Supergirl vs Helga Hammerfist  2 




She stood, paralysed, as Helga Hammerfist moved towards her. Helga's mighty
physique loomed over her, blocking out the whole world. She knew that she had
to run fast, with all her super speed, or Helga would get her... But she
couldn't move. She screamed frantically for help... But she could get no sound
out of her mouth. She knew that Helga was going to inflict terrible pain on
her. She knew that she would be spared if she begged and pleaded for mercy...
But she couldn't get out any words.

She hit Helga with every ounce of her super strength, supplemented by her
flying power... But each blow sent greater and greater pain into her hands and
arms as her blows bounced ineffectively, off Helga's jaw and face, and off
each of her massive muscles. Then Helga's huge, heavily muscled arms rose and
fell, inflicted agonizing pain wherever they landed. The punishment seemed
eternal. She shrieked as Helga's fists broke her legs and arms like match
sticks. Then Helga took her by the scruff of the neck, hammered her head into
the rippling muscles of Helga's titanium-hard stomach, and dropped her,
stunned and nauseous, to the floor.

She was lying on her back... helpless. Helga was leaning over her, a sadistic
smile on her powerful features. Helga leaned over, grabbed her by the front of
her costume with her left hand, and lifted her broken body off the ground. Her
eyes opened wide in terror as Helga raised her right arm, and balled her right
hand into a huge fist. Helga was going to slam that fist into her jaw. She
could see the mountainous size and brutal power of the shoulder and biceps
which were going to power that slam. She knew that she could not withstand the
blow... that it would shatter her face into a thousand pieces, and it would
kill her.

And then finally she could make sounds. She screamed out her acknowledgement
of Helga's mastery over her. She begged and pleaded for mercy. She could hear
her voice shouting out "Helga... Helga.. Helga... No... No... Please...
Please... Not again... No please not again..." "Kara! Kara! Kara! Wake up!
Wake up! Its only a dream!!!" Supergirl was jerked out of her deep sleep, back
to reality. She was in Kal's Fortress of Solitude. She had been asleep, and he
was shaking her awake. She sat up. Her bedclothes were in a mess, and soaking
wet. Her whole body was dripping with what seemed like rivers of sweat. Her
blonde hair was ropey with sweat. Her hands were trembling. Kal handed her a
glass of water. She drank it thirstily. Then she threw her arms around Kal,
rested her head on his shoulder, and sobbed. "What was it Kara? Was it THE
NIGHTMARE again?"

"Y.y.y.y.esss.! she stammered. "She was killing me again. And I was utterly
helpless in her hands. And the pain... I can't describe it. Kal she inflicted
such pain..."

Superman let Kara cry herself out, until she relaxed, and sank back to sleep.
Ever since he had brought Supergirl to his Fortress of Solitude after her
catastrophic defeat at the hands of the Champion of Lex's Enhanced Army she
had seemed mentally traumatised as well as physically crushed. At first she
had been unable to sleep at all, and then, as her healing power gradually
started to cure her dreadful wounds, she had slept, but at the cost of
terrifying nightmares, all with the same theme - Helga was beating her to
pulp, over and over again. "We must discuss this problem" he said to her the
next morning. "What problem?" she answered guardedly. "You know what I'm
talking about. Unless we can do something about this that woman will establish
such a psychological domination over you that you'll never be able to stand up
to her." "What do you mean 'WILL establish'" she crieds. "She's established it
ALREADY. Kal, you know the position better than anyone. I'm virtually
invulnerable. Until I fought that huge mountain of muscle I thought that I was
COMPLETELY invulnerable. I've never in my life had to face the possibility of
pain. But now I have. That woman inflicted pain on me, terrible pain, every
time one of her fists smashed into me. And I had no defence against her. She
crashed through my guard as if it was tissue paper. And I didn't like it. I
couldn't stand it. I wanted it to stop. I wanted to run away and hide. I
wanted to surrender and plead for mercy. And I still do. I can't stand the
prospect of experiencing that pain again. I've never had to be brave before. I
knew that nothing could hurt me. But this monster can. Add to this that my
hardest blows don't even dent her, and that she's fast enough to tag me with a
killer punch to the jaw when I'm using my super speed - and I'm scared, no
scrub that, I'm TERRIFIED of facing her again. I can't do it."

Superman held his peace.

Over the next few weeks Supergirl's healing power worked its effect. Her face
completely healed. It recovered the full bloom of its beauty without a blemish
or scar. Her body, too, was once more the trim package of shapely super
powered muscles that it had been before it had taken such a hammering from
Helga's ultra-mega musclepower.

And she was able to go out on patrol again. Things worked well. She stopped
the usual ration of muggings and store robberies by thugs who were trying to
take advantage of what they thought was her absence. She even stopped a
robbery by members of the Enhanced Army. The only difference was that now she
didn't treat a battle with the Enhanced Army as an occasion for a fun workout.
She took them out as fast as her super speed would let her, having first made
sure that Helga was not with them.

Then Lex realised what was happening, and the Enhanced Army never went out
without either a lead crate, or lead lined curtains, in which Supergirl could
never be sure that Helga was not hiding. Time after time Supergirl was forced
to remain high in the sky, unable to face the possibility of another
annihilating confrontation with the Super Champion.

Eventually this became too much for her. She had to take her chances. She
asked Superman to remain out of sight, in reserve, to help her if necessary,
she interrupted a Enhanced Army jewellery heist. In fifteen seconds the ten
members of the Enhanced Army who had carried out the robbery were unconscious.
Supergirl was just about to congratulate herself on a job well done, when she
heard a dreaded voice behind her.

"You came at last eh Superbimbo!" Helga growled. "I thought you couldn't keep
away for ever. Well, your worst nightmare is here, waiting for you" Supergirl
turned, and gasped. Helga looked even bigger than she remembered her. Helga
laughed. "Surprised Spaghettigirl. I've been working out since out last
meeting. I've put on another 100 pounds in weight. And you know what... its
all ALL muscle, every last pound. And all my muscle is even denser than
before. I reckon you and your cousin together could last maybe 60 seconds
against me, tops. And that's on one of my bad days." She slowly flexed her
whole body before Supergirl's startled eyes. Supergirl's mouth fell open, and
her eyes almost popped out. Helga's biceps swelled to 72", four times the size
of Supergirl's 18" guns, and as her 60" thighs dwarfed Supergirl's 24" upper
leg. Her chest seemed to shut out the sun. Helga gave a scornful laugh at the
sight of Supergirl's face, and advanced on her.

Supergirl stood paralysed with fear. She couldn't run. She couldn't fight. She
couldn't move. Her knees started to tremble as Helga approached. Her legs
weakened. She fell backwards against the wall, averted her eyes, and held her
hands before her face, her palms facing the advancing Helga. "Hah!" snorted
Helga. "Don't fall before I've even touched you. You'll have plenty of time to
flop on the ground after I've given you another beating. I told that cousin of
your to warn you, but I guess he had other things to think about. Now Super
Fitness Model. Time to face the music, or should I say the muscles". She
raised her fist.

There was a loud whizzing sound. Superman smashed into the room almost faster
than the speed of thought, whisked Supergirl up in his arms, and hurtled out
into the night sky, carrying the quaking Supergirl to safety.

"Well Kara, we know the dimensions of the problem now." he said to her the
next morning in the Fortress of Solitude. "Now all we have to do is to find
the solution." "No Kall. its not what must be done by US. Its what has to be
done by ME." retorted Supergirl. It's an interesting problem. I see it as an
exam problem. 'Supergirl is faced with a criminal who can knock her into the
middle of next week, who is almost as fast as she is, who is invulnerable to
her blows, and who has attained a complete psychological domination over her.
What is she to do?' All it means is that I have to solve this problem with my
inteeligence, and without the use of most of my super powers. Well I'll solve
it. You go on back to Metropolis. I'll deal with things here, and I'll let you
know if I need your help in any way."