The Phantom Strikes Someone was knocking out women at the Amazonia Boxing Club. That would not be out of the ordinary, except these KOs were delivered outside the ring to unsuspecting victims. The first one was Kaylee. Alone in the women's locker roomafter a shower, she was tying up her sneakers when a blow struck from behind. BAP! Kaylee was found an hour later on the floor, out cold, with the word "SLUT!" on her forehead in lipstick. The incident was gossiped about, but then dismissed . Kaylee liked men, a lot. The clobbering was thought to have been retaliation from a pissed off girlfriend. A week later, the unknown attacker struck again. Paula was walking alone down a hallway to the Club's parking lot exit, when she heard someone move behind her. She turned quickly, but saw no one following her. Then a judo chop landed on the side of her neck. Stars flew briefly and Paula hit the floor, unconscious for thirty minutes. When she came around, Paula found she had been striped down to her black lace bra and panties. Doubts fell on Cathy, Paula's partner in a three way relationship with Marc, since the two had been heard arguing loudly about him the day before. That came to nothing. Cathy was discovered not along after the attack on Paula, slumped against the ropes of one of the Club's rings, dressed in boxing gear and gloves, KOed cold. All Cathy could recall was working out on a nearby heavy bag when a female voice spoke from behind: "Lights out, lover girl!". A hard punch landed at the base of her skull. Cathy bore would become the trade mark of the newly named "Phantom," a purple shiner on the victim's right eye, usually administered after the victim was rendered unconscious. >>From then on, women club members moved only in groups of two and three or with a male escort. One afternoon, Jasmine and Gunilla were seated outside the women's locker, waiting for the third member of their group to finish changing. As a precaution, the two women sat backs to each other in order to have a clear view of both ends of the hallway. The Phantom removed a tile from the drop ceiling directly above Jasmine and Gunilla, extending downward one arm between the unsuspecting women. The hand clutched a black jack, that was deftly applied to their skulls. Jasmine and Gunilla moaned softly and sank against the wall, stars dancing in their heads. The Phantom climbed down and left his calling card black eyes and vanished. Athena Holt, known as Justice Force agent Scarlett Vixen and a member of the Amazonia Boxing Club, hatched a plan to catch The Phantom. In a secluded room, she waited with Max Haig, another Justice Force operative. "When The Phantom attacks me, you leap out from the corner and grab her." she instructed Max. "Got it." he answered and vanished behind the corner. They didn't have to wait long. With no warning, the lights abruptly went off. "Hey!? What's going on?" the now blind Scarlett Vixen demanded. BAP!!! echoed around the room, and then a agonized "OOOOHHHH!" The lights sprang back on, illuminating Max on the floor, spark out unconscious. Horrified, Scarlett Vixen ran to her partner. "Max! Max! Say something!" she shouted, shaking her friend. "Okay..." a female voice, low and lusty growled behind Scarlett Vixen. "How about 'Say good-night' ?" THWACK!! Pain jolted Scarlett Vixen's skull and she dropped into blackness. The Phantom, clad in a black body suit and matching cape and eye mask, got Scarlett Vixen upright and slugged her in the right eye. She did the same to Max, except she targeted his left eye. Then she sat them next to each other, the right side of Scarlett Vixen's head touching the left side of Max's. Using her digital camera, The Phantom quickly posted pics of the defeated crime fighters at The Sisterhood of Evil's website, with the tag line "Humiliation!" The attacks by The Phantom went on. "Hey, Desiree, come here!" Desiree walking to the gym, turned to see the extended pointer finger of a feminine hand, motioning for her to follow. "Who's there?" asked the young boxer girl, taking a few steps toward the dark room, into which the hand dissapeared. The last thing Desiree saw was a gloved fist fly out of the darkness, directly at her face and a shower of sparkling stars. From her position on the floor, Desiree watched the pretty lights until the fist hit her face again, and she went completely out.