BLACK SCORPION/PHANTOM LADY TEAM UP
by Valereya James, http://valereyajames.deviantart.com/




The quiet of Angel City was disrupted by what sounded like a rocket engine.
The few people that were out at such a late hour ran into alleys and doorways
for cover. The sound, a low rumble, increased as whatever the source was made
it's way down the street. Eventually, something sleek and black turned a
corner. It was amazing that such power could be contained in something so
small and graceful: The Scorpion-Mobile. The car spun on a dime, clearing one
corner and turning down another. Jet black, tinted windows, the rumble of the
engine a sign of the power within.

Inside the car was Black Scorpion, her black gloved hands gripping the wheel.
Her eyes were narrow and focused, her lips thin and pursed. Black Scorpion
pressed her booted foot to the gas, and the Scorpion-Mobile purred in
response. She made another turn, this time noticing the flecks of blood on her
gloves. The henchman had squealed when she twisted his already broken nose,
and usually she relished those moments, but not tonight. The henchman had told
her about something going on at the docks, and she knew that's where Argyle,
or someone who knew Argyle's location, would be. The docks were clear on the
other side of town, a half hour away.

She planned on being there in 15.

***

Phantom Lady blinked, allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness of the
trunk.

The car had stopped.

She rubbed her eyes. Her body cried out for rest, but she knew she still had
work to do.

How long was I out? She wondered. The car's engine was still running. She
tried to stretch her legs but the cramped trunk only allowed her so much room.
Her bare bottom was starting to get a carpet burn. She had to think of her
next step. She knew she didn't have the fight in her if the goon driving
decided to check the trunk. She needed to be smarter. She groped around in the
darkness, trying to find the back of the trunk. Most cars had push down back
seats in case of big loads in the trunk, she only hoped this was one of them.

The car went still, the engine switching off. She heard the click of a door
opening, followed soon by the slam of it shutting. Phantom Lady held her
breath, stiffening. She braced herself for anything, hoping she had enough in
her to fight off the henchman if need be, she was tired of getting captured,
and would be damned if it happened to her again.

Footsteps along the side of the car. A voice. Two voices. She could take one
henchman maybe, but not two. She placed a leg against the back of the trunk,
praying for push down seats. The back held, no give.

Damn!. She groped around the trunk. Suddenly the hood above her pressed in,
someone was leaning on the trunk. She could hear voices, louder. She froze
again. Her hands found something cold and hard, a tire iron. Phantom Lady
brought the tire iron forward and griped it tightly, and took her cape,
draping it over her hands to hide the weapon. With any luck, she could
surprise the two of them. She prayed there were only two henchmen out there.
The hood sank in more, the voices continued. Her knuckles whitened as they
gripped the weapon. She cursed her captors for taking her Blacklight
projector. Suddenly, the weight on the hood decreased. The voices moved away,
fading with each step. Phantom Lady let out a breath.

Soon, she was alone again in the dark. She had to get out of the trunk, but
she had no idea where she was, or what was waiting for her on the other side.

Angel City, I imagine she thought just from what she pieced together from
overhearing the henchmen.

She had to get out, there was no way of knowing how long this car would be
here, or if the henchmen had to use the trunk.

No matter what was outside, she knew she had to get out.

***

The Scorpion Mobile parked a few blocks from the Angel City docks, a district
Black Scorpion was well versed in. The car's driver side door opened and a
shapely leg, clad in a thigh high boot emerged. Another leg followed and Black
Scorpion emerged. Clad in a black, armored thong leotard, elbow length gloves,
and a mask, Black Scorpion looked all business. She knew that lots of shady
dealings went down around the docks, and could only imagine what this crew had
in store.

She locked the Scorpion Mobile and strolled confidently down the street. She
would need a vantage point. She ran in blind last time and played right into
their hands, apparently kidnapping her was their plan all along.

I'm no damsel in distress, She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

***

Finding a crane, Black Scorpion climbed up into the operator's nest and looked
down on the docks. Several guards stood aboard a large, docked freighter. Men
moved back and forth, moving large crates from the freighter to a group of
small speed boats docked nearby, and standing on the dock, overlooking it all
was the Well Dressed Man. Black Scorpion surveyed the area, there were at
least 4 guards on the deck of the freighter, all armed with machine guns. She
counted 6 other men moving the crates, along with the Well Dressed Man. She
moved the binoculars along the dock, which was covered in large shipping
crates.

They could provide good cover, she thought, formulating a plan. She moved the
binoculars back to the Well dressed Man. Someone was walking over to him,
another goon by the looks of it. The goon was talking to the Well Dressed Man,
who was nodding, listening intently. Black Scorpion lowered her binoculars.
Another henchman to deal with, and no sign of Argyle. She needed to think. At
least four armed guards, and 8 others, counting the leader. She stopped,
looking over the controls of the crane, smiling to herself.

***

So many good and bad things happening. The Well Dressed Man watched as his
workers continued to unload from the freighter. Tonight had been a mixed bag,
to say the least.

He had Argyle safely tucked away, now all he had to do was let Argyle believe
they still had Black Scorpion. One of his men just told him that they found
the car that had been transporting her, one of the men inside had survived,
and apparently talked. All the Well Dressed Man could hope for is that she
attempted a rescue, playing right into his hands again. But he had received
more news, this time more encouraging. Apparently another costumed heroine,
someone called Phantom Lady, attempted to interfere with the Opal City
project, and paid for it with her life.

That's one problem taken care of. Now all he had to do was wait for Black
Scorpion to fall into his hands again.

The sound of machinery springing to life brought him back to the moment. His
eyes darted around, following the sound to the massive crane above him. The
crane had powered up, and was grabbing one of the large shipping containers
located around the dock.

Black Scorpion He smiled, she was playing right into his hands again.

"Get to the crane, stop her."He said, motioning for his men to drop everything
they were doing. They all dropped all the crates they were handling and moved
towards the crane.

A massive claw gripped a shipping container, lifting it up above them. The
guards on the freighter leveled their weapons.

"Wait, I want her alive!" He said. Black Scorpion was essential to his plans,
for the moment. After Argyle delivered, they both could die.

The crane suspended the crate over the freighter, the guards scattered. The
rest of the henchmen ran towards the crane. There would be nowhere for Black
Scorpion to run.

The crate fell. The guards jumped overboard as the massive shipping crate
slammed onto the deck of the boat. A deafening clang rang out over the still
night. The Well Dressed Man looked up at the crane. The only way up to the
Operator's nest was a ladder, which was being scaled by three thugs. He
smiled, Black Scorpion was trapped.

The door to the nest flew open, a booted foot shot out, hitting one thug
square in the jaw, sending him reeling back into space. Black Scorpion looked
down on the ladder, seeing two more goons climbing up, with third now
following.

That's right, give in to the numbers game he smiled.

Black Scorpion grabbed the top of the nest and started pulling herself up. One
thug grabbed one of her shapely legs, but she easily shrugged off his flimsy
grip. Black Scorpion reached the top of the nest and ran towards the crane.

Nowhere to run.

She started to scale the crane. The Well Dressed Man watched, curious. He
didn't know what her plan was, if she had one, but he wanted to see how this
played out.

The henchmen started pulling themselves up after her. Black Scorpion continued
to ascend the crane with ease. A splash. The Well Dressed Man looked down to
see one of the guards pulling himself out of the river, something shined in
his hands, a gun.

"Wait!" The Well Dressed Man cried out.

Too late. The guard opened fire on the crane. Black Scorpion recoiled as
bullets ricocheted off the metal around her. Her head spun, looking for cover.
The rattle of the guard's machine gun split the night.

"Hold your fire!" The Well Dressed Man ran towards the guard.

Black Scorpion tried to move back down the crane. Bullets struck all around
her. She reached out for a support, only to draw it back when a bullet struck
near her. The loss of the hand hold did her in.

The Well Dressed Man stopped, his heart in his throat. Black Scorpion's hands
pinwheeled in the air. She reached out for something anything, but her weight
pulled her back.

Black Scorpion plummeted through the air, her arms and legs flailing around
her. She let out a scream as she fell, cut short by the splash as she hit the
water.

Silence.

The Well Dressed Man ran towards the crane.

"Get in a boat and search the harbor, find her!" He screamed.

The guard looked up at the crane, a look of satisfaction on his face. The Well
Dressed Man ripped the gun from his hands.

"Did you see that? I got her!" The guard boasted.

The Well Dressed Man emptied what was left of the clip into the guard.

"Get rid of that." The Well Dressed Man motioned to the dead guard and tossed
the empty machine gun away. The sound of a boat engine from the water told him
his men were already searching for Black Scorpion.

He wasn't a praying man, but if he was, he would be begging God now to let
Black Scorpion live. If she had stayed on the crane his men would have easily
overpowered her. Argyle was no idiot, he would need proof, incentive.

The Well Dressed Man walked to the edge of the dock and looked down into the
water. One of his speed boats had pulled up along side a shape in the water. A
light from the boat illuminated a shapely, toned, thonged ass: Black Scorpion,
floating face down in the water. The boat pulled up alongside her and one of
his men grabbed her by the arm. Wrapping his hands around her waist, the
henchman hoisted the superheroine up onto the boat. Black Scorpion presented a
very nice picture, wet, her large breasts pressed tight against his henchman's
arm.

Her feet went over the railing of the boat and The Well Dressed Man lost sight
of her. He craned his neck. On the boat, his henchman all formed a circle
around Black Scorpion.

"Well?" He asked, his hands balled into fists.

"She's alive!" Someone screamed from the boat.

The Well Dressed Man smiled. Soon she would wish she wasn't.

"I'm coming aboard. Get her tied up!"

***

Phantom Lady jammed the flat end of the tire iron into the soft back of the
trunk, stuffing bled from the open wound. She smiled and continued to dig
through. She had thought of using the iron to open the locking mechanism on
the trunk, but thought better of it, not wanting to burst out of the trunk and
into the hands of a waiting goon. Instead, she chose to dig into the back
seat, which would at least give her time to scope out the area.

The tire iron continued to gut the trunk, stuffing and other material spilling
out around her. She only hoped that wherever they were parked, it was for a
while. Her plans would be for nothing if the henchman came back and drove
away.

The resistance stopped, she realized that the tire iron had broken through to
the backseat. She increased her digging, ripping and shredding the iron from
one side to the other, attempting to make an opening big enough to fit
through. Her efforts paid off, and soon she had a clear window to the back of
the car. Phantom Lady began to wriggle through.

Her upper body made it to the back seat, but her lower half got stuck.

Damn this ass of mine.

She grimaced and pulled, the rough edges of the torn up backseat scratching
painfully against her already tender rear end. Phantom Lady gritted her teeth
and pulled, and her ass popped free. She let out a breath and stumbled forward
into the back seat, finally free.

Don't get too ahead of yourself

She allowed herself a quick peek through the window. The coast was clear. Not
wanting to test her luck any further, she quickly let herself out of the car.

She was on a dock somewhere. It was quiet, a quick survey showed that she
seemed to be alone.

The silence was disrupted by the sound of an engine. She listened, it was a
boat coming across the water. She looked around, trying to find a place to
hide. Thankfully, massive shipping crates filled the dock. There was a stack
of three containers close to her.

Despite her protesting muscles, Phantom Lady pulled herself up onto the bottom
container.

Two more to go. She began the ascent to the third one, her entire body
screaming in protest. A nice bath was in store after all this was said and
done.

Phantom Lady made it to the top container and pressed herself flat, crawling
towards the far end. The boat engine had stopped.

A small speed boat had anchored just below the pier. A man dressed in a suit
and tie climbed up a later onto a dock. The boat was filled with what looked
like hired henchmen.

There was something else.Phantom Lady squinted. A figure was slumped in the
passenger seat of the boat. Large breasts heaved under a black top, thick
ropes wrapped around her waist. A black mask covered the upper half of her
face, while a thick white cloth covered the lower part of her face. She could
see the top and bottom of red lips, pursed around the thick cloth gag.

That must be Black Scorpion Phantom Lady could only guess, seeing how she was
in Angel City, and Black Scorpion had made quite the name for herself as Angel
City's protector.

Good to see that I'm not the only one that gets captured by the bad guys

Black Scorpion was unconscious. One henchman climbed to the top of the dock
and motioned for something to handed up to him. Two henchmen in the boat
picked up Black Scorpion's limp form and handed it up to the one on the dock.

The henchman pulled her up, holding her limp form under the arm pits while he
waited for another one to climb the ladder. All the while the Man in the suit
watched.

The other henchman picked up Black Scorpion's bound feet and they started to
carry her. Phantom Lady noticed as Black Scorpion started to stir. The
scantily clad captive moved her head groggily.

"HUMMMMPH!" She let out a muffled cry and began kicking her bound feet.

"Looks like she's awake!" One henchman cried.

"Just keep a gold hold on her feet!" Said another.

"Mmmmph! Ummmph!" Black Scorpion wriggled in her captor's grasp, but they had
her tied well and continued to move on.

Phantom Lady moved away from the edge of the container. She didn't know what
they had planned for Black Scorpion, or what their plan was in general. She
knew she couldn't take all of the henchmen on her own.

But if I had help...

It was a risky gambit. She had heard rumors of Black Scorpion, she was brutal,
not above killing, very reckless. She didn't know if she could trust someone
like Black Scorpion. Plus, Phantom Lady had no idea what shape Black Scorpion
was in.

Can't be any worse than me, She thought.

She didn't have much of a choice, her and Black Scorpion were in the same
boat. She had to climb down, see what the situation was like. Maybe if she
could get to Black Scorpion without being seen, she could untie her.

***

Phantom Lady trailed the criminals to an old warehouse located along the
river. Several more boats had come along the dock, and men were moving boxes
back and forth.

Something big is going down.

She crouched behind a large truck, wishing once again that she had her Black
Light Projector.

The garage doors had been opened, and Black Scorpion sat inside, still bound
and gagged, struggling valiantly against her bonds. Men moved in and out past
her.

"Ummmph! Mmmmph! Glummph!" Black Scorpion wriggled, glaring at each man as
they walked by her. The Man in the suit was nowhere to be seen.

At least Black Scorpion hates being tied up as much as me She allowed herself
that small comfort.

Phantom Lady edged along the truck, her mind racing for a plan. Maybe she
could draw the men away somehow, and then quickly untie Black Scorpion.

"Mmmph! Ummmph!" Black Scorpion's gagged protests never ceased as she
continued to struggle.

Phantom Lady reached the end of the truck.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph! Mmmmmph!"

"Psst!" Phantom Lady tried to get Black Scorpion's attention.

"Mmmmph!"Black Scorpion didn't notice, too intent on somehow wriggling free of
her bonds.

"Pssst!" Phantom Lady was a little louder.

Black Scorpion stopped, her eyes wheeling around.

"Psst!" It was as loud as Phantom Lady would allow herself.

Black Scorpion's gaze fell on Phantom Lady. Phantom Lady smiled and put a
finger to her lips.

"Mmm..." Black Scorpion rolled her eyes.

"Oh..." Phantom Lady realized that her gesture was not sympathetic to Black
Scorpion's plight.

"Mmmmph!" Black Scorpion motioned with her head for Phantom Lady to come.
Phantom Lady held up a hand, looking around.

Her eyes fell to the cab of the truck.

***

Luckily, the keys were in the cab. Phantom Lady used a hard hat in the cab to
keep the gas pressed, and then started the truck up. She quickly rolled out as
the truck sped out of the driveway.

Phantom Lady's body screamed as she hit the pavement. She didn't have time to
wallow though, as raised voices got nearer. She sprinted towards the garage.

Henchmen raced after the out of control truck. Phantom Lady dove inside the
warehouse.

"Mmmph! Mmmmph!" Black Scorpion moaned through her gag.

"Let's get you free." Phantom Lady gripped the ropes around Black Scorpion's
chest.

"MMMMPH! UMMMMPH! MMMMPH!" Black Scorpion's moans were louder, her eyes wide.

"What?"

"MMMMPH! UMMMPH!" Black Scorpion motioned with her head at something.

Rough hands grabbed her arms, Phantom Lady cried out in alarm. She was pulled
to her feet as her arms were twisted behind her.

"Let go!" She shouted out at her captor. She tried to resist but her arms were
jelly after the explosion earlier.

"Look what we got boss!" Her captor said, spinning Phantom Lady around to face
the man in the suit.

"What are you doing here?" Phantom Lady demanded.

"MMMMPH!GLLLUMPH!" Black Scorpion chimed in.

"What do we do with her?" Asked her captor.

Phantom Lady tried to kick but the henchman held her too close to get a good
shot.

"Tie her up and gag her like her friend here, then we'll deal with her."

Phantom Lady glared at the man in the suit as the henchman dragged her away.

***

Some rescue Black Scorpion thought glumly. She watched helplessly as the
henchmen tied Phantom Lady up and gagged her, placing her right next to Black
Scorpion.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady, bound hand and foot, wriggled around, trying
to free herself.

Good luck sister Black Scorpion rolled her eyes.

The Well Dressed Man and another henchman strolled over, looking down at their
captives.

"Mmmph! Gllllumph! Mmmmph! Ummmph!" Phantom Lady mumbled into her gag.

"I'm sorry, but your not wired for talking right now, Phantom Lady was it?"

"Glllmuuph! Mmmmph! Ummmmph" She stared at him defiantly.

The Well Dressed Man stared at the henchman.

"I thought you said you took care of her?" He asked.

"I thought so. We tied her up in the building and blew it up. I thought she
was a goner."

"Evidently not. I guess we'll have to deal with her."

"Mmmph!" Phantom Lady let out a squeak.

The Well Dressed Man and the goon strolled away.

"GRRRRRMMMPH!" Black Scorpion gave out an annoyed growl.

"Mmmph!" Phantom Lady tapped Black Scorpion's boot. Black Scorpion's eyes
continued to follow the Well Dressed Man.

"Mmmph!" Phantom Lady kicked her boot again.

"Ummmph!" Black Scorpion glared at her. This lady was being no help at all,
just another person she would have to rescue, besides herself.

"Ummph!" Phantom Lady turned to her side. Black Scorpion was given a view of
the lime green thong that cleaved Phantom Lady's magnificent ass cheeks,
exposed thanks to her cape falling to the side.

"Ummmph!" Black Scorpion shrugged. This was no time to be showing off.

"Mmmph!" Phantom Lady shook her bound hands.

"Umph?" Said Black Scorpion.

"MMMMPH!" Phantom Lady shook her hands again and glared over her shoulder at
Black Scorpion. Black Scorpion's eyes widened.

"Ummph!" She nodded her head and turned to her side. Blindly, she reached out
behind her, trying to find Phantom Lady's hands. Realizing she was too far,
she started pushing herself towards her fellow captive.

"Mmmph!" Phantom Lady moaned impatiently.

"Ummph!" Black Scorpion grumbled back. She actually knew very little about
Phantom Lady, hearing only rumors. She recognized her only from the skimpy
costume, and she had no idea what Phantom Lady was doing in Angel City, apart
from getting kidnapped.

They said an explosion, that would account for the scraped and bruises

Black Scorpion's day hadn't been much better. She remembered falling off the
crane and hitting the river. Then she remembered waking up on the dock, bound
and gagged.

Story of my life

Black Scorpion's bound hands found Phantom Lady's.

"Mmmph!" Black Scorpion exclaimed.

"Ummph!" was Phantom Lady's response.

Black Scorpion's gloved hands worked over the ropes binding Phantom Lady,
trying to find the knot.

"Hmmph!" she exclaimed, find the knot and going to work. Her fingers dug in,
trying to loosen it.

These guys tie good knots

"What have we here?" The Well Dressed Man appeared in the doorway with two
goon.

"Mmmph!" Both superheroines exclaimed and shrugged.

"Good thing we're separating you two."

He motioned to one thug.

"Take Ms.Scorpion to the car, throw her in the trunk so she can't cause any
more trouble.

"Mmmph! Mmmph!" Black Scorpion cried as the goon moved towards her.

The henchman hoisted her to her feet. Phantom Lady weakly tried to trip him
with her bound feet. He ignored her and hoisted Black Scorpion over his
shoulder.

"Mmmph! Mmmmph!" She kicked and screamed. The henchman responded by slapping
her ass.

"Oh come on, its not so bad." He laughed.

"Mmmph! Mmmmph! Ummmph!" she struggled and kicked as he turned and walked out.

***

Phantom Lady wriggled as she watched as the goon carried the heavily
protesting Black Scorpion out of the warehouse. Black Scorpion's perfect ass
cheeks heaved and jiggled as she struggled over her captor's shoulder.

"Mmmph! Mmmmph!" The henchman turned a corner and went out of sight, though
she could still hear Black Scorpion's protests.

The Man in the suit looked down on her.

"Mmmph!"

"Now, I must be off, but I'm going to leave you with my friend here. He will
see to your every need." He motioned to the remaining henchman, who smiled.

"Hmmmph! Ummmph!" Phantom Lady bit into her thick gag, straining against the
ropes.

The Man in the suit turned and left as the henchman sauntered over to her.

"Time for some fun, then the boss says I gotta get rid of you." He laughed.

"Mmmmph! Ummmph!" Her struggles increased, her muscle straining against the
ropes.

When you find yourself bound and gagged, there are several ways you can try
and get to freedom. You can try to cut through the ropes binding your hands,
or you could try to slip off the gag and call for help. Unfortunately for
Phantom Lady, she was given the option of hopping her way to safety.

"Come on Phantom Lady, you can do it!" A henchman cheered and clapped.

"Mmmmph!" she screamed into the cloth filling her mouth. Her eyes were fixed
on the garage door to the warehouse and the clear night ahead. She took
another hop forward, her breasts bounced along.

"Ummmph!" She wobbled, trying to maintain her balance. Applause erupted from
all around. She turned to see that all of the henchmen were now watching her.

"Go on, keeping on bouncing along" One smiled.

She took another hop.

"Man, I love the way her ass jiggles."

"Ummmph!" The henchman had given her an ultimatum: Get to the door before they
close it and they would cut her loose. Refuse and they would kill her. So here
she was, their performing monkey.

"Grrrmmph!" She hopped forward, all to aware of the eyes on her bouncing
breasts and ass cheeks.

I hope Black Scorpion is faring better She thought.

***

As for Black Scorpion, her captor, another henchman, had not taken his hand
off her thonged ass since he threw her over his shoulder. She kicked and
struggled as he carried her through the night, presumably to a waiting car.

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna enjoy having to look at this all night." He gave her ass a
pat.

"Ummmph, mmmmph! Mmmmph! Ummmph!" Black Scorpion mumbled incoherent threats
into her gag. Her mind raced for a way free. Not only did she have herself and
Argyle to worry about, but now she had Phantom Lady as well.

Black Scorpion continued to struggle, hoping to loosen the henchman's grip on
her.

"Calm down lady, we're almost there." He said, his fingers digging into her
ass cheek.

"GRRRRRMMMPH!" She started ramming her knees into his chest. He seemed
unfazed.

"Here we are."

He swung her off his shoulder and leaned her against a black sedan. The
henchman leered at his bound captive. Black Scorpion looked around. The car
was parked at the edge of the docks, the river could be heard lapping against
the docks.

"You know, the boss says we have to treat you nice. But I think we can have a
little fun."

He reached out and cupped a hand full of her amble cleavage. Her eyes turned
to fire.

"Mmmph! MMMMMPH! GRRRRMMMPH!" She screamed.

"What?"

He leaned forward, a smug look of triumph on his face. Black Scorpion had
enough. She launched her head forward and slammed it into the henchman's face.
Blood burst from his nose. He cried out and clutched at it and stumbled back,
groaning. The henchman's foot hit an outcropping of cement and his arms
pinwheeled as he stumbled back--

--Off the edge of the dock. A minute later a splash was heard. Black Scorpion
froze, waiting. The gentle lapping of the water was all she heard. She let out
a sigh of relief through her nose. She had accidentally bought herself some
time, and now she had to get out of these ropes.

***

Only a few more feet to go. Phantom Lady hopped again. Her progress was being
followed by flashes and clicks of the henchmen's camera phones.

When I get free, I am killing all of them. She allowed a herself a moment of
thanks that her breasts had managed to stay inside her skimpy costume. Another
hop. Suddenly, the bay door started to lower.

"Oh no Phantom Lady, time to quicken the pace!" Shouted someone.

"Ummmph!" She hopped forward. Then another hop. The door continued to descend.
God knows what these henchmen had in store if she didn't get out.

The automatic door was too fast. It hit the concrete with a slam, closing her
inside.

"Oh no Phantom Lady, too slow."

"Mmmmph!" She continued to hop forward, not really sure of her next move.

"What should we do with her now?" One henchman asked.

"Well, the boss wants us to get rid of her, how should we do that?"

"Well, she's already wearing a bikini, let's take here swimming!"

"Yeah!"

"Mmmmph! Ummmph!" she protested as a henchman grabbed her.

"Maybe we should get this cape off, she might get tangled up in it!"

"Good idea!"

The henchman pulled at her green cape.

"Mmmmph! Mmmph!" Phantom Lady protested and shook her head. The cape came off
with rip. Unfortunately, the cape was the glue that held her costume together.
The front of her costume fell down, completely exposing her large breasts. The
back of her costume fell back except for a strip of fabric cleaving her ass
crack.

"Ummph! Ummmph!" She screamed, wanting to cover her nudity somehow. The
henchmen catcalled and cheered.

"Looks like she might be skinny dipping!"

Phantom Lady glared at her captors. This was bad.

Suddenly the blast doors burst open. Bright lights shone in, illuminating
Phantom Lady's naked, bound figure. A massive, black car crashed through the
door, screeching to a stop just in front of Phantom Lady.

"Mmmph!"

The henchman rushed the car. The top slid open and Black Scorpion stood up,
fists clenched, her face contorted in rage.

Black Scorpion dove out of the car into the sea of henchman. Naked and
helpless, Phantom Lady could only watch as Black Scorpion duked it out with
their captors.

"Mmmph! Mmmph!" Phantom Lady tried to get Black Scorpion's attention, knowing
that she would need the help.

But Phantom Lady was wrong, and in a few minutes Black Scorpion stood
triumphant amid a sea of unconscious henchmen. Black Scorpion cracked her
knuckles and looked at the bound superheroine.

"Looks like you need help?" she smiled.

"Hmmmph! Ummph!" Phantom Lady nodded.

Black Scorpion strolled over to her and pulled down the gag. Phantom Lady let
out a breath.

"Thank you. Now, get me free. I think we can possibly interrogate one of them,
find out what they're planning. There's a crew in Opal City that I tracked to
here. I don't know what they have planned but it's big. What's your story? I
saw that they had you and thought we could work to-UMMMMMPH!"

Black Scorpion re-gagged Phantom Lady. Phantom Lady protested into the cloth
vehemently.

"Look sister, I've already had to rescue you once. I work alone. I could just
leave you here tied up naked, but I'll let you go. Just stay out of my way."

"Mmmmph! Ummmph! Mmmmph!"

"Look, I can't really hear you. Nod your head if you agree, otherwise, I'm
walking."

Phantom Lady sighed. She looked down at her exposed breasts and then nodded.
Black Scorpion smiled and pulled down the gag.

"How did you get free?" Phantom Lady asked as Black Scorpion started untying
her hands.

"Managed to get rid of my guard, broke a window on a car and used it to cut my
ropes, then got the Scorpion-mobile here."

"Scorpion-Mobile, really?"

"I can always re-tie you."

"No, sorry."

Black Scorpion finished untying Phantom Lady. Phantom Lady retrieved her cape
from the floor.

"If you'll excuse me, I have to get even more indecent."

She slipped off her costume and started to mend the cape back to it. Black
Scorpion looked over the nude superheroine.

"How do you manage to fight crime in that?" She asked.

"It's practical for distracting attackers. I feel free, confident."

"Sure."

Phantom Lady reattached her cape and started to slip back on the costume.

"So I can't convince you to work together? These guys seem formidable."

"No." Said Black Scorpion.

Phantom Lady stood before her, her skimpy costume restored. The slingshot
bikini clad superheroine strode over to the unconscious henchmen.

"We should at least find out what they want."

"Me," said Black Scorpion, "They have a friend of mine, someone who provides
me with my tech. If they have me they have leverage to get him to supply them
with weapons. They can take this city with what he can make."

"Then go for Opal City next." Phantom Lady started going through the pockets
of an unconscious henchman.

"It seems we both have a knack for getting into trouble. It would be useful to
have someone watching each other's back. If they want you, then you'll need
someone to protect you. You won't do your friend any good as a hostage."
Phantom Lady stood and looked at Black Scorpion.

Black Scorpion sighed.

"Fine, but as soon as we get Argyle you go back to Opal."

"Fine by me," said Phantom Lady, who held out a business card to Black
Scorpion.

"I found this in one of the goon's pockets. It might be our next stop." She
said.

Black Scorpion took the card. It was a business card for a gentleman's club.

"I guess it's a lead" she said.

***

The Scorpion Mobile got them there in no time. They took the fire escape up to
the roof and entered. The club, called The Magic Hat, was an old theater that
seemed to be converted into a gentleman's club.

The superheroine's climbed through the upper floors and found an old window
looking down onto the club. Below them was a grand stage, where several girls
in skimpy show girl outfits were doing a number. A few henchmen looking men
were in the seats watching. A long line of girls waited by the stage.

"Must be audition night." Said Black Scorpion. Phantom Lady nodded.

"A front. The real stuff must go on back stage." She said.

"Think we'll find that guy in the suit back there?" Black Scorpion asked.

"Most likely. We'll have to be quiet. We could easily get outnumbered here."

"I can take them." Black Scorpion replied arrogantly.

"Says the woman who was bound and gagged when I found her."

"Oh yeah? Well what about your "rescue". How did that go?"

"Look, let's just save this for later. Let's find a way down there."

The girls on stage finished their number as the goons clapped. Another group
of scantily clad dancers headed up to stage.

***

The superheroines found a service ladder that led right down to behind the
stage. The area seemed deserted, with most of the men seemingly watching the
auditions.

Black Scorpion peeked around a corner, watching the girl's perform on stage.
Phantom Lady peered over her shoulder.

"I think those girls are wearing even more than you." She said.

"Oh be quiet. Your costume doesn't leave much to the imagination either."

"At least I don't have to worry about losing it. Now here's the plan. We do a
scan of back here, see if we can find anything. We could always find a guard
and beat something out of him..."

Phantom Lady as Black Scorpion droned on. She opened her mouth to interject
when a gloved hand clamped over her mouth and pulled her back into the
darkness.

Black Scorpion didn't even notice, droning on about how they were going to get
in.

"... We could always beat up two of the girls, take their costumes, and get in
as one of them. Then again, you don't really need to take a stripper outfit.
What do you think?"

Silence. Black Scorpion turned to look for her partner.

"Phantom Lady?" She asked.

Lights suddenly flicked on. Black Scorpion noticed she was surrounded by men.
She could see Phantom Lady, she was on her knees while a man with a fox mask
had his hand wrapped over her mouth. She was struggling valiantly but the man
pulled her arms behind her back and tied her wrists together.

When her wrists were secured he pushed her towards some of the men and stepped
towards Black Scorpion.

"Black Scorpion, It will be an honor to defeat you in hand to hand combat."
The man spoke with a deep voice.

"No! watch outMMHHHHH." Phantom Lady tried to warn but was quickly silenced as
a goon pressed his hand over her mouth.

Black Scorpion looked suspicious at the man with the Fox mask and looked at
the men that had surrounded her.

The men kept their distance and seemed to wait for the guy with the Fox mask
to fight her.

Black Scorpion dropped in her fighting stance as the man slowly moved towards
her.

The man raised his arms. And suddenly he sprayed pepperspray from a small
spray can he had hidden in his hand.

The liquid hit Black Scorpion in her face and immediately her eyes began to
burn and her vision was clouded by tears.

In pain she held her face as the pepperspray temporarily blinded her.

"But not today." The man with the Fox mask said with a mocking laugh.

"Bastard you-ummmph!" A hand clamped over Black Scorpion's mouth as she was
pulled backwards.

***

The auditions played through the night as girl's were asked to stay for second
rounds, as rejects fought to be given a second chance. Back stage, things were
empty, except for a very back corner.

Seated back to back against a wall were Black Scorpion and Phantom Lady. Both
were bound hand and foot and white cloths gagged them, covering the lower half
of their faces. Their muffled cries were drowned out by music and dancing.

"Grrrrmph!" Black Scorpion screamed into her gag and slammed against her bound
companion.

"Ummmph!" Phantom Lady elbowed Black Scorpion back.

"Mmmph!" Black Scorpion elbowed Phantom Lady.

"Grrrmph!" Phantom Lady elbowed Black Scorpion.

Both started tugging on the ropes that bound them together, suddenly
regretting this partnership. They were protesting into their gags so loud that
they almost missed the voices drawing nearer.

Both hostages snapped to attention. It was female voices, coming closer.

"Mmmmph! Mmllllpp! Mmmmmlllph!" Both superheroines cried out in unison.

A curtain parted and a group of showgirls stared down at the bound
superheroines in awe.

"Oh..." said the girl in the lead.

"Ummmmph!"

"Mmmmph!"

"Mmmph!"

Both superheroines screamed into their gags, motioning for the girls to come
over. Suddenly a henchman appeared next to the showgirls.

"What's this?" asked one of the girls.

"It's nothing, they're getting ready for a show later. Just some prep work."

"MMMMPH! MMMMPH!"

"UMMMPH! UMMMMMPH!"

The henchman ushered the gawking girls away as the superheroines continued to
protest and struggle.

***

After a while, both heroines gave up and sat there glumly, still bound and
gagged. The curtain parted again and several henchmen stood over the captive
heroines.

"Well ladies, its time for the show!" The lead henchman smiled.

Both heroines moaned into their gags.

***

At least I'm not gagged anymore Phantom Lady thought as she assessed her
current situation.

Her hands were still bound, though her feet were free. She stood inside a
glass tube of some sort that stopped at her chest. A large chute hovered over
her head, she didn't like the looks of it. The glass tube gave her a few
inches to move around in, but not much.

They were brought into a basement, which seemed to be filled with various
pieces of art. Statues and paintings were scattered all around in no real
order.

Black Scorpion right now was seated on top of a life size horse statue. Her
hands were wrapped around the horse's neck and taped together with white tape.
The white cloth gag was replaced with white tape, wrapped around the lower
half of her face in several layers. Due to the way she was positioned on the
horse, her thonged ass arch back rather seductively.

"How are you doing over there?" Phantom Lady asked.

"Mmmmph!" Black Scorpion tugged against the horse. Her face was contorted in
rage.

"I'll figure a way out of this soon." Phantom Lady said.

"Mmmm..." Black Scorpion's reply made it seem as if she didn't have much
confidence.

"Good luck with that, Phantom Lady" A voice answered.

Phantom Lady turned her head to see the Well Dressed Man making his way over
to them. Black Scorpion's face reddened at the sight of him.

"Mmmmph! Ummmmph!" She twisted and struggled. The Well Dressed Man stopped to
look over her.

"Well you've proven quite elusive tonight. Are you comfortable?"

"MMMMMMPH!" Black Scorpion fought, but the tape held firm.

"What do you want with us?" Phantom Lady asked.

The Well Dressed Man turned towards her, smiling.

"Well, first I should introduce myself. My name is Burke, and you two have
caused me much trouble tonight."

"Ummmph!"

"You've caused us quite a lot too," Said Phantom Lady, "What do you want?"

"Order," said Burke, "I only wanted to restore order and piece to our two
cities, Opal and Angel."

"Mmmmph!" Black Scorpion continued to struggle.

"You have some way of showing it." Said Phantom Lady.

"Well what two examples do these cities have? Black Scorpion and Phantom Lady?
Two scantily clad heroines who constantly get captured, who put bad guys away
only for them to escape a few months later. And when you don't put them away,
you kill them rather brutally. As heroes, you two are failing."

"You don't seem to be doing such a good job yourself."

Burke walked over to table and started looking at various multi-colored
handkerchiefs.

"I tried with Opal before. My dear sister tried, but sadly, her own men sealed
her inside a box with cement, believing her to be Phantom Lady, and dumped her
into the river."

Phantom Lady's jaw dropped.

"The Boss? That was your sister?"

"Yes, sadly. I can't waste time mourning though, work must be completed. I
think red suits you."

Burke picked up a red cloth and walked over to Phantom Lady.

"With Black Scorpion's arsenal I will clean up these cities. With Opal, I'm
starting with the slums. Senator Knight is a man who has made empty promises
but never delivered. I hoped he could be a puppet, but now he will be an
example."

Burke stood by Phantom Lady and stretched out the red cloth.

"Wait, no you-Ummmph!" He pressed the cloth against her mouth and pulled it
back between her teeth, knotting it tightly at the back of her head.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!"

Black Scorpion started kicking the side of the horse in frustration, moaning
into the tape wrapped around her mouth.

"There, that's a very pretty color on you."

"Mmmph!" Phantom Lady glared at him.

Burke started walking over to a switch on the wall.

"I need Black Scorpion alive for the moment. You however, will become a part
of my collection here. What better fate for the woman that defeated my sister
than to be preserved forever as art?"

"Ulllummph..." Phantom Lady looked up at the chute above her.

"And much like my sister, entombed forever."

Burke flicked the switch. Cement started to pour from the chute.

"Ummmph!" Black Scorpion tugged at the tape, trying desperately to get free.

"MMMMMMPH!" Phantom Lady screamed into the gag as the cement poured over her
head. Soon, she was completely covered by it. Her muffled cries still emitted
from under it.

Soon the glass tube was completely filled. Burke flicked off the switch.

The cement stopped just below Phantom Lady's breasts. Her entire upper body
was coated in a fine layer of grey cement. The red of the gag stood out
against the grey goop. Her eyes were wide with fear.

"In a few minutes you'll dry and be a lovely statue." Burke smiled and walked
away.

"Mmmmmph! Ummmmmph! Mmmmmph!" Black Scorpion's face was red with rage as she
kicked and fought.

Phantom Lady could only watch helplessly. She could feel the cement already
beginning to harden...

The wet cement glistened along Phantom Lady's skin. Her upper half was coated
in a fine coat of the grey substance, her eyes wide and afraid, her grey lips
pursed around the red cloth gagging her. The cement stopped just below her
breasts, and she could feel the substance hardening.

"Ummmph..." Her last words were nothing but a muffled gurgle before the cement
hardened, entombing her.

On the other side of the room, Black Scorpion fought against the tape securing
her to the ceramic horse. Her hands were taped together around the neck, and
several layers of white tape secured her mouth. Black Scorpion's eyes blazed,
her face red and twisted in anger.

"GRRRRRRMMMPH! MLLLLUMMMPH!" Black Scorpion growled into her gag, shaking her
head back and forth. She tugged on her taped hands for what seemed like the
hundredth time.

Phantom Lady tried to move but the cement kept her firmly in place. To her
right she could see a large shower stall, if she could only tip the tube that
she was encased in over. She tried to turn her head, but the cement was
already hardening, preventing her from moving.

"Ummph!" She looked down to see cement hardening around her large breasts.

Black Scorpion was sliding forward on the horse, finally pressing up against
it's neck. She tried raising a leg but ended up sliding to the side, giving
Phantom Lady a view of her muscled, thonged ass as she tried to get back up on
the horse. Black Scorpion kicked and stretched her legs, the muscles in her
glutes contracting as she tried to push herself up.

She must do squats Phantom Lady didn't know how she could think of something
like that in a time like this.

Black Scorpion's ass cheeks clenched and she hoisted herself up, but without
her arms to balance her, she fell back...

... and took the horse with her.

"MMMMP-" Black Scorpion's muffled scream was cut off by the ceramic horse
crashing down on top of her, shattering.

"Mmmmmph..." Phantom Lady tried to tilt her head to check on Black Scorpion,
but the cement prevented her. All she could do was close her eyes in despair.

"Grrr" Phantom Lady's eyes flew open. The horse was in pieces on the floor,
and standing among the pieces was Black Scorpion, grunting and groaning in
pain.

"Ummmph! Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady could only mumble in her gag helplessly.

"Ummph..." Black Scorpion cupped a piece of ceramic between her bound hands
and started using it to cut through the tape.

"Hmmmph!" Phantom Lady gasped, the cement was hardening around her chest,
constricting, crushing.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph! Mmmmmllp!" She moaned.

"Ummph!" Black Scorpion nodded and kept cutting.

"MMMMPH!" Phantom Lady screamed with what little breath she had.

"Hrrrrggggh!" Black Scorpion dropped the piece of ceramic and stalked over,
glaring in annoyance.

"Mmmph, ummmph, gluummph!" Phantom Lady tried to nod in approval.

Black Scorpion stormed over to the tube, her hands still taped, and unlocked
the side of it. She swung open the door and semi-hard cement spilled out,
taking Phantom Lady with it.

Black Scorpion jumped out of the way as Phantom Lady was carried out. She was
still up to her chest in cement, but now laying on the floor. Black Scorpion
grabbed Phantom Lady by the cape and started pulling. The cement held firm.

"Grrrmph! Black Scorpion grunted into her gag as she tugged and pulled.
Phantom Lady did her best to push herself along.

Black Scorpion gave another pull on the cape and felt Phantom Lady work loose.

"UMMMMPH!" She placed a foot on the ground and gave one final heave, feeling
the cape come loose. Black Scorpion tumbled back, landing ass first on the
floor.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady still moaned into her gag. Black Scorpion
looked at her taped hands seeing that she held Phantom Lady's cape and
costume, and nothing else. Looking up, she could see Phantom Lady, stark
naked, still in the cement.

"Mmmmph! Mmmph!" Phantom Lady struggled, her breasts bouncing as she tried to
force her way out of the cement.

Black Scorpion ran over and grabbed her by an arm and started pulling. Phantom
Lady strained and moaned into her gag as she tried to work her way free.
Phantom Lady's breast continued to bounce as she was pulled free of the
cement.

With a PLOP Phantom Lady finally was pulled free. Both heroines tumbled back
onto the floor. Black Scorpion let out a sigh of relief.

"Mmmph! Mmmph!"

Black Scorpion groaned Now what?.

Phantom Lady was starring off at a wall. Black Scorpion followed her gaze to
see that it was a shower stall. She got to her feet and pulled Phantom Lady up
with her. Phantom Lady's entire naked body was still covered in cement, making
it hard for her to stand, let alone walk. Black Scorpion gripped her by the
arm and dragged her over to the shower. It was a few feet but it felt like
miles, Phantom Lady kept tripping and stumbling, all the while moaning into
her gag.

Finally they reached the shower stall. Black Scorpion sat Phantom Lady right
under the nozzle and turned the faucet. Warm water jetted out of the shower
head and cascaded along Phantom Lady's body.

"Mmmm..." Phantom Lady sighed into her gag as the water rushed over, cleansing
away the cement. The grey substance was still wet enough to let the water do
it's work, washing away with ease.

Black Scorpion let the water wash over the tape on her hands and was able to
wriggle out of it, then stuck her face under the head and let the water wear
away at the tape around her mouth. After a moment, she ripped the tape down
around her neck and slid down in a corner, closing her eyes, relishing the
warm of the shower.

"Mmmph! Mmmph!"

"Can't I have any peace" Black Scorpion grumbled and opened her eyes.

The cement had completely washed off Phantom Lady, who now sat in the middle
of the shower, bound, gagged, and buck naked.

"What?" Black Scorpion asked.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph! Phantom Lady turned, showing Black Scorpion her bare ass,
along with her hands, still bound behind her back.

"Oh yeah..." Black Scorpion shrugged.

"Mmmmmph!" Phantom Lady shook her bound hands.

***

A few moments later, Black Scorpion used a piece of the broken ceramic to cut
the tape from around her neck.

I'm never letting myself get gagged again she vowed.

Phantom Lady, now free of her bonds, stood in the corner, one hand
(barely)covering her bare breasts, and another hand covering her crotch. She
strode over to the pile of cement that was almost her tomb and picked up her
costume, now completely hardened from the cement. She held it out in front of
her in disgust.

"Don't look at me, I don't have a spare costume lying around." Black Scorpion
shrugged.

"Well I can't go around like this all night." Phantom Lady turned around,
scanning the area for clothes.

"I think you're fine, not like your costume did much anyway."

"You're not helping." Phantom Lady grumbled and stalked away.

"Hey, where are you going?" Black Scorpion followed.

"Upstairs, there's dressing rooms, there will be clothes there."

"Maybe something a little more modest." Black Scorpion suggested.

***

It wasn't. The upper floors were completely empty. Phantom Lady went through a
dressing room and found a green, sparkly slingshot bikini, a lot like the one
she used to wear. She held it up to her naked body in front of a mirror while
Black Scorpion leaned against a wall, annoyed.

"You know, while you're doing you're fashion show, Burke is somewhere, with
Argyle."

"I told you, I have to feel confident while fighting crime," Phantom Lady
turned, admiring her own bare ass, "and I think I can use these curtains as a
cape."

"Whatever, get dressed, I'll be outside."

Black Scorpion slammed the door behind her as she stepped outside into a long,
dimly lit hallway, somewhere in the back stage area. Several rooms lined the
wall, though all seemed to be unoccupied.

I can't believe this chick, for all they knew, Burke and his men could still
be in here, somewhere, and any minute they could wander to the basement and
see that their two captives were gone.

She paced back and forth, hoping that Phantom Lady would hurry along, her
boots clacking along the wood floor.

She stopped. A noise came from the shadows somewhere. She listened, it sounded
suspiciously like a giggle. She stood completely still, listening. Another
giggle.

Black Scorpion balled her fists and strutted forward. After all this, she
looked forward to busting some heads. She turned the corner, fists up, and
came face to face with-

-The Gangster Prankster, wearing a nice suit, fedora, and clown make up over
his disfigured face. He smiled and giggled at Black Scorpion.

"Gangster Prank-UMMMMPPH!" A gloved hand clamped over her mouth. Before she
could react, another hand twisted her arm behind her back. With her free hand,
Black Scorpion tried to pry the hand away but it held tight.

"Look what we got here" A female voice, one all too familiar to Black
Scorpion.

Aerobicide!

"Mmmph! Mmmmph! Ummmph!"

"Black Scorpion?"

A voice from down the hall, Phantom Lady!

Aerobicide pulled Black Scorpion flat against the wall, out of Phantom Lady's
sight.

"Mmmph! Mmllleep! Mlllleep! Glllummet mmmm mmmoo!" Black Scorpion struggled,
but Aerobicide held tight.

***

Phantom Lady scanned the hallway, completely empty. The bikini she picked out,
no doubt for a show girl, fit perfectly. She cut part of a green curtain into
a cape and tied it around her neck, fitting perfectly. Now it seemed, Black
Scorpion had disappeared.

This can't be good She looked down the hallway, seeing that it rounded a
corner. She strode down the hallway slowly, on edge.

***

Around the corner, Gangster Prankster had just finished tying Black Scorpion's
feet together. The superheroine now lay on her stomach, hands bound behind
her, a cloth shoved into her mouth, and another white cloth wrapped around her
mouth to secure it.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmmph!" Black Scorpion twisted her head to see her two captors
standing over her, Aerobicide was dressed in a Black Scorpion costume, the
mask in her hand.

"Like it? I realized I had this old thing lying around and thought I would put
it to some use."

"Grrrrmph! Mmmmph!"

"Now for the final touch" Aerobicide smiled and slipped on the mask, she was
almost the spitting image of Black Scorpion.

"One second," Gangster Prankster giggled, "lets get a selfie!"

"Good idea!" Aerobicide took out a phone.

"Mmmmmooo! Mmmmooo! Mmmooo mlllleffie!" Black Scorpion mumbled into her gag.

Gangster Prankster rested his head on one of Black Scorpion's bare ass cheeks.
Aerobicide did the same, holding out the phone.

"Ready?" Gangster Prankster asked.

"Mmmmmph!"

Black Scorpion turned her head just to see Aerobicide snapping away, both
villains posing with Black Scorpion's thonged ass.

"MMMMMPH!"

Aerobicide stood and slapped one of Black Scorpion's ass cheeks.

***

Phantom Lady was almost at the corner when Black Scorpion stepped out, almost
crashing into her.

"Oh, there you are." Phantom Lady caught her breath as Black Scorpion stood in
front of her.

"Oh, sorry. I went exploring."

"Well what's over here." Phantom Lady went to look around the corner but Black
Scorpion stepped in front of her.

"Nothing, it's a dead end."

***

Gangster Prankster pulled his captive deeper into the corner, but Black
Scorpion could still hear Phantom Lady and the imposter.

"Mmmmmmph! Mmmmph!" Black Scorpion chewed on the cloth that silenced her,
shaking her head in rage.

"Shh, just enjoy the fun." Gangster Prankster patted her behind.

"Mlllpummphh! MMMMGGGLLLUPMMP! FLLLLUMMPH! MMMOOOO!" Black Scorpion screamed
unintelligible curses into her gag.

"So what now?" she heard Phantom Lady ask.

"I was thinking, Burke said he wanted to go after Opal City before, and
Senator Knight.

Black Scorpion ceased her struggling. How did they know about Burke? Or his
plans?

"Yes, his sister. I stopped it."

"I think he might want to go after the Senator again. We should get to him
first."

Black Scorpion's eyes widened. They were working with Burke!

"MMMMPH! NMMMMPHOOOO! MMMMMLLLEEPPP! MMMMOOOO!" Black Scorpion started to kick
and struggle again.

***

Back in the hallway, Phantom Lady paced, listening to Black Scorpion.

"What about your friend? Argyle?"

"Chances are that anywhere Burke goes, he won't be far."

"You're right. I know where the Senator will be too. Let's go."

Phantom Lady took off down the hallway, cape flapping behind her, showing off
her thonged ass.

If she would have turned around, she would have seen Black Scorpion look back
around the corner and wink.

***

The Scorpion-Mobile sped along the highway, a race to make to Senator Knight's
mansion. In the passenger seat, Phantom Lady stared at Black Scorpion,
driving. Something didn't feel right. It took Black Scorpion ten minutes to
get the car started alone. She seemed awkward, stiff.

"Are you alright?" Phantom Lady didn't know how best to approach the subject.

"Me? I'm fine."

"You seem... off" Phantom Lady hadn't even known Black Scorpion one night but
she could guess it.

"I'm just... rattled. So, where are we going?"

"Senator Knight is having a masquerade fundraiser at his mansion, that would
be a good opportunity for Burke to strike." Phantom Lady hesitated to tell
Black Scorpion that Senator Knight was really her father. She didn't quite
trust her fellow crime fighter yet.

"You're right, it would."

Black Scorpion focused on the road ahead. Phantom Lady turned to look out the
window, but couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

***

They parked the Scorpion-Mobile in a secluded grove not far from the Knight
mansion and made their way through the woods to the house. Phantom Lady lead.

"You sure know your way around here." Black Scorpion said, trying not to stare
at Phantom Lady's flossed behind.

"Senator Knight is a good man, he makes a lot of enemies. I have to stop those
enemies."

"I see."

The lights from the house filtered through the trees. Music and laughter
echoed through the darkness. As the woods thinned out, the massive mansion
could be seen. People were milling around outside and could be seen through
the windows.

"Follow me, stay close." Phantom Lady bent over slunk through the darkness,
her ass right in Black Scorpion's face.

***

Phantom Lady lead Black Scorpion through a servants entrance and into a small
pantry, locking the door behind her.

"Okay, we find the Senator, and get him someplace safe." Phantom Lady said.

"Good idea, why don't you stay here, I'll scout out the area, formulate a
plan." said Black Scorpion.

"No, I'm more familiar with this place, I should do it." Phantom Lady tried to
keep her voice down, not wanting to draw attention.

"But look at what you're wearing, you'll draw attention. I'll blend in since
it's a costume party. I'll poke my head out, then come right back in."

Phantom Lady sighed, but knew Black Scorpion had a point.

"Fine, but be quick."

Black Scorpion smiled, "Of course."

She turned to head through a door and smacked her knee off of a shelf.

"Quiet!" Phantom Lady said.

"Dammit! I know!" Black Scorpion grumbled and slammed the door behind her.
Phantom Lady sighed, not trusting her distress prone partner to be discreet.

She looked down, seeing something black lying by the shelf Black Scorpion
bumped into. Kneeling down, she saw that it was a phone.

***

Aerobicide found herself in a kitchen, eyes scanning for something, anything
she could use to take care of Phantom Lady. She knew she only had so much time
before Phantom Lady realized something suspicious was at hand.

Her eyes fell onto a package of saran wrap sitting on a counter.

***

Phantom Lady knew she shouldn't go through Black Scorpion's phone, but she was
curious, and more so, wanted to know if her new partner could be trusted. She
unlocked the phone and scrolled through the home screen, but couldn't find any
apps, or even contacts.

Curious.

She opened the camera app and gasped. The first photo was a picture of a
disfigured man, wearing a fedora and clown makeup.

Gangster Prankster She recognized him from the news. He was resting his head
on the buttcheek of a bound woman in a thong leotard. Next to him, resting her
head on the other buttcheek, was Black Scorpion.

But the bound woman, her face was turned towards the camera. A white cloth
gagged her, but Phantom Lady saw that the bound woman also wore a Black
Scorpion mask.

I've been with an imposter!.

She stood, ready to run out, when a black gloved hand clamped around her
mouth.

***

"Oh honey, too little too late huh? And to think, you almost had me."

Aerobicide, still in her Black Scorpion costume, stretched out along the
floor, arching her thonged ass high into the air.

"And to think, you were nice enough to lead me all the way here."

She smiled and looked at her captive. Phantom Lady sat across from her. Saran
wrap encased most of her torso, pinning her arms down to her sides. Her
massive breasts were smushed flat against the clear bindings, making them seem
fuller than usual. Saran wrap was also wrapped around Phantom Lady's mouth.
Her full red lips were compressed and flattened under the clear gag.

"Mmmmmph! Mmmmmph!" She struggled and heaved, but the wrapping held tight. She
glared at her captor.

"Now I would leave you here, but I don't want anyone to find you. Plus, I want
you to have a front row seat."

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!" She scrapped her head against her shoulder, trying to pull
down the gag.

"Plus, it's a costume party, and we're gonna make one sexy couple." Aerobicide
smiled.

"Mmmph! Ummmmph!" Phantom Lady strained, but the sticky, clear substance held,
encasing her. Her captor turned around and stuck her thonged ass in Phantom
Lady's face.

"Plus for the record, mine is better than yours."

"Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady glared at the ass cheeks giggling in her face.

Once again, Black Scorpion found herself in a situation she was growing more
and more used to: Bound and gagged. Gangster Prankster, a frequent member of
her rogues gallery, had kidnapped her and replaced her with an imposter:
Aerobicide, who was currently out somewhere with Phantom Lady, doing God knows
what.

After I get out of this, I'll have to rescue her again. Black Scorpion
grumbled into her gag at the thought.

"What's that? I didn't hear you." giggled her captor, who right now stretched
out on an old dusty couch, watching TV while Black Scorpion sat bound in a
corner.

"Mummmfff mmmmooo!" was her un-lady like reply. They were back stage somewhere
in the old theater where Prankster and presumably, Burke, had made their home.
Several chairs were positioned throughout the make shift living space, and old
lamps gave it a dim, foreboding feel.

Maybe they have Argyle around here somewhere. She would have to bide her time
and see.

They were in an old living space of some sort. Gangster Prankster had tied to
her to a chair, in a corner but still within his field of vision. Her hands
were bound behind her to the back of the chair.

"Uggh..." she grunted, flexing her arms, trying to loosen the knots.

"Comfy over there? We'll be having company soon." Prankster sat up and leered
at his scantily clad captive.

"Mmmmmph!" She jerked forward in her chair and felt it creak. Her eyes
widened, freedom could be within reach.

"Ummmmph!" She strained, flexing her arms. The wood she was bound to creaked
and groaned.

"Don't hurt yourself, you need to be in tip top shape for the grand finale!"
He stood up, laughing as he stared at her.

Footsteps approached. Black Scorpion froze, her eyes searching for the source.
Someone was emerging out of the darkness around them. She recognized the
expensive three piece suit immediately: Burke.

Burke froze when he saw Black Scorpion, bound to the chair.

"Where's the other one, boss?" Burke asked. His eyes were wide. So he was
working for Prankster after all.

"You know, you had them in a brilliant death trap, then like a villain in a
bad movie, you left the room." Prankster strolled towards Black Scorpion,
never once acknowledging Burke.

"I... I had things to do. I didn't think they were going anywhere." Burke was
sweating.

"They're slippery types, these superheroines, but don't worry. Phantom Lady
should be taken care of soon."

He hovered over Black Scorpion. She glared at him.

"Mmmph! Ummmph! Mmmmummmph mmmph!"

Gangster Prankster grabbed the white cloth wrapped around her mouth and yanked
it down around her neck, then he pulled the stuffing out of her mouth. Black
Scorpion let out a gasp and stretched out her jaw. She regained her composure
and glared at her two captors.

"So Burke was your puppet huh?"

"He approached me for help. He wanted Opal City after his sister failed to
take it and together we hatched a plan. Argyle was all too easy to find, I
just needed you to motivate him." Gangster Prankster bent over and looked her
right in the eye.

"I will stop you."

"I doubt that. Senator Knight refuses to play ball, so we're going to make an
example of him, and anyone else who wants to stop us. I doubt that your thong
clad friend will be a thorn in our side." He started to laugh.

"You freak! I'll stop you and make you pay for all the times yo-UMMMMMPH!"
Gangster Prankster shoved the cloth back into her mouth. Before she could spit
it out, he had pulled the gag back up around her mouth.

"Tsk, tsk, if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."

"MMMMMPPH! UMMMMPH!" She shook her head, trying to shake off the gag.

"Now what?" Burke asked.

"We keep her stowed away until the big show. Wait until you see what I have
Argyle cooking up!" Gangster Prankster burst into another fit of giggles.

"GRRRRMMMPH!" Black Scorpion flexed with all her might. The chair cracked
beneath her, the ancient wood splintering.

"Oh dear, we'll have to do something about that. Hold her please."

Burke ran over and wrapped his arms around her waist, trying to hold her to
the breaking chair.

"MMMMMPH! MMMMPH!" she head butted him, knocking him back.

Black Scorpion raised her head only to see Gangster Prankster holding out a
white cloth towards her face.

"Sleepy time now." The cloth pressed over face and the smell washed over her,
then darkness...

***

The muscular ass cheeks of her captor flexed and clenched in her face as
Phantom Lady pulled her head back as far as she could get it.

"Mmmmph..." She strained against the clear plastic wrap that constricted her
entire upper half of her body, including her mouth.

"Oh hold still!" shouted the woman dressed as Black Scorpion, who was in the
process of wrapping Phantom Lady's feet together with the sticky substance.

Whoever this woman was, she clearly worked out, judging from the glutes that
she liked to flaunt for Phantom Lady.

"Hmmmmph!" She tried to kick but realized that her feet were completely
wrapped together, almost immobilizing her.

Her captor stepped away and looked down at her handiwork, the completely
helpless Phantom Lady.

"As you've probably already figured out, I'm not Black Scorpion" She smiled.

"Mmmm..." Phantom Lady sat up and glared at the woman.

"My name is Aerobicide, and you don't have to worry about Black Scorpion,
she's wrapped up nice and tight somewhere."

"Ummph!"Phantom Lady kicked her bound feet, trying to stand.

Aerobicide leaned over and pulled a small, circular, silver device out of her
cleavage. She held it up for Phantom Lady to see.

"See this? Soon this will be the life of the party, and you're gonna help me
with it."

"Hummmph, ummmph!" Phantom Lady shook her head.

Aerobicide pressed a button on the object and a red blinking light went on and
it emitted a low, beeping noise.

"I need you to hide it somewhere on your person, but you seen, you aren't
wearing all that much..."

"Hmmmph!"

"Do you know where you can hide it?"

"Ummmph!"

Aerobicide's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Wait I got it!"

Phantom Lady saw the look in her eye and didn't like it.

"MMMMPH! MMMMMOOO!"

"Oh yes!" Aerobicide said with glee. She grabbed Phantom Lady and rolled her
over on her stomach.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmmph!" She kicked her bound feet in a futile gesture.

Aerobicide grabbed the thin strip of fabric that passed for a thong that ran
between Phantom Lady's ass cheeks and pulled it aside.

"UMMMMMMPH!" Phantom Lady's eyes bulged as she felt something cold and metal
shoved where the sun don't shine.

"There, how does that feel? Nice and snug?"

"MMMMMPH!" Phantom Lady flexed her ass, feeling the cold, circular hunk of
metal between her cheeks.

Aerobicide replaced Phantom Lady's thong and rolled her back over.

"Now, let's go greet the party!"

She grabbed Phantom Lady by the wrapping around her chest and pulled her to
her feet.

***

The party was loud, crowded, and dimly lit. Aerobicide dragged her captive out
in the crowd, helping her along with both hands.

Phantom Lady's eyes raced around the room for her father, or better yet, a
sharp object to cut herself loose.

"Mmmph!" She tried to pull away but Aerobicide just tightened her grip.

"Trying to run out on me?"

A man in a pirate costume stopped for a moment and stared at them. Phantom
Lady's eyes widened.

"Hmmmph! Hmmmph! Mmmmph!"

The man looked them up and down.

"I don't know what it is but it's sexy." He sneered.

"Its a metaphor for the invisible bonds society places on woman." Aerobicide
chuckled.

"Mmmmph! Mllllmmph! Hmmmph!" Phantom Lady tried to pull away.

"Oh man, I gotta show my friends this. Could you come with me?"

"Absolutely!" Aerobicide laughed.

"Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady tried to plant her feet but Aerobicide just dragged her
along.

"Has the Senator seen you yet?" The man asked.

"No, but I would very much like to meet him." Aerobicide said.

"Mmmmooo!" Phantom Lady nudged Aerobicide with all her might. It worked, as
her captor momentarily lost her balance, loosening her grip on Phantom Lady.

Phantom Lady pulled away and took one hop forward.

"Mmmm..." Immediately she lost her balance and toppled down face first.

She grunted as she hit the floor, and then realized that she couldn't get up
on her own power.

"Mmmmph..." She tried to roll to the right and failed, then tried the other
side.

So she lay there, wriggling back and forth, trying to stand up. Soon she heard
the laughter. Phantom Lady lifted her head to see a large group of men, lead
by Aerobicide, looking down at her and snickering.

"Oh, isn't she cute?" Aerobicide chuckled, and her friends joined in.

Phantom Lady tried to move but only succeeded in wriggling helplessly like a
worm.

"Hmmmph! Ummmph!"

Aerobicide bent over and pulled the helpless superheroine to her feet.

"That's her, always the life of the party." The men joined Aerobicide in
laughing.

"MMMMMPH!" Phantom Lady glared at her.

"She doesn't look too happy now." said one of the guys.

"I think she just needs a drink, excuse us boys." Aerobicide starting dragging
Phantom Lady towards a bar in the center of the room.

At the bar, Aerobicide propped Phantom Lady up in a corner, while the bar
tender stared at them.

"Her idea, I'm just making sure she doesn't get hurt." Aerobicide giggled.

Phantom Lady glared at her.

"So, how are ya feeling?" Aerobicide winked.

As if on cue, Phantom Lady's eyes widened.

"Hummmph!" She felt something, a vibrating in her ass.

"Looks like you should be feeling it." Aerobicide smiled and pulled a gas mask
from her belt.

The vibrating got faster.

"Hmmmmph..."

Phantom Lady didn't like where this was going. Aerobicide smiled.

"The device I put in you contains a very powerful knock out drug, soon you and
everyone at this party will be having nap time once it releases the gas."

Aerobicide slid the gas mask over her mouth. Phantom Lady could feel her ass
cheeks jiggling up and down as the device warmed up.

"Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady cried into her gag as suddenly the vibrating stopped. A
strange smell wafted up to her nose.

And everything went black.

***

"Wake up! Wake up!"

Phantom Lady's eyes fluttered. She felt like someone had taken a jack hammer
to her head.

"Come on, get up!" A voice, a female voice cried out.

Phantom Lady lifted her head, everything was blurry.

"Hey!"

Phantom Lady looked up and turned her head, seeing a black blur next to her.

"Come on, snap out of it!" The blur yelled.

Phantom Lady blinked as her vision began to clear. The blur started to come
into focus, and she could see that it was a woman, a scantily clad woman.

Black Scorpion.

Phantom Lady groaned and shook her head, clearing the cobwebs. Black Scorpion
sat in a wheel chair, her hands taped to the arm rests. Looking down, Phantom
Lady could see that Black Scorpion's feet were taped together too.

Phantom Lady was in a similar predicament. She was seated in wheel chair as
well, saran wrap still wrapped around her upper body and feet, but no longer
covering her mouth. Her head wheel around, trying to take in her surroundings.
They were in a dark room, a single light shone from above, and nothing else
could be made out.

"Where are we?" Phantom Lady asked.

"At the theater I think." Black Scorpion flexed her arms, but the white tape
held her firm to the chair.

"My- The Senator, I think they have him!" Phantom Lady exclaimed.

"Then we need ideas, fast. Can you stand?"

"I don't think so."

"Great." Black Scorpion grumbled.

"I'm sorry, do you have any bright ideas?" Phantom Lady about had enough of
Black Scorpion's attitude.

"Maybe all this would already be over if somebody wouldn't keep getting
kidnapped!" Black Scorpion shouted.

"I wonder who that could be!" Phantom Lady twisted her body in the chair,
glaring at Black Scorpion.

"My, my ladies. Sheath those claws." A voice rang from the darkness.

Both superheroines froze to see Gangster Prankster emerge from the darkness,
smiling at his captives.

"What have you done with Senator Knight?" Phantom Lady demanded.

"What have you done with Argyle?" Black Scorpion demanded as well.

"Spoilers ladies. The big finale is coming up, all will be revealed soon."

"Cut me loose and I'll spoil something for you!" Black Scorpion struggled
against her bonds, glaring at Gangster Prankster.

"Now, Black Scorpion old friend, I need to get you ready for your part in all
this." Prankster giggled and walked behind Black Scorpion's wheel chair.

"What are you doing? Get back here!" Black Scorpion twisted around.

Phantom Lady turned her head as well, seeing Gangster Prankster pull a white
cloth from his coat pocket.

"Let us go! When I get free I'll-Ummmph!" Almost lightning fast, Gangster
Prankster threw the cloth over Black Scorpion's head and pulled it tight over
her mouth, once again gagging her.

"Ah muffled protests, music to my ears." He laughed.

"Ummmmph! Mmmmph!"

"Sorry Black Scorpion, but I can't have you spoiling things, so you're going
to have to spend your last few hours with us silenced."

"Mmmmmph! Gllllummph!" Black Scorpion twisted and struggled in her seat.

"I swear Gangster Prankster, I'll get free and make you pay for your crimes!"
Phantom Lady shouted.

Gangster Prankster giggled and started to wheel the struggling and protesting
Black Scorpion into the darkness.

"Mmmmph! Ummmph!"

The muffled cries mixed with his giggles as they grew farther away.

"Do you hear me Prankster! You will not win this! I'll find you! Even if takes
me the rest of my l-MMMMPH!"

Rough hands pulled a gag tight against Phantom Lady's mouth, silencing her
cries.

Argyle groaned as he slowly regained consciousness. The back of his head
throbbed worse than any hangover he ever had.

Where am I He thought as he attempted to open his eyes. Sharp, piercing light
hit him and he immediately shut them again as his headache intensified.

He shook his head and took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts. What
had happened before?

Darcy!

He had been kidnapped by some guy named Burke and his goons. They had locked
him in an old mechanics shop somewhere and told him to get to work building
weapons, or they would kill Darcy. Last time he saw her, she was in her Black
Scorpion outfit, bound and gagged and being shoved into the back of a car.
That girl had a knack for getting into trouble, but she was good at finding
her way out. Argyle just crossed his fingers that she was alright.

In his prison, the shop, they had him under constant armed guard, and constant
video surveillance. They had given him a set of blue prints and told him to
get to work making them, or else Black Scorpion would die. He insisted on
seeing Darcy just to make sure she was okay, but they said he would see her
once he finished his first project. He was handed a blue print and told to
finish it right away, and then he would get to see Black Scorpion. When Argyle
opened up the blue print his blood ran cold. He didn't like the look of this
"priority" project one bit, and had a terrible feeling over what it would be
used for, but he had no choice.

He tried to raise a hand to rub his eyes, but realized that both his hands
were bound. Slowly, he lifted open one eye to see that his hands were strapped
to the arms of a leather chair.

"Hey, are you alright?" Came a voice from his right.

Argyle lifted open his other eye, blinking. The light that had blinded him
earlier came from the overhead lights to a massive stage a few feet away.
Cameras and various other equipment all surrounded the stage, and Argyle had a
front row seat. He looked to his left to see a man strapped to the chair next
to him. The man was older with thin graying hair and dressed in an expensive
looking suit. His fellow captive tugged at his bonds, but they held strong.
Other voices reached Argyle's ears and he took a look around his surroundings.
They were in an old theater of some sort. The first two rows were filled with
men and women of various ages, all strapped to their chairs as well. Judging
from their confused looks, they were all coming to as well.

"Help!" A women's voice called out.

"Shush, or we'll gag you!" A rough voice answered. Argyle looked up to notice
that several large, armed men stood around the two rows. He turned his
attention back to the stage, the curtain was closed, and he dreaded to see
what was behind it.

"Are you alright?" The man next to him asked again.

"Pretty far from it." Argyle responded through gritted teeth.

"Do you know where we are?" The man asked again.

"Not a clue, you?"

"No, I just came to a few minutes ago. I recognize these people though. They
were all guests at my benefit."

"Benefit?" Argyle asked.

"I'm Senator Henry Knight."

Argyle nodded. If this was a Senator next to him, then the other hostages must
be equally important too. This kept getting worse.

"Help! Help! Please!" The woman cried out again. Argyle craned his neck to get
a look. It was a middle aged woman in a red dress. The dress was small and the
front low cut to show off her very ample cleavage. One of the armed guards
sauntered over to her.

"Help! He-ULLLLLMMPH!" The guard shoved a white cloth in the woman's mouth,
then started to wrap silver duct tape around it. In a moment, duct tape
covered the entire lower half of the woman's face.

"Ummmmph! Mmmmph!" Her muffled screams filled the theater.

"And anyone else who wants to speak up gets the same treatment, we have plenty
of tape!" The guard threatened.

The woman's cries were drowned out by a noise coming from the speakers all
around them, the sound of a drum roll. Argyle gritted his teeth and turned to
the stage. The drum roll continued for another minutes and then the curtain
parted revealing a troop of scantily clad dancing girls. They were all dressed
in typical show girl attire: a speckled bra, thong, and feathers protruding
from everywhere. Show tunes played as the girls did their dance and sang a
song, but Argyle couldn't focus on the lyrics,he just waited. Only one man
would have this kind of entrance. The girls finished up their dance and
sparklers emerged from the floor, shooting off in every direction. Then the
dancing girls split, each forming a line opposite each other. Between them, a
curtain open and HE came running out.

Gangster Prankster, Argyles's brother.

Argyle pulled on his restraints but they held tight. Gangster Prankster bowed
and clapped, playing to the cameras. Behind Prankster came Burke and a woman
Argyle recognized as Aerobicide, but for some reason she was wearing a unitard
similar to Black Scorpion's, complete with the gloves and boots, but no mask.
This was getting worse. Prankster held out his hands, signaling for the
non-existent applause to stop.

Gangster Prankster looked out over his captive audience and to the cameras
swirling around him.

"Ladies and Gentleman, thank you all for that kind introduction. I'm sure that
all of our viewers in Angel City are familiar with me, but I feel that I need
to introduce myself to our new friends in Opal City. By the way, don't bother
changing your channels, I've taken over all feeds. My name is Gangster
Prankster, and I'm here to announced that I am expanding. I'm bored with Angel
City, so I'm seeking new opportunities elsewhere!"

One of the cameras swiveled and started moving over the audience members.

"As you can see," Prankster continued, "I have all of your important movers
and shakers right here, and I'm going to send them out with a bang!"

A gasp erupted from the audience.

"Don't worry though, it will be one hell of a show!" He giggled.

"You can't possibly think that you'll get away with this!" Senator Knight
screamed from next to Argyle, "You've been stopped before!"

Gangster Prankster erupted into another fit of giggles.

"How right, you are Senator Knight, there always was a fly in my ointment, or
should I say, Scorpion!"

Gangster Prankster snapped his fingers and another curtain opened behind him.
Argyle gasped.

The "priority" blueprint that they told him to complete, the one that they
told him would let him see Darcy again, was up on the stage.He had a terrible
feeling that he knew how and when he would see her again, but he prayed that
he was wrong.

The project was an electric chair,and Black Scorpion was seated in it. Her
hands were strapped to the arms of the chair, and her feet to the legs. A
white cloth was wrapped tight around her mouth, gagging her. Her breasts
heaved up and down in fury under her cleavage baring costume as she glared at
Gangster Prankster.A silver disk rested on her head, and a wire ran from the
disk to an outlet above the chair. A camera zoomed in on her.

"Blow a kiss to the folks at home!" Prankster giggled.

"Mmmmph! Gllllummmph! Mmmlummmph!Glllumprrrgh!" She screamed into her gag and
tugged on the straps containing her.

"Aw, isn't she cute!" Gangster Prankster giggled.

"Mmmmmph! Ummmph!" Her breasts jiggled as she continued to struggle.

Gangster Prankster took a remote from his jacket pocket.

"Now," Prankster said, "I could just press this button and exterminate this
pest right here and now, but that wouldn't be very fair would it? Plus I would
be cheating you folks at home out of a good show. So, we're gonna give Black
Scorpion here a chance!"

"Ummph!" Black Scorpion's eyes lit up.

Argyle didn't like where this was going.

"And I reveal, her salvation!"

Another curtain opened, revealing a very scantily clad woman seated behind a
game show like podium. The woman had her hands bound behind her back, and was
dressed in a lime green, sling-shot thong bikini. A cape trailed from the back
of the bikini.

"Phantom Lady!" Senator Knight yelled out next to Argyle.

Argyle had heard of Phantom Lady, but didn't understand why she chose to fight
crime wearing next to nothing.

Like Black Scorpion, a white cloth was wrapped around Phantom Lady's mouth.
Phantom Lady blinked and groaned as the bright lights hit her. Aerobicide
strode over and pulled the gag down around Phantom Lady's neck. The barely
dressed superheroine let out a gasp.

"What is this? Let these people go!" she demanded.

"Oh what a mouth on her, keep up that attitude and we'll gag you again, and
you won't be able to save Black Scorpion." Gangster Prankster laughed.

"Mmmmph!" Black Scorpion shouted from under her gag.

Phantom Lady shut her mouth and glared at Gangster Prankster.

"Now," Gangster Prankster took a set of cards out from his pocket,"I'm going
to ask you a series of questions, if you get them right, then Black Scorpion
walks. If you get them wrong, then..."

Gangster Prankster pressed a button on the remote. The electric chair roared
to life.

"GRRRRRRRUMMMMPH!" Black Scorpion screamed as a jolt was sent through her.
Everyone in the audience screamed too.

Gangster Prankster hit another button and the chair went quiet. Black scorpion
snorted under her gag and leaned forward, her breathing heavy.

"So now that we have that out of the way, let's start!"

Phantom Lady sat up, her eyes narrowed. Gangster Prankster looked at the first
card in his hand.

"What is the symbol for gold on the periodic table?" He asked.

"Au" Phantom Lady responded almost immediately.

Gangster Prankster took out another card.

"At which temperature does water freeze?"

"32 degrees farenheit." Phantom Lady responded again.

Gangster Prankster frowned. Argyle was impressed, even though she dressed like
a stripper, Phantom Lady knew her stuff.

Gangster Prankster flipped through the cards and took out another one.

"What is the capitol of Ethiopia?" He asked.

Phantom Lady bit her lip. The entire audience waited. Black Scorpion's eyes
widened.

"Addis Ababa." She said.

"Hmmmph!" Black Scorpion let out a breath.

Gangster Prankster dropped the card and glared at her.

"You're cheating!"

Phantom Lady shook her head.

"When you're a superhero, you have to know these things."

Argyle smiled. Darcy could learn a thing or two from this lady.

Gangster Prankster flipped through the cards, then stopped at one and smiled.

"Name as many digits in PI as you can." He laughed.

"Oh that's easy... 3.14159..."

Phantom Lady started droning on, listing off number. Gangster Prankster
scowled and nodded at Aerobicide.

"256359-Ummmmph!" Aerocidde pulled the gag back up around Phantom Lady's
mouth.

"Hey!" Argyle shouted.

"GRRRMMPH!" Black Scorpion protested.

"Ummph! Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady shook her head, trying to shake loose the gag.

"Sorry darling, but you were cheating, and cheaters never win." Gangster
Prankster laughed.

"Ummmph! Ummmph!"

Phantom Lady nodded her head, trying to beckon them to remove the gag.

"Now, what is the square root of 564?" Gangster Prankster asked.

"Ummph! Mmmmmph! Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady squealed under the gag.

"Anything? Would you like a lifeline?"

"Mmmmmmph!"

"I'm sorry, that is incorrect."

Gangster Prankster laughed and pressed a button on the remote. The chair
roared to life and shot another jolt through Black Scorpion.

"MMMMMMPH!" She screamed.

"Ummmmph!Nuuuuu!Nuuuu!" Phantom Lady protested.

"Next question," Gangster Prankster took out another card, " who was the first
baseball team to win the world series?"

"Ummmph! Ummmph!" was Phantom Lady's response.

"I'm sorry, your answer must be in the form of a question." He giggled.

"Nuuuu!"

Gangster Prankster pressed another button.

"GRRRRRMMMPH!" Black Scorpion screamed again as another, longer jolt was shot
through her.

Gangster Prankster let off the remote and smiled at Phantom Lady.

"One more chance to save her, are you ready?"

"Ummph! Mlllpurrrgh!" Phantom Lady replied.

Gangster Prankster took out another card, looked it over, and giggled.

"Who is the current President of the United States?" He started laughing.

"Ummmph! Mllummph! Glllllumpph!"Phantom Lady squirmed in her chair and started
rubbing her facing against her shoulder, trying to pull down the gag.

"Look at her go!" Gangster Prankster giggled.

Phantom Lady rubbed her face against her left shoulder, but all it succeeded
in doing was moving the strap of her bikini. The strap shifted and her left
breast, already barely contained by the suit, fell loose.

"Oh Phantom Lady, this is a family show!" Gangster Prankster giggled.

"Mmmmph!" She pleaded through the gag.

"Well I'm sorry, but you are just out of time, as are you Black Scorpion."

"UMMMMMMPH!" Black Scorpion screamed from under the gag.

Gangster Prankster's finger hovered over a large red button on the remote. He
looked over to Phantom Lady.

"After this, just wait and see what we have planned for you." He laughed.

"Ummmph!" Her eyes widened.

Gangster Prankster pressed the red button. Black Scorpion's eyes widened.

Everything went dark.

"What?" Argyle heard Gangster Prankster shout from the pitch black theater.

Argyle smiled. It was obvious when they gave him the blue prints as to what
they wanted to use the chair for. Even though he was forced at gun point to
build it, there was no way he was building the machine that would be the death
of his closest friend. So he built a fail safe, if ever the maximum voltage
was selected, it would blow it's own circuit and all the circuits around it.
And the straps that held Black Scorpion in were magnetic, powered by the
circuit that was just blown.

***

"Someone please tell me what is happening!" Gangster Prankster screamed.

Burke took out his phone and switched on it's flashlight. These damn old
buildings.

"Someone get down to the basement and reset the circuits!" Burke ordered.

"Yes! I will not let my moment be ruined by faulty wiring!" Gangster Prankster
screamed.

Burke looked around, their hostages were quiet. He hoped that maybe the surge
had done away with Black Scorpion before the power went but he knew that was
wishful thinking. His phone lighting the way, he strolled over to the massive
electric chair where she was manacled.

Except the chair was empty. Burke gasped.

Shit!

He turned around to find a gloved hand flying right into his face.

***

Argyle waited in his seat, if he knew Darcy, she would be taking full
advantage of this. After a moment, the lights slowly came back. Gangster
Prankster stood in the same spot on the stage.

"Fine, now if we can just-" He turned around and froze.

Black Scorpion was no longer in the chair. Instead, Burke, unconscious, was
strapped in her place.

Gangster Prankster wheeled around. Phantom Lady was gone too.

"Nooo! It's ruined!"

Aerobicide rushed to his side, arms up, ready to fight.

"It's not ruined yet, but it will be."

Gangster Prankster and Aerobicide wheeled around. Black Scorpion and Phantom
Lady stood at the back of the stage. Phantom Lady had fixed the strap of her
costume and both women stood, arms crossed.

"This ends now." Phantom Lady glared at them.

"Get them!" Gangster Prankster shouted, but no one responded. He looked around
to see that all his henchmen lie in a heap, unconscious, no doubt taken out
during the outage.

Gangster Prankster squealed and jumped off the stage, heading for the main
door. Aerobicided booked to stage right.

"I'll go after her!" Black Scorpion shouted.

Phantom Lady jumped off the stage and took off after Gangster Prankster.

***

Backstage was like a labyrinth, with bits of scenery and walls forming all
sorts of twists and turns. Aerobicide ran, knowing defeat when she saw it. She
heard bootsteps behind her, no doubt Black Scorpion. She needed an escape
plan, and quick.

She rounded a corner and came to a table, where the mask to her Black Scorpion
costume lay. An idea formed in her head and she smiled.

***

Black Scorpion was looking forward to beating on Aerobicide, or anyone for
that matter. She had spent the last few hours of her life completely helpless,
bound and gagged, and wanted to return the favor to someone, but first she
would rip that Black Scorpion outfit off of Aerobicide and leave her hogtied
and naked for the police to take. She would humiliate her like Black Scorpion
was humiliated.

Black Scorpion turned a corner into a dark hallway and paused to catch her
breath. Suddenly, a black gloved hand clamped over her mouth, while another
hand wrapped around her waist.

"Hmmmph!" Black Scorpion protested.

"Oh Black Scorpion," Aerobicide purred in her ear, "We have stop meeting like
this."

***

Phantom Lady tackled Gangster Prankster just as he reached the doors. His face
bounced off of the hard, wooden frame and she brought him to the ground,
twisting his arms behind him.

"Not going anywhere now, Gangster Prankster." she said.

"And how is that?" He laughed, struggling against her grip.

She reached one hand behind her back and tugged her cape free from her bikini.
The straps covering her breasts fell loose, exposing her heaving bosom.
Quickly, she wrapped the cape around Gangster Prankster's wrists and then
extended some of it to his feet, wrapping it around his legs, leaving him
hog-tied.

"Hey, no fair! I'm the one that ties you up!" He protested.

"Not this time." She smiled and got up. She took the straps of her bikini and
wrapped them together at the back of her neck, covering up her nudity to the
best of her ability. Phantom Lady turned around to oversee the rest of the
theater, time to free the hostages.

***

It didn't take Phantom Lady long to free everyone, and most made a run for the
door, Senator Knight saw that everyone got out and assured her that he would
call the police. Only one hostage, a young black man, stayed. He walked up to
her, trying his best to maintain eye contact, and extended a hand.

"Argyle." he said.

"Phantom Lady." she smiled.

"Good job back there." he said.

"Thanks, though a lot goes to Black Scorpion, as stubborn as she is."

"Yes she is," Argyle laughed, "Speaking of, where is she?"

Phantom Lady's face grew concerned.

"Good question."

She hopped up on stage, hoping that Black Scorpion hadn't fallen into more
trouble.

As if on cue, Black Scorpion emerged from behind a curtain.

"Oh there you are, I was worried."

"About what?" Black Scorpion looked confused.

"I thought that Aerobicide had given you some trouble."

"What? Oh no, she got away."

"Oh, I just thought maybe you need rescuing..."

Black Scorpion glared at her.

"Rescuing?" she said.

"Well, you have a gift for getting into trouble." Phantom Lady looked down,
rubbing her arms.

"Oh lady, you're in a heap of trouble now." Argyle laughed.

"Look who's talking, you should come with your own ransom note!" Black
Scorpion shouted.

"Hey, when I first saw you, you were bound and gagged! I tried to rescue you!"

"Ladies, maybe we could continue this!"

"Quiet!" both women shouted. Argyle closed his mouth and looked down.

Black Scorpion strolled over to one of the unconscious henchman and took one
of the rolls of duct tape from his pocket.

"Shall we see who's the real damsel in distress? Winner gets to tie up the
looser?" Black Scorpion suggested.

"Hey that's enough!" Argyle shouted.

"Oh no, I'm in!" Phantom Lady smiled and threw up her hands in a defensive
stance.

***

Backstage was completely deserted, but not quiet. Muffled cries pierced the
dark, maze.

"Mmmmmph! Mmmmmph! Ummmpph!"

A massive, white bag was propped in a corner. The bag heaved and shuffled as
someone inside fought to get free. The drawstring on top was loosening as
someone fought their way out from within.

"Hmmmph! Nnmmmpummllph!"

Finally, the drawstring came loose and the real Black Scorpion poked her head
out. A thick white cloth was wrapped around her mouth, gagging her tightly.
She wobbled as she struggled to stand. After a moment, she straightened
herself out and took a hop. Black Scorpion struggled to maintain her balance,
her feet were tied together and her arms bound behind her back inside the bag,
but she was able to stand and steady herself.

"Grrrrmmmph!" she took another hop.

***

Aerobicide, wearing her Black Scorpion disguise, held Phantom Lady's dental
floss bikini in her hand triumphantly.

"Mmmmph! Ummmph!"

Aerobicide looked down at her naked captive. She had easily defeated Phantom
Lady in combat, ripped off her "costume" and bound her hand and foot with duct
tape, finishing it off by wrapping several layers around her mouth.

"Ummmph! Ummmph!" Phantom Lady beckoned her over, signalling for her to be
untied. Aerobicide placed a foot on Phantom Lady's back and looked at the
bikini in her hand.

"You know, I think I'll keep this as a trophy, since I am the better
superheroine. Looks like you were the damsel in distress all along."

"Grrrrmmmph!" Phantom wriggled helplessly under her captor.

Argyle looked on, confused.

"So uhh, shouldn't we be going."

Aerobicide snapped out of it, forgetting about him.

"Oh yeah. I'm uh... gonna stick around, see if there's any more thugs lying
around.

"Hmmmph!" Phantom Lady protested again.

"What about her?" Argyle asked.

"Oh, she's from Opal City, so why don't you take her back there. Don't untie
her until you get her there. Let this serve as a reminder for her to stay off
our turf."

"Hummmph! Mmmmph!" her naked captive heaved up and down, her bare ass
clenched.

"Uh sure". Argyle bent over and lifted the naked superheroine up.

"Ummmph! Mmmmph! Ummph!" Phantom Lady pleaded with him through the gag.

"Sorry, gotta do what the boss says." He shrugged and lifted Phantom Lady over
his shoulder.

"Mmmph! Ummph! Mmmmph!" Phantom Lady struggled and kicked as Argyle carried
her towards the nearest exit.

Aerobicide watched, hands on her hips. Once they got a head start she would
book it out of the theater and back to her hideout. It was time to skip town,
plus it was only a matter of time before the real Black Scorpion got loose.

"Hmmmph!" Phantom Lady protested as Argyle opened a back door into the night
and stepped out.

After a moment, Aerobicide hopped off the stage and headed towards the main
doors.

***

Black Scorpion, still in the bag, and still bound and gagged hopped onto the
stage.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!"

She could see Aerobicide heading towards the doors at the rear of the theater.
The rest of the theater was deserted except for the unconscious henchmen,
Burke, unconscious and bound to the chair, and Gangster Prankster, tied up at
the back of the stage.

"Hllummmmph! Glllummmph! Ummmph!

Aerobicide stepped over the hog-tied clown and out the main doors.

"Hmmmph! Mmmph! Noooommmph!"

Black Scorpion hopped across the stage, grumbling into the gag. She hated
bondage.

THE END