Only one will remain - Chap 2
By Neptune
Housewife vs Actress


These stories follow the premise of the "Highlander" series, where super-
natural beings fight to the death until only one remains.  Except in this 
case, the combatants are all women in LA and battle with their super-
human strength as opposed to swords.  All of the women received their 
powers at the same time.

Skye

Skye was an actress on the verge of stardom.  She knew that her career 
would take off as soon as she got that first break.  Her portfolio was full of 
small roles in major pictures, and she had all the physical tools to become 
a major star.  She was late twenties with a beautiful face and the lack of 
height that made her compatible with all of the leading men. Unfortunately 
for her, she had never had that breakout supporting role that got her the 
notice from the studios to invest in her for a starring role.

The recent magical transformation that made her Super had changed 
everything.  Her body used to be thin like the majority of the Hollywood 

set, but now her defined muscles set her apart from the rest of the crowd.  
The instant transformation made her a hit on the talk show circuit, where 
she informed the masses about her diet and exercise plan that had 
yielded such results so quickly (even though none existed.)  Suddenly, 
she was the go-to actress for female action roles, cornering a market that 
had yet to be fully monopolized by a single woman.  While she kept the 
true extent of her power secret as the rules demanded, she never 
hesitated to use just enough to overpower the string of male talk show 
hosts that challenged her to armwrestle.

Skye's latest picture was likely to be her vehicle to the stardom she 
craved.  She was following the Arnold formula of being the bad girl in an 
action film to make her mark.  It was gratifying to take on a role where she 
actually got to kick so much ass in hand-to-hand combat sequences, 
dispatching men with ease over the course of the film.  Her suddenly 
acquired physical gifts made the requirement for stunt doubles minimal, 
and she relished the opportunity to showcase her skills.  It also helped 
her train for the coming combat that accompanied her powers.  

Of course, she was dismayed that she could not train at full strength for 
the coming battle, and she wondered how easily she could dispatch these 
skilled movie fighters due to her tremendous strength advantage.  Also, 
the fact that the script called for her defeat at the hands of the stick figure 
marquee name heroine in the end steamed her a bit, but it was all in the 
name of furthering her career.  Sometimes Skye would fantasize about 
walking up to the stick figure's trailer while the star was in it, pressing it 
over her head, and hurling it into a wall.  

Peggy

Peggy was a happy housewife.  She had come to Hollywood from the 
mid-West looking to be discovered like so many before her, but a life in 
movies was not in the cards.  But she had lucked out anyway, as a 
moderately successful movie producer had noticed her at a restaurant 
she was working at one day.  While he never placed her in a movie, he 
did end up marrying her and providing her with a good life.  While she 
never enjoyed the fruits of super-stardom, she had a nice middle-income 
life with no real stress.  Her husband liked her mid-Western background, 
and she dedicated herself to it as his devoted wife.  

Peggy cooked their meals and cleaned their house, and had the rest of 
her time to herself.  Sometimes, her husband would go away for weeks or 
months at a time on work, so she would have even more time available.  
During these periods, she would find herself gravitating toward the movie 
sets in Hollywood.  The passes she possessed as the spouse of an 
employee on the sets gave her access to the entire production facility.  
She loved to luck into Extra work, just to be close to the stars she had 
dreamed about becoming earlier in life.  

When she had become Super, her husband had not been around.  
Luckily, he was in the middle of an especially long jaunt away when it 
happened, so she could explain it away as her new dedication to working 
out while he was gone.  She hated hiding things from her husband, but 
she honored the rules and never demonstrated her new strength to him.  
Of course, she didn't hesitate to use it in her work around the house, 
whether it was uprooting small trees or cleaning underneath the heavy 
furniture.  

Battle

It was late in the afternoon, and Peggy had finished her chores for the 
day, so she decided to head into the studio area to see if she could catch 
anything.  Her husband was away again, and would be for a while so she 
needed something to combat the loneliness.  Checking the production 
schedule for the major studios that her husband maintained on the home 
computer, she saw that an upcoming action film was being shot that day.  
Peggy threw on a sexy sleeveless blouse and leather skirt combination 
and went out to catch the end of day production.  She figured that she 
might as well flaunt this perfect body now that she had it.

Skye had finished up her work for the day, and she was now sitting 
around while the crews broke down the set.  She was still in her 
sweat/dirt/blood makeup and the tattered clothes that were supposed to 
represent a tough day putting the hurt on the good guys.  The director 
had not yet given them permission to leave, and he was off with the 
editing crew reviewing the day's shots.  Until he gave the say so, 
everyone was obliged to wait and be available to reshoot anything that 
didn't come out right.  Everyone except the star heroine, of course, who 
had long since retired to her trailer before heading off to the hotel for the 
evening.

By the time Peggy arrived at the studios, she was disappointed to 
discover that most of the filming was done for the day.  In fact, because of 
the overcast weather, all but one of the productions had shut down early 
for the day according to the guard at the gate.  The huge lot was actually 
pretty much deserted.  Peggy was about to turn the car around and leave, 
but something drew her inside.  She flashed her spouse badge at the 
guard and pulled the car inside.  She parked the car in the lot she usually 
used and got out of the car.  She could feel her blood pressure rising and 
her muscles tensing as she got out of the car, and she suddenly realized 
why.  She headed off in a direction dictated by her instincts, 
understanding that her destiny was at hand.

The director finally gave everyone release for the day, and Skye rose 
from her chair to head back to her hotel.  As she stood, Skye felt a 
prickling on the back of her neck and then a pulse of electricity down her 
spine.  Instinctively, she recognized the feeling as the proximity of another 
Super.  She glanced around quickly to the rest of the people around her, 
but they were all double-timing it out of the area to head for home.  
Besides, she felt a pull in a certain direction away from the studio and that 
her opponent was not very close.  She headed off in that direction, 
ignoring the makeup lady that was surprised to see Skye walking out 
before having the makeup removed.  Of course, the makeup lady sighed 
to herself, Skye did look pretty awesome with her magnificent muscles 
highlighted by the makeup to look even more imposing.

Skye headed out of the back of the studio and walked over toward the 
outdoor sets.  With each few steps, she could feel her pulse spinning up 
and her muscles tensing further.  A wave of increasing power flowed over 
her as she made her way onward.  She became even more aware of her 
changing physiology as she left all the other people in the set behind.  
When she had cleared earshot of the activity in the studio she had left, 
she could almost hear her blood pressure rising in her ears.  She 
continued to march forward, with curious trepidation but quietly confident 
in her abilities.

Peggy found herself in front of a huge locked building about the same 
size and shape as a large airplane hangar.  There was a huge metal 
garage door in the front of the building, and a smaller person-sized door 
next to it.  For some reason, she was driven to enter the building.  
Because she felt supercharged and her muscles felt ready to explode if 
they weren't used shortly, she decided to test her muscles against the 
large garage door rather than destroy the simple person entrance.  She 
bent her knees and reached down to the bottom-left corner of the huge 
metal sliding door, working her hands along the left side and underneath.  
She crushed the metal easily in her hands to establish a firm grip.  Then, 
with a grunt, she exploded upwards from the knees while maintaining her 
grip on the door.  The metal groaned as it peeled open like aluminum foil, 
and Peggy maintained the momentum of the door and pulled with her 
arms over her head until the door had yielded a space large enough for 
her to fit through.  

Skye had already entered the building through a less dramatic entrance 
and had made her way inside.  The building was full of machinery props 
used in the movie productions.  When Skye heard the groaning of the 
yielding metal across the building, she knew that the battle was at hand.  
Skye reached over for one of the many junkyard-ready cars in the 
building, and lifted it over her head.  She was surprised that her pulsing 
muscles handled the weight so easily.  Then she began jogging toward 
the noise with the huge weight cocked and ready to hurl.  She had no 
desire to make this a fair fight, and hoped to end it quickly.

Peggy stepped through the hole she had just manufactured with her 
mighty muscles and flexed her biceps for her own admiration.  She 
marveled at how the skin on her arms appeared to stretch and become 
thinner while trying to contain her bulging muscles and veins.  She was 
torn from her self-examination by a pulsing sensation in her ears, and she 
looked up to see a woman with a large object over her head jogging 
toward her.  Knowing instantly that the battle was here, Peggy launched 
to the attack herself.  She grabbed hold of a junky car that was close to 
her and pressed it into the air.  Then she started running toward the other 
woman, brandishing her car in a similar manner.

Skye wished that she had hurled the car earlier, because she now saw 
the other woman lifting a car of her own.  Now Skye changed strategies 
and planned to use the car as a club or as defense if the other woman 
decided to throw her weapon.  She continued to make her way rapidly 
toward the other woman, noticing for the first time that the woman's outfit 
was very nice but not completely suitable for a battle to the death.  Skye 
smiled and thought of her own appearance with the fake blood and dirt 
covering her pumped muscles, feeling that it was much more appropriate.

Neither woman released her grip on her car, and the two vehicles met in a 
collision in front of the two women when they reached each other.  The 
velocity of the cars was manufactured by each woman attempting to strike 
the other, and the energy created by the impact shattered both vehicles.  
The energy also transferred to the women themselves, who were each 
thrown back a little by the force of the impact and lost their respective 
grips on their weapons.  Each woman sat on their rumps for a second 
where they had fallen and surveyed the other while their heads cleared.  
Then they jumped up almost in unison and returned to the battle.

It was Skye who took the early advantage, landing a series of punches to 
Peggy's midsection as Peggy sought to grapple.  Peggy hunched forward 
in response to the unbelievably powerful blows Skye had generated.  
Skye followed up her initial attack with a knee to Peggy's face, brought 
into range due to Peggy's bent-over state after the stomach punches.  
The blow caught Peggy on the forehead, rather than on the nose where 
Skye was aiming.  The blow flung Peggy backwards, but didn't inflict as 
much damage as the intended blow would have.

Peggy landed on her backside a few steps backward from where she had 
been.  She quickly regained her senses as she sat up and sensed the 
other woman's approach.  As the woman reached for her throat with both 
of her hands, Peggy grabbed them and brought her leg up between the 
other woman's legs as hard as she could.  The resulting powerful kick to 
the woman's crotch area sent the woman hurtling through the air in an 
extended arc.  Peggy watched the woman fly across the room until she 
was lost behind some of the machinery.  Peggy was gratified to hear a 
crash as the woman's body struck some unknown piece of hardware.  
Peggy leapt to her feet to continue the attack, hopeful that the rough 
landing would have taken something out of her opponent.

As Skye flew through the air, she had a couple of seconds to regret her 
sloppy attack.  The overconfidence that accompanied her strength was 
obviously misspent here, and the force of that kick was enough to 
convince Skye that her opponent was likely as strong as she was.  As she 
landed in a pile of I-beams, the sound made her wince more than the pain 
from the impact.  Skye grabbed one of the large beams in one hand, 
using her strength to crush a solid grip for herself in one end of the beam.  
She felt relatively comfortable in her position in the warehouse behind 
some tall equipment, so she stayed put and waited for the other Super to 
reveal herself.

Peggy reached the eighteen wheeler trailer the other woman had barely 
flown over and come crashing down behind it.  Peggy wanted a finishing 
weapon and figured that the massive object before her would do as well 
as any other.  She tipped the large empty trailer sideways as she worked 
her hands underneath it, until she had a solid grip on the middle of the 
bottom.  Then Peggy flexed her pumped muscles and pressed the trailer 
upward.  She balanced the huge metal object overhead and then looked 
around for her opponent.  

When Skye had seen the huge trailer in front of her tipping toward her, 
she had instinctively jumped backwards.  Unfortunately, her leap onto the 
stack of I-beams had not worked out as she had planned.  The once 
neatly piled stack taken had been jumbled somewhat upon her initial 
crash into the side of the pile.  Then her landing on the pile part way up of 
the stack with the additional weight of the I-beam in her hand caused 
further damage.  Skye was caught in a waterfall of metal as the pile 
crumbled beneath her, and she ended up on her backside partly encased 
by the heavy beams.

By the time Peggy had hefted the huge trailer into the air, the metal had 
already started cascading around her opponent.  As the dust settled, 
Peggy saw the other woman disoriented in the middle of a pile of metal 
jutting in all directions.  Peggy strode forward a couple of steps and drove 
the trailer down with both hands like a hammer on top of the other woman.  
Maintaining her grip, Peggy hefted the trailer back into the air above her 
head and surveyed the scene.  The trailer was heavily damaged, crushed 
and punctured where it had struck the jutting I-beams.  It maintained its 
mass, however, so it was still a valuable weapon.

Peggy could see that her attack had been successful.  The other woman 
had been smashed down into the pile, and some of the protection 
afforded her by the cocoon of metal had been smashed away.  Fueled by 
the anticipation of victory.  Peggy pounded the massive trailer onto the 
other woman's body again and again, visualizing driving her like a nail 
right through the ground.  The weight of the trailer reduced in significance 
with each incredible blow, and Peggy rapidly continued to rain the 
massive structure down on the other woman's helpless body over and 
over.  Finally, the structure of the trailer disintegrated in Peggy's hands 
after numerous blows, and Peggy flung the pieces aside.

After all of the destructive force of Peggy's incredible weapon, all that 
remained in the near vicinity was the prone body of the other woman.  
The other woman was battered and bleeding, but amazingly appeared to 
still be breathing.  Peggy was filled with trepidation at allowing the other 
woman to recover, so she scanned around for a finishing weapon.  Peggy 
went over to the closest fully intact I-beam and hefted into the air.  She 
marveled at how easily she crushed the beam upon itself as she bent it in 
half.  Then she continued to easily bend the toughened metal into a loop-
the-loop shape, the incredible noise belying the ease with which she 
molded the toughened metal like clay.  When she had finished the shape 
she wanted, she marched back over to the other woman's body.

Peggy roughly hefted the other woman's body into the air with one hand 
and verified that she was still indeed breathing.  Then she placed the 
other woman's head through the hole in the loop shape she had created, 
until the metal surrounded the woman's neck like a loose collar.  Then 
Peggy grasped both ends of the girder and began to pull the ends 
outward.  The metal shrieked as Peggy applied her terrific strength to the 
task, and the collar tightened around the woman's throat.  As Peggy 
continued to pull the ends outward with unbelievable force, she could see 
the woman's face changing color.  The other woman put up a futile effort 
to pull the metal away, but was no match for the reinforced metal in her 
weakened state.  

As Peggy sensed impending victory, she continued to find reserves of 
strength to increase her power.  The metal continued to crush the 
woman's neck smaller and smaller, and her face transformed from red to 
blue.  Peggy wanted to pull harder, to decapitate the woman, and 
continued to apply her pumped muscles with ever increasing force.  
Finally, Peggy's efforts were rewarded with an audible crack as the other 
woman's Super neck muscles finally gave way and the bones underneath 
were crushed.  While it was not the goal her frenzied self had come to 
pursue, the obvious victory was good enough.  Peggy dropped the metal 
and the ruined woman to the ground, cherishing the blood flowing through 
her muscles and the memory of her incredible power.

Then, before Peggy could make another move, a bright light filled with 
sparks surrounded both women.  The light grew so bright and the energy 
so overcame her that she closed her eyes.  Eventually, the crackling and 
the energy receded, and Peggy opened her eyes to notice that her 
opponent's deceased body was gone.  Peggy smiled with satisfaction and 
then made her way out of the warehouse.  She moved with alarming 
speed in leaving the area in case anyone had overheard the ruckus 
raised in the battle.  

When she reached her car without being accosted by anyone, she 
calmed down immediately.  She drove her car out of the lot and gave the 
guard a friendly smile and wave.  The guard just shook his head as she 
drove off, amazed by her awesome physique and imagining what it must 
be like to sleep with such a powerful woman.  If only he knew the extent of 
her power_