"BANE DISSAPPEARS FROM PRISON"
The headline rankled in Bruce Wayne's mind. Bane, his most formidable physical challenge, an experiment gone bad. Bane used a steroid called Venom. It was injected directly into his body and brain increasing his strength and muscle mass. The only way he could defeat Bane was to cut off his supply of Venom by cutting the tubes feeding his body. What if Bane discovered a new material for his pipelines, one such that could not be cut easily?
"DISSAPPEARS"
" Hum..." He thought." Dissappears....not escaped." He read thru the article and found out that there was no sign of forcible entry or escape.... vanished....without a trace.
The buzzer of his intercom shook him back to reality.
" Mr. Wayne, your....um.....two o'clock is here."
" Yes Miss Baxter, send her in." Ho..Hum. Another client wanting to show him some new product for Wayne Enterprises, He'll make this meeting short.
He put his head down...pretending to read some stock reports or something... but his sixth sense kicked in when he heard the quick, light footsteps that carried alot of weight effortlessly. Looking up, he was not prepared for who stood before him. He was expecting a older woman, not some young girl. She looked him eye to eye, and was wearing a smart, stylish, form-fitting business suit. The hip-hugging, mid-thigh skirt had a long slit up the left side. The jacket was buttoned at the tiny waistline, which accentuated what must have been the largest, firmest breasts he had ever seen. Where those her nipples poking thru the thick material?
" Bruce Wayne" He said, extending his hand.
" Amy Brigand-Anderson. Nice to meet you."
Firm grip. Bruce thought. That name rang a bell, but he couldn't remember where he read it before. She was younger than he expected.
" Mr. Wayne. I will not waste your time. I have come to present a product that will bring Wayne Enterprises a foothold in the textile market...one you do not have now. It is a fabric that will shield the body from cold and moisture, and will let the air circulate."
" There is already such a product."
" I'm sure you don't want your customers to wear clothes made from feminine hygiene products. This suit, for instance, is made from this fabric. Here...." Amy took a piece of the fabric she had in her purse and spread it out on the floor." This fabric also cushions the ground...you can be on stone and it will feel like your sleeping on a plush sofa.
Sure...I'm game. Bruce thought. But to his surprise it was soft to lie down on.
" And its good to...how low a temperature?"
"50 degrees below zero." Answered Amy. " I field tested this material myself.
Bruce found himself thinking about Mr. Freeze.
"We'll see about that. We have a cold storage facility that we could test it in, let's go. Miss Baxter...he spoke into his intercom. "Cancel the rest of my afternoon appointments, and tell Sam I'm coming to visit his department."
Two hours later they again were in Bruce's office. The testing of the material lead to an exhaustive and informative tour of the facilities. Ms. Brigand Anderson had extensive knowledge of chemistry and science as well as mathematics. She even showed them how to increase efficiency and production.
"As you can see Mr. Wayne...there are many uses for this material. This will give your company a leg up on the competition and revitalize your textile interests."
" And now to the nitty-gitty. How much is this going to cost me?"
" 40 % of sales..20% in stocks in the company and 20% in cash."
" I had 10% of sales in mind." He realized that he had to have the patent and the formula of this material...the possibilities raced thru Bruce's mind. But he wasn't about to pay no 40%.
Without a word...Amy started packing her materials away. Once finished...she extended her hand.
" Thank you for your time Mr. Wayne. I have a meeting with LEXcorp in Metropolis day after tomorrow. A company with more extensive ties to the military may see the usefulness of my ideas."
"Can't let her out of my office." Bruce thought." Say, Ms. Anderson, I'm sure we could hammer out a deal...let me call my accountant..."
One hour later the figure of 25% was agreed on and signed. Amy used Bruce's office phone to cancel her appointment with LEXcorp. Bruce grinned smugly as he heard an irate Lex Luthor on the other end of the line.
" This has been a afternoon beneficial to us both." Said Amy." But I have to go shopping for some shoes, I have a exhibition to attend tonight."
"What a coincidence...so do I. It's the "Weapons as Art" exhibit at Gotham Museum. I have a couple of pieces on display there."
"Really? I'm to attend the same exhibit!"
" Say...." Bruce started to use that well honed charm." Do you... have a date? I would like you to accompany me."
" Is this business or pleasure?" Asked Amy coyly.
" Both...I do attend social functions from time to time with my business partners, clients and stockholders."
" I would be happy to. Pick me up at the Hilton at 8 o'clock."
" I'll be there." Bruce said as he shook her hand. It was when she made her way to the door that he saw how long and strong Amy's legs were. Her huge, thick, shapely, calves bunching up and relaxing as she walked.
"Looking a little...chipper?..eh Master Bruce?" Said Alfred from the wheel of the limo.
" Yeah..I'll say...I haven't seen you smile in a long time...er- apart from kicking ass." Tim Drake was actually looking forward to the exhibit tonight. ..at last...something cool...weapons!
" Good day...good deal...good client. Its days like today that help me remember that I'm also a businessman. Wayne Enterprises is going to make a pile of money from this deal. Alfred, I need the bat-costumes redone with the new material as soon as possible."
"Yes...Master Bruce."
" Boy you ARE in a good mood. Who are we picking up now?
" My client, Tim, she's staying at the Gotham Hilton."
A low whistle came from Tim." Rich huh?"
" If not now...she's going to be. Good...here we are. Alfred her name is Amy Brigand-Anderson. Please go in and collect her.
"Yes...Master Bruce."
The Gotham Hilton was one of the city's historical landmarks, and also voted one of the best hotels in the world...along with the Ritz in Metropolis. It occupied an entire city block with giant statues at every corner. Statues adorned all the major tourist sites in Gotham City , from the very old to post modernism to the abstract in style and construction. The Hilton was from the old school, opulent almost to the point of decadence.
" A clent eh..with this much money? I'm surprised that you would take out someone that old and stuffy...probably some old battleaxe." Tim sat in his seat impatiently, looking out the window.
"Oh...I wouldn't say that."
"Here you are M'lady." The door opened and Tim could feel the Limo dip as Bruce's so called "date" got in. Yeah... some fat...old...battleaxe that weighs a ton." Tim thought.
"Tim..I'd like you to meet Amy...Amy this is my ward..Tim Drake."
" Hi..Tim." Said a surprisingly youthful voice. Probably trying to sound younger or something.
" Hi...UH..." Tim's mouth started to gape. Sitting by Bruce was not some battleaxe, but a young , beautiful girl not that much older than himself. She wore a white coat over her shoulders and the slit of her evening gown came up almost to her hip. The coat was not fastened in the front, it couldn't be, for it could not hold the vast amount of cleavage fully displayed. Tim was too busy gaulking that he didn't notice Amy smiling at him.
" Master Timothy...please close your mouth or an insect will fly in and set up residence." Amy and Bruce started to chuckle, even Alfred was heard laughing softly.
Gotham Museum...like the Hilton...was from the old school, built over 75 years ago. Additions were consistent with the museum's history. Tonight's event had a good turnout, with visiting dignitaries and business tycoons in attendance. Gotham P.D. was there in full force, Commissioner Gordon himself commander in chief.
" Have a good time M'Lady...Master Bruce. And Master Timothy...I'll be here in case you get bored." Said Alfred as he opened the door.
"Don't worry about me Alfred... this is going to be waaayyy kewel." Tim ran ahead and up the stairs, turning around he saw Bruce and Amy walking up behind him. Boy, she's tall, he thought.
"Check your coats please?" Said the attendant.
Amy gracefully turned to let Bruce remove her coat. When he did...he took in a small sharp breath. Amy's dress was a backless, strapless gown made of dark blue satin. Thick, bulging trapezius and deltoid muscles greeted his eyes, along with huge arms and forearms. She was bigger than he was! As she turned slowly around and smiled at him, he couldn't help but notice the large nipples jutting out from under her low -cut evening gown. As she gently took his proffered arm, he could feel the vibrant energy flow from her. She was not shy in the least about her endowments. Head up, chest thrust out, she carried herself with a grace and confidence that was, contagious. Bruce found himself walking a little straighter, his chest thrust out a little more than usual.
When they entered the main exhibit hall, the room lit up with the flashes from every camera in the room. Amy's radiant smile and Bruce's smug grin would make the society sections of the papers tomorrow for sure.
"Who is she?" Many people whispered that question, including Barbara Gordon...the Commissioner's daughter. Grabbing Tim by the scruff of the neck, she pumped him with questions about this new woman in Bruce Wayne's life.
"All right Tim, who's that over-inflated floozie?"
" She's not a floozie!" Tim shot back much to his surprise." For one thing, no floozie is buffed out like that. I'll bet my allowance that she's stronger than Bruce. And she's smart..you should of heard them both on the way over here..talking chemistry and ..." Business models?" Anyway, she's not that much older than me you know... and we're going out for pizza and video games later this week."
"Still...this one's different. Look at Bruce, I've never seen him pay so much attention to a woman before. And he's acting like a real gentleman...not some billionaire playboy." Barbara was developing a grudging respect toward this young woman.
" Are you done? I want to check out all this neat stuff! Let's go!"
They went from exhibit to exhibit looking at all kinds of swords, spears and throwing implements. Each had a pedigree of fine workmanship plus great value. Most of the weapons on display were meant as gifts. But the largest crowd was gathered around a unusual piece of weaponry... a marvelous blade which was a cross between a kantana and a broadsword. A large blue gem adorned the end of the hilt. Simple and elegant, also deadly if wielded by an expert.
"WOW...KEWEL!
" Stay back you little brat, and don't touch nutt'in." Detective Harvey Bullock was standing by the glass encased treasure.
" Hey..is'nt it time for you to get some donuts or something?" Countered Tim.
" I don't care who you are...you touch this thing and I'll kick your little butt clear into next week."
" I'll be back fatstuff....you wait! Tim scampered away to get reinforcements. And soon arrived with Bruce and Amy in tow. The crowd seemed to stand back to let them pass.
" Well...eh...Hiya Ms. Anderson." Bullock took off his hat as Amy approached along side Bruce." This beaut is safe with me, you can take that to the bank." He said as he put his hand on the glass encasing the weapon.
Amy reached out and shook Bullock's hand. " Thank you Mr. Bullock, I feel good knowing that you're on the job." Bullock started to blush at the compliment.
" This.... is... YOURS?!" Tim said incredulously.
" It is...a nice, elegant weapon." Bruce admitted. Now he remembered where he saw her name, on the exhibitor's list. How did she get on that list in the first place?
" Do ya know how to use it? Or did you get it just for show? "
" Shaaadap you little twerp..that's no way to talk to a lady." Bullock was about to drag Time out when Amy cleared her throat.
"Will you all excuse me? I need to freshen up a little." Amy walked past them towards that lady's room, followed closely by Barbara Gordon.
Barbara entered the lady's room in time to see Amy kick off her high heels and start to adjust her makeup in front of the mirror. As Amy bent her arm to apply her lipstick, Barbara rolled her eyes upward in disbelief at the sight of Amy's massive bicep.She had just too much of...of...everything!
" That's a nice color of lipstick, where did you buy it?" Began Barbara.
" At Macy's this afternoon. I thought it would go good with this dress. But these shoes are a real pain...I should of brought my other pair from home."
" I know what you mean....women's shoes must be designed by men. I wonder if they try them on before making them.?"
" They don't have the guts..I bet." Amy tried to frown and smile at the same time. The look made Barbara smile, she was starting to like this unusual girl.
The both of them chatted for a while about men, make-up and clothes. Amy was just finished putting on her high- heels when the sound of shattering glass startled them both.
Shards of glass fell from the ceiling, causing the crowd to scatter. Six cloaked figures descended from ropes and ran thru the crowd. The police tried to stop them but the shadows moved too fast, each policeman was disarmed quickly and painfully. Harvey Bullock showed the most resistance, but it took two seconds instead of one to render him incapacitated. Breaking glass was herd from select exhibits, their contents removed.
A tall, cloaked figure with a large staff banged on the floor for attention.
" Stay still...or be killed..yes..thank you." A hush fell over the crowd as the henchmen gathered around their leader.
" I am The Shogun..Master Teacher of all the martial arts. I come to claim what is mine by heritage and tradition. No one will be harmed as long as you all stay still."
The largest of the shadows knelt on one knee before his Master, proffering Amy's shining blade.
"Tetsu, what is this you bring me?"
" Master. It is a blade of fine workmanship and high value. Forgive your servant for his forwardness, but I deemed this blade to be worthy of us."
" You are correct Tetsu, it is a beautiful blade, though the design is something I have not seen before. Yes...bring it...we must be going....."
"You're not going AMYWHERE." Called a strong, youthful voice from the window." I've found you at last, Shogun, you're nothing but a two-bit thief. I'm taking you in."
"Nightwing." Whispered Tim.
" Brave words form an upstart...take, him and be sure to make him understand the punishment for insulting us." The Shogun stamped his staff on the floor and all five of the shadows converged on Nightwing in a blur of speed.
Nightwing was a good martial artist in his own right, but his opponents were different, they were stronger and faster than anyone he had fought before. Soon he was pushed to his physical limit and his skill fell short of the standard needed to win against even one of his assailants, let alone five. Soon he was restrained by all four limbs, held fast by vise-like grips. The largest of the five then started to pummel Nightwings body with blinding fast and powerful punches.
" STOP IT!"
The huge warrior continued to rain blows on Nightwing, ignoring the female voice trying to sound commanding. One punch rendered the so-called vigilante unconscious. The last punch was to be the deathblow. The huge man roared as he put all of his great strength and weight into the punch that was to be Nightwing's last.
The blow never fell.
"I SAID STOP!"
The warriors elbow was held motionless by a grip so powerful that it was rendered motionless. Frantic pulling could not free the thug's elbow. With a yell of anger the warrior put all his strength and might into his other elbow as he whipped around to smash his remaining limb into the jaw of this temporary captor. But that blow never reached its mark. For it was caught in the same powerful grip as the other elbow. The next sound everyone head was that of two joints being crushed into shards. Two massive, muscular arms were now rendered useless. A well-placed kick to the knee joint brought the giant to his knees.
" You won't be needing this any longer." Amy said as she took her blade from the giant's backpack.
The other four warriors threw Nightwings bruised body to the ground, and drew their own swords.
With her right hand Amy gathered up her dress, freeing her long legs up for movement. She did a couple of well-practiced twirls and pointed her blade toward the thieves.
" Hum...nice legs, shame you are to be killed. Please be quick warriors." With a loud thump of the Shogun's staff, the warriors leapt to the attack.
Witnesses later said that the battle sounded like a song. A musical note sounded with each parry, creating a tune that everyone had in his or her heads for months to come. The music became faster and faster as the battle went on. But soon one instrument of the band fell silent, followed by another until only one instrument was held in hand by its wielder.
" I see you've had the proper instruction...My compliments to your sensei." Said the Shogun with condescending respect.
" Thank you." Said Amy with a little bow." But I must now deal with you."
"Another time perhaps. And don't think you can distract with me with your bountiful cleavage. Let's depart lads." Another stamp from his staff and all five ascended ropes to disappear quickly through the ceiling.
" Next time I'll use my right hand and I won't be wearing heels!" Called Amy after them.
" I don't make it a habit of carrying my utility belt and my costume with me EVERYWHERE I go. I have never heard of this Shogun character before either." Bruce was pacing around the bed where Dick Grayson was recovering form his wounds. Tim and Barbara were there also. Barbara was worried.
"I've known about him for a while." Said Dick wearily." A genetic scientist and martial artist. Those guys were tough...and I hate to admit this, I was outclassed. What happened anyway? If Batman didn't save me...who did?"
Bruce, Tim, and Barbara looked at each other. Then Tim told Dick how Amy had rendered the giant warrior's arms useless, and fought off the remaining warrior's while dressed in a low-cut evening gown and four-inch heels... with her left hand yet!
" And Dick...she had the biggest boobs I've ever....OUCH!...HEY!!!"
Barbara cuffed Tim on the head.
"She's alot more than meets the eye that's for sure" Said Bruce.
"I'll say! The way she handled that sword of hers, who'd of thunk that she was that good." Tim was trying to imitate some of Amy's moves but wound up twisting his arms around himself and falling to the floor.
"Barbara, can you keep an eye on her? She said she was going to stay and tour the city for a week. And we need to find out more about this Shogun character." Bruce was in his Batman mode.
Barbara nodded her head.
" Can I still go out to pizza with her?" Pleaded Tim.
" And how do you feel?" Mr. Bane.
" What have you done to my venom? I feel 100 times stronger. And I am not even at 20% saturation." Bane flexed his arms and giant, vascular biceps exploded toward the sky. His chest was now 3 times as thick as it was before. "I feel lighter than a feather and my speed has also increased." Massive fists turned into blurrs as they punched the air. The Shogun, sitting about 20 feet from him, felt the air moved by Bane's fists.
" I have increased the receptor uptake ratio from 5 to 75%, optimized amino synthesis, and added a few....rare substrates... to the cellular structure. I am glad you approve of the change. You are more than a match for Batman."
"I remember I fought him the last time, he's gotten tougher, but now I am sure to defeat him.(Author's note: Bane doesn't know that it was Superman dressed as Batman). Tell me. Why do you do this? What do you have to gain? EH?
" It serves my purposes to have Batman eliminated. You want revenge, I want him out of the way so I could run my....operations...without opposition.
" And what of the girl?"
"I beg your pardon?"
" The girl that defeated 5 of your best fighters wearing an evening dress and high heels. Your men told me it was a group of 30 Special Forces soldiers. But I see you do not read the morning papers."
" I, for one, do not believe everything the papers say."
Author's note: Visual cue.
Large sweat drop forms on back of Shoguns head where Bane can't see it.
" There are pictures to prove it."
"She is.....of no concern, I will deal with her....myself. And now...Mr. Bane...let us plan your revenge and my....entertainment."
The second best thing Amy liked to do was run. She loved to feel how light and fast her body was. The new running suit she made of her new fabric felt like a second skin. Every muscle and curve of her body stood out in bold relief. She couldn't help but run her hands over her body to feel its contours. Today was a nice day for a run. She started at the corner of the Gotham Hilton and just took off in a direction that fancied her. If she got lost, she could always ask someone for directions.
She hardly felt the weight of her body as she ran. Her breasts bouncing minimally with each stride. Breathing deeply of the morning air energized her body. But she had to be careful. She couldn't run as fast as she wanted, too many cars and not enough open space. Her run turned out to be a tour of the city. She remembered reading about the tourist sites and to see them as she ran by she got a feel for where she was.
She could sense someone running behind her, trying to catch up.
"Hey....slow down a little." Panted the voice behind her.
"Whoops....got carried away there." Thought Amy as she slowed down to let the other runner catch up.
"Say, weren't you at the Gotham Museum the other night? Yes, that's where we met! With all the excitement I didn't even get your name...I'm Barbara Gordon."
" Pleased to meet you...I'm Amy Brigand-Anderson."
" You handled those thugs pretty well. I have to agree with that Shogun character. Your Sensei taught you well."
" Thank you."
Their pleasant conversation was cut short by blaring horns, screeching tires and the sound of metal being twisted.
" Hey you moron...you're supposed to be watching the rear end of my car...not THEIR rear ends!" The irate driver pointed his finger at Amy and Barbara.
Both girls looked at each other and pointed to themselves as if to ask..."WHO?....ME?" Each tried to grin innocently.
" Oh yeah...seems to me like you were look'in at those butts yourself and slammed on YOUR brakes to catch an eyefull!"
Then a third car ran into the other two. Harvey Bullock was late to work again, this fiasco ruined his chances to be on time.
" Of all the....I get up extra early to get to work on time and I run into two nuts oogling two girlys.....OH....It's the Commish'es kid with Ms. Anderson. You kids responsible for this?"
Both Barbara and Amy shook their heads, grinning and trying to look as innocent as possible.
"Okay...I'll let you two slide this time. Ms. Anderson, next time don't go for a jog during rush hour...okay?" Harvey well knew the reason for this fender bender as he saw the two girls jog away. That Anderson girl sure had an outrageous figure...and that skin tight running suit didn't help matters any, he thought. Another blaring horn shook him from his thoughts.
" Could you move it, fatboy!?" Yelled the new, irate driver.
" You talking to me? YOU TALKING TO ME? HUH?! One more peep outta youse and I'm taking ya downtown....."
Barbara and Amy became fast friends, and for the next several days they went shopping, sight-seeing, and even worked out together. Barbara was an accomplished gymnast, the balance beam being her specialty. But Amy was the better acrobat and power tumbler. Barbara had to admire Amy's strength, control and flexibility.
" I always thought that if you were buffed-out in any way that you would be slowed down by the all the bulk....also that flexibility would be limited...but I guess I was wrong." Barbara had to admit that Amy was in top physical shape.
" You're quite skilled too! I've learned a couple of things just watching you on that beam." Said Amy.
Barbara's pager started to beep earnestly. Her expression became serious as she read the message.
"Amy...I'm sorry...I...something came up and I have to leave. Let's do this again...maybe...day after tomorrow?"
" Sure! Tim Drake....I think you know him...and I are going out for pizza and video games tonight. He thinks he can beat me at Street Fighter Alpha Three. I think he's in for a surprise!"
" Yeah.....I'm sure he is."
Batgirl was sitting at her accustomed place at the Batcave's massive computer console, inputting data and performing searches. Nightwing's information was analyzed and combined with a few leads from sources un-namable, the Shogun's next move was calculated to 72% accuracy. He will try to gain the support of the local branch of the Triade. To prove himself worthy of being in charge its interests in Gotham city by showing the Elders the fruits of his first..."operation". The meeting was to be held tonight at warehouse no.54 at Gotham harbor...tonight.
" Why of all times tonight!" Whined Tim. " The one night I get to be a normal kid for once and this thing comes up. Do I HAVE to go? What good can I do against those ninja guys?"
" Robin..you are a member of this team...you know the rules.You're going to have to cancel tonight." Batman was serious.
A buzz from Alfred's watch signaled that someone was at the door.
" That must be Ms. Anderson, I will inform her of...the situation. I'm very sorry...Master Timothy."
Tim went to one of the closed circut tv's aimed at the front door. He saw Amy's face over Alfred's shoulder as he told her the news...Master Timothy would be unable to out tonight. Tim could see the disappointment register on Amy's face. With a little bow and a " thank you", the door was closed.
Tim was despondent.
" Don't worry kid... there'll be other times." Nightwing, with his ribs bandaged under his costume, tried to console him. He's just a kid, he thought, wanting to be a kid.
" Judging by how she handled herself the other night...Don't you think we ought to let her come along? Even the odds a little bit?" Batgirl always had common sense, inside she knew she could trust Amy, even with their dark secrets.
"Too risky... and she herself will become a target. These people are tough, we are going to need 110% from everyone...I mean EVERYONE." Batman glared at Robin.
Robin glared back at him. Saying nothing.
"Lets go."
Warehouse no. 54 was located well away from the Main offices of Gotham harbor. Secluded and old, the place was used only when there was an overflow of traffic. Entering thru a broken window, the four crime-fighters noiselessly inspected the place, nothing. No sign of activity.
" And I could have been having pizza right now!"
" Quiet Robin! Batgirl... our data was faulty... link with the Batcave's computer from your motorcycle. We have to find the right place fast." Batman was becoming suspicious.
" Ah...but you HAVE found the right place." The booming voice came from behind them. Bright lights came on, revealing the speaker.
Bane.
" I'm glad you have come to your annihilation Batman, along with witnesses no less." Bane turned his venom up to 20%." But alas, I wish there could have been more...but as you can see..they are presently...indisposed.
Bane gestured toward the ceiling where 4 bodies hung.
"They were strong and fast..but no match for Bane. They were unworthy, being beaten by a girl in a dress." Bane walked over to a closet and revealed a tied up Shogun. Arms and legs bound with thick steel cables. The Shogun's fingers were turning white from lack of circulation." Even their Sensei underestimated me. This new venom not only increased my strength..but my speed as well. He was not a problem." Throwing the living bundle aside, Bane walked over to the stunned vigilantes, his footsteps causing the ground to shudder.
Batman threw his bolo at Bane...as did Batgitl, Nightwing, and Robin. All four hit their marks, pinning Bane's arms to his sides.
" Children's toys." Bane said as he easily snapped the wires.
A well-aimed batarang tried to slice Bane's venom line. But it bounced away and landed with a clang on the floor... part of it was chipped.
"As with the improvement in my Venom, there came an improvement in the delivery system." With blinding speed, Bane ran towards Batman, neatly dodging the explosive spheres thrown at him. Blocking Batman's punch with a flick of his wrist, Bane grabbed Batman and hoisted him in the air.
" You are pathetic..you are nothing...I flick you away like you were a fly." His middle finger was launched from his thumb, sending Batman hurtling toward the wall. Robin, Nightwing, and Batgirl ran toward their fallen comrade. Robin was starting to sweat.
" And now...the finale." Bane punched his palm with his fist.
" Go." Said a groggy Batman to his friends." My time is up."
" Not quite yet." Said a fresh young voice." You will stop this at once."
Bane turned around and saw a freed Shogun. A faint blue glow surrounding his body.
" The picture is not complete, she is coming....now."
In thru the window leapt a shinning blue form, landing lightly between Bane and his victims.
"Ah...Mayer!! Que tetas tan grandes y ricas tienes!"
" Gracias, Caballero." Said Amy with a small bow.
" It is not safe where you stand seniorita...stand aside, you are between Bane and his prey."
" I will not, please stop this. Do not underestimate me."
" I will not stop! I will not let anyone stand between me and my revenge!" Thundered Bane as he launched himself at Amy. Massive fists were blurrs as they tried in vain to make contact with Amy. But they were blocked skillfully and easily.
Unseen by the combatants and audience , an ever so slight movement of the Shogun's hand caused Amy to loose her footing. That was all Bane needed. He hit Amy with a vicious punch the sound of which caused the ground to shake. Her body flew towards Batman and the others landing on the cement with a thud. The momentum of her flight caused her body to roll over and over. Her limp body coming to rest at Nightwings feet. They could see blood trickle from her mouth. The blood left their faces as the realization made itself apparent. Amy, who was easily the strongest and most skilled of them, lay limp at their feet.
The shock of the realization was replaced by yet another shock. For Amy opened her eyes...winked at them...and gave a small thumbs-up sign, followed by the sign to keep quiet.
Bane turned his attention toward the Shogun.
" I am invincible! You will now give me the formula for this new venom!" Bane towered over the Shogun, but the Shogun stood his ground, unafraid.
"As the lady said, don't underestimate me. " The Shogun did a complex gesture with his hands.
Bane was now wrapped in thick links of glowing chains. His hands bound in front of his body.
" Do you believe in magic? Mr. Bane? You cannot break those bonds, they are not of this world."
"We shall see." Bane moved his right hand to the knob that controlled the venom, and turned it till it read 60%. Bane's muscles seemed to grow and become stronger by the second. With a roar of victory, Bane flung his arms wide, breaking the magical bonds with ease. A startled Shogun quickly tapped a button at his wrist, a faint shimmer replaced the glow surrounding the Shoguns body.
Bane leapt toward the Shogun...only to pass thru the shimmering form.
" You cannot harm me...for I am not here Mr. Bane. It seems that your victory is short lived, see, your opponent has revived." The Sogun pointed toward a battle ready Amy.
" Mr. Bane. This person is not of this world, we must find out his intentions. We don't have time for a battle. But I will fight if you push me." Amy looked unblinking into Bane's eyes.
" You are right senorita..we do not have time for a battle, so I promise to end it quickly." Bane turned the venom up to 100%. He now grew to a height of 8 feet...his muscle mass quadrupling.
The only other person Robin saw move that fast was Superman when he took Batman's place several months ago. But he was unprepared for what he saw next. Bane's kicks and punches were either blocked or dodged by Amy, with a speed and grace that was surly impossible. Bane put all his strength into a haymaker that was blocked by Amy's hand, the impact of the heel of Amy's other hand against the jaw of Bane snapped his head back, bringing the giant down on his knees, swaying slowly. With a quick, deft movement of her hand, Bane was cut off from his source of venom. His body returned to normal quickly, all of his energy spent.
" She only hit him once." Muttered Batman.
" KEWWWWWELLLL!!!!" Robin was jumping up and down, jabbing the air with his fists. " One punch and the champ is down for the count!"
" Yes....well done Amy Brigand-Anderson". Said the shimmering hologram of the Shogun." We will be in touch." A second later Amy, Batman, Batgirl, Nightwing, and Robin were alone. Looking up toward the ceiling, they saw the bodies of the Shogun's warriors vanish. Nightwing went over to the fallen Bane and cuffed him, while Batgirl called the police.
" I got this note saying to be here tonight, did any of you send it?" Asked Amy.
" No. None of us did." Said Batman. " This is starting to smell like a setup. That Shogun character must have been after you all along. But the question is...why?"
" I don't know." Said Amy. " I am pleased to meet you all. However, I wish the circumstances were different."
"PIZZA TIME!!!" Yelled Robin dancing for joy." Hey Amy...Its not too late to get....whoops."
The look of surprise on Amy's face changed to the smile of knowledge.
Batman, Batgirl and Nightwing converged on Robin. Their cold stares sent shivers up his spine.
" Here's where I'm grounded for life." Sighed Robin.
The weather forecast for Gotham city called for clear days and balmy nights, due to gentle winds coming from the sea. For the next several days Amy and Barbara became close friends. At Barbara's urging and Amy's request, Tim's ban on having a normal life was lifted...temporarily. Gotham city's reputation for having the best pizza in the country was tested and confirmed. Amy and Tim played Street Fighter Alpha 3 for two hours. It was a draw (Tim played Ken...Amy played Chun Li).
Amy had a warm feeling inside as she prepared for bed. A nice little vacation, a lucrative business deal, and helping new friends made her trip to the Big City an enjoyable one. Amy had obtained the habit to sleep nude, due in part to her fabric and that she felt more comfortable with it as time went on.
She pulled the covers over her body and drifted off into a quiet sleep. Soon she felt the familiar sensation, the full and gentle lips that in the past that had kissed her and gave her so much pleasure. Her clitoris was again the object of the gentle ministrations. The lips surrounded the sensitive flesh and began to gently pull and stretch the delicate organ. Amy could feel the blood flow into her clitoris, causing it to become hard and erect. She felt herself being lifted into the air, all her weight being supported only by her clitoris.
"I am strong enough for this." Amy could hear herself say.
Her body then seemed to change orientation. As she felt the change of position, she again felt her vaginal muscles relaxing to permit herself to be entered. Deep inside her the sensation went, deeper than what she had felt before. With no hesitation or guilt, Amy let herself experience the pleasure of being filled, of being loved. Her violent arrival seemed to cause her to loose her balance, but she tensed her muscles in an attempt to hang on.
" I am strong enough for this."
She felt strength and power again flow into her. Each orgasm made her body shudder, and her body responded by becoming stronger. The two events were now one.
" I am strong enough for this..and I want to become stronger and stronger still."
Amy couldn't sense how long her dream lasted. It could have been hours or seconds. But the next thing she felt was the cool breeze coming thru the window of her hotel room. The bed was drenched with sweat mixed with the essence of her body's pleasure.
She walked to the bathroom to shower but stopped to look at herself in the mirror. She was happy for what she saw, for her body did seem to become a little bigger. Then she did the thing that was her first favorite thing...she flexed her biceps. She had never done this in front of a mirror. To see her bicpes fill with power, to see them grow until they were almost over her head! She closed her eyes as she flexed them again and again, enjoying the feeling of her biceps expanding mass. Soon she began to take big deep breaths, lifting her ribcage so her lungs can accept the fresh, clean morning air. She saw her breasts rise and fall with each breath. She expanded her chest muscles and saw her breasts rise so high that they blocked the reflection of her mouth in the mirror.
She chucked to herself as she relaxed. Then lifted her ribcage again, and again her breasts seemed to point toward the sky. She then looked at her nipples, which looked to be a little bigger, and protruded out a little further.
" How can I hide these things?" Amy asked herself. " I will not." She decided." I love my body and if people are uncomfortable with that, that's their problem."
Then a funny thought came into her head. What if she could command her nipples to become erect upon command? That would mean that she had control over ALL of her body. She closed her eyes and imagined her nipples growing longer and harder. Like in her dreams she could feel her nipples engorge with blood, becoming bigger and fatter. Opening her eyes she saw that her nipples had indeed become fully erect, becoming longer, fatter and harder than ever before. She could feel as well as see her nipples pulsate upward with each heartbeat.
She took a long, luxurious shower, taking time to explore every part of her now much more powerful and sexy body.
" Yes." Amy thought. " I do have a big, strong,sexy body."
A phone call from Barbara brought her back to reality. She was to meet her at the Wayne mansion for lunch, for this was to be her last day In Gotham City. Packing her suitcase, she went downstairs to the lobby and was relieved to see Alfred there to collect her.
"Oh thank you Alfred. I don't like taxis very much."
" Your welcome ...Lady Amy. We don't have guests at the mansion very often. Master Bruce deems this a special occasion."
Alfred was as good of a cook as well as a driver. After a delicious lunch, a tour of the Batcave was conducted by an enthusiastic Tim. Amy was amazed at the technology, especially the Massive Mainframe Computer.
" Yeah...I remember the first time I saw this place." Reminisced Tim." Sorta sends shivers up your spine."
Barbara was working on something on the computer when Amy and Tim came up beside her. Startled, Barbara hit the hide button.
" Good thing they were talking together intently, couldn't let Amy see what I was working on. That was a close one." She thought.
Amy began to ask questions about the computers operating system and programs. Soon she was tapping furiously at the keypads, with an amazed Barbara and Bruce looking over her shoulder.
"Nice OS..who programmed it? They did a good job but a couple of subroutines could be made to run faster, this computer could use a couple of terabytes of Ultra-Ram. That will make the system 75% faster."
" Ultra-Ram?" Asked Bruce and Barbara together.
" The next product I hope to sell Wayne Enterprises."
" I get first dibs on that! How much do you want for the patent?"
" A big pile of money, Mr. Wayne." Amy said with a laugh. Then all started to join in the laughter. Barbara, Tim, Dick and Alfred realized that this was the first time they heard Bruce Wayne laugh in a long time.
The Cadre of Gotham city's crime-fighters gathered on the front steps to Wayne mansion. After shaking hands with the men, Amy and Barbara held each other for a long time.
"Next time you're in town...look us up. And bring that new memory with you." Said Bruce." By the way Amy, you're very skilled at fighting and your strength is prodigious to say the least. Where did you come by such..attributes?"
"My fighting skill came from long and hard training from the best teachers that dimension had to offer. As for my strength..let me ask you...Do YOU... believe in magic?....Mr. Wayne?"
Amy took a scroll from her handbag and let it drop to the ground. A colorful, shimmering portal opened up and with a wave, Amy stepped thru it. The portal closed up on itself, the scroll vanishing.
"Hello?...This is the Kent residence. Barbara! Nice to hear from you! You need some help in trashing some bad guys? I remember the last time..we made a great team!"
"Hiya Kara. No, not this time. I'm working on something. I need to know if there are any more survivors of Krypton and Argos that we don't already know? I need you to....."