Not Again, Part 2
By Littlesilverstar, silverstar222b@yahoo.com
Sara and Melanie face their toughest opponents yet


Candice and Roxy looked at the remnants of the handcuffs on their wrists.
"Cute bracelets," Roxy laughed.

"They even have extra handcuffs back here," Candice commented.

The doors of the police car were locked from the inside, of course. The girls
looked at each other and nodded, then simultaneously kicked out the windows
and dove through the openings.

The deputies, who were still celebrating, were jolted back to reality by the
sound of glass shattering. Their mouths dropped open in shock when they saw
what was going on. They tried to go for their guns, but the girls were far too
quick for them. Roxy, who had kicked out the window closest to them, launched
herself into a tumbling pass of a roundoff followed by two back handsprings
towards her victims. She crashed into both of them in her second handspring,
knocking them down.

Elliott had been busy thanking God for his sudden liberation when he heard the
glass breaking. Looking up in horror, he saw Roxy backflipping at the deputies
with incredible speed. They didn't stand a chance of drawing their guns and
she knocked them down easily. But it seemed that God was still on his side.
One of the deputies was knocked right to him. Elliott bent down and snatched
the gun out of his holster. He pointed it at Roxy. "Stop right there!"

Roxy looked at him. She smiled, appearing completely unafraid.

"I'll shoot you if I have to," said Elliott, but his voice and hand were both
shaking. He had seen what this chick was capable of and he was frightened,
even with a gun in his hand.

He saw a flash of movement and turned. Suddenly, he was struck in the face by
a pair of handcuffs. Candice had thrown them with expert accuracy, then ducked
behind the police car. The sharp metal cut his face and his hands flew upward.

That was all Roxy needed. She was on him in a flash. A quick kick knocked the
gun to the pavement, and a fast punch sent him to the ground, semi-conscious
and missing several teeth.

Candice came out from behind the car and walked towards the others. One of the
deputies turned over and moaned. The blonde beauty raised her right leg into a
full vertical split, then brought it crashing down onto his head. Her lethal
axe kick easily shattered his skull.

The other deputy began reaching towards his holster. He wasn't fast enough.
Moving gracefully and elegantly, Roxy bent down, snatched the other pistol,
and, with quick but expert aim, fired a single shot. The deputy fell dead, a
neat 9mm hole in the center of his forehead.

Roxy turned her attention back to Elliott. "Your turn. This is the end of the
road for you." She casually tossed the gun away and grabbed him by the neck to
raise him to a kneeling position. She then kneed him in the face, splitting
his skull wide open.

The remnants of his brains flew everywhere. She laughed at her strength.

The lethal young ladies looked at each other in triumph. Suddenly, their looks
turned to ones of puzzlement as a car engine was heard. From the sound, it was
clearly traveling at top speed.

A second later, a car appeared over a rise and raced straight at them. Candice
recognized Sara behind the wheel and let out a string of curses. There wasn't
enough time to reach for any of the guns. Candice and Roxy threw their bodies
to the side to avoid the charging car.

Sara screeched to a stop and she and Melanie jumped out, guns drawn. They
looked for their opponents.

Roxy suddenly appeared out of nowhere and hurled a rock at Melanie's face. She
ducked (causing the rock to go right through both front side windows of the
police car, such was the strength of Roxy's throw), but the split second that
her aim was off was all Roxy needed. The gun was knocked away and she was on
Melanie, wrestling.

Sara sensed danger behind her and began turning...only to be met with
Candice's flying kick impacting her chest. Sara was knocked backward and down,
and her gun went sailing. Laughing, Candice stomped on Sara's pretty face with
her big black boot, turning it not so pretty. The teenage blonde drew back her
muscular leg for a kick, but Sara swept out with her own well-muscled leg,
tripping her opponent to the ground. Both women athletically kipped up to
their feet at the same time.

Roxy rolled her body on top of Melanie's and drew back her huge fist. Melanie
jerked her blonde head to the side as the lethal teenage villainess swung,
causing the punch to impact the asphalt. A fist-sized hole appeared in the
pavement. Melanie gulped in fear. She didn't want to know what a blow like
that would have done to her face.

The blonde tried to buck Roxy off, but was unable to throw off the massively
muscled girl's bulk. Growling, Melanie karate chopped Roxy in the neck, then
bucked her again. This time, she was able to throw her opponent off. Melanie
fired two quick snap kicks into Roxy's elegant face from a sitting position,
then did a back walkover to get back to her feet.

Moving with lightning speed, Roxy suddenly did a handstand and kicked Melanie
in the face. Melanie cursed in pain as she felt her blood spray out. How could
such a massive woman be so quick?

Roxy smoothly moved back to a standing position and clenched her fists,
causing the muscles in her cruelly thick forearms to ripple. Prominent veins
ran down her arms. Melanie gulped again. She had faced and defeated bigger
opponents, but never one so physically developed, fast, and skilled. If she
survived, she was going to be very grateful to whoever was up there.
Determined not to back down, she raised her own fists. Her firm, toned arms
looked very slender next to her opponent's.

Meanwhile, Sara and Candice were trading kicks and punches. Candice's fist
gave Sara a black eye. Sara's retaliatory fist bruised the teenage blonde's
cheek a deep purple. Sara ducked under a high crescent kick from her opponent,
then kneed her in the stomach and headbutted her. She followed that up with a
punch right into Candice's left eye, blackening it for payback.

Keeping up the attacks, Sara kicked Candice in the chest, knocking her
backward.

Candice suddenly performed an amazingly fast aerial cartwheel.

Sara had no time to avoid and and was struck in the face by the teenage
vixen's boots, one after the other. Candice advanced on her stunned opponent
and broke poor Sara's nose with a perfectly aimed and powerful punch. She then
balanced on her left leg and kicked Sara in the face several times with her
right, laughing sadistically as blood flew. Grinning like a little girl,
Candice paused and prepared to do a spin kick. She knew that no one could
survive a direct hit from one of her famous neckbreaking spin kicks.

Roxy swung her massive fist at Melanie. She sidestepped quickly to avoid it.
The teenage brunette's boot came up in a kick. Melanie dodged. Moving on the
attack, the blonde cheerleader kicked Roxy in the head, then punched her in
the face five times in a row. A cold chill came over Melanie as she saw her
opponent still standing. No one could take five of her punches and remain
standing...until now.

Before Roxy could come at her again, Melanie put all her strength and speed
into one of her trademark backflip kicks. The kick landed perfectly, striking
Roxy underneath the jaw. Roxy grunted and was knocked back slightly, but
seemed otherwise unhurt. Melanie's mouth dropped wide open. No one had ever
been able to survive one of her full-strength backflip kicks before. She
remembered doing one on a 300-pound bodyguard of one of her targets back in
her assassin days. The kick had broken the giant man's neck and killed him
instantly. How strong could this teenage girl be?

Roxy smirked. She began advancing on Melanie. The blonde pivoted and fired a
side kick into her chest. It knocked Roxy back half a step. She started
advancing again. Melanie shivered. For the first time in decades, she was
truly afraid.

Candice tauntingly blew Sara a kiss, then went into her spin kick. Her boot
flew through the air and impacted...more air. Sara had ducked just in time. As
Candice cursed in rage, Sara clapped her hands together like a cheerleader and
did a standing back handspring, kicking the teenage girl in the head and
knocking her down. Leaping on top of her, Sara began punching Candice in the
face.

Roxy's leg moved low, attempting to sweep Melanie to the ground.

She avoided the attack by jumping over it, but was unable to avoid Roxy's
stunningly fast roundhouse kick. The muscle girl's boot slammed into Melanie's
side with brutal force and speed, easily breaking the rib it came into contact
with. Roxy smiled

wickedly and drew back her fist for a gut punch. Melanie, cursing in pain from
the kick, tensed her abs.

The blow landed with incredible power. Melanie screamed, doubling over from
the excruciating pain. She had very hard abs from doing 500 situps a day. Her
hard stomach could absorb punches from trained male boxers without trouble.
But Roxy's superhuman strength was just too much. Melanie tried to breathe.

Roxy easily tripped Melanie to the ground and jumped on top of her. She made a
fist, then moved it faster than the eye could see. Suddenly, Melanie felt her
jaw break. She cried out in agony, then yelled louder when Roxy's fist moved
again, impacting her cheek and cracking facial bone.

The semiconscious Melanie looked up at Roxy's huge fist, drawn back and aimed
right at the center of her forehead, ready to land a finishing blow that would
surely bash her brains in. Melanie knew that tough as she was, even she
wouldn't survive this one.

Suddenly, a shape flew through the air and tackled Roxy off of Melanie. Sara
landed on top of Roxy from her flying tackle and began punching her.

Melanie, groaning, sat up slowly. A flash of movement from her left caught her
eye. "Lhook out, Shara!" she yelled, her speech impaired by her broken jaw.

Candice was reaching for one of the guns on the ground. Sara did a back tuck
somersault to get off of Roxy, then dove behind a boulder for cover. Melanie
joined her a split second later. A split second after that, bullets struck the
boulder.

Roxy stood up and began advancing towards the rock.

"Dammit, Roxy, let's go!" shouted Candice. "More cops will be here any
second!" She was already getting behind the wheel of a car.

Roxy hesitated, then climbed into the passenger seat next to her. With a
screech of tires, they roared off into the distance.

Sara looked at her friend with alarm. "We have to get you to the hospital.
Now."

Melanie smiled faintly. "I'm alive. After an ehncounter whiff that
shteroid-pumped bitch, I'm shtill alive. Gwateful for that." She looked at
Sara's broken nose. "Yhoo might whant to come thoo."

"Don't worry about me. You can't even talk okay. Here, let me help you up."

The two bruised and battered women slowly stood up from behind the boulder,
making sure to be very careful of Melanie's broken rib.

"I'll just take you to...fuck, they took our rental car! Here, get into the
police car." Sara shook her head. A cold wind blew across the scene.

As they drove to the hospital, both women were silent, but they knew they were
thinking the same thing. They had been defeated, and only luck had saved their
lives.

* * *

TWO WEEKS LATER

"I've been looking forward to this day for so long," said Melanie as she
walked out of the hospital. "I don't think I could have stood another day of
hospital food and watching Jerry Springer and Maury on TV." After extensive
reconstructive facial surgery, her face looked semi-normal again, although it
would never be the same. Her rib was also healing nicely.

"Well, you don't have to worry," said Sara. "I'm going to take you straight
home and bring you whatever food you want." Sara's face had mostly recovered
from the damage Candice had done, although if you looked closely the signs
were still there.

"Change of destination. Make it the police station. I'm going to help you on
the case."

Sara threw up her hands. "Dammit, Mel. I was afraid you'd say that. You're
still hurt. And the doctors said that if you weren't so athletic and in such
great shape, you probably wouldn't have survived at all."

"Sara, we're a team. We're in this together. And my rib will heal just as fast
sitting at a desk at the police station as it would if I was sitting on my ass
at home watching TV."

Sara stroked Melanie's blonde hair affectionately. "Always gotta be tough."

"Come on. If it was you who was hurt you'd be doing the exact same thing.
That's what I like about you and I know that's what you like about me." She
playfully slapped Sara on the ass.

Sara teasingly slapped Melanie's butt in response. "Okay, I admit it. You're
right. Come on, let's go. The police station awaits."

As the girls climbed into Sara's car, Melanie asked, "Any sign of them?
Anything at all?"

"Not a trace. It's as if they've disappeared off the face of the earth."

* * *

Candice and Roxy were holed up in yet another isolated farmhouse. They moved
to a new one each day, slaughtering anyone inside, taking what they needed,
and disappearing before anyone found the bodies. Sometimes they would line the
residents against a wall and pump them full of holes with machine guns. Other
times, they would simply stalk in at night, breaking the necks or crushing the
skulls of anyone they encountered.

"Almost there," said Roxy. "Tomorrow we can get to the stash, get the fake
passports, and get out of the country."

"Yes," said Candice absentmindedly. She had been doing a lot of thinking
lately.

When she had first met Roxy in prison, she had thought that she could finally
have a partner in crime, someone who was her equal and someone who enjoyed
killing as much as she did. But after two weeks of seeing Roxy in action, her
thoughts were beginning to move in another direction.

Roxy was far stronger than she was, she had known that. But now Candice could
see that Roxy was also quicker, a better markswoman, and more ruthless. Roxy
also seemed to be getting ever stronger somehow. When they had broken into
this house and encountered the elderly couple that owned it, Roxy had
destroyed each of their skulls with a single blow before anyone could even
move. Her huge, gloved fists had simply pulverized brain and skull bone into
paste.

Candice's alarm was not caused by jealousy. She prided herself on being an
intelligent and practical woman and she was above such pettiness. No, Candice
was worried for a much better reason...self-preservation. Candice was good.
She was lethal. She could kill almost anyone with her bare hands without
breaking a sweat...but she couldn't compare to Roxy. And she knew that Roxy
knew it too.

Candice was the rich girl. She had access to the fake passports and everything
else that was needed to get out of the country and start a new life. And once
Roxy had her hands on the stash, would there be any reason for her to keep
Candice around? Candice knew what she would do if a sidekick of hers showed
herself to be weaker and less athletic...remove her as dead weight. What if
Roxy felt the same way?

Candice considered simply sneaking out while Roxy was sleeping, grabbing what
she needed from her stash, and fleeing to South America. It was a good plan,
but it left a loose end. Roxy would be pissed, and she would be in the mood
for vengeance...

bloodthirsty vengeance.

No, she couldn't leave any loose ends. She would sneak out that night, yes,
but before that she would have to...

* * *

Candice waited thirty minutes after Roxy had gone to bed before

getting up and selecting a gun. She silently put the safety off and slipped
into Roxy's room. Roxy was all bundled up in the blankets.

"Sorry about this," Candice whispered. "But I have to stay one step ahead of
you." She pulled back the blanket...and gasped when she saw only several
pillows.

"And I have to stay one step ahead of you," said a voice from behind her. The
voice was accompanied by the sound of a shotgun being pumped. Candice felt
something warm run down her leg. She had pissed herself.

"Drop the gun, kick it away, and turn around," said the voice. Having no
choice, Candice obeyed, trembling in fear.

Roxy stood there, dressed only in a pair of white panties and a pair of
wrist-length white leather gloves. Her darkly tanned, ultra-muscular body was
on full display. Although Candice was muscular and tanned, her body looked
pale and weak next to Roxy's massive thighs, steel-hard six-pack abs, large
gravity-defying breasts, and huge, veiny arms. Roxy's thick right arm was
holding a shotgun pointed right at Candice's head.

"How did you know?" muttered Candice angrily.

"I saw how distracted you've been. And I knew as well as you did that your
usefulness would be over once I got the passports. But I still decided to give
you a chance. So I set up a test for you. And you failed it."

Roxy picked up Candice's pistol and threw it out the open door behind her. She
then tossed her own shotgun away. "Now it's just you and me. Woman to woman."

Candice looked down as if defeated, then suddenly lashed her leg out in a
kick. But Roxy was much too quick for her. She easily caught the kick in her
hands and gave a quick flick of her thick wrists, snapping the blonde's ankle
like a twig. Candice fell to the floor, screaming like a girl.

"Please!" cried Candice. "I'll tell you where all the stuff is!"

"I know you will," said Roxy simply.

As loud as Candice's screams were, no one heard them. The farmhouse was very
isolated.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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