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couse  map's are different , and some aligments wich sucks on it.thats why one of the best is deathvalley-doesnt matter  town tipe

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arties and town luck,,is reduced significantly,compared to being such huge factor at homm3.
example,you can actually lose at Showdown after cleaning both utopias..i know,been there twice.

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PUNK SUPER HEROES

A twelve episodes long story, the follow-up of "Captain Invulnerable" and
"Too much to handle"
The involvement of other superheroes is spreading out and the super villains
are becoming more dangerous every day.
Punk Super Heroes, part 1
Skeleton decided to go to the Metropolis Wrestling Arena himself without the
help of the Hero-destroyer. He had taken an improved power pill and he had
the Kryptonite-rope with him. He was sure he could beat that punk super
hero. Only minutes before midnight he reached the main hall and the square
circle where Captain Invulnerable had found out he wasn't as invulnerable as
he had always thought.
Skeleton hid the ropes in a small lead box, not to be X-rayed by Superboy.
Now he only had to wait for him. He was sure Superboy was no match for him.
He was too clever for this boy.
Fifteen minutes later still no Superboy around. At one o'clock Skeleton was
mad as hell. What was this Superboy thinking? Skeleton surely hated someone
to not keep ones promises. And this Superboy surely had not.
Already figuring out plans to make Superboy pay dearly for this, he left the
building again to go back to their main hideout.
While Skeleton waited for Superboy to arrive at the Arena he didn't know
that he was not alone. The Cobra, another super villain had decided to go
there at midnight too. He slowly slipped through the dark skylight of the
wrestling arena. As he slowly emerged down from the darkened ceiling of the
auditorium in his skintight blue and black costume, he soon became aware
that the match between the Hero-destroyer and the punk hero Superboy was
cancelled. He was surprised not to see the Hero-destroyer there, but his aid
Dr Skeleton. Not knowing what was going on, he was angered a lot. He had
intended to enjoy seeing the blue and red spandex-clad superhero be totally
humiliated and defeated by the Hero-destroyer. And of course, he would be
ready to quickly step through the ropes if Superboy somehow got the upper
hand on the Big Hero-destroyer.
"To sink my fangs into the Boy's cocky red tights would have injected the
Superboy with a lethal dose of Kryptonite laced venom, totally paralyzing
him in seconds. Well next time", the Cobra thought to himself.
As he left the auditorium through the locker room a photographer quickly
managed to get the first ever shot of the Cobra without his mask. Only the
next day the Cobra found out his picture had been taken without him wearing
the mask when a message appeared in the daily newspaper announcing the next
message:
SAW YOU IN THE ARENA
TOOK YOUR PICTURE IN LOCKERROOM
HAVE PROVE OF YOUR IDENTITY
WANT MONEY!
The same night when Skeleton went to the Arena, The Hero-destroyer was ready
to make an end to the career of the Hunter. The superhero however had been
able to escape the claws of the Hero-destroyer and was now facing three
super powered villains. .
The almost naked young man only clad in pink briefs decided to make a run
for it although he still thought himself to be a superhero. He had been too
long in these shackles. He feels a bit weak. A fight against three super
powered henchmen would surely be a very brave but foolish decision. But as
he made his first move for a hasty retreat, it was the Hero-destroyer
himself who reacted. He had grabbed a whip from the wall and with it he
lashed it across the room, wrapping around the Hunters legs and knocking him
to the floor.
"Leaving so soon? I don't think so! "
While saying that he started pulling in the whip and in doing so causing the
body of the Hunter to be dragged towards him like a fish on dry land. It was
an extreme sexual sight to see this squirming hero only clad in his tight
pink briefs to be towed across the floor. The Destroyer got a hard one
again. The Hunter thinks quickly however and realizes he has to count on his
heightened speed and agility to try and escape both the whip and the
beholder of this whip, the Destroyer. He only has one chance, because when
these three henchmen get their hands on him, he is definitely outnumbered
still being a bit weakened.
In a flash Hunter grabs the part of the whip close to his ankles. He gives a
yank as hard as he can. This sudden move makes the Destroyer loose his grip
on the whip. Hunter jumps up and frees himself from it. Then by
outmaneuvering the three henchmen like a football-player on the field he
reaches the door, speeds through it and heads for the exit. The villains go
after him but the Hunter's speed is supernatural, not quite like that of the
Flash, but fast enough to be able to get out of the building and into the
night. The Destroyer is left behind in the door opening cursing everyone
around him. For minutes he is mad beyond belief.
Skeleton reached the lair about an hour after he had left the Wrestling
Arena. Still mad about the fact he couldn't get his hands on that damned
Supersnow he got behind his computer right away and sent out a message for
Superboy demanding an answer for why he had failed to appear, especially
after he himself had picked out the place and time for them to meet.
It was only the next morning Skeleton found out what had happened between
the Hunter and the Hero-destroyer. He knew it was the Destroyer's fetish for
sexual contacts with fallen superheroes in spandex; the Hunter could have
gotten away. He also heard from the explosive escape from the Tempest. All
that together with the not showing up of Superboy and Superlycra, Skeleton,
with good reason, concluded it hadn't been a too great night for them.
Early next morning the Hero-destroyer received a message from a new villain.
This one called himself the Cobra. He proposed to help the Destroyer in
defeating all Super-Punk Heroes in spandex. He writes his most powerful
weapons are his venomous fangs: "One bite through super spandex into muscle
will cancel out any superhero's powers. " The Hero-destroyer gladly accepts
this help. In doing so however he doesn't know he joins forces with a
villain who was even prepared to get rid of the Destroyer himself, if
needed. Only Skeleton had his doubts. For now he also accepted the Cobra's
presence.
Punk Super Heroes, part 2
The Cobra has joined the gang of the Hero-destroyer in defeating all
Super-Punk Heroes in spandex. His most powerful weapon are his venomous
fangs: "One bite through super spandex and into muscle will cancel out any
superhero's powers. " The Hero-destroyer gladly accepts this help, only
Skeleton had his doubts. For now he also accepts the Cobra's presence. He
knows this figure can't be trusted for even a second. From now on he has to
watch his back constantly.
It's been a few days now.
After not showing up at the fight in the Arena nobody has heard of Superboy
since. Has something happened to the boy? Is he still alive? Nobody knows.
The Cobra, having joined the Destroyer's gang, only to get his revenge on
Superboy or the Tempest, gets more frustrated as days pass by. He needs to
get his fangs into a superhero soon or he will go mad
The Hunter also looks to be vanished from the streets. After his humiliating
escape from the Destroyer's lair only clad in pinks trunks the Hunter
searched his way home avoiding every contact. Only hours later he reached
his save flat. It was time for reflection. Never before had he been beaten
so completely. He knew he was on the verge of becoming a grown-up superhero
and with that came greater super villains. Did the Hunter have the power to
stand up against the likes of the Hero-destroyer, Dr Skeleton, the Naked
Villain and the Cobra? He even did not have his beloved green costume
anymore in which he gladly watched and touched himself in a mirror. Did he
have to force the Destroyer to give up HIS costume? But then, how...? Or,
did he have to make himself another costume?
Although both Superboy and the Hunter had disappeared Garry Christopher
alias Superlycra had been doing a lot of investigations. The night the fight
at the Arena had to take place, he himself was at the Arena too. Staying in
the dark, he watched Skeleton wait for the Boy of Steel to appear. After
being there a while he saw something move at the other side of the hall. It
was a blue and dark clad figure.
"The Cobra! What is he doing here?" Superlycra asked himself.
He decided to stay and watch the things that were about to happen. He knew
the powers of this Cobra. Whenever these two villains would outnumber
Superboy, he himself would jump into the ring to give aid to his friend.
Nothing happened though and after Skeleton decided to leave the building
Superlycra followed the man hoping he would get back to the lair of the
Hero-destroyer. He was lucky. Knowing the place of their hideout he could
plan a surprise attack to stop these two before they could do real harm.
They already had devastated his apartment. They had to be stopped.
So, a few days later Superlycra decided it was time to end the careers of
both HD and Skeleton.
That evening when Skeleton checked his electronic mail he thought it was
important enough to call HD.
"Look here, Scrumm. I have received two messages from superheroes we haven't
encountered yet."
"Let me see. Who are they ? ", HD eagerly reacted.
"He calls himself Wonderman. Look what he writes : "
"I am coming after you Destroyer to take you down once and for all. I am a
superhero and I will bring you to justice. You can't defeat me ! "
"That word "coming", is that a slip of his finger or is it a slip of
his
twisted mind", the Destroyer asked with glowing eyes.
Skeleton didn't answer. He knew what Scrumm was thinking about. He really
liked this attitude of his friend. He himself was more a voyeur than an
actor himself.
"What do you know about this guy", the Destroyer asked.
"Well, his costume consists of red knee high shiny leather boots and he
wears a a mask like that of Captain America. The top of his body is covered
in red spandex with a yellow "W" across both his chest and lower
extremities. He wears star spangled briefs similar to the one Wonder Woman
wears."
"Oh, that's a bummer! ", Scrumm reacted a bit disappointed. "That has
to
go!!! "
"He also wears a golden belt. "
"How can I get him where I want him? "
"I know he has ONE weakness. When he is spread-eagle and forced to cum his
powers are drained. When this cumming happens several times within an hour
it may even kill him. "
"Only once before Wonderman has been nearly killed. It was against The
Sperminator about half a year ago.
She had defeated him with a poisoned spray. I've heard he came at least for
or five times within the hour. It must have been awesome and only because of
the interference of Captain Marvel he survived this woman. "
"A woman?! This Superhero beaten by a woman! "
"And what about the second message! "
"Robin has answered us! "
"WHOOOOHAHAHAHAA ", Yelled the Hero-destroyer. The Boy Wonder was one of his

favorite superheroes. He had always dreamt of playing with that gorgeous
young body. He already dreamt about caressing his body all over, his neck,
his chest and his buttocks covered in that shiny spandex. Superboy AND Robin
together tight up. His cock began to grow rapidly. He imagined the two boys
tight up back-to-back squirming to get themselves free, what -of course-
would turn out to be impossible for them to do.
Skeleton proceeded: "He wrote: This is the Boy Wonder. Did someone challenge
me? Let me pull up my tights and hop on my cycle - who wants a piece of me?
"
"I do, I do, "HD yelled a bit out of control. "Answer him and lure him
into
a trap, soon. I will finish him off myself quickly "
At that same moment a figure entered the room behind them without making a
sound. When he saw both the Hero-destroyer and Dr Skeleton bent over the
computer he slammed the door. Both men jumped up, turned around and stood
face-to-face to the superhero Superlycra.
"WHAT.... WHERE..... What are...... ", The Destroyer tried to speak out.
"Your days are numbered! ", Superlycra said in a tranquil voice.
As soon as the Hero-destroyer had regained his words he replied: "Do you
really think you can beat me on my own terrain, do you?."
"I already did with all your henchmen squirming around here "
"The Hero-destroyer is another league, Superlycra. You won't be leaving this
room anymore, I tell you that? "
Barely having spoken out these words the Hero-destroyer jumps forward and
with a high kick surprises their spandex-clad guest. Superlycra stumbles
backwards and hits the wall hard.
Punk Super Heroes, part 3
The Hero-destroyer has two new superheroes on his list for causing their
ultimate downfall: Wonderman and Robin. Especially Robin, the Boy wonder, is
high on the Destroyer's list. At that moment however, Superlycra entered the
hide-out of the Destroyer. Soon after a fight between the superhero and the
Destroyer begins.
After having barely spoken out these words the Hero-destroyer jumped forward
and with a high kick surprised their spandex-clad guest. Superlycra stumbled
backwards and hit the wall hard. He fortunately regained his wits quickly,
but this surprise attack made his confidence crumbles a bit. This
Hero-destroyer was more powerful then he ever had expected. He had to trust
on his own superpowers to battle this out. He attacked and hit the Destroyer
on both head and stomach. The villain bent over giving Superlycra the chance
to hit the man with his left knee.
"Don't you think all superheroes fight fair ", Superlycra stated while
grabbing the Destroyer between his legs and so lifting him up from the floor
making him defenseless. A few seconds later the green spandex-clad super
villain lay between a pile of dirt.
"... and I see you're wearing something that doesn't belong to you !"
The Destroyer got on his feet again.
"Yes and the former owner has ceased to exist."
Superlycra attacked again but this time the Destroyer was too quickly for
him. The man ducked underneath the attacker and with a huge kick between his
shoulders, the hero flew across the room losing his balance and hitting the
corner side of a big iron rack with his shoulder. Superlycra thought he
heard something snap. The pain was almost unbearable and his left arm became
numb. The Destroyer, a skilled fighter, didn't stop for a second and grabbed
the hurt arm of Superlycra. The man screamed it out. And only HD was
enjoying the fight at this moment. Bending the hero's arm over and over
again, he didn't give him a second to recuperate. The powerful hero lay on
his stomach on the floor with the Destroyer on top of him bending the hurt
arm backwards.
In spite of the pain Superlycra realised that his position in the fight was
far from save with that Skeleton figure nearby. The danger of a quick and
fatal attack on him was more then a possibility. He had to break free. With
all of his superpowers he turned around underneath the villain, tearing
loose his arm and knocking the Destroyer off of him. He managed to get on
his feet again.
While this fight got on it was the Cobra who was roaming the alleys near the
harbour again. He hoped to find a trace of Superboy or the Tempest. At first
there was nothing he could discover. There where a few minor criminals on
the loose but that didn't interest the villain much. This situation would
change quickly when in a flash a red and blue figure fell from the sky:
Superboy. It was clear the boy was after these small criminals. The boxes
they were loading contained heavy weapons. Within two minutes the six men
were tight up while the Boy of Steel destroyed the weapons.
"So! And now you guys are going to make a social visit with the police! ",
Superboy stated. While Superboy was preparing for the flight to the
policestation the Cobra decided to step forward.
"Hello, Superboy! "
Superboy turned around quickly. Ten meters from him stood a blue and black
figure he had never seen before.
"Who are you? ", he asked.
"I am the Cobra! "
"What do you want from me?" the boy asked. He wanted to leave with his
captives. Didn't like to talk for a long time.
"I have been looking for you the last few days! Where the hell have you been
hiding so long! "
"Had some business out of town. But why do you want to know? "
"I hoped to meet you in the Arena, about five days ago. You were not there!"
"Yes. I remember but even I can't be in two places at the same time"
"I know you had arranged a fight with the Hero-destroyer. You chickened
out!"
"No! I didn't. I explained to you I ...."
"Words! Only words! In my circles men are judged by their actions, not by
there words."
Superboy felt anger coming up.
"I will make a new deal with you, tomorrow night same time, same place. Be
there! "
Before Superboy could react the Cobra already had vanished into the dark
again. The superhero had no interest to follow the dark figure. His main
goal now was to get rid of the six criminals.
During this first encounter between the Cobra and Superboy the fight between
the Destroyer and Superlycra had taken a bad turn for the villain.
Superlycra tossed around with the bruised Destroyer. But again the Destroyer
showed his enormous recovering ability. The now confident Superlycra wanted
to end the fight by tying up the Destroyer. While he was searching for some
rope, he didn't watch Skeleton who still was in the room somewhere. In an
inattentive moment Skeleton came into action. He snatched the small device
from a table and pressed the large red button on it. Within a split second
Superlycra was surrounded by a large piece of dark blue lycra cloth and
before he even realised it, the lycra started shrinking around his muscular
body. He desperately tried to outmaneuver the cloth but he was too late
already. The lycra formed a body bag around Superlycra's body, every second
shrinking even more, making it even harder for Superlycra to make a move.
Both Skeleton and the Hero-destroyer were standing next to the still moving
body bag. They already congratulated each other with this unsuspected catch.
The movements of Superlycra in the body bag decreased. His super strength
was fading away rapidly because of the effect of the blue lycra on his
superpowers. The air entering the body bag was not enough to keep the man
conscious. Five minutes after Skeleton had made his move the body of
Superlycra didn't move anymore.
Punk Super Heroes, part 4
For the last few days, after having escaped from the clutches of the
Hero-destroyer, the Hunter had been dazed.
He was looking for answers to questions he had never had before. The
experience he had suffered had taken a severe mental effect on the young
man. He had always been so proud of being the Hunter and with good reason.
From the very first beginning the Hunter had always been on top of things.
These criminals he fought had learned to respect the crime-fighter. Not once
before he had been beaten, at least until he met the Hero-destroyer. He had
made a big mistake thinking the Hero-destroyer was a small criminal like all
the others. How wrong had he been! His self-confidence had made him a bit
careless. He surely paid for it! His defeat and rape at the hands of the
Hero-destroyer had been terrible and humiliating.
Now the time had come to make the ultimate decision. He had powers and he
had sworn to use them in the defense of the innocents from villains like the
Hero-destroyer and his new-found allies. Could he just give up now the going
got though and things got roughed up a bit? The true answer wasn't that
difficult. There was only one big problem. How could he fight without his
costume? Not only did it conceal his identity, but the feel of the tight
lycra enveloping his lithe frame had always made Hunter feel so confident,
so virile. And now, now that costume was in the hands of the Hero-destroyer.
That thought made Hunter sick. He would have to get the costume back from
the villain, no matter what the cost. But how? Both Skeleton and the
Hero-destroyer were standing next to the still moving body bag. They already
congratulated each other with this unsuspected catch. The movements of
Superlycra in the body bag decreased. His strength was fading away rapidly
because of the effect of the blue lycra on his superpowers. The air entering
the body bag was not enough to keep the man conscious. Five minutes after
Skeleton had made his move the body of Superlycra didn't move anymore.
"Is he dead? ", the Destroyer asked while kicking the body bag.
"No! He is only unconscious but he will stay in that condition as long as he
stays in that body bag. I knew his powers from my talks with the Masked
Villain. They disappear when he wears blue spandex. I hoped it also would do
the trick when it only covered him over his own spandex costume. "
"It certainly did! ", the Destroyer answered and he again kicked the not
moving body of Superlycra.
"What are we going to do to him?", Skeleton asked
"I'm not sure yet. He was not in my plans yet. I think I will have the
Masked Villain to come and get him. I'm sure he knows what to do with this
guy. And when he realizes that I have beaten Superlycra easily while he had
so much trouble with the man, he knows who's the one and only super villain
in town. You must send him a message as soon as possible "
"Consider it done ! "
"In the meantime, put this Superlycra away somewhere! "
Ten minutes later an electronic message was sent to the Masked Villain,
saying :
"I want to let you know I just captured Superlycra. He is powerless and
trapped in my blue spandex body bag. I want you to have him and play with
him. Let me know when you come to collect him. I surely want to know what
your plans are with him "
A few hours after Skeleton had sent the message to the Masked Villain the
Cobra entered the lair and told both men about his encounter with Superboy.
"I challenged him to come to the Arena tomorrow night and although he didn't
say so, I think he will accept the challenge. So, the postponed fight will
take place after all."
"You're a great ally, " the Destroyer said.
"I will leave now and you will only see me back again tomorrow evening at
the Arena.", the Cobra responded. A minute later Skeleton and the
Hero-destroyer were alone again.
"Thanks to Cobra we have a second chance defeating Superboy ", Skeleton
started. "We only have to be careful with Cobra. I don't trust him "
"I think we CAN trust him. He also wants Superboy. As long as we have the
same goal I don't think he will cause us any problems."
"Yes, but...."'Skeleton interfered.
".......... and when we don't need him anymore we will terminate his career
with a big bang ! "
"Let's hope everything goes well tomorrow night! "
"Superboy stands no chance against me and the Cobra! ", the Hero-destroyer
concluded.
Mickey Knox, the young photographer who had taken the picture of the Cobra
without wearing his mask had heard from one of his own informers about the
upcoming fight between the Cobra and Superboy . Because he still was eager
to get to talk to the Cobra about some sort of "silencing money" he decided
he would sneak into the Arena hoping to contact that Cobra. To make sure the
Cobra would not kill him at the spot he placed the valuable picture, he had
taken, on the Internet. He secured it with a password so only he could reach
it. If, however, he would not start his own computer within three days
again, that picture automatically would be sent to all newspapers in the
country. If the Cobra wanted to keep his secret identity safe and Knox knew
he wanted to, he HAD to agree with the terms Mickey Knox would state. The
Cobra would be forced to obey him. It gave Mickey a shivering all over his
body knowing he was about to be able to control one of those super villains.
In the meantime Superboy had gotten back to his Fortress of Solitude in the
cold north. After his encounter with that blue-and-black figure of the Cobra
this figure had not left his mind anymore. He had never before seen such a
horrible creature. Where did the Cobra come from? From out of the water? He
contacted Tempest but he also never had heard from the Cobra before. He
promised he would get into it himself. And why would this creature want to
fight him, Superboy, in the Arena while the Hero-destroyer also wanted to
fight him there before? There had to be a connection between the two. It
very much looked like a trap was set up for him. He COULD ignore the
challenge. Unfortunately however he was not able NOT to take up a challenge.
Superboy searched his computer for every bit of information about the
Hero-destroyer he could find: a strong guy with superpowers, nothing
special. The most dangerous part was the always-present Dr Skeleton. Did
they have the means to outmaneuver his own superpowers? Did Skeleton have
some Kryptonite hidden somewhere? And what about that black spot of the
Cobra? There was absolutely nothing he could find about the Cobra. Does the
Cobra have superpowers of his own? Does he have an unknown trick up his
sleeve I can't fight against?
The only way to get the answer to all these questions is to take up the
challenge. Superboy decides to go to the Arena tomorrow at midnight although
he is not sure about what will be the outcome of that encounter.
Punk Super Heroes, part 5
The only way to get the answer to all these questions is to take up the
challenge. Superboy decides to go to the Arena tomorrow at midnight although
he is not sure about what will be the outcome of that encounter.
The Hunter, after having decided to stay in the crime-fighting business,
still had one problem left before he could come into action again. He needed
a replacement costume for it was impossible to pursue the Hero-destroyer in
his normal clothes. This problem could be solved easily though. Because of
his fetish for lycra he had more than enough pieces of clothing that would
both conceal his identity as it would give him that virile feeling, making
him so lithe and confident. He started searching his lycra wardrobe. Some of
the pieces had been used so often they were torn up and no use to be worn
outside. Hunter however couldn't find the courage to throw them away. Torn
up lycra also could give him a stiff one when he wore it. He searched his
tights-collection and found a dark blue one, good enough to be worn while
hunting down his own Hunter-costume. Over the dark blue tights he got
himself a long-sleeved shirt of the same colour. A small black belt made it
complete. Boots were no problem at all. He had more than enough of them.
When admiring himself in the mirror he liked what he saw. He started
caressing his crotch area, making his cock grow. He turned around a bit so
he could admire his own buttocks. The fabric really stretched out over his
two hills of delight. For a second he regretted there was no one around who
would like to touch and caress him for his divine body. He really would like
to be loved by another gorgeous man. Unfortunately, it was not to be (yet).
At that same moment, the Hunter was dressing and caressing himself Skeleton
has received a message from Wonderman. It said: "I see you received my
message. I don't care what you have done to the other superheroes but I will
not back down from you. Signed Wonderman "
Skeleton only could smile while reading this message. His knowledge of
reading between the lines said more about the state of mind of Wonderman
than this hero would like others to know. A quick answer would surely have
it's effect on this Wonderman. Skeleton typed:
"I am glad you don't care about other superheroes. That only makes it easier
for us to beat you all up one at a time. You only got away so far because
you didn't make any move towards us. I can imagine you are a bit cautious,
maybe even scared. ". With one click the message was sent back to Wonderman.
Skeleton was sure he didn't have to wait very long for Wonderman to come
into action again.
It had taken the Masked Villain some time to react but early that evening a
message appeared on the screen coming from the Masked Villain.
"Great job catching SuperLycra...the Blue Spandex worked! Not sure you can
trust that he is unconscious in that bag. he is known to fake it now and
then.
Wouldn't it be nice to hang him in the ring, just prior to Superboy's
entrance to the arena? It would be great to have Superboy see how powerful
Cobra is by letting him humiliate SuperLycra as I take off his mask,
revealing his true identity to the world on live camera. I know that he can
be weakened and forced to do a villain's work if properly stimulated.......
I leave that fun to Cobra and some devious invention of Dr. Skeleton...After
I get that mask for my collection, he is yours to have fun with! "
"It's gonna be a bit crowded at the Arena tomorrow night. "
"I'm not sure we can trust everybody out there", Skeleton replied.
"Both the
Cobra and the Masked Villain have voluntarily offered their help to us.
That's not a normal behavior for criminals. "
"Do you think one of them is out to get US ? "
"I still don't know. What we will do is go forth with the propositions the
Masked Villain made. Superlycra is going to be in that ring too."
The Destroyer, enthusiastic as always, hardly could wait until the next
evening. Together with the Cobra they would humiliate both Superlycra and
Superboy at the same time.
"I will call Holleman to make sure a live broadcasting of the events will be
arranged. ", said Skeleton. Only a few minutes later Holleman was informed
about the upcoming event and he promised to be there with some cameras.
The Hunter now was ready for action again. For the time being the green had
changed for the dark blue. There was only one problem left. His cloak and
mask were still missing. The Hero-destroyer definitely did not possess the
green cloak for he surely would have worn it while raping him. But who DID
have his piece of cloth? How could he find out who the present owner of his
cloak and mask was? Where to begin searching?
In the meantime he would need something else the cover up his face and his
identity. Although his wardrobe bulked with lycra he did not own a second
mask. It never had crossed his mind there was a possibility he could loose
his mask. The only thing he could think of was creating a mask from a square
piece of lycra. He made holes in the cloth for his eyes, then covering his
head with it from the nose up. It was tied in his neck with a big knott. It
looked nice enough but couldn't match the real thing.
The first thing the Hunter decided to do was to go back to the Destroyer's
lair and try to find some clues inside his computer. For this he had to be
extreme careful however. He didn't want to meet the Destroyer yet. He left
his apartment long after dark and went back to the place where he was
humiliated and raped only a few days ago. It made him nervous.
Almost one hour later the Hunter reached the entrance of the Destroyer's
lair. On the outside everything looked quiet. No lights inside and with his
super hearing he could not hear any sound. It was save to enter. Everything
was dark, but he knew exactly where to go. Within minutes he reached the
room where Skeleton's computer was installed. Computers had no secret for
the Hunter and soon already he was inside it and all of Skeleton's secrets
where wide open for the Hunter.
Completely surprised, the Hunter was knocked out of his chair and fell to
the ground. He jumped up to see his opponent. He couldn't see because the
lamp on the desk had fallen down and was broken. In almost complete darkness
he saw a figure approach him. Not much later the two men wrestled each other
rolling over the floor, each trying to outwrestle the other. The fight went
on for minutes and minutes. Neither of them got any advantage.
Hunter almost desperately wanted to know who his attacker was. He was
astonished to meet a man as quick as he was himself. Every move he made was
counter attacked by this man. This man thought every thought of himself
already. He HAD to find the light switch.
Only minutes later he got his chance to turning the knob. The sharp light
turned on The Hunter froze instantly at the sight of his opponent.
" ROBIN!!!!! "
" HUNTER?????? "
Punk Super Heroes, part 6
Hunter almost desperately wanted to know who his attacker was. He HAD to
find the light switch. Only minutes later he got his chance in turning the
knob. The sharp light turned on. The Hunter froze instantly at the sight of
his opponent.
" ROBIN!!!!! "
" HUNTER?????? "
The two boys were equally astonished when it turned out they had fought each
other. Hunter had always been a great admirer of this heroic crime-fighter,
Robin, the Boy Wonder, for years already a legend on his own, once the
sidekick of Batman, now he acted on his own and with great success.
"What are you doing in here? ", the Hunter asked.
"I can ask you the same! ", Robin replied with a definitely annoyed voice.
"If you ARE the Hunter then why are you wearing this ridiculous and
amateuristic costume? "
Hunter was a bit ashamed to have to tell this HERO what had happened to him
a few days ago. It would only make Robin look down on him even more as it
appeared to be already. But his admiration for this young man made him
overcome his shame and he told him the complete story starting with the
fight in Central Park until his humiliating escape from this same building
they were in now. Robin listened without saying anything. While the Hunter
told his story Robin inspected the body of this young man. It looked very
much like his own. He was well built and he definitely could see this young
man had been working out a lot. When the Hunter reluctantly told about his
rape Robin felt his own cock starting to come alive. He was afraid the
Hunter would notice the growing bulge in his tight briefs. To avoid this to
happen he moved himself behind a table trying to take control over both mind
and cock again. He cursed himself asking that one question to this
incredible looking crime fighter. He couldn't let anyone know he was gay and
sensitive towards bondage and rape.
After Hunter had finished his story Robin walked up to him, lay his hands on
his shoulder and said:
" I will help you find your cloak. My quest for the Hero-destroyer just has
to wait for a while " As Robin told this to the Hunter he just couldn't take
his eyes from the bulge between Robin's legs. Was that his normal size or
had something happened with it in the last few minutes? The Hunter eagerly
wanted to touch it, but he could resist the urge.
"I think you were on the right spot to find something more about your cloak.
"
"Yes, I think so too. Just before you barged in, I had found an e-mail sent
to the Destroyer coming from Superlycra. He had found my cloak"
"So what are we waiting for. Let's find Superlycra. I'm sure he will give
you back your cloak "
The two young men now left the building as if they had been friends for
years already. Robin even put his arm on Hunter's shoulder. The boy shivered
when he felt Robin's touch. They disappeared into the dark night on Robin's
motorcycle.
Very late that night the duo of Skeleton and the Destroyer arrived back at
the lair from again another big job downtown where not even one superhero
had shown his face. On their arrival a little light began to blink telling
the two villains someone or something had entered their hideout during their
absence.
"Who the snow had the impudence to trespass in here? ", the Destroyer
angrily shouted.
"We'll known it within minutes. ", Skeleton calmly replied. "At
different
places in here I have installed micro-camera's which start recording as soon
as they register any movement. They can film without making any noise so the
intruders never knew they were being filmed. "
"Show me! "
Not much later the fight between the Hunter and Robin is watched on screen
and the events afterwards enjoyed with an increasing interest. On this film
Robin's reaction to the Hunter's story is even filmed in close-up. The
Destroyer is treated with exciting pictures of Robin's erection. It is
absolutely clear to both men these two boys are sexually attracted to each
other. It's also clear they both don't want the other one to know about it
yet.
"I CAN USE THIS! ", the Destroyer reacted excited. " Time will come
that
everyone is going to know about the sexual preferences of our two
superheroes. "
" ....... and I think I'm not very far from the truth when I say you already
know the way it is going to be broadcasted on live television."
"YES! I do! "
"I hope you can wait a while with it because first things first. We have a
busy night tomorrow! "
"I know! I'm enjoying it already knowing about the preparations we already
made this night. "
Tempest never had heard from the Cobra before. Only after Superboy had tried
to get some information from him , he got interested in that figure himself.
From the description Superboy gave him about the Cobra, Tempest was sure the
origin of this man lay in or close near the waterfront. Tempest started
inquiring in the ocean world. Not a single soul had ever heard from the
Cobra before. Even his old friend Aquaman knew nothing about Cobra. There
was only one solution left : Tempest had to track down the Cobra himself. He
hoped the Cobra would show himself already somewhere in the upcoming night.
He thought that by watching the waterside he would find this Cobra. Tempest
was so much involved with finding the Cobra he never noticed a man dressed
in strange clothing followed him for hours already..
Tempest never felt the danger that was hanging in the air while he was
looking around for the Cobra. The Dehydrator was an expert in almost
anything and surely Tempest could never have noticed the presence of this
extreme dangerous villain.
Punk Super Heroes, part 7
Tempest never felt the danger that was hanging in the air while he was
looking around for the Cobra. The Dehydrator was an expert in almost
anything and surely Tempest could never have noticed the presence of this
extreme dangerous villain.
The Dehydrator was patient and followed his potential victim for a long time
before he decided to come into action. It was in a small ally between to
high buildings when Tempest suddenly heard a strange sound behind him. He
turned around but could not see anything. He waited a minute. Nothing! He
went on again. Two seconds later he was attacked from behind. He felt a
great pressure on both sides of his head as if they were in a metal
headlock. It was his attacker, wearing metal gloves connected with tubes to
a small metal drum on his back, which had locked himself at both temples of
Tempest. Vigorously Tempest tried to free him. It had no effect. The pain in
his head grew to extreme heights. At that same time some kind of liquid
began flowing from the gloves of the Dehydrator into the drum on his back.
The liquid was colourless, like water. Tempest felt as if his head was about
to explode. Thinking became difficult if not impossible. What was happening
to him? Even more liquid kept on flowing from his head into the drum. The
flow even increased. Tempest cried out from unbearable pains.
Within five minutes more than two gallons of water were collected in the
Dehydrator's drum. And all of this water was extracted from Tempest's body.
At that time Tempest already lay down on the ground, only spasming a bit.
The Dehydrator had literally dehydrated his victim. Tempest had lost almost
ten litres of liquid within five minutes. A normal person never could have
survived this. Tempest although defeated was still alive. He lay out cold on
the floor. The effect on his body was enormous. Losing about twenty pounds
of weight surely had it's devastating effect on him. His well developed
muscular body had decreased in size and his mouth was dried out to the
extreme. His lips were cracked, even bleeding a bit. His skin's colour was
off white.
"So, this was the famous Tempest. ", the Dehydrator said out loud. "You
are
never going to be a pain in the ass anymore for us villains."
While saying this he picked up the dehydrated body of Tempest and carried it
over his shoulder while disappearing into the dark ally.
Late next morning Skeleton discovered a new message on his computer. It was
from Wonderman. Skeleton read :
"I am not afraid of you Destroyer or your gang, but I'm not interested in
your GANG. I figure that if I get rid of you your gang will crumble. I will
meet you anywhere at any time and I will defeat you and turn you over to the
proper authorities"
The message continued with a lot of big words about how he was in a
tremendous physical shape and how he had trained himself to withstand
certain tortures that someone might use to break him. "
"That narcistic fool. ", Skeleton thought. "This man really has a high
opinion of himself. He needs to be taught a lesson in humiliation. But how
and when? "
It crossed his mind to trick Wonderman in coming to the Arena too this night
though a bit earlier then Superboy would. Having two of his crime-fighting
colleagues dangling in the air being tied up from the ceiling would be an
even greater pleasure for them to enjoy when they could watch Superboy's
face going blanc.
It was a sharp ray of sunlight in his eyes that made Tempest regain his
consciousness. He felt awful. Never before in his life had he felt this kind
of almost unbearable pains. Every muscle in his body felt as if it was
ripped apart. It definitely made him unable to move even a bit. The rope
that tied his hands behind his back however also had it's part in Tempest's
fixation.
The room he was in was clear and seemed to be some kind of laboratory. The
tables were more or less filled with several types of machineries and
different kinds of glass vessels filled with mostly green and reddish
liquids. Next to the wall were large panels with light bulbs flashing. In
the far corner was a huge aquarium filled with all kinds of small fish like
sardines and herring. He even saw two turtles floating by. He tried to make
contact with these creatures. He couldn’t! His mind had been affected too
much after the brutal attack last night. He just couldn't understand what
had happened to him for he never had the chance of seeing his assailant that
night. Because of the position he was in now, Tempest was unable to see the
state his body was in. It seemed to be shrunk even more since last night.
For hours already Tempest was lying there, alone and unable to move a
muscle: utterly helpless. The only thing he could do was work his mind but
even that exhausted him after a short while. In the end, he was only lying
there, waiting for things to come. He knew he was beaten good this time. He
also knew he had to figure out a plan of escape soon, but thinking was hard,
too hard. Thinking became almost impossible.
It was way past eight o'clock that evening when Alexander came back home
from his daytime job. He was in a rush. All day he had been running around
being excited about what was going to be that night. Being home at last he
had to change into his Hunter costume quickly. Last night, after he and
Robin had left the hideout of the Destroyer they had found out about the
Destroyer's capture of Superlycra. One of the Destroyer's gang members had
talked too much after too much alcohol. He told them Superlycra was going to
be a bait for Superboy. It was all going to happen in the Arena tomorrow at
midnight. Both crime-fighters, being incognito, now knew enough. They knew
what had to be done the coming night for regaining Hunter's cloak. Robin and
Hunter agreed to go there together. After a motorcycle ride Robin dropped
the Hunter off at his place and they agreed Robin would get to him at nine
o'clock tomorrow. The answer to finding Hunter's cloak was in that Arena.
So now Hunter dressed up again in his dark blue substitute and hoped Robin
would be there a bit early. You could never know what else might happen.
Alexander's hopes were in vain. Robin even came a bit late and soon after
they vanished into the dark, into a definitely action packed night
Punk Super Heroes, part 8
After Hunter had changed in his dark blue substitute again he hoped Robin
would be there a bit early. You could never know what else might happen.
Alexander's hopes were in vain. Robin even came very late and soon after
they vanished into the dark night on their way to the Arena.
Tempest could not tell how long he had been lying there when at last the
door in the far corner of the laboratory opened and a man dressed in a
mostly silver colored leather suit came in. At first, the man acted as if
Tempest wasn't there at all. The fallen and helpless black-and-red
superhero, not able to say a word, followed the man with his eyes only,
while he was busy gathering several things from different tables. After that
he began building up a large device with the collected pieces of machinery.
All that time he never looked towards the incapacitated hero. After about
ten minutes the man seemed to be ready and only now he turned his attention
to Tempest.
"I know you can see and hear me, Tempest, so I will tell you who I am and
what my plans are with you."
Tempest in vain tried to open his mouth.
"I call myself the Dehydrator. You may never have heard from me before.
That's possible because I'm new in this line of work. I'm an inventor who
got discharged from a large company because the Department of the
Environment had ordered the factory to close it's laboratory because it
spilled to much waste into the river. They just dumped me, because a little
poison flowed into a huge river. "
The Dehydrator now sat down next to Tempest's body and he tapped him a few
times on his midsection.
"Nice body! It will be a pity! "
The Dehydrator continued:
"After that I started to grow an enormous dislike to all good do-ers in this
world. Especially to those spandex-clad figures who thought they needed to
save the world. Just before my discharge I had invented a device that could
extract water from fruits and vegetables within minutes. It had no use
anymore after I had been sacked but I swore I would get even with everybody
standing in my way. And for this I could use that last invention. I rebuilt
it in such a way I even could extract water from small fish, from a piece of
meat and after many experiments I succeed in dehydrating complete human
bodies. "
Tempest's eyes were the only part of his body to be able to react to this
story. They opened wide. He now realised what had happened to him last
night. He was shocked and fear rose from his eyes.
"You are going to be the first superhero victim of this new device and for
good reason, because I think of you being the most powerful man living in
these waters. When I beat you I can beat all creatures in the
ocean.............
Wait a minute. I will show you the result of my dehydrating device. "
The Dehydrator stood up and took a mirror from the table. With this he made
Tempest able to see his own body.
The effect was shocking for Tempest. He just couldn’t believe what he saw.
Was this really his body? How was this possible? It had become the body of a
teenager, no more the body of the muscular and full-grown man he used to be.
He now needed all his strength to stay sane.
"I have sucked about 10 litres of liquid out of your body. You see it has
shrunk a lot already. I was surprised you were still alive. The people I
used in my experiments all died before I had reached this level of
dehydration. But I haven't finished yet. In my lab here I have the equipment
to go even further with your dehydration, in theory I can proceed until all
your water has left your body. And because people are made up of at least
70% of water there won't be much left anymore. I even think your body
contains about 90 % of water being an ocean creature. If I really succeed to
suck all water out of your pitiful body only about fifteen maybe twenty
pounds of Tempest will be left. If I succeed there will be no way back for
you anymore. You will be as DEAD as can be, being turned into a shrunken
leather like dummy."
Time definitely ran out for Tempest. The Dehydrator carried the numb body of
Tempest towards the device the Dehydrator had just been working on. The
black-and-red body of the defeated hero was laid down on a metal table.
It was about ten o'clock that night when the Hero-destroyer and Skeleton
reached the Arena in their van. They entered the building and posted their
gang men at every entrance to make sure no person would or could enter this
place. They did not want to be disturbed while exterminating the superhero
family this night. Out of the van came the dark blue body bag in which
Superlycra was still held unconscious. They threw the body bag into the
square circle and then removed the blue lycra. There he was: Superlycra's
body flat on the canvas, helpless. Skeleton covered Superlycra's head with
the blue lycra and both his arms and legs also were tied up with a piece of
that same lycra.
After this, his arms were tied with a long chain and he was hoisted into the
air until he was dangling between the spotlights so he couldn't be seen
anymore from were the villains stood.
"Superboy will get a big surprise", Skeleton joyfully said to the Destroyer.
At that moment Holleman entered the place. He carried two cameras with him.
He started working on installing his cameras.
"We also must be prepared to meet the other superheroes who will show
themselves here. Next to Superboy I expect both Robin and the Hunter here
tonight. There is even a big chance we will have the honour of meeting with
Wonderman. I left some clues at different places, we would be at this Arena
tonight. If Wonderman is clever enough he shows up here some time tonight."
" I only hope the Cobra will show up tonight and even the Masked Villain has
promised to be here to help us destroying all heroes that show up tonight.
", the Destroyer replied.
"I have set up some traps inside the building earlier today. Maybe we might
need them "
"We will see. I think it's gonna be a great night for us, Skeleton. "
"I'm sure it will. All these superheroes will stand no chance against the
four of us "
Time progressed:
Eleven o’clock!
Eleven-thirty!
The Destroyer's watch said: twelve o'clock.
"WERE CAN I FIND THE DESTROYER IN HERE! "
" IT'S SUPERBOY. HE CAME ...................................... "
Punk Super Heroes, part 9
Time progressed while Skeleton and the Hero-destroyer awaited the arrival of
Superboy. They were full of confidence. Tonight Superboy would go down.
The Destroyer's watch said: twelve o'clock.
" WERE CAN I FIND THE DESTROYER IN HERE! "
" IT'S SUPERBOY. HE CAME .................................... "
"Yes, I sure did come." Superboy responded. "I heard about your filthy
tricks against some of the other heroes who I may call my friends. The only
reason I came here was because I will put you there were you belong: behind
bars "
The Hero-destroyer smiled while Superboy elegantly jumped over the top rope
into the square circle. He looked incredibly powerful as ever. His body was
encased in ever so tight lycra: black boots, red tights covering his manhood
and a blue long-sleeved shirt with a black shoulder piece. The worldwide
known -S- covered his chest. A sharp haircut.
The man and the boy carefully examined each other. Superboy knew the
Destroyer had superpowers himself so it would not be an easy job taking the
Destroyer. The Destroyer himself was a bit nervous; because everything
depended on the trap they had set for Superboy to fall in. If that trap
should work it definitely could turn out to become a great night for them.
"Before you ever succeed in putting me behind bars you have to beat me
first. An I can say that will prove to be too difficult for you."
"You know I am Superboy ........ "
"YES! I know but that one fact makes it possible for me to set the terms for
this fight. "
"What do you mean? ", Superboy asked a bit surprised.
The Destroyer didn't get the chance to answer that question anymore, because
with a devastating noise an enormous cage came crashing down. The square
circle was now completely surrounded by the metal cage. Superboy was utterly
surprised and looked around in a flash to see there was no exit.
"You ... you liar! And you really think iron bars can stop me. "
"Go ahead and try! ", the Destroyer invited.
Superboy walked towards the cage and touched one of the bars. In a reflex
his pulled back his arm.
"What ... what was that? ", he cried out.
"I had to be sure you couldn’t hide yourself when things will turn out a bit
too rough for you, Boy. The bars have a minimum amount of Kryptonite in it.
It will be impossible for you to break them."
"I thought we had agreed to battle an honest fight", Superboy bit towards
his adversary. "You know, Kryptonite has a weakening effect on me"
"No, it doesn't. There is just too little of the metal present so if, no,
WHEN I beat you, I beat you fare and square. "
"Whatever! I seem to have no choice. ", the hero answered. "Enough
talking
now, it's time to start what I came for: ending your criminal career! "
"Show me what you've got! "
The two spandex-clad heroes approached each other. Nothing could stop this
battle anymore.
In the meantime Tempest was battling his last battle and he was loosing it.
Tempest was shocked when he saw his reflection in the mirror the Dehydrator
had held in front of him. Although his body was still nicely proportionate,
it now was the size of a high school swim captain. It reminded him a bit of
his days being Aqualad. Not always a pleasant time. He did not like how
helpless he looked. The Dehydrator seemed large looming over him, especially
with the hero's new smaller status. The Dehydrator easily picked him up and
carried him across to another table with the dehydrating device on it.
Tempest knew he had to act quickly. He could not rely on his strength. He
had to find himself some extra time. The Dehydrator however was busy
starting up the device already now hanging over the shrunk body of Tempest.
Within a minute a dark blue ray connected his body with the dehydrating
machinery. Tempest began to gasp, and shudder within seconds after the ray
started its work. Tempest's body fell into weak convulsions. Soon after he
rolled his eyes backwards and lifted his neck back, hacking. He all of a
sudden went still. No single movement could be detected anymore. There even
wasn't any respiration anymore. The leather-clad villain looked on in
clinical interest. He approached his foe and felt there was no breath and
pulse. He laughed coldly and turned off the dehydrating machine.
I am kind of disappointed, guppy boy", the Dehydrator talked to the body of
Tempest. "I was hoping for a few more hours of fun, seeing how much I could
shrink you. I was even curious if I could get you down to the size of a Ken
Doll. Well, you are DEAD now. So it appeared you already were close to death
before we started here. I might as well take care of some business now. I
will come back, chop you up and feed you to the fish later"
The Dehydrator threw a last quick glance at the body of the dead superhero
before he left the laboratory.
"REST IN PEACE, Aqualad or whatever they once called you! ".
At the exact moment of Tempest's death the duo of Robin and the Hunter
arrived at the Arena. They had to fight themselves inside at the cost of
several henchmen. When they at last entered the central court of the huge
building they were witness of the first blows that were exchanged inside the
steel cage.
Punk Super Heroes, part 10
The Dehydrator threw a last quick glance at the body of the dead superhero
before he left the laboratory.
"REST IN PEACE, Aqualad or whatever they once called you ! ". At the exact
moment of Tempest's death the two young crime-fighters Robin and the Hunter
arrived at the Arena. They were witness of the first blows that were
exchanged inside the steel cage and they couldn't do anything to prevent
this to happen.
The two men grabbed each other by the shoulders and each tried to push the
other one into a corner. Suddenly the Destroyer replaced his full weight
making Superboy fall forward. With a hip toss, the boy landed on the canvas
flat on his back. The Destroyer followed his move with a twisted arm lock.
The Boy of Steel with all his might tried to outmaneuver this grip but
without success. Quickly the Destroyer followed by grabbing the neck of
Superboy and bending if forward to the max. The strain in his neck was
enormous.
"You like that Superboy. You like your head gets twisted. "
HD grabs the boy's hair and forces him to his feet again, only to twist his
left arm backwards so much the Boy is forced back to the canvas again, face
down. While his arm is forced on his back again, HD grabs his head, lifts it
up and bounces it back on the canvas.
"You shouldn't have come here, Boy "
With all his strength Superboy manages to get back on his feet. HD however
grabs his arm, throws him into the ropes off with he bounces back. With a
direct hit Superboy flies into the air and after a complete salto hits the
canvas again. He is dazed, his pride affected already. Superboy realises
this is not going the right way for him. This Destroyer definitely knows his
moves while Superboy, inexperienced in hand-to-hand fighting only tries to
get some space between himself and HD.
The tables get turned however when HD forces Superboy to his feet. While his
head is still locked between HD's arm, Superboy lifts the man up and drops
him back with his spine hitting his left knee. HD is hurt badly. He falls to
the canvas crying out loud. He rolls over hoping this will ease the pain
somewhat. Superboy jumps on him, grabs the legs and hooks them up, fixating
them. Then he tries to grab the arms of HD to complete the package. HD keeps
on screaming. The pain prevents him from making a counter move. HD is now
locked between Superboy's powerful legs while he keeps on screaming in pain.
"Please! Please!", he cries out.
Superboy keeps on pounding his body. Suddenly HD grabs his chance and
presses two fingers into Superboy's eyes. The Boy falls back in pain and has
to release HD protecting his now burning eyes. He is forced up again by HD
and thrown into the ropes. He keeps on hanging in there while HD pounds in
on him time after time. He finishes it off with a devastating head-to-head
collision. Not much later Superboy flies through the ring again, hits the
canvas and remains there, bottoms up.
"Perhaps that tiny bit of Krypronite did do it's work on your strength after
all, Superboy. Or is it really true that without your superpowers there is
only a pitiful boy left, not capable of defending himself. "
The Boy of Steel tries to regain his wits while being down. The red spandex
tights had forced itself in Superboy's butt-crack displaying his both
butt-cheeks even better. This sight did not escape HD. His own cock began to
grow. He grabbed his dick to give it a more comfortable position. Oh, how he
liked beating up spandex-clad superheroes
"You like that, Superboy! You give up already! "
HD now turned the tables again with bending Superboy's legs backwards,
fixating them. Superboy now cried out himself. Several direct hits on his
leg muscles made them weak. So, when HD forced the Boy up again he could
barely stand. He didn't have to very long. HD grabbed Superboy between his
legs and lifted him above his head. The Boy landed flat on his back and lay
motionless there for a few seconds. HD jumped up and landed with his full
weight on Superboy's stomach.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHH !!
"During the beginning of this fight the Hunter and Robin tried to find a way
inside the steel cage. It was sealed off completely from the outside world.
They realised Superboy was completely on his own inside that cage. Hunter
especially disliked what he saw. The Hero-destroyer, still dressed in his
own beloved spandex costume, at this stage of the fight was bashing in on
Superboy. He felt a tear but he soon recovered, because there was more work
to be done. If he wanted to whine and cry, he just had to wait until he was
back home again.
In the meantime inside the cage HD tried to twist Superboy's arm out of it's
socket. He began to loose control of his own body. The pain had become
unbearable. Lying on his back, squirming to all sides, Superboy tried to get
himself free from underneath HD. Then HD ends the grip himself, stands up
and gets Superboy's head locked between his thighs. With a high jump again a
devastating blow is inflicted to the head of the now semi-conscious hero.
Superboy lies helpless and broken in the ring while HD prepares for his
final move. He walk behind Superboy's body who is only waiting there on his
stomach. HD grabs his head, pulls it backwards while sitting on Superboy's
back . For a moment Superboy tries to prevent it from happening, but he was
too far gone already. His back arches back into an unnatural position.
"You're DOOMED Superboy ! I'm gonna take you out of the crime-fighting
business for good ! "
With a last powerful yank from the Destroyer , Superboy lets out a last high
scream and passes out. HD drops him back to the canvas.
"I ... AM ....... NUMBER ONE! ", The Destroyer yelled out inside the cage
while grabbing an arm of Superboy dragging him to the centre of the ring.
"You, you just were not good enough for me, Boy ", the Destroyer spoke out
while pointing towards the motionless body. Then he grabbed the red tights
of Superboy, which had gotten wet around his buttocks from sweat, and he
yanked them up again, forcing the fabric even more into his butt-crack.
After that the Destroyer began working on Superboy's blue-colored shirt.
"I WANT YOUR -S- boy, and your ASS "
Punk Super Heroes, part 11
"You just were not good enough for me, Boy ", the Destroyer spoke out while
pointing towards the motionless body. Then he grabbed the red tights of
Superboy, which had gotten wet around his buttocks from sweat, and he yanked
them up again, forcing the fabric even more into his butt-crack.
"I WANT YOUR -S- boy, and your ASS "
During the progress of the fight both Robin and the Hunter were witnesses of
it all, powerless to do anything against the defeat of Superboy. Now the
Destroyer had done what he wanted to do, he gave a sign to someone in the
dark and a few moments later the body of Superlycra was lowered until just
above the steel.

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