I'm Super Part I

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Entry posted by Scaley McSlither · January 23, 2017

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The mugger dragged his victim down a dark alley. She struggled helplessly, her hair bunched in his fist and blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

“Keep quiet, girlie. This’ll go a lot easier if you don’t fight,” he hissed.

She nodded and whimpered in defeat. Five minutes ago, she was ordering pizza for a take-out dinner and looking forward to a relaxing evening in front of the TV. Not even ten steps after walking out of the pizza place, she was grabbed from behind, struck in the face and subdued.

After a furtive glance confirming the coast was clear, the attacker produced a knife from his jacket and began to cut open her blouse with obvious intent.

A cry of terror escaped her lips before someone yelled, “Stop!”

At the mouth of the alley a lone figure ordered, “Get away from her!”

The mugger faltered a moment, the shock of being caught quickly replaced by excitement at the realization he had a potential second victim. He quickly appraised the new arrival – blonde, fit and wearing… a bathing suit?

“Oh yeah, this is just too good!” he exulted. “Come here, you. I can’t wait to double-down!”

Letting go of the first victim, he advanced on the blonde. “You coming from a costume party or something?” he smirked. She was dressed like some comic-book character, in a black one-piece suit, a red sash around her waist and wearing a mask. Waving his blade menacingly, he lunged for her.

It would be the last thing he did that night.

In an instant, a wave of energy burst forth and struck him square in the chest. The impact knocked him backwards and he crumpled over, laying still.

“You killed him!” cried the woman lying in the alleyway.

“No, he’ll be ok eventually. That blast only scrambled his neurons and knocked him out.”

“But… what was that? You shot him! Who are you?”

A smile crept across the rescuer’s face as she helped the woman to her feet, “I’m Ms. Marvel, I’m here to help. The police are on their way – they’ll get you medical attention if you need it.” She gestured to the prone form at their feet, “This creep is going to be cooling his heels for a bit. Make sure you fill out a police report. There’s DNA evidence all over him so don’t be afraid to press charges. You’re safe now. What’s your name?”

“F…Felicia…” the woman stammered, clearly on the verge of shock.

A siren wailing in the distance began to draw near as Carol hugged the grateful woman.

“Just tell them you managed to fight back and got lucky. They’ll never believe the truth!”

The amazed woman was still staring up into the dark night at where Ms. Marvel had flown off when the police pulled into the alley.