Bombshell

 

The assistant smiling and pointing you to the new lines... lots of pantyhose and assorted other bits and pieces... your eyes roaming over the possibilities... even as you hear what sounds like a low whistle in the background... like a bomb dropping from the sky... before there is a thunderous explosion on the street outside... shattering the windows...

Callie Sacramento converses with the salesgirl... giggling a bit and then taking a couple of items off the rack... "I'd like to try these on if you don't mind... with my overly developed glutes not everything works for me..." both women gasping and diving to the floor as the explosion shatters the windows... "Ohmygawd... what was that..." Callie shaking her head... "No idea..."

The street outside still smoking... as a figure rises from the crater... a girl about your size... a little taller and thinner... with a pair of huge metal gloves on her hands... glowing with energy... the girl grinning... "USAngel... the name's Bombshell... and you're coming with me..."

Callie Sacramento blinks as she stands in the doorway of the shop... doing a double take... before convincing herself this is not some sort of bad joke on the part of Molly... possibly trying out a new movie costume... "Listen Dumbshell... I'm Callie... I play USAngel on TV... I'm not really USAngel... and I'm not going anywhere with you..."

The blonde grins... "I don't care who you are or aren't... I'm not paid to... but you are coming with me..." She grins... swinging her oversized fists down at the pavement... the impact slamming into the concrete... creating another shockwave... that makes the earth shake... and shatters the road surface..."

Callie Sacramento gasps once more... wondering if she should go with the girl just to save the street... "You're a little violent about this aren't you... what if I say... no way!?" Callie kicks off her pumps at the girl and runs for it... dashing along the sidewalk... tight tube dress quickly riding up her shiny flexing legs until it meets the curve of her round bottom...

The pumps smacking the girl in the forehead... driving her back a couple of steps... and giving you a head start... before she gives chase... running like a gorilla... slamming the oversized metal fists into the roadway to give her extra momentum as she runs after you... growling... "You can't get away..."

Callie Sacramento hears those words and looks back to see that the odd-looking girl is gaining on her... even as she runs headlong at the side of a parked car... cartwheeling into a spring to a vaulting position... putting her hands down on the top of the car as she flips over it... landing on the back of a passing truck... clutching the door handles as it carries her on down the street... sticking her tongue out at her pursuer...

The punky girl scowling... and swinging the metal fists at the car... crushing it into a flattened strip of metal... then seeming to use the kinetic energy to blast herself forward... the fists lighting up like rocket engines... as she follows the truck... swinging the fists around to slam into the back of it...

Callie Sacramento gapes in amazement until it is almost too late... pulling up with her arms... knees in tight... shooting legs up and over... flipping herself atop the truck... just as the back door is smashed in... realizing her attacker certainly doesn't need her alive... too full of shock and awe to even realize her dress has ridden halfway up her ass...

Bombshell grins... "Make this easy, USAngel... and give yourself up... before I have to get tough..." She punctuates her point by smashing out at the sides of the truck... taking most of the back of the behemoth apart... as it skids over the road... jackknifing...

Callie Sacramento screams as the truck squeals to a stop... sending her flying... tucking into a ball in the air... uncoiling just right to land on her feet... sprinting on down the street... the hem of her dress quickly gathering around her waist as her arms and knees pump up and down... trying to escape the terror known as Bombshell...

The girl with the metal fists punching her way through the remains of the trailer... the truck driver running before his truck is demolished... as the girl pounds forward... chasing right on your tail... leaving cracked tarmec wherever she goes... as she chases you towards the docks... and the river...

Callie Sacramento dashes up across the bridge over the Cooper River... traffic squealing to a stop everywhere at the sight of her and her pursuer... Callie very much afraid she won't make the other side before being caught... flipping up on the guardrail as she runs... pondering the over 150 foot dive into the cold water below... would it be suicide?

Bombshell grinning... and gaining... the bridge shaking with the impact of her metal fists as she pounds forward... aiming right for you... swinging her arms around... "Hold still... when you wake up, you'll be in captivity..."

Callie Sacramento chooses possible suicide over surrender to the chasing nutjob... making a leap of faith out into space... imagining for an instant what USAngel would do... spread her wings of course... Callie's hands grab the hem of her stretchy dress and pull it wide... using the fabric to control her dive... letting go of the dress and reaching for the water at the last instant... a tiny splash...

Bombshell unable to stop herself... smashing through the barrier... and tumbling down towards the water... aiming her fists out in front as she did when impacting the street... to create a huge tidal wave... as she slams down deep into the water... the metal fists not allowing her to do anything but sink... as the shockwave buffets you...

Callie Sacramento feels the numbing cold of the water... the shockwave hitting her as she arches back for the surface... her teeth chattering though whether from the shockwave or the cold she can't say... looking back to see the girl sinking into the murky water even as Angel breaks the surface... shivering as she dives after her to see if she can remove the metal hands...

The girl unable to remove them... the fingers on the hands too big... as she sinks... the release buttons visible if you look... allowing you to release one hand... then the other... leaving the weapons of mass destruction sinking to the bottom of the river... leaving only a drowning girl...

Callie Sacramento examines the hands... finds the release buttons with frantic fingers... wraps her arm around the chest of the drowning girl... and kicks to the surface... her own lungs on fire as she comes up... gasping as she pulls for shore... shaking from the cold... unsure she will make it... when a patrol boat pulls along side and tosses her a ring...

The coast guard only too happy to help pull you both ashore... wrapping a blanket around you... while the commissioner looks over the girl being given mouth to mouth... "Hard to believe she could have destroyed so much highway... I'd like to know who fitted her out with those megaton mitts..."

Callie Sacramento nods to the commissioner as she huddles on the patrol boat... wrapped in a blanket... still shivering as she explains what happened... the commissioner wanting her autograph for his daughter who watches her show... and a thought occurs to her like a bombshell... maybe she could actually do more than just play a superheroine on TV...

(March 2009)