EIGHTEEN

Hank just couldn’t believe how crazy his life had become after his father got killed. Not only had he become an orphan, his best friend had become a superhero, he’d gotten himself arrested and now he was facing an actual supervillain. A supervillain that looked like a beautiful female bodybuilder. How he wished life could get back to the boring old days of reading comics books, playing video games and watching Netflix in his room.

“You look a bit young and weak to be a criminal,” Queen Neanderthal told Hank.

“I don’t really see myself as one,” Hank said.

Queen Neanderthal stroked her chin, not sure what to do with that answer. “Should I kill you or ask you to join us then?”

“Killing me doesn’t sound that appealing,” Hank said. He was backed up against the wall, intimidated by the size of the woman.

“I would advise you against killing him as well,” Marjorie said. “If you just surrender now, the judge might be lenient.”

Queen Neanderthal scowled at Marjorie. “I know you. You’re that D.A. that got me convicted. Oh, I’m going to enjoy tearing you apart limb by limb.”

“Assisant D.A.,” Marjorie corrected the villainess.

“Die!” Queen Neanderthal growled and came at Marjorie, hands ready to tear her apart. Hank figured it would be better to close his eyes or add more nightmares to the ones his father’s demise had already given him.

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“Hey! Tall, naked and ugly!” a voice sounded. It put a smile on Hank’s face. He knew that voice, even though she’d been trying to disguise it by lowering her voice an octave.

Queen Neanderthal turned around. She was greeted by an ahtlethic looking young woman in blue spandex, wearing a pink beanie and a mask.

“Who are you supposed to be?” the villainess asked.

“The Indestructible Invulnergirl, at your service!” the young heroine told her, posing heroically with arms crossed.

Queen Neanderthal left Marjorie alone to focus on what seemed to be a more interesting target. Fist raised she came running at Invulnergirl. “Indestructible you say? We’ll see about that!”

When the fist connected with Invulnergirl the impact was hard enough to send her flying through the room, knocking her into a wall. It even left an impression of her body in it. Then she dropped down flat on the floor.

“Ha! You don’t look that indestructible to me,” Queen Neanderthal beamed.

Invulnergirl brushed off some plaster from her spandex, as she got back on her feet. “You can knock me down, but not out.”

“Ha! You are sturdier than you look indeed. I’m going to enjoy ripping your head off,” Queen Neanderthal said.

“Forget about it!” Invulnergirl said and she dropkicked the villainess. Even though she was forced back a step, it didn’t seem to harm her though.

Queen Neanderthal’s hand shot out with surprising speed for someone her size, grabbing Invulnergirl’s neck. She started to squeeze.

That got Hank worried. Katie might think she was indestructible, but what about being choked. He had to help her.

“Why won’t your windpipe break?” Queen Neanderthal asked Invulnergirl, annoyed.

“Was that a rhetorical question?” Invulnergirl asked. “I told you, I’m indestructible. I don’t break.”

Hank grabbed the chair he’d been sitting in during the interrogation and swung it into Queen Neanderthal’s back. The chair splintered to pieces. It did seem to pester the villainess a bit, although it did little to hurt her. She dropped Invulnergirl and put her attention to Hank now. As her impressive muscular form formed a shadow over himself he wondered if attacking her had been a good idea.

“Fine. I kill you first then,” Queen Neanderthal said.