NINE

Invulnergirl just opened the door to one of the police cars and got behind the wheel. Protests of the policemen that she couldn’t do that she just ignored. If it was because they were actually thinking she might be able to solve the hostages, the respect and awe for someone looking like a superhero or they were just too dumbfounded she didn’t know. What she did know was that she was going to get only one chance at this.

The key was still in the ignition. She turned and stepped on the gas. Gritting her teeth she drove towards the bank at top speed. The car plowed right through the bank’s door. Wood, glass, plaster splintered and rained down on it. She saw one of the bank robbers get thrown against the car window, his gun flying out of his hands. She knocked her head against the steering wheel as she stepped on the brakes. That didn’t hurt her at all.

She got out of the car, running towards the hostages. The two criminals that were still on their feet aimed automatic rifles at her. She smiled, boy where they in for a surprise. She did her best to just catch the bullets the robbers fired, making sure they hit her invulnerable body, not those of the hostages.

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“What the hell?” one of the robbers said as his gun made a dry click, all bullets spend.

The other robber went for a pistol he had in a shoulderrig. “I’m going to shoot her in the head.”

Invulnergirl stepped forward, putting her forehead against the pistol as the robber fired. Empty shells hit the floor. She was unharmed. Amazed, the robber removed the gun from her head and looked at it, like trying to understand why it hadn’t killed her. She gave him a headbutt, splintering his nose as he went down.

The other robber started to club Invulnergirl with the stock of his automatic rifle. After she was tired of him annoying her, she did a spin kick, catching him right in the jaw. She then hit him right in the face. He went down, just like his partner.

The hostages cheered. Invulnergirl assumed a heroic pose. She had to admit that adoration and applause felt pretty good. Even better than the applause she got as a cheerleader.

The SWAT-team had entered the bank, guns drawn. “Freeze!”

“Guys, I think you can lower the guns and get out the handcuffs,” Invulnergirl told them.

Sergeant Epps appeared as well now. He looked annoyed. “That was a really stupid move!”

“What are you talking about? All hostages are unhurt and the bad guys are all out like a light. Sounds like a hell of a move,” Invulnergirl said.

Epps pointed an angry finger. “You got lucky. But what if they shot the hostages out of panic when you came riding in like that?”

“You’re just annoyed I did what you couldn’t,” Invulnergirl said. “Now if you don’t mind, I have to split. My favorite CW show will be starting in half an hour.”

With those words she ran out of the building, the hostages applauding.