A woman with a Death Wish, she's a female Equalizer.
Continued from Chapter 1:
Not moving, as if an immovable object, she stood her ground as if daring them and enticing them to attack. As soon as the first, two men stepped forward, were close enough to reach out for her, and grab her against her will, she took a step forward. Then, reaching out her hands with lightning speed, and taking them by surprise, she grabbed each one by their wrist. Her hold on their wrists were as if their wrists were caught in a vise.
Then, in a burst of superhuman strength, as if they were rugs that she was shaking the dust out from, she violently pulled the men together and against one another. As if they were skiing downhill and hit a tree without wearing a helmet, knocking their heads together, they fell to the ground unconscious and bleeding. Within just a few seconds, as if she was Mike Tyson in a first-round knockout of Michael Spinks, she had easily and quickly knocked out the two men.
'Well, that wasn't much fun,' she thought. 'Over way too fast, that was too easy.'
Then, with Joe looking at her stunned, she turned her attention to him. Obviously, not knowing what to make of this petite woman defending herself and defeating two, tall, and hefty men, he looked at her in shocked surprise. Not waiting for him to run, not wanting to get her sneakers dirty in this disgusting alley, she grabbed him by his belt buckle, and with one hand, she lifted him off the ground and over her head. She turned him upside down, reached in his pocket with her other hand, and grabbed his cash before unceremoniously tossing him to the ground.
"Your wife sent me, dickwad. She cooks for you, cleans for you, and cares for your children. She's had it with you spending your paycheck on booze and whores," she said waving his wad of cash in his face. "This is your rent, bill, and food money. From now on, every payday, you go straight home from work and give your wife your money," she said giving him a swift kick in his ribs. "I'll be watching. I better not see you here again next week," she said leaning down to grab and lift him up by his testicles.
"Do you understand? Tell me that you understand," she said squeezing his testicles tighter.
Obviously meeting his match, he had never seen any man or woman with her superhuman strength able to defeat two, big men in a matter of seconds. In the way that she lifted him over her head with one arm, he never had never seen any strong man lift a grown man over his head with one arm. In the way that he feared this woman now, he had never feared any woman before.
"Okay, okay," he said cringing when she squeezed his balls as if she was squeezing lemons. "I understand and I agree to go home straight from work and give my wife my money."
Laura let go of him while he grabbed his crotch in pain.
"If your wife contacts me again, I'll hurt you. Especially after hearing your plan to strip me naked, rape me, and gangbang me, I'll really hurt you," she said. "How dare you? Who in the Hell do you think you are to strip women naked, rape them, and gangbang them," she said obviously assuming that he had done this type of violent behavior before?
A changed man, as if he had found religion and was born again, the next week and every week thereafter, Joe went straight home from work with all of his money and gave it to his wife. Embarrassed that a such a small woman could get the better of him and his two, burly friends, he stopped drinking. Instead of carousing with whores, he started eating right, working out, and spending more time with his family. He became a better husband and father.
Chapter 2:
Who is Laura Lion? Truth be told, with her home schooled, isolated from the public, and not having any childhood friends, no one knows. She seemingly she came from out of nowhere. One day, without an introduction or a warning, she just appeared as a vigilante, a champion for abused women, and performing feats of superhuman strength.
There's no doubting that Laura Lion is a superhuman woman. Yet, no one knows that she's a genetic creation of her chemist father, Dr. Lawrence Lion. Adding to her secret identity, not advertising who she is, not looking for fame or fortune, she's content to hide within a crowd of average, ordinary women who look like her instead. She's a superhero who doesn't wear a fancy costume, a cape, or boots. She's, indeed, a champion for the female underdog.
