This is my first story with no connection in any way to the world of Search for the Goddess and Huntress of the Night. As such, reading those is encouraged but not required. The heroine of this story is slightly different sexually from Alexis or Kara. Alexis prefers normal sex despite her situation, Kara can't stand not being the dominant one, and Alisa is one that prefers being dominated though she is not aware of it. I say this as warning that this and following chapters feature the usual consent and no consent. If you do not like that then as always turn away. No one engaged in a sexual act is below the age of eighteen. Comments both positive and negative are welcome as long as they are civil.
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Mike sighed as he pulled out his wallet. It was 10 at night and he had been walking home from the movies when the two thugs held him up. It wasn't anything new in Allston that was for sure. The crime rate was high, the leaders were corrupt or idiots, and what honest police there were had their hands full with the dishonest. There were worst places to be sure, ones filled with murder and chaos rather than robbery and bribes, but Allston was still bad.
One of the thugs held out his hand, "You know the drill, Mike."
Mike did. This street was the fastest, and safest, way home. The gang that ran the street, the Crowns, had collected from him so much they knew him by name. The twenty buck toll was high, but at least the Crowns liked people to pay and leave than just beat the shit out of them like the Aces. Mike had just pulled out the twenty when a rock hit the thug from behind.
He rubbed his head and turned, "The fuck?"
All three of them stopped in their tracks. The young old girl, likely eighteen, in front of them was something else. Her creamy skin showed since she was dressed very loosely. A short black skirt with suspends over her red bikini top that stretched over her large breasts, and covered by an open brown jacket. Some mountain boots and black leather gloves matched with the grey cloth over her face and the red cap she wore over blonde hair that went a little past her shoulders. Since her face was covered, all they could see were blue eyes.
The other thug whistled, "Damn, look at you. You dress up in that for us?"
"Maybe. Let the other guy walk and I might even show for you." The girl said so with very real confidence.
The two glanced at each other and laughed. They were older, bigger, and more built than her.
"How bout this? We collect the toll, and then fuck you in an alley for your toll?"
The girl whistled and shook her head, "Wrong answer."
The girl took off running at them. The first thug clenched his fist, ran up to her, and punched. The girl reached out and grabbed the fist like nothing.
"Wha..." Was all the guy got out before a knee was driven into his stomach.
Not even stopping to watch him collapse, she jumped up and roundhouse kicked the other man in the face. Mike winced, he was sure something broke. The thug fell with a thud and the street was silent. Mike looked in awe at the strong, hot girl that was nudging the silent thug with her boot. Every move and blow made her breasts bounce and jiggle, and his eyes roamed up her bare legs. Damn, this was the wrong time to be getting a boner.
"Uhhh."
She looked up at him as if just remembering him, and took off down the street.
Mike ran after her, "Wait!"
A stupid move? Maybe. But he at least needed to thank her. Did she think he was making a move? That might end painfully for him. He hoped he could at least explain. It was not to be as she rounded a corner. When he turned, she had vanished.
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Alisa watched from the roof as the boy searched for her. Looked about a year older than her, probably in school like she would be. He had short brown hair and eyes with a handsome face. She couldn't see his body well under his shirt and light coat, but he seemed fairly built. She needed to remember him, and try to avoid him.
Sighing, the man gave up and walked off. Alisa figured it was time to go home as well.
Alisa was, simply put, a superhero. A new one, but a hero. After the Devastation thirty years ago decimated the Earth, superhumans came out of hiding and took control for a time. Thankfully, they returned power to normal people after reconstruction was progressing and control was restored in many places. Free of ruling, the heroes founded the Brotherhood and sought to train other superhumans to be superheroes. They would then be assigned to a town or city to help keep a measure of order corrupt or useless leaders could not. Alisa, someone with amazing strength and speed, had just arrived in Allston as her posting.
The busty blonde used her strength to jump from roof to roof until she reached the backdoor of her home. She had to punch in her code to get in, pass a scan down the hall, and confirm her fingerprints for the elevator, as befitted a skyscraper. One perk of being part of the Brotherhood was the hideouts. The group owned the building through wealthy heroes so while people lived and worked without care, the top three floors were where Alisa and her team worked. The doors opened and she walked into the living room. Three other people lived with her as support.
Jeff, the bald and bearded old man drinking tea, was so typical of the wise old man cliché it was scary. He was also the one that handled police or public officials when Alisa needed to ignore the law.
Kim, the tomboy with the short red dyed hair, was the only other female in the team. When she wasn't swearing up a storm she built or fixed whatever Alisa needed. She was also the medic, but Alisa was not too sure how capable the slightly unhinged woman was.
Andrew, the one with shaved black hair gulping down a beer, was the only other one that had powers. He was not a superhero but his enhanced sight and reflexes put him in charge of security and spying. He rarely said anything at all.
Kim looked up and waved as Alisa sat down and sighed, "Welcome back boss! Good night?"
Alisa nodded and took off her cap and mask. Damn that stuff got stuffy.
"Took down two Crowns. Not bad for my first night out."
Jeff glanced at her and shook his head, "A miracle, given what you wear out there."
"Calm down, old man." Alisa smiled at him and relaxed.
Yes, her 'costume' was unusual, especially for Alisa who preferred more covering clothes. But she had a killer body and decided to use it. One, most males she faced ended up distracted like the Crowns. Second, it was harder to recognize her in her more conservative clothing. Jeff and Andrew had worried about what someone would do to her, but she was a superhero.
Andrew finished his beer and set down the bottle, "Alisa, you should get some rest. You have school tomorrow."
Alisa groaned and slumped into the cushions. Andrew was firm, however.
"You spent years under the Academy's timetable. You are actually waking up later than before."
"Yea, but why am I a schoolgirl again?"
Kim snickered, "You look so cute in a skirt."
Andrew shook his head, "Your age makes school an ideal cover for now. Your grade also makes it good for being in the middle of criminal recruiting and drug operations. Now do you remember your cover?"
Alisa stood up and did an exaggerated bow, "I am Alisa Stanfield. I am not a super strong female with a hot body. I am a calm and innocent girl from out of town here to attend my senior year at Allston High. Let's be friends, or I will punch your brains out. "
Kim clapped happily while Andrew nodded in some satisfaction at her memory. Jeff rolled his eyes.
"Oh I am sure I will need to meet with the police chief on the first day."
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Mike yawned as he lay on the grass in front of school. The first day of school was enough to tire anyone out. But when you spend the night looking around for a sexy savior you end up even more tired. He would probably need to avoid that street until the Crowns cooled down. A commotion disturbed him from his sun filled thoughts of bikini clad blondes. Looking up, Mike realized it didn't matter.
This blonde wore the school uniform sinfully. A black skirt that stopped halfway between her knees and waist, a white button up short-sleeve and a black tie. It was plain and ordinary, but with her figure it looked great. Her hair was a little over shoulder length with some of her hair tucked behind her ears. Her body and hair looked so similar that Mike's first thought was that they were the same. But as he sat up and admired, he realized they couldn't be. The girl last night was cocky and violent. The girl walking up to the school was polite to anyone who talked to her, mostly guys hitting on her. A new girl for senior year? Well, he supposed it wasn't that odd. Not like anyone seemed to be complaining. Mike snorted and lay back down. She was going to be popular that was for sure. Since he closed his eyes, he didn't notice the look she through him.
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Alisa slightly picked up her pace toward the school when she noticed the boy on the grass. Of course he just had to be at the same school as her. Why did she even care? She was the superhero of Allston; she was going to be seen in her costume by a lot of people. Maybe she was just nervous because he was the first to see her. He might also be the first not to hit on her judging from the small crowd of boys following her. It was sort of like the Academy, only a little more pathetic. She kept up her polite personality to refuse them and entered the school.
