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The Justice Hall, home of the Guild, lay quiet in the wake of the hero’s defeat. In the main meeting hall, the Guild members all awaited their conqueror on bended knee. Control collars kept their powers in check and their bodies docile, but rage and defiance burned in their silent eyes. All eyes turned to the entry as the mighty villain entered. Arms as solid as oak trees held his loyal sidekick at his side as his well-muscled barrel chest sucked in a mighty breath. The roar of his manly laughter echoed resoundingly off the once proud walls bringing burning shame to the faces of the defeated. When the sidekick spoke, it was a voice both familiar but cartoonishly distorted “They never stood a chance did they, Smart Man!”

William ‘Guy’ Pickering struck an impressive pose as he stuck his powerful chest out and looked majestically at his prisoners as he replied “That’s SmartEST Man, my dear Wise Gal! Please use my full name around the our new ‘friends’. We can’t have the your well earned familiarity confusing them. They need to learn their rightful place beneath us!”

The former White Owl looked more like a sexy cheerleader than the noble heroine she had been. Her short, green and white polka dot micro mini dress accentuated her long, sexy, fishnet encased legs while flattering her perfect bubble butt. Her skin tight grey croptop showcased her lovely 34 C breasts as they heaved in adoration of her beloved partner. Still when she talked, her air of confident wisdom had been replaced with the jubilance of a mad bimbo as she cooed “Of course, Smartest Man. You always know what’s best! But you know, it’s time to wake up now!”

The Herculean physique of the villain turned in shock to his most trusted aide as he roared “What? What did you say? What madness is this??”

Wise Gal smiled sexily at her leader and purred in a voice dripping of dangerous mirth “You heard me, Guy. You’re the one that wanted to dance with the devil. Well, the music’s playing now and it’s time to WAKE UP!!!”

A small jolt of electricity coursed through Guy’s body as he awoke with a start “What? WHAT??? Where am I?” The criminal looked about but all he could see was the heads-up display from one of the Libra soldier armor suit he bought on the black market. Guy reached and tried to remove the head gear, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t open the face plate or remove the helmet. As he looked at his body, he quickly learned that wasn’t all he was wearing. He was sealed in a full set of the armor, but like the helmet all functions appeared to be disabled. Stranger still, in the center of the chest were two letters proudly displayed; C and F.

As he looked about the room, he was surprised to see that he was still in his lair, but he wasn’t sure that description fit anymore. Oh, it was the same place and all his equipment was there, but now it was clean and painted. All the equipment had been merged and upgraded into a futuristic version of his original design. All the cables had been properly contained and hidden. Now the place looked like a high tech lab worthy of a team of Nobel laureates!
As Guy looked on in awed amazement, a sultry feminine voice dripping with dominance and purpose drew his attention “It’s about time you woke up, sleepy head. You’ve been out for two weeks. It took that long for your brain to heal from the Stupid Ray, but don’t you worry. I’ve put that time to very good use!”

Guy checked out the sexy vixen from head to toe. Her figure and hair color matched up fairly well to White Owl, but her movements and the way she talked were completely different. Her movements were sleek and powerful, like a female lion tracking her prey. Her posture spoke of aggression and decisiveness that bordered on ruthless abandon. When she smiled, it evoked both desire and fear.

As far as other visual cues as to the woman’s identity, it was well masked by her concealing costume. What looked like a black leather cat suit covered her from neck to her black leather thigh high stiletto boots in a form hugging fit that left the man panting with desire. Black leather opera gloves covered her hands and arms as well, Even her head was mostly covered in high tech goggles and concealing head gear. About her waist was a black and gold belt accentuating her curvy figure even more, and strapped on each thigh were rather large holsters boasting quite impressive hand guns. As the trapped villain took in the captivating view of his captor, new information began scrolling by in the visor. The costume material may look like leather but it was really Nu Silk 3.0. In addition to bullet proof as the original was, this version was temperature, radiation, and puncture resistant. In the gloves were equipped nanotech razors that could extend up to six inches. The material of the razors were essentially like a tough cloth until the signal was given to arm. Then the razors were 5 times harder than diamonds and 10 times the tensile strength of steel. The belt was actually a nanotech whip. When deployed it was 15 feet long and had similar properties to the razors when needed. Considering the types of weapons this woman had, Stupid Guy was beginning to really start to sweat. In a shaky voice, he croaked “Wh… White Owl? Is that… you??”

The lovely minx laughed sweetly as she replied “White Owl? Really Guy? Maybe you haven’t recovered from the Stupid Ray just yet. Should I return you to a medical coma for another week?” As Guy shook his head emphatically no, the woman nodded slightly before continuing “Well, then you of all people should know that White Owl is dead. Your process killed her off and in her place, a new heroine has arisen. I am VENGEANCE; the spirit of JUSTICE in Queen City! You see, silly man, you succeeded in turning off White Owl’s morals but you did nothing for what she loves and what she wants. Imagine a heroine no longer bound by law or rules. Imagine the good she could do; the people she could protect if she were free to deal with those who target the weak and just. She could deal true and permanent justice without any loopholes or evasion. Does that make me a monster? Well, actually it does and I have no pretense about it. To protect those I love, I had to let my old life go so that I can cure this great city of the criminal disease that is slowly corrupting it.”

Guy now found the courage to address Vengeance “OK, and in two weeks you did all this to the lair? You upgraded my tech, resurrected this battle armor, and decked out that smoking hot costume with tech I could only dream about? How??”

Vengeance’s smile turned sinister as she replied “You know what was really interesting about the changes you made to me? I found out a lot about my gifts. First was, the Wisdom of Athena can be devoted to rapid learning of anything. Second was it appears that the Goddess is pleased with my efforts to date as the harder I tried to absorb knowledge to further my cause, the easier it got. I learned much from your notes, but it wasn’t long before I was able to tap into huge repositories of knowledge from your associates at Libra as well as secret government sources. I gleaned knowledge from them that is decades beyond anything you dealt with. As to the resources to put this together, before I gave up my old identity, I made use of it to call in favors and get help from many extraordinarily wealthy friends and associates. It is amazing how quickly one can put things together with enough money and no care for consequences. In any case, I was able to put this all together and no one is the wiser for where our secret lair is.”

Guy considered the story the vixen told. He had read old stories of the Greek Gods and somehow, he had no problem believing they would be quite into a sword of vengeance without moral restrictions. With the right connections, and White Owl would have them, she could even pull all this off. There was still one thing that needed to be asked “So now that you’ve set up your little vigilante club house, what do you want from me?” Sweat ran down his face as he waited for the answer to that one.

Vengeance cooed as she lightly touched his helmet “Why my dear Guy, I have you to thank for my enlightenment. For that I give you the opportunity to turn your life around as MY sidekick.” Her other hand lightly traced the letters on his chest as she continued “And you need a name too. That is what the CF is for. To the public, you will be valiant Captain Furious, but you and I will always know what it really stands for… Cannon Fodder! Of course, it doesn’t matter if you do have a change of heart or not. The armor is sealed about you and only I can release you. The armor will follow my orders without question and you will be along for the ride. Of course, you will feel anything that attacks the armor. Pain is an important part of penance and you have a lot to make up for. Still, maybe someday you will have a true change of heart and become a hero. Since I can’t afford to let you go free, we will just have to live out this little play until you learn your lesson… Or die trying.”

As Vengeance turned away from her prisoner, she took to the sky and called back “Now come with me Cannon Fodder. We have real work to do!”

Despite Guy’s fervent efforts to abort take off, the armor followed its mistress. As it came up behind Vengeance, the armor loudly announced “Captain Furious is with you, Vengeance! Let evil doers beware our might!” Inside the Captain Furious armor Guy groaned “Oh swell, this thing has dialogue from a 50’s serial and I can’t get a word in edgewise. It’s gonna be a long night!”

Smartest Guy and Wise Girl by White0wlsuperheroine — Description
The Justice Hall, home of the Guild, lay quiet in the wake of the hero’s defeat. In the main meeting hall, the Guild members all awaited their conqueror on bended knee. Control collars kept their powers in check and their bodies docile, but rage and defiance burned in their silent eyes. All eyes turned to the entry as the mighty villain entered. Arms as solid as oak trees held his loyal sidekick at his side as his well-muscled barrel chest sucked in a mighty breath. The roar of his manly laughter echoed resoundingly off the once proud walls bringing burning shame to the faces of the defeated. When the sidekick spoke, it was a voice both familiar but cartoonishly distorted “They never stood a chance did they, Smart Man!”

William ‘Guy’ Pickering struck an impressive pose as he stuck his powerful chest out and looked majestically at his prisoners as he replied “That’s SmartEST Man, my dear Wise Gal! Please use my full name around the our new ‘friends’. We can’t have the your well earned familiarity confusing them. They need to learn their rightful place beneath us!”

The former White Owl looked more like a sexy cheerleader than the noble heroine she had been. Her short, green and white polka dot micro mini dress accentuated her long, sexy, fishnet encased legs while flattering her perfect bubble butt. Her skin tight grey croptop showcased her lovely 34 C breasts as they heaved in adoration of her beloved partner. Still when she talked, her air of confident wisdom had been replaced with the jubilance of a mad bimbo as she cooed “Of course, Smartest Man. You always know what’s best! But you know, it’s time to wake up now!”

The Herculean physique of the villain turned in shock to his most trusted aide as he roared “What? What did you say? What madness is this??”

Wise Gal smiled sexily at her leader and purred in a voice dripping of dangerous mirth “You heard me, Guy. You’re the one that wanted to dance with the devil. Well, the music’s playing now and it’s time to WAKE UP!!!”

A small jolt of electricity coursed through Guy’s body as he awoke with a start “What? WHAT??? Where am I?” The criminal looked about but all he could see was the heads-up display from one of the Libra soldier armor suit he bought on the black market. Guy reached and tried to remove the head gear, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t open the face plate or remove the helmet. As he looked at his body, he quickly learned that wasn’t all he was wearing. He was sealed in a full set of the armor, but like the helmet all functions appeared to be disabled. Stranger still, in the center of the chest were two letters proudly displayed; C and F.

As he looked about the room, he was surprised to see that he was still in his lair, but he wasn’t sure that description fit anymore. Oh, it was the same place and all his equipment was there, but now it was clean and painted. All the equipment had been merged and upgraded into a futuristic version of his original design. All the cables had been properly contained and hidden. Now the place looked like a high tech lab worthy of a team of Nobel laureates!
As Guy looked on in awed amazement, a sultry feminine voice dripping with dominance and purpose drew his attention “It’s about time you woke up, sleepy head. You’ve been out for two weeks. It took that long for your brain to heal from the Stupid Ray, but don’t you worry. I’ve put that time to very good use!”

Guy checked out the sexy vixen from head to toe. Her figure and hair color matched up fairly well to White Owl, but her movements and the way she talked were completely different. Her movements were sleek and powerful, like a female lion tracking her prey. Her posture spoke of aggression and decisiveness that bordered on ruthless abandon. When she smiled, it evoked both desire and fear.

As far as other visual cues as to the woman’s identity, it was well masked by her concealing costume. What looked like a black leather cat suit covered her from neck to her black leather thigh high stiletto boots in a form hugging fit that left the man panting with desire. Black leather opera gloves covered her hands and arms as well, Even her head was mostly covered in high tech goggles and concealing head gear. About her waist was a black and gold belt accentuating her curvy figure even more, and strapped on each thigh were rather large holsters boasting quite impressive hand guns. As the trapped villain took in the captivating view of his captor, new information began scrolling by in the visor. The costume material may look like leather but it was really Nu Silk 3.0. In addition to bullet proof as the original was, this version was temperature, radiation, and puncture resistant. In the gloves were equipped nanotech razors that could extend up to six inches. The material of the razors were essentially like a tough cloth until the signal was given to arm. Then the razors were 5 times harder than diamonds and 10 times the tensile strength of steel. The belt was actually a nanotech whip. When deployed it was 15 feet long and had similar properties to the razors when needed. Considering the types of weapons this woman had, Stupid Guy was beginning to really start to sweat. In a shaky voice, he croaked “Wh… White Owl? Is that… you??”

The lovely minx laughed sweetly as she replied “White Owl? Really Guy? Maybe you haven’t recovered from the Stupid Ray just yet. Should I return you to a medical coma for another week?” As Guy shook his head emphatically no, the woman nodded slightly before continuing “Well, then you of all people should know that White Owl is dead. Your process killed her off and in her place, a new heroine has arisen. I am VENGEANCE; the spirit of JUSTICE in Queen City! You see, silly man, you succeeded in turning off White Owl’s morals but you did nothing for what she loves and what she wants. Imagine a heroine no longer bound by law or rules. Imagine the good she could do; the people she could protect if she were free to deal with those who target the weak and just. She could deal true and permanent justice without any loopholes or evasion. Does that make me a monster? Well, actually it does and I have no pretense about it. To protect those I love, I had to let my old life go so that I can cure this great city of the criminal disease that is slowly corrupting it.”

Guy now found the courage to address Vengeance “OK, and in two weeks you did all this to the lair? You upgraded my tech, resurrected this battle armor, and decked out that smoking hot costume with tech I could only dream about? How??”

Vengeance’s smile turned sinister as she replied “You know what was really interesting about the changes you made to me? I found out a lot about my gifts. First was, the Wisdom of Athena can be devoted to rapid learning of anything. Second was it appears that the Goddess is pleased with my efforts to date as the harder I tried to absorb knowledge to further my cause, the easier it got. I learned much from your notes, but it wasn’t long before I was able to tap into huge repositories of knowledge from your associates at Libra as well as secret government sources. I gleaned knowledge from them that is decades beyond anything you dealt with. As to the resources to put this together, before I gave up my old identity, I made use of it to call in favors and get help from many extraordinarily wealthy friends and associates. It is amazing how quickly one can put things together with enough money and no care for consequences. In any case, I was able to put this all together and no one is the wiser for where our secret lair is.”

Guy considered the story the vixen told. He had read old stories of the Greek Gods and somehow, he had no problem believing they would be quite into a sword of vengeance without moral restrictions. With the right connections, and White Owl would have them, she could even pull all this off. There was still one thing that needed to be asked “So now that you’ve set up your little vigilante club house, what do you want from me?” Sweat ran down his face as he waited for the answer to that one.

Vengeance cooed as she lightly touched his helmet “Why my dear Guy, I have you to thank for my enlightenment. For that I give you the opportunity to turn your life around as MY sidekick.” Her other hand lightly traced the letters on his chest as she continued “And you need a name too. That is what the CF is for. To the public, you will be valiant Captain Furious, but you and I will always know what it really stands for… Cannon Fodder! Of course, it doesn’t matter if you do have a change of heart or not. The armor is sealed about you and only I can release you. The armor will follow my orders without question and you will be along for the ride. Of course, you will feel anything that attacks the armor. Pain is an important part of penance and you have a lot to make up for. Still, maybe someday you will have a true change of heart and become a hero. Since I can’t afford to let you go free, we will just have to live out this little play until you learn your lesson… Or die trying.”

As Vengeance turned away from her prisoner, she took to the sky and called back “Now come with me Cannon Fodder. We have real work to do!”

Despite Guy’s fervent efforts to abort take off, the armor followed its mistress. As it came up behind Vengeance, the armor loudly announced “Captain Furious is with you, Vengeance! Let evil doers beware our might!” Inside the Captain Furious armor Guy groaned “Oh swell, this thing has dialogue from a 50’s serial and I can’t get a word in edgewise. It’s gonna be a long night!”