The heroine and her husband sat on the floor of their bedroom, Voltage still in the sexy version of her costume, but not feeling very sexy at all. In fact she was feeling, once again, very much defeated and humiliated at the hands of her adversary Diva. Sitting on the floor, her knees bent, her legs pulled in tight against her body, she laid her head down on her husband's shoulder and sobbed softly. Though the trauma of the day's events had ended hours ago, Voltage was now faced with the reality of the situation. Her illusions of being able to separate her private life from that of her life as Voltage had been shattered, leaving her and her husband Lenny faced with the task of moving on with their lives.
As he comforted his heroine wife, Lenny's thoughts were a million miles away. He had fought angrily with his wife over her alter ego…. her heroine pursuits… and this new life she had created for herself. It was not something he had believed in, supported or wanted any part of. But now, sitting next to her after seeing her in action, he realized that he could not separate her two personalities. Flora and Voltage had become one in the same and if he wanted to remain in her life, he would need deal with it. Their quiet life as Lenny and Flora Capo had been transformed into Lenny, Flora and…. Voltage!
As Lenny continued to ponder his future, his wife Voltage did the same. Yes…. Diva had unveiled yet another of her vulnerabilities in this latest encounter, defeated her soundly once again and even imperiled her husband… but Voltage still never considered giving up. In fact, this latest encounter, though traumatizing, only seemed to make her realize that there was so much more she needed to learn about her powers….to understand them better and then harness them for use against the forces of evil and injustice. For the first time since the accident which had given her these powers, she was truly focused on comprehending their potential.
With the police gone, the neighbors all back in their own homes and Diva long out of sight, Flora and Lenny sat and talked about their future. They spoke calmly, agreeing that their lives had just changed forever. Lenny finally agreed with his wife that her newfound super powers were an incredible gift, one that she needed to take advantage of and use for the good of all people. He also agreed that they were now in this together, no matter what happened, and that their marriage was resolute. All of this seemed to make Voltage even more unwavering in her dedication to the role of a super heroine.
But in order for all of this to work, they also agreed that they needed some time alone… away from all of the distractions… the crime….. and Diva! They needed to solidify their marriage and partnership before they were ready to move into this new world.
Flora also needed to be able to come to terms with her powers and have the freedom to work in a private setting where her identity would be safe. So in order to accomplish these two tasks, they agreed on a plan. The plan was that they needed to take a vacation far from the trappings of their personal lives, to go to an isolated place where Flora and Lenny could have some privacy to spend some time with each other, but also a place where Voltage would be free from the intrusions of the civilized world.
After a bit of research, they came upon the best vacation resort they could find and still be able to afford. It was very secluded and isolated, not too far away, and even quite romantic. A place where they could have a great deal of privacy, but not break the bank too. After all, even though Voltage was a super heroine, Flora and Lenny were mere mortals, still struggling to make a living.
Their destination was a small island in the Bahamas called Cat Island. With a population of only 1,600, the tropical paradise was the perfect, out-of-the-way place they were looking for. They planned a one-week vacation, arriving on a Saturday afternoon. Tired from the flight, they checked into their small bungalow, located directly on the beach, and then lay in bed to rest. But resting soon took a backseat as the romance of the trade winds filled their bodies and they were soon having passionate sex on the warm, sandy beach. It was the first time either of them could remember enjoying sex that much!
Later that day, Flora slipped into a bikini and tied a sarong around her waist while Lenny pulled on a pair of shorts and they took a walk down the deserted beach, holding hands. Just a few hundred feet away, they came upon the hotel's modest pool and Tiki Bar, located right on the beach. They stopped for a drink, chatting with the bartender, who was a native of the island. Since they were the only patrons, the bartender had plenty of time to tell them all about the history of the island. He told them that legend says the Christopher Columbus actually landed on Cat Island, rather than on the shores of America, and that later it was also a refuge for slaves who had escaped their masters in the old South of the young United States. They stowed away on cargo ships headed for Cat Island, and then settled on the island, raising their families here.
Flora and Lenny enjoyed the tales of the jovial Caribbean man, and listened intently as he continued on about the practice of Obeah, a type of Bahamian voodoo which incorporated both bush medicine and witchcraft. He explained that was why there were a number of bottles and other small objects which hung from the branches of the trees and why, on occasion, they might hear some yelling and singing at night.
Flora and Lenny looked at each other, spooked at first, until her reassured them that the islanders who practiced Obeah were completely harmless. They thought nothing of it, much too enamored with each other and with finally being away from the rat race to worry about some local voodoo practitioners. Instead they sat peacefully at the bar, sipping a number of different tropical concoctions before finally stumbling back to their cottage, still holding hands.
Their first night was rather peaceful, with the exception of some lively lovemaking sessions. Flora's screams of passion were much more piercing than any voodoo ritual could have been anyway. Years of frustration seemed to drain from her body each time Lenny perforated her, and she anxiously let that frustration ooze from her lips.
The next day they were even more relaxed, ready to explore the rest of the island and looking for a quiet place for Voltage to explore her powers. The hiked into the hills, finally finding a small waterfall in a clearing near a lake. There Flora stripped off her clothing and took a swim as her husband looked on in excitement. Her naked body dipped into the cold water before jumping upward, her nipples standing erect from the chill. After some time, she walked slowly out of the water as Lenny wrapped her in a towel and they say alongside the pool of water. Finally, they began to discuss Voltage, with Lenny beginning a well-intentioned lecture.
"I think your strength and powers are much greater than you think Flora…. Um… I mean Voltage. You have incredible potential that I don't think you have begun to explore."
Flora looked on, still wrapped in her towel and listening intently as her husband continued.
"Here, let me show you…."
Lenny walked over to a large rock, about 10 feet wide by about 4 feet high, which lay next to the lake. He then sat down on it before motioning for his wife to come over. She stood up, dropped her towel to reveal her naked body, and walked over toward him. He then instructed her to pick the rock up and lift it over her head. Voltage chuckled at first, not imagining her strength was nearly great enough to accomplish such a task, after all, the huge rock had to weigh a
t least several hundred pounds! But she agreed to humor him, bending her knees as she placed her hands beneath the base of the boulder. She then grunted softly while pushing upward, amazed that she was actually lifting it.
Lenny crossed his legs as he was elevated into the air, clapping his hands and yelling his support. Voltage laughed loudly as she pressed the boulder up and over her head, her body fully extended as her arms quivered slightly from the mild strain. Lenny then jumped off of the rock and stood in front of his wife, staring at her fully extended, naked body in front of him.
He then instructed her to toss the huge boulder as far as she could. Again Voltage set herself before pushing her arms forward. The massive stone sailed over a hundred feet through the air before crashing down into the woods, knocking a large palm tree over in the process. Voltage's brown eyes stared in amazement at the location where the boulder hand landed. Her husband was so excited that he immediately continued to find other tests of strength for her to experiment with. Each time Voltage was able to successfully complete the task, no mater how impossible it seemed. Not everyone proved to be easy, but it became more and more obvious to her that she had greatly underestimated her powers.
They kept this up for over an hour, playing like two young children, with very large toys! Voltage was overcome with joy, her naked body glistening from the perspiration which it had secreted from the work out as Lenny snuck up behind her and hastily plucked her off of the ground, draping her naked body across his shoulder. With his wife kicking and screaming happily, he carried her to the waterfall before playfully tossing her into the pool as the water cascaded down onto her naked body. He moved in quickly, preparing to pounce on and make love to her once again beneath the falls.
What he did not realize however, was that she had hit the back of her head on a stone in the pool and was knocked unconscious as she lay motionless beneath the water. Noticing how she did not emerge from the water, he quickly plucked her limp body up, shaking her until she slowly regained consciousness. She began to cough and gag, shaking her head as she slowly came to. Lenny's face turned pale as a ghost until he finally comprehended that his wife was okay, pulling her close to him.
Looking into each other's eyes, they did not need to speak in order to comprehend what the other was thinking. While the displays of her strength had been very impressive, her vulnerability was a cause for concern. They held each other for a few more moments before the titillation of Flora's wet, cold, naked body rubbing up against him was too much to bear. So Lenny gently lowered her down near the side of the water and once again made love to her in the gorgeous, natural setting, with the roar of the cascading water drowning out Flora's loud moaning.
By the time they had gotten back to their bungalow, it was late afternoon. Rather than have a formal lunch, they decided to simply take a stroll along the beach and have an early dinner at the hotel pool. Reaching the rustic hut on the side of the beach, they sat down, ordered a drink and then had lunch. As they chatted with the bartender further, he informed them that the hotel's pool bar would be closing early for the next 2 days, to ensure that everyone was safely inside by sunset. Flora asked why, prompting the bartender to tell them, in his thick Bahamian accent, about the legend of the Cat Island Amazon.
"The legend says that many years ago, a group of slaves from the state of Georgia, fled from their master, a ruthless plantation owner. Now this man was so evil that he would go out and purposely buy the biggest, strongest slaves he could find, both men and women, and then force them to breed. As a result, he created families of very strong, very angry slaves.
Well finally they all were able to sneak out and stow away on a cargo ship which landed on Cat Island, escaping their master. Afraid that one of the ship's captains, who was loyal to the rich and powerful plantation owner, might find them and try to capture them to bring them back to Georgia, they settled in the woods of Cat Island, on the side of Mount Alvernia. There they lived in peace for years and years, keeping to themselves and practicing Obeah. They were rarely seen or heard of by the locals, coming to town only a rare occasion.
But their isolation in the hills led many of the island's inhabitants to speculate as to why they did not settle in town with the civilized people. Rumors began to develop and eventually the word was that they had discovered diamonds and rubies in those hills and did not want to share them with anyone else. But the local residents of the island did not care, and left them alone anyway, co-existing peacefully for many years.
At that same time, a group of pirates would come to the island each summer and wreak havoc. They looted the stores, raped the women and made life miserable for the short time they were there. One year though, they heard of the group of former slaves who were living in the hills and how they had diamonds and rubies up there. Well the pirates devised a plan to capture their riches, forming a small army of bandits who hiked up into the hills and surprised the settlers. When they found no riches, they killed all of the men, raped all of the women and then killed them off too. All of them that is, except for one.
They took the prettiest woman, a young girl just reaching womanhood, and dragged her bloodied body back down to the beach. There they each had a turn with her before finally leaving her for dead on the water's edge as they went back out to sea. That night, a terrible storm hit the island and legend is, that the young girl's body was struck by lightning as her legs dangled on the water's edge. The jolt of the lightning running through her body, reviving the youngster and giving her incredible strength. She retreated back into the hills, only to find the dead bodies of her entire village strewn everywhere. That caused her to snap, vowing to seek revenge each year on all who visited Cat Island.
So the legend is that every year, at the same time when the pirates killed her family, she would emerge from the caves on the side of the hill and seek her revenge. She remembers everything that the pirates had done to her and her family, how they killed each and every one of the them, raping her mother and sisters before killing them too.
The young woman's anger would build so much that she would hunt down the island's tourists and tear their limbs from their bodies before drinking their blood. Every year at the same time…. the local police would always find several dead tourists thrown down by the shore, their limbs ripped form their body, the blood sucked from their corpses."
Flora and Lenny stared in disbelief at the story. They looked at each other, and then back at the bartender, who then told them that the next two evenings were that time of year, so in order to try and keep the tourists safe, the island was virtually closing down once the sunset. They could not believe what they were hearing, and eventually laughed it off, though as they did, the bartender began to close things up for the night.
Finishing dinner, the two lovebirds retreated back to their bungalow, where once again the discussion turned to Voltage. This time they spoke about her costume. Lenny couldn't help but remember how proud Flora seemed to be of the sexy version of the Voltage costume she had made for him. And he also couldn't forget how she looked in it. So without much prodding, he convinced her to try it on yet again.
He could see the sparkle in her eye as he stared breathlessly at her… feel the pride which filled her body. Flora had never been proud of the way she looked, but for some reason, this skimpy, yellow outfit seemed to change all of that. Lenny looked over at her and thoug
ht to himself. No… she did not have the body of a super model. No… her body was not perfect…. . But when she wore this outfit, she had a certain confidence, and that confidence made her beautiful to him than he had ever remembered. So even though it meant that the rest of the world would get to see more of his wife than he would have liked, he also knew that it felt right.
"I think this should be your new Voltage costume Flora!" he stated forcefully.
She looked back at him, peering through the holes in her silver mask as a slight smile crossed her lips. He explained that even though the g-string panty and push up bra did little to hide her assets from the rest of the world, his contention was that if she felt good about herself, than that was all that mattered. Self-confidence was a crucial part of being a super-heroine, and if this is what it took to help Voltage achieve it, then that would be fine with him.
She turned and checked herself out in the mirror, her flowing, yellow cape fluttering behind her as she spun. Though the sun had long since set, the glow of Flora's confidence brightened up their bungalow. She kissed and hugged her husband, agreeing that this would be her new costume. The two then decided that since the beach was so quiet, with all of the villagers and tourists now locked inside, it was the perfect evening to go out and further assess the powers of Voltage, and that's exactly what they did.
As Lenny sat in the sand, the moon glowing off of the water, Voltage practiced her flying. She still had not mastered the intricacies of shifting her body weight, and was especially struggling with her landings. But with the soft sand below her, it was a great opportunity to rehearse her technique.
At first she stumbled each time she landed, but gradually she built up confidence. Flying past her husband, she would swoop down to within inches of the water, soaring parallel with the horizon until pulling up and landing softly on the sand in front of him. He watched in amazement as the slim figure of his wife glided by, her body forming circles in the air as she looped over and over and then gradually lowering herself next to him.
But just as she planted her feet, both of them heard a commotion in the bushes just behind the sand. It quieted down for a moment, causing them to breathe a sigh of relief, but then a large, powerful looking woman burst through the brush and charged directly at them. Voltage and Lenny were frozen as the Amazonian woman dressed in tattered, skimpy clothing continued to rush toward them.
She stood about six and a half feet tall, her arms and legs rippled with powerful muscles, her skin as black as the night. Her hair was dirty and matted, her frayed clothing dirty and barely covering her body. Voltage seemed almost in awe as the wild woman rushed over to Lenny and grabbed him forcefully by the throat. She scooped him up off of the sand like a fly, squeezing one hand tightly around his throat and crushing his esophagus as his feet dangled in the air.
Voltage was finally jarred into action by her husband's gasps for air, as she immediately raced over to the large, angry woman. Standing just a few feet away from her, Voltage quickly took notice of how the woman towered over her, standing at least a foot and a half taller than she. Trying to hide her awe at the size of the amazon, Voltage reached forward to grab her. But the raging amazon simply grabbed her by the wrist with her free hand and easily tossed Voltage across the beach, sending her tumbling into several lounge chairs, her cape awkwardly encasing her body.
It took her a second to regain her balance, but as Voltage rolled onto her side, she noticed her husband's face beginning to drain of color as he was held in midair. This had to be the crazed amazon which the bartender had warned them about… and as she fought through the pain from the collision with the metal chairs, she realized that she and Lenny were now facing the infamous… Cat Island Amazon! She also knew that if she didn't react quickly, the crazed fiend would soon kill her husband! So she quickly got up and jumped forward, flying as fast as she could toward her husband's attacker.
As Voltage neared, she quickly pitched her body downward, so that she was flying within inches of the sand. The maneuver worked and Voltage was able to knock the startled amazon off of her feet as a result. Lenny fell to the side, clutching his throat as Voltage quickly attended to him. He tried to signal to her to pay attention to their assailant, but it was too late. The amazon recovered quickly and now grabbed Voltage by the cape, abruptly plucking her off of her feet and heaving her into the air.
The yellow cape tightened around Voltage's throat as the amazon began to twirl Voltage over her head, spinning her by the cape for a number of revolutions before letting go, sending the heroine again soaring through the air before crashing into the side of her bungalow.
Voltage's legs flew up into the air as her neck retreated into her chest as she tumbled over. She gasped for air before looking over, noticing that her attacker was once again charging her. Getting to her feet, Voltage again leaped forward, flying straight ahead, her body stretched tautly as she gained momentum. Spreading her arms apart, Voltage drove her shoulder into the pit of the amazon's midsection while wrapping her arms around the crazed woman's waist, carrying her through the air. They flew a number of feet before finally Voltage came to an abrupt stop, releasing her grip and sending the amazon barreling forward.
Her large, powerful body smacked against a palm tree, her back taking the brunt of the impact as she slowly slid down toward the sand. Voltage stood upright and watched as the amazon groaned in pain, which soon turned to grunts of anger as she got to her feet. Voltage prepared herself, taking a deep, full breath as she waited for the next attack.
As expected, the furious woman charged violently, lowering her head and reaching her arms out in front of her. But Voltage was able to easily fly upward, avoiding her attempt. In fact, she not only avoided the attack, but went on the offensive herself, knocking the amazon face first into the sand. Voltage then jumped onto her back and wrapped both of her arms around woman's throat, trying to choke her to unconsciousness.
But the brawny native used her powerful legs to push herself onto her feet, Voltage holding on tightly as she was now draped off of the amazon's back. Pulling as tightly as she could with both arms, her choke began to take it's toll on the amazon, but in a sudden, violent rage, the woman abruptly lowered her head and was able to reach back, pulling Voltage off of her and tossing her several feet ahead.
Voltage was okay, but before she could get up, the amazon was already on top of her, taking one of her massive hands and placing over the face of our heroine. The amazon's huge paw engulfed Voltage's entire face as she squeezed her fingers tightly into the bones which framed it. She lifted Voltage straight up in the air with one hand, compressing her fingers even more deeply into the pale skin of the heroine's façade. Voltage kicked her arms and legs as she was pressed further upward, waving them in wild desperation. But the amazon then grabbed Voltage by the crotch with her other hand, delving her crushing digits deeply into the heroine's vagina.
The heroine's body quivered as the piercing pain gripped her like she had never felt before. The amazon plunged her fingers as deeply as she could into the heroine's womanhood, the pain paralyzing to the trapped Voltage. Finally however, with Voltage now pressed overhead, she tossed her thin body through the air, flinging it into the air until she crashed into the branches at the top of one of the tall palm trees.
The monstrous amazon then slowly stomped toward the tree as Voltage rolled toward the middle of the tree,
trying to grab hold of a branch as she whimpered in pain. She kept her legs clamped tightly together, the stabbing pain still paralyzing them as she tried to stabilize herself. But the amazon then grabbed hold of the trunk and began to shake the tree with tremendous intensity. Without the full use of her legs, Voltage was unable to hold on for long and soon tumbled out of the tree, her cape covering her head as she descended. Unable to see, she hit the ground hard, and even though she landed in sand, it was a painful landing nonetheless.
Lenny looked on in horror as the amazon stood menacingly over his wife, prepared to attack her yet again. Voltage was still covered by her cape, unable to see what was coming, and vulnerable to anything. This time however he yelled at her, hoping to provide a distraction.
"Why don't you pick on someone your own size, you big goon. Come and get me!"
With that, the amazon turned and grunted loudly, giving the ailing Voltage a swift kick in the side before turning to face her husband. The heroine's body shook as she groaned softly, her attacker however interested in a new target. She charged at him, Lenny turning to run towards the wooded area behind the beach, but not able to get very far. She grabbed him from behind, plucking him into the air by the neck just before he reached the woods.
The rest of the beach as fairly well lit, the moon dancing off of the ocean's waves to provide the illumination. But back by the woods, the radiance of the moon was not nearly as effective, making it much more difficult to see. Lenny grumbled and groaned from the tenacity of the amazon's grip as she shook him violently. Meanwhile Voltage was able to shake the cobwebs enough to realize what was going on. Though her body was in great pain, she nonetheless got to her feet and heard her husband's anguished cries.
Unable to see the spot where they were, she could hear it quite well, and was able to zoom in on the exact location. She got to her feet and leaped forward, gliding through the air in the direction of the noises. As she grew closer she could see the images, the amazon's huge profile, and the outline of her dangling husband's body. She debated how to handle the situation, either attack the amazon directly, or grab her husband first and carry him to safety before going back to attack.
Recognizing the severity of the situation and how the powerful amazon could crush his throat instantly, Voltage decided to swoop in and safe him first, plucking him out of her arms. So she set herself, adjusting her angle so as to head in his direction. With her arms spread in front of her and moving at breakneck speed, she prepared to scoop his body in her arms and quickly turn upward to safety. As she drew within a couple of feet however, the amazon hoisted Lenny even higher in the air, causing Voltage to fly right past him. To make matters worse, since it was so dark by the back of the beach, Voltage was unable to see the tree which was directly in front of her, causing her to crash violently into it.
The crux of her neck and shoulder took the brunt of the impact, but the rest of her body soon recoiled into itself as she came to a sudden, complete stop. The collision instantly knocked her out, causing her to crumble into a heap at the base of the tree. Lenny looked down in distress as his wife lay unconscious, her slender body strewn on the sand, battered and bruised.
The amazon grunted in satisfaction before tossing Lenny through the air, sending him barreling into the brush at the edge of the woods. She then stomped over to Voltage, grabbing the bottom of her cape and dragging her limp body back onto the center of the beach. The heroine was pulled on her back, the cape tightening around her throat as the amazon lugged her along like a caveman would, her legs dangling lifelessly below her. She then dropped Voltage's body down, the moonlight dancing off of her moist, clammy skin as her small chest heaved up and down from her deep breathing.
Lenny began to stir again, watching as his wife lay motionless at the amazon's feet. Again he tried to get her attention, yelling in a threatening voice.
"Leave her alone you animal!"
The amazon seemed annoyed at the interruption, but did not take her attention away from her victim. Reaching down, she untied the heroines' cape from around her neck and spread it out between her two hands. She then bent down again, this time pulling the cape around the middle of Voltage's body and tying it into a knot at her side. The heroine's arms were now trapped at her sides, her own cape used to tie them tightly to her body.
The amazon then grabbed the beleaguered Voltage by the face once again, implanting her palm over the heroine's soft complexion, her powerful fingers locked onto the sides of heroine's skull like a vice. She then plucked Voltage up like a toy with one hand before ramming the gnarled, powerful fingers of her other into soft skin on the heroine's groin. Voltage had been in a comatose-like state, but was jarred into responsiveness by the searing pain which protruded up her body. Pressing the heroine over head with both arms, the amazon's body was an impressive site as all of her muscles seemed to now be on display.
The waves lapped up against the shore, the only break in that repetitive sound created by Voltage's meager snivels at the excruciating pain she was in. The amazon's ring and forefingers were plunged deeply into the crack of Voltage's ass, pressing the strand of yellow material from her g-string into the depths of her anal cavity. The amazon's thumb was also imbedded deeply into Voltage's vagina so that she was holding the heroine like she would a bowling ball. She then plodded down toward the water, stopping a few feet from the shoreline where the waves rolled up and barely touched her toes. She stood defiantly, the diminutive Voltage held firmly overhead, squealing mellifluously as the amazon turned back toward where Lenny was standing.
The heroine's angst-ridden husband was struck by how measly and insignificant his wife looked as her body dangled above the awe-inspiring amazon. Pausing to let him soak it all in, the villainous amazon then abruptly propelled Voltage's body down toward the sand, feet first. She gave the heroine a quick jerk at the same time, causing her body to spin in the process. Her feet perforated the sand as she quickly plunged into it, the cape holding her arms tightly to her sides as she twisted deeper and deeper.
Voltage saw little, the world spinning by her at a dizzying pace as she sank down into the sand to her chest. Finally grinding to a halt, she was now trapped in the wet sand, her shoulders and head the only visible parts of her body. Lenny looked on in amazement, having just witnessed his wife, very literally, being screwed into the ground, and he was too stunned to do anything about it.
Voltage's head began to bob back and forth, her eyes rolling from the dizzying journey as the amazon stood ominously over her. As Voltage's sight grew less dizzied, the flashing lights slowly diminishing, the expression on her face remained vacant and vacuous. She was completely overwhelmed, and basically incoherent. But Lenny soon sprung to life, screaming his protests as she began to race down toward the shore.
The amazon stood over his wife, placing the sole of her barefoot on the head of the heroine as Lenny approached. Screaming and waving his arms, the amazon waited until he was within in inches, and then with little effort at all, pressed sown with her foot, driving the rest of Voltage down beneath the sand. With both feet planted firmly on the sand, the amazon had buried Voltage alive, trapping her in a sandy coffin.
As Lenny arrived in front of her however, the amazon wound her right arm in front of her, and then unleashed a powerful backhand slap across the side of Lenny's face. The blow knocked him back several feet as he fell to the sand, startled
and aching. The amazon looked down at him, and in a menacing voice offered this unusually generous proposal.
"This woman will die tonight… one way or another. I can leave her in her sandy grave…. or I can pull her up so that the ocean kills her slowly…. But I will leave that decision up to you.."
Lenny looked back with an expression of horror spread across his face. He thought quickly, and then answered in the most logical way he knew how.
"Please…. Let her live…… At least pull her out of the sand so that she can breathe!"
The amazon nodded in agreement before plunging her fist into the sand and grabbing a hold of the hair on the top of Voltage's head. With a mighty tug, she pulled the heroine up by the hair just far enough for her head and neck to protrude from the sand.
Voltage's face and hair were matted with gobs of wet sand as she breathed heavily, spitting sand out of her mouth. She panted and wheezed, desperately catching her breath as her husband remained on the sand, watching in horror.
"Your husband has asked that I let the ocean take your life… rather than the sand… and I have complied with his request….. but you will be dead before the night's end."
Voltage was too shaken to respond, but the amazon quickly lunged forward, grabbing hold of Lenny and tossing him over her shoulder as she quickly ran off into the woods with her new toy, leaving the heroine ensnared in her sandy trap.
With her eyes looking forward, Voltage was finally able to catch her breath. She struggled to move any part of her body… her arms.. her legs… but all were compacted much too tightly together. She rolled her head around, hoping to try and soften the sand, but it was to no avail. Just as she stopped to think however, a large wave washed up on the shore, submerging her head beneath the water.
The salty water covered her head, filling her nose with water as it barreled over her before finally receding. The brunette heroine coughed up water and gagged for a few minutes until she was finally able to again catch her breath. She looked out into the ocean, realizing by the pattern of the waves that the high tide was yet to come in. Though the waves were still infrequent at her spot on the beach, she knew they would gradually become more frequent until her entire head was completely submerged, drowning her in the process. Panic took over her as she began to scream and tried to wriggle free. But her screams echoed through the deserted beach as everyone was locked inside, safe. Everyone that is, but she and her husband.
The waves slowly became more frequent, but Voltage was able to hold her breath long enough each time to prevent any serious damage. But it was now a matter of seconds between waves, and she knew that pretty soon, she would be unable to hold on. But off in the distance, she saw the tip of the sum slowly break the plane of the horizon, and with it, a jeep carrying a number of police officers came rumbling down the beach.
Voltage screamed as loud as she could, with every ounce of energy she had left until finally the local police pinpointed her location and began to dig her out. Using their hands, it took them about 15 minutes to finally free her, the waves just about submerging her in the process. But they were able to dig her free and drag her limp body back up to the dry, higher sand. Voltage was caked with wet sand, quivering and pocked with goosebumps. Her nostrils were also filled with wet sand as the police officers untied the cape from around her waist, freeing her arms in the process. They then began to question her.
"What happened to you?"
Voltage took several deep breaths before turning to one of the officers and with a steadfast expression on her face, replaying to the question.
"The Cat island amazon trapped me here, and now she has my husband."
The each looked at each other and then shook their heads, almost as if in shame. Their worst nightmare had once again resurfaced, though it appeared no one was dead… at least not yet. But then one of the officers finally saw Voltage in some decent light, and noticed the unusual mask and outfit on her and how she was tying her cape around her neck.
"… And who are you?" he asked, quite shocked at her appearance.
Voltage stood up, dusted some of the sand from her arms before adjusting her cape and mask. Though covered in sand and completely exhausted, she nevertheless placed her hands on her hips and stared back at him, replying in a clear, bold voice.
"I am Voltage…. and if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get my husband back!'
With that, Voltage ran several feet forward and took off, flying up into the air and out over the ocean. The officers stood pointing, their mouths open at the site of the yellow, bikini-clad woman flying into the air. As they watched, her body suddenly dipped until Voltage completely submerged into the water.
Again the officers began to point, running up to the shoreline. It had appeared that Voltage had once again lost control, this time crashing into the water. But a few seconds later she emerged from the ocean, her arms stretched straight in front of her as she gracefully circled back over the beach and headed towards the woods.
Most of the sand was now washed from her body, her black hair wet, but no longer matted with sand. She had used the dip to clean herself off, and now her barely clad body dripped to the woods below her as she scoured the territory in search of her husband.
To be continued…..