TOO MUCH TO HANDLE

Too much to handle, part 1

After The Hero-destroyer had barely managed to escape from the gaz-attack from Captain Invulnerable the villain swore ultimate revenge. From that time on it became his sole purpose in life to eliminate all superheroes in the country. With the indispensible help of his Dr Skeleton the Destroyer was sure he would succeed in the end. Skeleton was specialized in the world of drugs and chemicals. He already had prepared drugs which caused a huge increase in strength. He also had invented several drugs with many different effects on the victims it was used upon. In the last several weeks two of his henchmen had died already while being forced to act as a guinnee pig, a third one went mad and is still missing.

The drug the Destroyer himself used, had no known side effects. It could be used at all times and started working within seconds after injection. That however was the only problem with it. It had te be injected with a needle. To overcome this problem Skeleton had constructed a small reservoir which the Destroyer carried in his own belt together with his collection of drugs and poisons. A small remote controll would cause a small injection of the drug into the destroyer's side. With all these chemicals the Destroyer knew he was able to battle it out with all superheroes and even become the one who sits on top.

The Destroyer had so much confidence that he even send out a message on the Internet challenging all superheroes to try and attack him. He knew there wasn't a living superhero in the world who could decline a challenge like this. These phony heroes in their spandex outfits were all too predictable. The Destroyer only did not hope all superheroes would accept the challenge at the same time. Because then it could become a bit more complicated. What he had feared happened. Within 24 hours after his message three superheroes already had responded and promised to take him in. The first one was Superboy who stated that he wouldn't be overpowered like Kid Liberty and Captain Invulnerable.

"Your sinister days are numbered ! ", he proclamed. The Hero-destroyer could only smile. Poor Superboy ! If only he knew that in his belt, the Hero-destroyer carried a small can with gazeous Kryptonite. Not much later a message from The Tempest/Aqualad appeared on his screen. It said something like "Stay out of my waters because I can easily defeat the likes of you in battle - I was trained by the best." "He was trained by the best .............. "the Destroyer laughed out. If you have to be trained to become a superhero you're no superhero in the first place. He should cause me no problem ! " And if it were not enough even a third superhero found it his duty to respond to the challenge. He called himself The Hunter. This unknown superhero to the Destroyer dared to compare himself with Nightwing or Daredevil. At the end of his message he stated : "Take care, Hero-destroyer, for though I am but young, hunting down sick madmen like yourself is my buisiness. "

"Two boys and some scum form out of the water", the Destroyer concluded.

"I guess, Partytime is on !! ".

Too much to handle, part 2

"What you got for me ? ", Scrumm asked Skeleton when he re-entered the room. "I did some investigations and I found a lot of interesting news". "Did you also find the things I wanted to know ?" "You bet I did "

"The best information I got is about Superboy. Did you know you can find just about anything about that boy on the Internet. " "Come on, don't let me wait " "I found a comprehensive page about Superboy. There even was a part about his weaknesses. Let me read it out for you : Superboy is vulnerable to Kryptonite, for the same reason as his namesake Superman who died tragically in battle against Doomsday. His body absorbs radiant energy from the sun to fuel his powers and as such Kryptonite is a deadly radioactive material that displaces solar energy in his body, and poisons him by being held within his cells in the place of normal solar energy. Superboy is not invulnerable to gases or energy based attacks and if his concentration can be effected, he will loose or reduce the effectiveness for the use of his real power, his tectile telekinesis which makes him able to lift any object he touches with ease and even allows him to fly. Strength, flight and damage resistance almost function as intuitive powers but any weapon that attacks his mind could reduce him to being reletively defenceless."

"Wow! I think we've got enough information here I can defeat Superboy a dozain times without him even knowing why he was beaten. There's only one thing I don't understand : damage resistance ... ? ! ? ." " Well. By creating a field around his body, Superboy is able to resist or reduce injury from non-energy based attacks by causing the object to be deflected from his personel force field. Bullets and shrapnel are easily deflected. This field does not repel gases or energy based attacks. A side-effect of this deflecting quality is his super-healing factor which allows him to recover from injury a lot faster then a normal human being would. "

"Ïs this all true ? ", an eager and excited Scrumm wanted to know from Skeleton. "YES! YES! Why did you think Superboy could survive nuclear annihilation, recovering from diseases that would kill normal human, and have the ability to get up after having fought against powerful metahumans such as Knockout, the Shark or Valor. "

"This quality in Superboy could become a serious problem", Scrumm remarked. "But I think I already know how Superboy can be overpowered." "Do you have anything else for me ! " "I found something about the Tempest. You know he formerly called himself Aqualad, the sidekick of Aquaman. He's an exiled prince from Shayeris. His powers are scorcery-based. This means he may cause great trouble for us. Don't know the strength of his powers yet. I advice to leave him alone for now. Only if he makes the first move we have to counter-act. I'm still working on him !!!"

"And that Hunter-guy ...... ? " "That's become a real problem. I searched the Internet for hours. There was absolutely nothing I could find about a superhero named Hunter. I think this guy must be an impostor. That's the problem with the Internet. People can prtend being anything they like. This child risks his life messing in our affairs."

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When also Superboy had been an unwilling witness to the humilation of both Kid Liberty and Captain Invulnerable, the young superhero got wild as hell. No-one would treat a superhero like this and not pay for it dearly. He sent an angry message to the Hero-destroyer : "I am Superboy & won't be overpowered like the other two heroes. Your sinister days are numbered ! ". He had to find out were this Hero-destroyer could be found. The city was big but with his determination he should be able to track him down soon enough.

Too much to handle, part 3

Superboy had taken on a private assignment of finding out as soon as possible where this Hero-destroyer could be found. Kid Liberty was very close to him for a long time already. The city was huge but with his determination he should be able to track the villain down soon enough. If it were not for that other job he had to attend to first he would have found him a few days ago already. But now he knew where that overconfident Hero-destroyer had established his new hiding place. It was well hidden in the outskirts of town, but for Superboy it was no problem tracking it down.

Swift as the wind Superboy landed close to one of the emergency-exits in the back of the tall building. He decided to lay low for a while trying to catch the Destroyer red-handed tight up in one of his villainous plans. Cautious he entered the building. It was dark. He had to get used to the dark first before he could proceed. He thought it to be a bit strange not to see any person around. It looked like the whole building was deserted. Just then when he decided to leave and return some time later, his way out was blocked by three men. They really looked muscular and fearsome. "Did you have a warrant to enter this building ?, one of the men bit towards the superhero. "I don't need a permit for clearing away scum like you ", Superboy replied.

At the same time, far away in another hide-out from the Hero-destroyer Scrumm stood up, spread his arms wide out and asked his all time friend; "Wat do you see ! ". Skeleton, working on again another weapon looked up, but could not understand the reason of this strange question. " "Well, wat do you see ? " "Nothing special, I guess. ", he replied. "I see you, Scumm, a well built man with one sole purpose we all know about." "You're right. Nothing special. I, who's destiny it is to beat up all superheroes ain't something special. Look at me: torn up jeans and shabby shirt. I look like a schoolboy. " "What do you want to do about that ? "

" Ï WANT MY OWN SPANDEX-COSTUME !!!!! "

"This statement came totally unexpected even for Dr Skeleton because Scumm had always made fun with the dresscode for superheroes. He even stated once they were whimps in their girly-like spandex outfits with the only purpose to adore themselves in man-high mirrors. "

Superboy decided to wait for them to make their first move. He was supposed to be the GOOD guy. He couldn't start an attack himself. That would be considered an agressive action. But when THEY would first hit him, he was allowed to defend himself. While Superboy thought this over carefully observing all the moves of the three studs, one of them approached Superboy, apparently the first one to dare attack the powerfull boy. A few seconds later Superboy realised he was lying on the floor quite a distance away from his attacker. He was dazed and didn't know what really had happened. He was about to be filled in soon !

"Alright! If you really want your "spandex" I will go and work on it. It will cost me some time however and you need to fill me in on the details. " "Now we need to make a few new plans, Skeleton. I need some action. " "Have I told you I got a message from the Hunter, the one we could found nothing about. " "No, you didn't ! Tell me ! " "He appears to be new in the superheroic scene, so it's not strange I could not find anything about him. " "So it's a rookie we are up against ? " "Yes and he even wrote me he only had fought evil on a small scale like battling crime lords and run-of-the-mill thugs. " "In short, no problem ! " "Not sure. He has superhuman agility, balance, and speed, as well as supernaturally acute senses. He's also a skilled tracker and accomplished hand-to-hand combatant." "GREAT ! I too like a good fight from man to man. "

"Come on, Superboy. Give us a bit more opposition ! " "How did you ............... knock me down so easily. I am superpowered " . Superboy was astonished. He never expected to be knocked senseless. "Our boss, the Hero-defender has permitted us to tell you how we can beat the shit out of you." Superboy got onto his feet again twiching his neck comforting it a bit. " We all have some drugs in tablet-form, invented by Dr Skeleton. Within seconds after being swallowed we gain superpowers for a short time. " "For how long ? " "Haha, you think we're that stupid ..... ! " All three men now moved towards Superboy closing him in. The young superhero constantly turned rounds and rounds to be able to watch all of the three possible attackers.

"Do you know where I can find the Hunter" "No, not yet but I have a plan. I think that guy likes to use computers very much. He responded to our message so quickly I'm sure he will respond again very soon when we send out another message. " "What kind of message ? ", the Destroyer asked. "A CHALLENGE ! We let him pick out a place where you and he can meet to battle. When he responds I now can track him down easily . I've already installed the right software for it. If he's a real superhero he won't refuse it. Before the time for this duel has come we already will have attacked him at his home. He won't know what hit him ? " " Skeleton ! Where would I be without you ? Do your thing ! "

"Oh, yeh. Something else", Skeleton started. "That third superhero The Tempest. We can't fight him in the waters. We have to lure him onto land. I think some toxic waste in strategic waterplaces should stir things up "

Too much to handle, part 4

While Superboy observed all the moves of the three studs, one of them approached the well built boy, apparently the first one to dare attack the boy. A few seconds later however Superboy realised he was lying on a floor quite a distance away from his attacker. He was dazed and didn't know what really had happened. "Be prepared to get stuffed, boy ! "

All three men now moved towards Superboy closing him in. The young superhero constantly turned rounds and rounds making it somewhat able to watch all three possible attackers. This situation he got himself into was a bit different than he had expected before entering the darkened building. He now was up against three muscular men with their own superpowers. Despite his preparedness for the next attack superboy was kicked in the lower back . With force, he fell forward straight into the arms of a second henchman. This one grabbed the boy between his legs and at the throat, lifting him up and throwing him across towards the third henchman. This one only kicked him straight into his face.

"Aaaaiiieeee " superboy cried out from pain. He had to get up on his feeth quickly to be able to stand up against these three men. He tried but was knocked off his feeth again with a hit to his legs from a huge wooden pole. The piece of wood was shattered into several of pieces and superboy lay spread out on the floor again. Two of the henchmen each grabbed an arm of the superhero. With their superpowers they were able to keep the boy of steel in place. The third henchman now had every chance to beat up his victim everywhere he wanted. While hitting this superboy into the stomach, onto his head and even right in between his legs, Superboy screamed again from pain and anger. He however did notice the strength of the inflicted hits decreased. Was the man growing tired or could it be their superpower-drug wore off ?

"Hero-Destroyer, quick, he took the bate" "What, so soon ! " "Yes ! Even I didn't expect the Hunter to react at such speed. Is that man living behind his computer", Dr Skeleton reacted a bit annoyed. "This means exit for our first plan. There is no time for it. I guess the Hunter is even more clever then we ever expected. Listen to what he wrote ..."

" He accepts the challenge for tonight already: Central Park at midnight " "What the ........... !." the Hero-destroyer shouted out. "That damned Hunter. What can we do ? " "I think this time it's up to you alone Scrumm. I can't help you at such a short notice. If you except this Hunter's proposition it may turn out to be too much to handle for us now. On the other hand, when you decline, I think you career is over .................. " Scrumm new he had a difficult choice to make. Five, ten minutes went by. In the end he thought he had made the right decision.

" I'M GOING TO CENTRAL PARK THIS NIGHT. THE HUNTER BECOMES THE HUNTED !!!! "

"Hooray for the Destroyer ", an excited Skeleton yelled out. "Skeleton, before I go I need to ask you something. I will show up before the Hunter alone. I want you to hide in the bushes and in the event the Hunter gets the overhand and turns out more than we bargained for , use one of your technical devices on that guy. I can't afford to be beaten " "With all pleasure, Scrumm. I exactly know what could be used against Hunter in that specific situation"

Both men left their hide-out into a special arms-room. Half an hour later the Hero-Destroyer left the building. It was dark already and he was on his way to Central Park. Dr Skeleton left ten minutes later in a small van.

Before they left for the Hunter to be defeated, a message from the other side of town came telling Superboy had arrested three of the Hero-destroyers henchmen and had handed them over to the police.

Too much to handle, part 5

Both men left the hide-out and went into a special arms-room which was surrounded with lead-plates as to make sure some specific superheroes couldn't find it so quickly. In here Skeleton showed the Destroyer the weaponry that might help overpower the Hunter. "I guess you are right", Scrumm admitted. "If all goes well tonight tomorrow morning the Hunter will be tied up here in our torture room. It's time it's going to be used again. "

Before they planned on leaving for Central Park Dr Skeleton received yet another message. It was from Tempest. "He has reacted on your little vexed e-mail. ", Skeleton reported. "He wrote to you he thinks you surely must be delusional because of your life in crime. You'd better get some counseling once you are behind bars" "This Tempest will be living in an elderly home for the abused before I get behind bars. No-one is capable of defeating the Hero-destroyer and his sidekick Dr Skeleton, the chemist most feared by any superhero. " "Thank you, Scrumm. I'm honored." Both man had a great laugh while leaving the arms-room again."

Half an hour later the Hero-Destroyer left the building. It was dark already and he was on his way to Central Park. Dr Skeleton left ten minutes later in a small van loaded with some of his equipment.

It was about eleven-thirty when Skeleton arrived at the north gate of Central Park. He positioned the small van just inside the gates. Then he got into the back of the car and started tuning his equipment. One of these could create a electromagnetic field around the van. By this it could reflect the waves coming from the surroundings This way the van could not be seen even at close distance. One little drawback was the fact it could be felt. Skeleton was still working on it but until now he had not succeeded yet.

The Hero-destroyer stayed low in the undergrowth. He wanted to catch the Hunter unaware. A surprise attack from his side would make victory ever so easy. Time went by The Destroyer got impatient. Then at last he saw a dark figure walk up his way. At first he couldn't destinct if it was the one he was after. It was too dark to see. The half-lid moon couldn't illuminate the surroundings but for to be able to see for about twenty feeth. The dark figure however procceeded with clear precaution. It had to be the Hunter. " Come on out of the bushes, Destroyer. I know you've been hiding yourself. ", the Hunter spoke out, looking towards exactly the place where Scrumm was hiding. Although he was suprised the Destroyer didn't show it and he came forward. There in a dark Central Park, with no living soul around, there they stood face to face. The Destroyer couldn't deny the Hunter to be great looking although a he was a bit smaller then he expected. This superhero was clothed in a green full-body lycra suit, with black boots, a black belt and black leather gloves. He also wore a black mask over his eyes and a long green-hooded cloak.

"So this is the so called Hero-destroyer ! ", the Hunter started. "Yes and you meeting me is gonna be a frightfull experience for you. ", Scrumm answered in a low voice. "I've seen you on television that night in battle against Invulnerable. I don't think you have any potential to stand up against me. " "Tough luck then, for me ! " "You arrogant villainous scum .... " "Hey! I thought superheroes were always polite ! " "Not when it concerns men who, like you, fuck with law and obedience. " "LAW AND OBEDIENCE ........... ! , The Destroyer laughed out. "I guess you read too many superhero comics before you decided to buy yourself a Halloween costume, which by the way is a bit too small for you, pointing the unmistakable bulge between the Hunters legs. Child's department, I guess ? " These humiliating remarks aroused anger inside the Hunter. He wouldn't give the Destroyer this satisfaction. He knew an angered man in battle was no good. "You still think you can get away with everything, but mark my words: " Your crime-gang is about to be stopped and you're gonna find yourself behind bars before you know it. Maybe even Arkham !! " "ARKHAM ! " "Yes! I've been in contact with Tempest and he also thinks you must be stopped as soon as possible. " "Oh, did you! You can't make decisions on your own then ! " ""Yes, I can ! " "Let me tell you one thing about Tempest. This night already the waters around town are going to be poisoned with toxic waste ............... " "WHAT ! YOU MADMAN ! " "............. and I hope and do think that Tempest will move in trying to stop this" "And what's your gain with Tempest trying to stop your gang-members to poison the waters. " "MY GAIN ! With just a little bit of luck tomorrow morning the city is liberated from two of it's superheroes who dared to accept the challenge I sent out a few days ago. " "I think tomorrow morning your crime wave is ended and you are imprisoned for a long long time."

The Hero-destroyer now got mad. He didn't want to change words with this hooded hero anymore. He came here for a fight and that is what he was about to start. Without a warning he charged into the Hunter but the attacked one jumped backwards making a salto and landing ten feeth away from the Destroyer. Within a second Hunter disappeared between the bushes and trees. The Destroyer couldn't follow him on sight anymore. Scrumm tried to ascertain the place the Hunter could be. "Come on and show yourself, Hunter ! Fight fair ! " "From out of the dark the voice of the Hunter was heard "Fight fair !?, Destroyer. Do you really know what that word means ? I DO know that somewhere in this park your sidekick Dr Skeleton is present. I don't understand why I couldn't find him yet, but I DO feel his presence "

The destroyer was even more astonished to find out the Hunter's ability to sense things. This was the second prove of it already. Then suddenly the Hunter jumped out of the undergrowth and hit the Destroyer right into his head. This attack was so powerfull Scrumm landed backwards in the bushes. When he got up again the Hunter was nowhere to be seen. "Damned ! ", the Destroyer spit out. Within seconds he again was lyiong between the unpleasant bushes.. His head dazed while trying to get up. "Skeleton !", he spoke into a small device. "The lights ....... now !!!!! " "Alright", he heard from the other side. Within seconds the Destroyer saw some lightbeams flash up about twenty feeth at five o clock. The Hunter stood there, suprised, in the middle of this sea of light. "WHAT....... ...... ", was all the stunned superhero could say. Quickly the agile superhero jumped out of the lights but at the same time other lights within the Park jumped on. He still was in broad daylight. "How do you do that ?, the Hunter yelled while again jumping out of the light beams only causing other lights to produce their lights. " Very simple, Hunter. You never heard about the lights that turn rhemselves on when registrating moving objects at close distance. This afternoon I have ordered some of my henchmen to stuff this park with these kind of lights, a bit smaller but powerfull enough to ...................... " The Hunter didn't listen anymore. He realised one of his advantages had become useless. His heigthened senses , he could throw out. As soon as he realized this he stepped out onto the gravel walkway through the Park and prepared himself for the open fight. He removed his cloak so showing his well defined musclular body even more.

Too much to handle, part 6

The Hunter didn't listen anymore. He realised that because of the absence of darkness his heigthened senses , he could now throw out. As soon as he realized this he stepped out onto the gravel walkway and prepared himself for the open fight. He removed his cloak.

"You really think you outmanoeuvred me by turning night into day ? " The Destroyer didn't answer the question. He focussed on how to attack Hunter. His apponent approached him with care. He didn't know very much about the Destroyer's fighting skills. He guessed, he was about to find out.

As the Hunter made his first agile move towards the Destroyer, the man quick as hell stepped aside, grabbed the arm of the superhero and smashed him into a big tree. Scrumm gave the Hunter no time to stand up again. He raised his hand into the air and with a cracking noise he struck into the back of Hunter's neck with the edge of his hand. Hunter saw stars. "You're not the only one who's good in hand-to-hand battle ! ", the destroyer gloated. After this the Hunter's head was slammed against the rockhard tree-trunk. Completely surprised about the strenght of the Destroyer he looked up, just in time to see Scrumm's knee dropping into his exposed belly. Even Hunter's eagerly trained midsection collapsed, when the knee struck into his unprotected gut. While Scrumm was moving around the quivering superhero, the Hunter managed to get up again. He reached for the villain who backed away, tense and alert. Following that Hunter moved in suddenly. He feinted, as if to grab the Destroyer's arms. Then quickly switching target and seized his waist. The Destroyer gasped for air as Hunter plunged him backwards against a brick wall of hard cement. Then the Hunter grabbed the villain round the waist: bearhug like. There was no way the Destroyer could escape the ironlike grip of the Hunter. He was not only fast, but strong as well. His one chance was to faint defeat by letting the Hunter think he beat him. Surrendering to Hunter's overpowering strength, the Destroyer went limb in the muscular grip of the crimefighter.

Believing the villain was unconscious from his attack he let go and was caught off guard when suddenly the Destroyed surged forward gaining the upper hand from his position on top of the superhero. Destroyer twisted his body away from him and slid behind his back. The Destroyer's knee crashed into the small of the Hunter's back. His back arched in pain and Scrumm grabbed him around the neck with both hands. A moment later the Hunter's head collided with one of the Destroyer's knees. Scrumm rose to his feet again.

"This is going even better than I had ever hoped for", he thought while dragging the groggy, muscular superhero up on his feeth again. The Hunter was hurt and groggy, but he felt some of his strength return to him. He pushed himself away from the Destroyer's powerfull arms. Giving the Hunter no time to recover completely, the Destroyer jumped again. He kicked the underside of his belly, and knocked him over on his side. The hero rolled away and climbed awkwardly to his feet again. The Hunter stood there rubbing his aching crotch-area, just as the Destroyer's heel smashed into his ear. Then the villain was suddenly behind him. He locked his arms around his neck in a nasty choke hold, and dragged him backwards. In one fluid motion, he grabbed the Hunter's wobbly legs around the ankles and then Scrumm jerked his legs out from under him. The Hunter fell heavily on his face. He lay on his stomach, motionless. Hunter was totally unprepared when the Destroyer's knee landed on his spine. He moaned aloud in agony.

Suddenly the Hunter could get a hold of both legs of the Destroyer who was standing close to him. He pulled them with all of his remaining power. The Destroyer lost balance and landed right next to the Hunter. No hurt was done however. "We can stop this anytime you want. ", the Destroyer whispered "All you have to do is promise me the Hunter will never show up again anywhere. " "Go to hell!" the Hunter answered "Being a superhero means I have the responsibility to see criminals like you are punished." "There we have that comics book answer again ". The Destroyer was a bit too over-confident lying there next to the Hunter. It was Hunter who got onto his feeth first and quickly threw himself backward with all his might, on top of the Destroyer's body. The Destroyer felt like a house had landed on him. The Destroyer sat up rubbing his stomach. It was sore, and hurt all over. Then again the Hunter hit the villain kicking him in the side of his head. The Destroyer went down.

Hunter had taken over completely now. The following explosive hits into his gut left the Hero-destroyer vulnerable. More punches speared deep into his body. The Destroyer was humiliated beyond belief. It was appalling to see that this rookie superhero could ever manage to defeat him The Destroyer was weaker than a kitten by now, but he still resisted with what pitiful strength he'd left in him. The Hunter gave one more mighty squeeze. The Destroyer feared the superhero would break his back. He then lost all control over his limbs. His back arched backward. His arms fell limp at his sides and his legs dangled . His eyes rolled.

By now, Dr Skeleton, who had followed the fight from out of his van, realised something had to be done. He had to act quickly or his friend was to be put out of action by this damned rookie superhero. If this Hunter was to be stopped he had to rely on one of his devices. He worked on his lab top for one or two minutes. Then a small flying device came out of the van's rooftop. It seemed like it was not knowing where to go for a while, but then flew straight towards to the two men fighting out their battle. The Destroyer seemed out cold. He didn't move while the Hunter stood there gloating over his victory. "Now I've beaten you ........." the Hunter spoke out to the unconscious villain, " ........... I think the entire underworld will learn my name and fear it ! " . At that moment the Hunter heard a rotating sound above him. He turned to look up. Before he knew, something reddish was spit out from that thing now covering parts of his body already. It looked like liquid plastic before it hit his body. It didn't drip off however but it turned solid hard. It sticked to him like hell. He tried to outmanoeuvre that device, but the plastic layers on him, slowed him down already. He lost balance and fell to the ground. He was unable to get up again He was now totally incapable of doing anything. "This has to be a trick from Skeleton.", he thought to himself. "Damned, I already had my doubts about him. Why didn't I take better precautions !" A few minutes later Skeleton arrived at the scene while the Hero-destroyer had regained consciousness again. With three well-pointed blows to the head, the Hunter was knocked out cold. " We'll take him with us. I have plans for him.! ", the Destroyer told Skeleton. Both man took one side of the wrapped up superhero and carried the parcel to the van.

Five minutes later all was quiet in Central Park again. Not one single piece of evidence was left to tell the story of the battle that had taken place here. Or was it ? The cloak of the Hunter still had to be lying somewhere out there to be found by ............. ????????

Too much to handle, part 7

Minutes after the fight between Hunter & the Destroyer was decided in favour of the last one because of the succesful intervention by Dr Skeleton , the Hunter who was knocked out cold, was tossed in the back of the van and transported to the lair of the Destroyer. The only remaining witness of the fight was Hunter's cloak. Two hours later Skeleton remembered that it still had to be out there somewhere on the scene of the fight. He rushed back but he appeared to be too late. There was nothing to be found anymore. His somewhat twisted mind made him take a vow of regaining that piece of cloth. His thorough search of the site gave him one clue: there had been another superhero here after the fight had taken place. "Look at these bootprints in the sand. Only a superhero is wearing this kind of special gear." The only thing Skeleton could try to do was send out a new message on the Internet to try and make this superhero to react to his statement. Knowing the way these predictable superheroes react, he was almost sure someone would react.

The green-coloured Hunter woke up groggily about two hours after the Destroyer and Skeleton had peeled off the plastic cocoon from his body and had bound him between two metal poles. His feeth were captured into two metal shackles who were connected with the poles by short but strong chains. His feeth stood slightly apart. His arms were tied high above his head also in shackles which were connected to a crossed pole. "Welcome to my torture room, Hunter.", the Hero-destroyer said as soon as the bound hero had opened his eyes. "You're my very first guest here " , he said while he gave a friendly little tap on Hunter's cheek . "I had to abandon my last lair because of these two damned heroes. " "What are you going to do with me ? ", the Hunter asked. "I won't tell you yet. We've got plenty of time together or did you have any obligations elsewhere ? ", the Destroyer said while laughing a bit sarcastic. "Oh, you did. That's a shame but you are gonna be tied up here for a while with me, I promise you that ! " Then the Destroyer told him they had tried to regain his cloak but they had not been succesfull "We put an add on the Internet inviting the superhero who found your cloak to bring it back to us." He also told the Hunter they had informed his friends Tempest and Superboy about the catch they had done. "We DO hope they will drop in some time. ", Dr Skeleton remarked. "I will give them a welcome they will never forget "

Scrumm now took a few steps back and watched the not-so-dangerous looking superhero struggling with his chains to get free. Then a plan emerged in his twisted brain. He was looking for a spandex costume himself so why not use the one of the Hunter. It would be a great fit and the name also would fit nicely because superheroes had to be hunted down first before destroying them." "Yes ! What a great ideas I do have sometimes " , the Destroyer shouted out "The Destroying Hunter ! " or maybe "The Hunting Destroyer". He quickly ordered four of his gang-members into the torture-room. To be able to undress the bound superhero he had to be untied first. The still weakened Hunter was released from his wrist shackles. While being seized one of the henchman grabbed a hold of the spandex suit in the neck-area. The Hunter automatically turned away his head. It was useless. The fabric was so elastic that the man could strech it out and pull it down over the Hunter's chest easily. After this his arms were forced down only to be pulled out of the strechy material. As soon as this was done his arms were bound again to make sure nothing unexpected could happen. The Destroyer admired the torso of this well built man. He felt his own cock stiffen up a bit already. "It's a real shame we have to do what we have to do ". Scrumm gave a sign and now the spandex was pulled from the waist down over his hips and down to his ankles. The Hunter stood there, naked, with only a tiny - not hiding much - pair of pink trunks. "My God !", the Destroyer thought. "What an awesome body ! ". Scrumm began to sweat and his chest kept on heaving and heaving. He just had to look away for a second to give his poundering heart a bit of a rest. All sorts of visions crossed his mind about what he could do with this helpless superguy.

After the suit was taken away from the Hunter's body the Destroyer picked it up. After the hero had been secured again the henchmen left the room. "Now let me try this on ! " The Destroyer undressed himself. Shabby shirt, worn off jeans and boots were tossed onto a pile. He really had a wonderfull body himself. He put his left footh through the neckhole of the green one-piece costume and drove his leg into one of the leg parts. The second leg followed. After this he pulled up the strechy fabric while getting his arms in. The green spandex enclosed his body as a second skin. For the first time he wore a spandex costume himself. His hands slid over the fabric while his dick was becoming even harder. He bent his knees and drove the spandex on his butt between the cheeks with the side of his left hand. He rose again making the spandex burryitself in his butt crack. It felt so erotic.

In the meantime the Hunter didn't know where or how to look. He felt so helpless seeing someone else in HIS superhero outfit while he was tied up naked. What could be more humiliating then to see your biggest enemy walk around in your superhero outfit. He loved to see himself in it so very much but now ............... what could he do about it ? Nothing, he realised !

"So what are you going to do, being a real superhero, to save yourself from even more humiliation. ? " the Destroyer asked. "Or maybe you just don;t want to be rescued after all ! "

The Hunter was about to say something.

Too much to handle, part 8

In the meantime that the Hunter was being stripped naked Tempest had heard all about the evil plans of the Hero-destroyer and his mate to poison the waters just to get him out in the open. He also had read the message coming from the Destroyer who told him that the Hunter was defeated by him and now helpless in the clutches of this damned villain. Several times already he had warned this evil do-er to stay out of his territory. Apparently these warnings only triggered the foolish Destroyer. Tempest wanted nothing more then to rescue the Hunter but he had to take the Destroyer's threats more than serious. He couldn't take the risk of doing nothing. If the waters got poisoned it would not take long before it would have it's devastating effect on the superhero himself.

"So what are you going to do, being a real superhero, to save yourself from even more humiliation. ? " the Destroyer asked. "Or maybe you just don't want to be rescued after all ! Maybe you like being tied up like this. " " But what a great time I have ", the Destroyer proclaimed. "Here I am, dressed up in a real superhero costume and a hunk of a real ex-superhero tied up and waiting for me to make my move. It has always been my greatest wish, starting with childhood already, to fight a superhero and beat the shit out of him, tie him up and then humiliate him to the bone. It always gave me a stiff one." "You are mad, you know that, do you ? ", the Hunter said. "MAD. Why ! Because I also want to make my dreams come through. " The Hunter tried to gain some time. He knew exactly what was going to happen. And he did not have to wait long for that. The Destroyer stepped forward and coressed the muscular torso of the Hunter. Soon every zone of the hero's body was explored. Starting round Hunter's neck, then going south slowly. The captive one shivered when Scrumm finally reached the more private parts of his body. With his hands Scrumm entered the little pink trunk of the Hunter and fumbled a bit with his lucious mounts. One of his fingers searched for the "batcave" He didn't try to enter though. Then he reached the utimate treasure of any man. Scrumm tried to figure the weight by letting the man's balls rest in the palm of his hands. "Not bad, Hunter. Not bad at all. " "YOU ... you ..... ", Hunter replied. No man ever before had touched his private parts without his own consent. Yes, he once had a lover. For a split second he remembered his boyfriend Johnny. He felt a tear come up . Three years ago John was killed being in the fireline between police and some bankrobbers. He died instantly. They never even had a chance to say goodbye. From that time on his only purpose was to clean the city of these kind of criminals. At first he fought evil close to home but as he progressed the criminals became crimelords . Although situations became more dangerous with time progressing, he had never given up before. How tough ............. "AAAAAAGGGGHHHHH ...", the Hunter suddenly squeeked out when Scrumm squeezed his balls hard. The pain in his underbelly spread and grew. With one jerk Hunter's last piece of clothing was down.

Scrumm again grabbed into Hunter's crotch area and he started examening his dick more carefully. .It moved a bit at touch. HE was holding a superhero's prick in his own hands. He started jacking him off. "No, please. Don't go on with this. ", the Hunter pleeded. Scrumm enjoyed it even more with this hero's pleeding and moaning. Scrumm's hands continued to stimulate Hunter's love muscle. There was no part of his cock and balls he hadn't handled by now! The piece of flesh had turned hard as a rock now. Scrumm with his other hand now slipped between Hunter's legs and while his body went limb for a moment he used this opportunity to plunge his finger into his big studly manly ass!

The Hunter groaned as Scrumms finger was tresspassing his vulnerable ass hole!. The Destroyer began plunging his finger into him at a furious speed. The Hunter cried out in horror as his vulnerable body had to accept his penetration. He collapsed under the double stimulation at both cock and ass hole! Scrumm was in heaven! He was both finger fucking Hunter and giving him a blow job! This body belonged to Scrumm and he was going to do everything to it he wanted!

After a while the Destroyer stopped. Hunter hung in his arm shackles wimpering at what Scrumm had done! Hunter was totally vulnerable now and he knew it "You motherfuckin' sonovabitch....!" the superhero screamed out. Scrumm replied to this outburst of the helpness hero, by preparing himself for the ultimate fantasy! For this he first had to lower his own spandex outfit again. "I'm gonna fuck you, against your will with my cock! " "No! No!" the Hunter cried over and over as Scrumm placed his dick into position. "Here I come!" Scrumm cried as he prepared to enter him! "Here I cum!" he yelled again as he thrust forward and felt the tight ring of muscles resist.. "NO!" his victim screemed. "Yes! Dammit!" Scrumm yelled as he pushed again. This time he felt the tight little hole spasm under his pressure suddenly give way as he pushed his cock inside the man's extremely tight ass. "Arrrrrrghhhhh!" the hero screamed as he felt Scrumm's rockhard dick pry open his ass and penetrate into his interior;

" I AM DOING IT ! I AM DOING IT ! I AM RAPING A SUPERHERO! "

It was a few hours past midnight already when Tempest came onto shore at the oil refineries south of town. Because of the northbound flow of the river an " accident " at this site would poison all waters in town within the hour. He was sure the Destroyer had picked this site to make his threat become reality. The great looking Tempest, covered in a black and red spandex outfit, inspected the surroundings of the plant but still nothing peculiar could be detected. After some time however he saw about six dark-clad figures move towards a big storehouse, probably filled with chemicals. Whitin minutes they had managed to force the door open whitout being noticed by someone working at this plant. They didn't know they were being watched by the Tempest. The superhero followed the men into the building.

Too much to handle, part 9

While the Hero-destroyer and Dr Skeleton were busy preparing themselves for the fight in Central Park against Hunter that night at another site in town it was Superboy who had his hands full with his three superpowered opponents. While hitting this superboy into the stomach, onto his head and even right at that vulnerable place in between his legs, Superboy screamed again from pain and anger. He however did notice the strength of the inflicted hits decreased. Was the man growing tired or could it be their superpower-drug wore off ?

Whatever the answer, it was Superboy who was the one on the receiving end of this fight. This wasn't an experience Superboy ever had before yet. He always had been on top of his fights. He was the one with the superpowers but now this seemed to be lying in the past. For the first time he experienced fear during fight. He even felt real pain. Desperately he tried to fight himself free. He just had to get free and make a run for it. They were as powerfull as he was. He just couldn't beat them this time. This damned Destroyer and his chemist had found themselves a way of eliminating the most powerfull superhero around.

The two men now let go of his arms. By now he should be weakened enough by all those punches he had received. His right eye even appeared to get a bit swollen up. Never before Superboy's almost holy body had been dishonoured in this way. In a last attempt to set himself free he jumped forward into one of these men. This one managed to duck underneath him and making the weakened Superboy to fly over his shoulder and smash himself into a plastered wall. Superboy then got his head burried into an iron grip. He was forced to bend down and then his head was bashed against the brick wall. Dust spread around. The grip stayed intact however and again his head got smashed into the wall and then a third time he hit the wall. It seemed the fight was over. Superboy slowly slid down out of the relaxing grip while instinctively trying to find something to get a hold on. He lay there on the floor, still conscious but unable to get up by himself.

"We beat him ! ", one of the henchmen cried out. "We beat the powerfull Superboy ! Long live the drugs of Dr Skeleton !! " Then suddenly, the man stopped talking. He felt strange. A shivering went through his body. His legs went feeble. "What ... what is happening to me !", he skreeked. Within a few minutes the other two men also experienced this strange and weakening feeling. Superboy noticed the change in these men and only with difficulty he got up on his feeth himself. Although still a bit feeble , it was his turn now to set the tables. He knocked down the first of his attackers and soon after all three attackers lay there before him, unconscious on the floor.

For minutes Superboy tried to regain his breath and strength before flying off delivering the three men at a policestation. Superboy again had won the battle but he knew, from this time on things would never be the same again. He never could be sure anymore to be the strongest in battle. Although the drugs of Skeleton didn't work too long, he had archieved another target. Superboy had lost a bit of his self-confidence. He had to figure out for himself what consequences this could have in his life.

Too much to handle, part 10

After having beaten the three henchmen of the Hero-destroyer Superboy tried to regain his breath and strength before flying off delivering the three men at a policestation. After this experience Superboy had lost a bit of his self-confidence. He had to figure out for himself what consequences this all could have in his life. For now he only wanted to go home and nurse his wounds.

"You motherfuckin' sonovabitch....!" the Hunter screamed out. "I'm gonna fuck you, against your will with my cock! ", Scrumm yelled at the helpless one. The Hunter felt his tight little hole spasm under the Destroyer's pressureand suddenly he had to give way as Scrumm pushed his cock inside the man's extremely tight ass. "Arrrrrrghhhhh!" the hero screamed as he felt Scrumm's rockhard dick pry open his ass and penetrate into his interior; " I AM DOING IT ! I AM DOING IT ! I AM RAPING A SUPERHERO! "

Scrumm was in utter delight. His childhood dream finally came through. Tears from joy came into his eyes. Then however he was disturbed in this heavenly dream by Dr Skeleton entering the room again. "Scrumm, I have received several messages through the Internet. I think it's important enough to stop your work and come with me" "DAMNED ! ", the rapist cried out. This sudden interruption however turned the Destroyer down a little. He fell back to earth and it was the Hunter who could thank Skeleton for his interruption, because he couldn't take this brutal humiliation for long anymore.

The Destroyer got back into the green spandex of the Hunter again. He grabbed the Hunter's soaking wet hair, pull his head up and looked straight into his glazy eyes. "You are lucky for now, but I'll be back for more. " The Hunter could only nod his head. "Yes, sir ! "

Scrumm followed Skeleton to the next room and there his mate told him what new developments had taken place. "You know I put out a message wanting to know which superhero had found the cloak of the Hunter." "Yes !? ", Scrumm replied "Like I told you we didn't have to wait for long. It turns out SuperLycra is the new owner of this cloak." "What? I hate that damned hero. He already has caused me a lot of trouble before. O, how I like to get my hands on HIM ! " "I've got more. This SuperLycra made a big mistake while sending his message to me. He forgot the delete the adress of his own webside, the stupid one. I surved to it right away of course and you know what I found ........ pictures of SuperLycra and ....... pictures of SuperLycra WITHOUT his MASK !!!!!!! " "You didn't ? " "Yes, yes. I did ! I know the face of SuperLycra and I have downloaded it. " A few seconds later the Hero-destroyer watched into the face of a man wearing the SuperLycra suit. "He is gone already. I will send out my henchmen to track this man down. " "This SuperLycra even provoked you by saying that if you wanted the Hunter's cloak back you had to defeat him first. " "Of course. Why not ! " "And last but not least, I think he is even a bit senile because there on his webside he had written the only weakness of SuperLycra. WHEN WEARING BLUE LYCRA SUPERLYCRA IS POWERLESS." "Skeleton, YOU'RE GREAT! I really like these kind of heroes. The kind that proove superheroes in fact are too stupid to have the right to live. "

"There is one problem however. During the interaction between our computers we were interupted by someone else who calls himself the Masked Villain. He wrote me to say he has tried to humiliate SuperLycra before and wishes us all the luck defeating his most hated enemy. He only demands to get SuperLycra's mask for his collection " "Do we know anything about this Masked Villain" "No, nothing at all " "Could you try the same trick as with SuperLycra and send him an e-mail also. " "I could try ", Skeleton said. "Do it. In the meantime I will finish off our fallen hero, the Hunter. I think he was close to a final collaps. "

Too much to handle, part 11

"...... the only weakness of SuperLycra. WHEN WEARING BLUE LYCRA SUPERLYCRA IS POWERLESS." "Skeleton, YOU'RE GREAT! " "There is one problem however. The Masked Villain demands to get SuperLycra's mask for his collection " "Do we know anything about this Masked Villain" "No, nothing at all " "Could you try the same trick as with SuperLycra and send him an e-mail also. " "I could try ", Skeleton said. "Do it. In the meantime I will finish off our fallen hero, the Hunter. I think he was close to a final break down already"

As soon as Scrumm had left the room to go with Skeleton, the Hunter completely naked and tied up, at last had some time to think. While the Destroyer was fucking him he couldn't think at all. He only could feel pain and humiliation. Now he had to find out a way to escape soon or it would be all over for this superhero. There was no way however he could break the chains. He had to figure out another plan. Then a maybe foolish plan rose from his mind ............ could it work ?

Tempest in the meantime had discovered one of the Destroyer's gangs who had forced themselves an entrance to the petrochemical site. On their way to that big chemical-filled storehouse Tempest followed them inside at a safe distance. They were six but Tempest knew he had to beat them as soon as they even attempted a toxification of the waters. Normally this wouldn't have been a real problem with his talents but because he had been out of town catching a band of poachers, he didn't know what had happened to Superboy before. He was unaware of the effects of the superdrug from Dr Skeleton. He also was unaware he had been noticed allready outside and was lured into a deadly trap.

Off guard for any sneek attack Tempest proved a perfect target. He still saw the six gang-members stroll through the half lit spaceous hall where all kinds of toxic waste was stored waiting for disposal. The smell was awfull. Tempest hated that. How could human beings be so indifferent and kill their own environment. When the villains reached the central place of the building and so being far away from the only exit, the first sound he heard was the slamming of a door. The second sound was the attack of the seventh gang-member. Tempest landed with a resounding thud on his back. His head bounced hard on the concrete floor.He looked up groggily, to see one of the henchman standing over him. "Where did HE come from ? "Tempest thought to himself. He had never felt like such a fool in his life before, but he had no time for these kinds of considerations. Before he could regain himself, four of the superpowered henchmen each grabbed an arm or leg of the suprised Tempest. And as if they had been training this over and over again, with an unbelievable speed and timing they dragged the surprised and muscular young hero in his black-with-red lycra costume to a barrel, partly filled with a yellowish, a bit smelly and fuming viscous liquid. It all happened so quickly Tempest didn't even realise what happened before it was too late. They dumped him head first into this barrel with the yellowish poison. The liquid ran over the edge. It was an extremely erotic sight to see Tempest's body from the waist up disappear under the thick yellow liquid. His firm and rounded buttocks still pointing up above the chemical liquid, while his legs moved around only a bit. The liquid began to react. Bubbles of gaz began to escape the liquid. Quickly they grabbed Tempest's legs and pushed it down under. After that the lid was replaced as quickly as possible. With some bolts the lid was secured tightly to the barrel. "We got him easy, didn't we ? " "He can never survive this ! " "Don't be so sure. Tempest is almost invulnerable. He can breathe in liquid, but in this toxic liquid all his supernatural powers will be useless to him. He won't be unconscious in there, but I his capacity to think has left him. As long as we keep him inside this barrell this superhero is as a greenhouse vegetable. "

As things definitely got out of hand for the Tempest, the Hunter still had some rough times too experience in the nearby future because Scrumm returned to the torture room to end what Skeleton had interrupted. "Hunter! I'm back. " The Hunter, hanging in his chains looked up with disgust. He knew what he was in for. "I have asked Skeleton not to come in again before you have been totally broken. I want you to please me. I want to experience the feeling of being pampered sexually by a broken superhero. You're going to do everything I ask you to do, Understood ! " "Never ! I will never give you your sexual pleasure! You just have to pamper yourself, I guess ", the hero answered with courage. Scrumm reacted by hitting the Hunter into his stomach two, three times. The man would have collapsed if not he was bound in chains, which forced him up. "Are you going to please me ? " "No! Never ! " Again a few horrible punches hit the hero, this time right on his face. Blood ran from his nose. "Are you going to please me ?? ", Scrumm repeated his question. "No ! " And again the Hunter was beaten. This time his crotch area was the target. Pain began to be unbearable and Hunter began to realise his only way of coming out here alive was to give in to the Hero-destroyer. "Yes! Please, no more. I will do whatever you ask me to do ", the Hunter replied after another set of punches. "You're a wise man, Hunter"

Hunter let his head hang down. He looked completely broken. The career of the Hunter as a crime-fighter definitely had ended. The Hero-destroyer had added the sixth superhero to his list of exterminated superheroes. But was it ? While the Destroyer stood with his back to the tied up hero, he didn't see the flickering in Hunter's eyes. He had managed to receive all this beating without really crumbling down Now his plan could go forth. He would try to comply with the Destroyer until the man would become so over-confident, he might release the Hunter from his shackles.

While Scrumm was busy with the Hunter, Skeleton sat behind his computer again. He wanted to know where the man who calls himself SuperLycra is living. He had a picture, downloaded from SuperLycra's PC. With this he broke into the supercomputer of the policeforce. It didn't take him very long to find a perfect match between his picture and the one in the police-files. It seemed SuperLycra once was booked for speeding.

"HERE IT IS !. Everything I wanted to know about SuperLycra: name Garry Christopher born 1976, age 23 length 6' weight 225# adress 2435 Third Street appearance muscular, blond hear, blue eyes. Skeleton was really pleased with himself. SuperLycra, alias Garry Christopher should take care from now on. His turn of being defeated came closer, much closer. "I wonder if the Masked Villain had figured out this information before. Guess not ! "

After this Skeleton checked the computer out if Superboy had already reacted on his proposal. Nothing had been received. Skeleton closed down his computer and while doing that he heard a scream come from the torture room. He smiled.

Too much to handle, part 12

So far, the Hero-destroyer was on top of everything that was taking place so far. HE was the one, together with Skeleton to pull the strings now. The Hunter was broken down completely and a slave of Destroyer's delight. His green Hunter-costume was stolen from him and now around the body of the Hero-destroyer himself. The Tempest was burried in a barrel with toxic waste and because of this incapacitated. Superboy who had beaten three of Destroyer's helpers didn't respond to Skeleton's challenge. This could mean two things. He was out of town or the beating he had suffered had gotten to him even more than Skeleton had hoped. SuperLycra's secret identity was known and Skeleton knew where the boy lived. And last but not least Skeleton hoped to get more information from the Masked Villain about the likes of SuperLycra, because they had fought many battles before. But where had Kid Liberty and Captain Invulnerable gone to. After their escape from the Hero-destroyer two weeks ago, they had not been spotted since. So might it be possible they got scared after all and decided to hang their costumes in a tree ?

Tempest was having a hard time thinking - the toxins were working fast. Not enough to kill him - but enough to numb him and give him the mind of a guppy. The henchman had underestimated him however. He still had some of his powers. True, if he stayed in the toxic waste a moment longer he would be totally helpless - but if he could think of something right now - he had a chance.

He realized the toxic waste was pretty gaseous. He has the ability to heat liquids - and at the same time endure the heat. If he could heat the waste - the increased gas level would blow the top off. Crammed in the barrell like a lycra ball - it was hard to summon his powers, but he knew he had or in a moment all hope of escape would be lost - and he would be canned forever like a herring in a deserted warehouse. He could barely move in the tight confines - but he gritted his teeth and summoned all of his strength... slowly raising the temperature. The three henchmen who had Tempest trapped saw what was happening to the filled barrel. They got scared for the upcoming explosion and decided to make a run for it. This wasn't worth giving their lives for. Finally the waste started to boil with the pressure building - blowing the barrel's top at the last possible minute. The pressure release knocks the barrel over - sending the Tempest rolling out.

Tempest now was lying on his stomach on the warehouse dock. He is gasping - breathing heavily... barely able to think. He starts to drag himself towards the water - realizing he needs the purification to rebuild his strength. He reaches the edge of the water - rolling himself in... As the water cleanses his system he begins to think. Those henchmen were incredibly strong - they handled him as easily as if he was a child. It reminded him of his early days as Aqualad when the villians grabbed him more easily and used him as bait for Aquaman. His face burned as he remembered the villains taunting him as he struggled in vain. Luckily he was always rescued quickly. He had vowed he would never be helpless again - and it angered him that he had been duped.

He realized that the Hero Destroyer and his assistant Dr. Bone Head would have to be stopped at all costs - but he would need to be more careful. Hopefully his strength would be fully returned by the time of his next encounter......

In the meantime Dr Skeleton had his answer from Superboy. It read: "This is your last chance to surrender yourself. If you don't, I'll use all of my superhuman strength and superpowers to stop you. Give yourself up at the Metropolis Wrestling Arena next to police headquarters at midnight, and release all the superheroes you've kidnapped". Dr Skeleton answered immediately : " I gladly accept, but why the Wrestling Arena, I think you know what happened there with Captain Invulnerable two weeks ago. Is there a reason why you want to battle at that special place. And setting free the other Superheroes ! You really think I'm that stupid. You just come and get them out " Within two minutes Superboy got back already: "I want to defeat you where you had the balls to defeat others. In other words, I'm going to beat you on your own turf, tough guy ! " Skeleton was very pleased with the answer he got. Even the place Superboy had picked out was great. He only hoped the Hero-destroyer would do better this time. For security reasons however he quickly created some rope in which Kryptonite threat was woven.

The Hero-destroyer himself had no idea of what was happening around him. He was too busy with his captive the Hunter. Now his bound hero was broken down, he wanted him to humiliate himself so much he could never again function as a normal person. "You will obey my commands at every moment, you understand! " "Yes, I will .............. ", the Hunter said in a low voice while still looking towards the floor like a small punished schoolboy. "You are gonna blow my dick right over the edge. " The Hunter knodded . He didn't say anything. The Hero-destroyer grabbed his hair aigain to lift his head up again. "YOU UNDERSTAND .......... ? " "Allright. YES ! Yes ! " The Hero-destroyer untied the arms of the captive one so he could kneel down and start his blow-job on the Destroyer. Scrumm had prepared himself by lowering the green Hunter-costume again so reveilling his hardened prick. "Now, SUCK ! " The Hunter opened his mouth so Scrumm could slide in his pole. Hunter's lips now embrased the pulsating lid and Scrumm pushed it deep inside Hunter's mouth. Deep into his throat and then almost out again. In and out, in and out !! The hero felt the lid grow and grow and become as hard as dried beef jerky. The destroyer's dick completely filled Hunter's mouth. He could hardly breath anymore. Scrumm grabbed Hunter's head and forced his dick even further in. The growing lack of oxygene made Hunter dizzy. He feared to pass out. If that happened his plan to escape was doomed. He had to go through with it until the Destroyer also would untie his legs.

After his on-line talk with Superboy Skeleton decided it was time to make a social visit to Garry Christopher's house. He took three men with him. To keep things simple this Superlycra had to be eliminated fast. His death would surely please the Masked Villain and would surely have it's mental effects on the other superheroes. Never before a superhero had been killed in action. This had to change and Superlycra was the right person to be the one. Skeleton carried a bag . "What's in it, Dr Skeleton", one of his companions asked him. "Lycra. Blue lycra ! "

Too much to handle, part 13

After his on-line talk with Superboy Skeleton decided it was time to make a social visit to Garry Christopher's house. He took three men with him. To keep things simple this Superlycra had to be eliminated fast. His death would surely please the Masked Villain and would surely have it's mental effects on the other superheroes. Never before a superhero had been killed in action. This had to change and Superlycra was the right person to be the one. Skeleton carried a bag . "What's in it, Dr Skeleton", one of his companions asked him. "Lycra. Blue lycra ! "

After Skeleton had left the building only the Hero-destroyer was present, still entertaining himself with the likes of the Hunter not knowing the plans the hero had figured out. The Destroyer didn't even wonder why the Hunter had given in so easily.It didn't matter to him. Having a superhero being forced to suck him good was pure exctasy. Destroyer wanted more and decided to free the naked Hunter from all of his chains so he could fullfill his forced duties even better. This was the chance the Hunter had waited for. Free from his shackles he jumped up so quickly the Destroyer was completely surprised. "What .... what are you doing ? ", he screamed. "I only pretended to be broken by you, but you need to be much better for to break down the Hunter. "With a carefully placed hit the Destroyer fell to the floor. The Hunter grabbed his pink trunks and put them on again. " ... and now I will have my green spandex back. I can't bear it anymore to see someone like you wearing it. You have ......... ". At that moment three henchmen of the Destroyer entered the room. They had heard the sound of fighting and figured out there had to be trouble. They were right. Hunter stepped away from the knocked down Destroyer and considered his two options : fight or run for it !

The group of Dr Skeleton had reached 2435 Third Street. It was a small apartement on the 4th floor. The group split up. The first group stayed outside to catch Christopher when he tried to made a run for it. Skeleton himself with three gangmembers entered the lift to get them to the 4th floor. It was late and everything was quiet in the gangways. Not a person around. Standing in front of 2435 Skeleton rang the bell. No-one answered. He rang again. Still no response. "Damned, he's not in ! ". "Break this door ! " Two minutes later they were inside Garry Christopher's apartement. Everything in it got wrecked. "If this is his apartement, his damned superhero-costume must be hidden here somewhere. Find it ! " Even after about fifteen minutes they still hadn't found what they were looking for. The apartement however was wrecked completely. Nothing was standing upright anymore. But no suit. Then they heard police-sirenes enter the street to stop in front of the building they were in. "SHIT ! ", Skeleton spit out. "We must go! He'll know however who has caused all of this. " Before the police reached Christopher's flat, being warned by neighbours, the Skeleton-group had left allready. When Garry came home about an hour later he was shocked but knew instantly, as Skeleton had predicted, who was responsible for all this. He couldn't let this go unanswered.

Skeleton decided to go to the Metropolis Wrestling Arena himself without the help of the Hero-destroyer. He had taken an improved powerpill and he had the Kryptonite-rope with him. He was sure he could beat that superboy. Only minutes before midnight he reached the main hall and the square circle where Captain Invulnerable had found out he wasn't as invulnerable as he had always thought. Skeleton hid the ropes in a small lead box, not to be X-rayed by superboy. Now he only had to wait for him. He was sure Superboy was no match for him. He was too clever for this boy. Fifteen minutes later still no Superboy around. At one o'clock Skeleton was mad as hell. What was this superboy thinking. Skeleton surely hated someone to not keep ones promises. And this superboy surely had not. Already figuring out plans to make superboy pay dearly for this, he left the building again to go back to their main hideout.