Previously on The Buffies
Written by Meg
It’s noon in downtown Malibu as crowds people are gathered around for lunch and shopping. A beam of white light fills the city center but no one seems to notice.
As the phenomenon fades, a hulking women steps out from the light. Her hair is long and jet black with bangs reminiscent of Bettie Page. She stands 9 feet tall, wearing a black string bikini that looks ready to burst from the massive muscles pushing behind it. Her black thigh-high boots and long gloves bulge to the brink of obliteration.
She steps forward and the ground trembles.
WildKat looks around and the lunch crowds begin to notice her. Buffiemania is in full swing yet no one has seen one of the mythical four yet. This must be one of them, they think and they rush to meet her.
It doesn’t take long to realize their mistake.
Kat’s plan is simple. She knows the four are in the general region, she just needs to draw them out. Gripping the corner of the closest building, Kat’s powerful hands dig in as the brick begins to crumble. Her actions are lightning fast and it takes no time to tear down the old establishment.
As the bricks, mortar and steel fly, the crowd begins to flee in terror. WildKat doesn’t care and seems to be enjoying herself. It’s finally a chance to give this body a proper workout since creation day. “Where are you” she cries out, barely audible over the crowd and destruction. As the last remnants of the building fall she moves onto the next
In a matter of minutes, police arrive on the scene. Her enhanced senses detect helicopters approaching in the distance but she continues on.
“This is the police,” blares the officer through the bullhorn. “Stop what you are doing and...” She ignores them. They give her another verbal warning. With no reaction, a single shot rings out but it simply bounces off of Kat.
She’s never been shot at in this new body and just smiles, knowing now that her muscles are denser than steel traveling faster than sound. The police open fire and a barrage of bullets do nothing more than annoy her.
Picking up the closest car, WildKat hurls it across the barricaded street, smashing into the first wave of police. They are sent flying back for blocks as she continues on her path.
Kat grabs a large I-beam from a building, causing a landslide of fiberglass, wood beams and brick from the falling building. She walks to the street and digs it deep into the concrete. A message is being carved as the choppers come even closer.
Later that night back at the mansion, we’re glued to the TV watching the destruction live on the newscast. The News 5 reporter on the scene describes the situation, high above from the safety of the chopper.
“…and a few city blocks have been lain to ruin by what has been called the Northwestern Dust Devil. The local and California State police have had no luck stopping this menace and the National Guard have been called in.”
The news chopper circles the area and focuses in on a particular area. “We’re now seeing a message scrawled into the street…” the reporter comments as the camera zooms in. Etched in concrete over the entire length of the street are the words “You’re Next!”
We know immediately what this means. It was the taunt for months by our captor. Every day would end with these words and thought of our destruction in the coming hours or days. The dust on screen and we see a close-up of her. Katherine!
The reaction is instantaneous and we head to the scene. Josh stops us and pleads that we change first. We’re still half naked from the beach. “Your testing suits will offer the most protection and we can monitor you.” he tells us as we run up to change into our form fitting purple test suits.
It takes but a moment and when we come back down, Benji adds remote monitoring. “This will give us results we can’t simulate in the lab.” he says while affixing the last one to Meg. He looks up at her and says “Please be careful.”
Josh leads us to an area of the mansion we’ve never seen before and says he has a surprise waiting. “We’re wasting time!” Jewel cries out but he continues down the corridor. We reach a large steel door and Josh enters a code. A retinal scan confirms his identity and the entryway opens.
Inside sits the most exotic plane we’ve ever seen. “This is an experimental aircraft prototype I’ve been developing for the government.” he tells us as we walk into the hangar bay. “Faster than a Scramjet with vertical hover capability… and it seats six.”
Josh opens the rear hatch and walks up into the jet. “It’s called a Quick Deployment Personnel Interceptor or QDPI for short.” he explains. Ducking our heads, we get in and find our seats a little snug. Josh hits a button to compensate and they expand to accommodate our full body mass.
Meg strokes the inside of the sleek high-tech aircraft. “Well CUTIEPIE, welcome to the Buffies. We’ll get you a nice pink paint job to match in no time.” Josh shakes his head in disbelief as he goes through the startup procedure.
Belle makes her way through the Buffies and straps into the co-pilot seat. Josh quickly protests. “No, find your own transportation” he yells but she doesn’t move. Belle’s resolve and tenacity are legendary. He’s still upset with her and frankly doesn’t trust this news reporter. He throws her a fierce look and says “I can’t allow you to come along…” but is cut off.
Belle lays into him. We only hear bits of “…how dare you…” and “…I’d like to see you try…” coming from the front in strong British accent. Josh is used to being completely in charge and doesn’t take orders from anyone… but not this time.
“… and I want this story” are her final words as Josh gives in and prepares to take off. The hotheaded blonde wins this round and we couldn’t admire her more at this moment.
Cutiepie quietly rises a few feet into the air then takes off through a dark tunnel. We emerge from a cliff overlooking the ocean. It only takes a moment to reach downtown Malibu and the wreckage looks far worse than we thought.
Josh switches to hover mode and pilots the plane lower, but staying out of Kat’s reach. The back hatch door opens and four Buffies dressed in purple jumpsuits dive out to the ground below. Diana jokes “Who needs parachutes” as the stand from the small craters they’ve just created.
WildKat senses the tremors caused by the four massively muscle-bound maidens. She stops her path of destruction and turns to see the Buffies running towards her. She smiles and says “It’s about time!”
OK friends, now I need your help. The fight scene will be audience participation so please write in and help us kick Kat’s ass. The rules are simple. No main character dies and the Buffies win in the end. I’ll post the ending once WildKat is defeated.