Angela - Avenging Angel 
by Lady Luck



Angela perched herself on the bonnet of her car, legs apart and hands on hips.
She was dressed in a black leather jump suit and ankle high leather boots. She
backflipped athletically off her car bonnet and with four gracefully executed
feline cartwheels, found herself staring the thug in the face. He was one of
three thugs menacing a young woman in the park that night.

In one continuous movement she crashed her right boot into his midriff and
then, before he could blink, she spun round and crashed her left boot under
his chin, She followed up by smashing her left fist into his face and then she
knocked him clean out with a right hook to his jaw.

The second thug came at Angela wielding a baseball bat, which he began to
twirl in front of her. She grabbed his right hand and with a quick flick of
the wrist threw him to the ground with consummate ease. Without turning round,
she back kicked the third thug in the groin as he approached her and then,
with a superb karate kick she dropped him to his knees. She dragged him up by
his collar and then butted him on the bridge of his nose. He was out for the
count.

"Want some more?" she asked the second thug as he was clambering to his feet.
"You fucking bitch!" he snarled, "I'm gonna fucking kill you!" "Oh I'm really
scared," she mocked, running her fingers down her lips, and then she caught
him with a forearm smash to his jaw. "See how afraid I am," she laughed,
"after all I am just a poor defenceless woman and you're a really tough guy
aren't you, hmm?" Then she stunned him with a right cross, then a left cross
and then a right again and then with a majestic leap into the air, she
thundered a quite magnificent right kick to his jaw which sent him crashing to
the ground.

She taunted him again as he staggered to his feet, shadow boxing as she danced
around him until his head was spinning. "Never threaten a woman again,
arsehole," she said, "and when your mates wake up pass on the good advice
won't you? There's a good boy. Now say 'goodnight'"

Then she punched him out with an absolute beauty.

The three thugs had been no match for Angela. She'd knocked them all out with
a superb display of martial arts and fist fighting. but she knew her job
wasn't finished. She would continue her fight against the male scumbags who
preyed on lone women. Her fight would be a long and thankless task, although,
on the credit side, she did get such a buzz every time she decked a man. It
was a blow to the male ego and another victory for women.

The young woman thanked Angela so much and remarked that her fighting skills
were absolutely awesome. Angela confided to the young woman that she, too, had
once been attacked by a group of arrogant male arseholes and been physically
abused. That was why she had decided to learn the martial arts and put her
fighting skills to good effect. If the law couldn't or wouldn't stop these
bastards, then she would. She suggested to the young woman that perhaps she
ought to learn how to defend herself too, reasoning that if more women learned
how to fight back, then the better our chances would be of overpowering these
scumbags.

The young woman agreed and Angela left feeling somewhat satisfied with her
night's work. She was happy and made up a poem on her way home.

SHE FOUGHT THREE MEN TONIGHT
AND SHE BEAT THEM OUT OF SIGHT
THEY THOUGHT THEY WERE SO TOUGH
SO THEY TRIED TO PLAY IT ROUGH
THREE MEN AGAINST ONE GIRL
BUT WITH A PUNCH A KICK AND A TWIRL
IT ENDED UP A ROUT
AS SHE KNOCKED THE MEN CLEAN OUT

The End (For Now)

Lady Luck