Flee

No way was I going to fish for that key I would be suicide. I turned back to the woman who was waving at me. I realized that she was trying to get my attention but I couldn't hear her because of Ferdinand's snoring. She started frantically pointing at something. I followed her finger and my eyes fell upon.....Ferdinand's pants......of course, I noticed those on the floor when I came in.

I padded over to the pants and picked them up. I had to **** down my gag reflex because they smelled disgusting. After fishing around for a bit I found the key and made my way back to the woman. As I started unlocking her neck shackle. "Where you really going to pat down a human bull monster for a key?" "Excuse me, I trying to help you b****." "Just get this thing off of me." I did as I was told and removed the shackle. She then got up and signaled me to follow her.

Once we were outside she started speaking to me. "Alright, now that we are away from the angry bull man, who the hell are you?" I struck a pose. "I'm Nova Girl! Champion of Justice." She looked at me with an annoyed look. "From what I can tell you're just a babe in a costume." I glared back at her. "From where I'm standing you are babe in nothing but her birthday suit. Also need I remind you that I just got you out of a tight spot?" She covered herself up. "Yeah, you did. I'm sorry." I could see her shiverring in the cold. I pulled my cape off and gave it to her. "Here. It's not much but it will help." She took it and wrapped it around herself.

"What are you doing out here? I asked." She looked at me with pleading eyes. "Can you keep a secret?" I gestured to my mask. "I think I can handle it." She sighed. "I'm Lady Deringer." "OH MY GOD YOU'RE...." She jumped forward and slapped her hand over my mouth. "We are not safe so keep it down you idiot." I nodded. "Anyway, I tried to stop Ferdinand's rampage. He's usually nothing I can't handle but his henchmen got the drop on me. They dragged me out here and Ferdinand he...." She started tearing up. "Yeah.....I kind of pieced together what he did to you." She shook her head. "He'll get his."

I took a superhero pose. "You bet. Let's go get that bastard." She narrowed her eyes at me. "You think the two of use can take a 10 ft tall 600 lb bullman who's rampage will likely wake the four armed goons who will come out and either kill us to capture us to be used as sex toys for said bull man." I slumped. Yeah, I guess you're right. But didn't you say your utlity belt was in the house? Couldn't we just go and get it? Wouldn't you be a match for him then?" She thought about this. "My irons could even the odds for sure, but we'd be taking a big risk. His goons are a light sleepers. If they catch us, they aren't going to ask questions."