Intruder alert

He didn’t believe his eyes. “zone 3 breached” displayed his watch in bold letters. Someone had entered his property and had somehow managed to move close to his house before sounding an alarm as zone 3 was already his deck in the backyard. Whoever that was had covered at least 100m of ground from the forest to the deck without any notice. That could only mean that a hero was coming for a not-so-friendly visit.

Matt reacted fast, he moved towards Wonder Woman’s cell, while pulling up the camera feed on his phone. He released his super **** and together they looked at the video supplied by the small camera installed near his house’s back entrance. What they saw was a figure dressed almost entirely in black. The small details displayed in bronze colour as well as the shoulder length dark red hair gave away the figure’s identity even for non-experts. “Batgirl” both of them said in sync.

With the identification out o the way, Matt relaxed a bit. Out of all the possible intruders batgirl was a lucky coincidence. Not only was she another target further down on his list, but she also didn’t have any superpowers. Her skillset consisted of martial arts and detective skills. The latter was probably what had led her here in the first place. The most important implication was that Matt could take her down on his own. He was stronger and also a seasoned martial artist, so overpowering her wouldn’t be a problem. All he needed to do was watch out for possible little gadgets or tricks.

He ordered Diana to survey the camera feed and to relay Batgirls position, otherwise she was not to intervene in the fight unless things went completely south. With these instructions, he grabbed an ear bud and a few little advantages of his own and climbed the stairs to the upper floors to meet his new guest.

Getting the information that Batgirl was searching his office on the first floor, he slowly crept up the stairs. Since this was his childhood home, he knew all the stairs and floorboards that were prone to make cracking sounds when stepped on. How often had he stepped through these floors trying to get a midnight snack without waking his grandparents? Utilizing these decades of experience, he walked up to his office with the silence akin to a ninja. He peeked inside and saw Batgirl searching his laptop. He took this time to check her out a bit more since there was nothing incriminating on that laptop anyway. His whole slavery operation was run from the basement.

She seemed relatively small, similar to Gwen’s hight and with that a bit shorter than him and much shorter than Wonder Woman. Her batsuit was just as skin-tight as any other superheroine outfit. “They must like being gawked at” Matt chuckled inwardly. She seemed to have a well-trained body, sitting between his first and second capture in muscle density. The red hair cascading down to her shoulders gave her a wild look, especially in combination with her cowl.

Having seen enough, Matt turned on the lights and stepped inside his office with sure steps. Batgirls head jerked up, as she took a step back, falling into her fighting stance. “Batgirl? What are you doing in my office?” he asked her feigning innocence.

“As if you wouldn’t know” she sneered angrily “the other heroes might not yet see it, but I know Wonder Woman and Spider-Gwen didn’t just take some time off.” She took a step back as Matt slowly started walking towards her. “I found the same van with different number plates on camera footage close to their last known positions” she gloated, proud of herself.

“And now you think that you can randomly break into houses?”

“Randomly? No! Both numberplates were reported as stolen in this area and you are one of the few people with such a car in this city” she went on as Matt closed in further. “All the other cars were owned by old people or women, so you were the logical choice” she finished her little rant just as Matt was in striking distance. She realized to late that she had allowed him to get way to close to use most of the weapons in her arsenal.

Jumping forward, Matt went for the first strike on Batgirl. He attempted a punch to her gut, but she deflected his arm with her own opening him up for her return strike. Having foreseen this move Matt deployed his gamechanger, a pair of handcuffs. He snapped one of the cuffs on her outstretched right wrist, the second one was already on his left. Now he had effectively restricted both of them to a single hand. However, both of them were righthanded, giving him a very clear advantage as he had only given up his left hand for her right. The second bonus was, that Batgirl couldn’t disengage from her stronger and bigger opponent, taking away her speed advantage and the use of most her little toys.

Realizing that her position had become considerably worse in a matter of seconds, an angry Batgirl changed her tactic and went on the offensive. She brought her right leg behind his and tried pushing him to the ground over it. To her surprise it worked like a treat… because Matt wanted it to. He fell back and converted his momentum into a backwards roll, pulling batgirl off her feet and pulling her face first after him. He was back on his feet right on time to hit her muscular back with his elbow and send her sprawling to the floor instead.

Batgirl groaned from the pain. Her suit had absorbed most of the impact on the ground, but the elbow between her shoulder blades had hurt like hell. Acting quickly, Matt fell onto her back before she could pull herself back together. The renewed impact on her back knocked the wind out of her again in a second long groan. Pushing his advantage, he peppered her with quick blows to her exposed sides and some humiliating openhanded slaps to her face. She flailed and tried to hit him with her elbows, but he evaded her with ease.

Sure, of his victory, he fed his left arm below her neck until his elbow lay on her throat and pulled up. Her back arched as she was slowly choked. Batgirl gave one last valiant effort to break free, speaking silent curses through her blocked throat. There was no way out however, after about one minute of struggles she went limp in his arms. Matt released her throat immediately and made sure she was still breathing. Then he unlocked the cuff on his left hand. It was now used on hers, keeping her arms pinned on her back.

At last, he turned his laptop and the lights off again and threw the limp Batgirl over his right shoulder. Slapping her pert little butt, he carried her down to join his first two slaves.