Super Eagle of Nigeria

Lagos, Nigeria 1980
8 pm

The signal to wrap up transmission was given and the studio lights dimmed. TV Nigeria news anchor Rosa St Mari breathed a sigh of relief as yet another news day was over. Straightening her brown polyester jacket and skirt, the 27-year-old journalist slipped out of her chair and headed towards her office. She received congratulations from her producer and the technical crew and they also cast secretive glances at the curvaceous figure she concealed under her conservative attire.

In her office, the shelves were decorated with a myriad of journalism awards and similar plaques hung on the walls. Many had written off St Mari long before she had even started her journalistic career. Rosa had confounded them all, especially with her exclusive reports on the country's new female champion of justice, Super Eagle. As she leaned back in her chair an toyed with her shortened black tresses, Rosa smiled at this thought.

She was snapped out of her reverie by the beeping sound from a nearby wall. Locking her door and pulling the blinds on her office windows, Rosa St Mari strolled over to the wall and activated a secret panel. The wall opened and a monitor screen came forward and the image of a distinguished Negro with greying hair at the sides and sporting a pipe appeared. " How can I be of service Control ?" Rosa inquired.

" Our intelligence reports of a terrorist element making threats against our country's offshore oil drilling operations.... The terrorist calls himself the Hyena and is demanding that our government pay him $50 billion in ransom to prevent him from launching his sinister plans" Control stated grimly. " Have no fear Control.... I shall locate this Hyena and bring him to justice !" Rosa declared and switched off the monitor.

Concealing the monitor, the young journalist moved towards a nearby bookcase. Pulling a single book forward, the bookcase swung open to reveal a hidden closet where some special attire awaited her. Kicking off her shoes, Rosa proceeded to remove her stockings, skirt, shirt, jacket and then the white lace undergarments that clothed her smooth ebony skinned body them. Her shapely silhouette visible in the darkeness, Rosa began to dress.

First, a white feather print pair of spandex shorts slipped up her well-chiseled calves and thighs until they fit snugly over Rosa's genitals. These were followed by a tight, green tank top with ample cleavage to showcase her firm well-rounded breasts. Rosa then donned elbow-length, green and white gloves and followed this up by attaching a special multi-compartmental,anti-around her shapely waist. The final touch was a green and white bird mask which fit snugly over her head, revealing only Rosa's nostrils, her cherry-red lips and a few locks of her short black hair. " Time for Super Eagle to go to work !" she resolved and activated a skylight exit above her.

With her green and white wings extended under her muscular arms and her powerful legs close together, Super Eagle soared over the skyline of the Nigerian capital of Lagos towards the coastline. Rosa recalled having learnt that her late father was enlisted in a special government program to create a super soldier with the express purpose of combatting internal and external threats to the State. He had been the first Super Eagle. After learning of his secret, Rosa found out that she too possessed his special abilities and vowed to continue his quest for justice.

Her nostalgic thoughts were set aside as she picked up a distress call from an oil rig. " Looks like the Hyena is making good on his threats... I must stop him !!" the Nigerian superheroine said and increasing her speed, she was soon over the blackened waters off her country's coastline. Rosa's eyes widened behind the slits of her mask as she spotted an oil rig that was fully ablaze.

Super Eagle wasted no time in descending to the stricken platform. Retracting her wings, the beauteous birdwoman boldly raced into the flames and swiftly carried several injured oil workers to safety. " Get your men to the lifeboats... I shall deal with the fire !! " the heroine instructed a foreman and extending her wings, she took to the sky again. Circling high overhead, Rosa used her enhanced vision together with the special sensors built into the lenses that covered her mask's eyeslits to locate the source of the fire.

" Some of my special incindiary bombs should do the trick !" Super Eagle stated as she reached into her belt and flung four wing-tipped charges towards the fires below her. A great explosion rocked the platform and a plume of carbon-dioxide power shot up into the air and effectively doused the fire. The oilworkers cheered as they watched the Nigerian superheroine fly away. " Who was that ?!" one asked. " I don't know...but she has the best pair of breasts and tits..." his foreman stated as he made gestures with his hands. That would be conversation enough until the Coast Guard sent vessels to assist.

" So the celebrated Super Eagle has saved the day ?!.... We shall soon see about that..." the villainous Hyena cackled as he gave the order for his submarine to get underway. A former Army scientist who was disfigured by an experiment gone wrong, the Hyena had sworn revenge on the Nigerian Government. Seriously damaging the country's oilfields would have the desired effect and the former Soviet attack submarine he had covertly purchased from the Angolans would have help him achieve this goal.

However, there was another agenda that the Hyena was pursuing as he raised the sub's periscope and locked his sights on the Super Eagle who was making a sweep of the area. " Hmmm.... The extent of the damage was caused by some kind of explosive... which could only mean that the Hyena is in the area...." Rosa deduced as she flew in low over the wavetops. " Just as I suspected you would do foolish female... Fire at will..." the Hyena ordered. " Aye Aye sir !" a sailor responded and activated the firing console.

" My God !..." Super Eagle gasped as she took evasive action to avoid a missile which broke through the blackened waters and streaked towards her. The beauteous birdwoman made a vertical climb and the missile followed close behind. It followed so closely, that Rosa could feel the heat from the missile against her ebony buttocks. " This is definitely too close for comfort..." she grimaced and dove sharply towards the water. " Have to time this just right" the beauteous birdwoman said as the wavetops drew ever closer to her sensuous body.

At the very last minute, the Super Eagle shot skywards mere inches from the surface of the sea. Unable to adjust, the missile continued it's trajectory and exploded harmlessly beneath the water. However the Nigerian superheroine never spotted the unmistakeable sight of a submarine's con tower protruding above the waves or the flurry of activity on the deck as the main gun was readied for action. " Fire !!" the Hyena ordered and the cannon roared.

" UNHHH !!!!" Super Eagle cried as she was sent spiralling out of control by an explosion which came out of nowhere. The heroine also felt a viscous substance coating her incredibly sensuous body. " My wings.... Something covering them... Can't fly... Going down..." Rosa gasped as she struggled to gain altitude. Her rapid, untimely descent ended with her rounded right shoulder slamming on to the deck of the submarine.

" Uhhnnn..." Super Eagle groaned as she rolled on to her stomach. Drawing her powerful thighs in towards her shapely waist and pressing the palms of her hands and the balls of her bare feet against the cold steel surface beneath them, the heroine rose groggily. However the Hyena's men were swiftly upon the beauteous birdwoman like a pack of jackals. " Unnhhh !!... Unhh !!!... Uhhhhhh..." Super Eagle groaned as they mercilessly brought their blackjacks down on to her head and across her shoulder blades.

The Nigerian superheroine fell forward but felt strong arms seize hold of her own and she felt her ivory-coloured toenails scrape the surface of the submarine deck as she was dragged away by her assailants. Her head was too heavy for her neck to support and it drooped between her well-rounded breasts. Unable to shut out the throbbing pain in her head, Rosa's sleep-laden eyes closed within the slits of her mask and the evil laughter of the Hyena was the last thing she heard before surrendering to unconsciousness.

" Ah so you awaken... my pretty bird..." the Hyena gloated as he gazed upon his curvaceous captive who lay flat on her back with thick leather straps entwined about her body and holding her down atop a bunk in the submarine's infirmary. Super Eagle's head rolled from side to side and she let out a low moan. " Where am I ?... What is your scheme Hyena ?!" Rosa snarled as she writhed in a futile attempt to break her bonds.

" I was once a genius.... revered by all of my peers... until my enemies did this to me... Turned me into this monstrosity.... Now I shall have my revenge... When I fire a missile straight into the heart of downtown Lagos !!" the Hyena declared. " You twisted sinister fiend !!... I shall not allow you to carry out your nefarious scheme... I shall... Hnnnhhh !!!" Super Eagle cried as a thick white cloth covered her nose and mouth, interrupting her campy dialogue.

Rosa's head twisted violently from side to side, her fists clenched and her toes curled in response to the chloroform fumes that filled her nostrils. " Hhnnnhhh !!!" the heroine screamed into the rag as she struggled desperately to free herself. The Hyena smiled at the sight of her panic and the outline of Super Eagle's hardened nipples beneath her tank top.

Unable to restrain himself, the villain reached forward and unhooked the clasp of the Nigerian superheroine's top. Her ebony breasts with their hardening black summits burst forth in response. " NNhhhh !!!... Nnhhh !!... Nhhhhhhhhh..." Super Eagle sighed as she felt Hyena toying with her nipples and the distraction was sufficient for her to inhale copious amounts of chloroform to render her unconscious.

" Pity I have to dispose of you Super Eagle... You would have made such a nice pet..." the Hyena sneered as he stepped back and allowed his men to undo the straps binding the senseless superheroine. She was rolled on to her stomach and her wrists were tied behind her back and her ankles were tied together. Flanked by four armed sailors, two others hauled the sleeping Super Eagle down into the missile chamber.

Opening up one of the torpedo tubes, they placed her within its narrow cylindrical confines. Minutes later, the sound of compressed air being released, signalled that the helpless heroine had been jettisoned into the murky depths of the Atlantic.


Two hours later, the Hyena's submarine surfaced off the coast of Nigeria and opened the missile doors. " Prepare missile for firing... Initiate countdown..." the villain ordered. " Aye sir" a sailor replied. The Hyena's eyes gleamed with delight as he watched the minutes to Lagos' demise wind down.

He raised his hand to give the signal to launch the missile. However before the Hyena could do so, he was knocked off his feet by a violent explosion. Minutes later, a series of secondary explosions rocked the submarine before it was ripped to pieces by one final blast. Hovering over the burning steel hulk, the Super Eagle stared at her handiwork.

" Good thing my recuperative powers allowed me to recover quickly from the chloroform... and my special explosive charges did the rest" she stated. Soaring back towards the glittering lights of Lagos, Rosa St Mari sought the sanctuary of her "nest" and the much needed sleep she required until next the Super Eagle of Nigeria was called into action.

End.