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Part One
Rebecca Hooper and her mother walked through the mall enjoying their morning together. They'd first spent an hour at Santa Maria Children's Hospital with their costumes on as Glory Girl and the long retired Shady Lady. The kids had loved seeing the new heroine and asked her for photos or autographs. Some just wanted a hug. And their faces when they saw her... Becky was so happy about that. Her mother had spent time with the doctors, nurses and office people who remembered her from her past as an important superheroine in Granite City. When they finished there, the two ladies changed into ordinary garb and decided to spend the rest of the day at the Branchwood Mall. They looked at new draperies for the living room, the vacuum cleaners at Sears, and the clothes everywhere. When they passed Spencer Gifts, Becky squealed and pointed. "Mom, look! Oh My God!" Her excitement was driven by the lifesize cardboard cutout of Glory Girl standing in the front window. "That is so... so... neato!" Donna Gilbert wrapped her arm around her daughter's shoulders and said, "Yes, it does look fantastic. You just haven't realized yet how famous you are and how you will be seeing yourself everywhere for a while. Did Dad tell you about the billboard for Channel 6 that he saw downtown? It has a huge picture of you to promote the interview they did with you that will be running this week." Becky gasped. "Really? Wow..."
It had been only a few months since Glory Girl's actions had foiled a major terrorist attack on Granite City and the media were still heavily promoting anything they had about the city's new public figure. She had agreed to occasional interviews and appearances, but the same questions over and over were getting boring. And when the questions were unusual, she was afraid she'd get caught off-guard and say something stupid or embarrassing. But the attention was nice.
They moved to Victoria's Secret, where Becky went through the exotic lingerie and wished she could afford so many of the beautiful things. As she held up a white teddy, Becky said, "Oh, I would love to wear this when I'm with...ahhh..." Her mother looked at her and smiled. "So you are seeing someone special. How come he's a big secret?" She couldn't mention her special guy was the son of a villain her father had battled. Mom might understand a little, but Dad would totally freak! "He's special, but I don't think he's ready to meet you and Dad yet. I don't want Dad to scare him off!" She held up some things and told her mother, "Gee Mom, you should get yourself something special while we're here. Those things you wear are nice, but..." Donna shook her head. "The bras and panties I get at JC Penney are just fine and I like their prices. This place charges twice as much just for the name." Becky held up a frilly black lace brassiere, similar to the type her mom wore, but with much fancier lace. "You don't like this? I bet Dad would like it on you. If you won't buy it yourself, I guess Dad will have to get it for you..."
Donna laughed at this. "You know your father would never set foot in here. Remember when we bought you your first brassiere? We took it home and you pulled it out of the box and showed it to him..." Becky smiled at the memory. "Oh yeah. He turned as red as the front of his costume." Donna held the fancy bra up and stared at it. "Your father is not comfortable with women's unmentionables, at least outside of our bedroom." Becky raised her eyebrows at this. "Wow. You go, Mom. Hey, at least you got that really nice necklace for your anniversary." Donna replied. "Yes, that was a wonderful surprise. I never expected your father to..." Donna looked at her daughter's face. "... wait a minute. You have a silly grin on your face, Becky. Did you put him up to that?"
Rebecca confessed. "Yes, he said he was get you a vacuum cleaner for your anniversary, for pete's sake! How romantic would that have been? So I sort of steered him to Koldwell's and mentioned how romantic a gift like that would be." Donna's eyes narrowed. "You sneaky butt-insky! I guess I have to thank you. I thanked your father very much that night! But with Christmas coming, mind your own business, young lady. I need a new vacuum. The old one is working terrible."
The ladies finally left Victoria's Secret, with Becky buying that teddy she'd liked. She turned towards the food court and asked, "You wanna get something to eat here?" Her mother paused, and replied, "Yes, I'm getting hungry, but why don't we go someplace a little nicer. Maggiano's is just across the street and they have such a nice menu." Becky thought this was a great suggestion. "Yeah, let's! You remember I told you about the great place in Gotham City I ate at when I visited Barbara last month. It was so fancy looking and the food was great. But the prices! I was glad when Helena grabbed the check." "Don't worry about the bill, sweety," Donna said. "This time I'm treating." Becky and Donna left the mall and cut through the parking lot towards the restaurant they had decided on.
Nearby, a panel van marked Ryker Rentals was at a loading dock, dropping off some packages. The driver got back in the vehicle with the last big bite of a chicken sandwich in his mouth, and holding a extra large cup of hot coffee he'd grabbed at the food court. He couldn't take the time to get something better as he was running late. His regular truck had blown a fuel pump and getting this rental replacement and switching the load over had wasted much of the morning. He was running really late, and had to get his deliveries done before the late afternoon traffic tied up the streets too much. His hand went to the center console to place the coffee cup in the holder while his other hand touched the shift lever. But in this rental truck, the console was laid out differently. The cup tipped over, and the hot coffee splashed into his lap. He jumped up, snapped the door open and hopped alongside the truck, brushing with his hands as the liquid scalded him. He didn't notice the truck start to creep away, as in his excitement he had bumped the shift into neutral. The dock he had been at was up against the upper level of the mall, and as the van rolled it moved faster and faster as it went down the incline towards the parking area at the lower level. In front of the charging vehicle were two women, unaware that they were in its path.
Suddenly Donna saw the yellow van out of the corner of her eye. She placed her hand on Becky's shoulder, yelled out a warning and pushed. Becky looked over and saw the danger. She lept and went twenty feet through the air with the ability her legs gave her. As she was about to land she had a moment to look back at her mother, who was directly in the uncontrolled van's path. Becky saw her mother suddenly become indistinct and turn into a cloud of mist as the truck reached her. Then Becky's landing caused her to roll over and absorb the shock of hitting the pavement. Quickly she was getting up, unharmed. She suddenly heard her mother's voice, faintly. "Becky... is that you? You look so different..." Becky thought that was an unusual thing to hear, and was about ask Mom what she meant when she heard a scream. The van's driver, who had been running after the vehicle, suddenly stopped and was shouting. "What the... Where did the van go!" Becky stood and looked back. The guy yelling was right! The van was gone. More important, Rebecca saw no sign of her mother. And one other very strange thing -- at the spot where the truck had encountered Donna Gilbert, a big circular piece of the pavement had been scooped out.
The police arrived and people congregated around the space, wondering what had happened. Becky went to the restaurant, back into the mall and looked around, really beginning to worry about what had happened to her mom. In a secluded spot, she changed into her Glory Girl outfit, and talked to the police about the missing woman. Becky knew she would have to call Dad soon and wished there was something she could tell him to explain what had happened. The police were baffled and Becky didn't have a clue what had caused her mother to vanish. Then she realised she could call in some special help...
Weeks before, the Hooper residence had a visitor late one evening. A man in a trenchcoat had come to the door asking to speak to Rebecca. Dad had been curious who was trying to contact his daughter, and when the man entered the house his form shifted and changed until he was a blue-caped green humanoid figure. He introduced himself as J'onn J'onzz, Martian Manhunter. He had come to represent the Justice League of America and to make an offer to Glory Girl. He did not offer membership in the league, as he pointed out that the heroine was pretty new in the spotlight and so far had established herself only as a heroine who worked on her own most of the time. But the governing council of the JLA had discussed the young lady recently and it was decided, thanks to the recommendations of Superman and Wonder Woman, that the league would offer reserve status to Glory Girl on a probationary basis. He explained that this meant that if Glory Girl would agree to be available to help the JLA in a time of crisis, then the contacts and resources of the league would be offered to Rebecca if she was facing problems she could not handle. J'onn offered her a phone number, and said it was a direct line to someone at the JLA and would give her a quick way to contact the league in an emergency. Becky had thanked the martian and promised to do her best to not take the responsibility lightly.
Now she recalled that number she had memorized and pulled out her cell phone. She dialed and after a single ring, she heard an answer. "Yes, Glory Girl? Do you have a problem?" was asked of her by a voice she recognized as J'onn J'onzz. Startled at being so quickly in touch with a person of his importance, she outlined what had happened. He asked her, "Your mother phased out to let the truck pass through her? Odd... wait, I see from your file that she is The Shady Lady. I'm bringing up her old file on my monitor screen. Our records go back to the days when the the group was called the Justice Society. She was not a member, but sometimes worked with the Society and we have some records on her service and abilities. Hmmm. I am sending a person to check out the scene. If further investigation is needed we will help you find out what happened. I am glad you decided to contact us. Out."
In only a few minutes, a figure flew into the sky over the parking lot, circled and landed near Glory Girl. The young girl wore a long-sleeved blue top covered with stars, white and blue shorts, red gloves and boots and a blue mask. In her hands she held a glowing gold staff that was as tall as she was and pulsed with energy. She held her hand out to Rebecca. "Hi, Glory Girl. I'm Stargirl, but you can just call me Stars. J'onn sent me to look over the area and see if we can detect what happened. You said your m... the woman who vanished was only out of your sight for a minute?" Glory Girl nodded. "Yes, she was over there, and then when I landed from jumping out of the way of the van, I rolled over and in the matter of seconds, the van, the woman, and part of the pavement had disappeared. Do you have any idea what might cause such a thing?" The wielder of the cosmic staff turned and walked around the spot where the odd action had occured. The staff glowed and pulsed over the depression in the pavement. Stargirl pulled out a communicator and spoke into it. "J'onn? It's as you suspected. There is a residual trace of some kind of dimensional transport field here. But it doesn't read exactly like any of the ones we have on file. It's somehow different. I think we need the expert down here. OK. Stars out." The girl turned to Rebecca and put a hand on her shoulder. "Good news. There is a trace of a portal having been opened here. That's the kind of thing used to teleport to another dimension, and we have someone on the way who knows more about this phenomenom than anybody. Professor Palmer will be able to track down where your mo... where the woman went." Becky sighed with relief and used a nearby pay phone to call her dad. She was happy she'd waited until she had something positive to report. He said he would be right over.
After a few minutes, a JLA shuttle arrived and Becky was introduced to Professor Ray Palmer, the expert, as well as a stretching hero who was called the Elongated Man and a fellow in cowboy gear named the Vigilante. The latter pair helped Palmer pull out and set up modular scanning units that were used to examine the area where Donna Hooper had vanished. While they were doing this, Mister Patriot (Rebecca's father) flew onto the scene, and Becky went over with him what she had been told. She saw her dad was very disturbed by the disappearance, and Becky tried to assure him that all the resources of the JLA would certainly be able to take care of things. She wished she were as certain as she tried to sound.
But the work went into hours. Part of the parking area was cleared and a tent went up to hold more and more equipment that was brought in. The Professor and the other experts who had come to join him gave no indication that they were finding what they wanted to find. Becky and her father sensed things were not going well and their fears grew about the fate of Donna Hooper.
Finally Professor Palmer called them over and they all sat down at a table to go over what he had. He told them that the residual energy signature was dimensional-warp related, but different enough that the scientists could not get a lock on where the warp had transported the woman and the truck. "I have gone over the old records about The Shady Lady's powers. You said, Glory Girl, that you saw her use her transformation to mist to allow the truck to pass through her after she pushed you out of its path. According to the old records that were written up when she worked with the Justice Society many years ago, her power was based on an ability to become semi-solid and to also cause anything passing through her, or that she was trying to go through, to also become semi-solid. She changed her own body and the truck, in this case. But the truck was transporting a small quantity of a rare radioactive isotope to Broad Canyon Research Center for testing. They are working on more efficient uses of radiation to treat cancer. When the truck passed through her she tried to phase through the isotope, and that caused a unstable freak dimensional breakdown. A bubble popped and she was in it, with the van and a section of the pavement. Everything in the bubble went... somewhere else." Patrick Hooper broke in, no longer able to stay quiet. "Can you tell us where she went? Can we get her back? Please say you can..." Ray Palmer looked grim. "Wherever she is, we can send you. But we don't know where she went. People and machines that create dimensional rifts use orderly energy patterns that our equipment can read and decipher. If a rift of that type appears anywhere, we can easily pin down both ends of the transport. But this was a wild, disordered pattern. There are millions of dimensions out there. And we don't know which one she ended up at."
Becky turned and embraced her father as they both realised the enormity of this information. They might never see Donna again! Becky sobbed. "Oh, Dad! I heard her call to me after she vanished. I never thought that she..." Palmer interupted her at this. "What? There was a connection for a period after she transported? The portal, though invisible must have been there for a few minutes. What did she say?" Becky repeated the faint words she had heard after the incident. Palmer smiled. "This might be the clue we need. She said she saw a Becky -- not exactly like you but close enough that she recognized the girl as such. I told you there were millions of dimensions. But most of them would not have a Becky Hooper. So if we have a control unit that could take someone to any dimension with an inhabitant who has the exact or nearly exact DNA coding of Becky Cooper - the make-up of a person who had to be the daughter of that dimension's Patrick Hooper and Donna Gilbert, it would highly reduce the number of places you would have to look. Instead of calling every number in the phone book, you only have to call the numbers with a Rebecca or Becky in the name. See how that narrows the search?"
Patrick Hooper, hope on his face, said, "That's great. I'll go anywhere to find..." Palmer stopped him. "No, it will have to be Rebecca that goes. She can wear a transport bracelet with a sensor to detect the pattern she is looking for, but the unit will be comparing her DNA pattern to the ones she scans to find any dimension where Donna Hooper might be. Becky, are you willing to go? Even narrowed down, you may have to go to a lot of places before you find your mother." Becky looked him in the eye and said, "I'll go anywhere for Mom."
They equipped her with a sleek metal armband that covered half of her right forearm. It had three buttons on it that were covered with plastic shields to avoid accidental triggering. Professor Palmer showed her that each plastic cover could flip up to allow the button to be pushed. "Alright. The first button will automatically warp you to the nearest world that you have not already visited that has a person with a DNA pattern that exactly or almost exactly matches yours or your mom's. On these worlds you will probably meet women who look exactly like you and/or your mother. The second button will activate scans to let you know if it is your mother or an exact duplicate who is the Donna Hooper of that dimension. The scan will take a few seconds if you are within sight of your target. If the button lights up yellow, the person does not have your mother's DNA pattern. If it glows red, she has the same DNA but her vibrational resonance is that of the other dimension and she is just that place's version of your mother. If the light turns green, you found her. The third button is set to return you home. If you hold a person tight, she will transport with you. Are you ready?" Becky took a deep breath, looked over at her dad, and nodded. She pushed the first button...
Part Two
The original Rebecca (Becky-Prime) looked out at a large open area. She had transported to a courtyard that was paved in flagstones and a low stone wall enclosed it. The air was chilly, and a wind blew from the mountains she saw in the distance. Looking around, she saw a figure about thirty feet to her right. It was a tall, redhaired woman, clad in a chain mail bikini, who was facing away from Becky and swinging a large sword back and forth in some kind of practice ritual. Becky watched, without moving or making a sound. But after a minute, the swordswoman stopped her ritual and turned to face Rebecca. Becky gasped. The woman's face was the same as hers. If not for the hair color she would have been Becky's twin. The swordswoman aproached, warily. "Who are you, visitor in strange garb? Do you come to attack me?" Becky spoke. "No, I am merely traveling here from another world. My mother was accidentally sent into another world and I seek her out. I have no quarrel with you and do not want to fight you." The swordswoman lowered her weapon and sheathed it. "I am Sonya of Hyrkania, known in these lands as Red Sonja. You describe a nobel quest. I would do such a thing to get back my mother, but she died in my arms when our village was attacked by rampaging hordes of mercenaries many years ago. Since that black day I have served the goddess Scathach, using the skill she gave me to avenge and protect the helpless. I wish you luck on your journey and hope you success. I will offer a prayer to Scathach that she will aid you." The swordswoman bent her head and dropped to a knee, murmuring her words to her goddess. Becky dropped to a knee alongside her and waited for the redhead to finish. "Thank you for your prayers. I hope they will guide me to the person I seek." Becky pushed the first button and the strange world of swords and sorcery was left behind.
That first stop had been very exotic, but it was followed by one that surprised Rebecca by its familiarity. She appeared in a kitchen she knew so well, facing herself and her parents just as she knew them. This other Becky sat at the table with toast and yogurt, and the Donna Hooper was handing a plate of sausage and eggs to the Patrick Hooper of this world when Glory Girl appeared in front of them. They were startled and Becky-Prime said she was not there to harm them, only stopping in a journey to find her mother who had been accidentally sent to a world different from the one she came from. They were still confused until she realised on this world the Hoopers were ordinary folks who had never been costumed heros. She eased their fears when she took off her mask and the other Becky saw she was her duplicate. The sensors on her armband told the original Becky that this Donna was not her mother, but the mother of the Becky of this world. So she prepared to move on. They wished her well, and she knew they would. It was the same thing that she and her parents would have done in a similar situation. She moved on to another world, and another. These stops seemed to run together. Most stops were so much like her world. Professor Palmer had said there would be something different about each world she visited, but sometimes it was hard to detect the differences, they were so minor. On many worlds the Becky there also fought crime as Glory Girl, but on one she could fly and another she had her father's strength. One place seemed identical to home until she saw Becky there was left handed. On one stop she appeared in her parent's bedroom. Donna was tied to the bedposts wearing only a frilly black lace brassiere. Patrick Hopper was kneeling at the bed, his face in her crotch eating his wife's pussy. Donna was whipping her head back and forth and moaning, in the heights of sexual pleasure. Becky was too embarrased and dumbstruck to move or say anything when this world's Donna Hooper happened to look over and cried out "Becky! What are you doing in here!" The original Becky could think of no way to explain this situation without dying of embarrasment, so she checked the sensor, was extremely relieved to see that woman in the heights of sexual passion was not her mother, and pushed the first button to leave. The last thing she noted was the erotic black lace bra. It was the one from Victoria's Secret she'd tried to get Mom to buy.
At her new stop, she was standing in a cemetary. Looking around, she saw a woman in a wheelchair, and walked over to her. The woman's head was down, staring at a nearby headstone. Becky-Prime noticed the side of the brown-haired woman's face was scarred from a very old injury, then recognized her. "Are you... Donna Hooper?" she asked. The woman brought her face up to look at Becky, surprised that someone else was there. "What?? No... I'm Donna Gilbert. I would have been Donna Hooper, but my fiance, Partick Hooper died... " Donna's eyes went back to the grave, and Becky looked down. It was the stone for Patrick Hooper, and it listed his death as weeks before the day Becky's folks had married back on her world. Becky asked, "What happened to him?" The crippled woman looked up again. "Why do you ask? It's ancient history. People don't even remember us." She paused and sighed, then decided to tell her story. "We were planning our wedding when an old enemy of mine, Professor Cargill, escaped from prison. We went after him and found him in his laboratory. Patrick was the super-hero called Mr. Patriot. Big... strong... handsome... a wonderful man. I was also a costumed crime-fighter called The Shady Lady. Cargill had armed himself with a powerful ray weapon. Patrick was hit, and went down. Cargill pointed it at me and fired. I phased out and the beam went right through me. It hit a load bearing wall and the building started to come down. Cargill switched to a different weapon, one that suddenly neutralized my powers. We struggled, and we rolled into a bench where containers of chemicals were sitting. they broke, and we both were covered in chemicals that burned us. Then the building collapsed. When rescuers arrived, they dug us out. But Patrick was dead, Cargill was dead, and my face and much of my body was badly burned. Part of the roof hit my back and snapped my spine. I was in the hospital for a long time. I never even got to see them bury Patrick. So I spend a lot of time here with him." Becky saw that tears were flowing down the face of Donna Gilbert. "When they got me out... I'd been pregnant. But I lost the child... a little girl." Becky put her arm over the woman's shoulders, and stayed there for a little while, trying to console the woman who was almost her mother. But then she had to move on.
She stopped at another series of worlds with duplicates of home with the most minor differences. She was losing count. Then there was the world where Becky wasn't a super-heroine, she was a dancer. On a pole. In a g-string. The original Becky was amazed at how... agile that Becky was! Then she came to a world she thought of as number 56, even though she had lost count and wasn't sure if it was the 56th stop she'd made.
It was a horrible world. She stood in the street of a destroyed city. Buildings had been knocked down and the debris had burned. Rubble and ash were everywhere. Becky looked around and suddenly recalled a photo in the history books -- Hiroshima! She was in a city that had been destroyed by a nuclear blast! But why would she have been transported to Hiroshima? She had not seen anyone in the area as she had glanced around, but suddenly she did see a woman, bent over and slowly shuffling along, come into view. She looked weak and sick, and she wore only tattered remnants of clothes. The parts of her body that were visible were covered with burns and sores. The poor woman happened to look up and saw Glory Girl. "Becky! Oh, Becky! I knew I would find you if I kept looking." Becky realized with horror that this wretched person was Donna Hooper! She ran over and the woman was tottering on her feet and collapsed into Becky's arms. She kept murmuring over and over, "I knew I'd find you..." The woman's breathing was labored, and she saw with horror that she was very weak. Why was she alone here in such a state? "M... Mom, where's Dad?" she asked. Donna's reply was faint, and came out in gasps. "He was downtown. No... nobody survived downtown. I was home. The house was demolished but I wasn't hurt... too bad. They wanted all the survivors to evacuate, but I wouldn't leave without finding you. So I hid and stayed behind. I've been here, looking for you since..." Becky suddenly figured it out. She looked to the horizon and recognized the hills to the south. This was Granite City! On a world where Glory Girl hadn't stopped the bomb. This world's version of her mother refused to leave, staying in the deadly radioactive area to search for a daughter who was probably vaporized in the blast. Becky felt the woman in her arms grow weaker, and knew she was dying. Donna Hopper had stayed here, calling on all her energy and willpower to keep going while she looked for the daughter she loved. Having found someone she believed was her Rebecca, she was giving up. It took a short time, and the woman who was another Becky Hooper's mother died in Becky's arms. She scanned the corpse and saw it was not her mother. But that didn't stop the tears from running down her face. She looked over the city once more and pressed the first button.
Part Three
She was in a large study of someone's house. Behind a desk, a blond woman in glasses who appeared in her late twenties was working at a computer. She looked over at Glory Girl and stopped. Then a few keystrokes on her unit resulted in a beam of light focusing on Becky momentarily. The woman at the desk spoke. "So, my scans indicate you are from another dimension. What brings you to visit me?" Becky reached up and pulled her mask off. "Well, I'm Becky Hooper. My mother had an accident and was transported to another dimension. I'm searching for her. Are you also Rebecca Hooper?" The other woman answered with a smile. "I was. Now I am Professor Rebecca Belham. That sounds like an impossible task. How would you find a person lost in the myriad of dimensions?" Becky spoke back, surprised. "Belham? You married Arnie?" Now it was the professor's turn to show a little surprise on her face. "I married Arnold Belham, a computer programming genius who worked with me on several projects. We have two children, Jonathan and Emily..." Becky broke in, "Emily! My grandmother's name was Emily!" The Rebecca of this world smiled. "Of course. Mine too. Did she tell you stories of pixie armies battling the dragonflies to protect the land of the little folk from invasion?" Becky smiled and nodded, and the older Rebecca continued. "I always loved to sit in her lap and picture in my mind the Prince of the Pixies battling Grendor the evil king of the dragonflies. Grammy passed away a few years ago, and I was happy she got to hold my newborn Emily and see the great-grand-daughter that we named after her. When little Emily is older, I'll tell her the tales of the pixies." Becky smiled at this, then asked, "Are your parents alive? What did they think of Arnie.. er, Arnold?" This question puzzled the Rebecca of this world as she answered. "My parents are retired down in Boca Raton. The four of us fly down and spend time with them several times a year. They love him as much as I do." Becky saw that the question had puzzled the woman, and she explained. "Well, professor, on my world, I'm also in a relationship with my Arnie Belham, but... I'm a costumed crimefighter, as you can plainly see. My mom and dad were supers and they've been retired for awhile. And Arnie's dad was one of my dad's worst enemies."
The older woman laughed at this. "You are in a predicament. Oh, since you're sort of like family, just call me Becky." The heroine replied. "Oh, no, that would be confusing. You call me Becky and I'll call you Rebecca, OK?" The two women shook hands and nodded. Rebecca repeated her inquiry about Becky's quest, and Becky went over what had happened back on her world and what she had encountered on all her stops in her travels this far. Rebecca pulled out a scanner and passed it over Becky's armband unit, then spent several minutes reading the screen on her computer. "A really well designed and efficient piece of equipment you have there! Some of these circuits I've never seen before. This Professor Palmer you spoke of must be even more knowledgeble of inter-dimensional mechanics than I am. And on this world, I'm the expert. But I see a flaw in his programming. He set the scans so that you were transported to any world with an exact DNA match -- another Becky -- or a DNA match that was exactly one-half the same as yours on the maternal side -- a Donna. Now if I adjust the programming slightly, your targets will be limited to only dimensions where both a Becky and a Donna exist, which from what you heard when your mother vanished, is what you need to narrow the search to. Then you won't be stopping at worlds where just a Becky exists -- even a 98% match like the Red Sonja you encountered -- or where your mother lives and you don't, like your last stop. I also see you picked up some radiation when you were there. Not a heavy dose, but what you have in you could make you very sick for awhile. I can give you some medication to counteract that." Becky smiled, "Wow, thanks! You're being so helpful." Rebecca shook her head. "It's the least I could do for someone who is... me. Would you like to stay a while and rest? You could meet Jonathan and Emily." Becky thought a minute, then shook her head. "I'd like that Rebecca, but my mom's out there someplace, and I need to keep after her." Rebecca nodded, and then she took a data transfer cable and plugged it into the unit on Becky's arm. She spent a short time transfering commands to the dimensional traveling device, and while she did so a secretary brought in a tray with bottled water and a small vial of pills. "Take one of those every 24 hours until you use them up. That will keep you going while the radiation leaves your system. The programming is done. I wish you luck and I hope you find your... our mother." Becky came around the desk and gave her other self a big hug. Them she pushed the first button, and vanished. Professor Belham reached for her phone and pushed a button on speed-dial. "Hello, darling? Do you have any work piled up for this weekend? I really feel like going down to visit mom and dad. I'll tell you why over dinner. It's an interesting story. See you then."
Becky's next few stops were more of the mundane type. She would pop in on the trio of Becky and her parents and explain what she was doing. None of the Donnas were the one she was looking for. She still was interested in seeing what was different each world. In one place, the other Becky mentioned her parents were also retired superheroes -- Ms. Patriot and The Shadow Man. At another stop she'd learned they were exactly like her family and the house seemed identical. All the furniture, curtains and curios on the shelves were the same. She couldn't figure out what was different until she glanced out a window and saw palm trees! She asked where they lived, and it turned out this Hooper family resided in a Los Angeles suburb. Just then the doorbell rang and that world's Becky squealed. "Oh, I've gotta run! It's Arnie and we're going surfing. Good luck, other Becky!" and she took off. Becky-Prime glanced at the parents, but they seemed perfectly comfortable with the arrangement. Wow, she thought. This Becky is so lucky. She even gets to surf!
Then she dropped into a dangerous situation. She appeared in a warehouse, and she was hidden in the shadows on one side of the room. On the opposite side she saw Mr. Patriot chained to the wall. He was struggling, but a pair of pulsing green flourescent tubes on either side of his position seemed to have sapped his super-strength. What was worse, in the center of the room were a couple of tables on which two women were tied down. Each of the ladies were naked except for identical black and gray masks over their faces. She recognized the mask as the one her mother wore when she was The Shady Lady. The auburn haired woman must be Donna Hopper. Becky wondered if the other one, a blonde, was this world's Rebecca. Around the tables, a bunch of goons stood with a gray-haired man who looked to be a super-villain of some kind. He was ranting. "The light above you cancels your powers, ladies. You are my prisoners and I will finally have my revenge for all the schemes you have thwarted in the past. Shady Lady, I wanted to get my hands on... and all over (heh, heh!) you for a long time. Your protege will entertain my men while I have my way with you. Muscle Boy..." the villain pointed at Becky's dad, "...will have to watch. Or he can have a copy of the DVD I plan to distribute with the filming of these activities." Becky suddenly recognized the man from her mother's old press clippings - it was the arch-villain, Professor Cargill, who Mom had battled over and over. On her world the creep had disappeared years back, but here he was still causing trouble. Becky-Prime knew she had to help the trio in front of her and looked around. A light unit mounted over the tables was giving off a pulsing red glow that must be what was keeping Shady Lady from escaping. Near where she stood in the shadows, Becky-Prime spotted a toolbox sitting open. She grabbed a large wrench and threw it hard as she could. It smashed into the red lights and they went out. The two female prisoners became misty and flowed out of their bindings. The henchmen attacked, but whenever a man's fist went at one of the women, it passed right through, harmlessly. When the super-heroines threw a punch or did a leg kick, it would land solid and the goons were soon all ko'ed or close to being so. Professor Cargill turned to try to reach the exit, but Glory Girl cut him off and decked him. When she looked back, the ladies were retreiving and putting on their costumes. Both wore black and gray outfits. The blonde went to Mr Patriot's side and threw a switch that eliminated the green lights that had held him powerless. With this, he flexed his muscles and the chains fell to pieces. The three heroes of this world approached Glory Girl and that Donna Hooper extended her hand. "Thanks for the timely help, young lady. I'm the Shady Lady. This is my husband, Mr. Patriot and my daughter, Mist Maid." Becky-Prime told them her costumed identity, then asked them to step to an ajoining room. Out of the sight and hearing of the villains, she doffed her mask (the trio gasped), and told them who she was and why she had come there from her world. They said they wished her well in her quest and asked if there was anything they could do to help. She thanked them, but said it was up to her and once again pushed that first button.
She appeared in the next world and looked around. It seemed to be a college campus of some kind and she glanced around to look for any sign of the Becky or Donna of this world. She didn't see anyone, but quite a few people were looking at her. Was this a world without costumed heroines? Suddenly she heard screeching tires as a green van came around a corner, barreling along much too fast for the busy area it was in. A flying female then landed in the path of the vehicle and braced herself for impact. The blonde girl wore a very skimpy blue bikini and a narrow blue mask, and when the van hit, it crumpled against her hands. The men inside tumbled out and tried to scatter. The heroine was shaking her hands. "Wow, that really stung"! she said and then she dashed back and forth grabbing the felons. But there was one she had missed, and he grabbed a passerby and yelled out. "Blue Angel, I gotta a gun to this girl's head. You let us go or she's dead!" The bikinied babe hesitated. But Glory Girl had been on the edge of the scene behind the crook, and jumped to a spot right behind him and chopped him on the back of his neck. The gun dropped and he crumpled to the ground. By then, police cars that had been trying to pursue the van (but which had slowed down to avoid endangering the people on the streets) had arrived and were taking the men into custody. Blue Angel walked over to Glory Girl and extended her hand. She grimaced a little when she shook hands. "Ouch! I don't know why I did that. Guess I was showing off a little. My name's Blue Angel. Thanks for the help. Are you a new heroine in Silver City? I don't recognize you." Becky smiled and said, "I'm new on this world. My name is Glory Girl. I come from a world in another dimension. Back there we had an accident where my mother was trapped in a freak dimensional transport. I have to travel through the dimensions trying to find out where she went." Blue Angel had a concerned look. "Wow, that sounds serious. I hope you find her. Do you think she's here?" Becky-Prime was about to answer when someone tapped her on the shoulder. It was the young woman the crook had held the gun on. Glory Girl had only seen her back so far, and the woman looked at her and said, "Excuse me, I really want to thank you for that. You saved my life." Becky gasped. "You... you're Becky Hooper!" It was indeed the Becky Hooper of this world that Glory Girl had saved. Becky-Prime pulled off her mask, and the two women of this world both were amazed as they saw the stranger had Becky Hooper's face. "I'm the version of you from my world. Tell me -- did you see your mother lately? Or someone you thought was your mother who acted strangely." The Becky of this world shook her head. "I wish I could help you, but I haven't seen my mom since I went home a few weekends ago. Sorry." Becky-Prime sighed, and put her mask back on. "Well, I guess I will have to go on to the next dimension and keep looking. Nice to meet you, Blue Angel." The young women in the very skimpy blue costume again shook Glory Girl's hand and wished her luck in her quest. Then Becky-Prime's hand went to the transport unit on her forearm and pressed the button to send her on in her hunt.
Her next few stops were more places where the Becky and Donna of those worlds were not heroines and were not able to help. She hurried away, hoping that the next stop would be where he mother was waiting for her. But in this stop she found herself in a wooded area. Although she didn't see anyone, she heard voices not too far off. Men were shouting. "We found her!" "She's over here!" "Grab Her!" "Do not harm her! She's going back and I will determine her fate for escaping." The last words were in a voice the Becky recognized -- her dad's! She wondered who he was chasing, and why. Taking great care to avoid being seen, she worked her way through the brush towards the voices. Finally she could see into a clearing, where a group of young men were all dressed in black jumpsuits. Some of them were struggling to hold a woman who was trying to get free. It was Donna Hooper! Becky scanned the woman and the armband once again signaled it was just the Donna of this world, not hers. Donna was wearing skimpy red shorts and a red halter top. the clothes were torn and tattered and the disheveled woman looked like she'd been in the woods for some time. A figure stepped into the clearing, a man dressed in a red suit trimmed in gold. It was this world's Patrick Hooper. He looked at the captive and spoke. "After so many years you again try to escape, Alpha 371. Each time I punish you, and you still dispute that I am your Master, with the right to do with you however I feel. Now you will be punished once more. Hunters, prepare her for the lash." Some of the men in black pushed the auburn haired woman's face into the side of a tree and pulled her arms out. They tied her arms up and Patrick came up behind her. "I could do it myself, but another has asked. She told us which direction you ran. She is the one who betrayed you. Alpha 608, take my whip." He held out a coiled black leather whip, and it was grabbed by a girl who moved out from behind him. She wore an skimpy outfit like Donna's, but in perfect shape. And on her neck was a leather collar, with a fine chain being held by the Master. Becky -Prime recognized the Becky of this dimension even before she spoke. "Master, I am happy to do this for you. She shamed me and her other daughters by her wicked actions." Alpha 608 took the whip and began lashing her mother's back. This world's Donna screamed in pain and twisted, pulled her body back and forth, but could not avoid the whip as it cut into her. Soon her back was a bloody mess and she pressed against the tree, moaning in pain. The Master extended his hand. "Enough. Hunters, take her back to the harem quarters, and tell the women to clean her up. Tonight she will be chained in my bed and I will take her sex while the pain in her back makes her moan and gyrate under me. That should be fun. Your whipping of her, Alpha 608, has erased her sin from your person. But when we return, all of her other daughters will also be whipped. Any thought of escape will be eliminated." This world's Patrick Hooper suddenly pulled this world's Becky up and against his body. The two of them embraced and kissed passionately, and his hands went down and cupped her ass, squeezing the cheeks. Becky-Prime watched all this incredously, wondering what kind of world she had stumbled into. Were all women here treated as sex slaves? Could that man really treat his own daughter... Suddenly, Alpha 608 dropped to her knees and reached for the Master's crotch. Zipping open his pants, she pulled out his cock and put it in her mouth. Becky -Prime put her head down, unable to watch any more. She was sick from watching what she'd seen and she suddenly threw up on the ground. She was woozy a little from the nausea. "Here! A woman... on the loose!" The voice came from behind Becky-Prime and she looked to see one of the Hunters had discovered her! He grabbed at her ankle, but she kicked out and knocked him backwards. But other men in black surrounded her position and came at her. She spun around, knocking them back as fast as she could. Desperation drove her efforts. A cold fear in her gut told her that she had to get out of here. She realized that if she was captured on this world, she would face a lifetime of being raped by a man who was a copy of her own father. In the stuggle, she finally pulled free long enough to get her finger on the button. Mercifully, she left the world of horrors.
She was still very nervous when she appeared in another dimension, which was not surprising considering the shock she'd just had. As soon as she arrived, she ducked down behind cover. It was a tombstone. She glanced around at the cemetary she had arrived in. Not far off, she saw the mounded earth of a new grave, and standing next to it a couple. She saw it was her father, in a black suit, and her mom, in a long black dress. Both were weeping. Becky aimed the sensor at the Donna Hooper she saw, but once again the light came on red. She saw the woman crouch down and scoop some of the dirt away with her hand, then put a small plant in the hole. Beckey saw it was a tiger lily -- her favorite flower. She realized that the pair were visiting the grave of their Becky. Becky-Prime stayed hunched down behind the tombstone and reached for the button to move on to another world. She couldn't do anything here. To appear before the grieving parents looking like the daughter they had just lost would be too cruel. She pushed her button.
Part Four
The last stop at the cemetary had depressed Becky a lot. It seemed like every stop took a little out of her. Not just the really horrible ones. Even at the mundane stops she saw happy families of three that reminded her what she was in peril of losing. At first she had thought of every world she went to as being one step closer to finding her mom, but now she was looking at every dimensional shift as one more failure. This transit brought her to another of the ordinary happy family worlds. She appeared in their house and told the three surprised people who she was, what had happened to her mother and how she was looking for her. But at this stop something just gave out in Becky-Prime. She slumped into a dinning room chair and told them about all her stops. Even the worst ones. She went on about all her frustrations, fears and how the task in front of her seemed to be endless and overwhelming. Becky-Prime folded her arms on the table, put her head down and started to cry. She'd been a very brave costumed heroine, but right now she was just a scared, tired little girl. The Donna Hooper of this world sat next to her, wrapped her arms around the sobbing girl, and did her best to comfort her. The other Becky came over and held one of her hands. After a little while, Becky-Prime wiped her eyes and pulled herself together. "I... I guess I should be on my way..." Donna put her hand on Becky-Prime. "No, you don't have to go right away. On all these stops you talked about, you've been pushing yourself harder and harder. How long since you stopped to rest or had a decent meal? You're killing yourself if you keep this up. You can take a little time here. A good meal and a good night's sleep will get you back in shape to do what you have to do." Becky-Prime saw that "Mom" was right. She stayed for dinner, and "Mom" made spaghetti and meatballs, since she knew it was Becky's favorite dinner. She spent the evening talking over her life with them and learning about their world. She found out what was different. Here, Patrick Hooper was head accountant at a department store and Donna worked part-time at the pharmacy department at Santa Maria Children's Hospital. Becky was studying to be a dental assistant. Later the two Beckys went up to her bedroom and this world's Becky lent her a nightshirt. They talked some more before they went to sleep. And in the morning, Becky-Prime felt much better and the depression was gone. She found Donna had run her costume through the washer overnight and was very pleased to have a fresh outfit to wear. She thanked all of them and they said they were happy to help her out. It was a refreshed Becky-Prime who went on her way, determined to see the quest to a successful conclusion.
On she went to more, stranger worlds. A ways along there was a world where the Becky wore a black mask and skimpy red outfit lingere and lay on a bed with Wonder Woman. The Amazon Princess had only her tiara and bracelets on and the magic gold lasso was looped around her neck. The other end of the magic item was held by that Becky, who writhed in a passionate embrace with Diana, who was being constantly ordered to greater heights of passion. Becky, horrified at seeing herself treating her childhood hero in such a perverse manner, backed out of the room. In the next room she found that world's Donna Hooper, also dressed in an sexy outfit, whipping the naked back of a bound Scarlet Witch.This was another world where Becky-Prime was greatly relieved to have the armband's sensors confirm that this was not her mother, and then quickly moved on.
She landed on a world where she recognized her house once more. A car pulled up in front of it and beeped the horn. Becky-Prime saw a Donna Hooper was driving, and she used the armband to scan her. Nope, just another dupliacte of her Mom, not the one she was searching for. She heard this Donna yell towards the house, "Come on, will you. If we don't get to Denny's early, we'll have to wait for a table!" Becky smiled at this. It was just like back home. For years they had always gone to Denny's for breakfast on the first Sunday of the month. Rebecca always had the belgian waffles with strawberries - her favorite dish! She once had told her mother she wished she could have it every morning. "You'd never fit in your costume, young lady." was Mom's reply. Becky figured she was right. That's why she always had toast and yogurt every other morning. She really liked toast and yogurt, but not as much as those strawberry smothered belgian waffles. Donna beeped the horn again and finally the door opened. Patrick Hooper came out, followed by this world's Becky. Becky-Prime received another shock as she saw the man wore dark glasses and walked with a white cane. Back when she was a little kid, her father had a nasty battle with a villain who hit him in the face with a spray of powder that left him blind. It had taken some time for him to regain his sight. On this world, she guessed, he never had. She saw him get in the car, and something this world's Becky said made him smile. Becky-Prime was happy that this version of Dad had learned to accept and live with his blindness. She could still recall how her father had been so depressed and miserable when he was going through it. As the Hoopers drove off, Becky's finger once again went to the first button.
Becky appeared on another world. What number was this? She wasn't even sure anymore. Professor Palmer should have put a counter on her unit. But that wouldn't have helped. The number of places she had been to didn't matter. The only one that mattered was the last stop. Where her mother waited, wanting to get home. But that could be a thousand worlds away. Could Becky keep going that long? She looked down at the third button. She could go home. Just for a little while... to rest. No. She couldn't do that. Mom had to be waiting out there. Depending on her. And if she went back and appeared on her home world, the minute she appeared, her father would see her. Alone. And that would break his heart. She had to go on. She looked around and saw no one in this quiet little residential neighborhood. Where were the Becky and Donna of this world? The houses didn't look familiar... except... the little house across the street. She remembered. The house she lived in now was where they'd been since she was five years old. She vaguely recalled the residence they lived in when she was so small. It was a duplicate of the one over there. Good place as any to check first. She crossed the street and rang the doorbell. The door opened and the Becky Hooper of this world looked out at her, surprised. "Ye... yes? Can I help you." Becky-Prime reached up and peeled off her mask. The other woman showed further shock, and after a moment invited Becky-Prime inside. They went to the living-room couch and sat down. Becky-Prime noticed that this world's Rebecca was not as tall or buxom as she was. She was just a plain looking young woman with a weary sadness in her face. Becky-Prime told the tale of her quest, mechanically as it had been repeated so many times to so many Beckys and Donnas. This world's Becky said she was sorry that the heroine had such a loss. Her father had died years ago, and she was taking care of her mother, who was suffering from cancer and being kept at home while her daughter spent time with her. This Becky was no heroine, just a regular person who had a job on weekends down in the theatrical district. When she wasn't home, a couple of neighbors stayed over and helped keep an eye on the sickly woman. This was not what Becky-Prime needed -- more misery in a life that was almost hers. She said she would be going, but first, could she just see Donna Hooper? This world's Becky said, "Of course, but she'll be sleeping. I keep her medicated most of the time, because of the pain." They went to the bedroom, where a Donna Hooper was snug in a big bed. The covers were over her and Becky-Prime could just see her face. It was older than her mother's, and wrinkled. She really wanted to see her mother's face, even on a copy of her mother. But this was close. They left the room and Glory Girl reached to push the button that would send her on the way. But she paused. "Do you mind if I get a glass of water?" she asked. "No, go ahead," the other Becky said. So Becky-Prime went to the kitchen and ran cold water out of the tap. She filled a glass and sipped at it. And looked out the back window. She saw it in the back yard. A yellow panel van that said Ryker Rentals on the side. She stared at it for several minutes, finished the glass of water and walked back into the living room. "It's over Becky. I know." The Becky of this world slumped down and sat on the edge of the couch. She began to cry. "She appeared here and said she left a husband and a daughter behind and didn't know how to get back to them. She said that you would be looking for her, and she asked to stay here while she waited for someone to come and take her home." The other Becky stood up and waved her hands. "You two still had each other. I didn't have anybody! Dad died three years ago. Mom got sick and held on for awhile, but two months ago she died. I was left all alone in this house! I cried myself to sleep every night!" She slowly walked to the bedroom door and looked at Donna Hopper. "I was in the back yard when she first appeared. There was a loud popping sound in the air when it happened. I just heard the same thing and looked out the window to see you standing there. Your Mom likes a glass of juice every so often. I still had some of my mom's old medication. I put a couple of pills into her drink and it knocked her out. I put her in the bed..." Becky-Prime went over to the bed. On the table next to it was a basin of water and a towel. She moistened the towel and wiped her mother's face. The gray pallor and the wrinkles wiped off, and the towel was covered with greasepaint. The other Becky had said she worked in the theatrical district. She must be a makeup artist. Becky went to the unit on her arm and pushed the second button. It lit up green, signalling that her quest was over. Becky-Prime pulled the covers down and pulled the woman to a sitting position. Wrapping her arms around her mother, Becky-Prime pushed the third button and went home.
Author's Note:
WARNING: This story is fictional and is not intended to portray any real persons, living or dead, nor is it at all intended to encourage the type of activity portrayed here. It is strictly a fantasy/parody, intended for the personal enjoyment of those who appreciate female costumed characters in fear for their life or the violation of their body. The story describes and/or hints at graphic sexual situations, including bondage, violence, non-consensual sex, and other elements unacceptable in certain communities. It is NOT intended, nor is it at all suitable, for minors. If you are under the age of 18, or if this type of thing offends you, you shouldn’t be reading it. If you are a person who does find the material described above, then I invite you to enjoy this story.
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Glory Girl
Episode Three: Too Many Beckys
by Alias the Rat
Part One
Rebecca Hooper and her mother walked through the mall enjoying their morning together. They'd first spent an hour at Santa Maria Children's Hospital with their costumes on as Glory Girl and the long retired Shady Lady. The kids had loved seeing the new heroine and asked her for photos or autographs. Some just wanted a hug. And their faces when they saw her... Becky was so happy about that. Her mother had spent time with the doctors, nurses and office people who remembered her from her past as an important superheroine in Granite City. When they finished there, the two ladies changed into ordinary garb and decided to spend the rest of the day at the Branchwood Mall. They looked at new draperies for the living room, the vacuum cleaners at Sears, and the clothes everywhere. When they passed Spencer Gifts, Becky squealed and pointed. "Mom, look! Oh My God!" Her excitement was driven by the lifesize cardboard cutout of Glory Girl standing in the front window. "That is so... so... neato!" Donna Gilbert wrapped her arm around her daughter's shoulders and said, "Yes, it does look fantastic. You just haven't realized yet how famous you are and how you will be seeing yourself everywhere for a while. Did Dad tell you about the billboard for Channel 6 that he saw downtown? It has a huge picture of you to promote the interview they did with you that will be running this week." Becky gasped. "Really? Wow..."
It had been only a few months since Glory Girl's actions had foiled a major terrorist attack on Granite City and the media were still heavily promoting anything they had about the city's new public figure. She had agreed to occasional interviews and appearances, but the same questions over and over were getting boring. And when the questions were unusual, she was afraid she'd get caught off-guard and say something stupid or embarrassing. But the attention was nice.
They moved to Victoria's Secret, where Becky went through the exotic lingerie and wished she could afford so many of the beautiful things. As she held up a white teddy, Becky said, "Oh, I would love to wear this when I'm with...ahhh..." Her mother looked at her and smiled. "So you are seeing someone special. How come he's a big secret?" She couldn't mention her special guy was the son of a villain her father had battled. Mom might understand a little, but Dad would totally freak! "He's special, but I don't think he's ready to meet you and Dad yet. I don't want Dad to scare him off!" She held up some things and told her mother, "Gee Mom, you should get yourself something special while we're here. Those things you wear are nice, but..." Donna shook her head. "The bras and panties I get at JC Penney are just fine and I like their prices. This place charges twice as much just for the name." Becky held up a frilly black lace brassiere, similar to the type her mom wore, but with much fancier lace. "You don't like this? I bet Dad would like it on you. If you won't buy it yourself, I guess Dad will have to get it for you..."
Donna laughed at this. "You know your father would never set foot in here. Remember when we bought you your first brassiere? We took it home and you pulled it out of the box and showed it to him..." Becky smiled at the memory. "Oh yeah. He turned as red as the front of his costume." Donna held the fancy bra up and stared at it. "Your father is not comfortable with women's unmentionables, at least outside of our bedroom." Becky raised her eyebrows at this. "Wow. You go, Mom. Hey, at least you got that really nice necklace for your anniversary." Donna replied. "Yes, that was a wonderful surprise. I never expected your father to..." Donna looked at her daughter's face. "... wait a minute. You have a silly grin on your face, Becky. Did you put him up to that?"
Rebecca confessed. "Yes, he said he was get you a vacuum cleaner for your anniversary, for pete's sake! How romantic would that have been? So I sort of steered him to Koldwell's and mentioned how romantic a gift like that would be." Donna's eyes narrowed. "You sneaky butt-insky! I guess I have to thank you. I thanked your father very much that night! But with Christmas coming, mind your own business, young lady. I need a new vacuum. The old one is working terrible."
The ladies finally left Victoria's Secret, with Becky buying that teddy she'd liked. She turned towards the food court and asked, "You wanna get something to eat here?" Her mother paused, and replied, "Yes, I'm getting hungry, but why don't we go someplace a little nicer. Maggiano's is just across the street and they have such a nice menu." Becky thought this was a great suggestion. "Yeah, let's! You remember I told you about the great place in Gotham City I ate at when I visited Barbara last month. It was so fancy looking and the food was great. But the prices! I was glad when Helena grabbed the check." "Don't worry about the bill, sweety," Donna said. "This time I'm treating." Becky and Donna left the mall and cut through the parking lot towards the restaurant they had decided on.
Nearby, a panel van marked Ryker Rentals was at a loading dock, dropping off some packages. The driver got back in the vehicle with the last big bite of a chicken sandwich in his mouth, and holding a extra large cup of hot coffee he'd grabbed at the food court. He couldn't take the time to get something better as he was running late. His regular truck had blown a fuel pump and getting this rental replacement and switching the load over had wasted much of the morning. He was running really late, and had to get his deliveries done before the late afternoon traffic tied up the streets too much. His hand went to the center console to place the coffee cup in the holder while his other hand touched the shift lever. But in this rental truck, the console was laid out differently. The cup tipped over, and the hot coffee splashed into his lap. He jumped up, snapped the door open and hopped alongside the truck, brushing with his hands as the liquid scalded him. He didn't notice the truck start to creep away, as in his excitement he had bumped the shift into neutral. The dock he had been at was up against the upper level of the mall, and as the van rolled it moved faster and faster as it went down the incline towards the parking area at the lower level. In front of the charging vehicle were two women, unaware that they were in its path.
Suddenly Donna saw the yellow van out of the corner of her eye. She placed her hand on Becky's shoulder, yelled out a warning and pushed. Becky looked over and saw the danger. She lept and went twenty feet through the air with the ability her legs gave her. As she was about to land she had a moment to look back at her mother, who was directly in the uncontrolled van's path. Becky saw her mother suddenly become indistinct and turn into a cloud of mist as the truck reached her. Then Becky's landing caused her to roll over and absorb the shock of hitting the pavement. Quickly she was getting up, unharmed. She suddenly heard her mother's voice, faintly. "Becky... is that you? You look so different..." Becky thought that was an unusual thing to hear, and was about ask Mom what she meant when she heard a scream. The van's driver, who had been running after the vehicle, suddenly stopped and was shouting. "What the... Where did the van go!" Becky stood and looked back. The guy yelling was right! The van was gone. More important, Rebecca saw no sign of her mother. And one other very strange thing -- at the spot where the truck had encountered Donna Gilbert, a big circular piece of the pavement had been scooped out.
The police arrived and people congregated around the space, wondering what had happened. Becky went to the restaurant, back into the mall and looked around, really beginning to worry about what had happened to her mom. In a secluded spot, she changed into her Glory Girl outfit, and talked to the police about the missing woman. Becky knew she would have to call Dad soon and wished there was something she could tell him to explain what had happened. The police were baffled and Becky didn't have a clue what had caused her mother to vanish. Then she realised she could call in some special help...
Weeks before, the Hooper residence had a visitor late one evening. A man in a trenchcoat had come to the door asking to speak to Rebecca. Dad had been curious who was trying to contact his daughter, and when the man entered the house his form shifted and changed until he was a blue-caped green humanoid figure. He introduced himself as J'onn J'onzz, Martian Manhunter. He had come to represent the Justice League of America and to make an offer to Glory Girl. He did not offer membership in the league, as he pointed out that the heroine was pretty new in the spotlight and so far had established herself only as a heroine who worked on her own most of the time. But the governing council of the JLA had discussed the young lady recently and it was decided, thanks to the recommendations of Superman and Wonder Woman, that the league would offer reserve status to Glory Girl on a probationary basis. He explained that this meant that if Glory Girl would agree to be available to help the JLA in a time of crisis, then the contacts and resources of the league would be offered to Rebecca if she was facing problems she could not handle. J'onn offered her a phone number, and said it was a direct line to someone at the JLA and would give her a quick way to contact the league in an emergency. Becky had thanked the martian and promised to do her best to not take the responsibility lightly.
Now she recalled that number she had memorized and pulled out her cell phone. She dialed and after a single ring, she heard an answer. "Yes, Glory Girl? Do you have a problem?" was asked of her by a voice she recognized as J'onn J'onzz. Startled at being so quickly in touch with a person of his importance, she outlined what had happened. He asked her, "Your mother phased out to let the truck pass through her? Odd... wait, I see from your file that she is The Shady Lady. I'm bringing up her old file on my monitor screen. Our records go back to the days when the the group was called the Justice Society. She was not a member, but sometimes worked with the Society and we have some records on her service and abilities. Hmmm. I am sending a person to check out the scene. If further investigation is needed we will help you find out what happened. I am glad you decided to contact us. Out."
In only a few minutes, a figure flew into the sky over the parking lot, circled and landed near Glory Girl. The young girl wore a long-sleeved blue top covered with stars, white and blue shorts, red gloves and boots and a blue mask. In her hands she held a glowing gold staff that was as tall as she was and pulsed with energy. She held her hand out to Rebecca. "Hi, Glory Girl. I'm Stargirl, but you can just call me Stars. J'onn sent me to look over the area and see if we can detect what happened. You said your m... the woman who vanished was only out of your sight for a minute?" Glory Girl nodded. "Yes, she was over there, and then when I landed from jumping out of the way of the van, I rolled over and in the matter of seconds, the van, the woman, and part of the pavement had disappeared. Do you have any idea what might cause such a thing?" The wielder of the cosmic staff turned and walked around the spot where the odd action had occured. The staff glowed and pulsed over the depression in the pavement. Stargirl pulled out a communicator and spoke into it. "J'onn? It's as you suspected. There is a residual trace of some kind of dimensional transport field here. But it doesn't read exactly like any of the ones we have on file. It's somehow different. I think we need the expert down here. OK. Stars out." The girl turned to Rebecca and put a hand on her shoulder. "Good news. There is a trace of a portal having been opened here. That's the kind of thing used to teleport to another dimension, and we have someone on the way who knows more about this phenomenom than anybody. Professor Palmer will be able to track down where your mo... where the woman went." Becky sighed with relief and used a nearby pay phone to call her dad. She was happy she'd waited until she had something positive to report. He said he would be right over.
After a few minutes, a JLA shuttle arrived and Becky was introduced to Professor Ray Palmer, the expert, as well as a stretching hero who was called the Elongated Man and a fellow in cowboy gear named the Vigilante. The latter pair helped Palmer pull out and set up modular scanning units that were used to examine the area where Donna Hooper had vanished. While they were doing this, Mister Patriot (Rebecca's father) flew onto the scene, and Becky went over with him what she had been told. She saw her dad was very disturbed by the disappearance, and Becky tried to assure him that all the resources of the JLA would certainly be able to take care of things. She wished she were as certain as she tried to sound.
But the work went into hours. Part of the parking area was cleared and a tent went up to hold more and more equipment that was brought in. The Professor and the other experts who had come to join him gave no indication that they were finding what they wanted to find. Becky and her father sensed things were not going well and their fears grew about the fate of Donna Hooper.
Finally Professor Palmer called them over and they all sat down at a table to go over what he had. He told them that the residual energy signature was dimensional-warp related, but different enough that the scientists could not get a lock on where the warp had transported the woman and the truck. "I have gone over the old records about The Shady Lady's powers. You said, Glory Girl, that you saw her use her transformation to mist to allow the truck to pass through her after she pushed you out of its path. According to the old records that were written up when she worked with the Justice Society many years ago, her power was based on an ability to become semi-solid and to also cause anything passing through her, or that she was trying to go through, to also become semi-solid. She changed her own body and the truck, in this case. But the truck was transporting a small quantity of a rare radioactive isotope to Broad Canyon Research Center for testing. They are working on more efficient uses of radiation to treat cancer. When the truck passed through her she tried to phase through the isotope, and that caused a unstable freak dimensional breakdown. A bubble popped and she was in it, with the van and a section of the pavement. Everything in the bubble went... somewhere else." Patrick Hooper broke in, no longer able to stay quiet. "Can you tell us where she went? Can we get her back? Please say you can..." Ray Palmer looked grim. "Wherever she is, we can send you. But we don't know where she went. People and machines that create dimensional rifts use orderly energy patterns that our equipment can read and decipher. If a rift of that type appears anywhere, we can easily pin down both ends of the transport. But this was a wild, disordered pattern. There are millions of dimensions out there. And we don't know which one she ended up at."
Becky turned and embraced her father as they both realised the enormity of this information. They might never see Donna again! Becky sobbed. "Oh, Dad! I heard her call to me after she vanished. I never thought that she..." Palmer interupted her at this. "What? There was a connection for a period after she transported? The portal, though invisible must have been there for a few minutes. What did she say?" Becky repeated the faint words she had heard after the incident. Palmer smiled. "This might be the clue we need. She said she saw a Becky -- not exactly like you but close enough that she recognized the girl as such. I told you there were millions of dimensions. But most of them would not have a Becky Hooper. So if we have a control unit that could take someone to any dimension with an inhabitant who has the exact or nearly exact DNA coding of Becky Cooper - the make-up of a person who had to be the daughter of that dimension's Patrick Hooper and Donna Gilbert, it would highly reduce the number of places you would have to look. Instead of calling every number in the phone book, you only have to call the numbers with a Rebecca or Becky in the name. See how that narrows the search?"
Patrick Hooper, hope on his face, said, "That's great. I'll go anywhere to find..." Palmer stopped him. "No, it will have to be Rebecca that goes. She can wear a transport bracelet with a sensor to detect the pattern she is looking for, but the unit will be comparing her DNA pattern to the ones she scans to find any dimension where Donna Hooper might be. Becky, are you willing to go? Even narrowed down, you may have to go to a lot of places before you find your mother." Becky looked him in the eye and said, "I'll go anywhere for Mom."
They equipped her with a sleek metal armband that covered half of her right forearm. It had three buttons on it that were covered with plastic shields to avoid accidental triggering. Professor Palmer showed her that each plastic cover could flip up to allow the button to be pushed. "Alright. The first button will automatically warp you to the nearest world that you have not already visited that has a person with a DNA pattern that exactly or almost exactly matches yours or your mom's. On these worlds you will probably meet women who look exactly like you and/or your mother. The second button will activate scans to let you know if it is your mother or an exact duplicate who is the Donna Hooper of that dimension. The scan will take a few seconds if you are within sight of your target. If the button lights up yellow, the person does not have your mother's DNA pattern. If it glows red, she has the same DNA but her vibrational resonance is that of the other dimension and she is just that place's version of your mother. If the light turns green, you found her. The third button is set to return you home. If you hold a person tight, she will transport with you. Are you ready?" Becky took a deep breath, looked over at her dad, and nodded. She pushed the first button...
Part Two
The original Rebecca (Becky-Prime) looked out at a large open area. She had transported to a courtyard that was paved in flagstones and a low stone wall enclosed it. The air was chilly, and a wind blew from the mountains she saw in the distance. Looking around, she saw a figure about thirty feet to her right. It was a tall, redhaired woman, clad in a chain mail bikini, who was facing away from Becky and swinging a large sword back and forth in some kind of practice ritual. Becky watched, without moving or making a sound. But after a minute, the swordswoman stopped her ritual and turned to face Rebecca. Becky gasped. The woman's face was the same as hers. If not for the hair color she would have been Becky's twin. The swordswoman aproached, warily. "Who are you, visitor in strange garb? Do you come to attack me?" Becky spoke. "No, I am merely traveling here from another world. My mother was accidentally sent into another world and I seek her out. I have no quarrel with you and do not want to fight you." The swordswoman lowered her weapon and sheathed it. "I am Sonya of Hyrkania, known in these lands as Red Sonja. You describe a nobel quest. I would do such a thing to get back my mother, but she died in my arms when our village was attacked by rampaging hordes of mercenaries many years ago. Since that black day I have served the goddess Scathach, using the skill she gave me to avenge and protect the helpless. I wish you luck on your journey and hope you success. I will offer a prayer to Scathach that she will aid you." The swordswoman bent her head and dropped to a knee, murmuring her words to her goddess. Becky dropped to a knee alongside her and waited for the redhead to finish. "Thank you for your prayers. I hope they will guide me to the person I seek." Becky pushed the first button and the strange world of swords and sorcery was left behind.
That first stop had been very exotic, but it was followed by one that surprised Rebecca by its familiarity. She appeared in a kitchen she knew so well, facing herself and her parents just as she knew them. This other Becky sat at the table with toast and yogurt, and the Donna Hooper was handing a plate of sausage and eggs to the Patrick Hooper of this world when Glory Girl appeared in front of them. They were startled and Becky-Prime said she was not there to harm them, only stopping in a journey to find her mother who had been accidentally sent to a world different from the one she came from. They were still confused until she realised on this world the Hoopers were ordinary folks who had never been costumed heros. She eased their fears when she took off her mask and the other Becky saw she was her duplicate. The sensors on her armband told the original Becky that this Donna was not her mother, but the mother of the Becky of this world. So she prepared to move on. They wished her well, and she knew they would. It was the same thing that she and her parents would have done in a similar situation. She moved on to another world, and another. These stops seemed to run together. Most stops were so much like her world. Professor Palmer had said there would be something different about each world she visited, but sometimes it was hard to detect the differences, they were so minor. On many worlds the Becky there also fought crime as Glory Girl, but on one she could fly and another she had her father's strength. One place seemed identical to home until she saw Becky there was left handed. On one stop she appeared in her parent's bedroom. Donna was tied to the bedposts wearing only a frilly black lace brassiere. Patrick Hopper was kneeling at the bed, his face in her crotch eating his wife's pussy. Donna was whipping her head back and forth and moaning, in the heights of sexual pleasure. Becky was too embarrased and dumbstruck to move or say anything when this world's Donna Hooper happened to look over and cried out "Becky! What are you doing in here!" The original Becky could think of no way to explain this situation without dying of embarrasment, so she checked the sensor, was extremely relieved to see that woman in the heights of sexual passion was not her mother, and pushed the first button to leave. The last thing she noted was the erotic black lace bra. It was the one from Victoria's Secret she'd tried to get Mom to buy.
At her new stop, she was standing in a cemetary. Looking around, she saw a woman in a wheelchair, and walked over to her. The woman's head was down, staring at a nearby headstone. Becky-Prime noticed the side of the brown-haired woman's face was scarred from a very old injury, then recognized her. "Are you... Donna Hooper?" she asked. The woman brought her face up to look at Becky, surprised that someone else was there. "What?? No... I'm Donna Gilbert. I would have been Donna Hooper, but my fiance, Partick Hooper died... " Donna's eyes went back to the grave, and Becky looked down. It was the stone for Patrick Hooper, and it listed his death as weeks before the day Becky's folks had married back on her world. Becky asked, "What happened to him?" The crippled woman looked up again. "Why do you ask? It's ancient history. People don't even remember us." She paused and sighed, then decided to tell her story. "We were planning our wedding when an old enemy of mine, Professor Cargill, escaped from prison. We went after him and found him in his laboratory. Patrick was the super-hero called Mr. Patriot. Big... strong... handsome... a wonderful man. I was also a costumed crime-fighter called The Shady Lady. Cargill had armed himself with a powerful ray weapon. Patrick was hit, and went down. Cargill pointed it at me and fired. I phased out and the beam went right through me. It hit a load bearing wall and the building started to come down. Cargill switched to a different weapon, one that suddenly neutralized my powers. We struggled, and we rolled into a bench where containers of chemicals were sitting. they broke, and we both were covered in chemicals that burned us. Then the building collapsed. When rescuers arrived, they dug us out. But Patrick was dead, Cargill was dead, and my face and much of my body was badly burned. Part of the roof hit my back and snapped my spine. I was in the hospital for a long time. I never even got to see them bury Patrick. So I spend a lot of time here with him." Becky saw that tears were flowing down the face of Donna Gilbert. "When they got me out... I'd been pregnant. But I lost the child... a little girl." Becky put her arm over the woman's shoulders, and stayed there for a little while, trying to console the woman who was almost her mother. But then she had to move on.
She stopped at another series of worlds with duplicates of home with the most minor differences. She was losing count. Then there was the world where Becky wasn't a super-heroine, she was a dancer. On a pole. In a g-string. The original Becky was amazed at how... agile that Becky was! Then she came to a world she thought of as number 56, even though she had lost count and wasn't sure if it was the 56th stop she'd made.
It was a horrible world. She stood in the street of a destroyed city. Buildings had been knocked down and the debris had burned. Rubble and ash were everywhere. Becky looked around and suddenly recalled a photo in the history books -- Hiroshima! She was in a city that had been destroyed by a nuclear blast! But why would she have been transported to Hiroshima? She had not seen anyone in the area as she had glanced around, but suddenly she did see a woman, bent over and slowly shuffling along, come into view. She looked weak and sick, and she wore only tattered remnants of clothes. The parts of her body that were visible were covered with burns and sores. The poor woman happened to look up and saw Glory Girl. "Becky! Oh, Becky! I knew I would find you if I kept looking." Becky realized with horror that this wretched person was Donna Hooper! She ran over and the woman was tottering on her feet and collapsed into Becky's arms. She kept murmuring over and over, "I knew I'd find you..." The woman's breathing was labored, and she saw with horror that she was very weak. Why was she alone here in such a state? "M... Mom, where's Dad?" she asked. Donna's reply was faint, and came out in gasps. "He was downtown. No... nobody survived downtown. I was home. The house was demolished but I wasn't hurt... too bad. They wanted all the survivors to evacuate, but I wouldn't leave without finding you. So I hid and stayed behind. I've been here, looking for you since..." Becky suddenly figured it out. She looked to the horizon and recognized the hills to the south. This was Granite City! On a world where Glory Girl hadn't stopped the bomb. This world's version of her mother refused to leave, staying in the deadly radioactive area to search for a daughter who was probably vaporized in the blast. Becky felt the woman in her arms grow weaker, and knew she was dying. Donna Hopper had stayed here, calling on all her energy and willpower to keep going while she looked for the daughter she loved. Having found someone she believed was her Rebecca, she was giving up. It took a short time, and the woman who was another Becky Hooper's mother died in Becky's arms. She scanned the corpse and saw it was not her mother. But that didn't stop the tears from running down her face. She looked over the city once more and pressed the first button.
Part Three
She was in a large study of someone's house. Behind a desk, a blond woman in glasses who appeared in her late twenties was working at a computer. She looked over at Glory Girl and stopped. Then a few keystrokes on her unit resulted in a beam of light focusing on Becky momentarily. The woman at the desk spoke. "So, my scans indicate you are from another dimension. What brings you to visit me?" Becky reached up and pulled her mask off. "Well, I'm Becky Hooper. My mother had an accident and was transported to another dimension. I'm searching for her. Are you also Rebecca Hooper?" The other woman answered with a smile. "I was. Now I am Professor Rebecca Belham. That sounds like an impossible task. How would you find a person lost in the myriad of dimensions?" Becky spoke back, surprised. "Belham? You married Arnie?" Now it was the professor's turn to show a little surprise on her face. "I married Arnold Belham, a computer programming genius who worked with me on several projects. We have two children, Jonathan and Emily..." Becky broke in, "Emily! My grandmother's name was Emily!" The Rebecca of this world smiled. "Of course. Mine too. Did she tell you stories of pixie armies battling the dragonflies to protect the land of the little folk from invasion?" Becky smiled and nodded, and the older Rebecca continued. "I always loved to sit in her lap and picture in my mind the Prince of the Pixies battling Grendor the evil king of the dragonflies. Grammy passed away a few years ago, and I was happy she got to hold my newborn Emily and see the great-grand-daughter that we named after her. When little Emily is older, I'll tell her the tales of the pixies." Becky smiled at this, then asked, "Are your parents alive? What did they think of Arnie.. er, Arnold?" This question puzzled the Rebecca of this world as she answered. "My parents are retired down in Boca Raton. The four of us fly down and spend time with them several times a year. They love him as much as I do." Becky saw that the question had puzzled the woman, and she explained. "Well, professor, on my world, I'm also in a relationship with my Arnie Belham, but... I'm a costumed crimefighter, as you can plainly see. My mom and dad were supers and they've been retired for awhile. And Arnie's dad was one of my dad's worst enemies."
The older woman laughed at this. "You are in a predicament. Oh, since you're sort of like family, just call me Becky." The heroine replied. "Oh, no, that would be confusing. You call me Becky and I'll call you Rebecca, OK?" The two women shook hands and nodded. Rebecca repeated her inquiry about Becky's quest, and Becky went over what had happened back on her world and what she had encountered on all her stops in her travels this far. Rebecca pulled out a scanner and passed it over Becky's armband unit, then spent several minutes reading the screen on her computer. "A really well designed and efficient piece of equipment you have there! Some of these circuits I've never seen before. This Professor Palmer you spoke of must be even more knowledgeble of inter-dimensional mechanics than I am. And on this world, I'm the expert. But I see a flaw in his programming. He set the scans so that you were transported to any world with an exact DNA match -- another Becky -- or a DNA match that was exactly one-half the same as yours on the maternal side -- a Donna. Now if I adjust the programming slightly, your targets will be limited to only dimensions where both a Becky and a Donna exist, which from what you heard when your mother vanished, is what you need to narrow the search to. Then you won't be stopping at worlds where just a Becky exists -- even a 98% match like the Red Sonja you encountered -- or where your mother lives and you don't, like your last stop. I also see you picked up some radiation when you were there. Not a heavy dose, but what you have in you could make you very sick for awhile. I can give you some medication to counteract that." Becky smiled, "Wow, thanks! You're being so helpful." Rebecca shook her head. "It's the least I could do for someone who is... me. Would you like to stay a while and rest? You could meet Jonathan and Emily." Becky thought a minute, then shook her head. "I'd like that Rebecca, but my mom's out there someplace, and I need to keep after her." Rebecca nodded, and then she took a data transfer cable and plugged it into the unit on Becky's arm. She spent a short time transfering commands to the dimensional traveling device, and while she did so a secretary brought in a tray with bottled water and a small vial of pills. "Take one of those every 24 hours until you use them up. That will keep you going while the radiation leaves your system. The programming is done. I wish you luck and I hope you find your... our mother." Becky came around the desk and gave her other self a big hug. Them she pushed the first button, and vanished. Professor Belham reached for her phone and pushed a button on speed-dial. "Hello, darling? Do you have any work piled up for this weekend? I really feel like going down to visit mom and dad. I'll tell you why over dinner. It's an interesting story. See you then."
Becky's next few stops were more of the mundane type. She would pop in on the trio of Becky and her parents and explain what she was doing. None of the Donnas were the one she was looking for. She still was interested in seeing what was different each world. In one place, the other Becky mentioned her parents were also retired superheroes -- Ms. Patriot and The Shadow Man. At another stop she'd learned they were exactly like her family and the house seemed identical. All the furniture, curtains and curios on the shelves were the same. She couldn't figure out what was different until she glanced out a window and saw palm trees! She asked where they lived, and it turned out this Hooper family resided in a Los Angeles suburb. Just then the doorbell rang and that world's Becky squealed. "Oh, I've gotta run! It's Arnie and we're going surfing. Good luck, other Becky!" and she took off. Becky-Prime glanced at the parents, but they seemed perfectly comfortable with the arrangement. Wow, she thought. This Becky is so lucky. She even gets to surf!
Then she dropped into a dangerous situation. She appeared in a warehouse, and she was hidden in the shadows on one side of the room. On the opposite side she saw Mr. Patriot chained to the wall. He was struggling, but a pair of pulsing green flourescent tubes on either side of his position seemed to have sapped his super-strength. What was worse, in the center of the room were a couple of tables on which two women were tied down. Each of the ladies were naked except for identical black and gray masks over their faces. She recognized the mask as the one her mother wore when she was The Shady Lady. The auburn haired woman must be Donna Hopper. Becky wondered if the other one, a blonde, was this world's Rebecca. Around the tables, a bunch of goons stood with a gray-haired man who looked to be a super-villain of some kind. He was ranting. "The light above you cancels your powers, ladies. You are my prisoners and I will finally have my revenge for all the schemes you have thwarted in the past. Shady Lady, I wanted to get my hands on... and all over (heh, heh!) you for a long time. Your protege will entertain my men while I have my way with you. Muscle Boy..." the villain pointed at Becky's dad, "...will have to watch. Or he can have a copy of the DVD I plan to distribute with the filming of these activities." Becky suddenly recognized the man from her mother's old press clippings - it was the arch-villain, Professor Cargill, who Mom had battled over and over. On her world the creep had disappeared years back, but here he was still causing trouble. Becky-Prime knew she had to help the trio in front of her and looked around. A light unit mounted over the tables was giving off a pulsing red glow that must be what was keeping Shady Lady from escaping. Near where she stood in the shadows, Becky-Prime spotted a toolbox sitting open. She grabbed a large wrench and threw it hard as she could. It smashed into the red lights and they went out. The two female prisoners became misty and flowed out of their bindings. The henchmen attacked, but whenever a man's fist went at one of the women, it passed right through, harmlessly. When the super-heroines threw a punch or did a leg kick, it would land solid and the goons were soon all ko'ed or close to being so. Professor Cargill turned to try to reach the exit, but Glory Girl cut him off and decked him. When she looked back, the ladies were retreiving and putting on their costumes. Both wore black and gray outfits. The blonde went to Mr Patriot's side and threw a switch that eliminated the green lights that had held him powerless. With this, he flexed his muscles and the chains fell to pieces. The three heroes of this world approached Glory Girl and that Donna Hooper extended her hand. "Thanks for the timely help, young lady. I'm the Shady Lady. This is my husband, Mr. Patriot and my daughter, Mist Maid." Becky-Prime told them her costumed identity, then asked them to step to an ajoining room. Out of the sight and hearing of the villains, she doffed her mask (the trio gasped), and told them who she was and why she had come there from her world. They said they wished her well in her quest and asked if there was anything they could do to help. She thanked them, but said it was up to her and once again pushed that first button.
She appeared in the next world and looked around. It seemed to be a college campus of some kind and she glanced around to look for any sign of the Becky or Donna of this world. She didn't see anyone, but quite a few people were looking at her. Was this a world without costumed heroines? Suddenly she heard screeching tires as a green van came around a corner, barreling along much too fast for the busy area it was in. A flying female then landed in the path of the vehicle and braced herself for impact. The blonde girl wore a very skimpy blue bikini and a narrow blue mask, and when the van hit, it crumpled against her hands. The men inside tumbled out and tried to scatter. The heroine was shaking her hands. "Wow, that really stung"! she said and then she dashed back and forth grabbing the felons. But there was one she had missed, and he grabbed a passerby and yelled out. "Blue Angel, I gotta a gun to this girl's head. You let us go or she's dead!" The bikinied babe hesitated. But Glory Girl had been on the edge of the scene behind the crook, and jumped to a spot right behind him and chopped him on the back of his neck. The gun dropped and he crumpled to the ground. By then, police cars that had been trying to pursue the van (but which had slowed down to avoid endangering the people on the streets) had arrived and were taking the men into custody. Blue Angel walked over to Glory Girl and extended her hand. She grimaced a little when she shook hands. "Ouch! I don't know why I did that. Guess I was showing off a little. My name's Blue Angel. Thanks for the help. Are you a new heroine in Silver City? I don't recognize you." Becky smiled and said, "I'm new on this world. My name is Glory Girl. I come from a world in another dimension. Back there we had an accident where my mother was trapped in a freak dimensional transport. I have to travel through the dimensions trying to find out where she went." Blue Angel had a concerned look. "Wow, that sounds serious. I hope you find her. Do you think she's here?" Becky-Prime was about to answer when someone tapped her on the shoulder. It was the young woman the crook had held the gun on. Glory Girl had only seen her back so far, and the woman looked at her and said, "Excuse me, I really want to thank you for that. You saved my life." Becky gasped. "You... you're Becky Hooper!" It was indeed the Becky Hooper of this world that Glory Girl had saved. Becky-Prime pulled off her mask, and the two women of this world both were amazed as they saw the stranger had Becky Hooper's face. "I'm the version of you from my world. Tell me -- did you see your mother lately? Or someone you thought was your mother who acted strangely." The Becky of this world shook her head. "I wish I could help you, but I haven't seen my mom since I went home a few weekends ago. Sorry." Becky-Prime sighed, and put her mask back on. "Well, I guess I will have to go on to the next dimension and keep looking. Nice to meet you, Blue Angel." The young women in the very skimpy blue costume again shook Glory Girl's hand and wished her luck in her quest. Then Becky-Prime's hand went to the transport unit on her forearm and pressed the button to send her on in her hunt.
Her next few stops were more places where the Becky and Donna of those worlds were not heroines and were not able to help. She hurried away, hoping that the next stop would be where he mother was waiting for her. But in this stop she found herself in a wooded area. Although she didn't see anyone, she heard voices not too far off. Men were shouting. "We found her!" "She's over here!" "Grab Her!" "Do not harm her! She's going back and I will determine her fate for escaping." The last words were in a voice the Becky recognized -- her dad's! She wondered who he was chasing, and why. Taking great care to avoid being seen, she worked her way through the brush towards the voices. Finally she could see into a clearing, where a group of young men were all dressed in black jumpsuits. Some of them were struggling to hold a woman who was trying to get free. It was Donna Hooper! Becky scanned the woman and the armband once again signaled it was just the Donna of this world, not hers. Donna was wearing skimpy red shorts and a red halter top. the clothes were torn and tattered and the disheveled woman looked like she'd been in the woods for some time. A figure stepped into the clearing, a man dressed in a red suit trimmed in gold. It was this world's Patrick Hooper. He looked at the captive and spoke. "After so many years you again try to escape, Alpha 371. Each time I punish you, and you still dispute that I am your Master, with the right to do with you however I feel. Now you will be punished once more. Hunters, prepare her for the lash." Some of the men in black pushed the auburn haired woman's face into the side of a tree and pulled her arms out. They tied her arms up and Patrick came up behind her. "I could do it myself, but another has asked. She told us which direction you ran. She is the one who betrayed you. Alpha 608, take my whip." He held out a coiled black leather whip, and it was grabbed by a girl who moved out from behind him. She wore an skimpy outfit like Donna's, but in perfect shape. And on her neck was a leather collar, with a fine chain being held by the Master. Becky -Prime recognized the Becky of this dimension even before she spoke. "Master, I am happy to do this for you. She shamed me and her other daughters by her wicked actions." Alpha 608 took the whip and began lashing her mother's back. This world's Donna screamed in pain and twisted, pulled her body back and forth, but could not avoid the whip as it cut into her. Soon her back was a bloody mess and she pressed against the tree, moaning in pain. The Master extended his hand. "Enough. Hunters, take her back to the harem quarters, and tell the women to clean her up. Tonight she will be chained in my bed and I will take her sex while the pain in her back makes her moan and gyrate under me. That should be fun. Your whipping of her, Alpha 608, has erased her sin from your person. But when we return, all of her other daughters will also be whipped. Any thought of escape will be eliminated." This world's Patrick Hooper suddenly pulled this world's Becky up and against his body. The two of them embraced and kissed passionately, and his hands went down and cupped her ass, squeezing the cheeks. Becky-Prime watched all this incredously, wondering what kind of world she had stumbled into. Were all women here treated as sex slaves? Could that man really treat his own daughter... Suddenly, Alpha 608 dropped to her knees and reached for the Master's crotch. Zipping open his pants, she pulled out his cock and put it in her mouth. Becky -Prime put her head down, unable to watch any more. She was sick from watching what she'd seen and she suddenly threw up on the ground. She was woozy a little from the nausea. "Here! A woman... on the loose!" The voice came from behind Becky-Prime and she looked to see one of the Hunters had discovered her! He grabbed at her ankle, but she kicked out and knocked him backwards. But other men in black surrounded her position and came at her. She spun around, knocking them back as fast as she could. Desperation drove her efforts. A cold fear in her gut told her that she had to get out of here. She realized that if she was captured on this world, she would face a lifetime of being raped by a man who was a copy of her own father. In the stuggle, she finally pulled free long enough to get her finger on the button. Mercifully, she left the world of horrors.
She was still very nervous when she appeared in another dimension, which was not surprising considering the shock she'd just had. As soon as she arrived, she ducked down behind cover. It was a tombstone. She glanced around at the cemetary she had arrived in. Not far off, she saw the mounded earth of a new grave, and standing next to it a couple. She saw it was her father, in a black suit, and her mom, in a long black dress. Both were weeping. Becky aimed the sensor at the Donna Hooper she saw, but once again the light came on red. She saw the woman crouch down and scoop some of the dirt away with her hand, then put a small plant in the hole. Beckey saw it was a tiger lily -- her favorite flower. She realized that the pair were visiting the grave of their Becky. Becky-Prime stayed hunched down behind the tombstone and reached for the button to move on to another world. She couldn't do anything here. To appear before the grieving parents looking like the daughter they had just lost would be too cruel. She pushed her button.
Part Four
The last stop at the cemetary had depressed Becky a lot. It seemed like every stop took a little out of her. Not just the really horrible ones. Even at the mundane stops she saw happy families of three that reminded her what she was in peril of losing. At first she had thought of every world she went to as being one step closer to finding her mom, but now she was looking at every dimensional shift as one more failure. This transit brought her to another of the ordinary happy family worlds. She appeared in their house and told the three surprised people who she was, what had happened to her mother and how she was looking for her. But at this stop something just gave out in Becky-Prime. She slumped into a dinning room chair and told them about all her stops. Even the worst ones. She went on about all her frustrations, fears and how the task in front of her seemed to be endless and overwhelming. Becky-Prime folded her arms on the table, put her head down and started to cry. She'd been a very brave costumed heroine, but right now she was just a scared, tired little girl. The Donna Hooper of this world sat next to her, wrapped her arms around the sobbing girl, and did her best to comfort her. The other Becky came over and held one of her hands. After a little while, Becky-Prime wiped her eyes and pulled herself together. "I... I guess I should be on my way..." Donna put her hand on Becky-Prime. "No, you don't have to go right away. On all these stops you talked about, you've been pushing yourself harder and harder. How long since you stopped to rest or had a decent meal? You're killing yourself if you keep this up. You can take a little time here. A good meal and a good night's sleep will get you back in shape to do what you have to do." Becky-Prime saw that "Mom" was right. She stayed for dinner, and "Mom" made spaghetti and meatballs, since she knew it was Becky's favorite dinner. She spent the evening talking over her life with them and learning about their world. She found out what was different. Here, Patrick Hooper was head accountant at a department store and Donna worked part-time at the pharmacy department at Santa Maria Children's Hospital. Becky was studying to be a dental assistant. Later the two Beckys went up to her bedroom and this world's Becky lent her a nightshirt. They talked some more before they went to sleep. And in the morning, Becky-Prime felt much better and the depression was gone. She found Donna had run her costume through the washer overnight and was very pleased to have a fresh outfit to wear. She thanked all of them and they said they were happy to help her out. It was a refreshed Becky-Prime who went on her way, determined to see the quest to a successful conclusion.
On she went to more, stranger worlds. A ways along there was a world where the Becky wore a black mask and skimpy red outfit lingere and lay on a bed with Wonder Woman. The Amazon Princess had only her tiara and bracelets on and the magic gold lasso was looped around her neck. The other end of the magic item was held by that Becky, who writhed in a passionate embrace with Diana, who was being constantly ordered to greater heights of passion. Becky, horrified at seeing herself treating her childhood hero in such a perverse manner, backed out of the room. In the next room she found that world's Donna Hooper, also dressed in an sexy outfit, whipping the naked back of a bound Scarlet Witch.This was another world where Becky-Prime was greatly relieved to have the armband's sensors confirm that this was not her mother, and then quickly moved on.
She landed on a world where she recognized her house once more. A car pulled up in front of it and beeped the horn. Becky-Prime saw a Donna Hooper was driving, and she used the armband to scan her. Nope, just another dupliacte of her Mom, not the one she was searching for. She heard this Donna yell towards the house, "Come on, will you. If we don't get to Denny's early, we'll have to wait for a table!" Becky smiled at this. It was just like back home. For years they had always gone to Denny's for breakfast on the first Sunday of the month. Rebecca always had the belgian waffles with strawberries - her favorite dish! She once had told her mother she wished she could have it every morning. "You'd never fit in your costume, young lady." was Mom's reply. Becky figured she was right. That's why she always had toast and yogurt every other morning. She really liked toast and yogurt, but not as much as those strawberry smothered belgian waffles. Donna beeped the horn again and finally the door opened. Patrick Hooper came out, followed by this world's Becky. Becky-Prime received another shock as she saw the man wore dark glasses and walked with a white cane. Back when she was a little kid, her father had a nasty battle with a villain who hit him in the face with a spray of powder that left him blind. It had taken some time for him to regain his sight. On this world, she guessed, he never had. She saw him get in the car, and something this world's Becky said made him smile. Becky-Prime was happy that this version of Dad had learned to accept and live with his blindness. She could still recall how her father had been so depressed and miserable when he was going through it. As the Hoopers drove off, Becky's finger once again went to the first button.
Becky appeared on another world. What number was this? She wasn't even sure anymore. Professor Palmer should have put a counter on her unit. But that wouldn't have helped. The number of places she had been to didn't matter. The only one that mattered was the last stop. Where her mother waited, wanting to get home. But that could be a thousand worlds away. Could Becky keep going that long? She looked down at the third button. She could go home. Just for a little while... to rest. No. She couldn't do that. Mom had to be waiting out there. Depending on her. And if she went back and appeared on her home world, the minute she appeared, her father would see her. Alone. And that would break his heart. She had to go on. She looked around and saw no one in this quiet little residential neighborhood. Where were the Becky and Donna of this world? The houses didn't look familiar... except... the little house across the street. She remembered. The house she lived in now was where they'd been since she was five years old. She vaguely recalled the residence they lived in when she was so small. It was a duplicate of the one over there. Good place as any to check first. She crossed the street and rang the doorbell. The door opened and the Becky Hooper of this world looked out at her, surprised. "Ye... yes? Can I help you." Becky-Prime reached up and peeled off her mask. The other woman showed further shock, and after a moment invited Becky-Prime inside. They went to the living-room couch and sat down. Becky-Prime noticed that this world's Rebecca was not as tall or buxom as she was. She was just a plain looking young woman with a weary sadness in her face. Becky-Prime told the tale of her quest, mechanically as it had been repeated so many times to so many Beckys and Donnas. This world's Becky said she was sorry that the heroine had such a loss. Her father had died years ago, and she was taking care of her mother, who was suffering from cancer and being kept at home while her daughter spent time with her. This Becky was no heroine, just a regular person who had a job on weekends down in the theatrical district. When she wasn't home, a couple of neighbors stayed over and helped keep an eye on the sickly woman. This was not what Becky-Prime needed -- more misery in a life that was almost hers. She said she would be going, but first, could she just see Donna Hooper? This world's Becky said, "Of course, but she'll be sleeping. I keep her medicated most of the time, because of the pain." They went to the bedroom, where a Donna Hooper was snug in a big bed. The covers were over her and Becky-Prime could just see her face. It was older than her mother's, and wrinkled. She really wanted to see her mother's face, even on a copy of her mother. But this was close. They left the room and Glory Girl reached to push the button that would send her on the way. But she paused. "Do you mind if I get a glass of water?" she asked. "No, go ahead," the other Becky said. So Becky-Prime went to the kitchen and ran cold water out of the tap. She filled a glass and sipped at it. And looked out the back window. She saw it in the back yard. A yellow panel van that said Ryker Rentals on the side. She stared at it for several minutes, finished the glass of water and walked back into the living room. "It's over Becky. I know." The Becky of this world slumped down and sat on the edge of the couch. She began to cry. "She appeared here and said she left a husband and a daughter behind and didn't know how to get back to them. She said that you would be looking for her, and she asked to stay here while she waited for someone to come and take her home." The other Becky stood up and waved her hands. "You two still had each other. I didn't have anybody! Dad died three years ago. Mom got sick and held on for awhile, but two months ago she died. I was left all alone in this house! I cried myself to sleep every night!" She slowly walked to the bedroom door and looked at Donna Hopper. "I was in the back yard when she first appeared. There was a loud popping sound in the air when it happened. I just heard the same thing and looked out the window to see you standing there. Your Mom likes a glass of juice every so often. I still had some of my mom's old medication. I put a couple of pills into her drink and it knocked her out. I put her in the bed..." Becky-Prime went over to the bed. On the table next to it was a basin of water and a towel. She moistened the towel and wiped her mother's face. The gray pallor and the wrinkles wiped off, and the towel was covered with greasepaint. The other Becky had said she worked in the theatrical district. She must be a makeup artist. Becky went to the unit on her arm and pushed the second button. It lit up green, signalling that her quest was over. Becky-Prime pulled the covers down and pulled the woman to a sitting position. Wrapping her arms around her mother, Becky-Prime pushed the third button and went home.
Author's Note:
Blue Angel appears in this story with the permission of Angela Blue.
Watch the Library in the Wizard's Lair for further adventures of Glory Girl. Coming soon --
Episode Four - The Childhood Heroine
Becky teams up with the person she has worshipped since she was a little girl - Wonder Woman. In it I do my version of the "Bad guys get the Amazon Princess' golden lasso on Wonder Woman" story. I've figured out a twist on it that people may find enjoyable.
Episode Five - The Sins of Their Fathers
This has a flashback of the battle between Mr. Patriot and the father of Becky's boyfriend, and then tells how the return of an old enemy places the entire Hooper family in deadly peril.
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appears in this story with the permission of Angela Blue.
Watch the Library in the Wizard's Lair for further adventures of Glory Girl. Coming soon --
Episode Four - The Childhood Heroine
Becky teams up with the person she has worshipped since she was a little girl - Wonder Woman. In it I do my version of the "Bad guys get the Amazon Princess' golden lasso on Wonder Woman" story. I've figured out a twist on it that people may find enjoyable.
Episode Five - The Sins of Their Fathers
This has a flashback of the battle between Mr. Patriot and the father of Becky's boyfriend, and then tells how the return of an old enemy places the entire Hooper family in deadly peril.