Night Four: A Warehouse on Blair Road, Washington DC
Diana moaned softly, the sound many make when they awaken in the morning. She rolled over, the silk sheets gently rubbing against her skin. Wait a minute, she thought, I don't have silk sheets!
She woke a little more, realizing she was still in her Wonder Woman costume. She sat bolt upright, confused,
“What am I doing in my costume!”
She looked for her cell to check the time, it wasn't on the nightstand where she normally left it. She rose and went into the kitchen, the clock on the microwave read 9:42.
“It should be light out already, what's going on?”
The message light on her phone was blinking, she pushed the button to check her voicemail.
“First unheard message, December 14, 5:27 PM.”
A look of astonishment came over her face, she had lost an entire day!
“Hi Diana.”
It was Steve's voice, probably calling to ream her out for missing work without calling in.
“Sorry about that awkward moment in my office this morning. I really don't know what came over me, but you're right, it wasn't professional to kiss you like that.”
She pressed four to replay it just to make sure she had heard it correctly. She had, but she certainly didn't remember Steve kissing her. What in Hades was going on? He went on,
“I'll meet you for coffee in the morning, like we discussed. Sorry again.”
She sat down heavily as the second message played, "Second unheard message, December 14, 6:39 PM"
“Di, Babs. Did you and Helena have a good night out on the town? Call me.”
Helena. Damn! Helena was probably still at that warehouse. She tapped the star on her tiara,
“Connect me to Starfire, please.”
“This is Kori, what's up Diana?” So young, why was she calling her anyway, maybe she should...
“Kori, want to help me clean up a small matter tonight?” ...what was she saying?
“Sure, your place or mine?”
“Mine.”
“Twenty minutes!” She could already hear Kori flying through the air as she closed the connection.
Bruce needs to have the noise cancellation worked on a little more, she thought. It may work great for the supers and the hawks, but not so well for Starfire. Wonder why?
Twenty five minutes later they were at the warehouse where she had last seen Helena, the doors had been replaced.
“I'll go in from the front and distract them. You come in through the roof and attack from the rear. These people are dangerous and their leader is tricky. She already has Supergirl and Huntress.”
Without further ado, Diana kicked down their newly repaired door, no cute quip this time, she charged over the fallen door and into the warehouse. All she could see were Kara and Helena, standing still as statues in the middle of the space. She slowed, looking carefully around. What was taking Kori so long? She walked towards the heroines, somehow drawn to them, to a particular spot. When she got there she came to a standstill. There was something familiar about... she suddenly remembered everything, just before her mind went blank.
Night Four, Part Two: A Warehouse on Blair Road, Washington DC
Starfire arced up over the roof and down towards the skylight. Calculating the distance so that she could fly straight through the shattering skylight, she fired off a pair of starbolts, two for the maximum impact on whoever would be in the warehouse. Two so the distraction would give Diana the same edge that kicking in the door was giving her, only it didn't work out that way. Her starbolts had no effect on the skylight at all.
She veered away, “It's a trap!” Her comm only returned static. It would be inaccurate to state that her starbolts did nothing, as they were absorbed by whatever was protecting the skylight and hurled back at her. She fell towards the skylight, her vision blurring.
Starfire hit pavement face down, something sharp impacting with her spine. A foot stepped on the back of each shoulder as her arms were pulled in an apparent effort to dislocate them. Her vision cleared and she flexed her arms forwards. Not as strong as Wonder Woman, Kori was still strong enough to resist the pressure being put on her arms. Still, if she didn't do something soon, leverage would eventually win out. She wasn't tireless and they were ganging up, at least two pulling on each arm now, not to mention the spiked heel grinding into her spine.
Kori twisted her hands around, grabbing the wrists that were restraining hers and shot a starbolt out of her fingers. The two on the left were touching each other, so that bolt went through both of them. She also got one on the right, taking three of the five out of the fight. Those three worked like dominoes, falling into the other two and knocking them off. Rolling to her back, Starfire flipped to her feet. A quick glance round revealed that about twenty remained, all closing from their previous positions of concealment at a rapid pace.
“I could easily take them out with my starbolts,” she thought, “but these are just the foot soldiers, I'll save the firepower for whoever is behind this!”
Starfire launched herself into battle, revelling in combat in the way of a warrior born. Flying to her right, keeping low, tackling the nearest and carrying her along with ease as she ploughed into two more. She took the time to insure that each blow was a knockout. Landing, she tossed the one she carried into the group behind her, delaying them. Floating about three feet off the ground, Kori dispensed devastating kicks at those around her, each one a knockout blow to the head. This took out six more leaving her about ten left. A quick count revealed the number to be fifteen. Fifteen skilled and now wary opponents, three of whom were still trying to untangle themselves from under the body she had dumped on them.
Starfire had only glanced away from the other six, but it was enough to launch the first concerted attack since she had broken free. Two attempting to tackle her, one below the knees, a second at the waist. A third aimed a perfectly executed roundhouse kick at her head. Even as she admired the skill of the kick she deflected it down into the head of the one tackling her at the waist. Her free fist stabbed past the thigh and into the crotch, causing the kicker to spin, not into a graceful landing where she was ready to continue the battle, but into a painful doubled over position from which she would not soon rise.
The three behind her had succeeded in disentangling themselves one from another and losing the unconscious missile that had struck them down in the first place. They would be on their feet in another second. Starfire dove into a forward handspring, flipping her feet into two separate and well targeted kicks, perfect knockout blows. She thought back to the first time she saw Dick execute this move, then flipped her legs low, spinning into an ankle strike that knocked her next target backwards into the last of this group.
Quickly she turned to face the three advancing behind her, a punch, an elbow strike, and one more punch and they, too, were out of the fight.
The last five surrounded her, floating in and out of range while firing off well timed strikes. Each blow came at her from behind or as she turned to meet another blow and they were beginning to have a cumulative effect, slowing her somewhat. She stopped trying to react, closing her eyes.
The first time she and Dick had sparred he had wiped the mat with her: a princess and warrior trained since birth.
He had smiled affably, "You have the skills, but you're also undisciplined when you fight. Just focus and you'll be almost unbeatable."
She focused now, spinning and intercepting the fist that would have struck her kidney, redirecting it across her body and into a second opponent while delivering a knee to the groin and an elbow strike to the back of the neck.
"And then there were four!"
She closed on the nearest one, firing off a palm strike to her solar plexus, stopping her in her tracks. A rolling hip-lock put her down and out on the ground between her and the last three.
"Sorry, three."
She waded right in, a toe stomp to the left, a backhand blow to the right and a powerfully thrown left to the gut in front of her. The uppercut that followed set the one in the middle on her back and out of the fight. A quick pivot kick sweeping out behind and to her left as her left fist once again struck out, this time to the jaw and with such force it snapped her opponent right around. They hit the rooftop at the same time. She looked around, they were all down and out. All 27 of them. That was when she got struck with force in the small of the back by a booted foot.
One of those she had taken down was apparently not out. Likely the one she had taken down with the ankle strike, her fall probably cushioned by the one she had fallen into. All this went through her mind as she was falling forwards, adjusting her fall into a forward roll and springing lightly to her feet, pivoting and facing her last opponent. A silent opponent. It suddenly occurred to her that not one of these elves had spoken a single word. She was too slow, the last elf had her neck in a flying leg lock even as she turned.
It didn't matter, even if their skill level had been equal, she was simply stronger, which Kori proved by simply staying upright and prising those powerful thighs apart. She succeeded, a smile on her face as she body slammed this final elf to the ground, this time making sure she was, indeed, unconscious.
Night Four, Part Three: A Warehouse on Blair Road, Washington DC
Starfire turned towards the warehouse, the small door in the midst of the larger sliding door was standing open. Cautiously she entered, looking left, right, up, down... listening... keen senses trained to combat from an early age on the alert.
A sexy blonde, clad in red fur with white fur trim stepped into the light, the heels of her calf high black boots clicking on the concrete floor, the sound echoing in the dark empty warehouse.
“What have you done with Wonder Woman!?”
The blonde came to a stop, filling the warehouse with silence. Kori stepped towards her, her own boots making nary a sound, despite the heels. “Your army is down and you have lost, it would be well for you to surrender. I will ask again, what have you done with Wonder Woman?”
“Allow me to introduce myself, Starfire, in this guise, at least, and for awhile longer, I am Ms Santa. Already I have defeated the famous Wonder Woman, along with Supergirl and Huntress. With that in mind, do you really think I should surrender to you?” She made a dismissive gesture, “besides, you're asking the wrong question.”
Starfire, still cautiously approaching her, hands ready to fire, suddenly stopped, a look of confusion on her face. “What do you mean?”
“You asked me what I have done with Wonder Woman. You might equally have asked what I did with Supergirl and Huntress, but still you would not be asking the right question. You might ask what I intend to do with you.” She saw the look on Starfire's face, “Okay, you wouldn't, but you might.”
Kory interrupted, “Get to the point!”
“Very well, my dear Starfire. The question, well, questionS that you should be asking are...” Starfire was now about five feet from the villainess, “where are Wonder Woman, Supergirl, and Huntress?” she smirked as if she were about to reveal a naughty secret, “and... what are they going to do to you!?”
Starfire heard the crossbow bolt and turned, plucking it from the air. “Did you really think to bring down a warrior born so easily?” She hurled the bolt away.
Heading towards Huntress she was hit from behind by Supergirl's flying tackle. “Not really, Huntress was just a distrac...” Supergirl screamed as Kory reached back, grabbed the bottom of each side of her ribcage, and released a pair of starbolts into her. She fell to the ground, stunned.
Ms Santa swiped her hand from the third corner of the room and Wonder Woman attacked, her tiara striking Starfire with great force. The tiara bounced off Kory's armor, doing little damage as Helena dropped from above, wrapping powerful thighs around her fellow heroine's neck and starting to squeeze. “Time to go nighty night, Starfire!”
“Surely you won't use a starbolt on poor Huntress, will you?” Ms Santa added, “What if you did her permanent harm?” Starfire grabbed Huntress ankles even as the leg sleeper was beginning to have effect and simply pulled them off, spinning once and tossing the purple clad heroine at the rapidly advancing Wonder Woman, knocking her down. “So, you're controlling them somehow!” she said as she flew towards the fallen Diana.
“How did you guess?”
“I have trained with these warriors and they have much more skill. Wonder Woman would have caught Huntress and used her momentum to hurl her back at me even as Wonder Woman herself continued her attack.”
She unclipped the lasso from Diana's belt, “Her weapon will force you to release...”
A powerful hand clamped on her wrist, “I believe that is mine!”
The lasso was snatched from her grasp even as she wrenched her wrist from Wonder Woman's grip. “NO! With that I could save you! Release you all from her control!”
Starfire fired a starbolt at Wonder Woman, intent on regaining the lasso, but it was easily deflected.
Starfire, surrounded now by the three heroines, spun in place, looking for a new strategy. Ignoring all three of them she flew towards Ms Santa. A wall of light formed between Kory and her target, linking the three heroines in the shape of an equilateral triangle. She tried to stop, but she was too close. Kory gasped as the force seemed to drain her, slamming her back into the center of the three heroines. The precise center.
“You'll not get at me that easily, my dear Starfire! No, I'm afraid you must defeat your friends first.”
Launching herself skywards, she tried to fly over the barrier, only to discover that it was really an equilateral pyramid of light that formed as she neared its perimeter. Once again she was slammed into the concrete in the precise center of the three heroines. The three of them closing slowly towards her. She launched herself at Helena, hoping to break the form, but Huntress snatched her from the air, hurling her back towards the center as well.
Ms Santa, now standing just outside the shrinking barrier was laughing, not an evil villainous laugh, but a laugh that was both delightful and musical at the same time. “It's all over now, my dear Starfire.” She paused in momentary concentration, then smiled, “You have lost, it would be well for you to surrender!”
Firing bolts rapidly at all three of the heroines, she tried to plow Huntress out of alignment once more only to be snagged in the coil of a lasso. Wonder Woman was pulling her back towards the center once more, now a mere six feet. “I am a warrior born! I will not yield!”
They closed in on her, her arms pinned to her side by the coil of the unbreakable lasso, kept taut by the strength and experience of the Amazons most amazing warrior. “I will NOT YIELD!”
Starfire's body began to glow as Supergirl's hands pressed on her shoulders, forcing her to kneel. Five seconds, that's all she needed, five seconds and she could release all her stored energy at once. Even as she had this thought, skilled hands gently caressed her breasts, moaning as she drank in all the energy that Kory was trying to summon. “Oh yes, Starfire, feed me!” She felt a fire building in her even as the strength left her body. Never had she felt such unnatural desire before. It must be that woman! “I... will... nnot... yyield!”
Starfire felt her lips drawn towards the luscious pair in front of her like a moth is drawn to the flame. She knew she should not kiss them, but they whispered promises of bliss to her. Did a moth know the flame would be its destruction? She felt their lips touch, felt as if her soul were being ripped from her body.
Her vision seemed to tunnel in on the face in front of her until it was all she could see. She heard a helpless whimper and realized it was her. She felt her body stiffen in a climax such as she had never known.
Everything slowly faded to a blackness in which she was alone. An ever encroaching blackness that seemed at once to both swallow and crush her. "Let me go!" Her inner voice yelled over and over. But each time she heard herself yell, it was more distant, more faint than the last until, finally, the darkness became silence.
Night Five, Part One: Diana's Apartment
Darkness: the absence of light.
Darkness was not scary or evil in and of itself. Darkness was null. Emptiness. You might not like emptiness, but you had no need to fear it. I was afraid: not of the darkness, you do not fear the absence of light, but of something... someone? It was hiding in the darkness, taunting me with silence.
You might think me paranoid, but you're not here. You can't know what is there. Stalking me. Watching my every move. Stealing... I fell to my knees, no longer having the strength to stand. Many times I have been in battle. Many times I have known fear. Those who have been in battle and said they were not afraid are either lying or mentally unstable. I try to stay away from those last. Even Bruce knows fear, and he is the bravest man I know. A good friend, a great ally. I wish he were here now instead of pursuing Ra's Al Ghul.
Fear is a healthy thing, it alerts you to danger, it triggers the release of adrenaline. A warrior learns to use fear, to remove the source of the fear by facing and defeating it. Fear itself never held any terror for me... until now. Fear, stealing my strength, my ability to move, to fight. This fear, this paralysing terror...I have never known before. Still I battle on, fighting not the foe, but the fear itself.
Diana's eyes moved rapidly, visible through her closed eyes. Her skin glistened with a cold sweat. Her tiara, gleaming in the brilliance of the sun shining through her bedroom window, firmly on her brow. She lay still, unmoving save for the normal movements of life. The rising and falling of her breast within the red and gold of her armour. Her pulse beating in her neck. So still was she that, if not for these signs, one might think she was dead.
Yet her breathing was rapid and shallow, her pulse throbbed heavy and quick at her throat. She would awaken tired, exhausted, from this battle. A battle being fought in the mind of her slumbering form. A battle being fought...
I run, I keep running, I can't stop running. Running from her. I know it is her. I know her, she is so familiar... and yet... not. A deeper darkness in the dark. A shadow where it is impossible for a shadow to be. A shadow pursuing me tirelessly.
Already I have tried to fight her, a black shape amongst the blackness. My blows had passed through her with no effect, yet her hands had closed around my throat. Silent, taunting, strangling... I couldn't breath!!! I lashed out with everything I could!!! NOTHING WORKED!!!
She giggled, a cute little sexy giggle! Like some bimbo giggle! She was giggling and KILLING ME!!! Abruptly she released me and I had run. Run like a coward, unable to turn and face her.
I heard her call after me, her voice like a harsh half-whisper shouting in my head.
“THAT'S IT, DIANA! RUN!! RUN!! AS FAST AS YOU CAN!!! I'LL JUST CATCH YOU AGAIN!!”
Her words sent ice pounding through my veins. I kept running. I couldn't stop! My heart beat ever faster with the effort and the fear. I ran and ran until I hid something hard. A single light came on: a display case, inside... NO!!! It was Supergirl...Kara!!!
The sun continued to sink towards the horizon, its reflection moving slowly across the tiara of the sleeping Amazon. A figure sits on the side of the bed, feminine fingers stroke her hair, a voice, a very familiar voice softly adds to her torment.
“Remember Steve? I've just spent the last three hours with him. Not here, of course, his place. Remember where you would never go? How you were afraid to give the wrong impression?”
Delicate fingers ran along her jawline,
“Well, you don't have to worry any more. He got the wrong impression, then I straightened him out. You have no idea what a tiger that perfect gentleman is once you finally get him in bed!”
Kara! Helena! Kory! All here, all helpless.
“BECAUSE OF YOU!!!”
The voice taunted me. I looked in the direction of the voice.
"Remember Steve? I've just spent the last three hours with him. Not here, of course, his place. Remember where you would never go? How you were afraid to give the wrong impression?”
He was there, next to her. Her Steve, standing there in the light next to a very familiar silhouette. Delicate fingers run along his jawline, he kisses her.
Time seems to stand still as she cries out! “No Steve! Not with her!”
“Well, you don't have to worry any more. He got the wrong impression, then I straightened him out. You have no idea what a tiger this perfect gentleman is once you finally get him in bed!”
I feel the hot shame of tears on my cheek, taste the salt of them in my mouth. “This can't be happening!” I think as I slowly sink to my knees. The shadow steps towards me, black shiny hair, a black corset and equally black stockings tucked neatly into black heels. Parts of her body begin to take on the color of golden tanned flesh. Blue eyes sparkle in a familiar face...
Diana's eyes snap open as the sun disappears behind the horizon. She has met the enemy and the enemy is her!
A background note: I have postulated something that the folks at DC have not. Supergirl and Power Girl are identical twins sent to Earth in ships very different from the one that Jor-El designed for Kal. In my view of Kryptonian society, the names of twins have an identical spelling but follow different specific pronunciation rules for the first and second sibling. This difference is based on a reality of a human language: Chinese has 12 major dialects and many more minor ones. These dialects are so different from one another that two people may have as much difficulty understanding one another as the Germans and the French, but the written characters are identical enabling the characters to be written and the words to be understood. There are no corresponding pronunciation rules that could provide an accurate rendering of their name in English, but then they are Kryptonians, right? I may write a story explaining all this some day, in the meantime, please enjoy.
Night Five, Part Two: A Warehouse on Blair Road, Washington DC
Kara hovered in the night sky thinking back to Barbara's call.
“Both Helena and Kori have turned up missing since I got that call from Diana. She doesn't remember what is going on, so it's better to watch her and see for yourself. And Karen?”
“Yeah?”
“Linda's missing, too.”
She had felt the anger and pushed it down... if anything had happened to her twin sister...
“One more thing, fill me in before you go in to try and rescue them, okay?”
“Sure thing.”
She had found Diana the first place she looked, her apartment. Oddly, she was sleeping in her costume and, if her respiration and pulse were any guide, none too well, either. There was an abrupt change in both heartbeat and breathing about thirty seconds before an anxious Diana leaped out her window and onto the wing of her plane. Kara had to turn on the speed to keep up as Amazon science took the craft silently to supersonic speeds.
Thirty-eight seconds later Diana dropped to the ground outside a warehouse, running inside. Kara tried following her with her x-ray vision, but found that she lost her the moment she entered the building.
“Damn, must be lead.”
She tried to call Barbara, but something was blocking transmissions. She should go and report, but what if they were gone by the time she got back? She did exactly what Barbara knew she would do, she went right in.
And ran right into the sexy elves. It really wasn't much of a fight. She didn't even break a sweat. 23...22...21... each time she said a number, another elf was out for the count, less than a minute later, all twenty-seven are out cold.
A single pair of hands clapping sounded behind her,
“Bravo, sis, you really know how to take out the helpless!”
Karen spun around, looking at Linda,
“Kara?”
While their first names looked the same in English, they did not sound the same in Kryptonian,
“Where have you been?”
Linda didn't answer, instead she crossed the distance between them at the speed of lightning, both fists impacting in Power Girl's stomach.
Karen Starr, Kara, Power Girl, the woman who was all of these flew backwards, stunned, out of control. Her twin sister Linda Danvers, Kara, Supergirl was still pushing her backwards, her fists now alternating as they continued to pound on her abdomen with a force she had never felt before. She smashed into a heavy steel column. It glowed but did not bend or even dent. More punches to her stomach, but she was no longer shocked into inaction by the shock she felt at being attacked by her twin.
Power Girl grabbed the fist of the next punch in her blue gloved hand and countered to Linda's head with everything she had. Supergirl was knocked backwards about eighteen feet, coming to a stop on two feet and one hand. Even as Linda rose to her feet, Karen noticed that she was in the midst of a glowing pyramid: Diana, Wonder Woman at the nearest corner, then Koru, Starfire and Helena the Huntress at the other two. The red clad blond at the top of the pyramid she didn't recognize. It was only this woman who spoke.
“Welcome, Power Girl. As you can see, I have enough influence among you heroines now to insure that it was you who would appear tonight, that it was you who would be trapped within the pyramid of the three warriors.”
Supergirl slowly walked towards her, speaking in the other woman's voice.
“And that it was you whom your own sister, Supergirl would capture for me!”
Night Five, Part Three: A Warehouse on Blair Road, Washington DC
Three warriors? Power Girl wondered, keeping her eye on her sister, who stopped a short distance away as if waiting for something. She thought about it, Diana and Kori were definitely warriors... as for Helena? She certainly fought like a warrior.
The blond went on,
“I know you two share a weakness for magic but, while I was glutted with power when I captured Supergirl and bent her to my will, I have to utilize my powers more efficiently now.”
She smiled a bewitching smile,
“Not to worry, the outcome will still be the same.”
“I doubt that. I've always been far more skilled than my sister.”
Laughter filled the air, coming from every mouth in the room except her own. Then those same voices spoke,
“Mama was a succubus and Daddy was a doppelgänger, your skills mean nothing to my powers!”
Searing heat shot at her eyes so fast she barely had time to react, blocking with her own heat vision.
“If you thought distracting me would allow her to catch me off guard and blind me, you've made a miscalculation.”
Her heat vision started pressing her sister's back towards her, then it changed colour as they all spoke again,
“It is you who have miscalculated. In the pyramid of warriors you cannot win!”
Linda's heat vision, somehow enhanced with Kori's starbolt energy suddenly surged towards Power Girl's eyes. She closed them, ducking her head to protect her eyes as the energy smashed into her head, driving her backwards into the side of the pyramid for the second time, this time momentarily stunned and sliding to the floor.
Supergirl was on her far too fast for the normal eye to follow, grabbing Karen by her hair and hurling her across the confines of their energy arena, racing her, beating her there by just long enough to connect a super powered punch right between Power Girl's breasts, stunning the heroine's entire body and sending her flying back in the direction she came until she once again crashed into the side of the pyramid shaped energy field. Karen could barely think as she was sliding down once more, her dazed eyes looking up and seeing the scantily clad blond hovering at the top of the pyramid. A burst of heat vision shot forth from her eyes headed towards what she hoped was the key to this whole battle.
“N O ! ! !” The blond screamed.
Supergirl, already flying back towards her, altered her trajectory, intercepting the impact of the blast. The pyramid had flickered for an interval too small for the human eye, but Karen had seen it even as Linda's body glowed strangely before it dropped like a rock to the floor. If at first you don't succeed, try again, right? Even as she shot her heat vision a second time, the energy of the pyramid adjusted, sealing the blond in the outer edge. The energy of her heat vision seeming only to strengthen the pyramid, Power Girl instead marshalled her energy, pulled herself up, and carried the fight to her sister. Render her unconscious and then deal with the pyramid. Simple military tactics – defeat in detail. Linda was just beginning to rise when Karen's fist hit her right across the jaw with everything she had.
Supergirl's head snapped to one side from the force of the blow. It had no other effect and Linda continued to rise to her feet. Power Girl swung again only to find her fist trapped in the powerful grip of her sister. A grip that began to squeeze with more reserve of strength than Linda should have... Diana! Somehow Diana's strength was being added to Linda's! Even as the thought went through her mind, skilled fingers struck nerves in a precise way, numbing the entire right side of her body in the same way that Karen had often watched Helena take down a more powerful opponent. Understanding came way too late. It didn't matter which point she struck, she was fighting them all. All their skills, all their knowledge, all their power. Supergirl executed a spin kick to the back of her knees, dropping her to her knees. She had to hold on, if she failed here, this woman would become even more difficult to stop. Like a snowball rolling down the side of a hill.
Supergirl stepped behind her, grabbing her hair and tilting it back. The blond's voice was coming out of Linda's mouth once more,
“Don't worry, I'm still softening you up.”
Power Girl took the cheap shot, her elbow connecting with her sister's groin, doubling her over.
“Sorry, Linda, but whatever it takes, I have to stop her now!”
Down, but not out by a long shot. Grabbing Linda's ankle, she swung her into the side of the pyramid with all the force she could still muster. While Supergirl hurled across across the arena and into the barrier, Karen struggled to her feet. A blue clad heroine slid down to the floor as Karen took her first step. Her right side, still quite numb, had feeling returning to it slowly. If she could just have a few seconds more.
Power Girl hovered towards her fallen sister with caution. She had to make sure Kara could not recover until this was all over. Lowering herself to the floor, she drew back and exploded with a powerful left hook. Supergirl snapped her eyes open, deflecting the blow with her left hand, causing her to overextend her body, leaving her left side completely unprotected. The fingers of Linda's right hand executed a dim mak strike to her unprotected nerve clusters, paralysing her left side. Less than a second after stiff fingers delivered the devastating blow, an elbow came down between Karen's shoulder blades driving her to the floor. She tried to push herself up with her right hand, but it still wasn't functioning fully. Supergirl, now bending over her prey, smiled and struck the nerves in Karen's right side, paralysing it for a second time.
Power Girl, now completely helpless at the feet of her sister, was lifted to her knees and held there by her hair, clear blue eyes looking down at her without pity.
“Now that you're defeated, dear sister, it's time to break you.”
Linda's free hand caressed her face, then down her neck and over her breasts with a light touch.
“And that is going to be deliciously fun, don't you think?”
Karen looked at her sister with shock,
“Why are you doing this? Fight it! You can – “
Helena was there, whispering in her ear, “She can't resist me any more – “
Kori whispered in her other ear, “ – than you can.”
Kori's hands caressed her breasts, light tingles of energy driving into them. She had to admit it felt good, but it was certainly nothing that threatened to turn her into one of these zombies that surrounded her. If she could have sufficient time, her paralysis would wear off, then she'd strike Helena and Kori, eliminating the power base for that pyramid, then she'd strike that blond.
Supergirl and Huntress knelt on either side of her, fingers lightly teasing other parts of her body while Kori continued to torment her breasts. Finally their fingers came to rest on the nerves that had been the focus of the blows that had so devastatingly paralysed her. Fingers deftly manipulated those nerves, sending a wash of pleasurable sensations across Karen's entire body.
The blonde approached,
“This was much easier with the others, taking control of their conscious mind, overwhelming it with magic that you can't begin to comprehend.”
She ran red gloved fingers over Karen's face,
“But I need to hold onto that power, to marshal it for something special, so we need to take a low powered approach to dealing with you, Kara.”
Power Girl was surprised, she had pronounced her name as a Kryptonian would, distinct and different from her sister's name.
“So, are you ready?”
Her body was pleasantly tingling all over, but it was barely a distraction. The blonde's fingertips moved lightly across her body, her face a mask of concentration.
“I think that you are!”
Fingers reached for and gently squeezed her nipples causing her body to arch in a powerful orgasm.
Karen's eyes focused on the lips in front of her,
“Yes, you are ready. Submit your will to mine.”
Power Girl tried to resist the command, but her eyes remained focused on those lips. “I – “
The image of the lips burned in her brain like fire, driving away her very thoughts as she tried to order them. The orgasm she was experiencing continued to rock her body. Helena, Kori, and Linda continued to stimulate her body, touching her exactly as she wanted to be touched at that very moment. How could they know?
“Because I know.”
The blond answered her thoughts and she felt she must give in, must kiss those lips in surrender.
"Nooo!!” she wailed softly even as she leaned forwards and lips met hers in an explosion of bliss that wiped every thought from her mind and her body finally collapsed into unconsciousness.