Supergirl and Wonder Woman - Apokolips Now
Supergirl and Wonder Woman are prisoners on Apokolips!
A world of brutal oppression and dark gods.
How will they survive? And what will they do to escape?
(Yeah, I know, I know, I have 2 other ongoing projects but sometimes to break things up it's nice to do a quick story.
So that's what I did.
In case you're wondering about continuity (because believe it or not there are people who do care about the continuity of erotic fanfic) this is a mish-mash, taking my favorite bits and pieces from the DCU, it's also not in continuity with any of my prior stories using the characters.)
Marcus Lycus
May 2013
Legal Horrors -Supergirl, Wonder Woman and other characters are copyright and trademark DC Entertainment . This story is a parody and does not in any way challenge their rights.
And since this story is meant for people over the age of 18, please don't read it if you are younger than that.
Any resemblance between characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental of course.
And finally, please e-mail me with any comments, complaints or suggestions. Remember feedback leads to more stories!
Prologue - Funeral for Two Heroines
"Today we are here to… to…"
The Man of Steel could move mountains with his hands, walk through the fires of a volcano and soar into the cold depths of space.
But it was beyond his power to finish the sentence.
"We… they…"
He broke down in sobs.
Behind him Green Lantern put his hand on the powerful hero's shoulder and led him away from the stage where Lois Lane was waiting to comfort him. For a minute the podium stood empty and everyone looked awkwardly at each other until the Flash hesitantly stepped forward and continued.
"Today we are here to say farewell to Supergirl and Wonder Woman."
He looked over the crowds gathered in Centennial Park. Many of them still had bandaged wounds and visible burns from Darkseid's latest attack on Earth. Ruined buildings framed the park and in the distance the Flash could still see smoke rising from the deep craters Darkseid's Parademons had carved in the Earth. The assembled people had all lost loved ones, but they had still come to honor the heroines who had sacrificed everything to save them.
There had been other superhero deaths as well, Blue Beetle, Aquaman, some of the less important Teen Titans and all of the Outsiders (except Batman of course) but no one cared much about them. It was Supergirl and Wonder Woman's sacrifice that captured the world's attention.
Rumors were flying across the internet of course. Stories that their deaths were fake, that Wonder Woman was seen in a Taco Whiz, Supergirl in small town girl's college, but Flash knew there were just wishful thinking. He'd seen the DNA tests, even done some of the forensic work himself. They were gone.
"One the last daughter of Krypton, the other Princess of the Amazons, they gave their lives to seal the Star Gate and end Darkseid's invasion. They will be remembered… for… forever."
The fastest man alive choked back a tear and pulled the drawstring. The curtain behind him dropped to reveal a bronze statue showing the two women fighting back to back. It had been created and cast in record time by a grieving city. Beneath its marble base their bodies were buried after they had been recovered from the wreckage of Darkseid's Star Gate.
And with that the heroes and ordinary people of Earth said farewell to their greatest heroines.
Chapter 1 - Granny's Guests
"I think that has been long enough no? Show Granny our honored guests, yes do."
Her fawning lackeys bowed and opened the dark metal pods that had held their prisoners the last few weeks.
Clouds of cold gas vented out filling Granny's dark chamber with a foul odor. And from the two pods fell two women dressed in brightly colored costumes. One, a blonde, was garbed in a bright blue top, whose gold-trimmed sleeves flowed past her wrists yet whose hem barely reached below her modest breasts and left her lean flat belly completely exposed. Below that she wore a wide yellow belt and a pleated blue skirt, which, like her top, was just fractions of an inch from being indecent. Even when she stood it barely covered her blue panties and now, with her sprawled on the floor it seemed more an open invitation than a garment that protected her modesty. A pair of red boots, also trimmed in gold, covered her long slender calves. On her back was a long red cape, trimmed in gold and decorated with a stylized 'S' in a diamond. This once-proud symbol of her heritage was now soiled and torn and dragged on the floor like a rag. The girl coughed a few times and her legs jerked and twitched after weeks in the pod. Granny raised one armored boot and kicked the girl in the side flipping her over to expose her angelic face and another 'S' symbol this one inscribed across her chest. Drool fell from her full lips and shot ran from her nose. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.
"I recognize your symbol, yes? Funny, you look more like a tarted up school girl than Superman's cousin." Granny chuckled and her lackeys laughed uproariously.
Granny's other 'guest' fared only slightly better, she managed to land on all fours. The brunette's rich dark hair trailed down the floor. Like her companion she was hardly dressed like a champion of justice. She wore a bright red corset trimmed with two golden Ws that barely held her DD breasts in place. A matching golden belt covered her waist and a pair of tight, short blue panties trimmed in silver stars left the contours of her pussy and ass clear to any close observer. Her outfit was completed by a pair of silver bracelets locked onto her wrists like manacles, high heeled boots in red and white and lastly a golden tiara on her brow. Her strong shoulders shook as she coughed and her whole body shuddered as life returned.
"Welcome back to the land of the living Princess. Of course it's hard to believe you're any sort of royalty, when you're dressed like a patriotic dominatrix." Granny chuckled again and her minions followed suit, doubling over and howling with glee.
The brunette coughed and gasped. She blinked several times trying to get her eyes to focus, to make sense of the words she was hearing. But after weeks of captivity in her suspension pod she hardly felt like Wonder Woman. She crawled forward a few inches but stopped when the room began to spin.
"It's good to see you've already learned your role Princess Diana, yes all fours is where you belong, yes? As a generous reward Granny will allow you to lick her boot."
Granny thrust one armored boot below Wonder Woman's face.
The Amazon Princess dizzily looked up. The woman who called herself 'Granny' was stout, squat woman who would barely come up to Wonder Woman's breasts if the Amazon were standing. But from her position crawling on the floor, Granny looked like a giant. The old battleaxe wore some sort of green scale armor and an orange cape. She had a wrinkled old face that shifted from kind to cruel like dancing shadows. She should have been comical, instead there was something in her eyes the frightened even the Amazon Princess.
"Now show your gratitude to Granny. And give my boot a little lick yes?" She raised the heavy armored boot almost to Wonder Woman's lips.
The Amazon coughed a few times, opened her mouth…
And puked across Granny's boot!
The Amazon sat up, wiped from puke from her lips and met Granny's gaze.
"I-cough-I know s-spitting is m-more traditional but I think you g-got th-the point." She stammered in defiance.
"Now look what you did you dirty little girl. But don't worry, one way or another-"
She kicked Wonder Woman in the jaw with her soiled boot knocking the Amazon on her side.
"-you'll get"
She kicked the Amazing Amazon again putting her on her back.
"-Granny's boots clean!"
She stomped several times rendering Diana senseless again. Then she gestured and a lackey knelt over Wonder Woman's body using her long raven locks to polish Granny's boots.
"Much better." Noting that Wonder Woman was stirring again, Granny stomped a few more times and kicked her in the face.
"As I was saying, my name is Granny Goodness and in time I know you both will learn to think of me as your loving Granny. Sometimes Granny is a little harsh, yes she is, but it's all for your own good isn't it my lovelies?"
"Yes Granny! We love you Granny!" A dozen voices barked out without hesitation.
"And you will thank your Granny for her endless kindness."
"Yes Granny! Thank you Granny!"
"Wh-where?" Supergirl mumbled. Her last memory was fighting dozens of Parademons around the Star Gate, some of them grabbed her and then… she had the strange image of a girl who looked just like her coming out of the Star Gate as she was dragged in. Only that girl was sleeping. And then some kind of coffin or tube and everything went black.
And now she was in some kind of stone chamber, dimly lit, with only a giant stained glass window of Granny giving any color. And she felt worse than she had in ages.
Granny knelt next to her and gently lifted her aching head. "Now, now poppet, Granny did not give you permission to speak, no she did not."
"Huh?"
"Oh no, that's twice now, oh this will never do, no it will not." Still holding Supergirl's head with a motherly tenderness Granny reached for something on her belt. She held it next to the Maid of Might's head, it was a yellow tube about the size of a flashlight. Granny pushed a button.
Supergirl's scream would have deafened a lesser creature. Several of Granny's minions fell to their knees in pain. The Last Daughter of Krypton's body jerked like a manikin before Granny lowered her tube and the pain stopped.
"That my lovely was the Neural Whip, yes, yes it was. And that was level one on the Neural Whip, level one of ten, I believe. And it is just one of Granny's toys, yes, Granny has so many toys for her children."
"Gah… gah… gah…" Supergirl stammered.
"Speaking out of turn again? Oh no, that is not right, no it is not, not right at all. Perhaps you wish to try level 2?" She adjusted the Neural Whip and aimed it again.
"R-release her you harridan!" Wonder Woman cried. The Amazon has managed to make it to her feet and tossed her glowing lasso around Granny's portly body. Golden light filled the room, perhaps the most light the chamber had ever seen. Several of Granny's lackeys approached Diana but she tugged the lasso tight. "Tell your minions to stand down, the power of the Golden Lasso compels you to obey!"
"Does it now?" Granny smiled at the Amazon, noting how her knees were shaking, how her breath was still coming in gasps. Clearly the simple act of standing was a heroic effort.
"The Golden Lasso is a gift from the gods, no one can resist its power."
Granny reached behind and drew a short dagger. With a quick motion she cut the lasso in half. Its glow died.
Diana stood there open-mouthed, looking at what was now nothing more than a yellow rope.
"Oh? Did Granny break your toy? What a shame yes? You see precious, we're all gods here, this is a world of gods, and your little toys are just… well toys."
Once again her minions laughed.
"No… Great Hera, no…"
"Hera? Oh yes Hera, one of those gutter deities from your insignificant world. No wonder you were so easily taken, yes, yes you were."
Granny walked up to the stunned heroine and downed her with a simple back-handed slap. Wonder Woman once again tasted the hard stone floor.
"G-get away from her you w-witch!" Supergirl yelled. She squinted and her blue eyes turned red. Granny looked down at her armor where one scale began to glow with heat. She reached into a pouch on her cape and withdrew a small brown cylinder, she held it against the glowing scale until it lit, then she took a puff of her cigar. "Thank you my lovely, very kind of you yes."
"No… no… so weak…" Supergirl's eyes turned blue again, she closed them and sobbed a few times. She might have celebrated the fact she had distracted their hostess, but actually it terrified her.
"So tell me, what do they call you?"
"S-Supergirl!" She cried defiantly.
"S-Supergirl you say? Hardly a fitting name here no it is not. What shall we call you? Normal-Girl? No, even the most average student of Granny's would perform better than you have. Perhaps Below-Average-Girl? A bit of a mouthful yes? Puny-Girl? Yes, I think that suits you well yes it does."
Granny paused, hearing a sound behind her. The indomitable Wonder Woman had made it back to hands and knees. "Oh boys, our other guest seems restless, help her lie down won't you?"
A half dozen minions drew metal clubs and pounced on Wonder Woman delivering blows to her head and back, stomping on her legs and kicking her in the face. Supergirl wondered if even Diana could survive such a beating.
"W-wait! I'll do it!"
"It? What is 'it'? It can mean many things yes it can."
"I-I'll lick your boot, I'll do it, just tell them to stop, please, tell them to stop."
"Good girl, Puny-Girl yes you are. You are learning to make your Granny happy." She gestured to her minions and they stopped their beating. Wonder Woman lay still on the cold floor.
Supergirl reached deep and found the strength to crawl one foot, then two, slowly, painfully making her way to Granny. She lowered her head and licked Granny's boot applying her tongue to its metal surface feeling its unnatural heat and tasting Wonder Woman's foul puke.
Finally…
"I'm finished."
"Are you now, what do you say to your Granny?"
Supergirl's mind raced, trying to remember every bit of nonsense this madwoman had said.
"T-Thank you Granny."
"Oh you are very welcome Puny-Girl, very welcome indeed yes you are. I can see we will get along very, very well."
"Y-Yes Granny."
"Supergirl n-no…." Wonder Woman cried weakly from across the room.
Granny spun on her heel and gestured. "Collar them!"
A minion ran behind Supergirl and lifted her by the hair, she felt another lift something to her neck and it fastened shut with a heavy metallic clang.
Across the room Wonder Woman tried to resist but the minions had no trouble locking a similar collar around her neck.
There was a crackle and both heroines screamed in pain.
"Now then, now that we all understand Granny will explain your new duties."
She crossed the room and stood in front of a dark stone statue, it showed a rough, crude face, as if the carver had been afraid to spend too long looking at his own subject.
"You will live for Darkseid!" Granny bellowed.
"Live for Darkseid!" Her minions cried.
"You will fight for Darkseid!"
"Fight for Darkseid!"
"You will kill for Darkseid!"
"Kill for Darkseid!"
"And you will die for Darkseid!"
"Die for Darkseid!"
With Granny and minions distracted Wonder Woman managed to crawl closer to Supergirl. She looked the blonde in the eye, then pointedly looked at the stained glass window.
Supergirl returned her gaze but blinked uncomprehendingly.
Again Wonder Woman looked at Supergirl, then at the window.
Supergirl blinked and mouthed the word 'huh'.
Wonder Woman sighed, tensed her muscles, and moved!
With the speed of Nike she leapt to her feet, grabbed Supergirl, and ran for the window. The stained glass depicted Granny as a heroic figure surrounded by loving children offering her the severed heads of their foes.
Wonder Woman smashed through it just as Granny shouted "Stop her!"
Wonder Woman and Supergirl emerged out the window into the freedom of open air. Unfortunately it was at least 100 stories above the ground and neither of them was in any shape to fly.
They fell and the surface of Apokolips rushed towards them.
Afterword
And so it begins! Unlike some other stories this one will only be about 5 chapters as our heroines try to find their way home. But what will it take?
Let me know what you think!
Marcus Lycus