After coming tantalizingly close to escape Wonder Woman and Supergirl were captured by Kanto, Darkseid’s personal assassin.
Can they survive a time in his dungeons?
Marcus Lycus
July 2013
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Chapter 7–Broken
Wonder Woman’s arms ached. Her shoulders ached. Her neck ached. Her back burned with welts that took days to heal and always seemed to be replaced with fresh ones before they did. Everything from her waist up was a mass of constant throbbing pain with no relief in sight.
She hung in total darkness. Naked save for her bracelets and boots. Her feet dangled inches from the floor putting the entire weight of her body on her shoulders and arms. And those arms were strung out at 45 degree angle from her body. Strong chains ‘molecularly bonded’ to her Amazon slave bracelets held her up.
She remembered being captured, feeling a moment of shameful relief when her attacker was killed and she was spared death. It would have been an ugly, pointless death in a tunnel below Armaghetto, but at least it would have been death in battle, a fitting end for an Amazon princess.
Instead her attacker had been killed and she’d ended up here.
She and Supergirl had harbored a few brief moments of hope after their rescue. The newcomer quickly dispatched or drove off the Hunger Dogs and then turned to the two heroines. He had his men wash them and dress them in soft white robes. They were taken to a baroque aircraft which carried them over the slums of Armaghetto to a vast palace that towered over the hovels. And best of all, upon arriving their savior had, with a gesture, unlocked and removed the collars they had worn since arriving. Wonder Woman remembered her eyes filling with tears and stammering a heart-felt thanks to her deliverer. At last, it seemed there was hope for them.
But on Apokolips hope exists only to be snuffed out.
Wonder Woman and Supergirl were separated, the Amazing Amazon hauled to this lightless cell and hung like a piece of meat.
Then the torment started.
For a while Diana tried to track the time by counting the beatings, whippings, interrogations and rapes. But soon they all blurred into one long torment broken only by dark periods of fear.
And now they were coming again.
Behind her there was a scrape of metal and dim light shined into the room.
Fear gripped Wonder Woman and she felt like the scars on her back were burning anew. She had resisted and endured as long as could, as long as any Amazon could be expected to. But she couldn’t take it again, she just couldn’t!
She felt breath on her neck. It was still a novel sensation after so long wearing Granny’s collar. Then she felt a length of rope, golden rope she knew, around her neck and winced at the feeling of a body pressing against her scarred back.
“Tell me Diana, what will it be? Pleasure or pain?”
Wonder Woman moaned, she couldn’t take it again. She just couldn’t. The gods of Olympus would understand. If they even cared.
“W-Wonderful Diana make master happy.” She said in the sing-song voice they expected of her. None of them really believed it, they’d seen her defiant streak too many times, but it was good start.
The rope went away and her visitor stepped around into her vision.
He was a tall lean man, with a long moustache and a goatee, dressed like some medieval count by way of a science fiction movie. Instead of a royal seal on his tunic he had Darkseid’s sign, an eclipsed sun. In place of a scepter he had a high-tech rod that crackled with energy. The rings decorating his fingers were alive with micro circuitry. Yet on his head he wore a silk cap with a feather and on his feet elaborately embroidered sandals that curved upwards into points.
But however silly his appearance he was not to be taken lightly, for he was Kanto, Darkseid’s personal assassin and one of the deadliest men on Apokolips.
“Did you miss me?”
“W-Wonderful Diana missed master! Wonderful Diana longs for master’s touch! Please master, please touch Wonderful Diana!” She wiggled her shoulders and made her breasts dance. While Wonder Woman was a poor liar she was a natural mimic, a gifted actress. She managed to make the words sound sincere.
Kanto obliged stroking one perfect breast with his hand. She felt the white silk from his glove and moaned. Her body stiffened and her nipple grew hard. This she didn’t have to fake. Whatever other skills Kanto had, he had the most delicate and skilled touch Wonder Woman had ever felt. He ran a white-gloved hand down between her breasts along her stomach (which growled and trembled in hunger) and down to the soft downy tuft of hair where her legs met. Diana closed her eyes as his fingers danced on her sex, her strong body trembled in longing. “Please…” She moaned, this time with complete sincerity. She spread her legs wider hoping he would accept the invitation. She felt a finger slip in and moaned, her abused body welcoming the pleasure it brought.
Kanto removed his finger with a wet pop and brought it to his lips. He tasted the rare nectar of an Amazon in heat and smiled. “Why Diana, I do believe you actually mean it this time.
“Wonderful Diana wants Master! Wonderful Diana wants to make Master happy!” She chirped sounding more like a pet than a proud Amazon princess. If the Justice League could see her, would they even realize it was the same Champion of All Women they had known? If her mother Queen Hippolita even acknowledge this wretched creature as her daughter? Wonder Woman had had a long to time to think about these questions and finally realized she no longer cared.
She wrapped her strong legs around Kanto’s waist and drew him closer and she leaned in kissing his neck. A little while ago such bold behavior would have earned her a beating, even in chains an Amazon princess’ legs and teeth could be lethal, but this time Kanto accepted her desperate attentions as sincere. He undid his tight trousers and Kanto’s ‘dagger’ emerged, already dripping with venom. He slipped it inside and Wonder Woman cried out in joy. He pumped into her slowly, then gathering speed. He pushed upwards letting gravity do some of the work driving himself deeper and deeper inside. He felt the Amazon’s legs flexing making her rise and fall on his long member. He marveled at how strong and toned her muscles were even after weeks of captivity. Truly the woman was a wonder.
Finally he felt the stirrings of his own lust reach their natural climax and let it go shooting his seed deep into her womb. As his member deflated Wonder Woman’s gyrations became more desperate and frantic as she sought her own climax. But a prisoner’s needs were no concern of Kanto’s. At a touch of his gloved hand on her thigh Wonder Woman released him and settled back to her painful suspension.
“M-Master, did Wonderful Diana please you?”
“Wonderful Diana was… adequate. Though you still have much to learn in the art of pleasing a man.”
“Yes Master, of course Master. Wonderful Diana will learn all she can to please the Master.”
“You may offer thanks now.”
Wonder Woman swallowed. This part always made her squirm. She still could not fake it the way she could fake the rest. But she also knew she could not stand another beating. Not another one! She needed more rest.
“Oh Great Darkseid…” She began, looking at the bust in the far wall. “Thank you for sparing my life another day, thank you for giving me a kind Master, please allow me to live to… to…” She took a deep breath. “…to serve you. My… life… for… Darkseid…”
Kanto eyed her critically but nodded. “So much yet to learn.” He said sadly. Then he touched a ring on his finger and walked away. “Why can’t you be like your friend?” He moaned theatrically as he left.
When he touched the ring the chains suddenly released and Wonder Woman fell in a heap to the floor. They were still attached to her bracelets and the wall, but they were suddenly longer and looser giving her some freedom to move, or even to act. She even had time to spring at Kanto if she wished.
But she didn’t.
Instead she remained on her knees looking up at the mute bust of Darkseid, wondering if the grim lord even knew she was here.
“Hey there Wonderful Diana!” A cheerful voice cried out. Wonder Woman turned her head and smiled.
“Superb Kara! I must have been very pleasing to the Master today.” She said, her joy only half-feigned.
“Either that or you disappointed him and he sent me to help teach you.”
Diana lowered her head. She hadn’t thought of that.
Kara entered the room gracefully, taking care not to drag her new cape in the puddles and mold of the cell. She was dressed in something much like her costume. She wore a tight top, like the original cropped up to the base of her modest breasts but this one black and silver where her original had been blue and gold. Below a long expanse of bare midriff she wore a tiny skirt around her hips, this one also back with silver trim. Her boots too were dark leather trimmed with bright silver metal and sporting 7” metal heels that ended in narrow points. Behind her she trailed a silver cape edged in black and between her breasts there was even an ‘S’ symbol, but this one was sharp and angular, more like a lightning bolt than the graceful ‘S’ familiar to people across the Earth. Her metal heels clicked on the stone floor.
In her hands she carried a dish, she knelt down and placed it before Diana. Wonder Woman could see it was the same paste-like gruel she’d had for almost every meal on Apokolips.
“I bet you’re feeling a bit hungry. It must be days since you ate.”
“Thank you Kara” she reached for it but Supergirl slapped her hand away.
“Wonderful Diana! Don’t thank me!” She gestured towards the bust.
Wonder Woman blinked and sighed. “Great Darkseid, your humble servant-”
“Wonderful Diana, you’re not a servant, you’re a slave.”
Wonder Woman started again “G-Great Darkseid, your humble slave thanks you for this meal and for your k-kind mercy allowing me-“
“Wonderful Diana, you shouldn’t say ‘me’ say ‘your humble slave’, Furies of the Firepits, how can you forget that!”
“S-sorry Kara I just-“
“And it’s Superb Kara, oh Wonderful Diana what am I going to do with you?”
After a few more tries Wonder Woman managed to stammer out a thanks that satisfied her young friend and was allowed to lift the dish and have her gruel. She was happy Supergirl didn’t make her lean down and eat like a dog the way the guards did.
Supergirl smiled at her and watched Wonder Woman lick the bowl clean.
“You’ve got some on your cheek Wonderful Diana, let me get it.” She leaned in and licked the bit of gruel off her friend’s face, then planted her lips on Wonder Woman’s and let the Amazon taste the tiny morsel.
That led to a kiss, then to another. The two heroines embraced, Wonder Woman pushed her battered and naked body against Supergirl’s unmarked skin feeling the odd coolness of her clothes. She slipped her leg between Kara’s and noted that while the Maid of Might had a new costume no one had given her panties. She also noted the girl’s sex was hairless and smooth now, while her own was wild and tangled. Supergirl pulled up her top and rubbed her breasts against Wonder Woman’s, she touched her friend’s pussy, still wet and aroused from Kanto she quickly reached high arousal, when Supergirl suddenly stopped.
“Kara please, S-Superb Kara please don’t stop, I need…”
Supergirl looked at her with disappointment and turned her head towards the bust behind her. Wonder Woman swallowed and nodded.
“G-Great Darkseid, please let your humble slave cum, oh please Great Darkseid” She felt Supergirl’s delicate fingers start to move again. “My life for you Great Darkseid, MY LIFE FOR YOU!”
She finally came and fell weeping into Supergirl’s hands. “See Wonderful Diana, see? This place isn’t bad. We just want you to follow the rules, then no one has to hurt you. You can do that right Wonderful Diana? It’s just like at Merciful Mammon’s place. Just follow the rules OK Wonderful Diana? Then we can be together again!”
Wonder Woman could feel Supergirl’s fingers on her back tracing the path of her scars. Her voice dropped to a whisper, almost too low for even Wonder Woman’s keen ear.
“Diana just do it, you don’t have to mean it, you just have to say it. I don’t mean it! I just blah-blah Great Darkseid and they let me out, they don’t hurt me. Diana you know I’m not as strong as you, you know I can’t do this alone, please Diana, they’ll kill you, and I can’t go on alone.”
Then she raised her voice back to the high sing-song tone she’d used before. “Wonderful Diana goody-good girl! Wonderful Diana love Great Darkseid! No more hurty-hurt, just lovey-love!”
There was a loud click and suddenly the chains jerked yanking Wonder Woman into the air painfully stretching her arms. Wonder Woman gasped in the sudden pain.
“Say it!” Supergirl hissed. “Say it!”
“G-Great Darkseid thank you for letting your humble slave enjoy time with her friend.” She gasped.
“Good! Good! Thought you probably should have said ‘her fellow slave’, friend is kind of a dirty word here.”
Supergirl rose slightly into the air and kissed Wonder Woman on the lips. Wonder Woman’s eyes went wide. “Floating?”
“Sssh! Since they took the collar off my powers are coming back bit by bit. But don’t say anything it’s our secret. Look I have to go now, but please Diana, please try for me.”
With that Supergirl landed and slipped out the door. It sealed behind her leaving Wonder Woman in darkness. Though she imagined in the gloom she could make out the grim face of Darkseid’s bust.
She snarled at it and finally she spat.
Then she shuddered in fear, what if someone saw? What if Darkseid saw? She trembled in her chains.
Kara was right about something, it was easy to mouth the words, to say what they expected, to offer lip service to Darkseid. But that wasn’t what drove her to rage. It was the fact that for a few minutes there, during her time with Kara… she’d actually meant it.
Supergirl’s metal heels clicked on the stone corridors as she caught up with her master Kanto. She wrapped her thin arms around his neck and kissed him.
“Thank you master, kind master, wonderful master, praise Darkseid. Superb Kara talk to the Wonder Worm, Wonder Worm be good now.”
“She’d best be, she’s starting to be more trouble than she’s worth.”
“She good girl, very good girl now, Superb Kara and Wonderful Diana make master very happy joy-joy.”
He suddenly shoved her against the wall and sneered. “Well you can do that now.”
Fear crossed Supergirl’s face for an instant but was quickly hidden behind a mask of servitude and feigned lust. “Superb Kara love master!” She knelt down and undid his trousers removing his dick and touching it until it was as hard as iron. “Superb Kara love master’s hot, hot cock. Superb Kara want master’s hot, hot cock inside her now!”
Kanto wrenched her hair pulling the slim blonde back up to her feet, he pushed against her and she felt his dick force its way inside her, she bit her lip against the pain until she could fake a moan of joy.
Then she screamed. She screamed in utter agony. She screamed with such force an ordinary man would be deafened.
The muscles in her body clenched and Kanto grinned at the sensation.
Kanto grinned and removed from her neck the neural whip built into one of his rings. “Strange how pain and pleasure are so close no?”
Supergirl just moaned miserably.
He thrust into her again, pounding her with his cock until she moaned again, this time in pleasure.
He touched her neck again with the neural whip and let her scream until she was hoarse. He came deep inside her then let her drop to the floor twitching, sobbing and moaning. He prodded her with his boot.
“Tell me what you told her.”
“S-S-Superb Kara tell Wonder Worm-“
He kicked her in the face, knelt down and yanked her hair until she let out a squeal of pain. “Tell me what you really told her.”
“I-I said she has to say the words, I said she has to pretend to obey, I said I’m just pretending I…” Supergirl’s voice once again took on a sing-song tone. “Superb Kara lie to Wonder Worm, Superb Kara trick Wonder Worm, Wonder Worm think Superb Kara love her, but Superb Kara only love master!” She smiled at him, her face beaming pride at her own guile.
“No doubt you lied to someone today.”
Kanto rose to his feet, his hand still in Kara’s long blond hair. He wrenched her up and dragged her stumbling behind him. He pulled her down a steep staircase to a windowless chamber filled with troll-like guards. He tossed her forwards and she fell to the floor in a heap on her stomach. Her legs were spread and cum still leaked down them. Her muscles still twitched and spasmed from the neural whip.
The trolls rose to their feet and offered Kanto a fist-in-the-air salute.
“Nund, your lord has decided to reward your service. Enjoy this whore as you will. And don’t worry, she is quite durable.”
“Master, no, please, I-“
Kanto fixed Supergirl with a cruel stare and she fell silent. Then he turned and left. The trolls surrounded her, there were at least a dozen of them, each 7 to 8 feet tall but hunched over with twisted spines. Their grinned at her with broken teeth and squinted at her with beady eyes.
Supergirl tried to speak to them. “H-Hello kind masters, I am S-Superb Kara, please let me make happy joy-“ Her words were cut off as the first one yanked her legs upwards and drove his dick deep into her pussy. With her face still on the floor Supergirl screamed as her pussy was pried apart by something the size of a flashlight. Another one stomped on her head until she was too dazed to even scream and then yanked her head off the floor by her hair. He forced his member between her slack lips forcing the once-proud heroine to serve two monsters at once.
Wonder Woman heard the door behind her open and heard the tread of heavy boots. Rough hands gripped her breasts, and she could smell foul breath on her neck. She recognized it as the scent of Manic, one of her regular guards.
“The little one says you had a chance of heart. Says you’ll be a good girl now.” Wonder Woman could feel something pressing against the crack of her ass. “That’s good. Let me hear you beg Wonder Worm, let me hear you beg for Manic to fuck you in the ass.”
Wonder Woman bowed her head and sobbed a few times. Had it come to this?
He twisted her nipples making Wonder Woman wince in pain. “Beg for it Worm, beg!”
Wonder Woman whipped her head back with all the force her battered body could muster, her skull slammed into Manic’s nose and sent the jailer staggering back. She twisted her body and shot out a leg in a quick kick that broke his neck and killed him.
“I am…” She gasped, addressing the silent bust of Darkseid. “I am Diana, princess of the Amazons and you will not break me!”
“Get up.” Kanto said to the limp blond lying on the floor. When she didn’t move he applied the neural whip, she screamed as her abused body twisted into a bow. “Now then, please allow me to help you up.” He extended a hand and Supergirl took it, slowly, agonizingly rising to her wobbling legs.
“Thank you master” she finally managed to say.
“There’s been some trouble with the other one. Come.”
“Oh Diana, why did you do it? You were doing so well!” Supergirl stood before Wonder Woman, she stank of sweat and cum, her body was covered in bruises and scratches. Wonder Woman looked at her with contempt. This little whore wanted Diana to be like her? Never.
“Oh Diana, you don’t know how angry they are, they’re going to punish you, hurt you until you break. Or until you die. This is it, this is our last chance together. Oh Diana please just say you’ll be good, say you’ll obey. Diana if you ever loved me, please just say it!”
Wonder Woman hung in silence. There was cum on Supergirl’s cheek. Wonder Woman couldn’t stop looking at it.
Supergirl put her willowy arms around Wonder Woman and rested her cheek between the Amazon’s breasts. She sobbed a few times. “Diana, you remember how I told I was pretending? I found something.” She reached into her cape and took out a single blue-green feather, it was beautiful, it shown even in the dim light of the cell. A peacock feather.
“Look at it! Look how pretty it is! Diana, Kanto has a whole room of Earth stuff, that means he can get to Earth, that means if we’re good and if we can trick him, we’ll have a chance to get away! But Diana first you have to be good!”
“The feather, Kara let me have it, please.”
“Will you be good?”
“I will.”
Supergirl floated up and kissed Wonder Woman. “Oh Diana, please we can do it! We can do it together! Just pretend, pretend for me OK?”
Wonder Woman nodded and Supergirl put the feather in her hand.
Then she walked out, her heels clicking on the floor.
A peacock feather!
What were the odds?
Did Supergirl even know what it meant?
Wonder Woman doubted it, while Supergirl’s knowledge of MTV and cheesy old shows was unparalleled she’d never shown any great knowledge of the gods of Olympus. How could she possibly know that the peacock was the sacred bird of Hera, queen of the gods and patron of the Amazons?
No, she could not know. It was fate. At last.
Wonder Woman closed her hand on the feather, bowed her head and with all her might… prayed.
“I gave her the feather.” Supergirl told Kanto as she joined him in his garden. He was eating some sort of fried lizard and invited Supergirl to join him. “I think she liked it.” Supergirl didn’t bother with the sing-song voice this time, she knew it wouldn’t fool Kanto.
“Good.”
“Master, are you really going to kill her? Please master she’ll try, she promised me she’ll try.”
“Alas, right now your stubborn friend is the least of my concerns. There are rumblings in the Royal Court. Talk of a renewed war on Earth.”
A hundred feelings danced on Supergirl’s face. Fear, hope, despair… “War? But…”
“It will be terrible. The warmongers in the court want to attack with a force ten times the size of the one you fought. New Genesis will have to get involved, the devastation will be incredible. A techno-cosmic war where planets are shattered and whole solar systems are extinguished. We’ve not seen the like since the days before the Pact.”
“But why? I mean Earth is no threat-“
“Heh. Earth is the greatest threat there is. Didn’t you ever wonder why Great Darkseid is so obsessed with your little world? Why the Guardians of the Universe posted four Green Lanterns there? Why demons and aliens seem to invade on a monthly basis?”
“I uh…” Supergirl had never really given it much thought.
“The Anti-Life Equation. Someone, somewhere on your world has the Anti-Life Equation locked in his head. The power to dominate any mind in the universe, every mind in the universe, in the hands of a primate. No wonder the hardliners are afraid. With the power of Anti-Life an Earthling could conquer our world without firing a shot.”
“I never knew…”
“Personally I believe that is why the superheroes exist. They are part of a defense mechanism for Anti-Life. Without their interference we could scan the minds of Earth, find the carrier, and eliminate him. We could be safe. We could rest easy. But so long as the heroes are there to resist we must escalate the conflict until grow and grow until the planet is destroyed.”
“So Darkseid wants this Anti-Life thing?”
Kanto laughed. “Oh Superb Kara, your naiveté is so charming. Look around this world Great Darkseid has made. A place of order and harmony. What need does Darkseid have of Anti-Life? However our enemies the anarchists of New Genesis, were they to ever gain this prize they would use it to overturn all order and law in the universe. Chaos would reign.”
Supergirl nodded. That made sense.
“But the hardliners will insist on a war, the heroes will resist, the anarchists will join them… And whatever happens I doubt the Earth will survive.”
“What if… what if the heroes didn’t resist. What if they let you find the Anti-Life Equation and destroy it? Then you could leave Earth alone!”
“Heh, you think if we asked them nicely? No, I fear Earth’s heroes are more like your friend than you. Too short-sighted and stubborn to see the big picture.”
“What if… what if they couldn’t resist? What if they were out of the picture somehow?”
Kanto looked at her intrigued. “Is such a thing possible?”
“I don’t know but… Did you ever hear of Hero’s Day?”
Kanto shrugged.
“It used to be called Superman Memorial Day, after he got killed by Doomsday, but then he came back so they renamed it. Anyway the Justice League, every year they have a big ceremony on the Watch Tower to remember the heroes that died that year, welcome back the ones who got resurrected and just get together. Almost every hero on Earth will be there. They don’t tell anyone cause then all the villains might act up. If you could somehow trap them…”
“Then we could scan the Earth without interference!” Kanto blew Supergirl a kiss. “Superb Kara, this day you have truly earned your name! Think of the billions of lives you may have just saved!”
Supergirl glowed in appreciation. “Y’know there’s some other stuff you could do. Do you guys know anything about the Phantom Zone?”
Wonder Woman drifted among clouds soaring in an endless sky. Her body was unmarked. She wore her proud costume. The clouds broke and before her a peak appeared crowned with mammoth temples and palaces. It was an awe-inspiring sight, even for an Amazon princess who had walked there many times before.
Mount Olympus!
But as she approached she saw a golden cloud headed for her. And atop it was a tall matronly woman capped with a golden crown. She raised her hand.
Wonder Woman hovered in place and bowed her head submissively.
“Hera, mighty queen of the gods, I am Diana princess of the Amazons, Wonder Woman, champion of the goddesses and-“
“You are Wonderful Diana. A whore.”
The words struck Wonder Woman like a blow. She looked down at herself, she was dressed in red and blue silks, so thin she may as well be naked.
“No, no, I played that role to-“
“You sold your pride for a few coins. You are no Amazon.”
“Please Great Hera I-“
“How dare you address me. I am the patron of the Amazons. You are worse than a whore. You are Darkseid’s slave. He is your master. Cry out to him.”
Wonder Woman looked down again, she was naked, her skin crossed with scars. She began to cry. “No, I didn’t mean it, I just said it to fool them I-“
“Begone.”
Wonder Woman fell through the clouds, the blue sky became dark, the air hot, she could see an orb below her, one dotted with flaming pits. She closed her eyes and muttered one more word.
“Donna…”
She opened her eyes in her cell.
There was a crack and her bracelets, gifts from the goddesses themselves, shattered. She fell to the floor weeping like a child.
She opened her hand and found only ashes.
She looked up at the bust of Darkseid and sobbed. “Great Darkseid, forgive me.”
The lash came down again on her back and Wonder Woman cried out in pain.
She was hunched on the floor, no one had bothered to chain her up again. She sat on her knees bent over with her head almost touching the floor.
“What was your mistake?” Her torturer demanded as he added another mark to her bleeding back.
For the hundredth time – the thousandth? – Wonder Woman reflected. Everything she had done made sense at the time. Every compromise was made to realize a larger goal. Every sacrifice was meant to bring them home. Every effort she made was based on logic and… and…
Then she saw it. The scales fell from her eyes and she understood.
“I… I thought I could escape.”
The lashing stopped.
“I thought I could outwit the gods. I thought I could trick them, evade them, escape them. My mistake was hubris. Pride. How could I forget the tales of Arachne, of Odysseus, of Orpheus? Oh by the gods, how could I have been so blind!”
“And what is the solution?”
She looked up at the bust with tears in her eyes, she thought she saw it smile at her, her heart leapt.
“Great Darkseid take me. I am yours.”
And she meant every word.
Afterword
Aw isn’t that nice, after all that trouble the girls have finally settled into their new homes. They’re adjusting quite well no?
So far this story has been a real hit for me. Lots of feedback especially from new readers, glad to see people are liking it.
I hope y’all will stop and check out some of my other stories too. If you like this take on Supergirl you might like my long-running series Stella and the Minx which features a ‘what if’ scenario where Supergirl and Batgirl analogues are suddenly forced to take over for their mentors. If you like the darkness of this story (and it’s pretty darn dark) you might like some of the Global Protector stories especially Global Protectors vs the Wraithlord and All Fall Down.
Anyway as always please let me know what you think, I expect there will be one more chapter in this story.
Marcus Lycus
July 2013