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Dear Diary,
It is three days later now. The other night I was not in any condition to write about what happened. Maybe I am not in the right frame of mind yet but I want to write about what happened while everything is still painfully fresh.
It started innocently enough. You see, my best friend is Sylvia Kent. She is also known as Supergirl. It is strange. She is two years older than me, but I am Wonder Woman and she is Supergirl. Her grandfather is the man I call Uncle Clark. He was also the greatest hero of them all. Superman. His cousin was very young when she started so she was known as Supergirl. I am sure that if Sylvia had started her superhero career at the age of fifty, the press would have called her Supergirl. Sheesh.
Okay so anyway, I was on the phone with Sylvia…
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It was pushing midnight as the tall, statuesque blonde was lying on her couch in her thin pajamas. The television news was muted while Drusilla Jordan chatted on the phone with her best friend.
"You missed the meeting Dru," Sylvia told her.
Dru twisted a lock of blonde hair around her finger while she talked and watched the silent pictures on the news. "Yeah I know but he would have been there and I did not want to face him right now."
"Oh come on Dru," Sylvia said, "He's a professional, no way he would have made a scene. Ralph's a good guy really, even if he has a mad crush on you."
Drusilla groaned. "Don't remind me! He is a sweet guy, but come on, just because he is going to handle the Justice League computers does not mean he has to be at every meeting. I went out with him once but right now the last thing I need is a man to complicate things. Trying to live up to Mom and Grandma is hard enough without worrying about him!"
"I know Dru but you got to come to the meetings. Wonder Woman has always been a mainstay of the Justice League. It will look funny if you are not in it and the press will write all kinds of weird things. You remember what happened when Uncle Bruce retired and Uncle Dick took over as Batman but quit the Justice League. The news was full of stupid things when all Dick wanted was some time to get used to being Batman instead of Nightwing."
Dru groaned again. "Give it up, Uncle Dick told you to tell me all this, didn't he?"
"Yeah," Sylvia admitted. "But if you miss the next meeting because of Ralph, you know Dick will drag in you and Ralph and force you two to talk it out."
"I know, I know! Look Syl, you are my best friend. I got to tell you a secret. You know Tommy Rogers?"
"Cap? Sure I do. Why, did something happen to him?"
"Um…no…well, not yet…"
"What?" Sylvia asked with worry edged in her voice. "Is he in danger?"
"Oh no! No nothing like that Syl. He is not in danger, but…um…"
"Oh would you just spit it out!"
"Hey give me a chance!" Dru shot back like friends can do. "See, Tommy…well… he sort of came over the other night…"
"Dru!" Sylvia gasped. "You two slept together?"
"Syl!" Dru gasped back. "No! I mean…not really…"
Drusilla could hear the amusement in Sylvia's voice. "I wouldn't blame you. He's got those wide shoulders and that great body. If I wasn't worried about Grandpa Clark using his vision to check up on me, I'd love to have Tommy on top of me."
"Syl…hey…I…" Dru stuttered in shock.
Sylvia laughed. "I'm teasing, relax Dru. Tommy is a great guy. He's got a level head and would do anything for anyone. It's cool."
"Okay you, just wait," Dru mock warned. "I will catch you with someone sooner or later. Payback!"
"Yeah yeah, I'll see you coming with these supereyeballs long befo..." Suddenly Sylvia's voice was drowned out by a loud crash that seemed to come from all around the girl on the other end of the phone. The phone clattered to the floor. Drusilla could hear wooden beams and plaster hitting the floor. The phone went quiet for a few seconds.
"Who do you think you are?!" Dru heard her friend demand. Sylvia was obviously a few feet from wherever her phone had landed. Sylvia's voice was faint but loud enough for Drusilla to understand.
There was another long pause. "It can't be you!" Sylvia gasped, her voice still faint. "No, you…GGACGKK! AUGHH!!" Sylvia's cries of pain echoed in the phone. A moment later, with a loud snap, the phone went dead.
"Sylvia! Sylvia!!" Dru screamed into the phone. She jumped off the couch and ran out her back door. Crossing her arms in front of her, Dru concentrated. Using her training to gather up the Amazon magic within her, a burst of blue energy swallowed Dru. It grew into a ball of light and faded all within a second. Before Dru had been wearing her light pink pajamas and her long blonde hair had been pulled back by a plain white elastic band. Now her shining hair was held from her face by a golden tiara with a red star in the center. Drusilla Jordan was now Wonder Woman.
We always stand up for each other, me and Sylvia. Sure we even have done some white lying. Like that time Sylvia wanted to go to that party and I told her Dad that she was at my place. I was on pins and needles all night. Lying, even a little white lie, is really frowned on in my family. Okay not just my family, but in all the superhero families. I was sick for days after that, part because of the guilt and part because I was scared to death someone would find out.
I guess the hard learned lessons are the ones you remember. When my generation started to learn about who we were and who are parents were, we got one of those lessons. My cousin Selina was eager to take over for Uncle Dick, like all of us I guess. I was fifteen and wanted to be Wonder Woman right then. I knew enough and did not need all that training my Mother said I needed. Sylvia probably was the same way about her own powers and future. Neither of us dared to argue too much though but Selina was more daring. While Uncle Dick was busy with his superhero life, Selina used his cave to get her own superhero life started. One night she snuck out in her costume and equipment for her first patrol. She did not come home. Thanks to Uncle Clark, the news reports never told who she was. They only reported that someone in a Batgirl costume had been raped and murdered.
We all took that lesson to heart. Uncle Dick has never recovered and even though he is pushing fifty he still goes out every night to patrol.
The other night I guess I forgot some of my lessons. I was worried about my best friend and charged in when I should have stopped to think.
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The house had a large hole in one side of the roof. The other side of the house was on fire and the blaze was spreading. The small little cottage house in the country was destroyed.
"Sylvia?!" Wonder Woman screamed from in front of the house. The crackling flames reflected off the golden eagle over her breasts and off the tiara and belt she wore. "SYLVIA!!"
Through the shattered front window and through the flames, Wonder Woman saw a figure somewhere in the back yard. Her red and white boots took three steps and she leaped completely over the burning house and landed on the green lawn. The backyard was lit up by the flames but Dru only saw one thing.
Hanging upside down by her feet was her best friend. A power line had been tied around Sylvia's ankles and thrown over a tree limb. She was completely naked. Her face was battered and bloody. Her arms and midnight black hair hung towards the ground with her fingers swaying a foot from the lawn.
Wonder Woman never considered that someone had beaten her Kryptonian friend. She only wanted to get Sylvia down.
The scuplted blonde heroine rushed across the yard towards the treeline along the back. She rushed past the small tool shed. Right as she reached the back of the shed, a man stepped out.
He was wearing a full body suit of dark red and blue, including a mask that completely covered his head. He was tall and lean rather than muscular.
Before even an Amazon could react, the man drove his knee into Wonder Woman's belly.
"Who…AUUGHH!" Wonder Woman gasped. She flipped over his knee and tumbled across the lawn.
Again he was on her in the blink of an eye. Grabbing a handful of her sunny blonde mane, the man pulled Wonder Woman up as he drove his fist into the small of her back.
"ARGHH!" she cried out in pain. Arching backwards, Wonder Woman grabbed his wrist in one hand while trying to get her boots under her. He had all the leverage on her while she was on the ground.
The mysterious man in the red and blue kept the pressure on her. Using his grip on her hair and the way she had arched back in pain, he bent Wonder Woman even farther back until the ends of her blonde hair was touching the heels of her boots. Like a jackhammer, he drove the heel of his hand into Wonder Woman's breastbone. Once, twice, three times his gloved fist drove into her chest just above her breasts, thumping her body with more strength than she had ever felt.
"UNGHH! GNGHH! GNHH!" Wonder Woman grunted. Her body spasmed from each blow that drove the air from her lungs. The yard was spinning around her while she gasped for air. Her grip on his wrist weakened.
With the dazed heroine at his mercy, he jerked Wonder Woman up by her hair. He released the blonde locks and gripped the back of her neck. His other hand reached between her legs and he grabbed the Amazon by her pussy. In the blink of an eye, he lifted Wonder Woman over his head.
"Ohhhhhh…" Wonder Woman groaned. The vicious attack had left her dazed and in desperate need for a moment to recover. Her arms weakly reached down at this overpowering man. Her blonde hair swung down around his arm while her boots were spread wide and draped down limply.
The man looked up at the arched body of Wonder Woman. She was at his mercy and he got a rush of sexual adrenalin. His cock bulged in his costume, nothing thrilled him more than this. He waited only a second more to enjoy the moment, then hurled Wonder Woman head first towards a tree.
With a crash that reverberated off the burning home, the shed, and everything around it, Wonder Woman's body hit the tree. Her body, upside down, hammered into the tree while her legs and arms wrapped around it. Chunks of wood flew from the impact as her blonde hair exploded around her face. Wonder Woman hovered there for a long moment before she collapsed to the ground in a heap. Her costume was nicked and torn from the wood. She groaned softly and rolled her head slowly from side to side.
The man was triumphant. First he had destroyed Supergirl and now he was destroying Wonder Woman. His pants were about to burst. Walking leisurely towards Wonder Woman, he pondered which one he would rape first.
All she needed was a few seconds. When the man stepped up to her, Wonder Woman's red boot lashed out. Her heel slammed into his knee, twisted his leg and dropping him to the knee in a roar of pain. The red boot heel lashed out again, this time striking the man's rippled stomach. Again came the satisfying sound of pain as the man doubled up. His arms wrapped around Wonder Woman's boot.
Wonder Woman smiled for the first time. Looking at him through blonde hair splayed across her face, she went to pull her boot back. Her smile faded when he locked his arms around her calf. It did not distract her for a second. She swung her other boot and kicked him in across his face.
His head snapped to the side. His grip on her boot loosened and he fell back from Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman jumped to her feet. "Enough cheap shots you bastard. Who are you!?"
"Dru…don't…" Sylvia managed to say. It was as if every word caused her pain. "Run…y…you can't stop him…"
The man in the red and blue got to his feet as well and squared off against the blonde heroine. "Better listen to her, she knows I'm going to kick your Amazon ass," he said snidely.
Wonder Woman frowned at the masked man. "Don't worry Syl, he's all talk."
"No…Dru…y…you don't…don't understand. H…he's my b…"
Before Sylvia could get the words out, a pair of red beams fired from behind the red and blue mask. Burning two holes through it instantly, the burning lasers shot towards the Amazon.
Wonder Woman's bracelets came up instinctively. The deadly beams almost met between her breasts but instead were deflected harmlessly into the night sky. She stumbled backwards in surprise.
He followed it up by moving faster than she could see. In the blink of an eye he was standing in front of her. He swung a right cross at her which she was able to block with her braceleted wrist. He jabbed his left fist at Wonder Woman but at that last second she was able to push him aside.
With her arms inside his, Dru brought both her wrists down and smashed her bracelets into the man's collarbones. Grunting in pain, he fell to his knees. Following up her advantage, Wonder Woman grabbed him by the throat and drove her fist into his jaw.
"RNGH!" he groaned this time. As his head came back around though, the eerie blue eyes behind the burn holes flashed red.
Dru brought her bracelets up but instead the red light flashed brightly instead of the deadly laser beams. Blinded for a few seconds, Wonder Woman started to back up to give herself a chance to clear the red spots in her eyes.
He never gave Wonder Woman the chance. Grabbing Wonder Woman by her belt, the deadly eyes came to rest upon the strip of blue material between Dru's legs. Behind his mask, he grinned.
Wonder Woman felt herself pulled back forward by his fingers twisted around the lip of her golden belt. A second later, his knuckles drove up between her long legs and hammered into her pubic bone and sex.
"AAAGGGHHHH!!" Dru wailed in shock and pain. Lifted onto her toes, she was kept from being flung away only by his grip on her belt. She threw her head backwards and she screamed into the night air as he reared back and struck Wonder Woman again between her vulnerable legs.
It had only been a few seconds, but when he released Wonder Woman's golden belt, she collapsed to the ground. Dru put her hands between her legs and rolled to her side. She could not think straight. All her world was trapped in the pain in her sex and pubic bone.
The lean man in the red and blue bodysuit got back to his feet. Reaching down, he again grabbed Wonder Woman by her blonde hair. Lifting her up by the golden tresses, he bent her head back.
"Time to join my dear sister on that tree limb, Wonder Woman," he said.
Wonder Woman could not lift her arms. She felt weak all over. Through her bloodshot blue eyes, she could see him draw his fist back but her arms felt like lead. "No…"
With a violent crack that echoed off the trees, he punched Wonder Woman between the eyes. In an instant, her head snapped back and everything went dark.
"Stupid bitch," he muttered as he let Wonder Woman crumple to the ground.
I had never been defeated like that. Sure I have lost a few fights and encounters. Every heroine has, do not let anyone tell you otherwise. I have been ambushed and defeated, or defeated by superior numbers, but no one had ever so destroyed me in a one on one fight. It is not something easy to handle, especially losing to a man in such a sexually violent way. I had never been hit down there. No one would do that I thought. Even Solomon Grundy did not do that and he is the dirtiest fighter I have ever seen.
But that was cousin Perry. I guess he never could live up to his family's expectations. I was given a choice. I know my mother wanted me to become Wonder Woman when she retired, but both my parents would have accepted and loved me if I had chosen to be a normal woman with a job and a family. Perry and Sylvia's family is different. It all comes from Uncle Clark. He believes everyone with powers has a responsibility to use them for good. I do not agree, I mean, you should choose how you lead your life. Uncle Clark is like a patriarch and a living legend. Perry never wanted to be the second Superman and he sure did not want to live up to his grandfather. Aunt Lana is Uncle Clark and Aunt Lois' only child, and being Supergirl instead of Superman kind of gave her a pass. I guess it is hard to explain, but Superman had been the ideal held up by everyone, especially the press and public. I idolized my grandmother but the world judged everyone against Superman. Imagine how hard it was going to be for Perry to be the second Superman.
He rebelled. There are some of us children of heroes that rebel. Most get over it as they mature but something in Perry snapped. He was a bully that only got meaner and more rebellious when his elders tried to talk to him. Finally one day he ran away from home and robbed a bank. Aunt Lana, the redheaded Supergirl, finally captured him but I do not think he fought her too hard. His hate was aimed at Uncle Clark and the others of his generation that he thought let him down. I think he expected all of us to think like he did. I do not know, but I have learned that he really was disappointed in all us girls. Me, Sylvia, Marie Marvel, Natasha Rogers, all of us, he really started to hate us after Aunt Lana had him put into that special asylum. He wanted us to support his lashing out. We would not, we believed everything our parents and Uncle Clark said about responsibility and justice.
But I sure never thought Perry would attack any of us. I never guessed he had that kind of violence or sexual hate in him that would allow him to hit me like he did.
No wonder I was still in shock when I woke up.
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Wonder Woman groaned softly. The woods were spinning around her. It took her a minute to even figure out where she was and what had happened to her.
A dull ache throbbed from between her legs. She felt weak, like all her strength had left her body. Slowly she began to realize why.
Wonder Woman was strung up from the a tree near Supergirl, only she was not upside down like her friend. Her wrists were bound tightly in her lasso which was knotted to the branch. Darkbrood had tied her up, she knew. With her wrists bound by a man, all her Amazon strength was gone.
While she was clearing out the cobwebs and figuring all this out, the sound of muffled cries sank into her head. Shaking her head back to get the blonde waves out of her eyes, she followed the sounds.
About ten feet away, still upside down, was Sylvia. In front of her, hovering in the air, was Darkbrood. His pants were around his ankles and he had Supergirl's head in his hands. Her hair hung down over his thighs and whipped back and forth while Darkbrood shoved her head into his crotch. Wonder Woman could not see what exactly as happening but she had experienced rape before and did not need more clues to figure it out.
Back and forth Darkbrood raped her best friend's mouth. Sylvia grunted and choked each time her face was jerked into his groin. Wonder Woman remained quiet. She did not want the fiend to know she had awakened. No telling what he would do then.
Her boots swayed in the gentle night breeze about three feet off the ground. Her bustier had been pulled down under her breasts. Wonder Woman's blue, starspangled panties had been pulled to the side, revealing her sex to the world.
"Bastard played with me," she thought. Something white and sticky was sprayed across the swell of her breasts. A wave of nausea washed through her. "Bastard."
Looking up she could see the tight knots of her lasso wrapped around her bracelets. A plan began to form in her head. There was no way Wonder Woman could take this Kryptonian on in a straight up battle.
Meanwhile Darkbrood was thrashing Supergirl's head faster and faster over his erect manhood. The glistening pole disappeared inside her mouth over and over as the brunette heroine struggled to breathe around the invader. Bound tightly, still weak from the battering he kept giving to her, Supergirl was a helpless plaything.
Wonder Woman concentrated. Not many knew it, but with complete concentration, Wonder Woman could build an empathic link to her lasso. A sharp noise or a hard nudge would break it.
It was so hard to concentrate while I had to listen to Sylvia gagging on Perry's thing. The whole situation, knowing that when he got done with Sylvia that he would probably rape and kill me, was enough to break anyone's concentration.
I had to push it out of my mind. Perry was criminally insane and there was no telling what he would do. If I was going to make a move, it would have to be while he was distracted with Sylvia.
So I closed my eyes and thought about nothing but the lasso around my wrists. If Perry thought I was still out, then that would be good too.
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Wonder Woman tried to ignore the breeze blowing against her breasts which made her nipples erect. She blocked out the sounds of Supergirl being orally raped and the even worse sounds of Darkbrood's rising pleasure. Everything in her mind was gone except for the mental picture of her lasso knotted around her wrists. Almost painfully she mentally tugged at the knot, first pulling this strand then tugging at that one.
Grabbing the lasso over the knot, Wonder Woman readied herself. She struggled to keep the sounds of Supergirl's struggle out of her head. Slowly the knot began to break free.
Suddenly a sound shattered her concentration. A male grunt, then a yell of release as Darkbrood came. Ignoring Supergirl's choking, gurgling noises and Darkbrood's triumphant roar, Wonder Woman tugged the knot loose.
She hung from the lasso for a few seconds until Darkbrood let loose another roar into the woods. Her feet hit the soft grass as his voice faded. He had superhearing, but she hoped he would be too distracted to notice her.
Running as quietly as possible, Wonder Woman headed for the burning house. Her only chance of defeating him was inside that dangerous inferno.
Sylvia is the toughest person I have ever known. I have seen her program the training droids at the JLA headquarters to pound on her for hours. One time she came up looking like Doomsday had worked her over. She was grinning from her bloody face and proudly announced that she had set a new record of taking forty-three hits to the breasts before she had to quit. It made me queasy but that is Sylvia. The toughest heroine around.
One other thing she likes to do. She believes that her body will eventually develop a resistance to kryptonite. No one else in her family believes it, but Sylvia keeps exposing herself to it. I have seen her do it. She was writhing in pain but she would not let me put the green rock away. Sylvia timed out eight minutes, then she let me put it away. She was pale after that, and vomited at least three times. But she will not give in.
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Wonder Woman ducked a burning beam. She kept her arms up to protect herself. Jumping over the burning couch she ran into the smoky bedroom. Already she was getting lightheaded from the all the smoke filling the place, but this was the only chance to save Supergirl and probably herself.
Ripping open the smoldering closet door, Wonder Woman snatched the hot metal jewelry box. With no time to waste, she took a running start and hurled herself through the window. Glass and wood shattered as Wonder Woman rolled across the ground, blonde hair flying. Throwing her hair out of her face with one hand, she jumped to her feet.
"AUGGH!!" Wonder Woman abruptly cried out as Darkbrood's foot slammed into her lower back. Bent almost double backwards, Dru tumbled across the yard, the box flying out of her hand. Before she could recover from the searing pain in her back.
"Trying to get away from your best friend's brother, Dru?" Darkbrood sneered. "I'm so hurt, just like when you ignored me at the family reunions when we were kids." Grabbing up one of the hexagonal steps from the garden path, he stepped over Wonder Woman. "Snotty ass bitch," he said before bringing the concrete block down across the back of her head.
"UNNGH!" the heroine grunted as she was slammed to the ground head first. Blackness nearly swallowed her, leaving only a few stars spinning around in her eyes.
Darkbrood grinned down at the dazed heroine. Ignoring the blood that was staining her blonde hair, he grabbed her by the golden belt and kneeled down behind Wonder Woman. "I always wanted to fucking do this, you bitch." His other hand gathered up the starspangled panties and ripped them away, leaving only tangled shreds hanging over her ass in back and dangling into the grass in front.
"I'm going to fucking enjoy this Dru," he said as he aimed his glistening cock at the slit between her legs.
Wonder Woman was driven back into full consciousness by the thrusting cock that split her open. "YAAAHNN!" she wailed as her ass was pulled back by her belt. His thick cock, slickened by his cum and Supergirl's saliva, was forced by his massive kryptonian strength deep within the dry walls of Wonder Woman's sex.
Her fingers dug deep into the damp, dewy ground as pain laced through her body. "NAAH!!" she cried again when Darkbrood drove himself farther inside her body. His hand on her belt pulled her backwards while her hands struggled to pull her away from the cock tearing into her.
"STOP!!" Wonder Woman screamed. Her knees spread around his thighs while her ass bumped against his hips. "Aghh!! I...I'm going to make you pay f...for thHNGHH!!"
Darkbrood grinned as he thrust himself deeper into Drusilla's sex. Her long, tanned legs split wide around his knees while she clawed at the ground. "Don't leave now Dru, I always wanted to fuck you. You were always so fucking high and mighty like all you Amazon bitches." Keeping a grip on her belt, the Kryptonian laughed happily at her threats and cries of pain and shock. "Don't worry about killing me Dru, when I cum my shit is going to shoot through your little slut body like adamantium bullets!"
"Oh no..." Drusilla gasped. She knew that was true. Clark and Lois had had to have a special procedure done to have children. When Darkbrood orgasmed, his cum was going to go through her like machine gun bullets. More frantically she clawed at the ground, desperate for anything to pull her away from the cock reaming her.
"Damn, you're awful dry down there, figured you'd be turned on by my dick. Figures, cold ass bitch," Darkbrood growled as he kept jerking Wonder Woman's ass back into his hips and plunging his manhood inside her.
Wonder Woman's breasts and knees were grass stained from the back and forth motion that Darkbrood's raping was forcing her to make. Her blonde hair splashed over her face each time like waves dashing against a rocky beach.
Faster Darkbrood ravished the beautiful blonde superheroine. His hips slapping into her ass resounded through the woods, mixed with her cries of pain and his of triumph. "Dru..." he said between grunts that were getting more and more ragged, "get ready...I..I'm about to cum..a..and you're about to die!"
"W..wait..I...I want to see you when I die," Wonder Woman moaned, "P..please..turn me over..."
Darkbrood paused. Seeing her face when his cum ripped through her would make his orgasm so much better. "Cool!" Jerking out of Wonder Woman, to her gurgled sounds of relief, he grabbed her silken thighs and easily flipped the superheroine onto her back.
Her hair was across her face and tears stained her cheeks. "Dru, you look fucking awesome, sure you don't want to come with me and be my girl?" he said with a smirk as he aimed his cock at her pink, puffy sex.
"Go to hell," Wonder Woman growled. She reached towards him, but Darkbrood didn't move. He had nothing to fear from her. Grabbing the front of his blue and red costume, she suddenly shoved something down the front.
"ARGHH!!" Darkbrood roared as the green glow disappeared into his costume. "NOO!!" He threw himself backwards and started to writhe wildly across the lawn. His hands tried to rip open his costume, but the indestructible Kryptonian fibers resisted him.
Wonder Woman forced herself to follow him. First at a crawl, she got to her feet and stumbled after him. He was quickly weakening while the kryptonite rock drained him. Drusilla jumped on top of Darkbrood and grabbed his wrists.
"No way you get that thing out of your costume today, you bastard!" she yelled at him. The man and woman struggled as Darkbrood pulled his costume down so the rock would fall out. He couldn't touch the thing from the pain of contact. Wonder Woman fought back, pulling his arms up away from the rock. Wonder Woman was weak from the battering and her rape, Darkbrood was weakening quickly from the Kryptonite poisoning him.
His struggles against the Amazon slowed. The K-radiation was killing him. Wonder Woman was able to pin his wrists down over his head and watched the light in his eyes fade.
"D..Dru...please.." he begged, "Please..don't let me die..."
Wonder Woman clenched her teeth. He had raped her and part of her wanted to watch him die but she could never do that. She had been taught better. When Darkbrood's eyes closed and he went limp, Drusilla reached into his costume and pulled out the chunk of rock. Back into the small lead lined box it went.
She kept the box with her and stood back up on shaking legs. Wonder Woman had a friend in the back yard to care for.
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Sylvia is fine now. It was shocking for us both. We knew her brother was full of resentments, but we never thought he was homicidally insane. We had no idea that he had built up so much hate for us. I am actually surprised how quickly Sylvia and I have gotten over being raped by her brother. I think that we had both heard stories about things like this happening to our mothers and my grandmother and maybe we were mentally prepared for it to happen to us one day. Maybe I am tougher than I thought.
A few hours ago I got off the phone with Marie , Natasha, and the other girls of our "family". They needed to know too.
Love,
Dru