Chapter 1 The Abduction
\nMetropolis July 2004
\nKara studied her image in the full length mirror in her bedroom. “Better,” she\nmurmured, much better.” She placed her hands on her hips the way she had seen\nDiana pose. “Yes, this is so much more dramatic. The other look was so sixties.”
\nShe hadn’t changed her costume much in fact, just eliminated certain aspects of\nit that she considered made her look too much like a little girl. After all, she\nwas almost nineteen. She had kept the scarlet cloak. Cloaks always added an aura\nof power and mystery to anyone who wore them. But she had discarded the\ncheerleader skirt, instead covering her loins with a skin-tight high-cut red\nbikini brief that showed every muscle in her shapely derriere. This was\nhighlighted by a gold band that separated the bikini bottom from the electric\nblue top. The top itself was a form-fitting short-sleeved outfit that covered\nher torso from waist to neck and was highlighted by the Supergirl stylized red\n“S” on a gold shield that served to separate and highlight her high firm\nbreasts. Thigh length red boots also trimmed with gold finished the outfit.
\n“Nice,” she thought. “If I was a man I’d have an erection just looking at me.”\nShe frowned. That was not an altogether pleasant thought. A few months ago she\nand her friends Barbara and Diana had been captured and brutally raped and\ntortured by the arch-villain Lex Luthor. At times she had greatly resented the\nfact that her physical beauty and that of her friends had made them targets for\nall sorts of sexual and physical abuse. It was something that she would never\nforget.
\n“One day,” she thought, “I’ll have a real boyfriend. One who will care for me as\na woman and not just because I have superpowers and a certain superficial\nbeauty.” Just who that boyfriend might be, however, was not immediately evident.\nIt would be difficult to find a man anywhere on Earth who could match her\nphysical attributes.
\nShe sighed. So far the accident of birth that had made her a superheroine had\nnot been altogether kind. She had to reconcile herself to a life of celibacy and\nloneliness as far as men were concerned. Unfortunately, she had no interest in a\nsame sex romance either. She simply wasn’t constituted that way.
\n“Kara,” sounded a voice from outside her room. “Supper’s ready.”
\n“Thanks Sylv,” she responded. Quickly she shucked her costume and put on a bra\nand panties, followed by a pair of tan hip huggers and a black T-shirt. She\ndidn’t really need the bra, but it wouldn’t do to arouse any suspicions by going\nwithout one. She quickly ran a comb through her hair and then unlocked her\nbedroom door and joined her roommate, Sylvie Levesque.
\nSylvie smiled as Kara entered the room. Whatever she had prepared smelled good.\n“One of your favourites,” Sylvie said. “Chicken cordon bleu.”
\nKara grinned. “You’re going to have me fat as a hog. I won’t be able to fit\ninside my costume… I mean clothes.”
\nSylvie did not notice the gaff. The pretty dark-haired French Canadian girl had\nbeen living with Kara for several months now. On one of Kara’s first adventures\nshe had been kidnapped along with the superheroine and viciously gang-raped. The\nincident had left her psychically scarred. But Kara had found a way to cure\nthat. She had taken Sylvie to Paradise Island the interdimensional home of the\nAmazons. Something about the island aided the healing process, both physically\nand mentally. Sylvie didn’t remember much of her stay there, but when she had\nreturned her memories of what had been done to he had faded into the recesses of\nher mind. After that Kara had invited Sylvie to be her roommate, feeling a sort\nof obligation due to the ordeal she had suffered.
\nIt turned out to be a beneficial relationship. Both young women were students at\nMunicipal University and were able to help one another with their courses. They\nengaged in the usual girl-talk discussing profs, classes, males, and a variety\nof other topics. It helped to make Kara’s life less lonely, although the fact\nthat Sylvie actively pursued men and she did not was a bit of a downer\nsometimes. However, there were far more pluses than minuses, one of the most\nsignificant being the fact that Sylvie was an excellent cook, having a natural\ninterest in the culinary arts.
\n“Mmmm, that smells good,” Kara said as she sat down.
\nSylvie smiled. “I know it’s one of your favourites,” she said. “And I bought a\nbottle of your favourite wine.”
\n“What’s the occasion?” Kara smiled.
\n“Three month anniversary of becoming roommates,” Sylvie said, tipping the wine\nbottle into Kara’s glass.
\nKara took a sip and nodded. “This is very good.” Sylvie smiled, obviously\npleased. They spent the remainder of the meal in idle chatter. Kara helped clean\nup and then excused herself, returning to her room. Kara’s cover story was that\nshe suffered severely from insomnia. It helped to explain the fact that she kept\nvery odd hours and that she needed her privacy. “When I get a chance to sleep I\nhave to take it,” Kara had explained. Sylvie had nodded sympathetically having\nspent many sleepless nights after her nightmare ordeal.
\nOnce in her room, Kara waited for awhile, listening to Sylvie’s movements in the\nnext room. The door to her room was locked and since it was constructed of inch\nthick titanium was pretty much unbreakable, but Kara wanted to make sure of her\nroommate. Sylvie had never tried to enter the room after Kara had supposedly\nretired, but it never hurt to be careful, as Kara had learned to her sorrow on\nseveral occasions.
\nSatisfied that Sylvie had settled down to watch TV, Kara donned her superheroine\noutfit, stepped to the balcony, and launched herself into space. As she swept\nupward into the night sky of New Gotham, she moved in a slow spiral. Flying was\npure enjoyment and she reveled in the feeling of freedom and power that it gave\nher. She continued to climb until she was sure that no citizen or villain would\nsee her accidentally.
\nHer wish to remain invisible to villains was obvious, but sadly ordinary\ncitizens often gave her more trouble than the criminals, complaining that she\nwas some sort of flying voyeur who delighted in using her X-ray vision to spy on\ntheir private lives. Others complained because they thought she might cause\ndisruptions to their TV signals. On one occasion she had even been reported as a\nUFO. It was all very trying considering that she was only attempting to make the\nlives of ordinary citizens safer.
\nThis night she saw very little out of the ordinary. Everything seemed quiet. It\nseemed that at last the criminals who operated at night were getting the\nmessage. She had certainly turned enough of them over to the police in the last\nfew weeks. Her job was a little bit easier now. It had been that was since she\nhad exposed Lex Luthor and his enormous drug operation in the heart of the city.\nNow she no longer had to be worried about the police seeking to arrest her on\nsome imagined offense committed against a paranoid citizen.
\nShe swooped over the City Hall and stopped to hover a few hundred feet above the\nbuilding. That was strange. There was a light on in a part of the building that\nshould have been closed. She focused her eyes and used her X-ray vision to scan\nthe area.
\n“Goodness,” she thought. “What is he doing there?” Just below the mayor’s office\na man dressed in black was tinkering with a small black box. Using her zoom\nmagnification she zeroed in for a more detailed look.
\n“A bomb!” Well that was something she couldn’t allow. She dropped quickly to the\nwindow outside the room where the man in black was fiddling with his deadly\ndevice. It took her only seconds to open the window. She used as much care as\npossible, not wanting to be blamed for damaging public property, and swept into\nthe room.
\nShe landed with a thump, her cloak swirling impressively around her and stood\nwith her hands on her hips as the startled man turned.
\n“Supergirl!” he exclaimed. He made a sudden movement toward the device he had\nbeen adjusting. “What the…?”
\nKara grinned. “I took the liberty of burning through the wire connected to the\ndetonator. The bomb is quite harmless. Now I think you should come with me. The\npolice are going to want to ask you a few questions.”
\n“Blasted bitch,” the man swore. “You might have stopped this one, but you’ll\nnever find out where I placed the others.”
\n“Others?” Kara asked. “What do you mean?”
\n“What do you mean?” the man mimicked. “Other bombs of course, you superheroine\ncretin. Eleven of them. There were supposed to be one for every month of the\nyear, but you spoiled that.”
\nKara looked at him. He was a weasel-faced man of average height and build and\nhis face was twisted in a triumphant sneer. “Eleven more bombs? Tell me where\nthey are. Don’t you realize a lot of innocent people could get hurt?”
\n“I sure as hell hope so. That’s why I planted them.”
\nKara grabbed the man by the front of his black shirt. “Tell me,” she said\nquietly. “Tell me now or I shall have to do something unpleasant.”
\nThe man laughed. “You’re a superheroine. You can’t hurt me. It goes against your\ncode. Hundreds of people are going to die and you can’t do a thing.”
\n“Let’s go for a little flight,” Kara said, grabbing the man with both hands.\nWithout waiting for a response she picked him up and carrying him as if he was\nweightless flew out the window.
\n“What a mess you made,” Kara said. “I hope that no one was down there.” It had\ntaken a little longer than she had thought it would. She had been forced to drop\nthe man three times before he told her what she wanted to know. The last time\nshe had caught him only inches from the ground. As she swept upward with him one\nmore time she became acutely aware of the fact that the terrified man had loosed\nhis bowels.
\n“Alright,” he said. “I’ll tell you, just please put me down.”
\n“Tell me first,” Kara said. “And give me a detailed account. I’ve got a good\nmemory.”
\nTen minutes later she was on her way. She took the man with her, not entirely\ntrusting him to tell the truth. But it turned out that in his fear, he had told\nher everything he knew. She found the first seven bombs quite easily and\ndisarmed them. The last four were a bit more difficult, and she needed the man’s\nprecise instructions to locate them.
\n“Bastard,” she thought. “Shielding them with lead. I never would have found\nthem.” The last bomb was the best hidden, and was placed most symbolically high\nin the vaulted ceiling of the city’s biggest cathedral. Timed to go off Sunday\nmorning it would have brought the stone ceiling down on a nave crowded with\nworshippers.
\n“Diabolical,” muttered Kara. She dragged the man with her as she approached the\nlast bomb. Shielded by the lead roofing it was invisible to her X-ray vision.\nShe could have flown over it a thousand times and never suspected it was there.
\n“Stay there,” she said, releasing the man temporarily while she tended to the\nbomb. He wasn’t likely to go anywhere. They were both in a crawl space just\nabove the main supports for the immense vault that was the cathedral’s roof. Two\nstrides and she was at the bomb. It was a simple device, but then it would be.\nNo one was supposed to find it in time. She flicked out her fingers and disarmed\nit. There was a sharp click and then a small “pop.”
\n“Ooooh!” Kara gasped. “My stars, kryptonite.” She fell to her knees as the all\ntoo-familiar pain rushed through her body, freezing her in paralyzing agony.
\nFrom behind her came a cackling laugh. “Got you, bitch. You walked right into\nthe trap like the dumb twat you are.”
\n“Nooo,” Kara thought, “Not again.” She tried to get up. The pain was incredible.\nAs bad as anything she had ever felt. Kryptonite, the one substance that could\nrender her helpless. It robbed her of her super powers leaving her helpless, and\nfilled her with excruciating pain to boot. She gasped, hardly able to draw a\nbreath. Then she felt a hand on the neck of her costume and she was pushed to\nthe floor of the crawl space.
\n“No please,” she moaned as her hands were drawn behind her back. Almost weeping\nin fear she tried to escape, but her muscles would not obey her. She felt the\ntouch of rope on her wrists. She was almost sick with dread as her wrists were\nbound behind her. Tied up and helpless all sorts of frightened thoughts raced\nthrough her mind. To be captured and bound was the ultimate in terrifying\nexperiences for most women, much less a superheroine. She knew that she probably\nfaced rape at the very least, and perhaps even worse than that.
\nThe stench of the man assailed her nostrils and she remembered that he had\nsoiled himself when she had forced him to talk. It was almost certain that he\nwould want some measure of vengeance for that. How could she have been so\nstupid? She had walked right into a cleverly set trap. A trap that was very\nobviously aimed at her.
\nIt was one of the greatest hazards of being a superheroine. Although feared by\ncriminals, heroines were also a prime target. They were sought out for a variety\nof reasons, ranging from vengeance to simply eliminating a dangerous threat.\nAlmost always if a heroine was captured she could expect rape and torture. It\nwas almost an automatic. The worst fate of all, however, was to be captured by a\nsadistically twisted scientist like Lex Luthor. These madmen frequently\nperformed cruel experiments on their helpless heroine captives; experiments that\noften featured bizarre and painful applications of sexual torture. It was these\nvillains that heroines like Kara feared the most.
\nKara writhed in agony. The pain of the kryptonite was beyond description. It\nfelt as if her flesh was being burned from her bones. Sweat drenched her costume\nas she lay in the power of the man who had captured her. What was his motive in\nsetting such a clever trap? Did he intend to ransom her? Had he captured her\njust for bragging rights? Or was he working for someone else? And while she was\nin his power what would he do with her?
\n“Please, she gasped, “the pain. I can’t stand the pain.” Kryptonite was a brutal\nsubstance. Not only did it render her helpless and inflict terrible agony, but\nit also robbed her of her will to resist, turning her into a sniveling weakling.
\n“Crying like a little girl,” sneered the man in black. “Well, we can’t have\nthat, at least not now. There will be plenty of time for you to make noise\nlater.”
\n“Please,” Kara moaned again. “Pl…Mmmpph!” A fowl smelling rag was thrust into\nher mouth. She tried to spit it out, but the man grabbed her shoulder-length\nhair and jerked her head back.
\n“Mmmmppphh! Mmmmppphhh!” Kara protested. Panic inundated her as the rag was\nshoved deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat. For a few seconds she was\nsure that she was going to suffocate. The man tied the gag in place with another\npiece of cloth. Obviously he had come prepared for this, but not so obviously\nthat Kara would have noticed if she had searched him. All she would have found\nwere two rather dirty handkerchiefs and a short length of cord.
\nBound and gagged and in terrible pain, Kara lay helpless, tears and sweat\nstreaming down her face. “Alright,” said the man. “Now you’re coming with me.”\nHe pulled a brightly glowing green object from its hiding place slid it into a\ndull metal tube. Almost immediately the pain diminished and Kara felt her\nstrength return. Actually she felt some of her strength return. Enough that she\ncould get to her feet when the man pulled on her hair. He pushed her forward and\nKara stumbled in the gloom. Without her superpowers her sight was no better than\naverage and she no longer had any X-ray vision. The upper reaches of the vault\nwere almost completely dark, and it was with difficulty that she was able to\nmake her way through the gloom to the stairway that led to the lower floor.
\nStumbling and falling several times, only the fact that the thug who held her\nkept a grip on her hair saved her from tumbling the entire length of the\nstaircase. By the time they reached the bottom she was almost weeping in fear\nand frustration. Captured again. And marched off to face humiliation and pain at\nthe hands of some sadistic criminal. A large tear rolled down her face and fell\nto the dust of the church floor as they reached the last step. What was going to\nbecome of her?
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