Three defeated helpless superheroines and the fragments of Wonder Woman's costume littered the large open space beyond the crystalline statues in MegaWoman's "Temple of Conquests." Powergirl was the most clearly out of commission as she had taken the brunt of the fight against MegaWoman. PG's toes had nearly reached the floor as her legs dangled backward and her back bent painfully. She had just about peeled away from the wall but her face was still planted on the floor along with the front of her elegantly slender neck and the flat upper portion of her chest which nor bore most of the weight of her still massively muscled superhuman body allowing her previously compressed breasts to rebound to their normal shape. Her short blonde hair hung down in sweat drenched shagginess. A small pool of blood on the floor was being fed by an unseen injury. Motionless - except for the slow gravity induced slide down the wall - Powergirl had never been beaten so badly.
Wonder Woman was in little better shape than PG. Still unconscious from the impact of her head against the wall she was sprawled on her back - deathly still. Her tiara and one of her thigh high red boots were laying on the floor between Diana and Powergirl while her magic girdle - the source of Wonder Woman's powers - was closer to the only one of the three heroines who was conscious....SuperBecca!
Becca surveyed the scene - her body quivering from lack of energy and from the cold that had begun to creep through the "temple" following MegaWoman's departure. "We....we were no match for ....her", thought Becca is desperation, "Earth's three.....mightiest heroines.....she whipped us like we were nothin'! So...weak! My super powers are totally exhausted. Never...felt this..feeble. Gotta try...to do something! I'm.....i'm...ssss..upergirrrrrlllll......ooohhhhh!" The non-super Becca wavered as if even thinking about taking action was too much for her in her current condition. "Can't give....up," she said, now out loud. "Must do somethin'. Get to Diana...her magic girdle."
Knowing better than to try and stand, SuperBecca slowly began to crawl across the increasingly icy-cold floor towards Wonder Woman's motionless form. Becca's bare thighs, belly, chest and arms were beginning to turn blue from the cold as her skimpy, makeshift - and mispositioned - outfit provided little protection as she slowly struggled to slide towards Diana. Only her lower legs were warm - still clad in the tight black boots left her by MegaWoman - but the boots would eventually have to go, she thought, as balancing on their high heels was far beyond her present ability.
After what seemed like forever, Becca had finally drug herself across the few meters that had separated her from Diana's magic power-giving girdle. Grasping it as firmly as her trembling hand could possibly do, Becca continued to slowly move towards Wonder Woman. WW showed no signs of movement - lying frightfully still in the position and condition in which MegaWoman had left her. As Becca finally neared Diana, she wondered how she could get the girdle around the Amazon's waist without Diana's help. She grasped Diana's shoulders and shook her - albeit weakly - but to no avail. Becca called Diana's name and continued to shake the still powerful looking shoulders but Wonder Woman remained oblivious to her presence. Coming close to giving up hope, Becca struck WW across the face - still no movement, no awareness, no Diana!
"If I can only....get the girdle on her...." stammered SuperBecca. "Maybe her powers will snap her out of this! Gotta lift her up....slide beneath...." Just hoisting the Amazon's body a few inches took every ounce of strength Becca could muster. Her arms cried out from the strain. "Dammit, Diana," Becca thought, "all your muscle sure is ....UUUGGGGHHHH...heavy to be so useless..... GGGRROOAAANNNNNNN!" Finally Becca managed to get the girdle slipped under Wonder Woman and released Diana's body, which thudded back to the floor. Still no signs of consciousness from Diana. Becca tugged with all her might to pull the golden belt under Diana's body so that she could fully wrap it around her waist. The girdle was on backwards, fastening across Diana's still remarkably well-defined "six-pack" of abdominal muscles. Upon fastening the girdle across Wonder Woman's belly, Becca nearly collapsed across the Amazon's belly herself - the strain on her depleted super body had been that great. Catching her self on pain wracked arms, Becca managed to stabilize her upper body and then sit back on her heels to see if Diana's powers and her awareness would return. She prayed that they would as only the magnificent Amazon had been spared much of a fight against MegaWoman today and so she was the heroines' only realistic hope of escape!
TO BE CONTNUED