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Glory
Girl
Episode
Eleven:
Family
Tangles
by Alias
the Rat
Part
One
The caucasian
woman clad in pale blue leotards and navy blue cowl and cape crouched low
in the alley. She waved her hand and a small cloud of vapor formed in the
air, then slowly water dripped from the cloud into her cupped palm. She bent
down and slid her other hand under the head of a young red-haired mulatto
girl who lay unconscious on the pavement. The water from the cupped palm
was sprinkled in the light brown face of the girl, who wore a red domino
mask and red and yellow tights. "Osirus, please wake up. He may be here any
minute and..." The crimson-clad girl groaned and her eyes opened. "Ohhh...
Mom, what happened?" The lady in blue hugged her daughter and then admonished
her. "Kazluck blasted you with a force beam. I warned you to keep your flame
shield up. When are you going to learn to be careful!" Osirus sighed. "I'm
sorry, Mom. I'm still new at this. You're the heroine who always knows just
what to do. I'm trying to do this right, but I just can't always remember
all the right things to do." Her mother's answer was cut off as the ground
rumbled. Aquaina, famous heroine who battled injustice in the streets of
Granite City, stood and waved her arms. She faced the approaching villain,
mist and sheets of ice and water swirling in the air around her. Kazluck
entered the alley and held aloft the Staff of Power that was multiplying
his abilities far beyond the usual levels. Aquaina maintained her fluid shields,
and stood between the attacker and her daughter. Firehair had exceptional
powers of her own, but she was still training in their use and was not prepared
to stand up against Kazluck, even when he wasn't using the Staff. Aquaina
blasted columns of boiling steam, rock hard bullets of ice and swirling mist
at her old enemy, but her attacks were brushed away by the mage's enhanced
shields. Kazluck stepped forward and smashed through the blue-clad woman's
defenses. His hand went up and touched her forehead. He spoke a single word,
and Aquaina screamed in pain as the mind attack pierced her brain. She stiffened,
and her eyes turned glowing blood red. The mage laughed as he pulled the
heroine close. She looked up into his eyes and spoke. "What is your wish,
master." Kazluck laughed again, then spoke. "Ah, my new slave. We shall travel
to a place where there is someone I want you to kill."
The Mage
waved the Staff over his head, uttered a phrase, and a shimmering yellow
circle appeared in the air nearby. He put his hand on Aquaina's shoulder,
and they stepped towards the magic portal. Firehair watched the Mage of
Malevolence step into the yellow circle and disappear. And she saw her mother,
possessed by their worst enemy, proceed side-by-side with him. Osirus began
to panic. The portal could lead anywhere or anywhen. Someone had to go after
them and bring her mother back. She put her hand to the small plastic disc
that was glued to her head just behind her right ear. She tapped it, but
the communicator was dead. A side effect from the blast that hit her before.
She had to get ahold of the World Justice Alliance. They would send someone
who could take on the mage and rescue her mother. But she couldn't get in
touch with them now and... Osirus looked with horror as the portal began
to close. Mom would be totally lost if no one... Firehair gritted her teeth
and stood up. Someone had to go after them, and she was the only one there.
She lept into the portal and vanished.
Part
Two
She landed
in the same alley. The portal hadn't worked! She had lost her mother... but
then she saw at the end of the alley a vehicle zip by. She'd only seen it
for an instant, but she could of sworn it was an old internal combustion
vehicle, like those she'd seen in the museums. Then she saw more of them!
Where was she? She looked up and saw the Atherton building, and realized
she was still in Granite City. But large chunks of the skyline were all wrong.
A newspaper was on the ground nearby. She snatched it up and looked at it.
It was dated 2008! She had traveled almost fifty years into the past. And
then she saw the picture on the front page. It was an action pose of Glory
Lady! Firehair was stunned to think she was back near the turn of the century,
in the early days of the historic Granite City heroine's career.
But it could
not be a coincidence that this was where the portal had brought her. If Kazluck
had seized Aquaina and traveled back to Granite City of 2008, then Glory
Lady was probably his target! Firehair felt a cold lump in the pit of her
stomach as she realised her mom had been brought back here, trapped by the
mind control of the villain, to perform the murder! The Mage would find something
that twisted just to his liking. Osirus now realised that she had to rescue
her mother before she was forced to kill... But to do so, she had to reach
Glory Lady and warn her of the threat. How could she do that? The heroine
could be anywhere. The Mage was probably searching, but he had his magics,
augmented by the staff to help him find the woman he wanted to kill. Osiris
only had her powers of flame, and was not totally trained to use them. Still
in the alley, the young heroine suddenly saw a vehicle with police markings
pull up alongside the end of alley. She ducked behind a dumpster. If the
lawmen saw her, they might ask questions, and she didn't know what she would
tell them. She had been going to World Justice Alliance Headquarters for
training with Star Warrior for some time, and several of their sessions had
covered the dangers of time travel. Bad things happened if people in the
past found out about their future, and she could not just tell the lawmen
she was a time traveler. Either they wouldn't believe her, or she would be
asked questions she shouldn't answer. She had to think of a story to explain
why she was here, and she was a lousy liar.
Then she
overheard the communications device in the vehicle bark out a message. "All
cars in the vicinity... 415 in progress at First National Bank and Trust...
Suspects are six individuals, all wearing Halloween themed masks and costumes...
Update: suspects have fled the bank in a gray van..." Osirus had a hunch
that this information was important. She glanced back at the newspaper. The
tattered front page was dated October 30th. If that meant today was the 31st...
Oh my god... The facts all clicked into place as she suddenly knew exactly
where Glory Lady was going! Growing up, she had a collection of scrapbooks
with clippings of the stories about the heroine and her time in Granite City.
She'd read those scrapbooks and the others she had about famous heroines
over and over, because she knew that, like Glory Lady had done, she was going
to grow up and follow in her Mom's footsteps as a crime-fighter. She remembered
one news story very clearly. On the last day of October in 2008, Glory Lady,
who was known as Glory Girl back then, had her first encounter with the Holiday
Gang. This group of crooks would show off by doing their crimes on holidays
with the capers themed to the type of holiday. They dressed as Santa and
elves and tried to rob a jewelry exchange on Christmas Eve. Dressed as French
aristocrats they broke in to steal a exhibit of French masterpieces on loan
at the Granite City Art Pavilion on Bastille Day. Wait, she thought, those
were things they would do in the years to come. Time travel was really
confusing!
But today,
right now, Osiris knew from what she'd read in her scrapbooks that the Holiday
gang was fleeing to their hideout, a warehouse on Canal Street. And they
didn't know that Glory Lady, ooops, Glory Girl, had spotted them and
was right on their tail. She caught them in the warehouse, took out the lot,
and turned the gang in. So all that Firehair had to do was get to that warehouse
and tell Rebecca Belham... Oh, geez... what was she going to tell
her?
Part
Three
Becky Hooper,
in her costume as Glory Girl, was at that instant sneaking up to the side
entrance of that warehouse. After she happened by when the gang were rushing
out of the bank, she had followed the gang's van and watched where they went.
She hoped she could round up these guys quickly. She was still sore in a
few spots from the pounding she'd gotten when she was miniaturized at the
engagement party a few days ago. As she pulled open the door and went into
the building, she suddenly felt something heavy crack her on her head and
it knocked her out. She didn't think she was out long, but as she came too,
she gasped. She was lying face up on a tabletop, with her arms and legs pulled
out and securely tied. A man in a Dracula costume looked down at her and
chuckled. "Well, if it isn't Granite City's famous hero bitch, Glory Twat.
You're gonna regret following us, but we're gonna have a hell of a good time.
Boys, let's have a little celebration to mark our first successful caper!"
He reached down and grabbed her blouse, pulling and tearing the front away
to reveal her chest. Another of the thieves came to the table and began to
cup and squeeze Becky's right breast. "Hey boss, she's got a sweet pair of
tits." The Dracula grabbed her other breast and similarly mangled it. Becky
grimaced, and seethed in anger at her stupidty in stumbling into a trap.
She was tied down with six horny bastards staring at her and drooling. She
should have called in the cops before she came in here, but she got cocky
and thought she could check the place out by herself. Dumb. Now there was
nobody who could get her out of this mess.
Except there
was somebody. Osiris was outside the building, on a fire escape where she
could look in through a grime-streaked window to get a chance to finally
to see the famous Glory Lady in action against these thugs. Rebecca looked
like she was in a bad way, but the heroine would certainly be able to...
Firehair gasped. The head scum, the one dressed as Dracula, had dropped his
pants and was climbing up on Rebecca, ripping away at her skirt and panties.
Firehair's mouth hung open as she gradually came to understand that her hero
was in deep shit. And Glory Lady didn't seem to be able to get out of her
mess. As the truth of the situation finally dawned on her, Firehair burst
into action. She dove through the window, burst into flame and soared through
the warehouse. Low level firebursts spun out and knocked down the crooks,
and a couple of tight tendrils of flame slashed out and cut the ropes holding
Becky down. Freed, Glory Girl pushed back the man as his cock was about to
enter her cunt. Given room, she kicked him in the crotch and sent him crashing
back to the floor. The flaming rescuer landed next to her and spoke. "Glory
Lady, are you all right?" Becky looked around and tried to pull together
the tattered remnants of her outfit. "I am now. Thanks for the rescue. Who
are you?"
Osiris paused.
What exactly was she going to tell her? After all, she was... Osiris suddenly
noticed one of the men had gotten to his feet and was leveling a handgun
at the women. "GRANDMA! Duck!" As Becky dove for the floor, a full force
flame blast erupted towards the thug as he fired his gun at her. The bullet
got halfway to its target before being vaporized. In an instant, the thug
was also knocked backwards by the blast of heat. The burst of air sent him
crashing into a wall. Rebecca brought up her head and saw what had happened,
checked out that the other five men were all still out, and then turned her
head to Firehair with a look of puzzled amazement. "Wh... what did you call
me?" Her rescuer's shoulders slumped as she knew she'd blown it. "Well...
my name is Osiris Kane and I'm your grand-daughter. I come from far in the
future in pursuit of the most evil mage of my time who came back here with
a magically enslaved minion to... to kill
you." Becky's mouth dropped at
the story and she she shook her head. "That is the most impossible story
I have ever heard. There is no way you can make me believe that load of
horse-hockey!" But Osiris did know one way to convince her. The redhead brought
her hand to her throat and concentrated. On her neck appeared a delicate
chain of silver beads and semi-precious stones, the necklace of Dasaina.
It was a certain sign that the young woman was a priestess of the native
american diety, just like Rebecca was. And if only women in her family line
were priestesses... Osiris spoke. "I am the oldest daughter of your oldest
daughter. And... and it gets worse." Becky quizzical expression indicated
she wanted to know how it possibly could, and Firehair continued. "Kazluck
got his hands on a Staff of Power that increases his magic to a much higher
level. He captured and enslaved the mind of a heroine of my time and has
brought her here with him. He probably wants her to be the one who kills
you. She is Aquaina, the Mistress of Water and Mist. She is a powerful heroine
who... who is my mother." Glory Girl staggered back a step and again had
her mouth hanging open. "Your mo... she's my daughter? And she's been
brought here to kill me? WHY? Why does this guy go to all this trouble to
do this?" Firehair replied. "For years you fought against a terrorist called
Arakim Daraba, and eventually you finally captured
him. In prison, he made enemies, and one of them knifed him in the shower.
After he died, his son, Kazluck Daraba swore vengeance and has fought you
and Mom over and over ever since. It's a family
feud."
Part Four
The
evil mage from the future stood on a rooftop in downtown Granite City. He
stared out at the skyline, fascinated at the differences from the city he
knew in his time. By his side stood the heroine he had ensnared with his
enhanced magic. She had battled him for years, and he had been nearly captured
dozens of times. But now he had her. Totally. "Slave, do you agree to follow
any order I give you, no matter what I ask you to?" Aquaina answered, in
dull, listless voice that was shallow and empty. "Yes, master." Kazluck smiled.
Now for his slave to kill that damned Glory Lady. Then Aquainia would never
even be born. All the future would be different. But first... "Slave, remove
your costume." Without any hesitation, she peeled off her leotard and cape
and dropped them to the rooftop. She peeled off her mask and stood naked
in front of her worst enemy. He moved to stand behind her, and his arms wrapped
around her body while he squeezed and pinched her breasts. She did not respond
to the assault, remaining still. "Unleash your emotions, slave. React to
your humiliation!" With this order, Aquaina's body stirred and the red glow
in her eyes faded. Barbara Belham Kane's mind cleared slightly, and she gasped
at the horror of her situation. She struggled, but the wizard's arms held
her tight. Her mind had cleared somewhat, but she still fought to control
her body. "Damn you, you bastard! Take your hands off me!" But her stuggles
were weak, and the villain pushed at her until she bent forward at the waist
and her legs were forced apart. He murmured a mystic chant and although her
mind was aware of her surroundings, she felt her unseen bindings pull at
her wrists, waist and ankles, holding her in the vulnerable position. One
of Kazluck's hands rested on her back as the other hand guided his erect
cock into her pussy. She felt the shame and pain of his entry into her body
as he started to rape her. He smiled, as this action was something he had
wanted to do to her for so long...
In thinking
over the strange situation that had come to be, Becky was struggling to find
a way to cope with all she had learned. "Alright, Osiris, I guess I believe
you. We can contact the Justice League and try to get some magical help to..."
Firehiar reacted with a look of shock. "NO! We can't get anyone else involved
in this. Star Warrior, my teacher at the WJA instructed me that disturbing
the time line can be totally horrible. We can't let more people know what
is going on!" Rebecca stared at the young time traveller and began to get
angry. "Osiris, SCREW THE TIME LINE! You said this guy and... and your mom
are out to kill me, changing all kinds of the history of your world. If we
don't do something, problems in the time line will be stacked higher than
shit. We need help. If this is big time magic, I'm just a street brawler,
how do you think I can handle it?" Firehair waved her arms around above her
head. "Grandma, you can handle him, you're Glory Lady, for chrissake!
Rebecca stared
at her descendant and fought to calm her anger. The kid was almost her age,
but obviously not used to being in a crisis. Becky knew she would have been
just as badly panicked if something like this had hit her a year ago. But
she had been though a few nasty situations and she'd fought alongside Batgirl
and Wonder Woman. They had shown her the value of remaining calm in a crisis
and allowing reason to help tackle the problem. She was now better equipped
to do this. And she had to support her inexperienced partner, shouting at
her wasn't going to help. And help was what they needed. Glory Girl knew
she wasn't the heroine her grand-daughter thought she was. At least not yet.
But Becky did worry about messing up the course of history if she screwed
up. What good would it do stop the Mage only to cause terrible problems for
her daughter and grand-daughter? "Alright, Osiris, I'll have to do something,
but we will keep this as low-key as possible. And stop calling me grandma.
I'm not ready to hear that yet. Just call me Becky." Firehair nodded. Rebecca
wondered who she could contact for help. Magic was way out of her normal
course of action. At the assembly up in the JLA watchtower after she'd been
cleared of murder charges, she had spoken briefly with Zatanna, but she had
no idea how to get in touch with her. She didn't think going through J'onn
J'onzz would be a good idea.
He would want to go into details of what the problem was. She could contact
Supergirl... No, that wouldn't work. Kara had mentioned that magic was her
worst vulnerability. Becky groaned, wishing she knew what to do. And then
it came to her. "Firehair, when you get into trouble and need help, who's
the first one you think of?" Osiris, with a puzzled expression, stammered,
"Well, I would go to my Mom for help. But we can't do that here. She's the
one..." Glory Girl smiled. "You can't, but I can! We're going to my
house!"
On the rooftop
downtown, Kazluck motioned his fingers and his victim screamed in anguish
as she was molested and raped over and over by the sadistic mage. As he plunged
his cock into her once again, he let the control of her senses ease back
to listen to her cries from the pain and humiliation he was inflicting on
her. The door to the rooftop burst open and a pair of police officers came
out and stood, their weapons trained. "Get off that woman, buddy! Don't try
anything or we'll put a couple of bullets through that sick head of yours."
Kazluck ignored them, and pumped a couple more times into Aquaina which resulted
in his cock ejaculating deep into her. Then he looked over at the cops and
spat a single word at them. Black snake-like tendrils appeared out of the
air and wrapped around the arms, legs and torsos of the men and constricted
tighter and tighter. The officers died painfully as their chests were crushed.
The mage did not even watch, as he went back to raping his mortal enemy once
again. Finally satisfied, Kazluck lifted the staff and pictured his family's
worst enemy, Glory Lady, in his mind. He spoke enchantments and let magic
energy wash out over the city, searching for the person he so wanted to kill.
The magical search should be able to find her easily, and then he would change
history forever!
Part
Five
Osiris rode
on the back of Rebecca's motorcycle, leaning forward to yell in her grandmother's
ear. "Wow, these things make a lot of noise! It's sort of like a hoverboard,
skimming along the ground." The two roared along and soon arrived in the
alley behind Becky's house. She pulled her bike into the garage
and they walked into the back
door of the house. Becky cried out, "Mom! Are you here?" Donna walked into
the kitchen and noticed the red-clad heroine. "Yes, Becky, who's your friend?"
Osiris was staring at Donna Hooper with her mouth hanging wide open. She
murmured, "Oh wow.... the Shady Lady herself! I read through your scrapbooks
over and over, but I never expected to really meet you!" Donna took a step
back and turned to look at her daughter. "Becky! Did you tell her my identity?
Why would you..." Rebecca sighed. "No, Mom, I didn't tell her. She already
knew because... Oh, geez... She's from the future and she's my grand-daughter."
Now Donna was reduced to staring back at Firehair, totally astonished by
what she'd been told. She finally pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down.
"My God, Becky! I fought crime for fifteen years before I retired, and in
all that time I never saw half the weird stuff you have been through in your
short time in costume!" Becky and Osiris sat down and went over everything
that had lead up to this crisis. Donna pondered what they told her, then
spoke. "Becky, you are right. We have to keep the time line from getting
messed up, but we also have to keep all of history from being changed if
you get killed before your daughter is even born. After you and Arnie got
married, I guess it would have been my job to pester you about grandkids.
It's weird that you have a grandchild before I do! Against magic, you have
to use magic. Trouble is that mages are notorious for keeping hidden away,
and they are very hard to get in touch with. Doctor Fate, Ibis the Invincible
or Doctor Strange would really be handy here, but they aren't in the phone
book. And who was that nice young lady we met up on the Watchtower?" Becky
replied. "That was Zatanna, Mom. But I don't have any way to get in touch
with her without going through the JLA." Donna considered. "If that is your
only option, go for it. Get ahold of J'onn J'onzz and explain to him you
need to get in touch with one of the mages we mentioned and tell him it is
a secret matter that you can't discuss with him. I am sure, after the contacts
you have had with him in the past, that he will
understand."
Rebecca took
the phone and called the contact number she had for the Justice League. As
usual, it rang and she at once heard the voice of the Martian. "Hello Rebecca.
Is there a problem?" Becky paused before she answered. The Martian Manhunter
was most valuable to the JLA as a master planner. He was the one who could
evaluate a situation and logically think out the proper response. He could
consider the League members available and calculate who was needed. But he
would also be the worst person to reveal anything about the time paradox.
Anything he found out would be analyzed, and J'onn would postulate future
events, giving him dangerous knowledge about events to come. Becky thought
she had better avoid telling him anything about the situation. "Ahhh... yes
J'onn, I need some help to fight a magician, but I can't tell you the details.
It just has to be kept a secret for... for a good reason. Can you get me
in touch with Zatanna, Doctor Strange, Ibis or Doctor Fate?" Now the Martian
Manhunter paused before speaking. "If you feel this is needed, Glory Girl,
I trust your judgement. I only have direct contact with Zatanna. How serious
is the problem? If need be I can arrange the transporters to shift her to
your location. Or would you like to speak to her first?" Becky replied. "Well,
it's pretty bad here. Could you just ask her to help us and if she can, send
her here?" J'onn J'onzz agreed, and hung up. Rebecca told the others that
help was going to be on the way.
Wearing a
black pants suit, Zatanna Zatara was sitting at a table a nice cozy restaurant
in Paris with a friend when her cellphone played a little tune. She picked
it up and glanced at the caller identification before speaking. "Excuse me,
I have to take this. It's J'onn at the Watchtower and may be important."
Her friend who was dressed in a crimson dress and short black cape nodded.
"Hello John, is there a situation? I see... she didn't give any details?
Well that was unusual. If you think it may be important, give me a few minutes
to pay the check here and then you can transport me to her location. Wait
a minute." The JLA magician spoke to her friend. "I've been asked to help
a young lady who says she needs help to oppose a magical threat. Would you
like to come along?" The woman in scarlet smiled and nodded. "Sure, Zee,
I may as well. Otherwise I'll just sit here wondering what you were doing."
Zatanna resumed speaking into the phone. "My friend is willing to go along,
so that will be two at this table to be transported." She hung up, counted
out enough cash on the table to cover their meal and a generous tip, and
waited for the teleportation unit to engage. Soon the two women were wrapped
in light, shimmered and vanished. The handsome young Frenchman who had finally
gotten up the nerve to approach their table and attempt to hit on the two
lovely ladies sighed, and decided he would always regret not moving
faster.
On the rooftop
in downtown Granite City, Kazluck was unhappy. His mystic search still had
not had any success finding the location of Glory Lady. Could she be out
of the city right now? The person he pictured in his mind would have been
traced down no matter where... Kazluck suddenly realised a mistake he had
made in his efforts. He had pictured the mature, older Glory Lady in his
mind when he sent out his magical search. The woman was younger, and a different
person in this time period. He was searching for a version of her that did
not yet exist! He concentrated and remembered her as she was very early in
her career. Within moments he knew where she was. He clamped down his control
over the mind of Aquaina and ordered her to get dressed. Barbara's teary
eyes hardened and again glowed with the red
energy.
Part
Six
Two forms
appeared in the Hooper living room as the JLA transporters brought the women
to the scene. As soon as they appeared, each of them used an enchantment
to transform their clothes into their familiar costumes. Zee suddenly stood
in top hat, white bustioer and black coat and tails, and black fishnet stockings.
Her companion now wore a red one piece swimsuit over pink tights, a long
red cape, and a red cloth tiara that framed her face and her curly red hair.
Zatanna reached out her hand to Rebecca and shook it. "Hi, Glory Girl. J'onn
didn't pass much backround to us. This is my friend, Wanda Maximoff, also
known as the Scarlet Witch. She volunteered to help." Rebecca reached over
and shook the hand of the famed sorceress from New York. "Wow, thanks for
coming. Well, the reason I asked for help... Ok, what is going on is that
this young lady, Firehair, is from the future. She came to warn me that a
big powerful warlock from the future has come back in time to attack me.
And he has working for him a heroine whose mind he has taken over." Wanda
gave off a whistle. "Wow, that sounds pretty intense." Glory Girl coughed.
"Ummm. There's more. The mesmerized lacky is my daughter. And Firehair is
my grand-daughter." Becky turned to point at Firehair, and when she did she
noticed the girl was backing away, fear in her eyes. Becky asked, "Osiris!
What's the matter!" The red-haired young woman pointed at Zatanna."Oh no
- you should not have brought her here! She hates me!" Zatanna was puzzled.
"I... what? How could I hate you, I never met you before." Osiris pondered
this. "Oh, that's right. It's not until the problem with Zalane that I..."
Becky broke in. "Wait a minute... who the hell is Zalane? What are you talking
about?" Osiris hung her head and mumbled. "Well, Zalane was my prom date
in high school. He was majoring in mystic arts, and asked me out. But at
the prom, somebody spiked the punch and we were both got kind of wasted.
In the ride home, we got close, and suddenly all my clothes disappeared.
Just then we got to my house and when I got out, Dad and Mom saw me and freaked
out. Zalane claimed I took off my clothes and was trying to seduce him. His
parents believed him and took his side. So did she... she's his grandmother.
And since then our families have been furious at each other." Becky hung
her head and sighed. Nobody had ever told her anything about the dangers
of time travel, but she knew she would never say stuff this stupid. If the
girl had just kept all this to herself, it never would have been a problem.
Zatanna was standing there with her mouth agape. "M... my grandson?" Wanda
was looking back and forth at everyone and trying to take in the conflict
she'd found herself a part of...
Donna Hooper
burst forth with an angry cry. "Hey, people! We can't argue amongst ourselves
about something that hasn't even happened yet. Osiris! Will you please stop
chattering about future events to us? This information about the future is
not helping, only making problems with the timeline. Limit your comments
to getting us informed about this Kazluck and Aquaina, your mother. We have
to stop him and try to incapacitate her without hurting her. Zatanna, don't
worry about your decendants. If we don't succeed here, the future will be
so different that anything Firehair describes will no longer come to be."
Zatanna looked at Donna and nodded. Osiris stared over at the Shady Lady.
She recognized that resolve and take-control attitude, she'd seen it in her
mother and her grandmother time and again. They always knew what to do, and
what to say to inspire the people they were working with. She saw that it
was the kind of work ethic that she had to strive for. "Yes, Maa'm. Sorry.
Kazluck uses gestures and incantations to throw bolts of magical energy around.
Those Mom and Grandma could handle pretty well. But recently he broke into
the Justice League Museum and stole a Shaft of Power that was part of a special
display. It uses stellar power to focus energy, and with it his power has
been enhanced greatly. His attacks are tougher, and he has bolstered his
protective shields. He just shrugs off attacks and blasts back with nasty
effects. He knocked out my mom's defenses and touched her forehead. With
a simple phrase he broke down her will power and made her his puppet. She
now is his willing slave." Zatanna whistled. "Sounds like a real problem.
If Wanda and I attack him, can you try to hold off your mother?" Osiris nodded.
"I... I'll try."
Wanda Maximoff
suddenly spoke. "They're coming. I can sense powerful magic approaching."
The group dashed out to the back yard, and scanned the sky. Rebecca pointed
to the east. "There!" The women looked up and saw the two attackers swooping
towards them. From the blue-clad woman, a blast of jagged ice steaked towards
Glory Girl. Rebecca gasped as the icicles stabbed at her, but the attack
passed straight through her without harm. Donna Hooper had grabbed her daughter's
arm, and with concentration, was able to extend her power to become immaterial
over to both figures. Zatanna and Scarlet Witch murmured enchantments and
sent magic shooting into the sky at the mage, while Firehair's heat and flame
were directed at her mother. Kazluck stopped the attacks that were coming
at him, but he did stagger back a mite. He was not expecting the opposition
of two powerful magic-users. Aquaina also was pushed back by her daughter's
attack. Extreme heat had always affected her powers all her life, but she
fought back, totally under the influence of the evil mage. She used moisture
and mist to block Osiris' attacks and struck out to knock down her daughter.
Sensing a telepathic command from Kazluck, she spun and shot a blast of liquid
at Zatanna. Concentrating on her attack on the mage, Zee was surrounded by
the fluids and dropped to the ground. Kazluck sent enhanced magical bursts
at Wanda and she suddenly was being pushed back by pressure and pain.
Zatanna was
on the ground, twitching and struggling as Rebecca and Donna reached her.
She was gagging and coughing, with liquid dribbling from her throat. Becky
was horrified. "Mom, she's drowning! Her lungs must be full of water!" The
Shady Lady bent down and wrapped her arms around Zee and concentrated. The
two women suddenly became transparent for a few moments and then returned
to normal. Zatanna was still coughing, but also taking in air in big gulps.
Becky was puzzled. "What happened?" Donna looked up. "I transformed her into
gas, except for the fluid in her lungs, then I brought her back after the
water had dropped away. She still is suffering from the damage to her throat
and lungs." As they did this, Wanda and Kazluck were battling back and forth,
and Firehair struggled to hold off her mother. Osiris had seen Zatanna go
down when she had failed to fight hard enough against Aquaina's attacks.
The young redhead knew she could not allow that to happen again. Her bursts
of fire and heat became more intense and hotter. She had been holding back
as she faced her own mother. She could not afford to do that anymore. But
still, a blast of mist and fluids shot past her at Glory Girl. Rebecca saw
the attack coming. But in an instant, she saw that if she ducked to the side,
the blast would hit her mom, who was helping Zatanna. So she turned and braced
herself, and let the attack hit her. She felt the cold penetrate her body
and winced from the pain. Practically any other person might have died from
the shock of such an attack, but one thing saved Rebecca. The priestesses
of Dasiana were tempered by their diety to resist heat and cold. They could
stand up to this kind of attack better than most. So Becky was able to shrug
off the deadly attack. But nearby, Wanda Maximoff had an attack slip through
her defenses. A bolt of power smashed into her left arm and shredded the
flesh, cracked the bones. She screamed as she felt the nerves of her arm
suffer. But she stood there, put up her right arm and continued to fight.
Then a second attack hit her and knocked her back to the ground. Aquaina
tried to swing around and send another attack, but a blast from Firehair
knocked her back and sent her smacking to the ground. Kazluck turned and
faced Glory Girl. full of hatred towards his long-time foe. He raised his
hands and stood ready to blast at Rebecca. Becky looked at the scene and
knew she had to resist the attack. Not just for herself, but for her daughter
and grand-daughter whose existence depended on her. She looked at the attacker
standing across the yard and screamed at him. "NO!" She stamped her foot
on the ground and clenched her fists. As she did so, the ground shook and
rumbled. A fissure in the earth appeared, running from where she stood directly
to where he was. Behind him, a section of the garage collapsed. He staggered
back, fell over and the golden shaft flew from his hand. Becky was shocked
to see a look of fear in his eyes. Aquaina spun in place and swooped over
to the man who controlled her. En route she grabbed up the staff and carried
it back to him. As he reached for it, another magic pulse from the Scarlet
Witch's right hand blasted him. So the mage and his entranced minion suddenly
flew up and sped off to the west.
Part
Seven
Wanda hurried
over to the side of her friend. "How is Zee doing? She looked terrible when
she went down." Donna was holding Zatanna. "She is still in very bad shape.
She can barely get enough air in her lungs, as those and her throat are badly
damaged. She can't say anything. We need to get her to a hospital." The Witch
replied. "The JLA Watchtower would be best. They have the best emergency
care facilities for their members who are hurt, and the transporter can get
her there in an instant." Rebecca looked at Wanda's injuries. "Your arm looks
pretty bad. We'll get both of you out of here..." The red-clad mage shook
her head. "No, just get me some bandages and I'll stay here. He'll be back
and you'll need me." Rebecca looked at the blood dripping from the hand of
the woman, whose left arm was hanging limp at her side. She wanted to argue
with the lady, but she knew that they probably did need her. She wondered
if the next attack would be worse.
Firehair
suddenly pointed south and yelled, "Someone's coming!" Osiris raised her
arms, ready to blast out at the approaching figure. But Becky glanced up
and quickly stepped over to put a hand on her grand-daughter's shoulder.
"Wait, it's someone to help." Becky felt relief as the man in a red, white
and blue costume landed amongst the debris of the yard. Mr. Patriot glanced
about and was relieved to see both his wife and daughter appeared unhurt.
"Punkin, what the heck is going on here? I was at police headquarters when
the reports came in of a major battle in this neighborhood. Who are all these
people and what happened?" Before Becky answered her dad, she pulled out
a cell phone and called the JLA. "J'onn, this situation has developed into
a serious mess. Zatanna is down and badly hurt. Please transport her to your
med facility. No, I'm sorry. I can't tell you anyting about what we are up
against. Have you been able to contact any of the others I asked about? Ohhh...
Please keep trying to get them..." Rebecca thought about asking for more
help. But who would they get who... She suddenly knew just who they needed.
She mentioned a name to J'onn and begged him to contact her and get her there
as soon as possible. The Martian Manhunter paused a few seconds, obviously
not pleased that Glory Girl was holding back information. "Very well, I will
contact her and transport her to your locality. But I don't see why you would
want her in this situation. She is rather young and unfocused in her efforts
and I..." Becky broke in on J'onn's words. "Yes, I know, but, I just have
to do this." Becky turned to her Dad and tried to fill him in on the situation.
She introduced him to Zatanna even as the magician shimmered and vanished,
then to the Scarlet Witch and Osiris. Pat Hooper was a little stunned at
learning about Firehair and the other pair of travelers from the future,
but he concentrated on the problem at hand and put aside understanding all
the amazing events for later when there would be time to think. Donna got
a bedsheet and tore it into long strips that she wrapped around the damaged
arm of the Scarlet Witch. Wanda gasped and winced at the pain but hoped if
she kept that arm at her side the pain would not be too distracting for her
to function. Rebecca went over to her grand-daughter. "Osiris, we have to
stop them. You are going to have to fight your mother and... do whatever
you can to stop her. I'm not telling you this to save my life. You have to
save your own existence, and save the life you mother has had so far. She
would want you to do this. She... damn. I don't know anything about her.
I don't even know her name." Osiris looked with amazement at the strain that
showed on her grandmother's face. She was shocked to see that the woman who
had always intimidated her had started out small and learned to be the great
figure she became. "Grandma, her name is Barbara." Rebecca looked up at
Firehair's face and smiled. Of course. She would have named her daughter
after her dearest friend. Now Glory Girl was determined that they had to
succeed. She owed that to her daughter and her grand-daughter. Becky, her
parents and Firehair started scanning the skies, watching for the next attack.
But Pat did glance to the side for a few seconds at the red haired young
heroine. He thought she looked like a really lovely young lady. His
great-grand-daughter, ehh? Wow...
The Scarlet
Witch felt them approach a couple of seconds before the quartet spotted the
pair swooping towards them. Wanda blasted at Kazluck, but his shields deflected
the attack. Firehair sent a plume of flame at Aquaina to slow her and hold
her back, and the Maid of Mist staggered back from the heat. Her attack of
ice pellets and icicles that went at her mother was vaporized before it reached
Glory Girl. The evil mage was stunned a little as Mr. Patriot picked up the
riding lawn-mower from the remains of the garage and flung it at the villain.
Kazluck's shields had been attuned to repel energy and magic, not large,
heavy solid objects. But a blast of magic hit Pat in the chest and threw
him back, right through the side of the house. He landed in the living room,
not really hurt due to his nearly invulnerable costume, but stunned. Firehair
was surrounded by a cloud of vapor, and as she tried to burn it away, she
doubled over in the steam she was caught up in, coughing. Wanda was hit by
a blast from the mage she only partially blocked, and she went down. Kazluck
turned to Glory Girl, and shouted, "At last, you bitch, I have you! Slave,
kill her and eliminate the family of heroines who have always foiled my family's
plans!" Hovering in the air, Aquaina looked over at her mother with her entranced
red eyes and prepared a killing stroke. The Shady Lady tried to run to her
daughter's side, to use her abilities to try to save her. But Kazluck cast
a spell at her and paralyzed her. He could have killed her, but he prefered
that she see her daughter die. An instant before Aquania could react, a blast
of yellow energy stuck her from behind and sent her crashing to the ground.
Kazluck spun to see another young costumed women who had just arrived on
the scene. He brought his Staff of Power up to destroy this new interference.
but the girl held an identical golden shaft that repulsed his attack. Star
Girl cried out, "I don't know who you are, bud, or how you have a duplicate
of my Star Staff, but those are my friends you're beating
on!"
Glory looked
up and smiled. Courtney had gotten there just in time. Rebecca had recognized
the staff that the evil mage was using, having seen it in the hands of Star
Girl several times. Glory Girl had fretted over what to do here. She had
made friends and contacts in the community of costumed heroes. With just
a word, she knew she could have called in a lot of help. But the danger to
the time line would have grown with every person who became aware of what
was going on here. Could she ask people to save her life only to have the
lives of her descendants, and theirs, radically changed? Would some bit of
future information change history and do horrible harm? She could not take
that chance unless she was sure. And with Courtney Whitmore, she was
sure that asking for help was the best course of action. She looked at the
evil Mage from the future battling the young woman and smiled. Star Girl
circled in the sky above Kazluck, and they exchanged blasts of energy, each
trying to take the other out. Kazluck knew magic very well, but he had little
experience with the staff of power. As he tried to merge his magic and the
power of the staff to blast at Star Girl, she blocked and deflected his attacks
easily. She was so used to using her staff that she was able to divert his
attacks and still send blasts towards him. He was struck by the energy over
and over, and finally one knocked him down and sent the staff he held flying.
Star Girl swooped down a grabbed it, then concentrated with both staffs and
sent a jolt twice as powerful through the man that totally knocked him
out.
But as this
was happening, Aquaina had gotten past the guard of her daughter, and a blast
of cold sleet had smashed down Firehair, leaving her on the gound, dazed.
The Maid of the Mist landed in front of Rebecca and grabbed her mother's
arms, holding them tight. Her deep red entranced eyes stared into Rebecca's
eyes and she snarled, "My Master has ordered me to kill you!" As this happened,
the mage was knocked out by Star Girl's attacks, and the red glow in Aquaina's
eyes lessened. She stuggled to concentrate on her task. "I... I have to...
kill you..." Glory Girl was held fast and could not pull herself free. So
she leaned in towards her attack and shouted. "Barbara Belham! YOU STOP THIS
AT ONCE! OR ELSE!" Aquaina's resolve began to melt as the angry voice of
her childhood penetrated the mind control that was wearing off. "Mama? I'm
sorry, I'm sorry!" Then the two women came together and held each other,
both with tears streaming down their faces.
Kazluck was
securely tied up, and Mr. Patriot came back out of the house to find the
women of his family all exchanging embraces as they rejoiced over the victory.
Donna Hooper went over what had happened with Star Girl, who was a little
shocked by the details. "Geez, this guy got my staff in the future and came
back to kill Glory Girl? Wow... that's really freako!" Then Donna and Pat
Hooper spoke with their grand-daughter, pleased to see that Aquaina was such
an exceptional woman. Glory Girl turned to Osiris and brought up something
she wondered about. "What the heck happened when I knocked Kazluck down?
I stamped my foot and the whole back yard shook!" Firehair was puzzled by
the question. "You didn't know...? Grandma, it's your powers. Each of us
have powers from one of the elements of the Goddess Dasaina. I was given
the power of fire, my mom has the power of water. Your mom has powers related
to air, and you are capable of controlling and drawing power from the earth.
You once brought up an explosion of magma from deep down in the earth's crust
to stop an attack by..." Becky put a hand up, palm facing Osiris. "Hold it!
You are saying too much again. I shouldn't know about whatever that is."
Firehair groaned. "Oh geez. You're right. I just keep chattering on, when
I shouldn't. Sorry, Gr... err... Becky." Suddenly a white van pulled up by
the partially demolished garage and Arnie jumped out. "Becky, I heard on
the news about a big conflict going on in your neighborhood. Are you alright?
What happened here?" Before his fiance could answer, Osiris stepped forward
and threw her arms around him. "Gramps! It's good to see you!" Arnie was
stunned and embarrassed to get this attention from a strange young girl right
in front of Rebecca. Becky had to explain to him what was going on, and he
stood there and stared, first at his daughter and then at his grand-daughter
as he tried to come to grips with the bizarre situation.
Part
Eight
Barbara Belham
Kane stood in the backyard and smiled. "Osiris, it's time you and I took
our prisoner back to our time. I heard the chant he used to open the portal.
With his shaft of power, I can duplicate it." Firehair nodded, then went
back over to Rebecca. She wrapped her arms around her grandmother tight,
and didn't want to stop hugging her. She whispered. "I was always a little
terrified around you, Grand... Becky. I never thought I could be the iconic
figure you are in my time. I thought anything I did would never match up
to what you expected me to do. Thanks for giving me a hand and being my friend.
Maybe I can learn to be as big a heroine as my mom and my grandma are." Becky
hugged back just as tight. "You bet, kid. And I'll try to live up to what
you expect of me." Finally the two young women parted. Becky reached over
and shook Barbara's hand. She still could hardly accept that this mature
woman was her daughter. She was so grown-up, so fine an individual. Aquaina
and Firehair took their prisoner aside, and while holding the staff, the
Mistress of Water and Mist spoke the incantation and the transport circle
appeared. Barbara nodded a goodbye to Star Girl, Scarlet Witch and her ancestors
and the two women dragged their prisoner through the circle and vanished.
As the remaining
people stared at the spot where the transport had occured, their minds reeled
with the knowledge of their futures. How could they go on, knowing what they
did? It would be maddening, and make it impossible to live their lives as
they would be expected to do. Patrick, Donna and Rebecca Hopper, Arnie Belham,
Scarlet Witch and Star Girl milled around, looking at each other in silence,
worried about the consequences of the recent events. Wanda Maximoff asked
Courtney if she would get her to a medical facility to take care of her arm.
But a mystical being hovered in the air above them, unseen. The goddess Dasaina
had watched as four of her priestesses had been brought together by the
activities of that evil man. She had not interferred, as she had resolved
not to control the lives of her minions. She wanted loving, resolute followers,
not puppets who were controlled by her. She would have destroyed their spirit
if she moved to rescue them. What kind of priestess would Rebecca or Osiris
be if they always thought that it was up to their diety to handle any trouble?
No, Dasiana was determined to have these young women who served her be people
she could be proud of. But the problem of the aftermath of their adventure
would have long-standing consequences. Would Barbara Belham fall in love
with Harold Kane if she knew about this before she even grew up? Would the
child be raised any different if her parents knew specifics about her life
to come? This problem needed to be resolved. So the Goddess excercised a
tiny bit of her power and altered the memories of the people standing below
her, as well as the memories of the heroine up in the JLA medical
facility.
Donna Hooper,
shook her head. She was thinking about... she didn't remember what she was
just pondering. Oh, well, it must not have been important. "Becky, your two
friends were certainly interesting. It's a shame we learned so little about
them." Becky also felt a little light-headed. She replied. "Oh. Yeah, mom.
The red-haired one, Firehair, hinted that they were from the future. It would
have been interesting to hear about what happens to us in the future. She
never did say why that bad guy picked this period to attack." Arnie chuckled.
"Maybe he was after you, Beck. In the future, you are probably famous for
being a really hot babe! I think that red-haired girl was really cute." Rebecca
spun and stared at her fiance. "Hey, you aren't allowed to notice any other
beauties, buddy, we're engaged!" But actually, Becky for some reason didn't
really mind Arnie speaking a little affectionately about the young heroine,
Firehair. But she couldn't figure out why!
In the year
2056, Osiris Kane flew across town and landed in the plaza in front of the
headquarters of the World Justice Alliance. She needed to get a replacement
for her shorted-out communications disk, but first she wanted to talk to
someone. She entered the building and walked up to an office on the third
floor. An older woman whose blue costume was covered in white stars looked
up and smiled. "Osiris! Your next tutoring session isn't until tomorrow.
What brings you in early?" The redclad young woman looked over and showed
a puzzled look on her face. "My mom and I just got back from the year 2008,
where I met you. The very first time I came up here for tutoring, you lectured
me about the perils of time travel. You knew all this time?" Star Warrior
shook her head. "After you left back then, we all forgot most of what we
knew about you. We recalled you had said you were from the future, but we
no longer remembered who you really were. Somehow our memories were altered
to protect us. But when I first met you almost a year ago, I recognized you
at once and knew what must have happened. I could have warned you, but I
felt you had to go through this. If I stopped this from happening, I would
be changing the past. Do you think you learned anything?" Firehair was surprised
by this information. "It was kind of a nasty ordeal, especially for mom.
But I guess I feel much more confidant about myself." The door opened and
another woman entered. The gray haired woman in her red, white and blue costume
stared over at Firehair. "I'm glad you're back safe. More confidant, eh?
Does that mean you are now no longer nervous to be with me, intimidated by
the presence of the elected leader of the WJA?" Osiris winced at her grandma's
remark, and glanced back at Star Warrior. "You told her about that? You promised
to keep my secret!" Courtney laughed. "I never told her. She's smart enough
to guess what was holding you back." Firehair looked at her grandmother.
"Did you know what was up?" Rebecca Hooper Belham smiled. "A little. Our
memories were altered back then, but a year ago when you first showed off
the costume that you'd designed for yourself, I recognized the young lady
who fought at my side so long ago. I knew what would eventually happen. I
could have had the WJA members keep a constant watch on you, stopping Kazluck
from kidnapping your mother and stopping you from going back to 2008. But
you would have found out you were being coddled and it would have destroyed
any self-confidence you had. So I had you tutored by Star Warrior to get
you ready for the fight I knew you were going to have. I had to trust you
to do what I had seen you do -- become a hero." Osiris jumped over and embraced
Glory Lady. "Thanks, Grandma!"
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< Author's Notes > ---
---
In another
salute to the interesting plots you would see in stories of the 1960's and
70's, here is my take on the story where the hero encounters time travelers
from his or her future. I enjoyed writing Glory Girl's ancestors into her
story line, now you get to meet her descendants. I put together a little
geneaology for Rebecca, pinning down her ancestry for Episode Seven: Family
Ties, and then expanded it to cover her decendants as I worked up this
story. I also brought up a confict for her unlike those she has had in previous
stories. She is forced to face
a new type of menace and tries to fight against an enemy whose power is based
on magic.
What's in
the planning stage? I have an interesting idea about a story where Glory
Girl is invited to visit Themyscira as a guest at a banquet. But at this
event she finds herself fighting to save the entire Amazon
nation!
I am very
interested in hearing from you readers about how you feel about my stories.
Please e-mail me at therat4040@yahoo.com
and tell me your opinions.
Alias the Rat
12/08
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