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Glory
Girl
Episode
Three: Too Many
Beckys
by Alias
the Rat
Part
One
Rebecca Hooper
and her mother walked through the mall enjoying their morning together. They'd
first spent an hour at Santa Maria Children's Hospital with their costumes
on as Glory Girl and the long retired Shady Lady. The kids had loved seeing
the new heroine and asked her for photos or autographs. Some just wanted
a hug. And their faces when they saw her... Becky was so happy about that.
Her mother had spent time with the doctors, nurses and office people who
remembered her from her past as an important superheroine in Granite City.
When they finished there, the two ladies changed into ordinary garb and decided
to spend the rest of the day at the Branchwood Mall. They looked at new draperies
for the living room, the vacuum cleaners at Sears, and the clothes everywhere.
When they passed Spencer Gifts, Becky squealed and pointed. "Mom, look! Oh
My God!" Her excitement was driven by the lifesize cardboard cutout of Glory
Girl standing in the front window. "That is so... so... neato!" Donna Gilbert
wrapped her arm around her daughter's shoulders and said, "Yes, it does look
fantastic. You just haven't realized yet how famous you are and how you will
be seeing yourself everywhere for a while. Did Dad tell you about the billboard
for Channel 6 that he saw downtown? It has a huge picture of you to promote
the interview they did with you that will be running this week." Becky gasped.
"Really? Wow..."
It had been
only a few months since Glory Girl's actions had foiled a major terrorist
attack on Granite City and the media were still heavily promoting anything
they had about the city's new public figure. She had agreed to occasional
interviews and appearances, but the same questions over and over were getting
boring. And when the questions were unusual, she was afraid she'd get caught
off-guard and say something stupid or embarrassing. But the attention was
nice.
They moved
to Victoria's Secret, where Becky went through the exotic lingerie and wished
she could afford so many of the beautiful things. As she held up a white
teddy, Becky said, "Oh, I would love to wear this when I'm with...ahhh..."
Her mother looked at her and smiled. "So you are seeing someone special.
How come he's a big secret?" She couldn't mention her special guy was the
son of a villain her father had battled. Mom might understand a little, but
Dad would totally freak! "He's special, but I don't think he's ready to meet
you and Dad yet. I don't want Dad to scare him off!" She held up some things
and told her mother, "Gee Mom, you should get yourself something special
while we're here. Those things you wear are nice, but..." Donna shook her
head. "The bras and panties I get at JC Penney are just fine and I like their
prices. This place charges twice as much just for the name." Becky held up
a frilly black lace brassiere, similar to the type her mom wore, but with
much fancier lace. "You don't like this? I bet Dad would like it on you.
If you won't buy it yourself, I guess Dad will have to get it for
you..."
Donna laughed
at this. "You know your father would never set foot in here. Remember when
we bought you your first brassiere? We took it home and you pulled it out
of the box and showed it to him..." Becky smiled at the memory. "Oh yeah.
He turned as red as the front of his costume." Donna held the fancy bra up
and stared at it. "Your father is not comfortable with women's unmentionables,
at least outside of our bedroom." Becky raised her eyebrows at this. "Wow.
You go, Mom. Hey, at least you got that really nice necklace for your
anniversary." Donna replied. "Yes, that was a wonderful surprise. I never
expected your father to..." Donna looked at her daughter's face. "... wait
a minute. You have a silly grin on your face, Becky. Did you put him up to
that?"
Rebecca
confessed. "Yes, he said he was get you a vacuum cleaner for your anniversary,
for pete's sake! How romantic would that have been? So I sort of steered
him to Koldwell's and mentioned how romantic a gift like that would be."
Donna's eyes narrowed. "You sneaky butt-insky! I guess I have to thank you.
I thanked your father very much that night! But with Christmas coming, mind
your own business, young lady. I need a new vacuum. The old one is working
terrible."
The ladies
finally left Victoria's Secret, with Becky buying that teddy she'd liked.
She turned towards the food court and asked, "You wanna get something to
eat here?" Her mother paused, and replied, "Yes, I'm getting hungry, but
why don't we go someplace a little nicer. Maggiano's is just across the street
and they have such a nice menu." Becky thought this was a great suggestion.
"Yeah, let's! You remember I told you about the great place in Gotham City
I ate at when I visited Barbara last month. It was so fancy looking and the
food was great. But the prices! I was glad when Helena grabbed the check."
"Don't worry about the bill, sweety," Donna said. "This time I'm treating."
Becky and Donna left the mall and cut through the parking lot towards the
restaurant they had decided on.
Nearby, a
panel van marked Ryker Rentals was at a loading dock, dropping off some packages.
The driver got back in the vehicle with the last big bite of a chicken sandwich
in his mouth, and holding a extra large cup of hot coffee he'd grabbed at
the food court. He couldn't take the time to get something better as he was
running late. His regular truck had blown a fuel pump and getting this rental
replacement and switching the load over had wasted much of the morning. He
was running really late, and had to get his deliveries done before the late
afternoon traffic tied up the streets too much. His hand went to the center
console to place the coffee cup in the holder while his other hand touched
the shift lever. But in this rental truck, the console was laid out differently.
The cup tipped over, and the hot coffee splashed into his lap. He jumped
up, snapped the door open and hopped alongside the truck, brushing with his
hands as the liquid scalded him. He didn't notice the truck start to creep
away, as in his excitement he had bumped the shift into neutral. The dock
he had been at was up against the upper level of the mall, and as the van
rolled it moved faster and faster as it went down the incline towards the
parking area at the lower level. In front of the charging vehicle were two
women, unaware that they were in its path.
Suddenly
Donna saw the yellow van out of the corner of her eye. She placed her hand
on Becky's shoulder, yelled out a warning and pushed. Becky looked over and
saw the danger. She lept and went twenty feet through the air with the ability
her legs gave her. As she was about to land she had a moment to look back
at her mother, who was directly in the uncontrolled van's path. Becky saw
her mother suddenly become indistinct and turn into a cloud of mist as the
truck reached her. Then Becky's landing caused her to roll over and absorb
the shock of hitting the pavement. Quickly she was getting up, unharmed.
She suddenly heard her mother's voice, faintly. "Becky... is that you? You
look so different..." Becky thought that was an unusual thing to hear, and
was about ask Mom what she meant when she heard a scream. The van's driver,
who had been running after the vehicle, suddenly stopped and was shouting.
"What the... Where did the van go!" Becky stood and looked back. The guy
yelling was right! The van was gone. More important, Rebecca saw no sign
of her mother. And one other very strange thing -- at the spot where the
truck had encountered Donna Gilbert, a big circular piece of the pavement
had been scooped out.
The police
arrived and people congregated around the space, wondering what had happened.
Becky went to the restaurant, back into the mall and looked around, really
beginning to worry about what had happened to her mom. In a secluded spot,
she changed into her Glory Girl outfit, and talked to the police about the
missing woman. Becky knew she would have to call Dad soon and wished there
was something she could tell him to explain what had happened. The police
were baffled and Becky didn't have a clue what had caused her mother to vanish.
Then she realised she could call in some special help...
Weeks before,
the Hooper residence had a visitor late one evening. A man in a trenchcoat
had come to the door asking to speak to Rebecca. Dad had been curious who
was trying to contact his daughter, and when the man entered the house his
form shifted and changed until he was a blue-caped green humanoid figure.
He introduced himself as J'onn J'onzz, Martian Manhunter. He had come to
represent the Justice League of America and to make an offer to Glory Girl.
He did not offer membership in the league, as he pointed out that the heroine
was pretty new in the spotlight and so far had established herself only as
a heroine who worked on her own most of the time. But the governing council
of the JLA had discussed the young lady recently and it was decided, thanks
to the recommendations of Superman and Wonder Woman, that the league would
offer reserve status to Glory Girl on a probationary basis. He explained
that this meant that if Glory Girl would agree to be available to help the
JLA in a time of crisis, then the contacts and resources of the league would
be offered to Rebecca if she was facing problems she could not handle. J'onn
offered her a phone number, and said it was a direct line to someone at the
JLA and would give her a quick way to contact the league in an emergency.
Becky had thanked the martian and promised to do her best to not take the
responsibility lightly.
Now she recalled
that number she had memorized and pulled out her cell phone. She dialed and
after a single ring, she heard an answer. "Yes, Glory Girl? Do you have a
problem?" was asked of her by a voice she recognized as J'onn J'onzz. Startled
at being so quickly in touch with a person of his importance, she outlined
what had happened. He asked her, "Your mother phased out to let the truck
pass through her? Odd... wait, I see from your file that she is The Shady
Lady. I'm bringing up her old file on my monitor screen. Our records go back
to the days when the the group was called the Justice Society. She was not
a member, but sometimes worked with the Society and we have some records
on her service and abilities. Hmmm. I am sending a person to check out the
scene. If further investigation is needed we will help you find out what
happened. I am glad you decided to contact us. Out."
In only a
few minutes, a figure flew into the sky over the parking lot, circled and
landed near Glory Girl. The young girl wore a long-sleeved blue top covered
with stars, white and blue shorts, red gloves and boots and a blue mask.
In her hands she held a glowing gold staff that was as tall as she was and
pulsed with energy. She held her hand out to Rebecca. "Hi, Glory Girl. I'm
Stargirl, but you can just call me Stars. J'onn sent me to look over the
area and see if we can detect what happened. You said your m... the woman
who vanished was only out of your sight for a minute?" Glory Girl nodded.
"Yes, she was over there, and then when I landed from jumping out of the
way of the van, I rolled over and in the matter of seconds, the van, the
woman, and part of the pavement had disappeared. Do you have any idea what
might cause such a thing?" The wielder of the cosmic staff turned and walked
around the spot where the odd action had occured. The staff glowed and pulsed
over the depression in the pavement. Stargirl pulled out a communicator and
spoke into it. "J'onn? It's as you suspected. There is a residual trace of
some kind of dimensional transport field here. But it doesn't read exactly
like any of the ones we have on file. It's somehow different. I think we
need the expert down here. OK. Stars out." The girl turned to Rebecca and
put a hand on her shoulder. "Good news. There is a trace of a portal having
been opened here. That's the kind of thing used to teleport to another dimension,
and we have someone on the way who knows more about this phenomenom than
anybody. Professor Palmer will be able to track down where your mo... where
the woman went." Becky sighed with relief and used a nearby pay phone to
call her dad. She was happy she'd waited until she had something positive
to report. He said he would be right over.
After a few
minutes, a JLA shuttle arrived and Becky was introduced to Professor Ray
Palmer, the expert, as well as a stretching hero who was called the Elongated
Man and a fellow in cowboy gear named the Vigilante. The latter pair helped
Palmer pull out and set up modular scanning units that were used to examine
the area where Donna Hooper had vanished. While they were doing this, Mister
Patriot (Rebecca's father) flew onto the scene, and Becky went over with
him what she had been told. She saw her dad was very disturbed by the
disappearance, and Becky tried to assure him that all the resources of the
JLA would certainly be able to take care of things. She wished she were as
certain as she tried to sound.
But the work
went into hours. Part of the parking area was cleared and a tent went up
to hold more and more equipment that was brought in. The Professor and the
other experts who had come to join him gave no indication that they were
finding what they wanted to find. Becky and her father sensed things were
not going well and their fears grew about the fate of Donna Hooper.
Finally Professor
Palmer called them over and they all sat down at a table to go over what
he had. He told them that the residual energy signature was dimensional-warp
related, but different enough that the scientists could not get a lock on
where the warp had transported the woman and the truck. "I have gone over
the old records about The Shady Lady's powers. You said, Glory Girl, that
you saw her use her transformation to mist to allow the truck to pass through
her after she pushed you out of its path. According to the old records that
were written up when she worked with the Justice Society many years ago,
her power was based on an ability to become semi-solid and to also cause
anything passing through her, or that she was trying to go through, to also
become semi-solid. She changed her own body and the truck, in this case.
But the truck was transporting a small quantity of a rare radioactive isotope
to Broad Canyon Research Center for testing. They are working on more efficient
uses of radiation to treat cancer. When the truck passed through her she
tried to phase through the isotope, and that caused a unstable freak dimensional
breakdown. A bubble popped and she was in it, with the van and a section
of the pavement. Everything in the bubble went... somewhere else." Patrick
Hooper broke in, no longer able to stay quiet. "Can you tell us where she
went? Can we get her back? Please say you can..." Ray Palmer looked grim.
"Wherever she is, we can send you. But we don't know where she went. People
and machines that create dimensional rifts use orderly energy patterns that
our equipment can read and decipher. If a rift of that type appears anywhere,
we can easily pin down both ends of the transport. But this was a wild,
disordered pattern. There are millions of dimensions out there. And we don't
know which one she ended up at."
Becky turned
and embraced her father as they both realised the enormity of this information.
They might never see Donna again! Becky sobbed. "Oh, Dad! I heard her call
to me after she vanished. I never thought that she..." Palmer interupted
her at this. "What? There was a connection for a period after she transported?
The portal, though invisible must have been there for a few minutes. What
did she say?" Becky repeated the faint words she had heard after the incident.
Palmer smiled. "This might be the clue we need. She said she saw a Becky
-- not exactly like you but close enough that she recognized the girl as
such. I told you there were millions of dimensions. But most of them would
not have a Becky Hooper. So if we have a control unit that could take someone
to any dimension with an inhabitant who has the exact or nearly exact DNA
coding of Becky Cooper - the make-up of a person who had to be the daughter
of that dimension's Patrick Hooper and Donna Gilbert, it would highly reduce
the number of places you would have to look. Instead of calling every number
in the phone book, you only have to call the numbers with a Rebecca or Becky
in the name. See how that narrows the search?"
Patrick Hooper,
hope on his face, said, "That's great. I'll go anywhere to find..." Palmer
stopped him. "No, it will have to be Rebecca that goes. She can wear a transport
bracelet with a sensor to detect the pattern she is looking for, but the
unit will be comparing her DNA pattern to the ones she scans to find any
dimension where Donna Hooper might be. Becky, are you willing to go? Even
narrowed down, you may have to go to a lot of places before you find your
mother." Becky looked him in the eye and said, "I'll go anywhere for
Mom."
They equipped
her with a sleek metal armband that covered half of her right forearm. It
had three buttons on it that were covered with plastic shields to avoid
accidental triggering. Professor Palmer showed her that each plastic cover
could flip up to allow the button to be pushed. "Alright. The first button
will automatically warp you to the nearest world that you have not already
visited that has a person with a DNA pattern that exactly or almost exactly
matches yours or your mom's. On these worlds you will probably meet women
who look exactly like you and/or your mother. The second button will activate
scans to let you know if it is your mother or an exact duplicate who is the
Donna Hooper of that dimension. The scan will take a few seconds if you are
within sight of your target.
If the button lights up yellow, the person does not have your mother's DNA
pattern. If it glows red, she has the same DNA but her vibrational resonance
is that of the other dimension and she is just that place's version of your
mother. If the light turns green, you found her. The third button is set
to return you home. If you hold a person tight, she will transport with you.
Are you ready?" Becky took a deep breath, looked over at her dad, and nodded.
She pushed the first button...
Part
Two
The original
Rebecca (Becky-Prime) looked out at a large open area. She had transported
to a courtyard that was paved in flagstones and a low stone wall enclosed
it. The air was chilly, and a wind blew from the mountains she saw in the
distance. Looking around, she saw a figure about thirty feet to her right.
It was a tall, redhaired woman, clad in a chain mail bikini, who was facing
away from Becky and swinging a large sword back and forth in some kind of
practice ritual. Becky watched, without moving or making a sound. But after
a minute, the swordswoman stopped her ritual and turned to face Rebecca.
Becky gasped. The woman's face was the same as hers. If not for the hair
color she would have been Becky's twin. The swordswoman aproached, warily.
"Who are you, visitor in strange garb? Do you come to attack me?" Becky spoke.
"No, I am merely traveling here from another world. My mother was accidentally
sent into another world and I seek her out. I have no quarrel with you and
do not want to fight you." The swordswoman lowered her weapon and sheathed
it. "I am Sonya of Hyrkania, known in these lands as Red Sonja. You describe
a nobel quest. I would do such a thing to get back my mother, but she died
in my arms when our village was attacked by rampaging hordes of mercenaries
many years ago. Since that black day I have served the goddess Scathach,
using the skill she gave me to avenge and protect the helpless. I wish you
luck on your journey and hope you success. I will offer a prayer to Scathach
that she will aid you." The swordswoman bent her head and dropped to a knee,
murmuring her words to her goddess. Becky dropped to a knee alongside her
and waited for the redhead to finish. "Thank you for your prayers. I hope
they will guide me to the person I seek." Becky pushed the first button and
the strange world of swords and sorcery was left behind.
That first
stop had been very exotic, but it was followed by one that surprised Rebecca
by its familiarity. She appeared in a kitchen she knew so well, facing herself
and her parents just as she knew them. This other Becky sat at the table
with toast and yogurt, and the Donna Hooper was handing a plate of sausage
and eggs to the Patrick Hooper of this world when Glory Girl appeared in
front of them. They were startled and Becky-Prime said she was not there
to harm them, only stopping in a journey to find her mother who had been
accidentally sent to a world different from the one she came from. They were
still confused until she realised on this world the Hoopers were ordinary
folks who had never been costumed heros. She eased their fears when she took
off her mask and the other Becky saw she was her duplicate. The sensors on
her armband told the original Becky that this Donna was not her mother, but
the mother of the Becky of this world. So she prepared to move on. They wished
her well, and she knew they would. It was the same thing that she and her
parents would have done in a similar situation. She moved on to another world,
and another. These stops seemed to run together. Most stops were so much
like her world. Professor Palmer had said there would be something different
about each world she visited, but sometimes it was hard to detect the
differences, they were so minor. On many worlds the Becky there also fought
crime as Glory Girl, but on one she could fly and another she had her father's
strength. One place seemed identical to home until she saw Becky there was
left handed. On one stop she appeared in her parent's bedroom. Donna was
tied to the bedposts wearing only a frilly black lace brassiere. Patrick
Hopper was kneeling at the bed, his face in her crotch eating his wife's
pussy. Donna was whipping her head back and forth and moaning, in the heights
of sexual pleasure. Becky was too embarrased and dumbstruck to move or say
anything when this world's Donna Hooper happened to look over and cried out
"Becky! What are you doing in here!" The original Becky could think of no
way to explain this situation without dying of embarrasment, so she checked
the sensor, was extremely relieved to see that woman in the heights of sexual
passion was not her mother, and pushed the first button to leave. The last
thing she noted was the erotic black lace bra. It was the one from Victoria's
Secret she'd tried to get Mom to buy.
At her new
stop, she was standing in a cemetary. Looking around, she saw a woman in
a wheelchair, and walked over to her. The woman's head was down, staring
at a nearby headstone. Becky-Prime noticed the side of the brown-haired woman's
face was scarred from a very old injury, then recognized her. "Are you...
Donna Hooper?" she asked. The woman brought her face up to look at Becky,
surprised that someone else was there. "What?? No... I'm Donna Gilbert. I
would have been Donna Hooper, but my fiance, Partick Hooper died... " Donna's
eyes went back to the grave, and Becky looked down. It was the stone for
Patrick Hooper, and it listed his death as weeks before the day Becky's folks
had married back on her world. Becky asked, "What happened to him?" The crippled
woman looked up again. "Why do you ask? It's ancient history. People don't
even remember us." She paused and sighed, then decided to tell her story.
"We were planning our wedding when an old enemy of mine, Professor Cargill,
escaped from prison. We went after him and found him in his laboratory. Patrick
was the super-hero called Mr. Patriot. Big... strong... handsome... a wonderful
man. I was also a costumed crime-fighter called The Shady Lady. Cargill had
armed himself with a powerful ray weapon. Patrick was hit, and went down.
Cargill pointed it at me and fired. I phased out and the beam went right
through me. It hit a load bearing wall and the building started to come down.
Cargill switched to a different weapon, one that suddenly neutralized my
powers. We struggled, and we rolled into a bench where containers of chemicals
were sitting. they broke, and we both were covered in chemicals that burned
us. Then the building collapsed. When rescuers arrived, they dug us out.
But Patrick was dead, Cargill was dead, and my face and much of my body was
badly burned. Part of the roof hit my back and snapped my spine. I was in
the hospital for a long time. I never even got to see them bury Patrick.
So I spend a lot of time here with him." Becky saw that tears were flowing
down the face of Donna Gilbert. "When they got me out... I'd been pregnant.
But I lost the child... a little girl." Becky put her arm over the woman's
shoulders, and stayed there for a little while, trying to console the woman
who was almost her mother. But then she had to move on.
She stopped
at another series of worlds with duplicates of home with the most minor
differences. She was losing count. Then there was the world where Becky wasn't
a super-heroine, she was a dancer. On a pole. In a g-string. The original
Becky was amazed at how... agile that Becky was! Then she came to a world
she thought of as number 56, even though she had lost count and wasn't sure
if it was the 56th stop she'd made.
It was a
horrible world. She stood in the street of a destroyed city. Buildings had
been knocked down and the debris had burned. Rubble and ash were everywhere.
Becky looked around and suddenly recalled a photo in the history books --
Hiroshima! She was in a city that had been destroyed by a nuclear blast!
But why would she have been transported to Hiroshima? She had not seen anyone
in the area as she had glanced around, but suddenly she did see a woman,
bent over and slowly shuffling along, come into view. She looked weak and
sick, and she wore only tattered remnants of clothes. The parts of her body
that were visible were covered with burns and sores. The poor woman happened
to look up and saw Glory Girl. "Becky! Oh, Becky! I knew I would find you
if I kept looking." Becky realized with horror that this wretched person
was Donna Hooper! She ran over and the woman was tottering on her feet and
collapsed into Becky's arms. She kept murmuring over and over, "I knew I'd
find you..." The woman's breathing was labored, and she saw with horror that
she was very weak. Why was she alone here in such a state? "M... Mom, where's
Dad?" she asked. Donna's reply was faint, and came out in gasps. "He was
downtown. No... nobody survived downtown. I was home. The house was demolished
but I wasn't hurt... too bad. They wanted all the survivors to evacuate,
but I wouldn't leave without finding you. So I hid and stayed behind. I've
been here, looking for you since..." Becky suddenly figured it out. She looked
to the horizon and recognized the hills to the south. This was Granite City!
On a world where Glory Girl hadn't stopped the bomb. This world's version
of her mother refused to leave, staying in the deadly radioactive area to
search for a daughter who was probably vaporized in the blast. Becky felt
the woman in her arms grow weaker, and knew she was dying. Donna Hopper had
stayed here, calling on all her energy and willpower to keep going while
she looked for the daughter she loved. Having found someone she believed
was her Rebecca, she was giving up. It took a short time, and the woman who
was another Becky Hooper's mother died in Becky's arms. She scanned the corpse
and saw it was not her mother. But that didn't stop the tears from running
down her face. She looked over the city once more and pressed the first
button.
Part
Three
She was in
a large study of someone's house. Behind a desk, a blond woman in glasses
who appeared in her late twenties was working at a computer. She looked over
at Glory Girl and stopped. Then a few keystrokes on her unit resulted in
a beam of light focusing on Becky momentarily. The woman at the desk spoke.
"So, my scans indicate you are from another dimension. What brings you to
visit me?" Becky reached up and pulled her mask off. "Well, I'm Becky Hooper.
My mother had an accident and was transported to another dimension. I'm searching
for her. Are you also Rebecca Hooper?" The other woman answered with a smile.
"I was. Now I am Professor Rebecca Belham. That sounds like an impossible
task. How would you find a person lost in the myriad of dimensions?" Becky
spoke back, surprised. "Belham? You married Arnie?" Now it was the professor's
turn to show a little surprise on her face. "I married Arnold Belham, a computer
programming genius who worked with me on several projects. We have two children,
Jonathan and Emily..." Becky broke in, "Emily! My grandmother's name was
Emily!" The Rebecca of this world smiled. "Of course. Mine too. Did she tell
you stories of pixie armies battling the dragonflies to protect the land
of the little folk from invasion?" Becky smiled and nodded, and the older
Rebecca continued. "I always loved to sit in her lap and picture in my mind
the Prince of the Pixies battling Grendor the evil king of the
dragonflies. Grammy passed away
a few years ago, and I was happy she got to hold my newborn Emily and see
the great-grand-daughter that we named after her. When little Emily is older,
I'll tell her the tales of the pixies." Becky smiled at this, then asked,
"Are your parents alive? What did they think of Arnie.. er, Arnold?" This
question puzzled the Rebecca of this world as she answered. "My parents are
retired down in Boca Raton. The four of us fly down and spend time with them
several times a year. They love him as much as I do." Becky saw that the
question had puzzled the woman, and she explained. "Well, professor, on my
world, I'm also in a relationship with my Arnie Belham, but... I'm a costumed
crimefighter, as you can plainly see. My mom and dad were supers and they've
been retired for awhile. And Arnie's dad was one of my dad's worst
enemies."
The older
woman laughed at this. "You are in a predicament. Oh, since you're sort of
like family, just call me Becky." The heroine replied. "Oh, no, that would
be confusing. You call me Becky and I'll call you Rebecca, OK?" The two women
shook hands and nodded. Rebecca repeated her inquiry about Becky's quest,
and Becky went over what had happened back on her world and what she had
encountered on all her stops in her travels this far. Rebecca pulled out
a scanner and passed it over Becky's armband unit, then spent several minutes
reading the screen on her computer. "A really well designed and efficient
piece of equipment you have there! Some of these circuits I've never seen
before. This Professor Palmer you spoke of must be even more knowledgeble
of inter-dimensional mechanics than I am. And on this world, I'm the expert.
But I see a flaw in his programming. He set the scans so that you were
transported to any world with an exact DNA match -- another Becky -- or a
DNA match that was exactly one-half the same as yours on the maternal side
-- a Donna. Now if I adjust the programming slightly, your targets will be
limited to only dimensions where both a Becky and a Donna exist, which
from what you heard when your mother vanished, is what you need to narrow
the search to. Then you won't be stopping at worlds where just a Becky exists
-- even a 98% match like the Red Sonja you encountered -- or where your mother
lives and you don't, like your last stop. I also see you picked up some radiation
when you were there. Not a heavy dose, but what you have in you could make
you very sick for awhile. I can give you some medication to counteract that."
Becky smiled, "Wow, thanks! You're being so helpful." Rebecca shook her head.
"It's the least I could do for someone who is... me. Would you like to stay
a while and rest? You could meet Jonathan and Emily." Becky thought a minute,
then shook her head. "I'd like that Rebecca, but my mom's out there someplace,
and I need to keep after her." Rebecca nodded, and then she took a data transfer
cable and plugged it into the unit on Becky's arm. She spent a short time
transfering commands to the dimensional traveling device, and while she did
so a secretary brought in a tray with bottled water and a small vial of pills.
"Take one of those every 24 hours until you use them up. That will keep you
going while the radiation leaves your system. The programming is done. I
wish you luck and I hope you find your... our mother." Becky came around
the desk and gave her other self a big hug. Them she pushed the first button,
and vanished. Professor Belham reached for her phone and pushed a button
on speed-dial. "Hello, darling? Do you have any work piled up for this weekend?
I really feel like going down to visit mom and dad. I'll tell you why over
dinner. It's an interesting story. See you then."
Becky's next
few stops were more of the mundane type. She would pop in on the trio of
Becky and her parents and explain what she was doing. None of the Donnas
were the one she was looking for. She still was interested in seeing what
was different each world. In one place, the other Becky mentioned her parents
were also retired superheroes -- Ms. Patriot and The Shadow Man. At another
stop she'd learned they were exactly like her family and the house seemed
identical. All the furniture, curtains and curios on the shelves were the
same. She couldn't figure out what was different until she glanced out a
window and saw palm trees! She asked where they lived, and it turned out
this Hooper family resided in a Los Angeles suburb. Just then the doorbell
rang and that world's Becky squealed. "Oh, I've gotta run! It's Arnie and
we're going surfing. Good luck, other Becky!" and she took off. Becky-Prime
glanced at the parents, but they seemed perfectly comfortable with the
arrangement. Wow, she thought. This Becky is so lucky. She even gets to
surf!
Then she
dropped into a dangerous situation. She appeared in a warehouse, and she
was hidden in the shadows on one side of the room. On the opposite side she
saw Mr. Patriot chained to the wall. He was struggling, but a pair of pulsing
green flourescent tubes on either side of his position seemed to have sapped
his super-strength. What was worse, in the center of the room were a couple
of tables on which two women were tied down. Each of the ladies were naked
except for identical black and gray masks over their faces. She recognized
the mask as the one her mother wore when she was The Shady Lady. The auburn
haired woman must be Donna Hopper. Becky wondered if the other one, a blonde,
was this world's Rebecca. Around the tables, a bunch of goons stood with
a gray-haired man who looked to be a super-villain of some kind. He was ranting.
"The light above you cancels your powers, ladies. You are my prisoners and
I will finally have my revenge for all the schemes you have thwarted in the
past. Shady Lady, I wanted to get my hands on... and all over (heh, heh!)
you for a long time. Your protege will entertain my men while I have my way
with you. Muscle Boy..." the villain pointed at Becky's dad, "...will have
to watch. Or he can have a copy of the DVD I plan to distribute with the
filming of these activities." Becky suddenly recognized the man from her
mother's old press clippings - it was the arch-villain, Professor Cargill,
who Mom had battled over and over. On her world the creep had disappeared
years back, but here he was still causing trouble. Becky-Prime knew she had
to help the trio in front of her and looked around. A light unit mounted
over the tables was giving off a pulsing red glow that must be what was keeping
Shady Lady from escaping. Near where she stood in the shadows, Becky-Prime
spotted a toolbox sitting open. She grabbed a large wrench and threw it hard
as she could. It smashed into the red lights and they went out. The two female
prisoners became misty and flowed out of their bindings. The henchmen attacked,
but whenever a man's fist went at one of the women, it passed right through,
harmlessly. When the super-heroines threw a punch or did a leg kick, it would
land solid and the goons were soon all ko'ed or close to being so. Professor
Cargill turned to try to reach the exit, but Glory Girl cut him off and decked
him. When she looked back, the ladies were retreiving and putting on their
costumes. Both wore black and gray outfits. The blonde went to Mr Patriot's
side and threw a switch that eliminated the green lights that had held him
powerless. With this, he flexed his muscles and the chains fell to pieces.
The three heroes of this world approached Glory Girl and that Donna Hooper
extended her hand. "Thanks for the timely help, young lady. I'm the Shady
Lady. This is my husband, Mr. Patriot and my daughter, Mist
Maid." Becky-Prime told them
her costumed identity, then asked them to step to an ajoining room. Out of
the sight and hearing of the villains, she doffed her mask (the trio gasped),
and told them who she was and why she had come there from her world. They
said they wished her well in her quest and asked if there was anything they
could do to help. She thanked them, but said it was up to her and once again
pushed that first button.
She appeared
in the next world and looked around. It seemed to be a college campus of
some kind and she glanced around to look for any sign of the Becky or Donna
of this world. She didn't see anyone, but quite a few people were looking
at her. Was this a world without costumed heroines? Suddenly she heard screeching
tires as a green van came around a corner, barreling along much too fast
for the busy area it was in. A flying female then landed in the path of the
vehicle and braced herself for impact. The blonde girl wore a very skimpy
blue bikini and a narrow blue mask, and when the van hit, it crumpled against
her hands. The men inside tumbled out and tried to scatter. The heroine was
shaking her hands. "Wow, that really stung"! she said and then she dashed
back and forth grabbing the felons. But there was one she had missed, and
he grabbed a passerby and yelled out. "Blue Angel, I gotta a gun to this
girl's head. You let us go or she's dead!" The bikinied babe hesitated. But
Glory Girl had been on the edge of the scene behind the crook, and jumped
to a spot right behind him and chopped him on the back of his neck. The gun
dropped and he crumpled to the ground. By then, police cars that had been
trying to pursue the van (but which had slowed down to avoid endangering
the people on the streets) had arrived and were taking the men into custody.
Blue Angel walked over to Glory Girl and extended her hand. She grimaced
a little when she shook hands. "Ouch! I don't know why I did that. Guess
I was showing off a little. My name's Blue Angel. Thanks for the help. Are
you a new heroine in Silver City? I don't recognize you." Becky smiled and
said, "I'm new on this world. My name is Glory Girl. I come from a world
in another dimension. Back there we had an accident where my mother was trapped
in a freak dimensional transport. I have to travel through the dimensions
trying to find out where she went." Blue Angel had a concerned look. "Wow,
that sounds serious. I hope you find her. Do you think she's here?" Becky-Prime
was about to answer when someone tapped her on the shoulder. It was the young
woman the crook had held the gun on. Glory Girl had only seen her back so
far, and the woman looked at her and said, "Excuse me, I really want to thank
you for that. You saved my life." Becky gasped. "You... you're Becky Hooper!"
It was indeed the Becky Hooper of this world that Glory Girl had saved.
Becky-Prime pulled off her mask, and the two women of this world both were
amazed as they saw the stranger had Becky Hooper's face. "I'm the version
of you from my world. Tell me -- did you see your mother lately? Or someone
you thought was your mother who acted strangely." The Becky of this world
shook her head. "I wish I could help you, but I haven't seen my mom since
I went home a few weekends ago. Sorry." Becky-Prime sighed, and put her mask
back on. "Well, I guess I will have to go on to the next dimension and keep
looking. Nice to meet you, Blue Angel." The young women in the very skimpy
blue costume again shook Glory Girl's hand and wished her luck in her quest.
Then Becky-Prime's hand went to the transport unit on her forearm and pressed
the button to send her on in her hunt.
Her next
few stops were more places where the Becky and Donna of those worlds were
not heroines and were not able to help. She hurried away, hoping that the
next stop would be where he mother was waiting for her. But in this stop
she found herself in a wooded area. Although she didn't see anyone, she heard
voices not too far off. Men were shouting. "We found her!" "She's over here!"
"Grab Her!" "Do not harm her! She's going back and I will determine her fate
for escaping." The last words were in a voice the Becky recognized -- her
dad's! She wondered who he was chasing, and why. Taking great care to avoid
being seen, she worked her way through the brush towards the voices. Finally
she could see into a clearing, where a group of young men were all dressed
in black jumpsuits. Some of them were struggling to hold a woman who was
trying to get free. It was Donna Hooper! Becky scanned the woman and the
armband once again signaled it was just the Donna of this world, not hers.
Donna was wearing skimpy red shorts and a red halter top. the clothes were
torn and tattered and the disheveled woman looked like she'd been in the
woods for some time. A figure stepped into the clearing, a man dressed in
a red suit trimmed in gold. It was this world's Patrick Hooper. He looked
at the captive and spoke. "After so many years you again try to escape, Alpha
371. Each time I punish you, and you still dispute that I am your Master,
with the right to do with you however I feel. Now you will be punished once
more. Hunters, prepare her for the lash." Some of the men in black pushed
the auburn haired woman's face into the side of a tree and pulled her arms
out. They tied her arms up and Patrick came up behind her. "I could do it
myself, but another has asked. She told us which direction you ran. She is
the one who betrayed you. Alpha 608, take my whip." He held out a coiled
black leather whip, and it was grabbed by a girl who moved out from behind
him. She wore an skimpy outfit like Donna's, but in perfect shape. And on
her neck was a leather collar, with a fine chain being held by the Master.
Becky -Prime recognized the Becky of this dimension even before she spoke.
"Master, I am happy to do this for you. She shamed me and her other daughters
by her wicked actions." Alpha 608 took the whip and began lashing her mother's
back. This world's Donna screamed in pain and twisted, pulled her body back
and forth, but could not avoid the whip as it cut into her. Soon her back
was a bloody mess and she pressed against the tree, moaning in pain. The
Master extended his hand. "Enough. Hunters, take her back to the harem quarters,
and tell the women to clean her up. Tonight she will be chained in my bed
and I will take her sex while the pain in her back makes her moan and gyrate
under me. That should be fun. Your whipping of her, Alpha 608, has erased
her sin from your person. But when we return, all of her other daughters
will also be whipped. Any thought of escape will be eliminated." This world's
Patrick Hooper suddenly pulled this world's Becky up and against his body.
The two of them embraced and kissed passionately, and his hands went down
and cupped her ass, squeezing the cheeks. Becky-Prime watched all this
incredously, wondering what kind of world she had stumbled into. Were all
women here treated as sex slaves? Could that man really treat his own daughter...
Suddenly, Alpha 608 dropped to her knees and reached for the Master's crotch.
Zipping open his pants, she pulled out his cock and put it in her mouth.
Becky -Prime put her head down, unable to watch any more. She was sick from
watching what she'd seen and she suddenly threw up on the ground. She was
woozy a little from the nausea. "Here! A woman... on the loose!" The voice
came from behind Becky-Prime and she looked to see one of the Hunters had
discovered her! He grabbed at her ankle, but she kicked out and knocked him
backwards. But other men in black surrounded her position and came at her.
She spun around, knocking them back as fast as she could. Desperation drove
her efforts. A cold fear in her gut told her that she had to get out of here.
She realized that if she was captured on this world, she would face a lifetime
of being raped by a man who was a copy of her own father. In the stuggle,
she finally pulled free long enough to get her finger on the button. Mercifully,
she left the world of horrors.
She was still
very nervous when she appeared in another dimension, which was not surprising
considering the shock she'd just had. As soon as she arrived, she ducked
down behind cover. It was a tombstone. She glanced around at the cemetary
she had arrived in. Not far off, she saw the mounded earth of a new grave,
and standing next to it a couple. She saw it was her father, in a black suit,
and her mom, in a long black dress. Both were weeping. Becky aimed the sensor
at the Donna Hooper she saw, but once again the light came on red. She saw
the woman crouch down and scoop some of the dirt away with her hand, then
put a small plant in the hole. Beckey saw it was a tiger lily -- her favorite
flower. She realized that the pair were visiting the grave of their Becky.
Becky-Prime stayed hunched down behind the tombstone and reached for the
button to move on to another world. She couldn't do anything here. To appear
before the grieving parents looking like the daughter they had just lost
would be too cruel. She pushed her button.
Part
Four
The last
stop at the cemetary had depressed Becky a lot. It seemed like every stop
took a little out of her. Not just the really horrible ones. Even at the
mundane stops she saw happy families of three that reminded her what she
was in peril of losing. At first she had thought of every world she went
to as being one step closer to finding her mom, but now she was looking at
every dimensional shift as one more failure. This transit brought her to
another of the ordinary happy family worlds. She appeared in their house
and told the three surprised people who she was, what had happened to her
mother and how she was looking for her. But at this stop something just gave
out in Becky-Prime. She slumped into a dinning room chair and told them about
all her stops. Even the worst ones. She went on about all her frustrations,
fears and how the task in front of her seemed to be endless and overwhelming.
Becky-Prime folded her arms on the table, put her head down and started to
cry. She'd been a very brave costumed heroine, but right now she was just
a scared, tired little girl. The Donna Hooper of this world sat next to her,
wrapped her arms around the sobbing girl, and did her best to comfort her.
The other Becky came over and held one of her hands. After a little while,
Becky-Prime wiped her eyes and pulled herself together. "I... I guess I should
be on my way..." Donna put her
hand on Becky-Prime. "No, you don't have to go right away. On all these stops
you talked about, you've been pushing yourself harder and harder. How long
since you stopped to rest or had a decent meal? You're killing yourself if
you keep this up. You can take a little time here. A good meal and a good
night's sleep will get you back in shape to do what you have to do." Becky-Prime
saw that "Mom" was right. She stayed for dinner, and "Mom" made spaghetti
and meatballs, since she knew it was Becky's favorite dinner. She spent the
evening talking over her life with them and learning about their world. She
found out what was different. Here, Patrick Hooper was head accountant at
a department store and Donna worked part-time at the pharmacy department
at Santa Maria Children's Hospital. Becky was studying to be a dental assistant.
Later the two Beckys went up to her bedroom and this world's Becky lent her
a nightshirt. They talked some more before they went to sleep. And in the
morning, Becky-Prime felt much better and the depression was gone. She found
Donna had run her costume through the washer overnight and was very pleased
to have a fresh outfit to wear. She thanked all of them and they said they
were happy to help her out. It was a refreshed Becky-Prime who went on her
way, determined to see the quest to a successful
conclusion.
On she went
to more, stranger worlds. A ways along there was a world where the Becky
wore a black mask and skimpy red outfit lingere and lay on a bed with Wonder
Woman. The Amazon Princess had only her tiara and bracelets on and the magic
gold lasso was looped around her neck. The other end of the magic item was
held by that Becky, who writhed in a passionate embrace with Diana, who was
being constantly ordered to greater heights of passion. Becky, horrified
at seeing herself treating her childhood hero in such a perverse manner,
backed out of the room. In the next room she found that world's Donna Hooper,
also dressed in an sexy outfit, whipping the naked back of a bound Scarlet
Witch.This was another world where Becky-Prime was greatly relieved to have
the armband's sensors confirm that this was not her mother, and then quickly
moved on.
She landed
on a world where she recognized her house once more. A car pulled up in front
of it and beeped the horn. Becky-Prime saw a Donna Hooper was driving, and
she used the armband to scan her. Nope, just another dupliacte of her Mom,
not the one she was searching for. She heard this Donna yell towards the
house, "Come on, will you. If we don't get to Denny's early, we'll have to
wait for a table!" Becky smiled at this. It was just like back home. For
years they had always gone to Denny's for breakfast on the first Sunday of
the month. Rebecca always had the belgian waffles with strawberries - her
favorite dish! She once had told her mother she wished she could have it
every morning. "You'd never fit in your costume, young lady." was Mom's reply.
Becky figured she was right. That's why she always had toast and yogurt every
other morning. She really liked toast and yogurt, but not as much as those
strawberry smothered belgian waffles. Donna beeped the horn again and finally
the door opened. Patrick Hooper came out, followed by this world's Becky.
Becky-Prime received another shock as she saw the man wore dark glasses and
walked with a white cane. Back when she was a little kid, her father had
a nasty battle with a villain who hit him in the face with a spray of powder
that left him blind. It had taken some time for him to regain his sight.
On this world, she guessed, he never had. She saw him get in the car, and
something this world's Becky said made him smile. Becky-Prime was happy that
this version of Dad had learned to accept and live with his blindness. She
could still recall how her father had been so depressed and miserable when
he was going through it. As the Hoopers drove off, Becky's finger once again
went to the first button.
Becky
appeared on another world. What number was this? She wasn't even sure anymore.
Professor Palmer should have put a counter on her unit. But that wouldn't
have helped. The number of places she had been to didn't matter. The only
one that mattered was the last stop. Where her mother waited, wanting to
get home. But that could be a thousand worlds away. Could Becky keep going
that long? She looked down at the third button. She could go home. Just for
a little while... to rest. No. She couldn't do that. Mom had to be waiting
out there. Depending on her. And if she went back and appeared on her home
world, the minute she appeared, her father would see her. Alone. And that
would break his heart. She had to go on. She looked around and saw no one
in this quiet little residential neighborhood. Where were the Becky and Donna
of this world? The houses didn't look familiar... except... the little house
across the street. She remembered. The house she lived in now was where they'd
been since she was five years old. She vaguely recalled the residence they
lived in when she was so small. It was a duplicate of the one over there.
Good place as any to check first.
She crossed the street and rang the doorbell. The door opened and
the Becky Hooper of this world looked out at her, surprised. "Ye... yes?
Can I help you." Becky-Prime reached up and peeled off her mask. The other
woman showed further shock, and after a moment invited Becky-Prime inside.
They went to the living-room couch and sat down. Becky-Prime noticed that
this world's Rebecca was not as tall or buxom as she was. She was just a
plain looking young woman with a weary sadness in her face. Becky-Prime told
the tale of her quest, mechanically as it had been repeated so many times
to so many Beckys and Donnas. This world's Becky said she was sorry that
the heroine had such a loss. Her father had died years ago, and she was taking
care of her mother, who was suffering from cancer and being kept at home
while her daughter spent time with her. This Becky was no heroine, just a
regular person who had a job on weekends down in the theatrical district.
When she wasn't home, a couple of neighbors stayed over and helped keep an
eye on the sickly woman. This was not what Becky-Prime needed -- more misery
in a life that was almost hers. She said she would be going, but first, could
she just see Donna Hooper? This world's Becky said, "Of course, but she'll
be sleeping. I keep her medicated most of the time, because of the pain."
They went to the bedroom, where a Donna Hooper was snug in a big bed. The
covers were over her and Becky-Prime could just see her face. It was older
than her mother's, and wrinkled. She really wanted to see her mother's face,
even on a copy of her mother. But this was close. They left the room and
Glory Girl reached to push the button that would send her on the way. But
she paused. "Do you mind if I get a glass of water?" she asked. "No, go ahead,"
the other Becky said. So Becky-Prime
went to the kitchen and ran cold water out of the tap. She filled
a glass and sipped at it. And looked out the back window. She saw it in the
back yard. A yellow panel van that said Ryker Rentals on the side. She stared
at it for several minutes, finished the glass of water and walked back into
the living room. "It's over Becky. I know." The Becky of this world slumped
down and sat on the edge of the couch. She began to cry. "She appeared here
and said she left a husband and a daughter behind and didn't know how to
get back to them. She said that you would be looking for her, and she asked
to stay here while she waited for someone to come and take her home." The
other Becky stood up and waved her hands. "You two still had each other.
I didn't have anybody! Dad died three years ago. Mom got sick and held on
for awhile, but two months ago she died. I was left all alone in this house!
I cried myself to sleep every night!" She slowly walked to the bedroom door
and looked at Donna Hopper. "I was in the back yard when she first appeared.
There was a loud popping sound in the air when it happened. I just heard
the same thing and looked out the window to see you standing there. Your
Mom likes a glass of juice every so often. I still had some of my mom's old
medication. I put a couple of pills into her drink and it knocked her out.
I put her in the bed..." Becky-Prime went over to the bed. On the table next
to it was a basin of water and a towel. She moistened the towel and wiped
her mother's face. The gray pallor and the wrinkles wiped off, and the towel
was covered with greasepaint. The other Becky had said she worked in the
theatrical district. She must be a makeup artist. Becky went to the unit
on her arm and pushed the second button. It lit up green, signalling that
her quest was over. Becky-Prime pulled the covers down and pulled the woman
to a sitting position. Wrapping her arms around her mother, Becky-Prime pushed
the third button and went home.
Author's
Note:
Blue
Angel appears in this story with the permission of Angela Blue.
Watch the Library in the Wizard's Lair for further adventures
of Glory Girl. Coming soon --
Episode
Four - The Childhood Heroine
Becky
teams up with the person she has worshipped since she was a little girl -
Wonder Woman. In it I do my version of the "Bad guys get the Amazon Princess'
golden lasso on Wonder Woman" story. I've figured out a twist on it that
people may find enjoyable.
Episode
Five - The Sins of Their Fathers
This has
a flashback of the battle between Mr. Patriot and the father of Becky's
boyfriend, and then tells how the return of an old enemy places the entire
Hooper family in deadly peril.
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