A New Order

CHAPTER ONE: A NEW WOMAN


"Hi Batman!"
The Caped Crusader turned in surprise as Supergirl strode towards him over the rooftops.
She was dressed in her usual sexy outfit of short red skirt, knee-high boots and tight blue top. Her long blonde hair tumbled over her shapely shoulders and her blue eyes twinkled.
For some reason her skirt seemed a little shorter and top that bit tighter to than normal.
"Where's Superman?" said Batman a little startled at the sudden appearance of Kara.
"He couldn't make it," she said brightly. "Some other business - so I came instead."
Batman peered at her quizzically.
"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked in a concerned voice. "Suprema weaved quite a spell on you. It might take a while to fully recover."
Somehow - and neither he nor Superman had yet worked out how - Suprema had captured Supergirl and held her in some sort of trance for at least seven days.
When they'd finally found her she was like a wild animal and it had taken both their powers to subdue her.
Only in the last few days had she seemed to snap out of whatever mind control the villainess had subjected her to.
"I'm fine Batman," said Supergirl. "No worries. I've never felt better. Now, where are they? I want to make sure Suprema pays for what she did."
Batman nodded and pointed to the large building below.
"In there," he said. "Suprema and Electra - probably plotting their next move. There's entrances to the front and back but no other way out."
Kara scanned the building with her X-ray vision and smiled.
"They're in a room at the front. Sitting talking. Looks like they're enjoying a bottle of wine and having a rare old time. Should we crash the party?"
Batman shot Supergirl another concerned look. He didn't know what it was but the way she was talking seemed way out of character - much more confident and cocky than before.
He wondered if Suprema's spell was still having a lingering effect.
"Here's the plan," continued Kara assuming control of the situation over her older, wiser male Superhero.
"You take the front. I'll come in through the back. You take out Electra and I'll deal with Suprema.
"If you have any trouble shout out."
Batman felt slightly annoyed at Kara's insinuation that he might have trouble dealing with Electra but he kept his thoughts to himself. Despite her teenage years he knew her superpowers were still greater than his. Superman was probably the only person who could get the better of her in a straight fight - although Suprema's cunning had obviously found a weak point in her armoury somewhere.
"OK," said the Dark Knight tensing himself for the confrontation. "Let's go."
The pair descended from their vantage point and took their positions.
Batman flexed his biceps and put his shoulder to the heavy door exerting just another pressure to break the lock without making too much noise. Supergirl may have the power, he thought, but he was still much more street savvy.
Batman found himself in a long hall with a succession of doors. He listened intently and heard the unmistakable sound of Suprema and Electra talking loudly and laughing from the room to the right.
With one almighty kick he crashed the heavy door open and strode into the room.
Batman rose up to his full height and barked: "The party's over girls."
Suprema and Electra barely flinched.
"Hi there Battyboy," drawled Suprema taking a sip of wine. "So glad you could make it."
She was clad in a one-piece leather catsuit zipped down almost to the midriff to reveal her ample cleavage with thigh-high stiletto boots over her long legs.
Electra was wearing a short black leather skirt and cropped top with knee-high boots sporting silver toe-caps.
Both women's eyes twinkled mischievously as they ran themselves over the Dark Knight's muscular form.
"Drink, lover boy?" purred Suprema holding out a full glass of wine.
Batman was taken aback by their casual air. He'd expected them to flee in panic - or at least try to fight. Instead it seemed as if they'd been expecting him.
"Get up," he ordered. "Your little game's well and truly over."
"Oh I don't think so," smiled Suprema. "In fact I think it's only just beginning."
She cocked her head arrogantly at him and then Batman heard a voice from behind.
"Me too Batshit," said Kara.
He whirled round to see Supergirl standing with her hands on her hips beaming arrogantly at him.
"It's time you learnt a little humility big man."
Before he could react Kara's leg flashed out in a blur and connected full on with his balls.
The force was like nothing he'd ever felt before. He crashed to his knees his hands clawing at his testicles as unbelievable pain tore through his body.
"Beautiful my dear," purred Suprema as she watched Batman writhing in agony while Kara circled lazily around him.
Supergirl stopped in front of him and placed her hand round his throat flexing her fingers menacingly.
Batman gagged as he felt the breath being squeezed out him. Desperately he aimed a punch at Kara's side but the blow just bounced ineffectually off her body.
"Pathetic," she laughed as she hauled him to his feet and then lifted him so he was on tip-toes looking down at her sneering face.
"I've wanted to do this for so long Batman," she grinned. "Put that arrogant male ego of yours right in its place. And luckily Suprema showed me just how to do it."
"K...K...Kara," gagged Batman. But his words were choked off by a devastating punch to the midriff. His body spasmed and then shook uncontrollably as another blow hammered into him.
Slowly his eyes closed and he sank into unconsciousness.
Supergirl held him there for a few seconds studying his face with satisfaction. Then she tossed him to one side as though he were a rag doll.
Suprema rose leisurely from her seat and put her arm around Kara.
"Wonderful work," she said admiringly. "I'm so proud of you."
Supergirl smiled contentedly.
"It was easy," she said. "Just as you told me."
"Electra," said Suprema looking over at Batman slumped against the wall. "Get that piece of garbage out of here."