1942
Berlin, Germany
The two women in SS women’s auxieries uniforms walked right into the Fuhrer’s office.
“Ah, Senior Leader Baroness von Gunther,” the man spoke in German with an Austrian accent, “And this is the new wonder weapon?”
“Hail Hitler, my Leader,” Paula smiled at the Austrian man, “I present to you the Super-Girl, Kara Zor-El, also called Karen Kent in America. I will need to translate for you as she is ignorant of our superior langue.”
“Hail Hitler,” the blonde girl saluted unsure of what else to say.
[I have told the leader that you do not understand German and that I will translate,] Paula said in English.
“Tell me girl, did you enjoy destroying the Slavic hordes for us?” Hitler asked.
Paula repeated the question in English.
Kara stumbled with the pronunciation then managed to say in German, “NO!”
She flashed a look of disgust at the man before bowing her head in submission.
“Make no mistake Leader,” Paula said, “While she is in Europe we dictate her will, but once she crosses the Urals, the Italian’s pond, or the goes beyond your Atlantic wall she will be free to express her anger at any bit of Germany she can find from beyond our reach.”
“How has her missions been going,” Hitler asked.
“There are now no Soviet forces left west of the Urals,” Paula said, “beyond that, it is the responsibility of the Army, Air Forces, and the rest of the Fighting SS.”
“I will be speaking with my generals shortly,” Hitler said with an ominous tone, “Tell me what about the American Super Man and Super Woman?”
“The spies report that they are aware of our control and desire to free her,” Paula laughed, “But they have no means of doing so without ensuring their own capture.”
Hitler walked around Kara again examining her.
“When the war is won,” Hitler smiled, “We will need to find her a proper Aryan husband and order her to take her place as a loyal German mother.”
“When the war is won my Leader,” Paula said.
“I am sure you have work to do,” Hitler smiled again then took the ladies hands, “I have other meetings to attend.”
The Women turned and left, once they were far down the hall they spoke again in English.
[If that man thinks I am going to just lay there and be humped by some drunken senior NAZI,] Kara snarled.
[We both know that will never happen,] Paula snickered, [It is too bad how in spite of your offensive power, the Allies keep attacking our infrastructure. I mean you can only be so many places at once.]
[I believe you wanted me to talk to the Portuguese and Spanish about their lack of preparations for war,] Kara whispered.
*
1937
Metropolis, Upstate New York, United States
Kara sat with her cousin Kal on top of Daily Planet. Both were clad in their blue super suits.
“Lois isn’t a Kryptonian,” Kara said.
“She won’t say what she is,” Kal shrugged, “But she is a lot closer to us than most others on the planet.”
“Maybe,” Kara admitted, “But you can tell there is something wrong with her, look at what she did to Luthor, heck why is it every time you go to break up with her you end asking her to marry you and keep chasing her when she says no!”
“Being an adult on earth is a lot different than being a child on Krypton,” Kal shrugged.
“Yeah, as soon as I got my diploma from Smallville High every one of those savages expected me to marry them,” Kara shuttered, “Still, everyone can see war is coming, why does she insist on wearing that outfit that makes her look like one of THEM! Why can’t she wear something more patriotic?”
“I don’t complain about you wearing your family crest and your house collars,” Lois said as she floated up to the roof, “Why do you insist on complaining about my costume behind my back?”
“You heard what I had to say,” Kara glared at Lois.
*
1940
Metropolis, Upstate New York, United States
Kara kneeled on the floor of Lois’ apartment, next to her was her cousin Kal. Lois held the middle of her lasso and smiled at the kryptonian’s tied with each end.
“And remember Clark you are my slave and will do exactly as I say no matter what,” Lois snickered, “Now Kara you will fly to the Castle at the von Gunter Estate in Austria and surrender to the Baroness. She will take command of your body with the Spear of Destiny.”
“Yes Miss Lois,” Both kryptonians gasped with love and devotion.
*
1946
Countess Paula von Gunther regarded the SS’ super soldiers while she played with the spear of destine behind her desk. Each of them were completely loyal to her thanks to spending years under the domination of the Spear of Destiny.
Red Panzer, Captain NAZI, Ubermensch, Luftwaffe, Atoman, Sea-Wolf, Ace of Blades, Black Tigress, Death, Gudra and Super Girl were all gathered around her desk.
“In five minutes I will make an announcement,” Paula said, “Any who do not surrender to our real mistresses are to be executed, you will then proceed to your assigned targets and destroy any German resistance. Now spread out.”
Paula proceeded to take off her SS uniform, she had waited years to put her Hoplite Armor back on, without a thought she tossed the jacket into the fire behind her desk.
“Mother, the super men are acting weird…” Greta barged into her mother’s office.
“Sit,” Paula grabbed the spear of Destiny, “Sit.”
Greta found herself taking a seat in front of her mother’s desk.
“You are my greatest failure,” Paula addressed her daughter, “I failed to protect you from curse of mortality. While you are growing with the strength and beauty of an Amazon, you will age and die like your mortal sisters. Seducing, enslaving and killing your father was the most pleasurable pursuit I have undertaken to date. But soon that will pale in comparison to the satisfaction of liberating your mortal sisters from the bounds of a male dominated world!”
Greta cried at the confession that her mother had murdered her father.
“Oh don’t cry,” Paula stripped off her hose and tossed them in the fire, “I will try to ensure you get to keep that boy Otto as a pet. Of course he will need to be obedience trained.”
“Why mother?” Gretta asked.
“A generation ago,” Paula said as she pulled her tunic over her head, “I was sent to infiltrate the Austrian and German power machines, at the orders of my Queen and the Gods of Olympus. I was summoned by the Princess Diana to the court of Queen Hippolyta herself. Since then I have done everything to pave the way for my sisters, the Immortal Amazons, to come a free this world from the darkness of men.”
“Mistress,” Supergirl entered holding a massive machine of crystals.
“The Beacon of Truth,” Paula said, “With your virgin blood I shall light it and the liberation can begin!”
“Mother!” Greta pleaded.
“Oh relax,” Paula pulled a greek short sword, “It only needs a prick.”
Paula grabbed Greta’s hand and lanced her middle finger then pressed it on to the beacon. With a slow beat a light with in pulse brighter and brighter.
“Put that on top of the castle’s tower,” Paula ordered Supergirl, “Now my child we shall free your sisters from their slavery!”