Doctor Doom, one of the only remaining world leaders that hadn't been converted into a Nazi, strode through the hall with purpose. In the receiving room he was heading for, a Boom Tube opened, gunfire shooting through it to hold off the soldiers trying to follow. The Cloak of Levitation flowed around him as he prepared himself, the Helmet of Nabu on his head.
Captain America, Green Arrow, and Black Canary fell through the Boom Tube, carrying the Man and the Book with them.
"NOW! CLOSE IT!" Doom ordered.
Cyborg quickly tapped a few buttons, the portal shutting down.
"Victor," we said. "We captured the Book."
The Sorcerer Supreme of Earth frowned at the man they brought with them. "You seem to have a stowaway, though," he said.
"Doofus didn't look right," Green Arrow said. "Kept saying 'this shouldn't be happening' over and over."
Doom frowned. Ever since he had killed the Nazi-allied Stephen Strange and Kent Nelson, taking their magical powers and becoming Earth's Sorcerer Supreme, he had been getting flashes. If this young man could also sense the errors in the world...
"What is your name, boy?" he demanded.
"Ulysses," the young man said. "Please, I'm so confused..."
Captain America, Green Arrow, and Black Canary stood up, dusting themselves off. "Why'd you want this book, anyway?" Canary asked.
"If I'm right..." Victor said, "we can use it to change the destiny of the world. Undo what the Red Skull has done."
"I'm all for that," Arrow said. "I'd rather die than go sieg fuckin' heil."
Doom looked around at the people in the room. Ms. Marvel, the Muslim heroine's family murdered in the anti-Islamic pogroms. Luke Cage, his own wife turned against him by the world-altering wave. War Machine, their only line of defense against Tony Stark. Cyborg, who lost his entire team to Red Skull's conversion wave. Miles Morales, the only Spider who hadn't been turned to Red Skull's control. Mr. Terrific, who had lost everything to the Red Skull.
"So say we all," Doom said softly.
Another Boom Tube ignited, and Storm flew in, her costume shredded in places by laser fire.
"Ororo? What happened?!" Doom said.
The weather controlling mutant shook her head, holding up a golden lariat.
"Diana has been taken," she said. "She gave me the Lasso of Truth so it couldn't be used against her."
Doom fumed inwardly. The various heroes in the room gasped. Diana had so long been an inspiration to everyone. For her to be lost...
"Uh..." Cyborg said. "I really hope no one was about to say 'This day couldn't get any worse. 'Cause it just did."
"Now what?!" Canary said.
"We've got incoming. Babs just confirmed it," Cyborg said. "Death camp soldiers, armed with Stark and Luthor's latest tech."
"Wasted lives..." Doom growled. "Prepare for battle! No prisoners!"
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Elsewhere...
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"So..." said Norman Osborn as he sauntered into the room. "The infamous Wonder Woman, eh? Well, you certainly are a wonder, I'll say this much..."
Diana was strapped to a table, stripped naked. A power-nullifying collar was on her neck, and a furious scowl was one her face. Her legs were spread-eagled, and her hands were immobilized in a way that prevented her from getting leverage.
Norman smirked as he admired the amazon's extraordinarily well-built body. She was muscular, a product of a lifetime of warrior training, but still curved in all the right places. She had an ample ass, and round, firm breasts, long black hair cascading over her shoulders. "Magnificent. And you shave down below as well? How modern. I half-expected you to have a full bush. Then again, the old tales about Amazons had them cutting off a boob so they could hold their bows better..."
"You'll never break me, Goblin!" Diana snarled.
"You're not the first to make such a bold claim," Norman said, stroking her muscular thighs. Without warning, he thrust his fingers into her cunt, making her wince. "You'll not be the last. What you WON'T be the first to be is the first to escape us." Norman pulled his fingers out, and licked them, slightly disappointed that she didn't get wet. "No, you'll break, Amazon. And then you'll be the perfect breeder for the Reich."
Diana snarled. "I suppose you'll want me for yourself, then?"
Norman laughed. "You're a prize, I admit," he said. "But no, I already got my own toy to play with. Circe?"
A purple-haired woman in green, revealing HYDRA tights came out, her stomach bulging out slightly. She clung to Norman Osborn's arm, giggling girlishly. Wonder Woman stared in shock, the sight of infamous man-hating sorceress acting submissive to someone as scummy as Osborn confusing her to no end.
Norman patted Circe's tummy. "Already got a bun in her oven," he said. "Here's hoping this one won't be as much of a disappointment to me as Harry is." Circe giggled appreciatively. "Anyway, I'll leave you to the horrors you're about to suffer. Ta!"
The two of them sauntered out of the dark room, the only light in the room coming from the spotlight on her body. Diana looked around, struggling in vain to get free of her bonds. She lay back and cursed, vowing to chop Osborn's manhood off if she got the chance.
And then came the gas.
Diana inhaled some of it before she could stop herself, and began struggling even harder to get away. But her strength was nullified, and she couldn't free herself.
"Sssh..." said a hissing voice. "Relax. Breath deeply. Let the gas fill your lungs..."
She knew that voice. "Scarecrow..." she said softly.
"That's right, Diana," the mad scientist said. "Now let's just relax... and discuss your fears..."