The Shadowbots roam the streets of the former country called America. Keeping the people in line. Constant reminders echo from the roaming peace keepers. “BadGuy protects. BadGuy provides. Pay your taxes to your local Shadow office. Report any costumed heroines to your local Shadow Office.” 

It has been 15 years since the Apocalypse. The Apocalypse refers to the death of Superwoman and the destruction of Democracy. The Megabot arrived in Washington DC and the superheroines couldn’t stop it. A massive 200 foot tall robot with a powerful death ray from his chest. The destructive ray powered by the remnants of Latina Heats DNA. After the failure of the superheroines all hope was lost. 

BadGuy and his cronies have divided up America and now rule with an iron fist. The dollar has been replaced by Badbucks and people eek out a living doing menial labor. Everything is done in the service of making BadGuy and his friends richer. 

Maria sits in her small apartment after a long day of work at the materials factory. The former Omega Girl now in her mid 30s. Her amazing powers hidden and living in secret while keeping a low profile. She turns on the television which only shows highly regulated pro Shadows propaganda. The dark and quiet existence of the once enthusiastic social media darling. 

She hears the window slide open from the fire escape and the sound of creaking on the floor. “You’re getting sloppy in your old age Detective.” she says aloud. 

Rebecca Hunt smiles with a bottle of contraband whiskey in hand. “You could’ve just levitated me up instead of making me climb up here, kid.” she says as she grabs two glasses from the cabinet. She pours the drinks and hands one to Maria. 

“So, how are your band of resistance fighters holding up?” Maria asks.

“Could be better with Omega Girl on board” she replies. 

Maria looks at her seriously. “You know there’s no more Omega Girl. She’s dead. She died the day she murdered Superwoman.” 

“Well, my friend. I’m heading to The Wastelands. I hear there’s a witch living there scaring the locals. I’m pretty sure it’s Majick. If she’s alive, she’ll join me. I’m not giving up.” Rebecca says. 

Maria goes into her closet and pulls out the ancient artifacts of Superwoman. “If you’re going to see Majick then she should hold onto these. Maybe she can find a suitable bloodline for a new Superwoman.” she says handing them to Rebecca. 

15 YEARS AGO…. 

Latina Heat had been missing for months. Omega Girl had been missing for weeks. The superheroines were busy trying to maintain order with the recent and intentional uptick in criminal activity. When news of a 200 foot mega robot showing up in Washington DC was reported the superheroines sped to the rescue. 

Superwoman, Rebecca Hunt, Night Woman and Majick with her Guardians of magic showed up. The robot was controlled by BadGuy and his cabal. They demanded the reigns of power be given to them or they would obliterate the White House. Nothing could withstand the destructive chest ray of the robot. Except Superwoman. 

Superwoman flew towards the robot taking the full force of the death ray. She could feel herself being slowed. Rebecca Hunt could see a mind controlled Omega Girl slowing Superwoman down. 

“Rebecca! Get Omega Girl out of mind control!” Superwoman communicates through their earpiece. Rebecca had a shot. “Jesus Rebecca, we don’t kill!” Superwoman yells. Rebecca runs towards Omega Girl. 

BadGuy can see that Omega Girl cannot keep Superwoman from destroying the robots death ray. Rebecca is running quickly towards Omega Girl. BadGuy has one chance… 

“Omega Girl! My slave! I order you to pull Superwomans artifacts away from her!” he yells. 

Rebecca Hunt leaps and punches Omega Girl knocking her down. 

“Jo! She’s down! Destroy that thing!” Rebecca yells into her earpiece. Nothing but static replies. 

Rebecca looks to see the White House explode as Majick, her Guardians and Night Woman all perish. 

“Superwoman!” Rebecca yells. 

Omega Girl comes to. “What happened? Why am I holding these?” she asks as the magical artifacts of Superwoman sit in her hand. 

The news report footage was clear. Superwoman was vaporized in the destructive ray. America fell that day. 

The looting and murder that took place killed many. Aunt Joyce was dead. Josephines 2 year old daughter was missing and presumed dead. The artifacts never lit up or flew to the next bloodline member. The House of Cirmia was dead. Superwoman was dead. 

TO BE CONTINUED.