Power Princess chuckled quietly. Yes, she thought silently, let's have the citizens of our fair city find you right there. Then we'll see what the public thinks of their feeble excuse for a protector. Soon they'll be clamoring for a fresh young superheroine.

Lady Twilight was on her belly, her nose in the fertilizer. She was moving slightly, and moaning quietly. Power Princess thought a moment it would be a while till daylight. "This'll keep you here a while," she whispered then she swung her leg back and launched an unnecessarily savage kick between the defeated heroine's thighs. Poor Judy lurched forward several inches, into the flower bed. Her mouth opened as if to cry in pain, but no sound came out.

As victorious Adreana Attleborg tip-toed gleefully away toward the back of her house, a once-proud heroine could barely be seen, twitching for a moment, then lapsing into semiconciousness -- her ass now high in the air, her nose and open mouth almost buried in the fertilizer.

What do you do now?

	Lady Twilight is found by good guys.
	Lady Twilight is found by bad guys.

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Story program written by Valerie Mates