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In some way she had been a hunter all of her long life. As a young
child she first began by stalking the wild game that roamed free on
the island paradise she once called her child hood home. Then when
she became more than a woman and left the protected cradle of her
birth. She once again used the skills of the hunter as well as
that of the warrior so she might confront evil in all it's forms
here in the outside world! In fact her very name was the Roman
version of the Greek Goddess of the hunt. But this day things were
different, this time it was she who was the hunted instead of the
hunter and she didn't much care for it. 
 
'That wasn't excactly true,' she thought to herself.  'There are
times that It is just as exciting to be the prey as well as the
predator,' smiling at the thought of who was hunting her.

Looking around with a hunter's keen eye she could see nothing but
the never ending ice and snow that both surrounded and towered over
her. In forms made of ice that seemed to come from the disturbed
mind of some insane sculptor.. Her tall athletic form stood proud
and erect as she sampled the air her with her heightened sense of
smell. Her sisters back home had three times the ability in sight,
smell and hearing of the typical human and she in turn had senses
far better than even theirs.

Ears that were even keener than that of her sisters listened for
the slightest sound of he who was even now stalking her. But the
same never ending wind that made her superior sense of smell all
but useless, also handicapped her remarkable hearing as well. But
what her five senses failed to tell her, that mysterious and often
misunderstood sixth sense told her that he was near.

She didn't know how she knew or were he was exactly, but every atom
every molecule of her being told her that her opponent was close.
Every fiber of her athletic form quivered and danced waiting for
the attack she knew must soon come. Muscles that were some of the
strongest on earth trembled in anticipation for the expected
attack. The woman remained on edge as her instincts told her
that threat she could neither see, hear or even smell was never the
less near.

She barely had time to take all of this in when suddenly a massive
form landed on her from above and behind her.  Even before she
could react an arm was around her throat as her own powerful arm
was bent behind her back in a hammer lock. She struggled to free
herself by bending at the waist and grabing hold of her attacker's
leg. But the massivel arm around her neck prevented that. She might
have failed at first.  But that didn't stop her from continuing to
try in making her escape. Even as she continued in the attempt she
managed to tell her attacker, "You sneaky bastard, I thought we
agreed on no flying?"

"I didn't," he answered with a grin. "I ran up the side of the ice
wall, leaped across the ice crevasse and making sure I was up wind,
came up behind you and managed to take you by surprise!"

Once again she tried her best to muscle her way out of the trap but
failed. She seem for a brief moment to become resigned to her
predicament, relaxed and stopped trying to fight her way out of the
trap she found herself in. Then suddenly she sent the heel of her
red boot into her opponents instep. She was both satisfied and
ashamed to hear the cry of pain from her tormentor. Not making the
mistake of resting on her laurels she made good on her escape by
quickly falling to the ice and using a leg sweep knocked her
attacker on to his back.

She dove on top in order to pin him but he was already gone and
standing above her as she landed on the cold blue ice. "Fast little
girl, but not fast enough," he told her knowing full well just how
much it angered her being called a girl!

Just as he expected she lost her temper as she snarled, "You want
fast, I'll show you fast!"

She then launched herself with a sudden leap that came down at him
as she screamed out, "HIYA!!!!"

He caught her in mid-air as he answered, "Fast but not faster than
a speeding bullet!" Then proceeded to send her smashing into the
frozen ice cracking it.  Before he jumped on top of her pinning her
arms above her head to the ancient ice below.

Her teeth were clinched as she grunted with the effort of trying to
make good on her escape. But try as she may and as strong as she
was, she still failed in the attempt. As she continued to flail
against her tormentor, he took the opportunity to lean over her
body and with a smile asked, "UNCLE?"

Her answer was a violent shake of her head no! "Don't you ever give
up?" he asked in response to her silent but still defiant answer.

"NO!" she said bravely as she finally broke her silence.

"Ever?" he asked

"NEVER!" The proud woman all but screamed into his face as it
hovered but inches above her own. But even as she screamed her
defiance she smiled sweetly up at him while she slowly managed to
bring her foot up and suddenly launched it into his stomach
knocking him backward and off of her.

Leaping to her feet she launched a windmill attack of kicks and
punches that he managed to either duck or block. Realizing the
foolishness of continuing in this mode of attack she leaped
backward and stood some ten feet in front of him.

With a foolish grin he asked her, "Ready to give up now?'

For an answer she smiled as if she was trying to conceal a great
secret. Then slowly began to peel off her bracelets. In a shaky
voice her attacker asked, "Honey what do you think you are doing?"

"What do you suppose I'm doing?" she answered as she tossed the
first one at his feet. Then as it bounced off the ice she added,
"Thought I would level the playing field a bit and make things a
little more interesting!"

She was just working on removing the remaining bracelet when the
large man in front of her said in a concerned voice, "You know how
you get with out them."

"No reason to worry, I'm just playing," she replied as her full red
lips began to turn upward into a snarl.

"That's the problem, you play to damn rough with out those trinkets
of yours!"

"Then why don't you pick them up and try putting them back on me?"
"If you think your man enough!" She challenged just before leaping
at him feet first.

The only answer he could manage was a loud "OUFF!" as the heels of
her red boots slammed into his chest knocking him backward into a
wall of ice that was smashed from the power of the impact of his
body.  She followed this assualt up with a straight from the
shoulder punch that tore into what was left of the ice wall as he
ducked her punch just as it breezed past his skull.

Standing up they interlocked fingers and pushed and pulled against
one another. The tall woman was slowly being driven backward until
with a supreme effort on her part, she dug in her heels and managed
to stop him. Then with a cry of rage and triumph she actually began
to move his massive form a few steps back. She looked into his eyes
and with a snarl in her voice asked him, "What's the matter dear,
getting old?"

"So the little girl want's to play does she?" was his reply just
before picking her up and slamming her down on to her back in to
the snow covered ice shelf. He pinned her arms over her head and
laid on top of her pressing her down into the cold snow. She tried
to free her arms but failed, she tried to buck him off, but that
too failed. She even tried to bring her leg up and kick him off as
she did before, but she soon discovered that he was now wise to
that trick, so it failed also.

All most helpless beneath him she launched a string of vindictive
curses at the man on top of her in ancient Greek. His response was
to simply smile and say, "I'm glad our little girl isn't here to
hear how her mother abuses her daddy."

"That so called little girl of ours is nearly twenty one years old
and I'm going to do a lot more than abuse you verbally when I get
free," she told him in a snarling voice before she tried to bite
him. "NOW LET ME GO!"

"Why so you can beat me up so more?" he asked with a silly grin.

"I'll do worst than that if you don't get your stinking overgrown
carcass off of me!"

"You didn't talk like that last night," he replied.

Her rage was momentary replaced by a sly smile as her mind wandered
back to the pleasant memory of what they were doing the night
before in the bed they shared as husband and wife. But the smile
was gone just as suddenly as it came as another wave of her warrior
madness came over her once again as she screamed, "Let me up you
raping bastard!"

"Not before you say uncle."

"Never, " she screamed. "An Amazon warrior never surrenders to any
man," she growled defiantly and proudly.

In response and in his best comic book villain voice he told her,
"Now my proud beauty, I have you in my power!"

Even in her ever increasing rage and lack of emotional control she
couldn't help but let out a brief laugh as she went along and
replied in a false high pitched voice, "NO, no you evil villain I
will never marry you!"

"Little late for that, isn't it my dear?" he asked.

Once again she tried to escape but failed. Even in her warrior's
blood lust she knew strength alone would not be enough. As a small
girl her mother taught her that when you face a opponent you can
not defeat with strength or even skill. You must use cunning and
the knowledge of your enemy and the only person who knew the man
who was pining her down better than her, had been dead for almost
thirty years. It was because she knew him so well, she knew just
how to escape.

She tried to raise one shoulder, then when she failed she faked a
low moan of pain. Just as she knew he would, he released her arms
at once.  Which enabled her to pull him by the hair and roll him
off of her. She quickly jumped on top of him and snarled, "Now who
is in who's power?"

He smiled sweetly up at her, broke her grip but still said,
"uncle!"

With out her bracelets to help control her emotions she was well on
the way to losing it. But something strange happened, the usual
thirst for violence she suffered with out her bracelets was soon
being replaced with another emotion, a much more pleasant one. Even
as a snarl was building in her throat she was licking her full red
lips with her tongue before she brought them down hard into her
husband's waiting but also equally eager mouth. Even as they locked
lips she was franticly tugging at the belt around his waist. Trying
her best to relieve him of his famous uniform, at the same time she
was doing her best to climb out of her own almost equally famous
red, white and blue striped costume.

"DIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Your old enough to know by now, even you can't be that much of a
Boy Scout?" "Or are you?" she quickly added.

She went back to smothering him with kisses and ripping off clothes
and prevented him from speaking by using her mouth on his. All this
continued even as her husband kept trying to speak, "But Honey, I,
I mean we don't have any protect.... I don't have any......
shouldn't we wait until we get back home to the fortress before
we......"

"Shut up farm boy, what I need from you is less talk and more
loving," was her only response. Then with a sexy growl added, "Come
on Boy Scout, give it up or do I have to take it from you?"

Before he could answer her, his wife went back to loving her
husband. The husband in question saw his wives bracelets were now
in easy reach, it would be a relative simple thing to force them
back on her, even in the state she was in. But it was when she was
kissing his now naked chest that another idea began to form in his
mind as he thought to himself, 'What am I, crazy?" Just before they
both rolled over onto his red cape.

There under the Antarctic sky and under the watchful eyes of a
large flock of emperor penguins they past the next few hours as
husband and wife. With only the ocasional voice of The Man of Steel
raising over the howling wind and the moans of pleasure from the
woman he loved, "Hey! no biting."

Later with her bracelets safely back on once again, The hero, wife
and mother known to the world at large as Wonder Woman was content
to snuggle with her husband as she lay naked with him carefully
bundled in his red cape. All but immune to the cold, never the less
it didn't stop their breath from condensing in the frigid Antarctic
air covering their hair and faces with frost.

The wind had finally died down as Diana began to stir.  "That was
nice," she said smiling as she rested her head contently on her
husband's chest.

"Nice yes, but it was also embarrassing," he scolded his wife as he
playfully smacked her on her bare bottom.

"That's all right, we have a license!" she replied.   Then almost
as a after thought Diana added with a sly grin, "As if you and Lois
never made love on a beach," she teased right back.

"And how did you ever find out about that?" he asked.

"Lois told me."

"You two gals seemed to have talked a great deal behind my back!"

"That's because we both had a common interest," she replied before
going back to nibbling on his ear.

Suddenly he found it was very hard to think let alone speak with
his beloved nibbling on his ear while she explored his body with
her free hand. It took almost all of his concentration and iron
will to finaly tell his wife,

"When Lois and I did make love on a beach in was in the south seas,
on a deserted tropical island with palm trees, sandy beaches and
with the warm blue sea lapping on the shore. Not on the Ross ice
shelf in Antarctica freezing our butts off!"

"The only difference I can see is that when we made love, it was
just a little further south!" she replied with a mischevious grin.

"And a hundred degrees colder," he interrupted.

"Lucky for me I have your love to keep me warm," she cooed as she
held him tight.

"What Lois and I didn't have was an audience!"

Raising her head Diana asked, "What audience?"

"Our tuxedo wearing neighbors," he teased pointing at the flock of
penguins.

She began to laugh quietly as she asked, "Think they will complain
to the authorities?"

"Well if I was going out to dinner wearing my best evening clothes
and I caught some couple making love in public, I sure enough
would!"

"Well if they do, we can always bribe them with a few fish heads to
keep their beaks shut, "answered Diana.

He laughed out loud before asking, "Are you looking forward to our
daughter coming home tomorrow from college for the holidays?"

"Of course! But I also would be a liar if I didn't admit I'm going
to miss this little vaction of ours!

"Me too," he admitted as he kissed her on her left breast before he
began using his hands to do some exploring of his own.

Diana jumped up suddenly and stood over him. She was stretching
when her husband reached up to pull her back down.  She jumped back
before saying, "Lois gave me one last piece of advice about you."

"What's that?" he asked.

"Always leave him wanting more!" she teased before turning to
leave. 

 "Were do you think your going?" he asked in a voice filled with
disappointment.  

"For a swim!"

"Swim?" he asked in shock. "Were are you going to swim?"

For an answer she took to the sky turned sharply and dove down
plowing through the ice and into the frozen Antarctic sea.

"Well what's good for the goose is good for the gander," he told
himself as he followed her equally naked lead and plunged through
the ice laughing after her.