The next generation! 
by David 
The next generation of superhero learns there is more to becoming a hero then she knows


A SECRET BASEMENT LOCATED IN A KANSAS FARM HOUSE "Try again!" her mother
demanded. "What do you think I've been doing?" the tall woman's oldest child
yelled back in frustration. "You're the one who wanted to follow in your
parents footsteps, this is a nessersary part of that journey." "Couldn't I
just spin around and do it that way?" "Sadly I'm afraid that only works in the
imagination of bad writers of old TV shows," her mother replied with a grin.
"Bet you never had this problem.when you were younger" "I never had a secret
to protect until I got old enough to have a family of my own to protect. Lucky
for me your father was a most excellent teacher!" "Did the two of you have to
practice a great deal?" "Of cause!" "Bet it was fun too, especially the part
were you would take off your outer clothes or was it all your clothes you
striped off in front of papa?" "You better watch what you say girl. Or do I
need to remind you I'm still your mother!" "Yes mama," she replied noting her
mother's red face. But she also noticed a slight smile as well as her mother's
relived the moment in her memories. "Try again and be quick about it. Your
father will be home soon and I don't want to have another argument about what
we have been up to!" "What have the two of you been up to," a deep male voice
asked from the top of the stairs leading down to the basement training room.

Putting the two shopping bags down on the floor he floated down the stairway
and stood in front of mother and daughter. "Your home early," his wife said.
"Faster than a speeding bullet remember?" "Pretty sneaky pop, how did you find
out?' "Now you know why I never got around covering the farm house in lead as
your mother wished."

Turning to his wife he asked, "I thought agreed not to encourage her to join
in this crazy life style of ours?" She shook her head sadly and told him, "You
and I might have agreed, but your little girl is a woman now and more than
capable of making such choices for herself. And even if I agree with you about
her not following in our foot steps. I also know now that there is no way I
know of stopping her except by physical force and if you haven't noticed
lately she has grown far to big for me to spank!" Seeing that her parents were
about to break out in one of their marital spats and having no wish to be the
cause of it she instead pleaded, "It's not mom's fault pop. I told her that if
she didn't help me I would simply go off and try it on my own!" "And what do
you mean by that young lady?" her father asked in all his imposing way. "If I
can't join the family business so to speak, Then I will just go off on my own
and take my chances!" "And if I forbid you to?" he asked. Standing tall and
looking her father straight in the eye his daughter told him, "You and mama
have trained me since I was a little girl to think for myself and be a proud
independent woman. You have no right now to try and stop me from becoming what
I think I should be. Or have all of those lectures you gave me about
responciblity and using my abilities wisely were all lies!" she answered
standing up to the father she both loved and respected. Seeing his oldest
child defiantly standing before him, The Man of Steel never felt more proud of
his "Little girl!" "She is her father's daughter after all," his wife
interrupted. "And she has all her mother's courage and stubbiness also," he
replied looking over at the woman he loved. "Jon and Lois will be home from
school soon," his wife reminded him of his the twins named after his own
father and beloved first wife. Knowing when he was beaten The Man of Steel
reluctantly nodded his head yes and said, "Let me see what your having trouble
with." Martha Clark, real name Martha Kent but known to her friends and family
who loved her as Eiko stood in front of her parents in a very proper and
conservative business suit and skirt. Her flaming red hair was carefully
hidden under a raven haired wig tied up in the back in a very proper bun. Her
eyes were now blue, with the help of contact lens. They were also covered by a
pair of dark horn rimed glasses Looking her over her father remarked with a
smile, "I like the glasses." Over her shoulder she carried a large plain hand
bag. Reaching into the bag she came out with flat shinny squares of cloth. She
took a deep breath and a split second later she turned into a blur of motion,
faster than any human eye could follow. Less than a second later she stood
proudly in front of her parents. Gone was the dark wig, contacts, glasses and
business suit. They along with her shoes were safely in her large pocket book.
The smile on her face soon left her as she saw her father red face and
covering his eyes. She also noticed he was fighting to keep from laughing. Her
mother had no such conflict she simply burst out in a deep booming laugh.
"What's so funny?" The young woman demanded to know of her parents. Diana,
known to the world at large as Wonder Woman and to the girl simply as mother.
Stopped laughing long enough to tell her oldest child. "If your going to play
the super hero, you shouldn't try to do it with one of your breasts and a
large portion of your rear end sticking out for all the world to see!" "OH MY
GOD!" screamed the young woman in embarassement as she quickly turned around
to adjust her clothing in front of her father. "That's all right baby, your
old man used to change your diapers on a regular basis." "But my old man
hasn't seen so much of me ever since I began developing things that had to be
covered up!" she wailed. "Better your old man who loves sees you now in the
basement, then in front of strangers in the world at large!" To change the
subject and end her embarrassment he told her, "I like the costume you
designed." "Siko did the drawing's, Biko designed a Krypyonite powered laser
to cut the cloth I got from the fortress and I did the sewing,"she proudly
replied. The cloth was dark and light blue in color. The suit was cut high on
the hips, but being more conservative then her mother not so high as her
mother's own famous uniform. Her daughter included a short breech cloth for
more modesty. The light blue cloth covering her well endowed chest was
highlighted by her mothers own eagle emblem in gold. Super imposed over the
eagle wings was a very familiar diamond shape. But instead of a simple S there
was Both a W and a large S blended together. The symbolism did not escape her
famous parents notice. "Could use a cape," her father interrupted. "You think
every suit could use a cape," scolded his wife. "And what is wrong with a
cape?" "Nothing but I think our daughter should be reluctant to take clothing
advise from a man who wears his underwear on the out side!" After mother and
daughter had a good laugh his daughter asked, "Excuse me but I thought we are
here to help me learn how to change in a timely manner!" Her father nodded his
head in agreement as he said,"Now I want you to try this again, but this time
slowly with out using your super speed. Remember you have to crawl before you
can run. Now try again only one step at a time!" "How is that going to help
me?" "It's the way your grand mother taught me so many years ago," he told
her. And so for the rest of the day Martha Kent practiced changing into the
next generation of super hero! Or at least until her baby brother and sister
came back from pre school to drive her crazy.

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