Our story happened just fifty years ago this fall, in 1952.  It started in a large, dilapidated house, in the older, seamier part of Fawcett City.  In a secret laboratory in the sub-basement, a not entirely sane scientist worked on his newest invention for world domination.

High School Junior, Georgia Sivana took a deep breath and prepared to confront her evil scientist father. She'd just spent the last of her allowance on a pair of new black boots, the latest thing in teenage fashion, and she desperately wanted to see the new movie, "Destruction from Outer Space." If she wanted to go that night, she must ask her parsimonious father for the fifty cents admission.

"Heck! Pop's so cheap, you'd think I was asking for the moon, 'stead of a measly half dollar!"  Georgia groaned silently. "If he'd use some o'his time to make money from his inventions instead of conquering the World, we wouldn't have to live in this dump!"

To her surprise, Georgia found her father in a relatively good mood, for an evil scientist, at least. Dr. Sivana had just completed a diabolical new weapon to be used against his nemesis, Captain Marvel.

"When I treat an item of clothing with this solution,"  the evil Doctor explained to Georgia, "it will give the clothing the ability to absorb super powers from any superhero who comes close to me. I'll teach that big red cheese to meddle in my affairs!"

"Hey! That's great, Pop! You're certainly a genius!" Georgia replied, hardly listening. "Say, do you suppose you could let me have fifty cents for the movies?"

To Georgia's surprise, her father's rare good mood, even extended to his pocket book.

"Heh, heh! Well I suppose so! Though fifty cents is an outrageous price for a Theater Ticket!  Why, when I was a boy, admission was only a nickel!"

 "Yeah, but when you were a boy, they were magic lantern slide shows, I bet!" Georgia thought maliciously. "Oh heck, I hope he doesn't go into that spiel about the hardships of his boyhood, again. I've heard it a thousand times!"

Instead of a lecture though, the old scientist quavered. "Here's a dollar, get yourself some popcorn, too!"

Georgia grinned in surprised appreciation. "Gee! Thanks Pop! You're a doll!"

Later that night, on the way home from the film, the stiletto heels of her new boots clicking smartly on the sidewalk, Georgia thoughts wandered back to her father's new invention.

"Hmm! I wonder if Pop's new formula'd work on my boots.  I'd sure like to teach a certain snot nosed superheroine a thing or two! She's always messing up everything I want to do!  Maybe I'll sneak into Pop's lab after he goes to bed, and try some of that stuff on these babies!  Boy, THAT'd be SO neat, if Pop's stuff really works!"

The next day as lunch time approached, Georgia crossed the Fawcett High athletic field, heading for the school cafeteria. It was only then, that she remembered she'd spent the entire dollar her father gave her at the movies last night.

"Darn it!  I'm hungry! What am I gonna do?"

Hurrying behind Georgia were two young freshmen girls, also heading toward the cafeteria.

"Hmm!  If those little brats are going to the cafeteria, they must have money?" Georgia thought.

The villainous teen's reaction was predictable to all who knew her.

Just then, Student Teacher, Mary Batson, came across the field, returning from coaching the girl's soccer team.  Though only nineteen, Mary was already a College Senior, and her air of maturity and dependability inspired Principle Weatherby, always a shrewd judge of character, to repose the greatest trust in her abilities, delegating ever more demanding assignments to the young apprentice teacher. >>From the corner of her eye, the sharp-eyed, brown haired girl, ever vigilant for trouble, spied the disturbance at a secluded corner of the field.

"Oh Dear!" Mary thought. "It's that awful Georgia Sivana causing trouble again!  She's just like her dreadful father, always up to some evil scheme! Looks like she's taking those 'frosh' girl's lunch money, and the poor kids will go hungry!  Well I know the person to handle Georgia best!  Better change now! I'll never forget that time, last year, when the little snip sprayed chloroform in my face, and then that nasty brother of hers tied me up and gagged me, before I could say the Wizard's name! That was pretty embarrassing!  Lucky I was able to snag the gag off on that hook they left me right by, or they'd have gotten away with it!"

Mary Batson stepped behind a small tool shed, and spoke the name of her Ancient Benefactor.

A crash of thunder, a bolt of lightening from the sky, and in Mary Batson's place stood the World's Mightiest Girl, MARY MARVEL! Mary Marvel granted the grace of Selena, the strength of Hippolyta, the skill of Ariadne, the fleetness of Zephyrus, the stamina of Atlas, the beauty of Aurora, the wisdom of Minerva, and the courage of Achilles, to battle evil and injustice.

Before proceeding on her mission, Mary passed a moment in self reflection, a bit bemused by her change.

The dynamic young superheroine flew into the sky, and a moment later, touched lightly down beside the three school girls.

As Mary Marvel alit from the sky beside her, Georgia Sivana suddenly felt stronger, MUCH stronger. A delicious, new sense of power and confidence, filled her entire being, seeming to flow into her body, through her shiny black boots.

"It's working...I think it's working!" The young miscreant exulted, as her youthful muscles trembled in eager anticipation.  At the same moment, Mary Marvel felt her legs quiver, uncertainly.  For just a second, she felt giddy and lightheaded.

"Holy Moly!  That's funny! That never happened before!"  The dynamic heroine wondered.

Resolutely putting the unfamiliar sensation from her mind, the dynamic crimefighter prepared to deal with her most persistent, though perpetually inept, adversary. It must be confessed, that despite her unflagging persistence in evil endeavor, Georgia couldn't be considered dangerous. Her grandiose schemes, like those of her father, always came acropper.

"Georgia, you let that those girls go, this instant!"  Mary snapped.  "You're coming to the Principle's office, RIGHT NOW!  This will be the third time this week, if i'm not mistaken!"

Mary reached out to take the annoying teen by the shoulder, and march her off to face well deserved, scholastic justice.

It never entered Mary's head, that she had anything to fear from young Georgia Sivana, and as usual, she disdained any precautions to protect herself.  After all, why bother? She was an invulnerable superheroine, impervious to the worst threat, from the most hardened criminal.  Her sole concern was to prevent the young reprobate fleeing, to escape her just deserts.

But, to Mary's surprise, instead of fleeing in fright, as she normally would, Georgia turned on the dynamic young superheroine, and boldly punched her in the face. Unbelievably, the scrawny teen's punch staggered the World's Mightiest Girl. Mary's head exploded in pain.  Her eyes glazed, and her long legs wobbled, nearly buckling.

Hardly able to believe the astounding success of her first punch, Georgia drilled a hard left into Mary's side. Once again, the scrawny teen's fist staggered the stalwart crimefighter. Nothing like this ever happened to her before; and Mary Marvel would have thought she was dreaming, but for the throbbing, all-to-real pain in her head and side.

Before the World's Mightiest Girl recovered from her pain and surprise, Georgia, gaining confidence, hit her twice more, even harder.

"Boy! This is GREAT!" Georgia exulted.

As Mary staggered backward from the damaging punches, Georgia, enjoying herself immensely, eagerly followed the retreating superheroine, and nailed her in the tummy, extremely LOW in the tummy!

When Mary remonstrated with the nasty teenager for such a dastardly violation of good sportsmanship and fair play, Georgia demonstrated just how knavish and unsportsmanlike, she could be.

How could any young schoolgirl, even the daughter of so notoriously evil a father, be so depraved, as to deliberately kick another girl in that most forbidden spot?  Yet, it was no accident, for Georgia chortled in complacent  glee at Mary's terrible distress.  As Mary stiffened, nearly paralyzed by the pain of the dastardly kick, Georgia seized the brown haired heroine around her sweetly rounded thigh.

Mary jumped to her feet, fire in her eyes, rightfully incensed at the uncalled for indignity Georgia had just inflicted.

"Oh, she's going ot pay for THAT!"  Mary Marvel resolved through gritted teeth.

Georgia, still cackling at her impudent success, waited with audacious confidence for her foe.  Was Georgia's arrogant overconfidence misplaced?

In the full majesty of a superheroine's righteous wrath, Mary Marvel flung herself on Georgia, and bore her to the ground.

Once she had Georgia down, Mary angrily cocked her fist. Georgia wriggled ineffectually, unable to escape the bigger girl's sturdy body pinning her to the ground. Georgia shivered in dreadful anticipation! Was another one of her carefully hatched schemes about to fail?