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Wonder Woman was created by Dr William Moulton Marston in 1941 and is the © copyright trademark of DC Comics. My Wonder Woman stories are only fan fiction and based, primarily, on the 1970s CBS TV show (albeit, updated to the present time of writing). However, any resources from adaptations and the comics may be utilised. All characters are entirely fictional. With the exception of Diana / Wonder Woman and Steve Trevor, these stories and characters are my own creations, unless otherwise stated. In my stories Wonder Woman is the only known superhero.
05 A Pack of Wolves
Should he or shouldn’t he open the coffin was the question Texas Denton considered while he smoked. He put the Twin Otter on autopilot and stood over the shiny black casket; he had made room for it in the passenger cabin by uprooting the seats. Denton knew Goldman was crooked, but the question was exactly how crooked?
If Denton’s instincts were correct, he wouldn’t find the burnt remains of Dr Laing – at least not just him – but something much more interesting like a casket filled to the brim with cash. Besides, if illegal tender was being transported, he had the right to know – right?
Such high moral convenience persuaded Texas to find out. As he suspected, the casket was locked. Pulling down a flap on the front of the coffin revealed a numerical keypad, rather than a traditional screw lock. The unusual security only heightened Denton’s interest in the contents.
Fast losing patience with the impossible task of guessing the numerical combination, Texas grabbed a crowbar from the storage cupboard. He attempted to pop the coffin’s lid open with all the subtlety of cracking a walnut. Predictably, he damaged the casket but with most unpredictable consequences; the hole he made in the coffin leaked sickly chloroform into the passenger cabin. Texas succumbed to its effects before he had time to react; the crowbar clattered to the floor next to him.
About ten minutes later, Denton awoke to a fresh brisk air circulating around the cabin and the pure beauty of Wonder Woman looking over him; her all absorbing gaze transfixing him like two bright sparkling sapphires that he couldn’t turn away from.
“What happened?” he dozily said, “Wonder Woman, how did you get here?”
“You were struck down by a type of chloroform that was released when you chipped a hole in the coffin. By doing so – you inadvertently did me a favour – the toxicity dropped just enough to allow me to crush the chloroform canister’s nozzle inside the casket.”
“You were in the casket?” Then, Texas yelled, “JESUS! WE’RE STILL AIRBORNE – I’VE GOT TO GET TO THE CONTROLS!”
Denton tried to move from his seat, but found himself mysteriously bound.
“Relax, I’ve taken care of everything” said Wonder Woman, “I have you in my Lasso of Truth because I want you to tell me all you know about your work for Gerry Goldman …”
Lying face down on the subterranean ridge, Marsha Cross couldn’t watch her own annihilation. When a gentle tap on the shoulder encouraged her to look up, she still had to turn away from the deformity of the tumoured man standing over her.
“It’s all right, I won’t bite,” he jested in a low pitch whine.
With her hands over her eyes, Marsha asked, “Where’s that Snapper creep gone, man?”
“I saw him about to eat you, as I made it to the top of the ridge,” he breathily explained, “I grabbed his leg with my arms and he fell all the way back down to the ground – he’s now dinner for the hungry – take a look.”
Marsha dared to peer over the edge to witness hungry mutants tearing Snapper’s carcass apart at the bottom of the ravine.
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