"I wouldn't be so sure about that!" An authoritative voice thundered from the back of the room; Powergirl had arrived! "How can you leave my cousin there like that - cover her up AT ONCE! I demand we end this debacle right now - turn those cameras off; go on, get out of here you filthy perverts"
Panic-struck media types started to rush out of her way, looking for a way past her and out of the room - they wanted no part of the ugly scenes that would inevitably follow - she had every reason to be furious. Meanwhile Supergirl's eyes opened just a little wider, in the hope that her ordeal may be coming to an end. But then unfortunately rather lost the moment as her breasts fired part of there contents within inches of her cousin's left ear.
Powergirl continued her tirade; "I came here as soon as I saw this abominable press conference starting on the internet. A word to the 'wise' warden - Superheroines have powerful friends; if you have an impregnable prison, don't bring your most powerful inmate into the media room next to the entrance hall - and leave more than a couple of your feeblest guards on duty! We'll be taking our leave now - she shouldn't be in this place;" and she confidently started into the room.
And then the warden spoke; "Hang on their fellas. I was hoping 'Plopgirl' might make an experience. This couldn't be more ideal!" There was something in his innate confidence that froze Powergirl for a moment - 'WHAT did he just call me?'. Meanwhile, the rush to the exit stopped - maybe things may yet be worth sticking around for after all...
Turning to the new intruder. "Now Ploppy - I thought that you may make the right choice to come and surrender yourself for treatment, but I didn't think it would be quite so soon..."
"Surrender!" she laughed incredulously, seeing no harm in correcting his ridiculous assumption. "I will do no such thing. I am here to rescue Supergirl, and expose you for the lying charlatan that you must be."
He sighed for comic effect. "Well, if you really must try; but of course there is no way that I will allow you to remove a prisoner from my custody. Gentlemen", he again addressed the wider room, "Ploppy here is clearly demonstrating so much of what I was saying earlier; here is another disturbed vigilante with a complete disregard for the rule of law."
Powergirl was thrown off guard for a moment; things had taken a surprising turn. She had rather rashly charged into this situation expecting to grab her cousin - damn it, that one was nearly in my eye - and get her to safety; now she would have to justify her actions to the assembled media.
"My cousin shouldn't be here, and there's no way she should be in this state. I do respect the law, but..."
"But nothing, young lady - the law is sacrosanct and must be obeyed"; he seized the initiative quickly. "If you choose to attempt to again break it for your own selfish ends, I will of course stop you, and in doing so, I will again demonstrate to our audience that here is enough depraved so-called 'heroine' who needs treatment until she may perhaps be fit to rejoin society in a different role. I have not the slightest doubt that this brazen strumpet will betray her true nature as shamefully as SloppyGuts over there before the evening is out"
Supergirl helpfully let out another cacophonous fart at this point as her colon decided to resign its post.
The assembled media started to make themselves comfortable again; they had no reason that the Warden was capable of subjugating another heroine so rapidly - but if he did there was no way they were going to miss it.
Powergirl was never the brightest of heroines, and failed to exercise the measure of caution that the situation was starting to demand. By now she should have been considering the possibility that his threats may not be entirely empty - the pitiful state of her desperate former colleague should have been a warning to her. But her blonde mind was still solely full of thoughts of righteous vengeance.
The warden really couldn't be happier. He had anticipated the vision in front of him would appear at some point and had made preparations accordingly. Since the moment she entered the building the air conditioning had been pumping microscopic airborne nanobots into the room; completely harmless to and unnoticed to any human, they were brilliantly designed to target to any Kryptonian present. Almost as cleverly, they could be absorbed through any bare flesh - and sadly for Powergirl she had an awful lot of bare flesh! They were created to affect her so insidiously that she would not notice any changes until far, far too late! And they were also embedded with sufficient tiny fragments of gold and red kryptonite that those changes would be quite permanent He knew with concrete certainty that his Superheroine collection was about to be doubled - and he had just the method that in doing so he could reinforce his own position that others should soon follow her.
Unbeknownst to Powergirl, her fate had been sealed the moment she entered the room - and she was utterly oblivious that already every single one of her Superpowers has already been stolen from her Now she was only as strong as a human girl of equivalent size and stature - and very soon she would be far less effective even than that.
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