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Opening scene:
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Lois Lane is sitting at her desk trying not to gnaw on her nails as she watched the TV screen.
If there was ever a time when the world needed Superman, but no he'd gone, left for who knows where years ago.
So it was up to her to somehow prompt, stimulate, motivate, prod, rouse, spark, impel, goad, incite, exhort, provoke people to action.
In short to light a fire under the entire human race.
She looked again at the editorial, "Why The World Doesn't Need Superman".
In the background she imagined she heard that familiar swoosh. She hear the normal chatter and murmur of the newsroom increase in tone and volume.
"Lois Lane"!! An incredulous voice said.
Lois turned to find herself facing a masked woman in a low cut skin tight pink bodysuit with a teal cape.
"You were expecting Woodward and Bernstein" Lois made it clear how she felt about masked women in sluttly halloween costumes.
"No Clark Kent." the woman replied.
Lois stared "He's dead, died several years ago gunned down by a resurrected 1930s mobster." "And who are you?"
The woman paused briefly, "Ultra Woman".
"Ultra Woman" Lois replied in a flat tone.
"Ping" The elevator announced it's arrival. A second later her leg was grabbed by a small dynamo.
"Ultra Woman" stared at the little boy.
Lois smiled "Jason meet Ultragirl, Ultragirl, my son Jason"
"Ultra Woman" Lois thought the tonal stress on the word woman laughable coming as it did from a bimbo is a skimpy costume.
"How about Ultra Babe said a voice behind Lois"
"Shut up Ralph" the two women's voices spoke as one.
Lois was encircled by a pair of arms and lightly kissed on the cheek.
"What's up Hon, I though you were finishing that editorial?" said Richard White.
