An Ambush!

The elevator door slides open to reveal a modest sized foyer. Two ferns flank a hostess podium, behind which stands a blandly attractive woman in a blue tailored suit. The muted chatter of voices and the clatter of plates and glassware drifts in from somewhere. The hostess smiles, “Good evening sir, ma’am. Your table is ready. This way please.”

You give your companion a Ladies First gesture, which earns you a bemused grin. Diana steps past you out of the elevator, and just as she crosses the threshold you reach out and goose her in the ass. Her head whips back to shoot you an irritated look --

Which means she’s distracted as her weight comes down on her foot outside the elevator and slips out from under her on the unusually-slick floor. She’s off-balance as she lurches out into the foyer, and only her graceful athleticism saves her from falling. But she doesn’t notice as a weighted net drops from the ceiling and falls over her. Before she can react to that, the net comes alive with electricity, shocking her with enough juice to fry a normal person. Diana screams in pain and falls to her hands and knees.

Almost instantly the place is flooded with a sound that is almost too high to hear yet somehow also nearly too low to hear, as some kind of sonic energy ray shoots in from the right. The beam slams into the Amazon, who cries out louder and claps her hands to her ears. Hard to blame her – your fillings are buzzing like a vibrator and you’re 10 feet away pressed up against the back of the elevator.

The fake hostess pulls some kind of long rod from behind the podium, and gestures to either side of the kneeling heroine. Two guards in heavy body armor step into view from hidden alcoves on either side of the elevator door. They quickly move in and grab Diana’s arms through the net, their armor apparently protecting them from both the electricity and the sonic waves. You realize the hostess is holding some kind of catch pole, like the ones dog catchers use to snare mad canines from a safe distance, except the open collar on the end is heavy metal with some kind of advanced circuitry.

For a second it seems as if the fight is over before it’s begun. But as fast as the attackers were, the Amazon Princess is even faster. Despite her obvious agony, when the guards grab her arms she grasps them in turn, lifts them off the ground like they weigh nothing, and smashes them into each other over her head with a crunching sound loud enough to be heard over the sonic cannon. She completes the motion by tossing one into the approaching hostess; the other she throws down the corridor, and with a sound of twisting metal and breaking glass the sonic device cuts out.

Ignoring the electric current shocking her, Wonder Woman rips the metal net in two with her bare hands and it shorts out in a shower of sparks. She surges to her feet, black hair free and disheveled, her green dress charred black and half burned away, every muscle in her exposed arms and legs clenched in pain and anger as she pauses to take a heaving breath.

The hostess has gotten back up and tries to snare Diana with the catch pole, but the heroine grabs the collar and twists, snapping it off the pole. The guard tries to bum rush her – that goes about as well as you’d expect, and soon they both lie **** on the floor.

Shouted voices herald the arrival of more guards. Wonder Woman spins to her left and blocks a couple shots from some kind of energy weapon; she catches the shots on thin bracelets around her wrists, but as they’re hit the bands shatter to reveal her wide silver bracers. (Magic, amiright?) She then snatches up the hostess’ podium with one hand and throws it into the guards with a loud crash.

The beautiful, enraged Amazon tears off the tattered remains of her dress leaving her utterly unselfconscious in her underwear. She drops into a fighting stance and shouts a battle cry in Greek or whatever. She tenses to launch herself down the hallway into her attackers…

And a slender golden rope drops over her head and shoulders.

“Stop,” you command as you pull the lasso tight around her upper arms and torso, and the half-naked superhero freezes instantly.