She gets sold.

Tamika's heels click as she strolls over to the collapsed heroine, placing her boot on the younger woman's head and pressing it down against the floor. "As you can see she still has some spunk in her. I know for some of you that means she's a risk. For others it presents an interesting challenge."

There is a murmur in the room as the men discuss their options. Then a booming voice rings out, piercing through the noise, "I'll pay $100,000 to break the bitch." The Minotaur call out." From there the bidding war begins. The Minotaur puts up a big show but storms out of the room abruptly when the price tag breaks half a million.

"Two million." A man in a very expensive suit calls out, doubling the price of the last bid. The room falls silent in response.

"Well then, it looks like we have a winner." Queen Oya declares lifting her boot as two large men approach her with an intricate metal collar. She gives the masked buyer a smile as he approaches, recognizing him even with the mask as Senator Collins. "Congratulations. Are you sure you'll be able to handle a real life superhero?"

"We'll find out." He motions towards the collar. "That's why I'm here. A scientist I'm funding assures me this will do the trick. I'm not some barbaric **** like our bull headed friend, I'm here to test a new product that people like you will pay through the nose for." He glances down at the now collared woman's naked body. "Any sexual gratification I take is just a nice bonus."

"Of course." Queen Oya purrs. "You'll have to let me know if it works. If you need more test subjects perhaps I'll have to go her hunting again."

He passes you a simple business card with nothing but a phone number on it. "If you have any luck, give me a call."