In the Marvel universe.

Standing by the curb, Wonder Woman assisted the polices officers as they shoved the two armed robbers that had attempted to rob the 1st national bank of Manhattan into the back of the cruiser. She had only seen the two armed men dash out of the bank by chance. However, once she spotted them, it was a fairly simple matter to capture them using her golden lasso. They had attempted to shoot her but she easily deflected their bullets, and then disarmed them. She had to only wait a few moments before several squad cars pulled up, lights flashing, and sirens screaming.

“Thanks, Wonder Woman. My partner and I have always appreciated the help of good people like you and the other heroes out there. But I’ve always had a soft spot for you, you’re an example to all the women of the world,” said a petite Hispanic police woman as she slammed the rear door closed and turned to face the Amazon.

“Its my pleasure Officer Sanchez,” Diana said, having seen the name emblazoned on the police woman’s name plate. “ and thank you so much for your kind words. But the people really need to thank people like you and your partner, you’re out there in the trenches everyday.” Wonder Woman stretched her hand out to the cute brown eyed woman, mentally undressing her.

“Thanks, again Wonder Woman. We’ve got to take these two down to the station for booking, otherwise, I’d love to stay and talk, and I’m sure Jim would too. I hope we can meet again someday,” the police woman said as she grasped Wonder Woman’s hand and took it firmly in hers, giving it a strong shake. The two woman locked eyes briefly before Officer Sanchez slipped behind the wheel of the patrol car, and pulled out into traffic.

Diana secured the lasso back around her belt, and scanned the skyline. “I wonder where Spiderman might be today. In fact I haven’t seen any of the regulars I bump into sometimes. No sign of any of the Fantastic Four or Daredevil,” She‘d seen no sign of any sort of super criminal activity yet today, and hadn’t heard of any either, but not seeing ant fellow heroes was a bit unusual.

As she jogged down the sidewalk towards her motorcycle, many stopped to watch, some to see a true American hero, others to stare as the beautiful woman’s body jiggled and shimmied in her skimpy uniform. She knew some were looking for the latter reason, and sometimes it gave her a bit of a thrill. She smiled, and gave small greetings as she passed them, and then, shook her head, tossing her raven colored hair about her head and shoulders, and paused in front of an electronics shop.

There, on several televisions in the front window was a live image on the local news stations. The Rhino was tossing police cars around a crowded street like toys. He smashed into a wall, bursting inside the building, leaving only a chalky dust in the air, having disappeared from view. Since no other of the local heroes seemed to be there, she hopped on the motorcycle and sped off in the direction of the carnage.

Suddenly,