Themisycria

The magical trace had carried her first to an abandoned building and then to a much more dangerous location. Themiscyria. It had been suspicious when the resort had first opened after years of isolation to become a tourist hotspot, but Wonder Woman had insisted that her people were growing more trustful with the outside world.

Still it allowed for her to have a perfect alibi along with the rest of the tourists. Though she couldn’t help but feel out of place with the number of sex goddesses on the island and Amazons she started. Not to mention her own homosexuality made it difficult to concentrate, though there were worse distractions.

“Hi there I thought I was the only one” said someone taking her by surprise. Turning around she saw one of the more modest women tapping her on the shoulder.

“I haven’t been able to schedule an enhancement either, there clogged up, guess that’s what happens when an entire world of women isn’t good enough for Master” she muttered, not annoyed but perfectly accepting that Master wanted to pervert the entire female population.

“What do you think about all this, Master taking over I mean?” she asked in order to not draw attention.

“Are you kidding? The same as everyone else, before Master took charge I was a refugee. Now though Master is in charge and our only wars are in his name, and you can be sure that he wouldn’t abandon even the poorest of us. He deserves our service” she responded so brightly and enthusiastically that it was impossible for Kate not to smile back.

“Yes it’s true that there’s world peace now, thanks to Master. I’ll give him that” she murmured, and it wasn’t like he was being a violet dictator.

Her conversation was interrupted when an Amazon had told her her room was ready. Sweeping the room for bugs she had found some sort of device under her bed. She guessed it was some way of mind controlling victims, after making sure it was disabled she sent a picture back to Huntress and put it in her utility belt to give to her later. For the next few days she tried to find out more about how the Master operates, some things were made clear, for instance it was Zatanna’s magic that had enslaved the Amazons and it had been the Master’s base of operations for a while. It was also here that he was almost assassinated by Talia Al-Ghul before deciding to take over the world (if only she’d succeeded). She’d also noticed that many technologies present that the Amazons had historically lacked bore Sexcorp’s symbol, which gave her next target. And a new head of doubts