Princess Diana stood there on the sandy shore of Themyscira, her shining golden sword held in her hand. Her long black hair flowed in the wind as she stared at the sunset on the horizon, waiting. Finally, she appeared. Flying over the ocean, creating ten foot tall waves in the water as she passed by, was Supergirl. She flew up to the island, kicking her legs out in front of her as she came to a stop, and dropped down to the ground, blowing up a cloud of sand around her legs. She gave Wonder Woman a confident smile.

The Kryptonian Kara Zor-El, in spite of her tiny waist and skinny arms and legs, was incredibly strong and durable, almost as much as Superman. But Wonder Woman knew she still had the advantage. She was a trained Amazon warrior, and Supergirl was extremely inexperienced. Hell, you could even see it in the way she dressed. Her short cape had no practical use and just offered up something to grab onto. Her tight white shirt was showing off a little too much of her "perky disposition." Below her exposed stomach was a blue miniskirt, which flapped every way but the right one whenever she flew. Her costume was that of someone dressing up as a superhero rather than someone who could actually hold her own in a fight.

Diana, on the other hand, had all the dressings of an experienced warrior. Her infamous "star-spangled panties" covered what they needed to while leaving her strong legs open to move freely and make the most of her metal-tipped boots. Her torso was wrapped in figure-hugging red leather, which connected to her blue bottoms with a golden belt. Her biggest weak point (and perhaps her only weak point) in her otherwise strong, athletic body were her massive breasts, which she covered in a thick metal breastplate strong enough to stop a tank (and it has several times). On her wrists were nearly invincible metal bracelets, which she used in conjunction with her quick reflexes to stop anything from arrows to bullets. Topping her head was a golden tiara, which made Batman's batarangs look like paper airplanes. This gear would make any normal woman powerful, but on the body of a powerful, athletic warrior like Princess Diana, sculpted to perfection from the smoothest of clay and trained to physical peak, it made her unstoppable. A true Wonder Woman.

Supergirl knew she was in for a challenge, but was more than confident she could come out on top. Her inpenetrable skin could take any of Wondy's attacks, and her Kryptonian powers had one major advantage over any armor or weapons. No one could take away Kara's flight or laser eyes, but someone could take away Diana's sword, or her bracelets, or her entire outfit for that matter. Supergirl would thrive in a nude fight. Not that anything as silly as that would ever happen.

Supergirl started the fight with her laser eyes. Two bright red beams of light shot across the air, and Wonder Woman's wrists shot up in front of her body, sending the two streaks of light back at the ground. Effortlessly she shifted her arms around and directed the lasers back at Supergirl's stomach. Just what she had expected. Anything she dished out could be counteracted by one of Wonder Woman's weapons. She looked down. Her torso was glowing red and smoke was coming off of it. Nasty stuff that laser vision. Wonder Woman charged at her with her sword, and Supergirl jerked to the left. The sword swung past her and the blade cut through the thin fabric of her boot and left a small cut on her foot. She jumped a few feet off the ground, a little shocked that something managed to actually penetrate her Kryptonian skin. Wonder Woman flew up off the ground and raised her sword to strike again, but Supergirl grabbed her by the arm and took off high into the sky, pulling Wonder Woman with her. She slid her hand up Wonder Woman's wrist and slipped the sword out of her grip. She jumped back as the razor sharp blade cut her hand, and as it dropped the sword grazed her abdomen, leaving a long cut from just right of her navel down to her inner thigh, and slicing right through her skirt. That fabric was supposed to be incredibly strong, but the sword cut through it like it was nothing, and left just barely a strand keeping the red briefs she wore underneath intact. She fumbled for the limp blue rag, but a feeling of intense pain jumped through her hand when she tried to close it. Not only was it cut by the sword, but Wonder Woman's bracelet had still been scorching hot, and Supergirl had put her hand right on it when she went for the sword. Hopefully that getting rid of the sword would mean the end of that.

Before Supergirl even had time to react to the fact that she was now floating there in her underwear, Wonder Woman flew at her and threw several punches. Supergirl took the hits and returned several punches of her own, but Wonder Woman countered each one flawlessly. Supergirl's Kryptonian strength was able to handle most of Wonder Woman's expert blows, but she had yet to successfully hit back. After a few seconds she finally got one in; a backhanded punch to the face that sent her hurtling to the ground. Supergirl took this chance and dove down fist first at the ground. She punched Wonder Woman in the chest with the force of a tank.

Yeah that didn't fucking work.