Following up on an underworld informant’s tip, as to the whereabouts of Tommy ‘Tommy Gun’ Kelley’s latest secret lair, Lady Vengeance quietly entered one of Gotham’s long abandoned waterfront warehouses. The building, standing unused for decades, smelled of decay and bird droppings, didn’t seem to be the kind of place a criminal mastermind, like Tommy, would choose to take up residence. In hindsight, she should have listened to her highly attuned superheroine instincts. The building was a trap, something she belatedly realized as clouds of knockout gas flooded the corridor...

Watching as Lady Vengeance slowly awoke from the effects of the knockout gas, Tommy ‘Tommy Gun’ Kelley smiled behind his evil face concealing mask, “I see you’re finally awake. Personally, I always hate it when one of my superheroine victims dies in their sleep.”

Pausing to gesture with his deadly Tommy Gun, “I know you expected to die in a hail of bullets but when it comes to killing superheroines, I’ve come to prefer a more perilously unpleasant demise. Years ago, I would have simply used my machete to behead you, but since then I’ve come to enjoy the sound of dying superheroines screaming in terror as they suffer a cruel and agonizing demise within one of my creatively diabolic deathtraps.”

Seeing the intoxicating look of unbridled fear in Lady Vengeance’s eyes, Tommy reached down and moved the activation handle to its first notch, a sudden, loud electrical whine, filling the chamber as the massive steel drill bit began to spin. “I’m looking forward to the delightful site of this sharp steel drill ripping through your guts in an obscenely amusing spray of blood and gore, as you die screaming in agony.”

Struggling, in a futile attempt, to escape her unyielding restraints, Lady Vengeance watched in horror as Tommy, moved the activation handle to its final position and that lethal spinning drill, started to slide forward along its track, toward her costume sheathed belly.

Moments later, the sound of high-pitched screams of agony, drowned out the sound of Tommy’s darkly amused laughter, as that massive spinning drill effortlessly tore through his latest victim’s guts. Surprisingly, even for someone who’s killed dozens of superheroines, Tommy was delightfully surprised to see that Lady Vengeance remained conscious for several agonizing minutes after that drill finished its diabolically messy work before she finally finished bleeding to death merely for his sadistic amusement...