It was a dark and stormy night Evil lurked in the shifty dusk
Courageous Jones hauled her sorry ass out of bed at 4 am one dark and gloomy Friday morning.
"Time to go fight the evil noxious plague of ignorance that runs rampant in our
city," she grumbled sleepily. Staggering her way to the bathroom, she pulled on her mask and ran her fingers through her short crop of hair. Business transacted, teeth brushed, and slightly refreshed, she shuffled back to her bedroom to ditch her monkey slippers and trade them for her slinky spandex travel gear.
Moving swiftly and silently through the house now, lest she wake its slumbering denizens, Courageous Jones swiftly stowed a few necessities in her utility belt and coiled her laser wit whip about her waist. She slinked down the stairs, keeping to the shadows, and waited, poised, for The Principal to arrive.
Their journey was short, and soon they were in the vaunted Tower of Learning in Canuckland, or, as it was know to the natives, Le Centre Sheraton.
Yet there was no battle to be fought that day. Jones and The Principal chose to scope out the territory, joining forces with the WonderTwins from their same team. Disguised as mild-mannered teachers, they roamed Vieux Montreal, eyes constantly scanning for foes of all sizes. None, save the Foul Poutine, were to be found, though.
Courageous Masked Jones let her guard down that night and felt the beauty of the city around her. Little did she know that she would feel its crushing weight upon her the next day.
Madame Firebrand began her tutelage the next morning. If Courageous Jones had ever felt that she was up to the task of scourging ignorance from her
city, Madame Firebrand would soon extinguish that confidence. Madame Firebrand ran Jones through her paces, test after test, until she was ready to drop from the exhaustion and felt weak and trembling from the mounting fear. Mockery and self-doubt slipped from the shadows and fell upon her. Worse,
her fellow participants
the rest of the Justice League were succumbing to the same foes. It was time, thought Courageous Masked Jones, to butch up and face things.
Loosing her whip, Courageous Jones lashed out at the debilitating demons that diminished her self-worth and beat them back with the sure knowledge that, while there was always room for improvement, there was also the ability
to improve within her. Everything she needed was at her beck and call. Calling it forth from every fiber of her being, Courageous Jones took the lessons that Madame Firebrand had provided and worked on them. She toiled, slaved, wiped her damp forehead, and then toiled some more. Pages of notes and plans appeared before her - the product of the sweat of her brow and the magic of her mind.
Courageous Masked Jones has a plan.
Now, does she have the power?
Stay tuned, superfriends, stay tuned!
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