Amanda was horrified at what Beth had done to Superman and then Wonder Woman. If Beth could dispatch those two superheroes so easily, what chance did she, or anyone else have? Beth seemed unstoppable, and it was all Amanda's fault!

The only choice now was to use the gun on herself. If an extended exposure to the gun's rays had made Beth more powerful than any superhero, then Amanda would have to become SuperAmanda to stop her.

Clutching the gun, she ducked into a nearby building and found a deserted stairwell. She climbed two flights and sat in the corner, looking at the fun. She hated the idea of shooting herself before the gun was fully tested, but she had no choice. The world depended on her. Her hands shook as she turned the gun around and pointed it at herself with her finger on the trigger. She pulled it and the gun fired directly at her chest.

She felt nothing at first, but then the energy began to build inside her, a warm tingle, then a pleasurable, increasingly intense heat combined with a electric sensation in her largest muscles, spreading next to the smaller ones and then the smallest, even in her fingers and toes. It was all she could do to keep the trigger depressed when all she wanted to do was jump and scream with excitement. If only she had known! If only she had started with herself, then none of this would have happened!

And yet, her muscles weren't growing. She wasn't becoming any stronger. She checked the dial, still turned to maximum muscle growth. She pressed the trigger harder and pulled the gun closer to her chest. How long would it take?! Why wasn't it working!? Her finger was hurting, the muscles in her hand were cramping. She had to stop. She dropped the gun, seemingly defeated.

There was a loud sound downstairs. Someone was coming for her!