The sound of the next door neighbor's lawn mower woke Greg up early in the morning. He still had the spins from the night before and his eyes had a difficult time focusing. His recollection from the previous night was hazy, but bits and pieces were starting to return to him. Greg slowly got out of bed and put a shirt on and some sweats then sat at his computer desk and turned on his pc when his mother walked in on him.

"Are you going to play video games all day?".

"Nope, just most of the day" Greg replied. Greg's computer shut off instantly and Greg turned to his Mom, who was holding the power cord. "What the fuck!, You Can't turn a computer off like that!. Jesus Mom!".

"Don't use that language with me Gregory! Your Grandma's coming over for a visit and your room needs to be spotless."

"I already said I was going to clean it!"

"And, I need you to go to the Nelson's next door to pick up a bottle of wine".

"And why do I have to do that?". Greg asked in irritation.

"Your 19!, you don't have a job! You're not paying rent! And you're not in school!. I'm asking you to do only two things, clean up your room and pick up a bottle of wine from the Nelsons. Do you think you can do those two things?".

"Whatever". Greg shook his head.

"Oh and put on that that necklace Grandma gave you for your Birthday".

"I'm not putting that thing on, it's ugly"

Greg's mom rolled her eyes. "Your Grandma gives you 500 hundred dollars for your birthday, for Christmas and Easter. But, if you don't want to wear it for her fine, I don't care."

"Yeah yeah, fine whatever, I'll put it on". Greg shook his head as his mother left the room. He shuffled his clothes on the floor with his feet and then stuffed his mess into his closet. ‘That should do the trick' he thought. He walked over to his bedroom counter and pulled out his grandma's necklace. The Purple stone pendent was large and ugly but it he reminded himself that it was only a one night thing. He put the necklace on and tucked it under his shirt and went over to the Nelson's house. He dreaded going over there. Mrs. Nelson was worst then his Mom, with her constant cliché's and her never ending lectures topped off with her condescending tone. Greg walked to the Nelson's front door and rang the door bell and waited patiently.

Mrs. Nelson opened the door, "High Greg!, I spoke to your mother earlier this morning, I take it your here to pick up some of Jacob's home brewed wine?".

"yeah, ummm I guess so. Is ummm Mr. Nelson here?". Greg asked.

"No he's at work, won't you come in?"

Greg couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Nelsons perfectly proportioned bust. Even in her modest outfit they were hard to conceal. He swallowed hard and thought of ugly things to avoid an embarrassing situation. There was a purple glow underneath Greg's shirt as he checked over Susan's body. She was wearing a white, long sleeved, cotton, button up top and black pants. ‘God she looked so hot' Greg thought to himself. Her black hair was done up in a bun and she wore thick framed librarian glasses.

Susan Nelson let Greg in and was about to turn toward the kitchen where the entrance to the basement was when a strange feeling overwhelmed her. Susan turned and looked into Greg's eyes and felt dizzy. Greg couldn't help but look at her chest. It almost seemed like her shirt was getting tighter. His mouth practically dropped as Susan's nipples began to protrude and tent from her white cotton top.

"Did you get a hair cut?". Susan asked in obvious discomfort.

Greg's eyes left her bust and gazed into her eyes, "Ummm no, I haven't had a hair cut for awhile now".

Susan was becoming irritated in her arousal. "I don't know what it is about you today, you just seem……different".

"Beats me Mrs. Nelson, Ummm you should probably get ummm the wine" Greg asked with increasing discomfort. Susan couldn't help her arousal. Her breasts were firming and felt as if they were on fire and her nipples felt like they were going to explode. She never felt this way about anyone before in her life. Greg was confused by Susan's obvious advancement to him and no matter how much he tried to avoid it, his attraction to her became obvious. Susan pulled the frames of her glasses down and began to squint as she stared at Greg's bulge. "Do you find me attractive Gregory?". She asked.

"I don't know how to answer that. I mean you're hot. But your….Married and…ummm I don't know."

Susan's hands moved up her body and onto her breasts the only part of her brain that attempted any type of reasoning was now faltering. "Okay, I'll make the question easier for you…. Do you want to feel these?" She walked seductively toward Greg. "When I'm out on patrol, so many guys want to feel them, they would do anything just to put their hands on them and just squeeze". When she was almost a foot away from Greg she pushed out her chest. "Go ahead and touch them…don't be shy. I want you to!". She placed her hands on her hips and pushed her breasts as far as she could. Her top button burst and shot upward. The button hit the roof and then rebounded off the linoleum floor. "Oops!". Susan said.

Greg moved his hands slowly to her breasts. He touched them. He moved his hand around their roundness and then pushed his palms into her erect nipples. He never imagined breasts so firm. His desire for her became overwhelming and he reached into Susan's shirt and ripped it open. Susan's cotton top ripped open and button's blasted away from her body. He paused in complete shock to what greeted him. A long sleeved super tight shiny blue shirt with a giant warped S that distorted across her incredible bosom. "What…the….fuck?" Greg whispered.

"I don't tell everybody this". Susan said as she took off her glasses and undid her hair. Her black hair rolled down her back "But, well, I guess I don't have to tell you who I really am either, Do I?". She looked at Greg's eyes as they observed the stretched logo across her chest.

"You're not serious. Your….You…Super Girl?...Like…The! Super Girl!" Greg Asked in stunned contemplation.

"mmmhmm and I'm all yours".

Greg put his hands on the emblem on her chest. ‘I'm touching Super Girls chest. I'm actually feeling Super Girls Chest!' he thought to him self. Greg put his hands on her side and attempted to pull her shirt off. His finger tips slipped off the tight blue fabric with every futile attempt to pull the sheer fabric off her body.

"Let me help with that". Susan said as she easily pulled off her shirt and exposed her breasts to Greg.

They were huge and perfectly proportioned and her big nipples pointed skyward. Greg wanted to grab and squeeze them. He wanted to kiss her sultry lips and fuck her incredible body but in a panic move he backed away from her and then backed out the door and ran back home. He ran inside his house and up to his room. He breathed deeply as he tried to figure out what exactly happened. Okay, he was on drugs, and he did do a fair amount of it the night before. What was I thinking!?. Why the hell did I leave!?. Was that really Super Girl?. No way!. But she did have Super tits. Greg's erection grew as he thought about her. He reached under his belt and onto his cock.

"I can help you with that" Susan said.

Greg stood there stunned. It was Super Girl. Her red boots came up to her knees. She had blue tights that came up from her boots and ran up high. She had tight red shorts held snug by a yellow belt. She wore a long sleeved blue shirt with the S emblem stretched across her bust and her red cape came down to just above her tight behind.

Greg had seen Super girl in action plenty of times on the news. And what he saw in the news was now standing before him. "Holy shit, are you really…..Super Girl?" he asked.

"How can I prove it to you?" Susan asked.

"Fly!" Greg said.

Susan's red boots left the ground and she floated 3 feet off the ground. "There's not much room to fly, so, Will this do?".

"Holy shit!, Holy Shit!".

"Anything else?" Susan asked.

Oddly enough he wasn't completely convinced, he needed more proof, proof that would exist well after she left the room. He grabbed one of his old text books. "SuperGirl has laser eyes, fry this book!". Twin lasers from Super Womans eyes emitted into the book. The book ignited in his hands and he began stomping out the flames "Holy shit, Holy shit!"

Susan smiled, "Anything else you want me to heat up?, you see Greg I've never been more attracted to a man as I am to you, I can't explain it, But I want you more then anything in this world and I'll do anything to have you".

"What about Mr. Nelson, don't you think he'll mind" Greg asked.

Super Girl approached Greg seductively "I think the only question worth answering is….Do you mind?"

Greg watched Susan approach; he wasn't going to fight her this time. He was going to get laid by Super girl and his body anticipated her touch.

She grabbed his shirt and ripped it off with a simple pull with her petite hand. But along with the shirt she also ripped off the pendent.

Super girl's S Emblem hung over Greg's face with the nipples protruding from her super tight top. Greg grabbed her breasts with both hands and squeezed.

Susan looked at Greg in shock. ‘What the fuck was she doing here, why is Greg from next door feeling my tits?!' She thought. Her small hands pulled Greg's hands off her tits. Greg screamed as her petite hands squished his hands. "What are you doing you little pervert!". She yelled at him.

"You came to me!, You came over here!, I swear!". Greg pleaded.

Super Girl lifted Greg off the ground with one hand. "Listen here you little pervert, You tell anyone about this, if you tell any one who I am I'll fry you from the inside out!, Do you understand?." Susan could hear Greg's Mom walking toward the bedroom, she let go of Greg and in a flash she exited through the window.

Greg's mom opened his door. "You call this clean?, and have you been smoking in here!?".

Greg looked at his mom, still stunned from his experience. "Uhhhhh".

"Did you even get the bottle of wine from the Nelsons?". She waited for her Son to reply, but he just laid there with a stunned expression. "Your Grandma will be over in an hour. Put a shirt on! Cmon Greg Smarten up!".

Greg's mom left and Greg lay on his bed staring at the roof. It would have been an amazing day in itself if he discovered that Mrs. Nelson was in fact Super Woman. But this was his wildest dream come true. What happened?. Why was she all over him like that?. He reached down and grabbed his shirt which was torn in half. A souvenir he thought as he opened the shirt. The necklace fell onto his stomach and he became curious. ‘Could this be why?'. He would do anything to have her again, and he'd risk anything to find out if this was the secret behind having her. He grabbed a piece of thread and began repairing the necklace.

 

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Susan opened her drawer and pulled out a pink sweater and pulled it over top of her Super Girl costume. She was practically blushing from embarrassment. How the hell could she allow herself to be draped all over that loser!. What could she have possibly been thinking?. She put on a pair of jeans. It wasn't like it was the boys fault she thought, It was after all Superwoman who was coming on to him. She doubted very much that there was a being on this planet who could resist her. Her sensitive ears picked up cries for help. Susan shook her head in irritation ‘not now' she thought as she squinted her eyes. The wall in front of her disappeared and she zoomed into the crisis. There was a fire in an apartment building. Her eyes moved a little to the left and she could see that the fire department was minutes away. ‘They'll be fine' she thought, besides she needed to collect herself. The door bell rang. Her eyes looked through the door, It was Greg from next door. She swallowed hard, as strange as the circumstances were, she had to get to the bottom of it. She opened the door for him.

"Ummm, hi again Mrs. Nelson?"

"What do you want?" she asked firmly.

"My Mom asked me to come over here to pick up some wine, and ummm the last time I was here we sort of got distracted".

She walked over to him and looked him over. She never felt any urges, she felt completely fine. "Give me a second" she said and in quite literally a second she was holding a bottle of wine.

"Wow!, that was pretty quick".

"Well, I am super. Is there anything else?" she asked.

"I wanted to tell you, well, I want you to know that your secrets safe with me".

"I'm glad to hear that Greg".

Greg paused for a while "and I was wondering, if maybe you wanted to…Like…Go out sometime?".

Susan sighed. "Okay Greg I don't know what happened earlier today but I'm going to cut it to you straight. I don't like you, not even as a person. You have no chance with me. Ever!, And not because I'm married but because you are repulsive and the sight of you makes me sick".

Greg nodded his head. "Okay, that was a little harsh".

Susan crossed her arms over her chest. "Well, I just want you to be perfectly clear".

Greg became angry. His face was a little flushed. "May, I use your washroom?" Greg asked.

Susan rolled her eyes. "Sure, and then you can let yourself out".

Greg locked the washroom door and pulled the necklace from his back pocket. He breathed deeply, oh how he wished this was going to work. He pulled the necklace over his neck and tucked it under his shirt.

He stepped carefully through the hall way. "Ummm Susan?" he called.

"What is it now?" She startled him from behind.

"Oh ummm, I just wanted to say. Ummm just wanted to tell you that…".

Susan crossed her arms in irritation. "Spit it out".

Greg looked at her perfect breasts and the stone began to glow again. "I Guess, I just wanted to tell you, that you have the nicest chest I've ever seen".

Susan's breasts began to firm again, Her nipples began to harden and became visible through the pink sweater. Her reasoning center of the brain became confused. Her arousal for Greg was becoming obvious. Greg could see it was working, and he was ecstatic, but this time he was going to play it cool. "I guess that's all I wanted to say, I'll be leaving now". Greg was about to turn from her.

"Wait!" Susan ordered. She swallowed hard. "What about my breasts do you like the most?". She questioned.

Greg couldn't help but smile.

Susan traced her fingers across her bust. "Is it because there soooooo big?" she asked. She gave her breasts a squeeze. "Or Is it because there sooooooo firm?, or could it be because there soooooooo Super". She gave Greg a wicked smile and ripped open her sweater revealing The S emblem on her fantastic bust.

Greg concentrated hard. She was cruel to him and now it was his turn, but he had to focus. "Yeah your tits are fine, but I don't know if I'm interested anymore".

"What?!"

"You said some pretty un cool things, like 5 minutes ago. And I'm not sure I'm going to get over that".

Susan circled Greg, "I'm hot and I'm Super, so I'm sure there's some way I can it make it up to you".

"Well, there are a few things I wouldn't mind having".

"Name it!"

"Mmmm, I guess hundred thousand dollars would be okay, for starters".

"And if I get you that?, you'll forgive the things I said?".

"Yeah, I think I'd be able to forgive you".

Susan twirled in one spot revealing her Super costume.

"Oh, one more thing!", Greg walked over to her and ran his finger down her tight belly, down her yellow belt and down her red bikini. He rubbed her sex with two fingers and pushed them inward as far as he could. Susan closed her eyes. "Just some incentive for you to hurry back" Greg whispered into her ear.

Susan opened the door ran to the street and blasted into the sky.

Greg grabbed the bottle of wine and walked back home with a skip to his step. He couldn't believe he just did that. Was she really going to get him a hundred grand? Briefly he asked himself if he went too far, but he just reminded himself how big of a bitch Mrs. Nelson really was. And honestly, He never demanded the hundred thousand he just asked for it, really the fault was hers.

 

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Earl, the security guard at the first national bank was close to falling asleep when Super Girl casually walked into the bank. Earl walked up to her, "Hey Super Girl, what are you doing here?, I thought the shipment you were protecting isn't coming in until tomorrow?".

"Oh no, today I'm making a withdrawal". Super Girl casually replied.

"You have an account here?" Earl asked.

"Do I need one?" she replied.

The people in the line up looked in shock as Super Girl cut through the line. The female teller swallowed hard as she looked on at her intimidating presence. "Is there anything I can help you with today?….Supergirl".

"Yes, I would like to make a One hundred thousand dollar withdrawal".

"Ummm…okay, ummm sure, do you have an account number?"

"No, will that be a problem?".

The teller gave SuperGirl an awkward look. "Well, yes, you need an account to withdrawal or deposit money here".

Super girl placed her forearms under her chest and leaned onto the counter. The S symbol on her chest began to distort as the soft flesh under her shirt desperately tried to escape the pressure her arms were exerting. "You do know who I am, don't you?". SuperGirl asked as the counter creaked due to the pressure her body exerted on it.

The clerk didn't know what to do. She looked at Super Girls dramatic bust, and then looked into her firm eyes. "Ummm, it's just that, I'm not."

"Is there a problem here?" Earl asked.

SuperGirl's eyes squinted as she x-rayed the bank. Her eyes zoomed in on the vault. The thick steel was no match for her eyes. She estimated there was tens of millions in the vault. Super Girl walked around the counter and made her way to the vault. Every one was in dumbfounded silence.

Earl followed closely behind her and put his hand on his holstered weapon. This couldn't be Super Girl he thought. Clearly this was some kind of imposter, She wasn't flying she was walking. She wasn't demonstrating any evidence that indicated she had any Super Powers at all. He pulled out his weapon and aimed it at the girl. "Okay, that's far enough young lady". Super Girl kept walking. "One more step and I'll open fire!" Earl warned. She took that step and Earl fired a round at her.

Susan heard the trigger being depressed and rolled her eyes. The bullet made it's way slowly toward her lower back. She moved her cape out of the way so that the bullet had a clear path to her firm ass. When the bullet was close enough she gave it a hip check. The bullet ricocheted off her firm ass and back toward the guard.

Earl swallowed in shock as the deflected bullet blasted into his belly. The Super Girl was looking at him with a content expression as if she had just made a difficult basketball shot. As hard as it was he managed to focus and take aim on her again. Super Girl's look of content changed to irritation as her brow furrowed and then a red beam blasted from her eyes. The gun glowed white hot and Earl screamed in pain when the heat transferred into his hand.

Susan looked at the vault and placed her petite hand on the thick cool steel. Her fingers began to make a depression in the steel and her arm went through the vault. Once her hand was through she hooked her hand onto the other side and began pulling. The building began to shake and the vault door began to bend and distort. A bang echoed through the bank as the vault door blasted off its hinges. She held the massive steel door over head and then casually tossed it away.

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Greg finished his meal and chatted with his grandma. He thanked her repeatedly for the necklace he received for his birth day. She informed him that she made it out of strange rocks she found on her land and that she was pleased he liked it so much. A news bulletin interrupted their conversation. Greg looked at the TV in shock as it showed SuperGirl robbing the first national bank. "Holy shit!" Greg muttered in shocked disbelief. He was overwhelmed with emotions. Fear, joy, excitement and anxiety rushed through him all at once. "Gotta go!, thanks again Grandma, bye Mom!".

"Where do you think your going?". Greg's mom asked but no sooner did she say that when the door slammed and he was out the door.

Greg walked into the Nelson's house cautiously. "Susan?" he called. "Susan are you here?"

"I'm in here" she called.

Greg walked into her bedroom and looked in bewilderment. Thousands of hundred dollar bills lay all over the room most of which was on the bed. Greg bent down and grabbed a fist full. "This is a lot more then a hundred thousand dollars. This is like millions!".

Susan floated over to him. "Well, I opened the vault door saw that there was more then a hundred grand, and well, When in Rome. You're not displeased with me are you?".

"No. Of course not!".

Susan put her arms around Greg and pushed her chest into his. "Prove it" she said. Their lips met and Susan used her tongue in ways Greg didn't think was possible. He ran his hands up and down the smoothness of her tight costume exploring as many curves he could. Susan pushed Greg away from him and gave him a wicked grin. She began spinning in a circle moving to fast for Greg's eyes to see. Her clothes began shooting away from her and then she stopped in an instant completely naked. "Fuck me!" Susan demanded. Greg struggled in his haste to take off his belt. Susan floated on her back making a dramatic arch. "Do it now!" She demanded. Greg finally got his pants off and lunged onto her floating naked body.

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Jacob rushed home as soon as heard the news. All attempts to contact his wife failed. He would think it would be impossible for his wife to use her powers for personal gain. Yet, every major news station showed his wife break into a bank vault and make off with millions. Something was wrong, and he was going to get to the bottom of it. His car pulled into the drive way and he entered his home.

"Susan?. Are you home?". He called out.

Greg rushed to get his clothes on after hours of foreplay with Super Girl. "What's your rush she asked him casually".

Greg looked at Susan in shock. "Your husbands home!, I'm sorry I have to go!".

Jacob walked into the cash filled room and witnessed the next door neighbors kid getting dressed and his naked wife lounging on the bed. "What's going on?" Jacob asked.

Susan looked at him curiously, "You're a smart man Jacob can't you figure it out?".

"This isn't you Susan, whatever's doing this to you, you have to fight it!". After Jacob made his plea he focused in on the kid. "You!, Your doing this to her!."

Greg backed into a wall as Jacob moved in on him. "Whatever you doing un do it! you little punk or I swear to god I'll".

"I never did anything!" Greg fearfully pleaded. "She came onto me I swear…Just…Just Chill man!".

Susan giggled, "Yeah, chill man". Susan said as her lips formed an o. She blew on her husband as if she was cooling hot soup.

Greg looked on in shock as Susan blew a cool stream of super cooled directly at her husband. He froze instantaneously. Icicles began forming all around his body and he became entombed in ice. Greg walked over to the frozen man. He touched his body. "Jesus, is he dead?".

Susan floated over to him. She landed beside him. "Oh, don't worry" She comforted Greg and then pointed to her eyes. "Heat vision, remember". She squinted her eyes and concentrated on her husband. Her eyes began sparkling and a red pulse fired from both her eyes. The energy pulse struck her husband and he exploded into a thousand pieces.

"oops!".

Greg fell on the floor and clutched onto his necklace. He was in deep now. If for some reason the necklace fell off there was no telling what she was going to do to him. He rubbed his hands through his hair.

"Oh, don't look so upset. He couldn't satisfy me like you can and divorces could be so messy. This was for the best." Susan reassured.

"But, but you killed him. How could you do that?" Greg asked in shock.

"So I could be with you?. Why else?." . She walked over to him seductively. "Don't worry so much, are you forgetting who I am?. I'm the most powerful being on this planet and you know what?. I'm all yours". She laid on top of him placing her firm warm breasts on his crotch getting an almost instantaneous response. "Oooo you like that do you?". Susan unzipped him and placed his erection into the deep valley of her Super bust.

Greg grabbed hold of her hair as she gently squeezed her breasts together, slowly at first and then faster and faster. Greg's eyes rolled back "Oh my God!" he screamed.

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Three vans screeched to a halt in front of the Nelson's residence. Six men from each van each wearing black uniforms and each carrying an automatic weapon formed up. There were no radios or any signals; each man knew what they had to do.

Greg was giving Susan the sloppiest French kiss she had ever received but she enjoyed it none the less. She broke off the kiss and pushed her self off Greg and listened carefully. "Shit, their here".

"Who's here?" Greg asked.

Using her super speed she sprinted around the room and changed back into her alter ego. "Don't go anywhere love, I'll be back in a jip". With that she balled her hands into a fist and extended them upwards. Her body blasted through the roof and dry wall and dust came crashing to the ground.

Greg looked at the hole in the roof and then got off the bed and moved the curtain out of the way to see outside. There were three white vans parked out front. He looked on intently wondering what was going on when two red beams from the sky blasted into one of the white vans. Seconds later the Van erupted into a giant explosion causing Greg to fall backwards and the window in front of him to explode.

Susan wasn't going to waste anytime on these guys. All she could think about was being with Greg. She knew who she was dealing with. It was a government organization designed to neutralize her if she ever went rogue. They probably thought they had a chance. The bullets they used were made of kryptonite and the men trained their entire careers for this moment. And it was going to be a quick moment. She concentrated her heat vision on the first Van and it erupted into a massive explosion. Susan dropped her body into the flames of the burning Van fast enough so no one would notice. She scanned her surroundings and saw that five of the assailants were somewhat close together, breathing in through nostrils slowly as to not extinguish the flames that licked her. She pursed her lips and blew a hurricane at the grouped men. A Gigantic fire ball of heat and debris engulfed the men entombing them in flames. Susan turned her attention to the next closest man, using her super speed she simply ran right through him and then she took to the skies. Susan blasted thousands of feet into the sky and surveyed the area. Twelve men left. Six positioning themselves defensively and six making a dash for her house….For Greg!.

Cord ignored the explosions and gun fire that was erupting around him and kicked open the front door of the house. The man next to him ceased to exist as he was vaporized literally right before his eyes. The gun fire outside became intense and bullets were now finding there way inside the house. The bullets were kryptonite laced and they left a green tracer wherever they were fired. The roof exploded before his eyes and SuperGirl dropped right down before him. He pulled out his side arm and aimed it at her head. She didn't even pay attention to him. She focused outside and unleashed a furious torrent of wind undoubtedly ending the lives of the men that were following him in. He depressed the trigger but nothing happened. It just happened to fast. The gun was squished in a steaming ball along with his hand. He was about to scream when green tracer fire blasted into the house blasting into his body and forcing Super Girl to retreat as she flew through the roof and back into the night sky. Cord lay on the ground for a moment. He couldn't tell how bad his wounds were but he knew he could still stand and run if necessary. He planned his move and took in a deep breath. A massive explosion echoed from outside and he made his move. As fast as he could, he got on his feet and then ran through the hallway and toward the bedroom closer to the source.

Susan landed behind one of the men and kicked him between the legs. Her red boot ripped through his body and he fell to the ground in pieces. The two remaining men dropped their weapons and made a hasty retreat down the street. "Whatever", Susan commented as she turned her attention toward the house. She panicked as her super vision picked up the sight of the man inches away from Greg. She sprinted faster then she ever had before. Flames and debris trailed her every step as every millisecond past she narrowed the gap in half. She blasted through the exterior of her own home and moved through the remaining walls as if they were never even there.

Cory moved in on Greg who pinned himself against the wall. He could hear the walls boom and knew his time was short. He jumped for the necklace hanging around Greg's neck.

Susan entered the room in what seemed like a flash. Her eyes narrowed in on her target and she unleashed her heat vision on the wounded soldier.

Cory's hand grabbed the pendent and his body began to incinerate. There was a snapping sound and he let out a yell. Ashes fell to the ground along with a sparkling purple pendent.

Susan blinked a few times as she recovered from her hypnotic state.

Greg panicked as he saw the pendent hit the floor. He jumped to the floor and reached for it. His hand was scrunched into the floor by a red boot.

Susan ignored his screams as her mind bombarded her with images of what she had done. She robbed the first national bank with the entire world watching. She killed eighteen men in cold blood, one of which was her beloved Husband. Pieces of him still lay strewn across the room. She reached down and grabbed the purple pendent and looked at it intently and then crushed it into dust with her clenched fist.

"Uuuugh My hand, Get off!" Greg pleaded.

Susan looked down at Greg and her eyes began to sparkle. A slow burn she thought, an agonizing slow painful death, it was the least she could do.