The Return of Seagirl for the First Time (Venus)

Hanna awoke later than usual. She had no particular reason for her long slumber, but also no reason to spring out of bed. Once noon rolled around, she finally motivated herself to get up by poking herself in the side the way a mother would do to get a child to go to school. Light cracked through the edges of the curtains overlooking the scenic view of the ocean Hanna looked out to everyday. While her previous position afforded the funds to live out her reclusive life on a beach, the five years separating her from being a major image in Australia made it so she could go to the beach without any real disturbance.

Sand crystals filled out the gaps between her toes. A pair of flip-flops sat next to her and the light bag she brought with her. Sun bounced off the reflection of her sunglasses resting half an inch away from the crown of her pulled back blond hair. A white tank top rested over her bikini top rolling slightly onto the hem of her athletic shorts, casting her in the same light as most of the people walking the beach. She liked the feel of fitting in.

Water splashed out from her flip flops still dirty from the beach. Hanna switched to a pair of jean shorts, but still maintained her same regalia as she made her way towards the stripmall. Pulling her hair up with her glasses, Hanna walked into a Kay's Jeweler to look through the stock. She felt like getting her mother something for the upcoming celebration of Mother's Day, but spending real money on jewelry always scared her. "Mam..." A guard at the door reached out for Hanna.

"I'm too young to be a mam; I'm a miss." Hanna nervously snapped.[/color]

"Miss." He looked down to her bag. "You can't bring bags in." He began to pull the bag before she fully released it. "I'll just hold it until you need it."

"What about my wallet?"

"When you need it."

"You shouldn't go through my bag. It's an invasion of privacy."

"I won't mam."

"Miss."

"Miss."

Hanna crossed her arms as she began to survey the jewelry within the storefront. That was the last time things were easy.

A red, thick column was dragged across smooth, puckered lips. Eyes carefully watched in the mirror as silk-like hands expertly applied makeup. Lipstick, foundation, blusher all done in such a way to make her skin flawless. The women's hair had been done before hand and lay in short curls, giving her a 1960's esque look. Finally, a very sharp eyeliner pen heavily lined dangerously close to the white's of the blue orbs - but the ladilike hands remained steady and confident, and 10 seconds later it was done. Marian's lips parted into a peraly white smile, before rising to her feet. She'd already put her trousers and boots on - thigh highs, naturally. All that remained was her corset.

With a light grunt, she pulled the leather strings tight and tied them without looking. She had done this atleast a dozen times by now and knew how it was done. Her corset held her bossom up high, and slimmed her waist. Taking the liberty of checking herself out in her standing mirror, hands on hips before nodding to her own perfection. Damn, she thought, I'm hot as hell. Blowing herself an ego-ridden kiss her attention turned to her bedroom door. As she walked past her end table she casually slipped a golden cylinder into her small bag.

Marian opened her front door and calmly walked down her porche's stairs. The sun was blaring as per usual and she smiled right in it's face. Most would find wearing red and black in such heat uncomfortable but she had gotten used to it, infact she prefer it this way. Pressing a red button of a device in her hand a bright red, sleek car with black tinted windows beeped to single it had been unlocked, and the doors even opened on their own for her. Once inside, another press of the button caused them to close and the car to start. An unsteady inhale, and excited exhale followed the humn of her engine. She was getting the butterflies, the butterflies she got before she hit her mark, her victim her next toy. Her white teeth bit her red lip, before she went zooming down her drive way.

The car almost seemed to drive itself, Marian swurved it around corners with such precision. Pulling up outside the Stripmall, the doors opened once again at her button's whim and she helped herself out of the car. 5 inch heels clicked on the tiled flooring, and she looked over her shoulder at the shops. She was about to do it. God this felt amazing! Finally taking it into her own hands, and doing something for herself! grinning as she made her way into Kay's Jewellers, holding onto a small clutch bag, which the security lady musn't have seen or was too distracted dealing with a young lady who... looked eeriely familiar. Dismissing it, putting it down to the fact the girl must just have one of those faces, she turned her attention to the fifty year old gentlemen behind the counter.

"Well, well..." her blue eyes danced across the pendants and rings, like a child at a funfair. All of them worth so much money, all of them so pretty - both good for her collection and her bank account. She ran a red fingernail along the glass before flashing a beautiful at the man. "How much would these cost?" the man must have been able to tell she was wealthy as he was very eager to help her spend money. "Oh well, Miss, these are part of a rare collection - the pendants start at $20,000 and the rings at 30." Smiling, she leaned over the counter and deliberately pushed her elbows closer together as to plump up her breasts. "Oohh... I think I'll take them all..." the man's face lit up - he was bound to get a promotion for this. However his ambitions were turned upside down when Marian gently exhaled - releasing a red and pink glittery gas which slithered into his nostrils. "Go and put them into a bag for me... dear." she squeezed his chin adorably and like a good little doggy, he reached under the counter for a black velvet bag...

If her argument were not bed enough, now this woman in red took her spot in front of the counter. With the slow movement of traffic through the store, Hanna would need to wait for this woman to finish her conversation with the old man behind the counter.

While she waited, she noticed the odd relationship between the two, did they know each other? Perhaps she started some relationship to get a deal on jewelry.
As the gas released from her mouth and the man began to act under some other influence, Hanna stepped back to the security guard.

"I'm going to need my bag."

"I'll meet you at the counter then, mam."

"It's miss..." Before Hanna could keep the man from taking her bag to Venus, she realized the error she committed.

"Got all the young ladies after you today it seems..." The guard placed Hanna's bag of gadgets on the counter before Venus. "You plan on buying the whole store?" The guard laughed as Hanna felt herself tense up.

The mezmerised old man began putting the invaluble jewels and gems into the bag, and Venus kept flashing him a smile to keep him motivated. Her eye-contact was broken by another male. A security guard to be precise; who put a bag down infront of her. "You planning on buying the whole store?" he joked, and Venus laughed with him - flashing him a piercing blue wink. "No, pet...' she exhaled once more and filled his nose with the sweet tasting gas - yet another was under her spell. 'You're just going to give it to me, because I'm so god damn charming." the man smiled, and moved his head as if he were going to kiss Venus but stopped, denying himself the satisfacation. Slowly, he went around the store with a bag and started peeling open cabinets, loading them with sparkling stones.

Venus' gaze looked at the bag before her and something caught her eye. She reached a hand in and removed a pair of goggles. Holding with one finger, he looked in the direction of the lady and raised an eyebrow. "Darling, if you are wearing these you need a fashion advisor." with a wicked smile, she flicked the goggles to the floor and then put the handbang down there too, and kicked it across the floor to her, she couldn't feel anything of value in there so didn't bother taking anything. It was qutie nice, watching people work away, especially whenever it was going to get her filthy rich. She tapped her nails on the counter rhytmicly. (idk how 2 spell it).

Trying to intercept the security guard brought Hanna within close enough proximity to smell the gas releasing from Venus' mouth. Under the intensity of the fumes, Hanna coughed while Venus pulled out her goggles and tossed them to her. The rest of her bag fell to the floor, discharging her net gun, causing the projectile to fire through the bag and impact into the display case.

"Hit the silent alarm and I'll handle this." Hanna prepared for a fight she was in no way prepared for as the two men starred at her in a hypnotic state. "The alarm, sir." Snapping her flip-flop, Hanna realized this fight would be a little more hands on. "I'm going to need for you to come with me mam." Moving closer, Hanna would bend down to grab the net and then move to apprehend the villain. "You are now going into the custody of..." She hated the name Seagirl and tried her hardest to think of what she previously came up with. "Um...the Waves of Grace. Perhaps you've heard of me?"

When the girl lifted up the net gun, and pointed it at Venus - the best Venus could muster was a laugh. She looked like a child wielding a water pistol. When she gave orders to the men who continued with their work like good little boys, and then tried to make it seem as if she had a reputation Venus kept chuckling. "Ok, no I haven't and no I'm not." she smiled and leant on the glass counter. "Put the water pistol down before you hurt yourself pet, I'm rather busy - and rather innocent."

She turned to face the girl, and hopped onto the glass counter, crossing her legs. "I haven't done anything. If you, achem, 'put me in your custody' I'll have you arrested." flashing her another grin, Venus waved her fingers and tapped her foot in the air - the elder of the two enslaved placing the first black velvet sac onto the counter before starting to fill another. "Good boy." she said, and patted his cheek - before her eyes returned back to the women. "You're still here?" she said it with an unimpressed tone, crossing her legs in the other direction.

"You're robbing a store!" Her net gun remained trained on the seductress. "Aren't you?" The gas must do something to men. Making them even dumber in the presence of women than usual. "Of course you are. Sir. Sir, you are under the control of mind altering..." She tried to remember what she saw come out of Venus' mouth before. "Breath?"

While the guard gave her no response, Venus only served to mock her from her position of power. Seated upon the counter like a place of power, Venus only cemented her control over the poorly prepared superhero. Hanna tipped the net against her head while she thought of the items within her disposal. She brought her bombs with her, but they would need to be filled before use and the eyes of Venus remained locked on Hanna. If she tried taking Venus into custody she would have to explain herself and she was only...wait.

"In case you didn't know, I'm Seagirl. Now, I'm going to take my chances with taking you in." Hanna fired her net gun to grapple Venus and prepared to try and restrain Venus before could fill anymore of her gas in the area. Her actual most recent combat experience came from her television show and not an actual skirmish, so Hanna would try to brush off the dust by wrestling Venus into the back of the store to keep the hypnotized men from interfering.

As soon as the net gun was fired, Venus gasped. However before it could hit her the elder of her pets wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her over the counter - away from the net, which rattled agains thte counter and fell to the floor. "That was clo-... wait... Seagirl!" Venus had to take a moment to laugh, remember the hours she'd spent giggling at adverts containing the teenage wannabe, who'd only gained the spotlight because no-one in Australian was worth noticing. "I haven't heard of you in about 6 years!"

Venus straightened her back, and composed herself - although the smirk was still planted on her face, quite obviously. Looking at the younger security guard, Marian wafted her hand towards Seagirl. "Deal with um, 'Seagull' here for me. " the australian guard slowly removed a jet black baton from his belt and held it in the direction of Seagirl, rushing towards her a messily swiping for her upperbody. Venus flicked her wrists hastily to tell the older man to go faster.

The will of a hypnotized man saved the vixen from a certain capture. Hanna rushed forward to take matters into a more direct fashion when she felt the long arm of the law impact into her chest. The follow up of the baton crashed against her back just below her neck, sending her crashing into the counter and slowly sliding down to the ground. "Do we need a bag to put her in madame?"

Still good and lively on the ground, Hanna threw her leg to tangle with the guard's to bring him down. Fighting a man outside of his own head seemed so wrong, but she needed to bring this woman to justice before she could use her powers to take over more powerful, and just as dumb, men.

While the man fell to the ground, Hanna rolled back and sprung up to face Venus. A couple of years ago she did a fitness ad, but since then the most exercise she did regularly consisted of pressing down the button on a blender and occasionally walking shin deep in water. Definitely did not prepare for such vigorous action, nor did her back appreciate the acrobatic maneuver it forced her to perform without stretching.

Hanna wanted to charge in and deliver a final blow, but the beating to her chest and back left her discomforted. At least she knew her poor conditioning wasn't the only thing leading to the problem, but as she saw the older man still throwing jewels in the bag, she knew the security officer would try to cut her off.

To prevent the security officer from interfering, she rolled to the counter to grab her net, and jumped from her hips to the counter, somersaulting with the net and landing on her feet in front of Venus. "I still got it."

In her athletic triumph, Hanna looked Venus in the face to make her final demand for her to surrender. Before her words formed, she inhaled a large amount of the dust Venus had breathed to put her slaves into a trance. Choking from the fumes, Hanna stepped back as the security guard brought his baton onto the back of Seagirl, knocking her out cold.

The not-so-mighty seagirl seemed more than capable of rustling her way around the larger security guard, and  even managed to bring him down to the ground. Raising her brow, Venus watched the scuffle. With a small pip and enthusiastic grunt - Seagirl hopped up and stood confrontinfly infront of Venus, who reacted by blowing her a big chemical filled kiss. They caused her to cough and splutter, before the security swung his baton at her lower back and then she hit the floor with a thud. "Nighty night..." she waved her fingers at Seagirl's closeing eyes before she turned to face the elderly clerk. "Dear, go and delete the security footage for me' she snapped her head back to the younger, more handsome security guard 'and you... put her in the boot of my car." she pushed a button, which caused the boot's lid to hiss open. She knew what Seagirl could do - despite finding her hilarious, Venus had actually quite liked the heroine and after she was on a chat show - Venus knew that one of her powers was breathing under water.

The trip should keep her out of the way, and so long as her car didn't explode it shouldn't kill her. The young security guard reached down and lifted the unconcious girl over his shoulder, and walking out ignoring the stares he got from strangers and the panicked gasps when he put the young girl into the boot of the red car. Slamming it after him, he walked back to the shop. The old man stood beside Venus and nodded, telling her that the footage had been deleted. Her peraly whites glimmered once more before she whispered to the old man. "Now, lie down and count until you can't anymore..." and like a good child the old man lay down on the floor and began counting. One, two, three...

Outside, Venus was escorted by the bewitched guard, who opened the passenger door and allowed her to sit in before marching to his own side. Within her fingers, Venus massaged the black velvet sac of gems and jewellery. "To the pier, dear." extending her finger, the man put the car into drive and began zooming down the street with less precision than Venus had shown before, but it was still an enjoyable ride. Being a passenger always made her feel important. When they arrived at the pier, a flick of her fingers signalled the man to drive down the wooden dock. Both of them got out of the car and Venus stood at a fair distance. "Push it in, sweetie." and within 5 minutes and a lot of groans, the red car's wheels rolled over the splintered wood and plummeted 15 feet into the water. The boot filled with gushing water, which was cold to the touch.

"That aught to teach her to stay out of my way." with a smile, Venus linked elbows with her escort. "Onwards?"

A bright light pried Hanna's eye open as it flickered in and out of sight. Once her other eye focused she spotted the work shirt of the security guard Venus hypnotized. Before she could say anything the door of the boot slammed, trapping her inside the dark trunk. Hanna rolled to her back and tried to press the door open as she heard the sounds of the vile woman accepting her seat in the car. Once the pry failed, Hanna began to beat on the door.

After minutes of driving, two car doors slammed and footsteps moved towards the back of the car. Hanna heard the order be given to push the car into the bay. Returning to her objections, Hanna slammed her fists against the door while yelling. "STOP! I'm in here!" Whatever bewitched spell she placed the guard under kept him from any empathy towards a girl he had no clue could breathe underwater.

Luckily, Hanna could breathe underwater.

The car plummeted and the trunk began to fill. Hanna summoned her greatest feat of strength and pressed her back against the back of the door and her legs against the floor of the boot. Water made it much more difficult to pry herself out, but as she struggled in vain, she felt the pull of an inside handle. All modern cars came with an inside trunk release and Hanna forgot. All the shows where someone was kidnapped in a car erased that detail for dramatics, but as the door released, Hanna swam with lightning speed towards the surface.

Springing forth from the water, Hanna used her propelling motion and bouancy to leap the fifteen feet and stand on the very edge of the pier. "Now how did she plan on getting home without a car?" Thankfully Hanna hadn't changed since going to the beach, so she put no worry into her clothes getting ruined by the saltwater, but honestly in the time Hanna spent on thinking about that detail, Venus put more distance between the pair. "I'm looking for a woman in red..." A crowd gathered to see about the car going off the pier, the women looked more interested while the men seemed absent minded. "She probably was breathing something weird and..." A woman pointed down the road leading Hanna to break off the discussion and just follow the lead. "Thanks."

With a well-paced stride, Venus had enough time to smile and wink at a some idle men, who's jaws dropped at the pleasure - much to the irirtation of their girlfriends who shot Venus a scowl, and then proceeded to glower at their hubbies. A warm breeze went through her hair, and she pushed a curly strand behind her ear. it was actually quite a nice day and the fact she was now carrying atleast 500 thousand dollars in gemstones only added to that fact.

Now, to go down the list of failsafes. Security footage, deleted. Elderly clerk... 'Two thousand, five hundred and three' , Seagirl, out of the way. Car - destroyed. Only one remained. She turned and glimmered her bright blue eyes at the security guard. "Go and take a seat dear." and motioned a hand to a wooden bench. He moaned obediently, before taking a seat. His eyes met her own and he awaited another order - but she had already walked on. His eyes watched every inch of her figure while she away, holding onto the black velvet orb with her left hand.

However, her pride got the better of her. She turned around to take a big, gloating stare at the scene. She'd disposed of a hero, stolen a hell load of money won the day! The weather only added to her glory, beams of sun streaking against her flesh. However this pause of pride gave Seagirl enough time to catch up! Drats!

Last time Hanna tried to grapple with Venus, the vile witch breathed her toxic pink powder into her face. This time Hanna wouldn't fall for such nasty tricks, but she needed a little help. A line of men drooling over themselves highlighted the path Venus took. Knowing her pride would always shine like a beacon, Hanna stepped into a local convenient store and went to the car repair aisle. Seeing her silver salvation before her, Hanna grabbed a roll of duct tape and walked to the counter.

"Will this be all?" A man just taller than Hanna with dirty hair looked across the counter with his hands on the counter. He smiled with a youthful energy as Hanna dug through her pockets.

"I left my wallet in my bag." Flashing a smile, Hanna leaned in closer to the young man. "Listen, I'm a superhero, so could you..."

"Oh cool who are you?"

"Have you heard of tides of battle?"

"No"

"Fine, have you heard of Seagirl?"

"Oh cool, you're Seagirl! I guess I can cut you a deal..." He looked down in a suggestive manner. "If you cut me a deal!?"

"I'll make out with you for two minutes."

"Three minutes." His head shot back up to make eye contact with three fingers in between him and Hanna.

"I have to catch a villain."

"Fine, but you have to come back and pay."

Hanna put her hand on her forehead. "Jesus, a minute of my time is only worth 2 dollars?" She gazed up to confirm the deal.

Seagirl walked out with the roll of duct tape, but had to give the clerk her tank top as collateral in case she didn't come back.

Striding into the park wielding her secret weapon in shorts and a bikini top, still dripping from her dip in the ocean, Hanna singled out Venus. Even with her attention diverted, the distance between the girls put her in the predicament of being too far to sneak attack her and too close to sneak into position. She decided to go with a less subtle approach to picking the fight. "You locked me in the trunk of a car. I'm going to beat you down." A loud creak sounded out as Hanna pulled a large strip of tape out from the roll. "Then you're going to jail for a lot of things."

The pleasant view was torn asunder by the painfully slow arrival of Seagirl, who had to walk up the pier - into a shop - out of the shop - and then another 20 metres to reach her. By the time she'd arrived Venus was leaning on her right leg with her arms folded, blowing her fringe out of her eyes.  "You locked me in the trunk of a car. I'm going to beat you down." A loud creak sounded out as Hanna pulled a large strip of tape out from the roll, causing Venus to raise an eyebrow. "Then you're going to jail for a lot of things."

Her eyes spoke for her, Venus was unimpressed. "And I'm supposed to be afraid of the fearsome 'Seagull' and her mighty duct tape?" Venus looked aside and laughed, before her eyes moved back to the dripping girl. "You really think you can beat this down?" she casually fanned her face, exhaling the pink fumes into the air - for show. "Come and try it." she lowered both her arms, and smirked menacingly.