I sat quietly on the couch, the covers wrapped around me as I pretended to be watching TV.

Inconspicuous.

Be inconspicuous.

You are inconspicuous.

"Why do you look like your choking on intelligence?" A sour voice snapped from behind me.

I choked down the crazy feeling of wanting to strangle someone violently and smiled before looking at Blue dressed in his tight ass costume. His body had grown, he looked larger and wider, and twice as sinister as he had before.

I gave a fake laugh, "You're so funny! And smart and handsome. I see someone's been doing their squats" I sent him a wink.

His eyes narrow in on me like a hawk, "... I'll be gone for no more than 3 hours. I'm serious do not leave this building" his eyes bore into me.

I rolled my eye, "yes. You've said it before. I heard it the first twenty times, don't you have somewhere to be?" I questioned him.

That seemed to take his mind off of me.

He quickly made his way over towards the center of the room, "three hours, of your not here when I get back-"

"Where else would I even be?!" I cut him off.

That seemed to relax him.

He smirked before flipping me the bird then shooting through the air, and somehow managing to go straight through the roof.

I'll have to ask about that later.

I ripped the blanket off my body and smiled at the outfit I had been able to put together.

Blue had (annoyingly) forgotten to throw all of Ana's clothes into a dumpster and burn them, which is where I found the outfit I had squeezed into.

None of her clothes or anything would have fit me, but I had been able to slip on one of the dresses she had that didn't make me look like I had a pimp. It was long sleeved and a beautiful sky blue. It was tighter through the top of my chest, making it slightly harder to breathe, but the bottom was loose and came down to my mid calf.

Step two of my master plan: get the hell out of this room.

He probably locked the damn door, there's no way he would actually trust me enough to- the front door swung open as I pushed it.

A bright smile broke out over my face, finally good karma coming my way. I deserve this.

I shoot out of the room to see there is a large dark hallways that leads to another door at the end.

Okay.

I walk quickly down the path hoping that no vicious dogs come popping out, but nothing happens ... until I get to the door.

The door lights up as I stop in front of it. "Password" a computerized voice snaps making me freeze.

"Password?" I ask it back unsure.

Maybe I'm hearing things. A machine gun pops out of the door and aims directly for my face, oh.

"Password" the computerized voice demands again as the gun stays trained on my forehead.

Well, this is a surprise.

A password?! What the hell would Blue have his password as? Arson? Felony? Assault? Murder? Homicide? I hate Katrina? There's a million different things!

I look at the door frozen, "umm is there like a hint?" I asked shakily.

The computerized voice is silent before, "Hint: Katrina Justice", then there's nothing.

"That's the hint?! Katrina Justice?!" I choke as my eyes grow wide.

Me?

"You have 10 seconds to answer" the computers voice drones out before a count down stares back at me.

9

"Stupid!" I scream at the screen.

8

"Annoying?"

7

"Sexy?!"

6

"Love!" I paused.

5

What does he even refer to me as constantly?!

4

"Gorgeous?!", maybe it's something I always say, not actually me.

3

"Electrical outlet! Blue Condom! Dented lightbulb! Demented lamp!"

2

Okay so it's not something I say to him, it's what he says to me.

... he wouldn't, "pathetic infant!"

Everything freezes, my heart, the count down, my breathing.

"Correct". The door swings open for me to view a large office.

Son of a bitch.

I stalked out into his multimillion dollar office and glared. Of course all his stuff looked and even smelled insanely expensive.

The whole side of his office was completely glass, giving him an amazing view of the city.

I strolled over to his desk and quickly grabbed a pen and paper.

Just a quick note so he won't think I'm dead and was kidnapped.

As I finished my cute little drawing that I placed in the corner of my lovely note, his office door swung open scaring the shit out of me.

My eyes widened at the sight of the confused woman standing in front of me.

She was tall and had dark black hair that rushed down her frame. Her skinny body that was clothed in professional clothing, and glasses that seemed to make her green eyes pop even more.

Does this man have any ugly woman surrounding him?

Her eyes narrowed dangerously, "Who. Are. You" she demanded, the files in her hand clutched at her side.

"I'm me. Who are you?" I shot back, who does she think she is?!

"I'm Blake Dun's personal assistant" her voice rang out.

Ohhhhh no.

Not today.

"Well let me personally inform you, I'm his girlfriend" I stated back at her annoyed.

I was about to pee all over that lightning rod. This girl has way to much possession in her voice.

Her eyes widened and her jaw slacked, "Blake doesn't have a girlfriend ... wait aren't you the girl who was kidnapped?"

I blinked at her, "don't you mean Mr. Dun. And second, yes I was, but it's happened more than once so you'll have to be more specific. Anyway, Blake went out, and I have ... uhhh errands to run. So when he gets back here, make sure that you tell him that I said specifically that he can kiss my fat ass. What's your name by the way?" I asked her, her jaw was officially scraping the ground now.

"... Lora ... y-you can't say that to him! He-"

"Well Lora, I'm going to let you in on a little secret", I smiled brightly at her, "he can eat shit. Now where would his credit card be? Do you have it?" I asked her.

Her hand slowly went to her pocket, "I-I can't give you his credit card! I don't know who you think you are but-"

I sighed and gave her a bored look, "Listen, you're a pretty girl. You could probably be smart too. But, we both know that I can be way more hostile than this, but I don't want to be hostile Lora. I kind of feel like we've become friends, and I would really hate to have to side tackle you, like a beast, if you don't hand over the card. I don't want to hurt you, especially since I'm going to have to get you fired once he comes back. So let's not take it there Lora, let's do this nicely and no one has to get hurt" I smile at her.

I see the resilience in her eyes as her fist closed around the obvious credit card she has.

"You'll never catch me" she threatens.

I glare, "don't do it Lora".

We stare silently at each other, our eyes hard as I try to mentally push her into obeying me.

She drops the files to the ground, and turns to sprint away.

But it's too late.

I'm already flying through the air, crashing into her back.

Blue's POV

"ARIELLA FOR THE TWENTIETH TIME! OVAL SHAPE, NOT ALMOND! DO I LOOK LIKE A HOUSEWIFE TO YOU?!" I bellow in the young girls face as she trembles from fear.

Be afraid.

"So sorry Mr. Doom!", she quickly gets to work on better filing my nail.

"Don't do it again" I snap at her before I pull my attention back to my phone that I'm scrolling through.

Stupid email.

Stupid email.

He's getting fired.

Burning down his house.

Pay the warehouse shipping fee.

God, everything is annoying.

"Doom?" A voice slithered out, making me want to pull my eyes out of my skull and pelt them at infants.

I turn to see Snake decked out in his all black super suit, his mask covering the good portion of his face.

If only it covered his mouth.

"Snake" I turn back around to Ariella who looks like she wanted to bash her head in and cry at the same time at the sight of two villain in her nail salon.

"I forgot you came here, for your freaky nail fetish" her sniggered.

"Don't you come here to get your talons cut? Oops I meant your toe nails" I mutter back monotone.

He was quiet, "They scratch Sasha when we go to sleep".

Disgusting.

"Oh how is Sasha? Corrupted anybody else lately?" I snapped at him.

His eyes narrowed as he took a seat across from me near Ariella.

"My girl has never escaped before, none of them have until your demon child with the wild hair showed up! Throwing around feminist shit, and empowering them! Do you know Sasha punched me in the junk then screamed 'hail the V' before I was able to catch her at the Convention" Snake hissed. "BTW Ariella I call next on a pedicure, and I'm punching all the customers you put before me in the throat" he threatened the shaken woman.

My face soured. Katrina fucking Justice. Pathetic infant.

I swear, she was taken years off my existence, I've never meet someone so fucking prone to near death experiences.

I had to give it to her though, she was creative.

"Are you smiling?" Snakes annoying voice punched me back to reality.

My lips dropped, "don't you have a hole to slither into?" I snapped at his annoying face as an amused smirk came over his lips.

"Your smiling about your crazy ass chick, aren't you!" He mocked.

I snorted, "Doesn't Sasha carry your balls in her pocket?"

He gave an evil smile, "she's carrying them alright, carrying them straight to the cellar where I've kept her junk punching ass for the last few days".

I nodded. Respect.

"Does that work? Locking her down there?" I asked him.

"Sometimes, I can't leave her down there too long though, the chains rub her skin away and then she cries. And I wasn't to shoot myself when she cries" Snake groaned out. He eyed me, "how do you punish Katrina?"

"Fear of heights" I snickered as he let out a loud obnoxious laugh.

"Fly her around?"

"Dropped her from one of the buildings" I smirk as he lets out a even louder laugh.

He slaps his knee as he sets his feet up on the table, "see Sasha's scared of spiders! But she can just kill those! I haven't figured out a way to really get her, ya know!"

"Dude. Magnifying ray! Put her ass in a ring, with a big ass spider".

His eyes lit up, "that's a pretty damn good idea, Doom" he said as his mind raced to absorb my genius plan.

"I know" I state as I look back at Ariella who's face had turned an interesting color of grey.

"So was that you on 23rd street?" Snake ask me again.

I rolled my eyes, "Of course! Who else could do that?" I looked at him like he was stupid.

He was pretty stupid, although he did always have the best information.

"Sorry man, I'm kinda impressed, a semi truck through capital hill, then the two cars you sent threw the police station. That's a lot in one day, and thanks for stealing my police station idea" he sighed.

"I've been busy. Sending a message" I shrugged it off.

"Yea? Something's been going on man, Supers as just up and disappearing. Taken. No one can find them, eventually the council's punk asses will have to come down here. Someone's stirring a shit pot" Snake muttered to me.

"I know. You find any leads on it?" I asked him.

Someone was starting something, but I was still confused as to what exactly it was they were doing.

"No. Its weird though, whoever it is isn't just taking Villains or Heroes, they are taking both" he said leaning back in thought.

"Wars coming".

"I know ... but that's not what's getting to me. I can fight a war, Doom. But if we are all taken, that only leave the girls to fight it" he said his face going serious.

I tensed.

They were taking supers, it made sense they would try their hand for the biggest and the baddest of them all.

She would know better though. Katrina wouldn't ... get ... involved ...

Oh shit.

"Ariella! Can you hurry?! I can feel my toe nails coming through my shoes!" Snake whined.

I turned and glared at him, "Stop breathing near me. Your stupid is contagious".