Katrina's POV

I smiled at the sales woman as I walked into the store, that had beautiful dresses in its window. I'm not much of a dress person, but even I had to admit they were gorgeous.

"Hello Miss, would you like me to place all you bags behind the counter while you shop?" the 30-ish, looking blond sales woman asked me from behind the counter/

Bags? You're all asking yourselves. Shopping bags? Well yes, you sons of bitches, shopping bags. I had a shit ton of them too.

My eyes looked down at the 20 or so bags that were balanced heavily on my forearms, I gave her a large smile, "would you mind?" I asked as I skipped my way over to the counter.

She eagerly nodded as she took them all for me, "if you need help with anything do not hesitated to ask me!" she smiled brightly, before setting the bags down.

Now I know what your thinking, I mean I thought it too when I spent the first 200 dollars. 'Katrina, you fucking gold digger. You will burn in hell for spending his money. You need to show him that you like him for his personality, not what he has'.

But then I started poking holes in my thoughts.

First, that bitch kidnapped me, so I am owed this shit. Second, I started to like him even when I couldn't see his face, or had any inkling of who he was. And third, he has the personality of a fucking jumbo sized tampon, the kind that fits no body. No one. Just evil and large and bloody, a pain in the ass.

After all those thoughts hit me, I swear to you, swear, that his golden credit card started talking to me.

It was whispering my name, begging me to buy all these really nice clothes and shoes, and I even bought him a shirt!

So really, if we think about this, its not my fault.

My eyes were drawn to a gorgeous sparkly golden gown, that was hanging a few feet away from me. I felt like a river of golden heaven when I swept my hands up and down it.

I picked it off the shelf and pressed it against my body as I turned and looked in the mirror. God it was perfect.

"Thats one of our new dresses the designer just made. Thats the only one we have in stock, she is deciding if she should even make another since it is so gorgeous" the sales woman sighed as she looked at the dress in my hands.

"It's so beautiful" I replied as my eyes stayed glued to it.

"You're right, I would have bought it, but I would have to sell my whole life, just for a fraction of the dress" she giggled before looking back down at her work.

I pulled on the price tag and nearly gagged.

Oh shit thats a lot of zeros.

I can't spend his money on this, this is way too much.

I mean it is gorgeous but even I have a con-

'Katrina. Buy it'.

My eyes widened at the Dobby like voice that came from the credit card.

No. No. I can't do you see this price? I can't spend that much of his money it-

'He took you, Katrina. Buy it. You deserve it. You'll look like a Queen' the gold credit card's gravelly voice shot into my ear.

I looked back at the mirror, I would look like a Queen.

The credit card started to hum the song No Limit by Usher.

I probably need to be institutionalized.

But then what if it doesn't even fit? There's only one and I doubt-

'It will fit, everything fits. If it doesn't make it fit you' the voice poked at my conscious.

I can't do this to Blue-

'Remember when he shoved his tongue down that Red Whore's throat?'

I whirled around towards the sales woman, "I'll take it!" I smiled brightly at her.

Her eyes widened in shock, "A-are you sure? Do you want to try it on?"

"Nope! And what the hell, I'll take the matching heels too" I smiled brightly at her shocked face.

After she rung me up, and I made a conscious effort not to look at the price, I was already down the block, the cute sunglasses I had bought perched perfectly on my face. My smile so wide, everyone felt obligated to smile back at me as I passed them.

Today has just been so great.

I mean ... you know after I snuck out, and tied Blue's overly loyal personal assistant up, then shoved her into his closet.

I had to give her props, she had put up one hell of a fight, but after I had shot her with the stapler she had gone down pretty quickly.

As my eyes swept over the street, they connected with two baby blues that I was dreading to ever see again.

My body locked up, panic setting in as Daniel's shocked, and slightly bruised face connected with mine. Did I even know what I was going to say to him?

How I was going to explain what had happened?

What he had seen?

How I was reacting to finding out he was one of the greatest heroes of this time?

The answer to every last one of those questions was hell no.

Determination set into his brow, as he took a step, then another towards me, as he tried to cross the street.

Well ... I took off at a brisk walk back the way I came. Back towards Blue's office.

"KATRINA!" I tensed as he roared my name across the street as he struggled to dodge the heavy traffic.

Did I stop?

Again. Hell no.

I walked even faster, nearly jogging. If he caught me, there was no way in hell he was letting me anywhere out of his site, and if I was being held captive by Star Man, there isn't a single doubt in my mind that Blue will make a fucking voodoo doll of me and repeatedly stab me in the forehead with a pin as he cackles with lightning flashing in the background.

Fuck the near jog.

I was running.

The mental and physical pain he would put me threw for not only leaving, but then getting my ass caught by his arch nemesis, would be horrific.

I could practically see him shitting a brick, right now.

I tightened my bags to my chest and started moving my legs faster and faster. Right into a hard body.

I won't lie, I was already completely out of breath, and with the impact, I'm not lying when I say the whole world turned gray then tipped sideways.

"Woah! Hey are you alright? Can you hear me? A-are you drooling?" the voice kept firing questions at me, so I did what any normal person in my situation would do.

I put my hand in his face, and with my sweaty hands shoved him away, "I have no time for your annoying questions. Move" I hissed as I tried to side step him, but his arm shot out grabbing my upper arm.

My eyes looked up into his sea green ones, something in the back of my mind kicking me. He looked familiar.

He had pretty blond hair, his face was more box shaped, but he was still unbelievably handsome. His boyish charm was finished off with his bright sea green eyes, and his lean swimmers body.

"You don't seem very nice, Katrina" he looked at me with a condescending smirk.

He was looking at me like a cocky little shit, but I couldn't even concentrate on that, because inside my mind there was a little monkey with drums doing backflips, and giving me the finger.

All. At. The. Same. Damn. Time.

My whole body went rigid, because my gut knew, just like my mind did. My face drained of all its gorgeous chocolatey beauty to completely white.

Right then, it hit like a semi-truck that was carrying ten other cars on it.

I had no options, no decisions, no place to run, because standing two feet in front of me was the fucking fish man that had tried to drown me in the tub.

So I, the great Katrina Justice, was trapped.

And because I'm Katrina Justice, I lashed out like the trapped animal that I was, with 20 bags clinging to my arms like a hoarder.

No thought into my actions.

I just reached up at punched the Mermaid right in his freakishly thick neck, and watched as his eyes widened and he gasped hard for breath, as he dropped to one knee.

His other arm went to his neck as he tried to force breath into his body, but he was struggling horribly. "DO YOU THINK ITS FUNNY TO DROWN GIRLS?! YOU DAMNED PUFFER FISH!" I bellowed in his face, as he continued to try desperately to suck breath in.

I stood there glaring at him as I tried to yank out of his strong hold he still had on my arm. "KEEP TRYING ME YOU GUPPY, AND I'LL CHOP YOUR ASS INTO SUSHI SO FAST, IT'LL BLOW YOUR TINY MIND" I snapped as I continued to get out his painful hold.

I was definitely going to have a bad bruise.

"Katrina?" Daniel's voice cut me off, making me freeze.

I turned slowly, bypassing a heavy breathing glaring merman, till my eyes landed on Daniel. He was dressed relaxed in a pair of worn jean, and a sweatshirt pulled over his muscled body.

I winced, "Daniel? Is that you? What a small world!" I choked out.

His eyes looked me up and down, "Carson, let her go" he looked over at the man who was clutching his neck and giving me 'burn in hell, you crazy bitch' eyes.

His slimy hand slowly released my upper arm, I turned and gave Daniel a small little smile, "So ... how have you been?" I asked.

His cheek twitched as his blue eyes grew a little darker, "How have I been? Pretty good, considering the fact that out of the two of us, I wasn't taken by the world's worst villain" he barked at me.

I flinched at the anger in his voice.

Safe to say that he still remembered the little episode in my demolished apartment. "I've been looking everywhere for you, even asking for help, and I find you on a stroll downtown shopping like you weren't abducted" he hissed in a low voice.

My eyes narrowed, "Are you telling me you sent this blow fish to drown me?!" I snapped at him.

Daniel's eyes narrowed as well, "I sent him to help you escape, but he comes back to tell me that not only did you not accept his help, but you attacked him!" he snapped.

I took a deep breath, so he think that I need help. "Listen, thanks but I don't need help. I'm not helpless I can save myself, I'm not a stupid damsel in distress ... all the time. Okay? So today was fun and all, but I have places to be and I-"

"Look what he's done to you" Daniel spat, disgusted.

My eyes widened, no this little star spangled bitch did not, "and what exactly is it that he's done to me?" I questioned him.

"You obviously missed how he injured about 50 kids when he threw a school bus onto a river bank in London, or were you there for that? Look at you! You just punched Carson in the neck, and you attacked him earlier as well. He's probably brain washed you, th-"

I laughed.

Hard.

Like snort, laughed.

"Brain washed?" I chuckled hard as his face stood frozen in front of me. "Look Daniel, I know what he is, and he didn't throw those kids ... okay he probably did, but he saved them. A few injuries rather than drowning to death in the river were their options. Am I making excuses for him? No. Dude's an evil dick, there is no fighting that, but I'm telling you now he's not all bad, and I won't stand here and listen to you preach at me, about me. Incase you forgot, I tried to set you on fire in high school, so I really don't think you want to tell me that I've changed" I snapped.

I turned away from him, I took one step, but a different hand clamped down on my shoulder.

I looked to find Daniel staring into my eyes way to intensely, "Katrina, I know you think you are too proud to receive help. But you need it. You are in danger, and I cannot let you just go. You are coming with me" he stated without any room for argument.

I made room by shoving him away by his face.

"Thats cute, that you think I'm going anywhere with you. Really adorable actually, but as I said I have somewhere to be, so I can't maybe later!" I gave him a fake smile.

A different, clamy wet, hand latched onto my other shoulder.

My eyes narrowed into a glare at Carson, "I will deep fry you, and eat you like catfish if you don't release me, seaweed breath".

He looked over at Daniel annoyed, "whats the play?" he asked like I hadn't even spoken.

Daniel looked down at me and so did Carson, "Put her in the car" Daniel said gravely.

I struggled as Carson proceeded to lift me like a piece of furniture and start walking towards a black limo.

"I SAID NO GODDAMNIT! THIS IS KIDNAPPING! WILL YOU TWO STOP! I DON'T NEED TO BE SAVED, JUST LET ME GO! YOU STUPID MERMAID, RELEASE ME. DANIEL IF YOU DON'T STOP I'LL-" I was unceremoniously thrown into the black limo that was parked on the curb.

All my bags flying up then back down into my face as I landed onto the ground.

Both idiots jumped in after me, as the driver pulled away and down the street.

I sat up, glaring at the two dumbasses sitting in front of me. "I don't have time for you two right now. Go play savior with someone who actually needs it" I growled. "Don't you have some clams or shrimp to save from being dipped in cocktail sauce?" I hissed.

Carson glared back at me, before turning and looking out the window, "You think you would show more respect to the people who just saved your life?" he muttered.

"SAVED ME FROM WHAT? THE SALES? I WAS SHOPPING YOU FUCKING MERMAID!"

"I'M NOT A MERMAID!"

"YOU LOOKED A SHIT LOT LIKE ARIEL WHEN YOU NEARLY DROWNED ME EARLIER!"

"ENOUGH!" Daniel boomed over our screaming, "Katrina, we are helping you. Until I know that you are safe you will stay with me, and I will watch over you! Blue Doom isn't who you think he is! You need protection!" he snapped.

I actually couldn't breathe because I wanted to kill him so badly.

"Then who is he? You tell me!" I snapped.

"He's selfish, evil, only thinks about himself, he loves destruction, to hurt people, to break people. He isn't good, he is a -"

"Piece of shit with a large ass ego, he thinks he's smart as hell, and he is the most conniving son of a bitch!" I finished for him annoyed.

He paused, surprised, "Yes .. he is. He won't stop until he gets what he wants" he barked at me.

"Yes. Daniel. I've been with him for weeks now, I know all the shit you are spitting at me. i'm not blind nor am I stupid, or helpless. I know all that shit!"

"Aren't you afraid of him?" he asked me confused.

I shook my head as I looked up at the ceiling of the car, "No. I am afraid of the shit storm thats going to happen when his psychotic ass finds out I'm stuck with you. You need to let me go, I'm fine. I don't need the type of protection that you have" I hissed.

"He isn't good Katrina, and you need my protection. I need to keep you safe" he snapped at me.

I had to tune him out ... Blue was going to actually de-bone me. He was going to pull the bones out of my body and watch me scream in pain then die.

He was going to kill me.

Literally.

And for real this time.

This shit was way worse than it had ever been, not only was I no longer under his protection, but his worst enemy had me, and the Shadow was jerking off in a fucking corner somewhere watching.

I was in so much trouble.

Maybe I could play this to my advantage though? I mean did I escape ... or was I taken.

A dark smile flitted over my lips, I looked up at the two do-gooders who were looking at me confused, "Well boys, I did try to warn you, but since we are on vacation, lets stop at a McDonald's. I want a McFlurry" I smirked at them.

This was going to be too good.

Even as my evil plan, which was bound to work in my favor started to form in my mind, something else hit my chest.

I missed him.

After talking about him and listing all the qualities that he had, his terrible qualities, I missed him.

It was a small pang in my chest, not only was he going to be pissed when he saw that I was no longer where I was suppose to be, but then he would have to rescue me, if he even wanted to.

And I wanted him to, because even though it hadn't even been a full day, only some hours, I missed my Blue Condom.

I missed him, and it was horribly sappy, but true.

God, what has he done to me? I couldn't even shake the small smile that flitted onto my lips at the thought of him.

Gross.

Blue's POV

I sat across the street on the bench, that was directly next to the park.

I watched the demon children scream and run away from one another as their parents gossiped about who's husband has bumped uglies with the new maid.

Pathetic.

After I ditched Snake at the nail salon, where I promised to wait for him before I went to reek havoc on the town, I had taken a stroll here to the park.

I of course ruined a few people's day on my way here.

Like the car I flipped, the teenager's bike I stole, and the diamond necklace that I snatched off of some woman's neck.

She definitely shit her pants from the smell of it. I would like to say that I didn't comment on it, but that would be a lie.

I watched the parent's decide that their kids were safe at the park, alone and unsupervised, so they went and took a seat at the tables that were on the opposite side of the bushes blocking their view from their kids as they played.

Huge Super Villain sitting right the fuck here, but its fine.

I'll watch your hideous faced children, and make sure no kidnappers come by and give them candy in a huge white van before driving away with them.

Dumbasses.

I guess I can go over my list of things to do.

Number one, vandalize and defame Star Man's ugly ass statue that was made in his honor. Again.

Note: Bring clay and a sharpie.

Number two, add two more horrific deaths to Katrina's horrific deaths list ... she's been extra annoying today, since she almost got killed.

She's so stupid, my hands clenched into fist. How the hell would she think I would react if her dumbass actually had drowned today? She's so unthoughtful.

I looked down at the necklace that I had stolen for her, the diamond was large, and surrounded by ugly beads that looked like some green stone.

I crushed my fist around the stones and watched them drop to the ground in pieces, leaving the necklace with just the large diamond hanging from it. Better.

Now if I could figure out how to put a tracking device on this thing it would be perfect.

Number three, burn down the two Capital Corp buildings, I hear those scrotums are trying to tear down the homeless shelter I built, see how far that gets them.

Number four, .. I guess I could go set fire to some other buildings, but thats getting so old.

Number five, kidnap the secretary of state for a few days.

Number six, find the Shadow and tear his limbs off, slowly.

Number seven, vaporize that c-

I loud shrill crying sound nearly busted my ear drum, I winced as I looked over at the park to see these five boys standing over top of a little girl who was on the ground crying.

Usually I would have laughed, but this little girl had a large curly head of hair like Katrina's and before I could even tell myself that Villain's like the taste of children's tears, I was standing overtop of the scene.

"My Mommy said that your stupid and no one loves you because you Daddy ran away" the ring leader taunted as the girl cried harder.

He was a fat little son of a bitch, his round face red as he taunted the girl who looked too much like my girl.

They couldn't have been older than 7.

The worst age, when they listen and talk... and breathe.

The uglier one with glasses and buck teeth chimed in, "Yea! Thats why no one is your friend, you ugly loser!" he laughed as he made the other four boys laugh hard too.

The little girl's head stayed down as she sobbed loudly into her hands.

I looked over at the parents who were giggling and still gossiping, really?

The fat one spoke again, "You're nothing but an ugly loser, and you have no friends because your hair is just too ugly to even look at" he laughed loudly like his other friends who were too busy poking her crying body with their shoes.

I lifted my Italian made leather blue boots, and collided it with the fat little bitch's back making him fly face first into the ground next to the girl, then slide a few inches.

Hilarious.

He laid there his face in the ground for a few minuets, while his friends stopped laughing and turned towards me with wide eyes.

The little girl wiped her eyes and looked up at me too, before her little jaw dropped. Her hair was wide and curly just like Katrina's the difference was instead of Katrina's devilishly brown eyes shooting back at me, this little girl had light blue ones.

We all just stared at each other, their small necks cranked all the way up to gape at me, and me looking down at them.

They refused to blink.

I hate this game, Katrina plays it with me all the time, even when I don't want to, but she always blinks first. Her dry ass eyes.

The fat little boy rolled over, his face red with dirt and grass stains smeared down his large face, his eyes were angry as he looked at me.

I looked at all of their little shocked faces, "Now, you-" I pointed at fatty, "you're really pissing me off. You think its cool to mess with my friend-" paused, I looked at her, "What's your name kid?" I shot at her.

Her eyes got impossibly bigger, "Rava" she choked.

"-mess with my friend, Rava, here? You see, I like her hair, and anyone that makes fun of it, I like to put their chubby little fingers in pencil sharpeners. Got me?" I snapped at the group of dumbfounded boys.

The three followers and glasses nodded their heads, but fatty had other ideas, "You can't talk to us like that!" he screeched his face still horribly red.

"Listen, little Terio, I'm let you in on some real shit right now. Little douche bag boys who eat twinkies for breakfast and get their ugly little friends to bully little girls, their balls don't drop. You know what that means-" my eyes looked at all the nasty boy's eyes, "they never get married, and their voices stay high pitched like Justin Beiber. They live with their parents for ever, so then they stalk girls, because they can't get any and eventually assholes in tight pants and capes, kind of like me, but the good ones, they come and they shove their do-gooder foots up your asses. Now do you want a loser like, Star Man, for example, to come and put his do-gooder shoe up your butt because you're a freak who's balls never dropped?" I questioned them.

Mouths were touching the ground.

The three followers all quickly shook their heads before taking off at a full sprint. "Smart, now how about you two?" I asked.

It was obvious goggles over here was staying because he was still trying to be cool for his obese little friend.

The fat one was still grappling with weather this was a fight he could win or couldn't, he was obviously stupid, "My Dad said that your nothing but a freak show in a mask because your too ugly to show your face to the public, and your dick is too small for you to have a real job in life" he spit at me.

Well shit.

The ball was back in my court from the little girl and the goggles boy looking wide- eyed at me.

Okay, little shit, you want to go?

I bent down to his level, "Your Dad is nothing but a douche bag in a suit who goes to work everyday to kiss some nerds ass, twenty years younger than you Dad. So then he comes home to screw your babysitter while your Mom is out with Goggle's Daddy, calling him Daddy too, all while forgetting to pick you up from school, you rat shit little boy" his eyes started to water.

Goggle's was full on sobbing now.

I may have taken that one too far.

"And I bet you were adopted" I shrug at him.

"I WAS NOT!"

"You were too, and your parents probably tried to return you, but they said no" I said, his whole face had taken on a different color red and he now had fat tears streaming down his fat face.

Goggle's was just wailing.

"Now apologize to my friend, before I give you a wedgie so big, your parents will have to give you back to the adoption agency" I snapped at them.

"I'm sorry" Goggle's wailed at the girl, who's mouth way touching the floor.

"I'm sorry" the fat one said as he rolled over to his side then hopped up and then they both took off into a run while tears streamed down their faces.

Maybe took it a step to far.

I looked back down at the little girl, her tears were completely gone, "Well are you going to get up, or sit there looking stupid?" I snapped at her.

She quickly scrambled up, "s-sorry" she stuttered.

I sighed, as she stood in front of me, "listen Kid, Rava, don't let jerks like them or me, push you over, okay?" I glared at her.

She nodded her head, her curls bouncing all over the place.

Before I could blink she had her small little body against mine as he arms wrapped around my neck, "thank you" she sniffed.

I stood tense as her wild hair got caught in my face. I spit some of it out before awkwardly patting her on the back, then slightly pushing her away from me.

She looked at me and gave me a large smile, about three teeth missing in the front, that had my lips tilting up involuntarily.

I stood all the way up, my head tilted completely down to meet her. Why wasn't she scared of me?

Everyone usually is, those other kids were, even the fat one, eventually showed he was scared of me too.

It's got to be the curly hair, maybe that's why Katrina isn't scared of me either.

That dumbass.

"Do you really like my hair?" the little girl asked.

I rolled my eyes, "I said I did earlier right? If I said it then its true" I nodded, "I have a friend who has hair like you too ... she cries over stupid things too" I looked down at her.

She seemed to not get my insult because her smile just got brighter, "you really like it? Thanks!". Did she just make me compliment her?

Is this actually Katrina in a small persons body?

No the eyes, not her beautiful brown eyes.

"Just so you know, I don't think you are a freak show in a mask because your too ugly to show your face to the public, and your dick is too small for you to have a real job in life" she smiled up at me.

Mine died as I looked down at her with a deadpanned look, "Thanks. Now go play or something, and the next time someone messes with you, just punch them in the face. That usually works" I shrug.

She nods hard, her hair bouncing all over the place, yet again. "Thank again Mr. Blue Doom, does this make us friends now?" she asked me hesitantly.

"No".

Her eyes saddened and her smile dropped.

Ughhhhh, she's worse than Katrina, "Fine, we are friends now. You can be my best friend or whatever" I sighed.

Her whole face lit up like a christmas tree.

Sigh.

Definitely worse than Katrina.

"Thanks Blue Doom! You'll come back to visit me right? Could you maybe bring your other friend?" her little voice asked.

"Okay"

"Promise?"

"Ugh. I promise, now go. Someone's probably called the police by now, I have to go" I said shooing her away.

She gave me another bright smile that make me wince, she waved as she ran off, "See ya, Blue!" she hollered before disappearing.

It was a small shot in the chest, but I felt it.

I was missing her. Katrina had infected me, and now here I was missing her, because some weirdo child with no self preservation had smiled at me and called me the nickname she had given me.

Even though, I still missed her.

That pathetic infant.

It had only been a few hours though!

Yet I still missed her.

Puke.