Thread: The Villain's Final Victory (Noon_Shadow and LadyTania)

Last Night Floating down through the opened skylight alongside the dangling rope, Cosmic Girl's light brown eyes peered into the darkness. The Gardner-Fox Museum was in an old, re-purposed 18th Century warehouse, complete with narrow windows, skylights, box layout and oak beamed floors. Hovering inches off the floor, her eyes unfocused as she listened intently. After the briefest of pauses, she heard the floors creak off in the Asian Art section. A smile creased her lips she had been here before and knew how annoyingly loud these old floors were. Glancing around, Cosmic GIrl saw someone looking back which gave her a start for a millisecond until she near-instantly realized it was her own reflection appearing on a glass case. Hesitating a moment to take herself in, she couldn't help but smile. Damn, I look good! she thought. Floating there, one leg angled up, body snug inside her costume, Aisha Taylor knew she looked good. Her costume was a one-piece bustiertights outfit, with matching mask, wrist gloves, and thigh boots. All of it was in a deep blue star-field pattern with thin silver trim where it met her cocoa-colored skin she loved how the blue seemed to change shades as the light struck her body's curves, with the sprinkled stars almost winking back. Around her waist was a silver sash that trailed down to her lower thigh. A vision of African-American beauty, she thought to herself, all topped with a thick mass of black ringlets that trailed over her shoulders. Another floor creak pulled her away from the case. Yeah yeah, you look good. Now get your head right, she silently remonstrated with herself. Turning towards the series of creaks, Cosmic Girl flew through the hallway silently. Hearing muttered male grumblings, she slowed so she wouldn't leave her trademark trail of sparkling cosmic energy behind her. Peering around the corner of the door, she saw four men, two on watch, two working at a case with a priceless samurai sword from some Japanese Emperor that Aisha knew nothing about. Suddenly a ghostly gray fist flew through the case, striking one of the men in the face and sending him tumbling back. That's when the room exploded into action. Cosmic Girl flew in as the Gray Ghost floating through the wall and case. Aisha opened her hand, palm out, and with a FSSHHHH! sound, a cosmic bolt struck one of the lookouts in the chest. The bolt lifted him from the floor and sent him flying. The other thug on watch brought up his gun, but Aisha quickly turned his way. Putting her wrists together and opening up her hands, with wider FOOOSH sound, she sent a wave of cosmic energy outwards. The bullet he fired bounced off the wave and ricocheted away, right before the wave struck him like a giant hand. Turning back, she saw Grey Ghost kick the first watchman. As the second one got up from the corner, Cosmic Girl opened her palm and with a FSSHHHH! sent a bolt that struck like an Ali punch, knocking out the burglar. Hey, I had these two, Cosmic Girl said as she landed on the floor. Her boots clacking loudly on the oak floors, she walked over to check on the four unconscious men. Gray Ghost, seemingly all pale cloak and hood and shadows, checked on the priceless sword. And I helped. You're welcome, he growled. Three Hours Later Aisha rolled over beneath the sheets that outlined her naked body. You really need to come up with better ideas for a date than a break-in, Aisha said playfully as she rolled over and threw her arm around Nathan's chest. Behind her, thrown across the top of a chair, was her Cosmic Girl uniform, her boots lying at the end of the bed. She had lost track of her gloves. Her sash was atop the Gray Ghost costume tumbled off the other side of the bed. Nathan's piercing gray eyes crinkled with a smile. As she reached up to run her fingers through his auburn hair, she felt another quiver of pleasure. But I know to end a date, he said. As he rolled over, Aisha slipped onto her back and let Nathan slide atop her. She felt his manhood already rising again as it brushed her thigh. And it's still not over yet. As Aisha wrapped her arms around his corded neck, she opened up her legs to this beautiful man. Three times? she teased as she felt her body groaning in need for him again. God, I love superpowers... Aisha sighed as she kissed him. Present Ms. Taylor, are you tired? Sorry Professor, Aisha replied with a hand over her mouth. Long night. As she peered at the readouts on the computer screen, Aisha tried to focus. One hour of sleep wasn't enough even for Cosmic Girl, despite her inner energy reserves. She usually needed at least two hours. Professor Wakiti smiled benevolently. I remember when I was your age you are forgiven. However, Aisha, he said as he peered over her shoulder at the star charts and power readings, you'll never finish your dissertation without rest. You need your energy. Aisha hid a grin. 'If only you knew, professor' Aisha thought as she nodded to him. Putting her fingers back to the keyboard. Aisha Taylor, astrophysicist, she softly said to herself, that's the goal. She peered up at the three computer screens. All she had to do was prove that wormholes existed in large size, and her doctorate was a piece of cake. That meteor that had given Aisha her superpowers had to have come through one. 'I'll find you,' Aisha promised herself.