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She breathed in and out, viewing the city through her bl*e eyes. Slowly, She took a deep breath, feeling her chest heave in and out. Her mind was circling; the pressure of a great performance weighing deep in her heart. The beat of the music was echoing in her head, flashing of tearing lights and disco rhythms making their way into her spine and tingling her senses.
“Three... two... one...”
With a shout of anger she pounced forward, her body flying through the air. Her strong legs carried her airbourne, the sun pounding down upon her in heat. She smiled.
“Party time.”
Her foot came down hard, the pavement shattering into a crater that enveloped a nearby car, sinking the poor machine into a heap of metal and rock. The tingling soared through her fingers and into her cute toes, the ecstasy of power flowing in her veins. Every pulsation racked her, and with a quick turn her other foot landed, the street caving into the subway system.
A few passengers yelped at her sight, her peering eyes glaring down at them in approval. They would be destroyed all too quickly. There was no fun in that.
Another leap bought her closer down into the subway tracks, her ferocious roars scaring her fellow passerbys. The beat of the music was still hard in her ears, their yelped drwned by the ever growing feeling of pulsation.
Metal twisted beneath her fingers as he picked up the track, tying a fanciful knot with the steel. Lights approached her, and with her head turned sideways she smiled again, kicking the rest of the track off. Reeling with the power, her hand angled in sideways, a punch clearing the train out of the subway and into the sky.

The air thickened with the smell of gasoline as the train cars collided with the ground, her strength too much for the steel and concrete to hold. Her heart raced with excitement. Even her fingers were strong enough to bend any form of structure that stood in her way.
The people in the station turned to her and yelped, not knowing that their demise was soon at hand. Her glossy bl*e eyes leveled them all, and with a flick of her wrist she flipped her blond hair away from her shoulders. Her purple corset lined her hourglass body, her eyes catching a few sick men giggling at her tits. Of course, who wouldn’t be ogled by her glorious breasts that jiggled whenever she walked?

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