Huntress stalked down the sidewalk during the night. She had just got off a long shift with the justice league busting up small time criminals. She wished that something interesting would happen. As it was now, it was just hard work.

Her feet ached, especially in her heels. She could feel her feet were slick with sweat, and her toes slid over each other easily as she walked. Her feet were always like this, ached and sweaty. That was the price of wearing her thigh high spandex boots. But God damn, they were sexy. It helped to distract her enemies....and quite a few of her friends. She was walking to the school she taught at when she was Helena Bertinelli, the plainer (but still attractive) high school teacher.

She would change at the high school and hide her outfit in her bag, she had a set of clothes in her classroom. Her apartment was too far to walk to in her thigh highs. But as she approached the school, she saw a student hunched over the wall. She smirked. Tonight would be fun, after all.

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You readied your can of spray paint. You're a high school student and a bit shy. But you've decided to graffiti the school to try and make some other kids think that you're bad ass.

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"Oh, it was that kid?"She thought. He was a student in her class. A bit shy and when he talked, something of a suck-up. She noticed the wall he was going to graffiti was outside HER room. That pissed her off. She always thought he was pathetic, but now she didn't pity him. But still, she was determined to have fun with her student...

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You aren't even able to spray once before you feel it knocked from your hands. Then you feel the wind knocked out of you and you fall on the ground. You are dazed, and when you try to lift your head, you see a purple heeled boot kick it back down.

You lay on the ground beaten, and realize slowly how screwed you are as The Huntress stands over you, looking confident.