Bella hesitated, pulling on her dress a bit more, and staring with some amount of consternation toward the subway entrance. If she walked down there, she could die as easily as any other woman. Probably more easily, if she wore these heels. She was just about to make herself walk down there when...
"Hey, Freya!" shouted one of the nearby women, holding the paw of a husband who stood staring stupidly, bedazzled by Bella's body.
"Hey...what?" Freya shouted back.
"Why don't you do something, Miss Superhero?"
"Excuse me?"
Aren't you gonna check out the disturbance? I mean, isn't that your excuse for parading yourself around like a high-class whore day in and day out, in those revealing little dresses? That you're some kind of slutty superheroine?"
Don't let them get to you, don't let them get to you, don't let them get to you...
Her face felt hot. She was aware that the men seemed even more under her spell when she was angry, but she was ceasing to care. Let them drool. "Yeah, whatever, ma'am. Please excuse me while I save your fat ass..."
"Yeah, Slutgirl, please do--don't let me stop you from making an actual CONTRIBUTION to the welfare of this city for a change--by dying. What're you gonna do about an explosion anyway?"
"Why don't you go down there instead, then?" challenged Bella. "If you think my job is so easy, why don't you go down there and risk death to save this ----ed-up city..." she was ranting now. This was not wise. She needed to just go. But then she heard the woman shout back, behind her:
"Hey, good idea. At least I wouldn't be dying a virgin."
Freya turned around. The goddess was enraged. Had she a cooler head, she would have pointed out the foolishness of making fun of her for both supposedly being a slut and a virgin. But this was more than she could take. The woman, short and squat, in a black-and-white checkered skirt, began to look slightly afraid, but stood her ground.
"You asked for it, lady," screamed Bella, and tackled her.
Within thirty seconds, Bella was pinned down by the ample posterior of her checker-clad heckler. The policewomen, however, picked up Bella. It was a serious crime for any superhero to attack a non-powered citizen.
Bella was humiliated, and also deprived, more or less, of her powers in prison, which was of course not co-ed. When she left two years later, it was with a few more bruises and hard knocks than she had had going in. But also with a few new friends on the inside. And so, the glamorous superheroine once known as Freya began her long life of crime. But that's another story.
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