Summary: Zoe is furious about the existence of the three "bad girls" in Leone middle school- they're hardly evil and worthy of the title in her opinion. She ropes her best friend, Frida, into helping her debunk the three losers and make her the ultimate "bad girl" in school. Alternatively, Zoe wants to ruin lives, Frida is the voice of reason and the BAD girls are the unwitting victims, oh joy. Set in the Blue Bird AU.

Genre(s): Humor/Friendship/Action

Disclaimer: El Tigre: The Adventures of Manny Rivera is copyrighted by Nick, Mexopolis and its creators Jorge R. Gutierrez and Sandra Equihua. Any referenced works are owned by their respective creators.


Lunchtime was both salvation and damnation to the students of Leone Middle School. On one hand, all students looked forward to it. Everyone was eager to take a break from the boring classes and teachers and chat with friends or just relax. On the other, there was the horrible, disgusting mush that they served at the cafeteria and dared call food. And at Leone School, 'relaxing' wasn't really a word one would associate with lunch. If a monster or a villain hadn't interrupted or crashed through the ceiling, then there was a food fight or a student pulling a prank. Heck, a terrified scream or two were just part of the routine at this point.

Well, not that villains or monsters were necessary for that last part. In a spicy cesspool like Miracle City, bullies came in a stronger flavor. Extra nasty.

One such extra nasty group of girls- who looked a bit too old to be in middle school- was bullying younger students into giving their lunch money. To be fair, those girls weren't actually using violence to coerce them.

The chainsaw seemed to do enough talking.

The white-haired girl was holding said chainsaw, even slicing it through some piggybanks to get the money. The blonde with the eyepatch was holding a bag to collect all the dough. The tattooed redhead, the 'leader' of the trio, was mostly leading them towards their targets. All three girls sported smug looks on their faces, waltzing through the room as if they owned the place.

Even with all the ruckus, most students were ignoring the scene, either out of fear or simply because they didn't care. Except for someone.

On the other side of the cafeteria, a figure so dark, miasma seemed to ooze off it, had their eyes dead-set on the infamous 'bad girls'.

The figure watched the whole exchange with noticeable disgust; scarlet lips and delicate brows set in a tight scowl and hawk-like eyes glaring into their direction. If looks could kill, the three girls would have melted into nothing at the heated gaze. Survival instincts kicking in, most students (wisely) sought to avoid getting into the goth girl's vision camp and general space altogether.

Not that it mattered much to Zoe, if she was honest. She had absolutely no interest in the company of those pathetic, weak wimps she called schoolmates. In fact, any other day this would have put her in a very good mood, basking in the dark satisfaction she got from scaring most people just with a mean look. Now, it just aggravated her more and furthered her disgust for the objects of her fury.

The dark aura surrounding the pale-looking girl intensified then, and the rest of the students nearby scrambled to other tables, not caring if they were full, or even inside trashcans or lockers. 'Good', Zoe thought, eyes still locked on the three girls on the other side of the cafeteria, because if anyone dared to try and sit next to her, she would bite their heads off-

"Geez, dude, just a little more and they'll combust spontaneously".

Zoe's musings were interrupted by an annoyingly familiar voice. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see a pair of tanned hands setting their trail on the table-someone took the seat beside her. Her expression softened just a little. Most people avoided the villainess like the plague, but there was a brave soul, occasionally, that tried their luck, in hopes of 'getting to know her and be friends' or something like that.

Other goths, the Rivera boy, the irritating donkey boy every other month, just to name a few.

Whenever that happened, the raven-haired teen sent them an icy glare and a growl and they got the message.

Well, usually.

Frida Suárez, however, as not most people.

Turning her attention towards the blue-haired rocker, a scowl still set in her face, the bird-themed villainess deadpanned, "Since when do you know such big words as 'combust' or 'spontaneously', slacker?"

The aforementioned slacker just shrugged and sat down, an easy-going smile on her face, unperturbed by her friend's foul mood. Honestly, she didn't see what everyone was so scared of- Zoe's default expression was the 'I-hate-everything-and-everyone-now-get-lost-you-fools-anger-anger-goth-angst' scowl after all. The only difference was that instead of the goth's usual grumpiness, she looked like she wanted to take her Black Cuervo lasers out and blast someone into smithereens.

Still, the blue-haired girl couldn't help but wonder what had put Zoe in such a foul mood today. "So, who cheesed you off this time?" the youngest Suárez' tone matched her amused expression, but the slightest trace of worry was visible in her eyes.

Just as Zoe opened her mouth to answer with an undoubtedly- to Frida anyway- sarcastic remark; as if on cue, high-pitched laughter could heard from across the room, followed by the sound of a chainsaw. Zoe's head whipped towards the sound's direction and her expression hardened. Following her gaze, Frida saw Leone School's infamous "bad girls"- Tattoo, Patches and Chainsaw, as they were known as, for… obvious reasons.

Frida had noticed her friend's hostility towards them before, but it had never been to this degree. Something must have happened if Zoe was in such a state. Granted, it didn't take much to annoy the youngest Aves- she tended to take things a little too personally and her temper did not help, but that seemed to be the norm for villains, Frida mused.

"Wow, what's your beef with those three? I don't think I've seen you that miffed since the 'ruby-peacock incident'! " exclaimed the blue-haired troublemaker, arms flailing up and down. "Is it," the girl paused, a thought just then crossing her mind, "is it because a certain someone asked them to the dance a few days ago?" she put her hands in her hips and narrowed her eyes- in a comical, if not typical, pose of suspicion.

At her implication, Zoe's head quickly turned towards her friend, her only visible eye as wide as a saucer and her jaw slack open. "Of course not, are you crazy?!" Zoe all but screeched, "I'm over that fool, do you hear me, Suárez?! O-ver!" the gloomy girl slammed her fist in the table.

Unperturbed by Zoe's screeching, the punk-rock girl maintained her stance for a while, as if unconvinced, before her expression melted into a worried, albeit curious one. "Well, what is it, then?"

Recovering from the earlier shock, Zoe swatted at the air, signaling in the direction of the pests who irritated her so much these days. "Just look at them, Frida," she exclaimed, in an exasperated 'isn't it obvious' tone, "nothing but a group of mere bullies and yet the whole school dubbed them 'The Bad Girls'. That's an insult, they're not worthy of the words 'bad', 'evil', or anything of the kind!"

'I am,' Frida could hear it without Zoe saying anything.

She could still hear their obnoxious laughter from across the room as they took money from yet another student.

'Unworthy, indeed,' Zoe gritted her teeth in anger. How come those hyenas had that title when she, Zoe Aves- who was secretly the devious and cunning villainess Black Cuervo- attended the very same school! It really hurt her pride, as much as she had tried to deny it for the past few months.

However, the last straw had to be when Manny Rivera had invited them-or had tried to and failed miserably, from what she'd heard- to the school dance a week ago. She hadn't been lying when she told Frida she was over him, but she knew for a fact that El Tigre had asked them because he'd wanted 'someone bad' for a date- someone who would strike fear and demand respect with their presence… when she, Zoe Aves, existed!

That was when Zoe put those three on the top of her blacklist…oh, she would make them pay for such humiliation and show the entire school the error of their ways for giving them such a title. She would humiliate them, destroy them, end them! She would get her righteous revenge! VENDETTA-

The goth's internal monologue was cut short as her friend's hand smacked the back of her head.

"Ow! What was that for, Suárez?!" Zoe rubbed the sore spot on her head and glared at her friend.

Frida leaned closer to the annoyed girl and whispered, the back of her hand close to her mouth as she glanced around her to make sure no one was eavesdropping on their conversation. "You were doing that again. You know, the whole, almost shouting your secret identity for everyone to hear. The thing you do when you're in one of those angry, villain rants-slash-monologues?"

"Oh," the raven-haired teen's anger deflated immediately; her shoulders dropped slightly and her angry glare turned into a surprised expression. She did that a lot didn't she? Zoe let out an awkward chuckle as she gave her friend a sheepish smile, "Thanks".

The blue-haired girl just replied with a "whatever" and went back to eating her lunch.

"So, what'cha gonna do about 'em?" asked Frida.

The villainess' expression went serious again. "What am I going to do about them?" she echoed. "I'm going to do what I should have a long time ago. I'm going to humiliate them and take what's rightfully mine."

"Yeah, that much I figured- you shouted 'revenge' in my ears just now, remember?" Frida poked the soggy rice with her fork. "How're you going to do that?" she looked at the Zoe.

Zoe remained silent. Indeed, how would her well-deserved revenge play out? It had to be perfect. Something just right to teach those three fools their place and ensure no one ever saw them in the terrified awe they currently did ever again. But, what? What could it be? She had nothing on them. No one knew anything about them! Not even their names!

"Huh, yeah, I guess no one does," replied Frida.

Darn it, had she said that last part out loud? She really ought to mind herself, or else she really would end up spilling her secret identity to someone by accident. If someone didn't figure it out by themselves… but, no, that was unlikely- most of her classmates were dumbasses or didn't really pay attention to her. But enough of that, she was getting side-tracked. Her vendetta was more important right now!

Her stomach rumbled.

But, first, food. After all, a villain can't do proper evil with an empty stomach.

She would figure something out by the end of lunch.


She hadn't figured it out yet.

Zoe wanted to scream in frustration. She felt like punching someone and her favorite punching bag- the little nerd who was always getting stuffed into his own locker- was absent today.

The usually clever and cunning villainess had no idea what to do to get her revenge on the three thorns on her side. She had no inspiration whatsoever. Nothing. Zip. Nada! The evil muses of villainy had abandoned her! That had never happened before!

Sure, she still had to dig up their personal information, but normally she could cook up ingenious plans even without knowing anything about her target.

She seduced, tricked and made El Tigre turn on his hero buddies without knowing his type. She successfully humiliated Carla of the Eagle Twins for life even when she'd had no knowledge whatsoever of her fear of slugs. She managed to ruin Sofia's chances with many local boys without using her naturally neurotic and bossy personality or knowing about it.

All of them had either been her targets or pawns in her wonderfully wicked plans. Black Cuervo was simply that good when it came to revenge. Vendetta was her family's motto. It was their way of doing things and their specialty and they took pride in it.

It was shameful and disgraceful for a villain of Zoe Aves- of Black Cuervo's caliber! How could she not have a plan already? What would her mother and grandmother think if they knew she was having trouble with small fry like those three villain wannabes?! Surely she'd be in for another nagging session.

Zoe fumed. She had to get some dirt on them. Then, she could plan the perfect revenge.

The matter was, how.

Following them around was the most obvious answer. If she followed them home, around school or around the city, she was bound to discover something worth using. Even the tiniest, most insignificant detail would do.

But that way would take far too long, especially considering there were three of them. Ugh. She needed a faster, easier way to find out more about them.

What really made it difficult was that no one knew their real names. Worse, they apparently managed to intimidate the entire school staff into not only letting them sign their tests and whatnot with their nicknames, but even the attendance sheets and other paperwork had their nicknames instead of their actual names. Zoe had already checked all of those and more, in hope that knowing their names, she'd be able to do some research and finally get what she wished for.

Well, there went that plan.

But there had to be some way. An easy way to discover their secrets and weaknesses to destroy them, that didn't require her wasting her precious resources and time on them more than necessary.

She only needed to think a bit more. The solution was right under her nose, she could feel it-!

Zoe almost jumped out of her seat when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up, only to be met with her friend's concerned stare.

"Dude," Frida said, "the bell rang like, 10 minutes ago and you just kept glaring at the air. School's over, let's go already."

Zoe blinked. She was so deep in her own vengeful, villainous thoughts she hadn't even noticed the bell, much less her friend approach her.

She really needed to get this over with, or else the stress would kill her before the week was over.

"So, what's eating you?" Frida asked. She only got a moody grunt in response.

"Ah, you still thinking about that. Dude, relax, they're just-"

Zoe growled, daring her to finish that sentence.

"Okay, okay, geez, no need to be like that," Frida said. "Did you think of-"

"Yeah."

"And did you-"

"Already did that. Got nothing."

"Huh. Guess the rumors were true... Even-"

"Yes, Frida, even the attendance sheets had only their nicknames. I already told you, I looked everywhere for their names. And before you bother me with more stupid questions," Zoe said upon seeing Frida open her mouth, "you know very well that I don't want to waste anymore time than what is necessary with them."

Frida just stared at her friend fume and ramble.

"There's gotta be an easy way, there's gotta be something, I just didn't think of it yet..." she could hear the black-haired girl mutter under her breath.

As the two exited Leone School's gate, Frida decided to lift her friend's spirits with a good joke. And would be better than the crazy, stupid thought that crossed her mind just now?

Sure, it might just anger her more, but it was worth the try.

Besides, Zoe never punched her too hard.

"You know Zoe," Frida stifled a laugh, "you could, you could sneak into Vice-Principal Chackal's office, and then," a chuckle escaped her lips, "and then, search for those girls' files on the computer, based on like, what we know about 'em, spy-movie style, and use that to, to find their names or whatever and then, get info on them," with that, the rocker began to laugh hysterically and fell on her back, clutching her stomach.

Frida wiped the tears from her eyes as she sat up, "Isn't that funn-"

Her mirth was cut short when she noticed that Zoe was neither laughing nor struggling not to punch her, but had a maniacal smile on her face instead.

"Oh-oh."

"That's it, Suárez! I'll break into that old goat's office and hack into his computer using my family's technology, then I'll cross-reference the information by inputting their distinguishing features and the number of times they've gone through the eighth grade, and then I"ll have their names, their addresses and whatever stupid thing I want! And with that I'll finally have my REVENGE! Ahahaha!" Zoe gloated. "Nice job, Frida, I guess there's a brain beneath those ridiculous goggles after all," Zoe said more calmly to her blue-haired companion.

"Yeah, and seem to have lost yours," Frida grumbled. She sighed in resignation, "When do we do it?"

Zoe smiled. "Tonight."


Leone School was dead quiet at night. It was pitch black and no one was in sight.

Perfect for one Black Cuervo and a disguised Frida Suárez to strike.

"We're in Frida! Now, let's get to that computer and finally...!"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it, your beloved 'Vendetta'," Frida whispered. "You said that a million times already!"

Zoe just grinned and started working on the computer.

"Geez, this place sure is creepy at night." Frida looked around Chackal's office. "I mean, it's already creepy during daytime, but..." Frida paused. "Man, what is this...?"

Black Cuervo's eyes were glued to the computer. Even with her technology and hacking skills, she had to admit that the stupid old man had some good security. But just a bit more and she...

"Zoe, hey Zoe, look at this!"

Cuervo frowned. "Not now Frida," she grunted. "Busy."

"But you don't understand! You gotta look at this, you gotta! Look, look, look!" Frida started to poke Zoe to get her attention.

The young villainess' eyes twitched with her friend's annoying antics. Couldn't she see that she was doing something important?! And just what was she waving around like a lunatic...?!

A few seconds passed by and Cuervo snapped. "What?!" she shouted, tearing her eyes off the computer screen. Zoe's anger quickly gave way to confusion as she stared at the object in Frida's hands.

It was a photograph. Of Chackal and...

"That is the ugliest cat I've seen. Or dog?"

Frida looked at her friend and then at the photo, confused. "A cat? Dog? I thought this was a bat!"

"A bat? Please, Frida, who'd have a bat as pet- don't you dare make that joke," Frida quickly closed her mouth. "It's clearly not a bat, it's a... lizard, maybe?"

"A hairless, mutant hamster?"

"A weird, beakless bird?"

"Oh, I know, I know, a chupacabra!"

"C'mon Frida, we all know these don't exist."

"Says you."

"Riiight."

Black Cuervo just gave her blue-haired companion an annoyed stare and returned to her work. "Whatever, Suárez, just return it to exactly where it was. We don't want any proof we were here when Chackal enters his office tomorrow."

"Yeah, yeah."

Zoe rolled her eyes, but her annoyance was short lived.

Frida just saw her friend grin ear-to-ear. "Did it work?"

"Oh yes, Frida, it did... it did."

Cuervo could barely contain her excitement. She felt absolutely giddy! She could just laugh and laugh right now!

The bird-themed villainess transfered the files into a tiny chip and hid it in her Black Cuervo suit.

"We have everything we need, let's go Frida."

Zoe grabbed Frida and flew them both out of the school.

"Sooo, tomorrow we begin."

"You bet we do, Suárez. Tomorrow, the fun begins."


Author's note: So yeah... For those confused, this is set in one of my AUs, where Frida and Zoe are best friends. This is kinda of a sequel to the ficlet I wrote in "Another Tigre, Another Story", but you don't really have to read it to understand this.

This is going to be my first multi-chaptered story, although it's only going to have...3 or 4 more chapters.

I got the idea for this fic after reading one of Ghostwriter434's stories, in which there was a chapter where Zoe took revenge on the Three Bad Girls. So, the credit for this idea goes to him. Thank you so much for letting me use this idea!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter.