Spider Woman.

The Agency.

Jessica swooped down into the street, just in time to see a figure pointing a wand at some innocent person, a young woman. Jessica could only see the silhouette and not a very good one from this distance but she could see it. As Spider Woman slooped down closer, carried down by her meta powers, she saw the silhouette of the person holding the wand, but Jessica could see more than that as her meta powers granted her enhanced eyesight, a normal person be they a witch or wizard or even a muggle, then the clearness would be hard to determine in the darkness.

As silent as a shadow, but infinitely more dangerous, Spider woman landed right behind the witch who was torturing the unfortunate woman. The witch did notice her shadow when said shadow punched her in the head, followed by a kick that sent her wand clattering into the shadows out of sight.

The witch swung round, and Spider woman got the shock of her life when she got a good look at the woman's face.

It was Hermione Granger. When the other witch noticed her, she smirked triumphantly, her eyes glinting with a feral light.

Jessica stepped back, she could not believe it. Hermione Granger was an arrogant Gryffindor, a muggle born witch, so what was she doing here like this killing people indiscriminately? Jessica shook herself out of her confusion just in time when Granger raised her wand, her eyes glowing maniacally. Jessica dodged the killing curse just in time, and she shot a wad of webbing right onto Granger's wand arm.

Hermione screeched, sounding more like an animal than a human being as she fought to rip the webbing off. The crazed woman glared at her, magic burning in her eyes. This isn't the Granger I know, Jessica thought in realisation to herself. She seems crazed, like a rabid dog. What's happened to her?

Granger was a know it all, she followed Dumbledore around like a puppy on a short leash. What had happened to her since their last meeting? Although they'd never cared for one another, Jessica didn't like what had happened to her right now. Granger screeched again, the muggle behind them ignored as she cowered away from the two women, frightened beyond her comprehension, as Granger rushed Jessica, who exploded into action. Making sure to keep her moves contained so as not to hurt her, Jessica punched her in the head. Granger staggered back, but then she came right back at her seemingly unhurt. Jessica kept her distance, but she was stunned. That punch would've felled a toro. What the hell was going on? Granger was neither physically fit and yet she wasn't the same tub of lard as Molly Weasley, but how could she recover from that blow?

The last time Jessica had fought Hermione with magic had ended in a draw. Jessica remembered that although Granger preached about her brilliance at magic, how the teachers at Hogwarts had praised and paraded the know it all in front of all the students as an example of magic prowess, the girl simply memorised spells and incantations, duelling techniques, and although that saved the girl from dangerous people in Hogwarts and the Death eaters, the girl still had problems splitting fact from reality.

It took a great deal Jessica's spider sense blarred without warning, but she knew Granger had nothing to do with this latest warning, and she clutched her head in agony. Light beams, like searchlights suddenly illuminated the alley, but Jessica even though she was in pain from the sudden warning, could tell at once the light wasn't natural. It was magic, of a sort.

Assuming the Ministry had found her, Jessica tried to stay still, but her head felt woozy, and she collapsed...


Jessica woke up, and she found herself inside a white walled room. Her reorientation was still slow as her head was throbbing like mad and her head spun, but she was able to focus after a moment or two, she didn't know how long it took for her to shake herself out of her lethargy, but she forced her willpower through it, and she saw through her drowsiness a chair with a number of folded clothes, but they were not her comfortable clothes. Closing her eyes, Jessica pushed herself out of the bed, and though her mind and body, not to mention her limbs, felt like rubber, she willed herself to try and get out her bed.

Even though her meta powers made her strong, Jessica found her powers were still vulnerable from whatever it was that shook her body and made her fall unconscious in that alley. Sitting upright with her toes only an inch from the ground, Jessica breathed in and out as she tried to return her equilibrium back to her body. She closed her eyes, breathing in and out, but her brain felt as if it were jelly. She slammed her hands to her ears, trying to stop the throbbing. She managed to stop the shaking of her limbs, and as she slowly stood on her two feet, she fell to the ground, her legs collapsing beneath her as if they weren't even there.

Growling with anger, Jessica pulled herself along the cold floor towards the chair. She shook with suppressed rage and the cold of the floor. Where the hell was she?

Angry and frustrated her body seemed so paralysed, if she hadn't been more aware, Jessica would have assumed she hadn't been on her feet for years. Being on the floor and dedicating her mind to a task was enough for Jessica to wonder what had happened.

The people who'd attacked her had been people with knowledge of how to immobilise magic. How? How the hell did they know about her like this? How did they know where she and Granger had been? Speaking of which, what on Earth had happened to her? What had happened to Granger to make her such a rabid monster? She had non magical parents, yet she was attacking and killing muggles indiscriminately. Jessica knew for sure the Grangers, being dentists in their community, and well thought of, hadn't been attacked. Could Granger be preparing to murder them?

Jessica hoped not. She'd seen what had happened with Lord Voldemort, she hoped Granger had still retained that fucking morality of hers.

As she crawled on the ground, the door opened and two doctors rushed in, and inspite of her weak attempts to push them away, they were able to effortlessly pick her up and dump her on a chair.

After they'd left, a tall man came in. A black man who was familiar.

" Hello, Jessica Potter. Welcome to the Agency."

I'm sorry for how long it took me to post this one. The next one I promise will be longer, I've been fighting writers block. God I hate it. Please leave feedback for it.