Autumn weather was in full force, not that Karen minded the breeze blowing into her face. It was before classes at Met-U which meant that it was a perfect time for some crime fighting. Her and Harry were going to have a date after school, and Karen decided that tonight was going to be the night that they were going to take their relationship to their next level. She had a good feeling, a very good feeling about that.

It would have been taken to the next level at least twice, if she hadn't been cock blocked by someone committing a crime. That being said, the blonde rushed forward, seeing a woman who was backed off, with two knife wielding psychos. They had ugly leers on their face and Karen could see that they were dangerous and meant a lot of business.

Why was it that every time she had plans, some knife wielding psycho decided to attack?

She dropped down onto the ground, the blonde looked towards them and spun one of them around.

He went flying into the trash where he belonged, causing it to knock over. He scrambled to his feet but slipped in the trash, falling backwards and knocking himself out.

"You know, I don't think that you want to enjoy your pal there, so why don't you just give up?" Karen asked and the man went towards her, slicing at her with a knife.

The woman watched, in terror, but the blonde blocked the knife, bending it with her hand and then she kicked him right in the ribs. She picked him up by the scruff of the neck and hurled him hard onto her partner.

Both of them were ready and primed to be picked up by the police. Supergirl smiled, it always felt good to have a job well done. The worst thing was she didn't break a sweat.

She turned towards the would-be victim, a young brunette in her early twenties, she looked like she had a decent body. It was obvious what the crime was for, and the jewelry on her was an added monetary bonus as well.

"T-thank you," she said, her voice trembling and the poor girl was shaking, barely able to keep her head up and Karen smiled towards her.

"Don't think me, it's just….it's just what I do," the blonde told her and the brunette nodded.

"I couldn't even imagine what those two would do to me…..I want to thank you…..I mean you're amazing, helping save the day like that, every day, and with that power you can do anything in the world."

The blonde smiled, despite the fact that it wasn't the reason why she was in the super hero business; it was nice to be appreciated.

"I want to thank you….give you something for your trouble…I mean, you do so much and get nothing in return," the woman said breathlessly, almost tripping over her words but she managed to hold on.

"You don't have to do that….."

She caught Supergirl in a hug, which was kind of awkward to say the least, but it did convey her thanks for being saved.

She pulled a necklace from her purse with a glowing red pendant hanging from it.

"Here….take this…..you can have it, as a gift, from the people of Metropolis, appreciate all that you've done," the brunette said, her voice quivering as she held out the necklace.

Karen looked at it, the pendant did look beautiful but she didn't know. It seemed to be kind of….tacky to wear jewelry. That being said, the brunette looked kind of insistent, almost pleading with her.

"Please, just think…..it would be an honor to thank you…..and…."

"Alright," Supergirl said, she didn't want the poor girl to break down in tears, which looked to be the case.

She breathlessly took the necklace from the female, it did look pretty nice, she would have to admit that much.

And she did put it on, why wouldn't she. It did rest nicely between her breasts, but she supposed that it would look better on her when she was out of costume.

That being said, the blonde moved off, the red glinting in the sun, and she felt a rush of adrenaline as she shot into the air.

The blonde was thinking about Harry, normally they met during lunch for a little bit and Karen licked her lips, she knew what she'd like on that particular menu. Maybe she would jump Harry's bones right then and there and take him there.

The thought of what she could with him made her panties stick to her, and she closed her eyes, feeling an increasing rush of warmth fill her body.

The rush that she felt, the adrenaline pumping through her veins, it was second to none and she could not wait for the inevitable. Then again she normally felt rather worked up after a morning patrol but that was something else.

The brunette watched Supergirl fly off with a smile and she looked down at the thugs.

"Mr. Luthor will bail you out in a week, we need to make this look convincing enough, and if you walk today, she'll suspect that something is up," the brunette said, looking over her shoulder. There was no other vigilantes in the shadows, at least that she could see. She decided to dial up the boss himself. "Mr. Luthor."

"Is the package delivered?" Lex asked.

"Yes, it is," the brunette confirmed to her boss.

"Excellent, expect a bonus," Lex said and the brunette could almost picture her boss rubbing together his hands on the other side of the phone in glee, mostly likely because he was.

That being said, the woman could not help but feel some kind of a rush about what was happening. Even though she was playing a part, seeing her up close and personal, that had to be the thrill of her life, perhaps just a little bit.

Still the red rock would cause her to give into her most primal urges and she would be disgraced, just like Lex Luthor wanted.

'The boss really holds a grudge,' she thought, but never the less, she prepared to play the part of the victim that had been saved by the hero, as the goons on the ground nursed their injuries.

Of course, there was really no acting needed on their part, because Supergirl really did knock the snot out of them.

"Powers isn't given you any trouble, is he?"

Harry was sitting outside of Met-U, waiting for Karen to show up for their lunch together and he was conducting some business with Helena over the phone whilst he waited.

"No, he's actually been quiet, which means he's up to something," Helena said and she looked at Harry. "The secure line that we set up, it should hold."

"Yes, because I'm sure Luthor has all of the traditional channels tapped and with his high powered satellites, he does have the resources to do just that," Harry said, the cell phone clutched between his fingers. "He's sweating….especially after the encounter that he had…"

"I heard rumors that he was found on a broken scaffolding set up, dangling, with two broken legs," Helena said, and she was not going to say the other part of the theory. She knew that he knew and he knew that she knew that he knew so there was really no reason to take this conversation any further.

"Well, maybe," Harry told her with a smile on his face. He hoped that warning would correct Luthor's behavior. The next warning wouldn't be a warning, because Lex would skip the hospital next time, even though if this warning would have likely killed him, he wouldn't complain. But unfortunately he didn't.

The problem was doing it in a way where Supergirl would not get blamed by the idiots in charge of the city.

That being said, the man was on his best behavior. Sure he was up to shady evil businessman things, but there had been no attempts on Karen right now. So he was willing to just take him down a peg in the business world as opposed to take him down personally.

"So, we're going to launch it on the 30th, right?"

"I don't think people have realized how long we've been working together on this, while Powers is working on whatever he was for Luthor, speaking of which, have you had any luck on trying to figure out what that was?" Harry asked her and Helena answered negatively.

"No, I'll give that slippery bastard some credit; he managed to wipe out whatever he was doing from the system."

"There's always a backdoor, we'll just have to find a way to exploit it," Harry said and the backdoor could potentially lead to something that would get Luthor into big trouble, legally speaking.

At least that was the theory but as Harry reminded himself, Luthor always had a good way of covering his liabilities.

Harry was distracted by something, a low sensual voice that said, "Hello Harry."

The young man was caught with this vision of beauty before him. Karen was standing there alright, her beautiful face shining with a completely naughty smile that inspired visions of things that were sinful. She wore a completely tight black dress that her cleavage was almost spilling out of and Harry could see that she wasn't wearing a bra, but then again, with her breasts, she had to get something like that costume made. That being said, her black dress came down just a bit above her knees and she wore thigh high black boots and fingerless black gloves. The red necklace that hung between her cleavage was the only thing in her outfit that wasn't black.

"Hi, Karen," Harry said and she stepped forward, her warm body nearly pressed up against his.

Harry prided himself on the best self-control possible, although the thought of fucking her right here and now in front of the café, even if people were watching, that was something that turned him on right now.

"Who are you talking to?" Karen asked, placing her hand on his chest with a smile.

"Helena," Harry told her, managing to get his wits about himself, not the easiest task in the world when she was standing there, wearing that particular dress. He could feel the blood rushing from his head.

"Tell her I said hi, and she should join us some time, we should get together, just the three of us," Karen practically purred, and her tongue trailed against her lips in a very suggestive manner. Helena had a nice body, her breasts were not as large as hers was granted, but that shouldn't be something that she should hold against someone. That being said, she had a nice ass and Karen wanted a chance to worship it and perhaps dominate it.

"So, I'm guessing that I should call you back later," Helena said, trying to be casual.

"Yes….."

"Why don't you show up in person, that will be a lot more fun?" Karen whispered and Harry looked at her with a smile on his face.

He envisioned bending her over her car and spanking the daylights out of her for interrupting his conversation like that.

'The naughty girl, she'd like it though,' Harry said and he could find Karen's arms wrap around him once again, her warm body pressing against his, her crotch up against his, the barrier of clothing was the only thing that separated them.

"So….what's gotten into you?" Harry asked, managing to return somewhat to sense, although there was a large part of him, a very large part of him, that was screaming why.

Karen writhed over his body, not caring who was watching and she shifted behind him, her breasts pressing against his back. "You, hopefully, if you want it, and I know that you want it."

Karen's hands started on his stomach, and she ran further down. The blonde smiled, when he rested against her chest, she was enjoying winding him up.

The main event, it was going to be really awesome, and she rested her hands against his crotch, her hot lips against his mouth, sucking on his neck.

"You know, I think that we should skip lunch….and go straight onto dessert…..mmm I'm in the mood for something creamy, aren't you?" Karen breathed seductively, slowly easing her hand into his pants and Harry looked through his green eyes at her.

He could see the lust burning through her eyes, the fire was rather strong and one ignited in him as well, not to mention the swelling that, her fingers were scant centimeters away from.

He could feel energy pulse off that pendant on that necklace that was hanging between her breasts.

"Where did you get the necklace?" Harry asked her, her hand was about ready to ease his tensions, and her crotch grinded against his ass.

"Oh, this thing…..a fan gave it to me, I didn't want to take it at first, but…..I guess that she talked me into it, the poor girl seemed to be a fangirl, she looked like she wanted to jump my bones, maybe we should track her down, give her some real fun, break her of her shyness."

Karen's hand was really close to tightening its grip around him but right now it hung loosely and teasingly.

The blonde would have loved to go all of the way but she heard the telltale signs of the alarm. She tried to fight her impulses, just to ignore it but her conscience got in the way of her hormones.

"Ugh, is every single fucking criminal in this town a mother fucking cock block?" Karen asked, shaking her head.

The blonde managed to shake off the cobwebs and she moved in front of Harry, wrapping her arms around him, pressing her breasts tightly against him. She grinded against his body, which he returned and they exchanged a kiss.

'No, no, bad Kara, not now,' the small part of her brain that had not been fog bound by lust stated and she shook off the cobwebs. The blonde took a step backwards, she could feel a certain warmness that went between her thighs, and she breathed in and out.

She was trying to…..well to be honest, she was trying to focus but she found it extraordinary hard to focus with the promise of what Harry could do with her, and the bulge that was in his pants, something like that should be able to roam free and be worshipped.

Harry was intrigued, that necklace was giving off energies, that affected him even, causing his hormones to explode in interesting directions. He really wondered what was going on but he suspected that he would find out really soon.

Things got curious and curiouser the more that they progressed.

A couple of thieves looked really pleased with themselves, having knocked off the jewelry store. They managed to steal some high tech weapons from an abandoned warehouse, they were just lying around to be honest, hence the term abandoned warehouse, so they managed to obtain them with the very legal, "finders keepers, loser's, weepers" clause that any smart criminal would take full and complete advantage of.

That being the case, the two criminals were feeling pretty good for themselves, feeling extremely cocky even and they were behind the wheel of a car. Said car began to peal rubber as fast as it could down the street.

"Man look at the score we got."

"Yeah, we can be kings of the city, no one can stop us."

Smash, because someone stopped them and that someone was Supergirl. She ripped off the hood of the car, fury dancing through her eyes, and punched her way through the windshield. The glass did not harm her knuckles like they would a normal person if they punched through it.

The blonde grabbed the thug by the scruff of his shirt and yanked him through the jagged glass.

"What….what….."

"It was you, you knocked it off, didn't you?" Supergirl asked, and she didn't wait for the answer, rather she hurled him across the street.

He bounced off of the street, his face smacking against the pavement, splitting his lip wide open and knocking more than a few teeth out. The criminal skidded to a stop, moaning and groaning in agony.

The other thug tried to take Supergirl out with the laser blaster but the lasers bounced off of her, and she nailed him with a rocket busting punch, putting him flat on his ass and most importantly down for the count. The blood of the criminal stuck to her hand.

"Did you really think that you would get away with something like that?" Supergirl asked, pretty much foaming at the mouth.

"Get….get away from me, you're crazy, help police, arrest me, please, there's a mad woman after me!" the thug yelled, pretty much wetting himself and he looked up, seeing her eyes focused on him and the focus was extremely dangerous.

"You think that you can put innocent people in charge, in my city, with your petty crimes, you better think twice, I'm so sick and tired of chasing down some criminal, who fucking feels the need to steal because he's too lazy to get a real fucking job."

Karen's heat vision formed an outline around the criminal and fire began to burn around him. The blonde looked rather terrifying to the powerless man who whimpered like a little girl.

"Please, look, I'll…..I won't ever steal again, I'll be a janitor, a garbage man, I'll even sell shoes to fat women just please don't hurt me, don't hurt me."

"You're kind of sad and pathetic, so hurting you, I wouldn't really get any pleasure out of doing it at all, you know," she told him and she hung her head and shook at it. This was the kind of person that she would not really get any pleasure in taking down. "But…..if I don't set an example now, people like you…..you'll continue to cause trouble over and over….."

She took the bag out and looked over it.

"Over only a couple of hundred dollars of merchandise," her eyes continuing to flash with red, she said and the man shook his head. "That wasn't worth burning, was it?"

"No, just lock me up, no tv, no computer, no women, no nothing, spank me even," the man whispered but then he realized what he might have implied. "No, no, I didn't mean it like that, argh….."

She picked him up by his head with one hand and he whimpered. He was getting a bit of a headache.

'It would be so easy to take out someone like this, just crush his skull, just like that,' Karen thought and there was a hand that was on her shoulder.

She spun around, nearly taking off the head of the person but she stopped, when she realized that it was Harry.

"Kara, that's enough for today, the MCU are on their way, you've made your point, I think."

Karen's chest heaved in and out of her, with Harry's hand on her shoulder. It caused her….well it caused her to calm down just a little bit. At least to the point where the only thoughts in her mind were not rage, murder, and bloodshed and Harry being there replaced them with something else.

"Yes, I know," the blonde said, and she allowed Harry to steer her away from the scene of the carnage. "I think…..I think we should head back to my apartment….before things get intense."

One moment of clarity in a scene of insanity, that was what visited the blonde. Plus burning rubble didn't seem to really get her in the mood, and the blood and teeth of the thugs that she just trashed, equally not as much.

"Kara, I'm not going to lie, you've been acting rather strangely today."

"Perhaps I'm running a fever, you should give me a complete and through check up," Karen said, as the two of them landed on the balcony of the Kryptonian's apartment. She could stay at the Swann estate but it was far easier just to rent an apartment if she was driving back and forth between classes.

Harry sighed, even though the thought had to be tantalizing. Oh why did he have to be the level headed one in all of this mess?

"Karen, I was being serious."

"I know, I was as well," she responded, running her hand up and down his chest, smiling and she looked at him.

"It's the necklace, isn't it?' Harry asked her and Karen's mouth hung open but then she managed to beat out her lustful hormonal thoughts to think about this…..well mostly logically but not completely. That being said, the thump, thump, thump of her heart against her chest was evident.

"The necklace, yes, of course, it would have to be that," she managed; her primal urge to jump Harry's bones and have him fuck her until they both blacked out was rather high. That being said, she shook her head.

The blonde saw the glow off of the pendant and she shook her head.

"It's red though not green…"

"Maybe different colors affect you….differently," Harry managed and they were inside the apartment, Karen backing him up against the wall, quite literally. Her breasts had him trapped, not that he was going to go out of his way to correct this position.

"Yes, maybe," she breathed in his ear, her hot breath hitting it. "So green hurts me…..and red….it causes me to lose all control of my inhibitions."

Her nipples poked so hard that they hurt against the outside of her costume and Harry's eyes looked towards her. Her lips were so succulent and he took them into another kiss, the green eyed wizard pushing his tongue deep into her mouth, with the two of them wrestling for domination with each other.

The kiss was so intense, that it left both of them primed and ready for much more. Their hands hungrily roamed their clothed bodies but they had to stop to continue, hopefully conclude, their discussion.

"So, I guess that I better take off the necklace then," Karen managed, and she looked around. "Don't suppose that the same lead shielding would work from it, do you?"

"I don't know, the cure was only from the green Kryptonite, we should…..here let me," Harry managed, his hands brushing against her breasts which caused Karen's eyes to close and a lustful moan to escape her lips when he touched her.

He barely touched her breasts but it got her all hot and horny.

"There should be a lead lined box….in the closet somewhere…..you never know when you were going to run into the green stuff," Karen managed and she got a good look at Harry's ass in those tight leather pants.

'Yummy,' she thought, staring shamelessly at his ass.

"Can you behave yourself?" Harry asked, without turning around.

"Well, if I don't behave myself, I guess you're going to have to bend me over and spank me," Karen replied saucily.

"Don't push your luck."

Harry found the lead lined box and put the necklace into it. They could study it later.

"Now, are we done yet?"

"Wait, I took it away, and you still feel horny, don't you?" Harry asked and Karen's eyes shamelessly averted downwards, staring at his package, straining against those tight leather pants.

"Please, like you have room to talk, and it looks like you don't have much room," Karen said, with a smile, and she placed her hand on his crotch to examine him closely. Then again, she preferred the more hands on approach to studying things.

"Well, I think we're going to have to sweat this one out," Harry said and Karen smiled, if any criminals decided to pull something now, she would fry them. Literally, there would be a criminal barbeque out in the middle of Metropolis.

Lips met lips and this time they were not going to end their passions until they were both finished and given how wound up both of them were, that would be an extremely long time before that.

"The worst thing about that is the mess that I'm going to have to clean up afterwards."

Karen's apartment was completely and utterly trashed, you would think that a riot went through it. Most of the furniture was pretty much destroyed from what happened. The blonde had the mattress that was from once her bed sprawled out on the floor, even though she was more sprawled on Harry than anything else.

"Don't tell me you regret it," Harry whispered to her and Karen smiled.

"Not on your life, not on your life, not at fucking all," Karen told him, placing her hand onto his chest and a deep smile increasing over her face. "Most fun that I had in a really long time and I mean that, from the bottom of my heart….period."

"I'm glad that you do," Harry whispered to her and Karen leaned over, her hips straddling him, with a wicked grin on her face.

"Yes, I do," Karen said, running her hands over his chest, his chiseled physique was drool inducing. They did what two gorgeous people in their positions would do, indulge themselves in each other.

"You do realize that we're way late for class, don't you?"

Karen had a wicked and naughty look on her face. "You know what, fuck class. We're the two smartest students to come out of Met-U in some time. If we can't fucking skip a couple of classes every now and again, that's pretty sad, isn't it?"

Harry found it argue to argue with that position, especially when she was in that position. She dipped down lower, her naked breasts pressing against his chest, and she leaned down, with a deep and passionate kiss, her tongue working into his mouth. He returned the favor hungrily with the two of them.

"In fact, we should do something fun…"

"You mean that wasn't fun," Harry told her and Karen had a naughty look on her face, moving over to find a set of clothes. She was pretty sure that she had a costume somewhere in the carnage here but she wasn't sure.

"Oh trashing my apartment with wild passionate animal sex, trust me, that's very fun," Karen breathed sensually in his voice, and she finally found her costume.

She kind of needed to get a new costume because she had a growth spurt since she had it. That being said, she liked the reaction that it got out of her boyfriend, hence why she wasn't changing it just yet. The blonde thought about having a new one for public and another one for private showings.

Plus the thought of Harry fucking in brains out in that costume seemed rather hot and she could feel the pleasure build between her thighs the more that she thought about it.

"So, are you ready?" Karen asked with a smile and she managed to find the change of clothes in Harry's bag and toss it to him.

"What do you have in mind?" Harry asked her, he was equal parts excited but there was also the fact that he wondered if he was biting off a little more than he can chew with her. That being said, the blonde watched him get dressed, with great regret.

The high from the Red K was down from her, at least mostly. That being said, there was just the door for her hormones that she already had that already had been unlocked and super powered hormones were an adventure enough.

"Let's go to Vegas," Karen suggested with a smile on her face.

"Vegas?"

"Yes, you know, Sin City, we can have some real fun, and it isn't that far of a flight there, given that I can go around the world in minutes," Karen said and she scooped up Harry, pressing the back of his head against her beasts, with her arms wrapped tightly around his torso.

"Well you won't have to ask me twice," Harry told her, and Karen smiled, she could clean up this mess later, come to think of it, she really didn't like that furniture anyway. "Karen, you do realize something?"

"What?"

"The fact that I can fly on my own…."

"Oh, I'm well aware of that," Karen replied with a smile but then she paused. "Exactly how…"

"Another story, will tell you later, interesting what Phoenix Tears and Basilisk Venom can do though," Harry told her, the blonde holding him halfway up in the air. "But anyway, there was really no need for you to fly me….you know I can do it on my own."

"I know…..you know I believe we already established that point that I knew, didn't we?" Karen asked and Harry looked over his shoulder towards her, with a lengthy sigh escaping his lips. "But, are you going to turn down resting your head on my breasts all the way to Vegas?"

Harry decided that was not something that he was going to contest and her arms wrapped firmly around him. He decided to enjoy resting his head on her amazing globes.

Lex Luthor found himself rather disappointed, he expected a bit more from this quite frankly. Supergirl was given the Red Kryptonite by his subordinate and the lab tests have caused the scientists that were exposed it to be sedated and put in a private facility. Given that they were either attempting to strangle everything in their path or go at it with anything like rabbits, depending on their perspective of the person, Lex was hoping for a lot more.

A couple of thugs got broken teeth, busted lips, and were traumatized for life. That was really something that Lex didn't expect. She should be taking down criminals more violently than that, and any citizens who wanted to take her, well she would take them down in a different way.

What went wrong?

The necklace was supposed to be a fool proof plan and Lex didn't like to be proven to be a fool. That being said, he wanted to find out what went wrong.

He did have satellites that could monitor the activity, so he should be able to in theory track her down. The man was going to see what he could do to find the fundamental flaw in his plan.

He could see the an image of the blonde, going from Metropolis and Lex followed her progress.

Well this would be interesting, potentially, as she was on her way to Las Vegas. The type of debauchery that she could get into there, it fit into Lex's plans rather well.

Lex was waiting to see what happened but the blonde had found somewhere and they were heading off to Vegas. He supposed that what happened next seemed to be inevitable.

The plan didn't fail but it did not succeed either. Quite the paradox to be sure.

To Be Continued on August 12th 2014.