"Hello aunt Margery," Natasha smiled at her graying aunt.

"Why, hello there yourself Natasha. Was you shopping trip a success?" her short aunt smiled back at her much younger niece.

"It was very good," Natasha replied. "Do we have any friends or relatives living in Smallville?"

Her aunt squinted her eyes in thought. "Now that you mention it, I think one of your cousins moved there a few months ago to work at the Luther plant…Why?"

"Oh, no reason," Natasha replied languidly, "I'm just going to spend a month or so down there with my cousin."

Her aunt looked up at her in alarm. "What?" she demanded, eyes flashing dangerously.

Natasha shook her head slowly before meeting her aunt's eyes. She slowly repeated, "I am going to go live in Smallville for a little while, and you will have nothing to say about it." She made sure the words were drilled into her aunt's mind before releasing her gaze. "Now what were you saying?" she asked dangerously.

Her aunt looked a bit flustered. "Oh, sure. I'll call Theodore and make the arrangements right away. You can be there by tomorrow night."

"Good," Natasha said. "I'd very much like that. I'll pack right away."

As she headed up the stairs, she listened in on her aunt's thoughts. There's something different about that girl, but I just can't put my finger on it. The teen laughed and waved away her aunt's suspicion with a wave of her arm. She didn't know how she had gotten her gifts, but she was going to use them to her full advantage.

She had discovered just a few months ago that she could listen in on people's conversations. That had been when she had become less than 'a perfect angel' as her friends would usually refer to her as. With her gift, she had discovered what people really thought of her. The once nice girl had turned mean when she learned that her best friends hated her because of the way she acted, and none of the guys would ever consider dating her because of her better than average intelligence.

She had grown bitter towards the world on the inside while still playing the façade of a sweet little girl on the outside. It was a few months later that she had learned of her second, more potent gift. She could order people around and they wouldn't have a clue. She could make them do whatever she wanted, and they wouldn't remember a thing. She could erase their very thoughts if she felt like it. That was how she had erased her aunt's suspicions.

She packed her bags quickly. When she got to Smallville, she would control her cousin's mind so he would not question her appearance or the length of her stay. She would place the thought of it being Theodore's idea for her to stay. Things would be much easier that way. She could scope out the town, find out where this Clark Kent lived, and plan out devious plots for him. She didn't doubt that she could do it. She had experimented once with her best guy friend. She had had a crush on him since the fifth grade, but he only liked her as a friend. Once she had found out her new abilities, she swayed him into believing that he had always loved her. They dated like a regular couple with all the bonuses added in. Then, when it came to the night where she knew he was utterly in love with her and wanted to do more than just kiss, she dumped him.

Then she told her parents she was going to Metropolis. No one stopped her.

Visiting her aunts and uncles was just a cover story. She was off in search of something, something she wasn't even aware of. A part of her had just told her to leave home, and do something dangerous.

And to Natasha, there was nothing more dangerous than going after a guy who was in love with another girl, whether she needed to use her powers or not.

Clark Kent, she thought to herself, watch out.