Dateline: Wednesday, July 8, 1981, 2:23 PM, Pacific Daylight Time.

While Python was still dealing with her assigned MagiClone (patent pending), Blind Tracy was still looking for Heart Attack. Of course, it's a little difficult to look for someone when you're blind. The only way she could tell a person's location was by telepathy. The only question was, what would a member of Omega Force be thinking? Maybe thoughts of destroying Alpha Force? Just behind her, she heard thoughts along those lines, as well as 'Man, this is one tasty burger!' She spun around. Was it Heart Attack?

"Funny," said a female voice. "I was expecting to fight with Liquegirl."

"And I was expecting you to be attractive." That was Rocket! The girl must have been Floodgate. Okay, wrong clone, moving on.

Blind Tracy meandered down a different hall. She picked up traces of another person thinking about destroying Alpha Force. She wasn't sure if it was Heart Attack, so she approached the person with caution. As she tiptoed forward, she picked up signals that the clone noticed her.

"Well, look who it is," said a male voice with a British accent. Yep, this was Heart Attack all right. Blind Tracy struck a fighting stance.

"Resistance is futile, MagiClone…I mean, MagiClone (patent pending)…you will be annihilated!"

Heart Attack laughed at that idea. "You? A blind girl? You think you can stop me? I have more powers than Meta Man did! What makes you think you will triumph?"

As you can imagine, Blind Tracy was more than a little upset at these comments. Like her teammates suggested, she grabbed Heart Attack in a telekinetic chokehold, a la Darth Vader. She could feel him struggle against her power, but she didn't let up for a microsecond.

"I pity the fool who doesn't know how to talk to a lady!" she spat at him.

"Who are you supposed to be impersonating?" he asked, still choking, "Darth Vader or Mr. T?" That only made her more upset, so she tightened her grip.

Blind Tracy felt such a surge of power wash over herself. She felt invincible. But being in this intense situation made Heart Attack's heart race, thereby activating his powers. Thinking quickly, he shot a bolt of lightning from his fingertips, aiming directly at his opponent's lungs. Blind Tracy fell over backward, breaking her concentration and thus releasing her captive.

"See? I told you that you were no match for me!"

Blind Tracy was disappointed in herself. She had dropped her guard, and opened the door for her opponent to strike. She picked herself up. Just then, she felt the temperature rise. Then she remembered that Heartthrob had pyrokinetic powers, so his clone would have them too! She ducked just as the flames sailed over her auburn hair.

"Hey, be careful with that fire, now! It's going to take me a week to fix my hair after the last fire, and I don't need you making it worse!"

"Oh, don't like fire, huh? Well, how about some water, then?" Heart Attack brought his hands together at the wrists, and a surge of water shot out of his hands. When it hit Blind Tracy, she put her hands up and tried to block it, but invariably, she got totally soaked. She was so surprised by this attack, that it took her a moment to realize that it was just harmless.

"Ha!" she laughed. "And what exactly were you planing to accomplish with that, hmm?"

"Nothing," she heard Heart Attack say from behind her. "I was just trying to distract you!" From his thought patterns, she could tell he was about to punch her so hard, she would go sailing and crash into a wall. She tried to avoid it, but Heart Attack was much quicker. Because of his super-strength, the MagiClone's (patent pending) punch did in fact send the sightless super careening down the hall at top speed.

At this point, Blind Tracy thought heard her own voice over the radio. She couldn't make it out, because was frightened beyond belief. (Well, you would be too, if you were hurling toward a wall!)

Anyway, on a reflex, she telekinetically grabbed a hold of her own body and pulled it in the opposite direction. As she slowed to a stop, she released herself from this finger-less grip and safely set foot on the floor. She felt so relieved, but she was also surprised at herself. She had thought for years that she wasn't able do what she just did. Blind Tracy paused for a moment to think about this.

Not the brightest idea she ever had, because now Heart Attack was charging at her like a bull. Thankfully, she felt his presence just in time. At the last second before collision, she lifted herself up and let her opponent run right under her. He crashed into a wall, hard. Blind Tracy set herself down. Then, just as he was getting up, she grabbed his hand with her mind, molded it into a fist, and used it to hit him.

"Stop hitting yourself!" she said, smiling. She made him punch himself again, and again, each time saying "Stop hitting yourself!"

"I hate comedy fights," Heart Attack mumbled between punches.

After about a minute, the MagiClone (patent pending) started to struggle with this telekinetic immaturity. He somehow managed to escape her finger-less grip. Then, with every last one of his nerves frayed, Heart Attack just couldn't take it anymore. He saw Blind Tracy charging him. Without warning, he stuck out his hand and cast his one spell.

"GLITCHER!" he screamed as loud as he could. Suddenly, Blind Tracy stopped dead in her tracks. She tried to move, but nothing she tried worked. She had been completely immobilized by the spell. Her heart sank.

Heart Attack laughed a satisfied evil laugh. Then, sure that his victory was inevitable, he proceeded to monologue about the perfection of magic, the history of magic, yadda yadda yadda, in short, boring our sightless super to death. While he continued to babble, Blind Tracy had an idea.

I wonder if I could still use my powers while I have this hex on me?

She tried to read Heart Attack's mind, just to make sure. The signal was just as strong as it always was. Excellent! She still had a chance. All she had to do was pull the pin from his neck to win the fight. It wasn't easy to get a hold on it though, what with his pacing back and forth.

Finally, she managed to grab the pin. A quick yank of it brought Heart Attack's babbling to a stop.

"Oh, crumpets!" he muttered. "Well, maybe I can still finish you before the magic wears off. Lightning! I said lightning! Why won't this work? It worked befo…" POOF! As Heart Attack disappeared, the spell on Blind Tracy wore off.

"Whoa!" she said to nobody. "Feels so good to move again. Sniff, sniff, mm, nutmeg. Nice."

At that moment, Python and Rocket showed up, answering a distress call they both thought she had made.

"All right, you MagiClone (patent pending) slime!" Rocket roared, "Someone needs to teach you not to pick on blind supers! Hey, where is he?"

"I got rid of him," Blind Tracy explained.

"You did?" asked Python.

"Yeah, why is that such a surprise to you? Oh, I get it; it's because I'm blind, huh? Just because I can't see, you think I need help beating up bad guys?"

"No, we just got a call on the radio saying you needed back up."

"Yeah, I heard that call too," she said, suddenly remembering, "but it wasn't me."

"But if that wasn't you, then…oh, my God! It must have been your clone!"

Rocket tensed. "Come on, my wife could be in danger!"

The other two followed him as closely as they could.

I just hope José's doing okay, thought Python.

(A/N: Sorry if this chapter isn't up to Parr with the rest of the story. ;-) Somehow, Ashley's a hard character to write fights for; I don't know why, but she is. Let me know what you think so far, okay? If it's too soap opera, or too Seinfeld, or just too lame, let me know so I can fix it! Until next time…)