Dateline: Wednesday, July 8, 1981, 2:10 PM, Pacific Daylight Time

Unlike the other members of her team, Liquegirl didn't need to waste extra time looking for her assigned clone. As soon as she said "Roger," she stood up and saw Blind Fate staring her in the face.

"So, Miss Blind Psychic, let's see how you deal with…"

"I'm not Blind Tracy, I'm Liquegirl," she interrupted.

"Beg your pardon?"

Liquegirl repeated herself.

"Then where's Blind Tracy?"

"Dealing with another one of your friends. I'm the one who's supposed to fight with you."

"But, ugh! This isn't the way it's done! I'm supposed to fight my counterpart, and you're supposed to fight yours!"

"Well what's the matter with fighting me?"

"Nothing, it's just…"

"What, am I not good enough for you? Is that it?"

"No…"

"Just because my powers aren't psionic, I'm nothing but trailer trash? Is that what you think? Huh? Huh? Do you? Do you?"

"STOP IT!"

Liquegirl couldn't help but laugh. She loved messing with villain's heads.

"All right, okay, wise guy! Have it your way!" Blind Fate grabbed Liquegirl by the throat. Not with her mind, but with her hands. But, as you might expect, she squished her way out of this tight spot.

"C'mon, you'll have to do better than that!" she goaded.

Suddenly, she felt an invisible force pressing on her skull, and deduced it was the MagiClone (patent pending) using her telekinesis. Liquegirl engaged her power to separate her head from the rest of her body, expecting to get away from this finger-less grip. But instead, Blind Fate lifted her head to an uncomfortable height, and spun it like a top.

"Whoa! Stop the ride, I want to get off!" she complained. No sooner did she say that than the evil blind psychic dropped her like a hot potato. Her head landed with a sickening splat. Liquegirl groaned in a combination of pain and disorientation. Imagine being punched repeatedly while on one of those spinning rides at the amusement park. Yeah, that's kinda how she felt.

Just as soon as she was down, Blind Fate lifted her again. "Okay," Liquegirl said outloud; "enough is enough!" Somehow, some way, I can't explain it for the life of me; she willed her headless body to engage her captor in combat. She threw a few punches, delivered a few kicks, but all she managed to do was distract her. But while distracted, Blind Fate dropped Liquegirl's head, and it fell right into her own arms.

"Wow, how lucky was that?" she said as she put herself back together.

Liquegirl struck a fighting pose, and dared her opponent to attack. Blind Fate shook her head, and then gestured than she make the first move.

"No, you can't do that!" said Liquegirl. "I said you attack first, so you have to attack first!"

"Says who?"
"Those are the rules of engagement! You can't tell me to attack first if I've already told you to do so!"

"Why not?"

"Because then, we wouldn't be fighting, we would just be arguing over who should attack first!"

"Isn't that what we're doing now?" Blind Fate pointed out.

"We wouldn't be if you would just attack!"

"Okay, fine, I'll go first!"

Blind Fate lifted her hands and both she and Liquegirl rose up to the ceiling.

"Whoa! High, very high!" Liquegirl said with a nervous twinge in her voice.

"What? You're not afraid of heights, are you?"

"Me, scared of heights? No!"

"Good, because the rest of this fight will take place up here, and if you do succeed, you will plummet to your death!"

"So? I'll just call in the rest of my team and they'll catch me!"

"Oh, I'll take care of that! MUTIUS!" Blind Fate pointed her finger at Liquegirl and a strange blue light shot out of it. It hit her in the jaw. "This spell I just cast on you will quiet your voice, so that you can't call on your super friends to come and save you! And, to make sure they aren't around to help you out…"

Liquegirl felt a tug at her wrist. She could see the evil MagiClone's (patent pending) plan: to put in a phony distress call so the others would be distracted. "Blind Tracy calling, in serious need of back-up here! YAAHH! QUICKLY, PLEASE!"

"This is Python, hang in there, Trace, we're on our way. Over and out!"

"Ha!" Blind Fate laughed in Liquegirl's face. "What are you going to do now?"

Now our super squishy hero was super squishy pissed. She tried to throw a punch, but just before it connected, she was telekinetically pulled away from her target. She attacked again, but once again, she was foiled. Then the clone shoved her against the wall. Any other super probably could have escaped by now, but Liquegirl was still new at this. To her, this seemed like an impenetrable prison. She needed some time to think. And it wasn't easy, because her head still hurt a little.

What would Elastigirl do?

"What indeed?" She grunted at her captor. "Oh, I'm sorry, were you having a private conversation with yourself?"

Just then, Liquegirl had a brilliant plan. She expanded her right arm, making it thinner as she went. The MagiClone (patent pending) tried to contain the growing arm, but she couldn't do it, because her powers were engaged with holding the both of them aloft. As soon as her arm was long enough, she delivered a solid right hook to her skull. Multiple times. Blind Fate was out cold in no time.

When her enemy went unconscious, the invisible force holding both of them up disappeared, just like Liquegirl wanted. She knew that she could walk away from a fifty-foot fall without so much as a bruise. Blind Fate, eh, not so much. As one might expect, both women hit the ground at the same time. The sudden impact of flesh against linoleum jarred Blind Fate awake. She screamed. How could she not?

Liquegirl sloshed back into a human shape and walked over to where her enemy had landed. She had three of her limbs bent backwards, clearly broken. It would cause one pain just to look at it. Liquegirl pulled of her glasses and rubbed her eyes. The sight was that shocking.

"Ohhhhh," the clone moaned. "I'm feeling a little clobbered."

Liquegirl bent down and reached for the pin that would annihilate the evil copycat and remove the silence spell from her mouth. Seeing this, Blind Fate stopped her with her one good arm.

"I know you want to," she said, "but I have to tell you something first. Two things, actually.

"First, don't worry about that silence spell, it will wear off when I disappear. Second, not only did I get your friend's powers when I was created, but I also got all her memories too. As it turns out, Ashley Cohen is secretly in love with your husband.

"Okay, that's all I had to say. Go ahead and pull the pin."

Liquegirl did. She noticed that in the MagiClone's (patent still pending) last few seconds alive, she had an odd look of peace on her face. Blind Fate was smiling when she went poof. Nothing was left but brown powder. Liquegirl sniffed it.

"Nutmeg," she observed. "Hey, I can speak again! She was telling the truth about that. Does that mean she was telling the truth about Ashley?" She didn't want to believe that. Ashley was her friend, like the little sister she never had. But if she did have a crush on Dash, it could ruin their friendship, or worse, her marriage. Liquegirl decided she really needed to talk with her. Speak of the devil, here she comes now, with Python and Rocket in tow.

"Oh, honey, thank heavens you're okay!" Rocket said, running to her. "I was so worried about you!"

"You were? Why?"

Python explained how they found out that the distress call was a fake.

"Wow, I guess I underestimated you guys. I thought I was doomed!"

"And just what does that mean?" asked Blind Tracy.

"Nothing, I…you know what, forget I said anything, okay? Where's José?"

"If anyone needs me, I'll be in the car, okay?" Heartthrob said over the radio.

"Roger," Python said back. "I guess our work here is done. Let's go home."

As the rest of the team slowly walked back to the car, Liquegirl stopped Blind Tracy briefly.

"Ashley," she said, "you and I need to talk when we get home."

Thanks to her telepathy, Blind Tracy knew what this was about already.

I think I'm in trouble, she thought.

(A/N: Well, Omega Force has been defeated. But don't think the story's stopping now! I told you, it's going to be forty chapters. And you aren't going to believe what I have planned for the ending. I'll give you a hint; it has nothing to do with Harriet Kriznek. She comes near the end, but not at the end. Stay tuned! Oh, and please review!)