Sedusa sat on her hospital bed. She was reading a magazine that was left in the room, it was outdated but at least it kept her busy. Her body was still a bit sore. She took a beating and it was enough for her to end up here; at least that was what she thought on the matter. She didn't want to remember yesterday because that was by far the worst thing that ever happened to her. She didn't want to remember but her brain had other ideas.
It all started off with the standard disguise and alias, which was Stacy Goodwin. It was going according to plan, her target was a wealthy businessman that came from Citiesville to view how Townsville compared. She was the perfect, innocent woman that had made herself known by 'bumping' into him when he was with the Mayor.
From then on he lusted after her, which was understandable since no one could resist her sensuality when she was disguised. He showered her with gifts, all so he could bed her. She didn't play that way, though. She may have used men habitually but she never resorted to whoring herself. She made sure to act like she was serious about him while carefully stealing as much money as possible.
Things were going so smoothly, until she messed up - big time. She was in one of the rooms he owned in his mansion. He gave her the room because she didn't want to "accidentally cross the line" if they slept on the same bed. She had taken off her wig and make-up so she could sleep well. She had forgotton to lock the door and that was when she was discovered. He interrogated her about the wigs and face. She couldn't even mutter an excuse. He did a backround check and discovered her true identity. From then on, it was pure hell for her.
He ordered his goons to do away with her. She was forced into an alley. She tried to persuade them to let her go with the promise of her body but they proceeded to beat her - that was when Professor arrived.
She was on the brink of unonsciousness and he was the last thing she saw before darkness claimed her. She knew he saved her, there was no doubt about it. Why did he do it? She didn't even deserve it. She used him and disregarded his feelings toward her. She wouldn't lie to herself, the moment she was arrested and taken away, after she used Professor, the slight guilt started. She knew she broke his heart and betrayed him, his anger when he grabbed her made it pretty clear. Although she felt no remorse for what she did back then, she still felt a bit sorry for the guy. He was easy, too easy; it was like taking candy from a baby. She strung him along from the get-go and he allowed himself to be so open and vulnerable. No, she pitied the guy.
He loved her - she could see it quite clearly. He truly did love her. His heartbreak must have been so terrible and the more she thought about it the more she knew it was true. Damnit! Why did he of all people save her!? Why did he have to come back into her life!? Didn't he know how confused he made her feel? She wasn't sure if he was coming here like he said he would since it was so late into the night now. A part of her felt relieved but another, stupid part of her longed to see him.
She had a connection with him. She couldn't deny that. She had an emotional connection with him and they both affected each other. That wasn't to say that she loved him. Hell, she didn't even like him either. She sighed. She was really confused on what to do or feel. She looked at the door as it opened and in walked the man that recently plagued her thoughts.
Their eyes connected and it was as if time stood still, as if nothing existed but the two of them, as if something was forcing them to look into each other's eyes and not disconnect the gaze. Sedusa's heart skipped a beat; it actually skipped a beat and that was a very alien feeling to her. That never happened to her before.
"I thought you wouldn't come," Sedusa said quietly, never taking her eyes off of him.
Professor was a little alarmed at the tone of Sedusa's voice. She sounded eerily similar to Ima. Professor knew that, right now, people would probably call him the biggest idiot on earth for not only saving a criminal but visiting her as well. He would have probably agreed with them. He couldn't just leave her, though. He had to make sure she was completely fine before that could happen. It was just in his nature.
"Believe me, that thought has crossed my mind, many times, but I'm a man of my word," Professor said as he made his way and took a seat next to her bed.
"So bold? I never figured you for the forward type," Sedusa teased lightly.
Professor scowled and then scoffed, "Don't worry, I'm in no way here to indulge on 'good ol' times'."
"Then why are you here?" Sedusa asked curiously. What possible reason could he have to see her?
"To make sure that you're alright," Professor said indifferently.
"I'm fine, so you can go now!" she snapped in anger. She felt offended, pitied, she didn't need any of it.
"... I also came to talk," Professor said carefully. He was starting to formulate ideas, ideas that he would've never thought of before.
"Talk? You're talking now, aren't you? Even I, a monster, can get that," Sedusa sneered.
"I didn't mean what I said yesterday," Professor said.
"What? 'Since when to monsters have consciences?' I think you meant every word," Sedusa spat in distate.
"Yes, but I was upset and I'm sorry-"
"Why the hell are you here!? What do you want!? To laugh at me? To mock me? What is it!?" Sedusa screamed at him. She had enough.
"To know you, the real you and not the one you let other people see," Professor clarified his intention. She told him yesterday that he didn't know her and what she had been through. He felt like if he could get to know her, then maybe, just maybe, he could stray her away from crime, for the citizens sake and herself, of course. Yes, even he knew he just came up with that idea moments ago.
He was no psychologist. He could never hope to understand someone else, especially women. But he felt compelled to try. He wanted to understand her side of Sedusa, and not the villain everyone already knew about. He had no idea what came over him to take on the task. He convinced himself that it wasn't from lingering affection towards the seductress. Well, he tried to.
"What?" Sedusa blushed. The way he said those words sounded...touching. She quickly squashed all those thoughts and focused on Professor again.
"I want to understand you, Sedusa. I want to know why you do the things you do," Professor said. He wasn't about to say that he wanted to know all those things because she was insane, even if he thought it was true.
"Why," Sedusa asked suspiciously. People just didn't do things for no reason, so he had to have an angle.
"Think of it as a favour," Professor said.
"A favour? What are you talking about?" Sedusa snarled. This man was making no sense.
Professor was saved from a tongue lashing when the door opened and a nurse walked in.
"Oh great, I was told you would be here. She's all good and set to go," the nurse said with a small smile.
"Finally! I was getting tired of the smell around here," Sedusa made to stand but hissed in pain. She still felt sore.
"You still need to rest but you are still free to go home. She must drink two pills in the morning and evening," the nurse said while she gave Professor a container full of pills.
"Why are you giving my pills to him?" Sedusa spat angrily.
"Don't be like that. I'm sure he'll take good care of you," the nurse said and then left the room.
"She thinks we're together," Professor said, rolling his eyes.
"..."
"... Aren't you going to blow up or something?" Professor asked warily to Sedusa, who was facing the window.
"I'm not as temperamental as you think. I don't like that idea but I'm not about to throw a fit just because someone labelled us girlfriend and boyfriend." She was lucky she was facing away from him, if he saw the blush on her face then she knew she would just die from embarrassment. What the hell was wrong with her? Professor never affected her like this before, so what was going on with her emotions?
"Anyway, it seems that we've come to a dilemma," Professor said seriously.
She just looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"You have been deemed worthy to go and I know just the place...my home" Professor said.
Sedusa laughed at him. Was he joking? The home of the Powerpuff Girls? They hated her, she hated them, what on earth was this man thinking?
"It is either that or the cops. You choose." He was still serious.
Sedusa just stared at him.
"This isn't a joke, so pick your pick," Professor said.
"You can't take me to the cops. I haven't done anything wrong." She smirked at him, daring him to say otherwise.
"You haven't done anything wrong YET, but they should still be very interested in your past crimes and I'm sure you've escaped jail time as well." Professor said carelessly.
She gawked at him. Never in a million years did she expect anything like this from the sap of a Professor.
"You can't be serious!" she finally shouted. Take her to a place where she could get killed by superheroes? This man was nuts.
"I am," Professor said.
The experience would be like prison but ten times worse. Her wardens would be three little girls who could brake her in half if they wanted to.
"Why are you doing this?" Sedusa asked angrily, she needed to know.
"Like I said. I want to get to know you, even if I have to force you." Professor didn't even flinch.
She wanted to shout at him for such a vague answer but she was at a loss for words at the intense way he was looking at her. It actually made her shiver.
"We need to get you new clothes - can't let the girls see you like that," Professor said as he made his way out of the room.
Sedusa was beyond confused at this point. Her whole world was turning upside down and she couldn't stop it.
"The doctor said you need to use this until you're better," Professor said as he came back into the room with a whealchair and some new clothes.
"I'm sorry but I forgot your size," Proffesor said as he handed her the clothes.
It was just a sweater and track suit pants, a little too big for her, but she guessed it would make do for now.
"You didn't even ask if I accepted your little proposal," Sedusa said curtly.
"I didn't have to. Now please change and meet me outside," Professor said and made his way out of the room.
Sedusa huffed - the nerve of this man. She quickly changed into her new clothing and sat on the wheelchair that was provided to her, she made effort to try and adjust to moving on wheels and then made her way outside and saw the Professor waiting for her.
"Oh good, you're ready to go," Professor said as he proceeded to push Sedusa's wheelchair.
"... I want your word that the Powerpuff Girls will not harm me," Sedusa said cryptically.
"They will only harm you if it calls for it," Professor said effortlessly. This was so exciting for him. He would be conducting an experiment to figure out the criminal mind, what made them tick. He realized earlier that he had the best opportunity to help out Townsville and now he was going to make sure he used Sedusa to figure out a way to stop crime, not fully but as much as possible.
AN: Sorry it's a bit short but let me know what you think. R&R