Alex stretched out her suit, swearing, "What was I thinking trying to get into this thing?!"
Justin smirked from his spot from the doorway, amused at his sister.
She grumbled, taking off her shirt. After giving birth to her son, Alexander, Alexandra Russo had been in horrible shape. She had trouble eating, sleeping, and time had not been kind to her in many subtler ways. But she had driven her body hard to be able to fight her brother's regime.
All wizards had combat training of some kind to prepare for the wizard competition. Justin kept up with Mason in werewolf-form, as did they all. She had trained day-in day-out to get it back.
The protective suit she wore to ward off magic and monsters, had been built when she was in her top physique. But being a mother had worn away her body.
She took a breath as she lowered the top half of the skin-tight leather. It clung to her cruelly, judging her new curves harshly.
"Why did I have to get boobs from Dad's side of the family?!" She whined. Justin laughed. Blushing, his sister turned, and threw a hairbrush at him, like they were kids again, "Get out!"
He walked away, "I was just wondering what your plan was. I mean, my wand is in high-security at my old mansion. I can get you the blue-prints, but... they're not just going to let you walk out alive!"
She gave him a wry look and poked his heart with her index, "You were a wizard, with monsters for support, and the human world's backing. And yet," she poked the finger into his chest, "I ran around you for years."
"Yeah, and how'd that work out for you?"
"I won," She smirked, drawing closer, even as her arms went up to her chest.
"You were raped."
...
All the air went out of the room as Alex's body flooded with terror. But Justin, sounded...
"Are you concerned for me?" Alex was in total disbelief.
"I... don't know." Justin blinked confused, and walked away, leaving her more confused than ever.