This is an idea I've had for a while. Jessica will start out for the most part being how she was on the Netflix series but I reimagine her looking more like Rose McGowan Planet Terror-Grindhouse era. There will be more smut in later chapters. Contains language and some sexual content.

Walk down any street in New York and you swear you'd seen it all, do it as long as I have and you pick up on things, on people and what they think no one notices. Business was slow these days, had to keep my ears and eyes open, couldn't be lazy, something could lead me to my next case. I've done my fair share of things that I'm not proud of for some quick cash. One time I agreed to install some hidden cameras at different public places, most of them happened to be in bathrooms, their excuses were tracking down thieves and having someone not affiliated with them so they wouldn't catch any legal heat. I didn't really need to hear them dancing around what the footage was used for, if it was women using the bathroom, I turned a blind eye to it. Are you judging me? Hey, a girl's gotta eat. Trish of course would freak if she ever found out. She'd call me a degenerate, worse than what people these days were calling me. Did I look like I cared? Besides, I hardly get those jobs anymore. My sights were on legitimate work. Cases, anything I could use as one. Hello...

Strolling down the corner of an alley, Jessica spotted two men in black coveralls hauling equipment on a dolly into a dark windowless van, they were coming out the back exit of a privately owned research lab; by all the noise they were making along with how fast they were going, Jessica had a hunch they weren't employees.

"Yo! You two have...ID?"

So much for trying to be smooth or witty in the moment.

"Who the hell is that?"

"Grab her!"

Jessica fought the two of them off, of course it was with little effort, she took both of them on at the same time; reporters and cameras were never around when she was kicking this kind of ass. She got one of them in a headlock, his friend was afraid she might snap his neck after sampling her strength.

"Yo! Let him go!"

"Fucking bitch!" the one being head-locked shouted.

His friend acted fast; he figured if this woman was one of those supes then maybe she needed something extra to be put down. He grabbed a syringe from one of the black cases they brought out, it had this glowing green liquid inside of it. The next thing Jessica felt was a sharp pain in her ass!

"Ah!"

Did he seriously just shank me in the ASS?

She dropped the dude and the next thing she knew she was down on the pavement and the guy hopped in the van with his buddy with thestolen equipment.

"That ought to slow her down!"

"What did you give her?"

"Who gives a shit! Let's go!"

Jessica writhed around on the ground, she couldn't get over this weird sensation coursing through her body, when she stood up everything began to spin faster than a carousel powered with nitro. She massaged her forehead. There was still some pain coming from her rear, the syringe she was stuck with was still there looking funny poking out of her denim jeans; she pulled it out, imagining how stupid it would have been if people saw her walking down the street; she'd be seen as the world's worst junkie.

"AH!"

Whatever they got her with it was all gone, empty, she tossed the syringe and got to walking; no emergency room, she couldn't bare it, she hated hospitals, plus a lack of insurance but whatever it was would pass. It had to.

Great. No license plate. No description. Mission accomplished. Now let's go find a bar and drink whatever this is off.

Jessica felt like she'd already been on a bender, her body was starting to ache and her head was pounding. She had this limp, one leg was getting stiff; the side she was stabbed. She found a crummy dive bar and ordered a bunch of shots, she kept her hood up as the lights in the place weren't helping or the choice of music on the crappy juke box.

"Excuse me!"

Jessica's vision was blurred, she wasn't even sure what she was looking at, then it became clear it was some young girl in the bar with her friends; there's no way any of them were 21.

"What the hell are you looking at?" This short redhead had a big mouth on her.

Jessica could hardly respond, she stared on in a daze, "Huh?"

"I said what the hell are you looking at, SKANK?"

Jessica didn't even realize she'd been gawking at this group of girls for the past minute, she'd swore she was facing the bar all this time.

"Um," Jessica rubbed her eyes, she was delirious, trying to string words together was a challenge; not too different from any other night.

"Would you please do something?" The girl's tall blonde friend asked the bartender, "She's making my friend uncomfortable."

"Sorry about that. We get a lot of bums."

Faster than Jessica could say 'I ain't no bum!' A Hulk of a bouncer grabbed her and showed her to the door, she wasn't going to pick a dumb fight, she cooperated and creeped to the door. On her way out, Jessica's hands grabbed at the redhead she'd been eying and ripped her shirt off. No bra! She shrieked and cupped her breasts, Jessica had no idea what just happened, something was really drawing her to this girl.

"Whoa!" She said, eyes bugging out at the well endowed chest with reckless abandon, she watched those lovely C cups jiggle before being covered up; it felt like it was all happening in slow motion.

When Jessica would later piece together the events of this night she would have a tough time trying to remember if she was pushed or if she leaped forward at her own free will, either way she fell face first into the girl's chest, the redhead removed her hands instinctively to try and push this crazy woman away but instead Jessica face planted between her breasts and motorboated them like she was some lunatic frat boy. The girl shrieked as if she was being mauled.

"You're out!" The bouncer roughed Jessica by the shoulders.

Jessica was thrown outside, her landing cushioned by a pile of garbage bags on the curb, she groaned but wasn't in any rush to get up; more a defeat than injury. Maybe a quick couple winks and she'd be good as new.

To be continued...