A chance for heroics!

Two weeks had passed since Janet's power's had manifested. She had gone back to school, blushing furiously whenever she anyone who had witnessed her transformation. Her mother had concocted some story about 'low quality thread' as an explanation for Janet's clothes shredding in class. After about an hour on the phone her mother had convinced her teacher that it was a simple accident.

Janet had dealt with a great deal of snickers from her classmates. She found it to be such a weakness, to know that so many had seen her naked! She thought every laugh was at her expense.

Of course, eventually everyone had moved on. No one had talked about it that she knew of for a few days. At least nobody had gotten it on film! No one mentioned the smashed door, or the fact that she was now so tall. Janet figured it was so strange everyone would rather ignore it then talk about it.

At the moment Janet was walking down the street. She wore a tank top, jeans and sneakers. She had given up wearing her costume under her clothes. For one thing she could not deal with the permanent wedgie. For another, in two weeks time she hadn’t had any need for it! In fact in all her life Janet had never just randomly stumbled across a crime in progress. So, she had kept the mask in her purse just in case, but left the rest of the uncomfortable costume at home.

BOOM!

An explosion rattled the street. Janet looked around in confusion. All around people were running this way and that. Car alarms sounded. Janet saw a source of smoke up the street. She ran up and saw the bank. At the top of the stairs leading to the front entrance stood two women. Janet had seen them on T.V. Cutlass and Recoil. Cutlass had her trademark pair of swords. She wore knee high pirate boots, a black unitard and mask, with her flaming red hair sticking out in a pony tail. From what Janet remembered Cutlass was super agile and incredible skilled fighter, but lacked real powers.

Beside her was Recoil. Unlike her rather flamboyant pirate themed ally Recoil wore a full body suit, covering every inch of skin in black bulletproof material. She had red goggles, and all that showed her to be a woman was her obvious figure. Every spare inch of her was strapped with guns, knives and ammo cases. While skilled and armed with dangerous weaponry, Recoil lacked powers also. Both were dangerous, but not super.

The women were weighed down with several bags from the bank. They had obviously just robbed the place. Suddenly sirens blared. Janet watched as three cop cars pulled up. The officers got out, getting positions and drawing their guns on the two women.

“NOT SO FAST!” Cutlass yelled, waving her sword around dramatically.

“Nobody move, or we blow the bank!” Recoil said. She held aloft a detonator in her right hand. “The building is full of civilians, so everyone be cool and nobody gets hurt!”

Janet looked around. The two were standing directly in front of the bank's only entrance. But, if she could get to the roof of a nearby building she could easily drop down onto the roof. The three story fall would kill anyone else, but she would be fine. Probably.

Janet gulped. This was her big chance. She could become a hero. She could save people, just like her dad. But was she ready? Until a week ago she'd been an ordinary girl. Now she had to decide if she was capable of becoming a hero.