Hiding

Ava moved as fast as she could, knowing that as she went she was leaving a brief after-image of herself, as if someone was flicking through a porn magazine that contained only photos of her.

She suddenly froze, hearing voices and footsteps ahead. Ava turned to go back, and heard similar noises coming from behind her. She was pinned in. With nowhere else to go, the naked spy stepped through the nearest wall.

She got lucky- Ava found she had walked into a supply closet, and among various cleaning and stationary supplies, one wall had a row of hooks containing white hazmat suits.

Ava moved to pick one up- her hand passed right through it. She frowned at her hand, flexed her fingers, and tried again. It was still like trying to pick up smoke.

"Come on..." Ava whispered. She tried to remember everything she had learned about controlling her powers before she got her Ghost costume. Relax, breathe...

She gripped the collar of a hazmat suit and lifted it off the hook.

"Yes!" she squeaked with delight. She opened the front fastenings of the suit, and stepped into it. Her foot passed straight through the material as if it wasn't there.

"No!" Ava lifted and lowered her foot, the suit did not react to it at all. Her hands could touch it, but nothing else.

"Er... Hands up." a voice came from behind her. Ava realised she had no idea how long a guard had been stood there, with a clear view of her pert backside.

The suit dropped through Ava's hands, and hit the floor. Ava looked over her shoulder at the guard pointing a gun at her. Thinking quickly, Ava tried to use her invisibility power, but she had alwaya found that without her Ghost outfit, her two powers were opposites- her intangibility would happen any time, and often inconveniently, whereas her invisibility would hardly ever go as planned.

"Come on, let's go." the guard was openly smiling at her, his eyes travelling up and down Ava's body, taking in her flawless skin, the way her buttocks curved out then up to her back, and as Ava began to turn her dark nipples adorning a pair of stunning full breasts came into view.

"I think going is probably a good idea." Ava replied, stepping through another wall.

She found herself in a barracks of some sort, a row of simple beds along one wall, each with a foot locker at the end.

Before she could try and get her bearings again, the door at the end of the room opened. Ava dropped into a crouch behind one of the lockers.

"Aren't we all supposed to be searching for the intruder?" a female voice came from the door, along with a clomping of boots.

"I've been on duty for eight hours," a second woman said, "I'm off the clock, and getting some sleep."

Ava thought this was probably the only good luck she'd had today- at least she was in the women's bunk room.

Ava shifted position, and rolled quietly under the nearest bed. From there she could look out and see the two women- one blonde and in her mid-twenties, the other brunette and maybe five years older, both dressed in guard uniforms.

"All right, but you can explain it to Madam Skull." the blonde one said.

"Is that what she's calling herself?" the brunette replied, unbuckling her belt.

"Not yet, but I figure it's only a matter of time." the blonde said, stripping off her body armour.

As Ava lay still and watched, the brunette unbuttoned her shirt and threw it to the floor, about three feet from her hiding place. Then she stripped off her trousers and did the same to them. Then, in light blue sports bra and knickers, she lay on her bed and picked up a book.

"I'm going to hit the shower." the blonde said, stripping further and tossing her underwear aside before pulling a robe from her bed. She walked down past Ava, and through a door she had not noticed before as she walked in in front of it. After a few seconds there was the sound of running water.

Ava looked at the brunette's uniform. It was so close, she could amost reach it. She stretched out one foot from under the bed, trying to get it, but it remained stubbornly too far for her questing toes to get.