On the run

Wanda's eyes lit up with a red glow which managed to outshine the red her face had turned. This day had been nothing but humiliation, and now the villain she was trying to catch was mocking her and making it worse. Wanda took to her heels, trying to ignore the laughing cops as she ran at Titania.

Even after all she had seen Wanda embarrass herself today, Titania recognised that the Avenger had some power to her, so she too began to run.

Wanda followed her away from the bank building and into the city, fortunately seeing it was not as easy to get away as Titania had hoped for. While she had been robbing the bank news crews had gathered, as had crowds of bystanders. Some of them got out of the way of the villain running towards them, but not enough to allow her to get away.

"Move!" Titania growled, "Come on!"

Coming up behind her, Wanda spotted a shop awning to the side. She reached out for it with her powers, ripped the fabric free and flung it at Titania, wrapping her tightly. Wanda was just thinking that once the villain was in cuffs instead she could use the awning herself as a cover for her nudity, when Titania flexed her muscles and tore the fabric apart. Then, with one sweep of her hand, Titania swept three people aside and carried on her escape.

Wanda followed, finding the crowd closing in around her as she did. Hands reached out, grabbing at her buttocks, caressing her nipples.

"Hey! Stop that!" Wanda exclaimed, although in the crush of people she could not identify specifically who was touching her.

She managed to push through the crowd and saw Titania halfway down the street. Deciding she needed to hit her with something heavier, Wanda reached her powers at a lamppost, pulling it down so the metal pole hit Titania on the head with a satisfying "CLONG!"

"Ow." Titania grunted, staggering slightly.

Wanda advanced on her, searching around for something else she could use to hit the super-strong foe. Her eyes looked left, right and up.

Unfortunately not down, or she might have seen a thin sheen of oil leaked across the street. As it was, the first she knew of it was when she stepped in it and found her feet sliding uncontrollably.

"Woah! No!" Wanda exclaimed as she slipped. She saw a postbox directly in front of her and then darkness.

Titania let out a snort of laughter at the sight of the young Avenger, head and shoulders wedged in a post box, bare behind stuck out and wiggling as she tried to free herself.

"Nice going, Avenger." Titania knocked on the metal top of the box, prompting muffled cursing from within.