She was becoming obsessed with Fonzie.

The Violet Vision blushed hard, trying to avoid looking her nemesis in the eye. She hadn’t lied when she said that she hated Fonzie. If anything, she might have sugar coated things a bit as far as what all she had to say about her. However, for reasons that made her loathe herself, something had changed over time.

Cassie had been throwing herself more and more into the life of a superheroine. She was ignoring everything else that should have mattered in favour of pursuing Fonzie, even after it was becoming less and less legal for her to do so, in no small part due to the corruption spreading throughout the city’s police department. No matter how concerned Olette was starting to become about her continued vigilantism, she just couldn't stop.

And then, one day, it hit the Purple Paragon: She just didn’t care about bringing Alfonso to justice anymore. Hunting down Fonzie, seeing her face a court for her crimes, and maybe, just maybe, having her imprisonment leading to her mother’s return and the reunion of her family, those had all been the reasons for chasing her. Now, though, they didn’t matter to her. She just wanted to catch the Psychotic Crime Boss. And the more she analyzed it, the more she realized why she wanted to catch her: She wanted her, even while she hated her.

Knowing how she felt about Fonzie made Starslip feel beyond ill. Part of her wanted to just slip through the planet’s crust and keep going down until the heat killed her. As hard as her life had been at times, she still had a loving father and a wonderful girlfriend, both of whom hated Alfonso about as much as she did. They could never understand her feeling this way.

Thinking about Olette made Cassie’s stomach turn. This was the love of her life. The girl who was her first friend in preschool. The one who consoled her when her mother ran away. Her first girlfriend, whom she started dating not long after she realized she was gay. O had even broken the law for her by assisting in her superhero life. She should have meant more to her than anything. And yet, here the teen blonde was, prepared to cheat on her, and with Tammy Alfonso of all people.

And yet, here She Who Slips Through Star Lake stood, in the middle of the office of whom she loathed more than anything. All because her obsession with catching her had morphed into something so perverse, and by the time she’d caught it, it was too late. And what was worse was that Fonzie was right: She WAS the only one who wouldn’t judge her for such a poor decision. And without even looking up, she could feel that evil grin burn of her nemesis’ into her, and knew she was delighting in this predicament of hers.

Her smirk widening, Alfonso stood up from her chair and closed the distance between herself and Starslip. She reached forward and held the young woman's chin in her hand, tilting her head to face her. It made the blonde heroine feel sick, just having Fonzie touch her in such a manner, but she didn’t phase out of her touch either, the two looking each other in the eye as an unspoken understanding was made between them.

"...I appreciate the honesty you're showing me right now," Fonzie admitted, keeping her eyes locked onto Starslip's, making the young woman tremble. "As such, I am willing to give you something that I KNOW you don't expect from me: Generosity. I am willing to give you everything that you want from me, and then some. I will help you feel bad. I will open you to a whole new world of depravity. And, as God is my witness, I will ensure that you will love every last second of it, and then beg for more. You will never, EVER want to leave it, and no longer care if the city disapproves or not."