Hannah finds Something

I have no regrets in coming here.

Hannah shook with excitement at the sight before her. The garage and all its secrets were hers. There had been goons inside, obviously, but she used the oldest trick in the book to get rid of them. As she approached the building Hannah searched the ground for a decently sized rock and threw it towards the shipping office across the yard. It was a perfect arc up into the air and down through one of the windows. The sound of shattering glass got the thugs running off across the yard and left the garage unguarded. With her goonish obstacles removed the reporter slipped into the now deserted building with a camera in her hand and a smile on her face.

Now Hannah stood before a stack of wooden crates behind an empty van, the other white delivery vehicle was still closed and presumably full of cargo. The fact that she was half naked was completely lost in the excitement of her discovery. She put her camera down and rushed to try opening one of the crates but it was no use, they were nailed shut.

"You shouldn't be here little lady."

Hannah froze in place for a moment before rushing for the door. It was no use. The man grabbed her arm and pulled her back before grabbing her neck and slamming her into the side of a van. She looked at him tearfully and saw his grey skin and yellow eyes. Her expression turned to terror.

"Now, I have to wonder why a fine woman like you is skulking about on a night like tonight." Mongrel looked down at her exposed crotch and smiled. He ran a finger from her throat to the top button of her blouse. "You a whore? Trying a new look? I like what I see down there, but I can't say I'm a fan of the business lady look you've got going up top. Let's fix that."

In one swift motion he brought the finger down and popped all the buttons off her shirt. Mongrel wasted no time in grabbing one of Hannah's now revealed breasts. He kneaded it in his hand and smiled again at the shear cup of her bra. The super criminal began to pinch and twist her nipple through the thin fabric. "I like to play with my food, so what's say I let you go and you run." He leaned in to put his mouth right up to her ear. She could feel the heat of his breath as he whispered to her. "When I catch you-"

The super criminal never got to finish his sentence. What had started as fear in Hannahs mind quickly became rage at the idea of what he was suggesting. With strength she never knew she had the reporter grabbed the back of his head and pulled him away before slamming her free hand into his neck. Before he could recover she stepped to the side and kicked him with all of her might. Mongrel went sailing alongside the van and landed in the empty truck yard beyond. He coughed and rose wearily to his feet before launching himself into a charge. The super criminal knew what change the bottomless intruder was going through and was determined to take her down before she got away. Before she did something stupid.

He didn't know what to expect from his opponent. His opponent didn't know what to expect from herself.