The junkyard

Wanting to see a true test of her strength, Sasha zipped out of the lab and right over to a junkyard. Her casual jog left a wind blast behind her that shook cars and rustled trees as she went by. It only took her a moment, but she arrived in a flash.

Looking over the junk yard Sasha smiled. She knew nothing here was going to be a test of her strength, but she had to see for herself. Looking over she saw an old broken down school bus. Casually strolling over, she laughed as she realized her new size made it impossible for her to fit into the vehicle! Walking to the front, she bent down and gripped the frame which immediately bent under the pressure of her grip. "3,2,1... now!" She yelled as she hoisted the bus high over her head. Half shocked, half laughing she looked at the huge vehicle over head. "I don't even feel the weight at all! I may as well be holding a feather!"

As Sasha stood there in only her ill fitting underwear, the junk yard attendant, Mary-jo was watching from behind a car. "Who is this gigantic woman?" She asked herself as she watched her casually lift a school bus. Inching a bit closer, her hand knocked over a tin can which caught Sasha's attention. Giving a quick smile, Sasha turned towards Mary-jo, let one hand go from the bus, and started to approach her. Mary-jo wasn't sure what she should do. Should she run? Could she outrun the giant?