“Must be the place.” she thought with a small pang of dread as she looked up at the emaciated building before her. Broken windows, smashed walls, graffiti, “A real fixer upper.” she thought to herself as she approached the front entrance.

The door creaked loudly as she opened it, and promptly fell off of it’s hinges, and went crashing through the floor ripping apart the silence of the building. “Way to go Nancy Drew.” Jesseca thought as she looked around for signs that she’d been discovered. After a moment of silence she crept around the whole and deeper into the building.

The slight rustle of her diaper seemed deafening in the silence of the building. “Maybe this whole “only wearing a diaper and shirt” thing was a dumb idea.” she thought to herself. Stepping around the corner she saw two Hellions sitting at a table talking. “Looks like I’m not too late for the party.” she said quietly.

“Actually, you’re right on time.” a voice said from behind her.

Jesseca spun around just in time to see a large Hellion warrior’s fist rocketing toward her. The impact sent her flying across the building and skidding to a stop near the table where the two others were sitting.

“Well looky what the cat drug in.” One of the Hellions said with a demented grin.

Jesseca groaned and moved to sit up when she received a hard kick to her side from another Hellion that sent her crashing into a nearby wall.

“Not much of a hero, huh boss?” One of the Hellions said to the large man that had punched her.

“Obviously not, she’s not even out of diapers yet.” he said with a chuckle.

The seven foot behemoth walked to where Jesseca lay, and picked her up by the neck, hoisting her up face to face with him. “I think maybe you’re a little out of your league pint size.” he said and began laughing as he watched his captive squirm.

Jesseca began to see spots as her air supply was slowly cut off, her thoughts raced as she thought about a way to escape. Acting quickly she encased her feet in stone and gave the behemoth a hard kick to the gut, knocking the wind out of him and crumpling him to the floor. As he dropped her, the added weight of her stone feet sent her crashing through the floor and into the building’s basement.

“She’s gettin’ away!” she heard one of the Hellions yell from above her.

Jesseca cursed under her breath as two Hellions dropped through the hole she’d made and faced her, clearly ready for a fight.

The first Hellion lunged at her in an attempt to tackle her, her stone feet kept her firmly planted where she stood, and she charged up her fists and brought them crashing down on his skull with a sickening crunch.

The second Hellion watched as his ally fell to the floor in an unmoving heap. Pulling a gun from his coat he aimed it at her face. “No more messin’ around kiddo.” he said as he cocked the hammer of the gun back.

Jesseca’s heart raced as she looked down the barrel of the gun. Moving as quickly as she could she turned and ran away from her would be killer. As she ran she heard gunshots and felt bullets whiz by her, the darkness of the basement serving to debuff her opponents accuracy. She heard the Hellion curse and start running after her. Jesseca reached her destination and picked up the heavy wooden door, her energy charged fists acting as a strength enhancement. As the Hellion approached her she swung the door like a baseball bat at him, crushing his body and the door with it’s force.

Making sure the coast was clear, Jesseca climbed back up to the ground level of the house and continued her search. Her diaper hung heavily around her waist as she crept through the building, she knew she was quite wet, but she now realized she was also messy. Opening a nearby door, Jesseca saw the painting she sought sitting on a bed by a window, without thinking she entered the room and walked to the bed. When she heard a creak behind her she ducked quickly and felt something swipe the air over her head. Encasing her feet in stone again she kicked her foot behind her and felt it connect with her attacker dropping him to the floor. Turning around, Jesseca energy punched him in the face and knocking him through the wall behind.

Hearing shouts from somewhere else in the house Jesseca quickly grabbed the painting and broke through the window and onto the fire escape. Carefully, so as not to wreck the painting she climbed down to the street below and ran as fast as she could back to City Hall.