Kara Zor-El, aka Supergirl, soared over Metropolis, looping around and scattering a flock of birds. She laughed and twirled, looking down at the buildings below. A flash of green light caught her eye. She stopped mid-flight. The young heroine was naturally
wary of green-glowing things. She'd had to face kryptonite more than once, but her curiosity was piqued anyway.
Kara spiralled downwards to investigate. She was startled to see a woman of Chinese ancestry simply standing there, smoking from an elegant cigarette holder. The woman was dressed scandalously, her huge breasts straining against the green bikini top. A
glint of recognition sparked in her eyes when she saw Supergirl.
"Uh, hello," Supergirl said. "That's quite an outfit."
Jade Dragon smiled. In her universe, Kara was one of her favorite toys. She relished dominating the taller girl.
"Hello, you must be Supergirl," she said. "I recognized you instantly. You're much more beautiful in person." Supergirl blushed at the compliment.
"My name is Jiao Long," the asian woman said, giving her pseudonym. She slipped a slim cigarette from a case of green metal and offered it to the young blonde. "Would you care to join me?"
"No thank you," Supergirl shook her head. "I don't smoke, and I really must be going."
Jade Dragon frowned. By now her power should have softened Supergirl's resolve. She quickly deduced that her abilities were much reduced in this reality, but her mind was as sharp as ever. She spotted a nearby photobooth.
"I'm sorry, but could I ask a favour?" Jade Dragon asked humbly. She pointed out the photobooth. "If I could get a picture with the mighty Supergirl? To show my friends...?"
Supergirl hesitated for a moment. There was something about this woman. It wasn't just her slutty attire or smoking. There was a hungry, dangerous expression on that perfect face. But she forced those thoughts back. Judging someone by their appearance
was wrong. She shrugged. "Sure, anything for a fan!"
"Thank you," Jade Dragon said, and took Supergirl's hand. The two of them climbed into the photobooth and the asian beauty began to breathe more and more smoke into the small space. The camera clicked and clicked, but within a minute, the lens was obscured
by sweet greenish smoke.
Jade Dragon looked over at Kara. The blonde seemed to have a slightly glazed expression in her eye as she breathed in the hypnotic smoke.
"Uh, okay, I think we got the pictures, Miss Long," she said uncertainly, squeezing past the emerald temptress's breasts.
Kara's head swam. She leaned against the photobooth for support. Something was wrong but she didn't know what.
"Kara?" Jade Dragon asked, following her out. "Are you all right?"
"Look at me, Kara," she continued. Supergirl looked into her almond eyes. She could have sworn the woman said her real name, but that was impossible!
"I need a friend, Kara," Jade Dragon said, her voice low and hypnotic. "This is very important to me. Will you be my friend, Kara?" She breathed a plume of smoke into Supergirl's face.
"Yes, friend," Jade Dragon said, laughing inwardly at her triumph. "I am your friend, Kara. Jiao Long is your friend. I am Jiao Long." The asian woman continued to repeat the words, letting them burrow into Kara's subconscious.
Supergirl's mind started to clear. She saw her friend Jiao Long standing in front of her, looking concerned.
"Jiao? Jiao Long?" Kara smiled and hugged her friend. "I'm sorry, I must have drifted off for a moment. What are you doing in Metropolis?"