Extraordinary beauty! Superhuman strength within her! These are the adventures of Doctor Darala Starr, an alien woman from a heavy planet whose trip to Earth will help her discover her own incredible power! As Darala grows to understand the enormity...
As soon as they arrived back at Tina's house, Darala rushed into the guest studio. In less than two minutes she re-appeared in her lycra mission suit, the shine of it glorious in the midday sun. With her silver bracelets and belt, she looked every bit a superwoman.
"We should get you a cape," Tina said.
Darala chuckled and said, "Maybe some other time. Now, where can we find our friend the 'locksmith'?" she asked.
Tina said, "I'll take you to him."
They drove for fifteen minutes and arrived at a storefront on the far side of town with a large sign above the entrance that read LOCK AND KEY. The surrounding buildings were industrial, and a block further away was a junkyard. The sound of trucks and machinery was in the air and Darala surveyed the area with discerning eyes. Darala squared her shoulders, her expression hard and serious—she wanted to get her hands on the Torellian.
"Wait," Jason said. "I have an idea." He turned to Tina. "Play along with me." Tina nodded.
Darala asked, "And what am I supposed to do?"
Jason smiled at her. "We're going to create a diversion so you can surprise him."
Darala understood, and quickly made her way around the back of the building.
Jason and Tina entered the Lock and Key and had a look around the place. Nothing but locks and keys, much as they expected. At the sound of their arrival, a man appeared behind the old, wood paneled counter. His eyes were a vibrant greenish color and instantly Tina recognized him.
Jason led the conversation by saying, "Hi there. We're looking to get a new set of keys made, wondering if you can help us."
The man looked annoyed and scowled. "Look around you. This is a lock and key store. I'm pretty sure I can help," he said.
Tina said, "What I really need is a new lock and new keys. It seems the old one has been... compromised."
Meanwhile, out back behind the store, Darala found a door with a metal handle. She tried the handle and found it locked.
She shook her head, annoyed. This wouldn't take too much effort, she figured. She grabbed the handle and braced her other hand on the door. With what was only a third of her strength, Darala ripped the handle and the lock from the door, the metal giving a momentary cry in her hand.
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She threw it aside and pulled the door open, vanishing inside.
Unaware of Darala's entry, the man asked Jason, "I'll have to come to your location and replace the whole lock. What's the address?"
Tina said, "The antique store. My antique store. It seems someone got their hands on a copy and tried to rob me."
At this, the man with the glowing green eyes stiffened up, his face trapped in momentary surprise.
