Sahara just happened to be in town this week, It was hard for her recently. It seemed modeling had really been picking up her in the meantime. She really didn't understand why she was particularly popular. After all, she was just a lower level hero. Yes, she was physically fit, but it still didn’t make sense to her. The time to figure it out was not something she had, but it helped with her heroing. Sahara made sure to leave the house once she pulled on her tan trenchcoat, backpack full of water, and Kitty hills.

  Today, Sahara couldn’t grab her surfboard before leaving her apartment. It didn’t have a chance to properly dry like the wanted. Of course, in the back of her mind, she hoped that the day was peaceful. She took a stroll down the busy walkway and thought about what she needed to purchase.She hadn’t been in town for some time so grocery shopping probably should have been higher on her list, but she really wanted to collect some gatchas from the machines
Maybe a few gundam ones and a pokemon one to put on her window sill. 

The day was so nice as she walked down the street in the direction of her favorite vending machines. A magazine cover with caught her attention as she passed a storefront. It was her in a revealing swimsuit and her posed like she was hiding it. She didn’t understand the directions of that shoot. She would have worn it proudly since it let her access her skin to use her quirk. After sucking her teeth, she moved on.  A taiyaki shop came into her view first, she bought one. The fish bread was warm as she ate the chocolate filling. 

“ How wonderful.” Sahara thought to herself quietly and leaned up against the storefront. Munching on the face of the bread fish. 

It truly was peaceful, People passing by in droves, but were so quiet. This was why she loved this city.  The fact that it was quiet. Then a loud explosion sounded down the street, and the city was once again, noisey. 

“What now?” She huffed as she stuffed her Taiyaki into her mouth and quickly started grabbing the buttons of her coat. Her feet kicked off her little heels as well. 

People started to wonder what was going on as she performed what seemed like a mini strip tease on the street. Under the coat, was a very scanty bathing suit and damp-looking skin. It took a moment as she bundled up her clothes for someone yell out “It’s That Slippery One!”. Instantly, she turned and gave her Miss America like wave, then search around for the closest thing to surf on. Someone happened to have a spare tire on the back of their Jeep, which Sahara grabbed and turned back to the crowd.

“I’m going to borrow this. I shall replace it when done. Send me and email if it belongs to you. Look me up on the hero database!” She said at mach speed, then swiped the liquid from her abdomen and flicked it onto the tire surface. 

The crowd stood in awe as she backed up into them. Next, she swiped from her leg onto the ground. Finally, she got a running start, tossed down the tire and jumped onto it. This was the first time she surfaced on something other than her actual board. The double lubrication caused her to travel faster. Now where was she going.

*Crash!!!!*

Another explosion was getting closer as she whizzed through traffic. At last, she could see it. It was Balla Halla Banking. There was no time to waste. Her nimble body weaved in and out of traffic to cross to the bank. As she arrived, people were fleeing from what looked like Giant robots that were attacking the bank. Once she came to a stop, Sahara shook her head at the sight.

“I heard everything was going automated, but this is getting ridiculous.”