Karen smirked as she watched the funeral proceedings with mild interest, the teenager idly twirling a lock of her dark hair as the people before her mingled in an odd mix of excitable whispers and quiet sobs. It was the type of air she half-expected at a funeral of one of New Kingdom's protectors, where both hero and villain alike gathered to witness the passing of a friend... or foe. Karen however was there to do neither, except admire the startling turn out; one which left her smiling impishly as a brief flash of red lit her eyes. With a quick turn, the young student faced her back toward the throng of people, whipped out her cell and swiftly made her way back to the parking lot, where a black van quietly waited.<br/><br/>Having already entered the number she wanted, it wasn't long before she had the cell to her ear and a slightly more serious expression across her features as she calmly noted, "Would you believe the rumours were true? Almost everyone is here... Even an old friend." She glanced back to the figure she'd noticed before, her fiery ex-partner-in-crime looking a little out of her element amidst the drab mob of normals. The look back barely caused a flinch in her step however as she continued toward the van and finished her conversation, "It will probably be a long time before we ever see another opportunity like this, so open the van and let's move... quickly." The vehicle's side-door had already slid open before she'd even finished, with a group of black-attired men in ski-masks waiting for her inside. The young Blackwell could only hope that the sight of a high-school student hopping into the back of a seedy looking van wouldn't appear too suspicious.<br/><br/>As the door closed behind her, the van started up and calmly drove off, with the driver being careful not to draw any attention. "Next stop, New Kingdom Bank," one of the men seated in the back remarked deviously, leaving the others to snicker with excitement as Karen's eyes flared an ominous red...<br/><br/>The bank was hit hard by the team of would-be-thieves as the group of four men raided the bank in one swift motion. The guards were taken down quickly and silently as the soft 'thwip' of tranquilizer darts announced the criminals' entrance, with each taking a corner of the bank before forcefully urging the patrons onto their stomachs. Within seconds all the customers were on the floor with their hands on their head while the guards lay snoring, giving Red the opportunity to make her entrance, a triumphant smile playing across her lips as she rested a hand on the curve of her hip. The villainess stood almost a foot taller than those of her group, her hair and glowing eyes synonymous with her name. Physically, she appeared no stronger than an athlete, leaving none the wiser of the power each subtle bump and swell of muscle held.<br/><br/>With only a moment's hesitation, one of the four robbers quickly approached the villainess before motioning her towards the back of the bank, behind the mess of desks and frightened employees, to the security gate which blocked access to the vault. An eager grin spread across Red's features as her partner in crime pointed out the security door. The anticipation causing her body to ripple with energy as her eyes of glowing red flared and her body gained another inch of height and another, imperceptible, layer of muscle. With just a brief smirk of arrogance, Red showed no hesitation as she sauntered toward the door and, without warning, swiftly kicked out with a single leg. The door's protest came in the form of an ear shattering clang as the villainess sent the door flying off its hinges and across the room.<br/><br/>And with that she entered the vault along with her partner, knowingly having tripped a silent alarm as they quickly began loading all the money they could find into sacks the man had brought.