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Pheobe Nix
The obnoxious sound of sirens filled the air along with the sound of gunshots, all of which seemed to be aimed at me. And then there were the cops...a virtual army of those blasted donut eaters everywhere I looked and all out to stop me. Of course, that wasn't much of a surprise since I'd just robbed a jewelry store.
"Such pretties," I purred as I looked down at the bag in my hand which contained such delicious goodies as that diamond studded bracelet I loved.
I quickly tore my attention away from the jewels and focused back the Paragon police who were shooting at me. Most of the bullets didn't really hurt me though they did sting a little, enough to make me really annoyed. But then someone pulled out the heavy firepower and shot me with some armor piercing rounds. I gasped in pain, looking to my arm where blood was starting to come out.
"Damn you," I growled in growing anger. How dare they scratch my perfect skin... Fortunately, a single thought was enough to heal the injury and leave my skin as unblemished as though this had never happened. Still, I couldn't let that kind of insult go unpunished. "Come and get me boys," I purred invitingly.
About a dozen of the cops tried to rush me at once and I waited until they were right on top of me before I summoned the intense fire which burned within me. I made the ground around me burst into flames and laughed in glee as the cops caught on fire and screamed. Then I followed this up by summoning a sword of flames into my hand and slashed at all the cops around me.
"Burn baby burn," I called out my semi-famous battle cry as I quickly went about finishing the job.
It only took me a few minutes to take care of all the cops and even those idiot Longbow who showed up. Fortunately, there were none of those annoying super heroes interfering this time so I was able to get away with all my new jewelry. And if I hurried, I could probably still make my manicure appointment as well.
A short time later I was at one of my condos on the outskirts of Paragon City. It was small...only about 3000 square feet, but it served my purposes quite well for the moment.
"Not bad for a days work," I smiled as I poured the spoils of my victory onto my coffee table. There were some very nice pieces of jewelry as well as some tacky junk that would still fetch some nice money. I already knew which pieces I'd sell and which I'd keep for myself. "Only the best for me..."
I might come across as a little spoiled but that was no surprise to anyone who knew me, least of all myself. After all, the vanity plate on my old Porsche was 'SpoilD'. If I was to get a new vanity plate now it would be something completely different, maybe something relating to my name Pheobe Nix. It wasn't exactly a code name like most super villains used, but it sounded a lot like phoenix and I thought that was pretty clever. Of course, it wasn't exactly my original name either but it was a well known tradition for famous people to change their names to something a bit flashier or more appropriate to their image.
I picked up a beautiful ruby pendant and smiled as I thought about how well it would match the color of my eyes. And it was so much easier getting this than robbing that bank last week. I shuddered at the memory, thinking nasty thoughts at that super hero Ms. Destiny who'd tried stopping me and who'd ruined my favorite uniform in the process.
"What a bitch," I commented as I continued to admire my new sparklies.
A minute later I went to the large mirror which covered half the wall and admired my reflection in it. Yes, the ruby pendant really did match my eyes just like the gold chain matched my skin. This piece was a definite keeper.
I just stood there for a moment admiring my new jewelry along with my beautiful body. I was average height for a woman and had really nice muscle tone that came from hours at the gym before I'd even gained my powers. A little more unique though was my golden metallic skin and the glowing red eyes that almost looked like a pair of rubies set into my sockets. Even my red hair was a little different. It wasn't that reddish orange you usually see on people but was a bright red with faint hints of gold which came off looking more like fire. Of course, I looked a bit exotic but I'd come to think of that as a big bonus.
"I am my own jewelry," I mused, thinking of course that it never hurt to have more.
As I stood there though I couldn't help but remembering that I wasn't always like this. I wasn't always a super villain. I didn't always have super powers, this exotic appearance, or even the name Pheobe Nix. Once I'd been just another woman. Sure, I'd been an absolutely gorgeous and fabulously wealthy woman...but I'd still been just a woman.
Back in those days I'd been Pheobe Lawrence, a gorgeous blonde with a great tan and a very nice inheritance thanks to daddy's 'accident'. I was rich and beautiful so I could do anything I wanted...and I did. Those were days of fun and excitement, though I eventually realized it just wasn't enough.
I'd been rich and beautiful and thought that made me powerful. It did in a way since I could get just about anything I wanted using either my looks or my money. But then one day I saw someone with super powers up close and person. I watched as a man lifted a car with his bare hands and bent metal as though it was nothing. At that moment, it suddenly dawned on me that this was real power. This was the power to really do whatever you wanted. If he really wanted to hurt me right there, not all my money or beauty could have stopped him. It was right then and there that I decided I had to have this kind of power for myself.
I spent years....okay, it was only weeks. Anyway, I spent weeks looking for anything I could about super powers and how to get them. I was pretty disappointed though that I couldn't just go to some super special shop and just buy them. I could learn magic...but that would take years of hard work and study. AS IF.
I could buy some of that really fancy power armor or some high tech weapons...but that seemed like a cheap knockoff when I wanted the real thing. I just didn't see much difference between that kind of thing or just using a gun. I wanted real super powers and they weren't quite as easy to buy.
Of course, I could have taken a swim in toxic waste or exposed myself to radiation...but that was more likely to kill me or turn me into some kind of hideous freak than anything else. I might have wanted super powers but I certainly wasn't stupid enough to try something that risky.
It was then that I heard about Mr. Answer. Mr. Answer was some kind of psychic who could answer just about any question you asked him...for a price. Fortunately, I had plenty of money to meet that price.
Mr. Answer was a middle aged man with gray skin and a purple and red costume that was a complete fashion disaster. You'd think that with his psychic powers he'd have the answer to what a good costume should look like. It immediately made me skeptical about his abilities but he soon revealed that he could not only answer my question, but somehow even know what I hadn't said and what I really wanted.
"You seek not only power but also eternal beauty," Mr. Answer told me, seeing right into the heart of the matter. "And you desire these things fast and with minimal effort. There is a way for you to acquire what you desire. You must find a rare mystical phoenix bird and consume it entirely. By doing so you can absorb it's power and ability to restore new life to itself..."
Mr. Answer went on describing what I had to do to get what I wanted, though he left out one small detail. It turns out that the location of where I could actually find one of these phoenixes was a second question and required a second fee. The greedy bastard was worth it though.
I hired a couple men to go get the phoenix from where Mr. Answer told me to find it and then to bring it back to me. The excursion was expensive since I had to pay for travel arrangements to one of the most remote places on the planet, but a week later they delivered it to me.
As soon as I had the phoenix I immediately kicked everyone else out of my mansion since I knew this was gonna be totally gross and I didn't want anyone else to see. I stared at the captive phoenix for several minutes, thinking about the directions Mr. Answer had given me and bracing myself to do what I had to. Then I did it, taking a knife and cutting off the birds head.
Unfortunately, just killing the phoenix wasn't enough to give me what I wanted. I also had to eat it. That might not be so bad except for the fact that I had to eat it RAW. Mr. Answer told me that I'd have to eat it before it restored itself to life and that cooking would not only take too long but that the heat would spark it back to life even sooner. Because of that, I downed a couple of really strong drinks then I cut up the bird and forced myself to eat every icky piece.
Being a little drunk helped me eat the bird raw but it did nothing to help me keep it down. I forced myself to keep from doing what every instinct in my body wanted. I had to hold off until the phoenixes magic would activate and try bringing it back.
I didn't have to wait too long though before the magic began to happen. Since I'd eaten the phoenix, when its power tried bringing it back it did something else entirely...just as Mr. Answer told me it would. It brought the phoenix back in me, merging the two of us and giving me all the phoenix’s powers.
My body was suddenly flooded with a blazing fire which rushed through me inside and out. My entire body was burning but it didn't hurt at all. Instead, the burning fire inside of me felt more...orgasmic. I moaned in delight at the raw power of fire which now filled my veins.
It took me a minute to notice that there were other thins happening to my body as a side effect. I stared down at my hands in shock as a golden metallic color spread over them and over the rest of my skin, making me look sort of like a sexy Oscar statue. When I ran to a mirror I saw the other side effects, such as my eyes turning a solid glowing red and my hair taking on the same fiery red color as the phoenix’s feathers.
Of course, I'd been completely shocked and even horrified by my change in appearance at first, thinking myself as some sort of freak. But it was a small price to pay for the new power that rushed through me and I even started to like my new looks before long. I'd always liked gold and now I looked like I was made of it. I was definitely hot in more ways than one now.
I quickly started testing out my new powers to see what I was capable of, discovering that I could summon the fire inside me and unleash it in very destructive ways. The fire not only let me incinerate everything around me if I wished, it also protected me from harm. But more than that, I had the phoenix’s legendary powers of resurrection which could heal all my injuries and even bring me back from the dead as well. With this I was now only rich and beautiful...but powerful and virtually immortal as well. Now I had everything I wanted...and the means to get anything I might want in the future.
But as everyone knows, things usually don't happen quite the way you expect. I've always been used to other people being jealous of me. People had always been jealous of my money, my sense of style and my beauty. But now they were also jealous of my new powers too.
A bunch of jealous losers started coming after me, using every excuse they could to ruin my life. First it was the criminal charges and lawsuits over killing such a super endangered species as a phoenix. How they found out about it I don't know, but its not like that stupid bird was doing anyone any good anyway. Then there was the jerk whose car I melted to slag, but he was a jerk and deserved it. There were a few other incidents too but people just kept blowing them out of proportion.
I'd spent a lot more money on Mr. Answer and getting the phoenix than I'd realized at the time, so added with the lawsuits and legal fees my fortune was nearly gone. Around this time I was getting pretty pissed off with the situation and with all those jealous losers messing with me. What was the point of having these fabulous powers if I didn't use them? So I did.
My first real crime spree started off pretty small and was little more than spur of the moment shoplifting. I saw a pair of delicious shoes that I absolutely HAD to have but I'd accidentally left my credit card behind. When I asked the bitch who worked there to hold them for me, she took one look at me and my gold skin and actually refused. Well, wasn't about to take that kind of treatment from some snotty bitch like her so I just grabbed the shoes and walked out.
I walked out of the store feeling quite pleased with myself, especially with the knowledge that there was nothing she could do about it. Unfortunately, the police thought they could and they actually came at me as though I'd just robbed a bank or something. It actually seemed funny when they started shooting at me and I barely felt a thing, but then they made the mistake of shooting my Gucci hand bag. It was a HUGE mistake.
I was royally pissed off at them for daring to ruin one of my favorite accessories. Didn't they know great fashion when they saw it? Of course I couldn't let them get away with such a horrible act and unleashed my new powers on them, setting them and their police car on fire. I may have gotten a little carried away at this point though since I also burned down the shoe store as well as a dozen or so cars nearby.
By the time I was finished with my ‘emotional release’, I had officially been labeled as a ‘super villain’. I might have been upset with suddenly being a wanted criminal, but I had to admit it was the most fun and excitement I’d ever had in my life. From that moment on I was hooked.
“Even better than sex,” I grinned as I began separating the pile of stolen jewelry into the pieces I would keep and those I would sell. “And getting my jewelry this way is a whole lot more exciting than just buying it…”
Now that my jaunt down memory lane was done, I thought about what I was going to do next. I scooped most of the jewelry back into the bag I’d carried it home in and then started for the door.
“I should make it just in time,” I said as I looked at the clock and left my condo.
I had just enough time to drop this jewelry off with my fence before my mani-pedi appointment. And I certainly couldn’t miss my manicure…especially when I had a big meeting with Arbiter Daos in Grandville tomorrow. A girl always has to look her best even if she’s just on her way to bust some heads and burn down the house.
“This is even more fun than racing my old Porsche,” I grinned in delight as I thought of how exciting life had become since I’d eaten that phoenix, “Burn baby burn…”
THE END
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