New York, NY.
July 04, 2013.
Erika POV.
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Topic: New Hero? Save the day
In: Boards Weird
HumanGeek (Original Poster)
Posted On Jul 4th 2013:
New York City
Well guys, I created this thread to discuss about the new mysterious blue girl who was responsible for saving the passengers of flight 282-A US Sunlines.
Please refrain from discussing situations not related to the girl in question.
P.S: If you want to discuss about the bombing I leave another link here to another site (Link).
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-Unwilling
Replied On Jul 4th 2013:
Well we know that her name is Lazuli, that's what she called herself when the passengers asked her. And we also have a lot of pictures of her, many people took pictures of her. Apparently she can create energy constructs similar to green lanterns.
-Venusian
Replied On Jul 4th 2013:
Yes, there are several images of her using her powers on the plane. She must be pretty powerful. I did some research and the plane must have weighed a little over 170 T if we include the passengers.
-Littlemiss
Replied On Jul 4th 2013:
Obviously she can also fly and must be quite fast.
-SuperSocrates
Replied On Jul 4th 2013:
Seriously she is a heroine, did anyone know anything about her before today?
-FallenGrace9999
Replied On Jul 4th 2013:
She saved a plane full of people, if you ask me, that seems pretty heroic to me.
-Sunshine88
Replied On Jul 4th 2013:
Oh, it's her once again. Almost 1 month ago I created a thread of my encounter with her in the store where I work (link). Does anyone know if she is an alien or a metahuman?
-Realiziii
Replied On Jul 4th 2013:
She is an alien I am 90% sure.
-Zucarkkk
Replied On Jul 4th 2013:
How are you 90% sure of that? If you say it's because she is blue, I'll find out where you live and will slap you.
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I sighed tiredly and stopped reading what was on the screen of my phone, it was a lot of bullshit that was written about me in the internet forums. In just a few hours, last night's events had become national news.
"Now there are a lot of pictures of my ass on TV and the internet." Lying on the bed in my room I frowned looking up to the ceiling.
Using their cell phones, the passengers on the plane had taken several pictures of me, I even remember one of them using a professional camera. It was annoying as shit, because I didn't like all that attention, but it's not like I could have stopped them.
"It doesn't stop irritating me."
Most of that irritation was being directed at that jerk of the bomb. The guy was some kind of brooding nationalist extremist or something. Fuck, I didn't understand how killing a bunch of innocent people was going to solve anything. But well, I wasn't a psychologist and I couldn't get to know or imagine what those people had in their heads.
At first I was a little surprised that such an attack would take place in the United States. Airport security was supposed to prevent things like that, but after return to Nimue's house and thinking about it for a while, it wasn't so hard for me to imagine something like that happening. Because in this dimension the 9/11 attacks never happened and therefore this country never took situations like this too seriously. Despite all the super technology and superheroes, airports security was never tightened or improved.
Noticing that it was almost noon, I got out of bed. Nimue should have closed her store by now and would be cooking our lunch. I didn't usually eat breakfast since I didn't need it, but it was almost a tradition to have lunch and dinner with Nimue if I was in the house. I left my room and headed to the second floor.
Just as I reached the living room Nimue came out of the kitchen, she was wearing an apron.
"Good morning, Erika." she greeted me with a smile.
"Good morning."
"Looks like you were busy last night."
"Ahhhhhhhhh." I made a rather dramatic wailing sound and walked over to the couch. "So you heard about that."
"I have a internet access and a TV, so yeah, I heard about that." Nimue said walking up beside me.
"Surely half of New York already knows about me." I sat down on the couch and Nimue did the same on a nearby armchair.
I thought for a second, that it was weird that Ratgirl hadn't texted me to ask me about the plane ..... but actually maybe it wasn't so weird, surely, Cleo was sleeping right now.
I quickly told Nimue what had happened last night and how I saved the plane, but I paused before telling her about my encounter with the trio of flying women, because Nimue said something.
"You don't seem very happy." Nimue said in a curious tone when I finished explaining what happened.
"I don't like being the center of attention.....at least not like this."
"Do you regret what you did?" She asked.
"No, fuck no." I answered immediately without even thinking about it for a second. "I don't regret saving those people. It was the right thing to do, but..."
I paused not knowing how to explain it.
"But?" Nimue raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"Aren't people supposed to feel gratified with themselves when they save lives?... So the truth is, I don't feel that way." I shrugged. "Look, if someone given me the choice, I would go back to saving those people. Doing that was the right thing to do and they didn't deserve to die for the actions of a madman... but I didn't really enjoy it, most of what happened last night was stressful, exhausting and annoying."
[And not fun at all] I said to myself. I had a lot more fun when I beat up Firefly or stole the Penguin, but while this was certainly more "heroic", it wasn't something I enjoyed, no even for a second. [what did that say about me?]
"Erika, you don't always get gratification from a good deed." Nimue looked at me. "But I think the fact that you don't regret it is what's important."
"I'll take your word for it." I decided to finish telling what happened last night including the encounter with Wonder woman and her sidekicks.
Now that I thought about it, last night they didn't seem surprised to see me.... well no more than they expected to see a blue girl. I suspected that the Bat-family had told them some things about me. Surely batman would soon know about that encounter we had last night.
"I see, so you met Diana."
Hearing Nimue use Wonder woman's name so casually I asked her.
"Diana? You know her? I mean, personally do you know her?" Nimue had mentioned that she knew a couple of members of the league, would wonder woman be one of them?
"Yes, I know Diana, I won't say we are friends, but we have a cordial relationship with each other, product of some friends in common".
I wanted to ask her more about that, but at the moment I had more important questions.
"You know, I noticed something strange about them."
"Something weird?"
"Wonder woman and Troia's aura, it was weird....They had something like magic potential, but it wasn't really that, do you know what it could be?" I hadn't forgotten how disconcerting and intriguing it was to perceive that.
"You should ask yourself what that two have in common and how they differ from humans."
"Why I feel like you're trying to teach me a lesson." I said in an irritated tone.
"Come on Erika, you're smart think about it." Nimue waved her hand as if to invite me to think.
But I didn't really have to think about it much, I had some theories although they were just my guesses.
"They are both amazons, they are obviously not human, they can fly, heal faster and are more durable."
"And where the Amazons get their powers from?" Nimue continued, she had definitely turned this into a lesson for me.
"From the gods?" I shrugged. "They were supposedly created by the Greek gods or something."
"You are right, I believe that what you sensed in Diana and her sister was the Divine Energy imbued in their bodies. I know that some magical creatures can sense things like that. No wonder you can too."
Well that confirmed part of what I had theorized about them, though there were still some doubts.
"How does Divine Energy differ from Magical Energy? Obviously they are different I noticed, but I don't know what those differences are in particular."
[Well besides for some reason that energy smells like vanilla.] I thought to myself.
"That's a pretty interesting topic of study, which unfortunately I haven't had a chance to research too much." Nimue shrugged her shoulders. "Divine Energy is usually more powerful than Magical Energy. It can be used to cast spells and its properties can harmonize better with certain types of magic, but other than that I know little else. The gods don't like humans to know too much about them."
I nodded, it made sense, thinking about of them I didn't know many things about the Greek Deities in Dc. Just that Ares tended to be kind of a jerk in most of his incarnations and that Athena was usually nice. These thoughts reminded me to the New Gods, maybe I should do some research about them. If Darkseid existed in this universe sooner or later he would try to invade earth.
But all this still didn't answer all my doubts about the auras.
"There's something else, Starfire, the orange-skinned alien girl. Her aura was weird too, different from the Amazon's, but still weird." If what I felt from Diana and Troia was divine energy, what I could sense from Starfire was something else. "It felt a bit like a normal person who has no magical potential, but it wasn't the same, it was much more intense."
"Mmmmmm." Nimue hummed thoughtfully. "I admit I don't have a lot of ideas about that, I haven't had to deal with many aliens."
Well, I guess expecting Nimue to have all the answers wasn't realistic.
"Okay, by the way who else do you know in the League?" It was time to know that.
"Other than Diana, I know Red Tornado and Doctor Fate... do you know how the helmet of fate works?"Nimue frowned and looked at me.
"You put it on and it turns you into Doctor Fate." I replied with no hesitation in my voice.
This wasn't really metaknowledge, there were a lot of people on the internet who knew about it, although there were also a lot of people who said it was a bunch of nonsense. Most of the latter group of people did not believe in magic.....Yeah, there were people in this dimension who did not believe in magic, human stupidity knows no bounds.
"That's right, the lord of order that inhabits the helmet is called Nabu, I know him. Although I certainly also know its current host as well." Nimue paused, the following was said in a strange tone of voice. "He is my friend Giovanni."
"Wait, Zatanna's dad is the actual Doctor Fate?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes, he is, it's also a pretty complicated situation" Nimue sighed.
I stared at her, I was curious about this, but I didn't want to ask about, because by Nimue's behavior, this seemed to be a very delicate subject and she had the right to keep her own secrets. Since I had moved in with her there was an unspoken agreement between the two of us that we would only ask about our past at certain moments. However, even though I didn't ask, Nimue continued talking.
"You should know that Nabu pass several decades without a host. Kent Nelson, the former Doctor Fate, was a good man and someone I called a friend when he was still alive, but he made the grave mistake of not doing his duty to the lord of order. He did not wear his helmet for almost 60 years, this angered and outraged Nabu. As far as I know, a couple of years ago Nabu got a new host and although he was angry and did not want to let him go, he managed to convince him to do it with the promise that this host made him to find another person to be the new Doctor Fate." Nimue shook her head, looking really irritated. "Nabu didn't count on the fact that the boy was an idiot and would forget about that promise."
I was already imagining what happened and it didn't seem nice.
"Let me guess, the next time he obtained a host he didn't let it go."
"Exactly, that host turned out to be Zatanna, after she put on the helmet, Nabu completely refused to release her. Giovanni had no choice, but to offer himself as a host and make a magical promise to Nabu."
"And he have not released him? How long ago did that happen?" I thought that was total bullshit.
"It's been two years, when I found out what happened I went to talk to Nabu." Nimue frowned. "He didn't want to listen to me, but I insisted and Nabu ended up agreeing that Giovanni can taking off his helmet once a year so he could spend that day with Zatanna."
"Once a year? and why the fuck didn't he throw that piece of tin into the sea when he took off the helmet for the first time." If I were Giovanni I would have done exactly that.
"He agreed to a magical contract with Nabu and if he breaks it, it won't be good for him." Nimue shrugged. "Besides, Giovanni has always been the kind of man who sacrifices himself for others. Even for those he doesn't know, he thinks it's best for the world to have the Doctor Fate instead of him. Which isn't entirely unwise with Klarion running around."
If this happened two years ago it must have been when the earth split into two dimensions. The Justice League had confirmed that this was Klarion's actions, that day thousands of young children had died around the world because they no had no one to care for them.
"I get it....must be fucking shitty for Zatanna."
I could imagine, how I would react to having a loved one in that situation and it wasn't pretty.
"It is." Nimue nodded. "I try to be there for her as much as I can, but I know she misses her father."
Hearing this whole story, I couldn't help but think that I had made the right decision not to go to that tin-head for help. I also couldn't help but wonder why the league wasn't doing anything to remedy the situation. Weren't they supposed to be heroes? I knew things weren't supposed to be that easy, but it seemed as if they hadn't even tried.
July 11, 2013.
The time passed, the whole plane thing was still not forgotten since the city already knew about my existence and many were still wondering on the internet, who the hell was I? Because of that, I decided to keep a low profile and concentrate almost exclusively on my magical studies.
A couple of important things had happened this week. Three days ago Cleo finally found an apartment, that was the only time I took a break of more than an hour in my studies and I left Nimue's house to visit her. Cleo's apartment wasn't bad and it wasn't far from Nimue's house... but well it's not like distance matters too much when you can fly.
In the last few days, Cleo had started coming to Nimue's house quite often. Ratgirl was getting some advice from Nimue to improve her bond with Sebastian. To make things a little easier for her and with my teacher's consent I had made sure to lend her the book on magical familiars from Nimue's library.
To my pleasant surprise, despite how lazy Cleo could be, she was reading the book and had made some minor, but promising advances in the mastery of this type of magic. Cleo had also begun to learn some Latin. However, she still had a lot more to learn.
As for my own magical studies, well after a lot of little trial and error experiments. And a lot of analysis and research to find the right Latin words and the right state of mind. I had finally succeeded in my task of creating a new spell. Curiously enough, it used a transfiguration spell to create doves as a base, which in a way I found hilarious.
"Are you sure about this, you told me you can explode if you do it wrong?" Cleo asked me, she was standing not far from me and looking at me with her arms folded across
over her chest.
I had long ago told Cleo the same things Nimue knew about my species so she was aware of my goal to create my old human body.
"Relax, Ratgirl, the probability of one of my limbs exploding off is quite low." Maybe I shouldn't have told Cleo that could happen. She could be quite dramatic when she wanted to be.
It was already the middle of the afternoon and we were both in the living room on the second floor of Nimue's house. Sebastian was also here with us and at the moment he was on Cleo's shoulder, looking at me with his mousy little eyes without taking his eyes off me.
Today I would use my new spell and nothing was going to stop me. Not even Ratgirl's complaints.
"But there's still a chance, isn't there?" She asked doubtfully.
"The odds of me blowing myself up are equal to you getting a coconut dropped on your head and that'll kill you. .... At least I think so." I shrugged, I really had no idea of the exact numbers." and even if something goes wrong it won't kill me..... though I don't know if it won't hurt. "
Cleo gave me an skeptical look, I shrugged again.
Magic that altered and changed a mage's physical state was a very dangerous kind of magic. Many things could go wrong in the process and usually when it did, you could easily end up losing an arm or an eye. It was dangerous, but given my body composition, I was much less worried about it.
"Stop complaining, Ratgirl and remember if something goes wrong go find Nimue."
"Okay, but I'll still backpedal a bit." Cleo took a couple of steps back to stay two meters away from me. "I don't want to get splashed."
"You're not going to get splashed with anything... I don't even have blood on me." I said irritatedly to the insolent Ratgirl.
After saying that, I closed my eyes and concentrated. Visualization was very important for this spell, more important than for any other spell I had used before. I imagined the human body and not only on a physical level, but I also tried to imagine what my aura would look like in that state. When I was ready I opened my eyes.
"Mens et corpus simul, Quod quod olim iterum."
My body glowed and a warm feeling came over me. When the light dimmed I saw cleo looking at me surprised.
"Now you look more human..... but you are still blue."
I raised my hand to take a look, my skin no longer glowed and now appeared to be flesh, but was still blue. I touched my head I had hair, normal hair I could feel it through my fingers.
"What the fuck?" I asked in confusion.
I couldn't figure out why this had happened. I assumed that if I failed I would achieve nothing or .... would explode, something like this never crossed my mind. I walked to the the front of a mirror in the living room and looked at myself for several seconds. I no longer had an oval face with no defining features, but now my features bore a strong resemblance to my old body, but my skin was blue, my hair was platinum white and my eyes looked like a pair of sapphires.
"How are you feeling?" Cleo asked approaching me.
I didn't respond and continued to check myself. I patted my chest and noticed something important and lifted up my shirt to take a better look, immediately I saw that I had no nipples. Having a feeling I then checked my crotch and lifted up my pants a little.
"Fuck it's still the same." I hadn't recovered my girl parts, everything there was still smooth like a barbi doll. I noticed Cleo peeking out of my pants to take a look. "Hey pervert!"
"I just wanted to see what was so important." Cleo said with a blush.
"The important thing is that my special parts are gone, Ratgirl." I replied a little frustrated.
"And other than that?"
"I don't know." I looked in the mirror and concentrated a little to channel my mana through my body, instantly my hair and eyes began to glow. "Things feel different from my energy body.... but it doesn't feel like my old human body either."
"Well.....at least this was progress. No?"
I didn't know how to respond to that.
A.N: If there is any mistake I apologize English is not my first language.
See Lazuli
New York, NY.
July 11, 2013.
Erika POV.
"And since then, she has been pouting." Cleo explained. "I've told her that the fact that she didn't explode and now has some real skin is a progress, but she won't listen to me."
"I see." Nimue said stoically.
About ten minutes ago my teacher had closed her store and gone up to the second floor of the building only to find Cleo and me sitting on the living room couch. Then
while I continued checking the notes in my little grimoire, Ratgirl told her what had happened to me.
"I'm not pouting!" I complained glaring at Cleo, I wasn't sulking or pouting just frustrated. I had undone the spell and tried it 3 other times, but each time I got the same result. "Something is going wrong with the Visualization or with the Focus, I just have to figure out what it is."
At this point I found myself in my new body which I took to calling "Semi-Anodite". I was planning to try it a fifth time, but I hadn't come up with anything that I could add to the spell. However, if things kept failing, I might have to devise a new spell from scratch using a different spell as a base. I could think of other things that maybe ...
"Erika." Nimue approached me and took the grimoire from my hands.
"Hey!" Confused I groaned again.
"You need to take a break." She pointed her index finger at me. "You're obsessing with this and the obsession won't get you to any good place."
"It's not an obsession, I just want my fucking Human body." I replied irritated.
This was supposed to be a Anodite skill, it bothered me that I couldn't master it quickly.
"Erika, you are very good at magic. Actually, I think you're brilliant and I don't think it's just because of your species, true this makes a lot of things easier for you, but it still takes talent to have advanced as much as you have in a couple of week. I know sooner or later you'll find a solution." Nimue's tone became harsher as she continued speaking. "But, I've seen the terrible things that can happen when wizards become obsessed with something, no matter how mundane it may seem. So, take a break, stop the spell studies for a couple of days."
[Fuck, and now how can I say no to her after she told me that?] I thought angrily and after a second, I sighed tiredly and said.
"Okay, I'll take a break." I agreed.
"Fine." Nimue gave me my grimoire again, but I didn't open it, I just left it on my lap.
"But what do you want me to do now?" I grumbled. "I can't think of anything. Other than study spells."
"This city is pretty big, I'm sure you'll think of something." She replied. "I'll go make dinner, Cleo will you stay for dinner?"
"Oh ....ah..... yes." Cleo said, surprised to be mentioned. "If it's not too much trouble."
"No, it is." With that said Nimue walked to the kitchen.
I felt like a five-year-old kid who had been scolded. However, Nimue wasn't wrong, taking a break wasn't such a bad idea. But I wasn't lying, I had no idea what to do with so much free time. So far, I had been concentrating too much on my purpose that I spent most of the day immersed in my studies.
I noticed that Sebastian who had been hanging around the building came back at that moment and climbed up on the couch and lay down between Cleo and me.
"So, if you can't think of anything. Why don't you come with me to a place tomorrow." Cleo said.
"What place?" I asked with a frown.
"Remember you told me you needed documents?"
"Yes." I nodded, I hadn't forgotten that, it was just in the back of my mind.
"Well, there's a place we can go to find out more about it, as I understand it, there you can get information."
"What place is that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
July 12, 2013.
"Party, Party, Party." I said while Cleo and I finished walking the last block that separated us from our destination.
"I still don't know if it was a good idea to leave him alone." Cleo muttered under her breath for the third time since we got out of the taxi.
"He's a damn rat, not a baby! You left him with food, water and he's inside your apartment and even if this were not the case, I'm sure he'd manage. Right now, he should be sleeping and he doesn't even remember you." I replied irritated when I heard her.
Cleo was in a bad mood, because I had forced her to leave Sebastian in her apartment, but it wasn't as if we had much choice, with the dresses we were wearing it was a bit difficult to hide a rat a foot long and I doubted Sebastian wouldn't complain if we put him in our clutch bags.
Cleo kept grumbling in a low voice, I rolled my eyes. I looked at her and wondered how the hell she was planning to go unnoticed walking around with a rat on her shoulder and beside not for the first time that day, I noticed that she looked pretty good, Cleo was quite attractive and when she wasn't just wearing hoodies and worn out jeans she was even more.
"He was excited to go to the Club." Cleo murmured.
However, no matter how she looked, she was still Ratgirl.
"No, he wasn't excited about anything, that's just your imagination." I rolled my eyes again.
We rounded the corner and just across the street we saw our target, which had a huge sign in neon letters on the front.
"El Dorado."
El Dorado was a very popular nightclub in this area, it was frequented by all kinds of people, among them ,according to Cleo, some members of the underworld and this was a place where you could get a lot of information about different kinds of services if you knew where to ask. That was why we were here this night, but I saw a problem immediately.
"Fuck, there's a line to get in."
Proof of how popular the Club was, was the considerable line outside its doors that I could see in that moment.
"Let's go straight to the entrance, I know what to do to get in." Cleo said, starting to walk across the street.
Without hesitating for much longer, I followed Cleo, as we walked I saw that her reach into her purse and pull out a 100 dollar bill that she hid in the palm of her hand, in that brief moment that she opened her purse, I also could see that inside was one of her rat transmitters. Although I was sure that no one else would suspect what that thing could do even if someone saw it.
That wasn't the only transmitter Cleo carried with her, a couple of days before we stole the penguin, I had suggested that she make her transmitters more portable and easy to carry, I thought that was the reason the Firefly men had cornered her. So in response to my suggestion, Cleo had created a pair of transmitters that could be camouflaged as a watch and now she wore one of them on her left wrist.
At the entrance of the Club there were a couple of burly bouncers, when they saw us approaching the door one of them held out his hand to stop us, but quickly Cleo extended her hand (the one with the bill in her palm) and shook it.
"Miguel is waiting for us inside." Cleo said to the doorman.
The man discreetly saw the one hundred bill, now in his hand, and nodded, turning away from us and motioning to his companion to unbuckle the chain-link fence at the entrance.
"Of course. Enjoy your night." He said to us.
We walked past him and shortly after we walked through the doors of the club, I asked Cleo.
"Who the fuck is Miguel?" I was confused Cleo hadn't mentioned knowing anyone inside the club.
"I don't know. The club has a Spanish name." She shrugged. "I just assumed there was a Miguel somewhere."
"Somehow, I think that was pretty racist, Ratgirl." I scolded her.
Cleo rolled her eyes, in a couple of seconds we reached the main room of the club, thanks to the fact that the entrance of the place was a little elevated with respect to the rest of this floor, I could see that this area was divided into two sections, the lower section contained a dance floor that overlooked a bar and some tables at the bottom and the upper section was exclusively composed of balconies from which you could see some people looking towards where people were dancing.
The music was loud and there was a large crowd inside.
"Oh, it was definitely a good idea to come." I said to Cleo. "Now I can check if I can get drunk in this body."
Right now underneath my body illusion I was wearing, I was in my semi-anodite form, yesterday and this morning I had done some small experiments to see how much difference there was between this form and a human body. There were still noticeable differences, the food still didn't taste the same, but for some reason, I noticed that the drinks didn't suffer this kind of impediment and I could enjoy them normally. However, I still didn't know if I could actually get drunk. Nimue didn't have alcoholic beverages in her building, because of this I can't do some more "experiments."
"We came to look for information." Cleo said to me.
"That's what you came for Ratgirl, I came to check if I could get drunk." I corrected her.
"So that's why you forgot about the spells." She sighed wearily. "What we're looking for is supposed to be for you."
"Stop whining and go to work Ratgirl." I said ignoring everything she said a moment ago. "Let me know when you get something, I'll be on the bar."
"Bottoms up!" Declared those around me.
We were around a table in the back of the lower part of the club. It had been almost two hours since I parted from Cleo, shortly after that I had met a group of guys and girls from NYU, it was depressing to drink alone, so I invited them to drink with me, but since it would be boring just to do that, I also challenged them to a little game. If one of them could drink at the same pace as me I would give him or her all the money for the drinks that he or she consumed that night in cash.
Having never met college guys who refused free drinks before, of course they accepted, but unfortunately after the first hour half of them gave up and adopted a slower drinking pace.
"Damn." My last opponent a guy with the build of a football player almost collapsed on the table, after finishing his drink. "Alright you win, I give up."
"It seems there are no worthy opponents in this place." I snorted contemptuously.
I had proven that Alcohol affected me, but very little, I hadn't stopped drinking and was only slightly feeling its effects. I theorized that to get completely drunk, I would have to drink 10 times the amount I had consumed so far and that was a lot.
"Fuck, you must be some kind of monster." Said one guy.
"Either that or she get a liver transplant from Superman." Added a girl.
"Yeah, that's the first time I've seen Josh unable to drink more." Said another boy looking at his friend slumped over the table. "If it was December, I would say it's some kind of Christmas miracle."
While the guys continued joking, I noticed someone approaching to me, it was Cleo. I turned to her.
"What's up Ratgirl."
"I found out what we wanted." She informed me. "I think we can go now."
"It's still early." I complained.
"Erika." She complained in the same tone.
"Another hour, we haven't even danced yet." I said.
"Okay." She sighed.
"Stop grumbling, this was your idea." I put my arm over her shoulder and hugged her. "Come on, let's dance." I looked at the college guys. "I'll be back in a little while guys."
I dragged Cleo to the dance floor, but halfway there I stopped when I felt something in the back of my head.
"Erika, what's wrong?" Cleo asked when she saw me freeze.
I wanted to answer her, but I was also focused on what I could feel, I looked around as the feeling continued to grow in my head. In a few seconds the sensation took hold and I felt something connect to my mind, instinctively as if I was flexing a mental muscle, I concentrated on that connection and I could feel something opening on the other side.
[She looks the same... ] For a second I could see a mental image of my face, the voice in my head interrupted and added in surprise. [Wait...she can hear me? how is that.....]
I realized immediately what was happening, someone was reading my thoughts, but somehow, I had managed to connect with her head. I quickly remembered what Nimue had told me about how to deal with telepaths and I immersed myself in my mental state of Visualization leaving my mind blank or almost blank, I still concentrated on the connection between me and the telepath.
I looked around seeking for the person responsible of this, I knew it was a woman. The person inside my head tried to move away from my thoughts, but I somehow held her in place, by doing this I could no longer read her mind, but I could still know she was there somewhere. Doing this also allowed me to know her location, I turned around and walked quickly to where she was.
"Erika." Cleo called my name and followed me as I made my way through the people.
It took me a couple of seconds to get to where the person responsible for snooping through my thoughts was. She was a red-haired girl with green eyes that looked like she was barely out of her teens, she was leaning against the wall at the back of the club, when she saw me she smiled nervously.
"Hi..."
I didn't let her finish speaking, I moved and forcefully held her head under my armpit immobilizing her.
"Who the fuck are you? Why are you looking for me?" I asked tightening my grip on her. "Answer me, Tomato Head!"
I still didn't know how the fuck I was doing this connection thing, but I wouldn't complain it seemed to be pretty useful.
"No need to use violence." Replied the redhead.
"I'll decide that." I shook her. I was angry, I didn't like someone getting into my head without my permission.
"What's going on?" Cleo asked confused.
"She's a telepath. I felt her in my head, but not only that somehow she knows me and was looking for me."
It was confusing, but I was sure this girl knew that I would be in this place tonight. I didn't know how it was possible for someone to know me in this way.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to make you mad." Apologized the redhead, through the mental link I could see that she was being sincere in saying that. "I don't want to fight. Can we talk about it?"
"Sure we'll talk, but try something with your shitty telepathy and I'll snap your neck like a bitch. Tomato head."
Still holding the Redhead, I made my way to the bathroom, Cleo followed me close behind. Some people gave us weird looks, but no one stopped us and soon we entered the bathroom, there were some people who also seemed confused to see us, but I paid no attention to them and still holding the head of the redhead, I went to the last cubicles.
It was a bit of a tight squeeze, but the three of us were able to get into the bathroom cubicle. After we did, I pushed the redhead over the toilet and confronted her.
"Who the fuck are you Tomato Head? and you better tell me the truth. Or I'll tell Ratgirl to shove a rat up your ass." I threatened. "She may look a little stupid....."
"Hey." Cleo complained.
"But she's dangerous and I'm even more."
The redhead smiled and looked at both of us before saying.
"My name is Lilith and I had to meet you today."
New York, NY.
July 12, 2013.
Erika POV.
[Lilith, Lilith, who the fuck is Lilith?]
I seemed to be reliving a situation like what happened with Sexy Gothic, but only this time I had caught the person responsible and at least, I knew her name. I searched in my memories for that name, but there was very little there related to someone named Lilith in DC. I could only vaguely recall a demon related to Lucifer. However, I doubted that this girl was a demon, I needed to know more about her before coming to a conclusion.
"Did you have to meet her today?" Cleo asked.
"Why the hell were you looking for me? How did you know I was here?" I added.
"Sometimes, I have premonitory dreams." Lilith shrugged. "I've had them since I was 12. I see things that are going to happen..... no that's wrong, I see things that could happen. Sometimes my actions determine whether those events come true or not. Although even if I don't intervene, the probability of those events still happening is quite high.....is something hard to explain."
I could still feel Lilith's mind on the edge of my thoughts, far enough away that we couldn't see into each other's heads, but still close enough for me to know that she was telling the truth. It was a very strange feeling, but still much more pleasant than having someone completely inside my head.
"So, did you have a dream about me? "I asked.
"Yes, I did a week ago. I saw your face, the date of this day and your name. Half of the time, I don't know what my visions mean, but I can tell the significance of them instinctively, plus this dream was pretty detailed. It was definitely important for me to meet you today." Lilith explained.
I had little doubt that she was being sincere, apparently it was true that she possessed some sort of precognition. Still, I didn't really like the whole thing, visions of the future usually just caused headaches for everyone involved.
"And if one of those visions told you to jump off the roof of a building, would you do it?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, I wanted to know to what extent she was willing to go along with what she was dreaming.
Lilith smiled at me.
"If I know it's important and I won't end up a paraplegic." Still smiling at me, she shrugged once more. "Who knows."
"What a load of crap." I snorted dismissively.
"Erika, I don't always have dreams, but the only time that I didn't pay attention to a dream that I knew was important..." She hesitated for a second and then said quietly. "My parents died."
I exchanged a brief glance with Cleo, I think we were both thinking the same thing.
[Fuck, okay that's a great reason to listen to them.]
"But, wait, how did you know Erika was going to be here? I know you saw her face, her name and today's date, but how did you know she was going to be here?" Asked Cleo.
That was a good question, Cleo could be quite perceptive when she wasn't thinking about her Rat or sleeping.
"Yeah, how did you know that?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
"It's not the first time, I've come to this Club. I've actually been here many times, I recognized the place in my sleep without much trouble. I met Cleo about 15 minutes ago and in her mind, I saw your face, after that, I just followed her until she took me to where you were." Lilith replied
"Stop doing that shit." I said angrily. "It's totally invasive for you to see other people's thoughts without their consent."
Telepathy had always been one of the shittiest powers in the comics, it was downright awful to have someone else get inside your head and be able to see what you were thinking. A person's thoughts were supposed to be their most private place, I could understand that there were times when it was necessary to use something like that, but I didn't like that someone else was going through my friend's head, or mine for that matter, without our permission.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Besides, it's not like I do this all the time, I know it's wrong to see other people's thoughts, without their consent, and frankly more people than you think have horrible thoughts that I don't want to see. But, it's just that Cleo caught my attention and that led me to you. Anyway, I'm not doing it now.... I don't know what you did, but I seem to be somehow stuck near your head."
"Fuck." Irritated, I reached out my hand and gave her a flip on her forehead.
In this body, I still possessed a certain degree of super strength even without strengthening it with mana, so as a result the force employed behind my blow caused Lilith's head to stagger backwards.
"Auchhhh." Lilith rubbed her forehead where I hit her and glared at me. "Why did you do that?"
"Because it's fucking annoying to know you're being honest with me, this bond is bullshit!" Frustrated, I clenched my fists. "I can't beat you up without feeling bad."
I was discovering a new side about myself, apparently I didn't like telepaths.
"Uhhh... thanks." She sighed.
"Silence, Tomato head!"
"I don't want to hurt you or Cleo."
She was being sincere, that irritated me. Why couldn't I find people who were evil and not just morally questionable? It made it so much harder to hit someone without remorse, what an injustice. I looked at Lilith and concentrated on her aura, although it was a bit denser than average, it wasn't strong enough to indicate that she had true magical potential, even Cleo's aura was denser.
"What are your powers? Since you're here, you'd better tell me that. Other than telepathy and visions. What else can you do?"
Maybe that would help me remember something about her, I was pretty sure Lilith wasn't some random person with powers, that red hair and her powers, didn't just bring Jean Grey to my mind. She reminded me of someone, but not only that, she was also attractive enough to be a character from this universe. Yeah, I know, it was a little silly to base that assumption on that alone, but, well, this was a fucking comic book world, common sense wasn't always in sight.
"Ehh, uh he, well. I have my telekinesis." Lilith raised her right hand and with a move of her index finger, she made float the toilet paper to her hand. "And that's it, I'm not that wonderful."
All her powers seemed to be based on some mental component. I looked her in the eyes and at that moment I remembered something, a couple of years ago, I had read about a DC character, called Omen, she was a red-haired girl who belonged to the Titans and could see the future. I didn't remember the girl's first name, but I remembered her last name.
"What's your last name?" I asked.
"Clay." Lilith put the toilet paper back in its place.
[Fuck, yeah that's her.]
I relaxed a little, if a version of her had belonged to the Titans, that meant she wasn't so bad. But I was still on guard, other than her last name and powers, I remembered almost nothing about that character.
"You have no idea why you had to meet me?"
"No." I glared at her, she raised her hands and in an angry voice said. "These things don't come with a manual! I have to improvise when I see the visions. And it's not like these come very often either, before I had a vision about you, I had gone almost 3 months without seeing anything."
"But how useful you are." I snorted angrily.
"Calm down, Erika." Cleo nudged me, I rolled my eyes and sighed. "And what's this about a bond you mentioned?"
"When I felt her inside my head, I somehow got part of her mind stuck in my mind. We can't read our thoughts, but it's enough to know some things," I explained.
"What things?"
"Like she's not lying." I grudgingly admitted.
"See, that's another reason to calm down." She said.
"Ratgirl, I have no reason to calm down, is it that you haven't seen movies? Never get involved with people who say they can see the future, they only bring trouble. This Tomato Head, is bullshit, she will only cause us headaches." I replied.
"You're such a sweetie, I'm still here you know." Lilith interjected sounding irritated. "Look, we got off on the wrong foot, but I assure you, once again, I dont want to harm you. Now you can release me from the bond."
[Fucking, fucking bond.]
"Not yet." I looked at Lilith and in a serious tone I said, "Promise you won't get into our heads, without our consent. Not even in Cleo's, there might just be questionable thoughts about rats in there.... "
"Hey." Cleo complained.
"But they are her thoughts, don't barge into my friend's thoughts without permission." I added in a threatening tone. "Unless you want to have a problem with me."
"That's the first time I've heard you admit we're friends." Cleo said in a strange tone.
"Focus, Ratgirl. And just because, I won't admit something in front of you doesn't mean it's not true."
"Ahhhh." Said Cleo took a step towards trying to hug me, I pushed her away in a bad way.
"Don't get on top of me and concentrate, Ratgirl!" I scolded her.
"You two, you sure are quite..... peculiar." Lilith said.
"Look who's talking, Tomato head." I retorted. "Now say it, or believe me, I won't let you anywhere near me. And if you break your word, I'll have the perfect excuse to snap your neck, like a bitch."
I didn't know why Lilith should know me, but I wouldn't tolerate a telepath being near me, and even though I could detect her when she tried to read my thoughts, I wasn't going to accept her being in my presence any longer, without being sure she wouldn't mess with the heads of those I cared about, like Ratgirl.
"I promise, I won't read your thoughts, without your consent, and before I mess with your heads, I will warn you." She sighed and looked at me. "Happy."
"Not so much. Tonight, I was supposed to get drunk in peace, and Ratgirl was supposed to look for a person of questionable legality to help me with a problem...."
"So, from the beginning, you planned for me to do all the work." Cleo complained.
"Not that I'd have to deal with you." I Continued ignoring Cleo.
"I think, I'm sounding like a parrot, but I'm sorry. Now please release me, this bond is uncomfortable."
It was uncomfortable for me too, it was a kind of strange pressure in my head, not very pleasant.
"In a moment, I still have to ask you a couple of questions..."
I stopped talking when I heard a couple of shouts and some nervous voices that seemed to be panicking inside the bathroom. I exchanged glances with Cleo and Lilith and a second later, together, we left the cubicle. Outside, there were three very nervous girls, one of them was even crying.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"A lunatic came out of nowhere and started burning down the Club." Replied one of them, the one who seemed the calmest.
"Lunatic?" Cleo said.
"Yeah, a guy dressed in red and white."
I frowned and quickly headed for the bathroom door, Cleo and Lilith following close behind. When I got to the door, I peeked outside and could see that the club's dance floor had turned into pandemonium. There were many people running towards the exits of the building, several tables on fire and the active fire sprinklers spraying water everywhere. In the middle of all that chaos, there was a man with long white hair and a red and white suit, which exposed his arms and was spitting blue flames from the palms of his hands.
It didn't take me long to realize who this guy was.
"Snowflame." I muttered.
I should have been surprised, but I wasn't really. When I started living in this city, I researched all the villains that lived here and I knew that this guy was one of them, more than a couple of times he had fought against Wonder Woman.
"Why do I always have to cross paths with Crazy Pyromaniacs. And this one by the way is a cokehead." I grumbled and looked at Lilith, who along with Cleo, had also peeked in to see what was happening. "Does that asshole have anything to do with your vision?"
"No...." Lilith hesitated. "Well, I don't know. If so, I didn't see anything about him."
"Then what the fuck is he doing here?"
"I heard his gang had some problems with the "Amigos de lo Nuestro"." replied Lilith.
I frowned in confusion.
"Who the fuck is that?"
"It's the gang that runs this part of town." Cleo explained. "I think the owner of this club, has some connections with them."
"More than connections, he's the leader of the gang." Lilith added.
Surely she had read someone's thoughts to know that.
[So, this is some kind of turf fight?]
I looked at Snowflame again, I didn't know much about him, other than the fact that he snorted cocaine to get his powers and that in my old world there were a lot of internet memes about him. It didn't matter anyway, I was pissed and that idiot was giving me the perfect excuse to hit him, beside even though he didn't seem to be aiming his flames directly at the people inside the club the panic he was causing was dangerous and it was pretty obvious he was instigating everything.
"I'm going to go hit that idiot and get him out of here." I handed my clutch bag to a surprised Cleo.
I looked around the three girls from before weren't around, so they wouldn't see anything.
"You're going to do what?" Cleo said taking my bag.
"I'm going to get him out of here." I concentrated for a second and cast my most new spell that served to release my Anodite form. "Sit verum essentia reversus."
A flash of light was shot through my chest and my body returned to pure energy, undoing even the illusion I held over it.
"Unravel et custodire." I added in a whisper, which caused my dress and heels to disappear.
"Do you want me to help you? " Cleo asked.
"He's just a cokehead." I snorted sarcastically. "Besides, rats and fire don't mix very well, get the three girls that still in the bathroom and get out of here. Don't lose my purse." I looked at Lilith, who looked a little surprised, but not as surprised as I thought a person should be when seeing a magical being made of pure energy. "And you dont get lost, Tomato head."
I released the bond I had with Lilith and flew over to where Snowflame was and floated over to him.
"Hey you fucking idiot." Snowflame blinked in surprise to see me, an appropriate reaction unlike Lilith.
"Who are you? This is the first time I've seen someone like you around here."
"My name is Lazuli. Although you ruined, or rather you ended up ruining my night. Let it not be said, that I only resort to violence, I'll give you a chance, stop burning things and get the hell out of here."
"I'm sorry, but I have a message to deliver and this place being burned and a bit destroyed has a greater effect." Snowflame shrugged.
Now that I was closer to him, I realized something, Snowflame had peculiar smell. It was similar to what I had smelled on Diana and Troia, but not quite the same. If they smelled like Vanilla, Snowflmee smelled like scorched cinnamon. I concentrated and looked at him, noticing immediately that similar to the Amazons, his aura was very different from that of a normal human being.
[What the fuck?]
While I was distracted, Snowflame, reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a small plastic package filled with white powder, you didn't have to be a genius to see what it was, he stuck his nose inside and sniffed it all up quickly. When he did this, the aura around him became brighter for a moment.
[What the fuck?]
I was very confused, but I figured it was a bad idea to give the villain more time to prepare, so I concentrated my energy and fired a mana bolt at his chest. The impact of my attack caused Snowflame to be pushed backwards and hit the floor, but a second after he stood up, as if nothing had happened.
"Right, I almost forgot, super durability." I muttered, aside from those flames, Snowflame, also super was more strong, durable and agile.
That just meant I shouldn't hold back, what would hurt a normal human wouldn't hurt this guy. However, my priority was still to get him out of the Club, so that the people inside could evacuate. I flew towards him, trying to grab him in a grip, but the villain dodged my trajectory, he was very fast and in an instant he threw a punch, wrapped in fire, straight to my face.
"Cocaine punch!"
It didn't hurt, but it felt weird, like really weird and unpleasant and it made me lose my concentration. He didn't stop there and kept hitting me with many more blows.
"Coke punch! ....Coke punch! ...Coke punch! ...."
Every hit Snowfalme gave me made me feel even worse and caused me to barely be able to react to his attacks, those flames were not normal and both them and his fists, gave off the same energy as his aura every time he hit me.
I flew away from him. It was a bad idea to face him in melee, not only because of the strange effect of his attacks, but also because my biggest advantage was that unlike him, I could fly so I had to take advantage of it.
From above I fired more mana bolts at him, this time concentrating much more energy in them, once again, Snowflame moved very fast, it wasn't super speed, more a derivative of his super strength, but anyway, he quickly dodged several of my attacks that ended up destroying the floor around him, although a couple of them hit him and caused him to stagger.
In the momentary pause that my mana bolts caused in his movements, I shortened the distance between us, embraced him, immobilizing his arms with mine, flew to the roof and using his head as a battering ram, I went through the roof and two more floors, until soon we were a dozen meters above the roof of the club. At which point I broke away from him and pushed him away from me.
As I watched Snowflame fall into the void, I enclosed him in a mana dome, which I tightened to make sure he couldn't throw a punch and break it.
"Ha, suck it, cokehead." I taunted him.
Snowflame shook his head, I bet it must have hurt he had gone through solid concrete with it.
"You know, I just wanted a fun night out and you and tomato head had to show up."
Snowflame put his hands against my mana dome and began to emit a lot of flames against it, I also saw that the flames came out of the soles of his feet. I frowned, the aura of the cocaine addicted villain was increased in size and power, a few moments ago, when our fight started it was just a little bigger than Troia's, but now it had increased fivefold.
"What the fuck!..."
An explosion of blue flames, blew up my mana dome and Snowflame using his flames, boosting like a rocket, flew towards me.
"Cocaine Tackle!"
Snowflame crashed into me, engulfing us both with fire, the contact with his flames was equally unpleasant, together we fell towards the ground, crashing in the middle of a road.
"Oh shit."
Now the one who shook her head, totally confused was me. I sat up, there was debris from the road everywhere, the impact against the ground had created a small crater and destroyed many things around us, I could hear the alarm of a nearby car.
Snowflame who was not far away, stood behind me and grabbing me under my armpits and said.
"Cocaine Suplex."
With that said Snowflame lifted me into the air and sent my head to the ground, increasing the size of the cracker around us.
It was extremely embarrassing, but maybe, just maybe, I had to admit that I had underestimated this cokehead. It took me a couple of seconds to pull my head out of the hole where it was stuck, but when I did, I looked around for Snowflame and could see that he was standing at the edge of the crater, gave me his back.
I flew towards him and using my shoulder, I tackled him from behind, we both rolled down the road, I tried to hold on to him using his clothes, but I only heard a tearing sound and when we stopped rolling on the ground and I stood up, I noticed that I had a piece of red cloth in my hand.
Snowflame stood in front of me, I was only a meter away, and he frowned, moving his hand to his butt.
"I feel a slight air." He said to me . "I have to admit, meeting you in "El Dorado" was not part of my plans, you are proving to be quite an inconvenience and although my goddess is blessing me at the moment, this is unpleasant."
I throw the red cloth, on my hand, to the floor
"Your goddess?"
"Yes, my goddess, The Cocaine." He said as if it were obvious, then pulled out another packet of cocaine and rubbed it up his nose. "I'll have to be a little harder on you. "
"Same here, cokehead."
"Coke kick!"
He threw a high kick at me, which I ducked and dodged.
"Just so you know, I have special moves too!" Getting mana in my fists, I unloaded a barrage of punches against his face as I said. "ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA....!"
My punches had an effect, I broke his lip and twisted his nose, but little more than that, he seemed to be immune to the pain, because he didn't even blink and grabbed me by both arms, immobilizing me.
"Cocaine head!"
Snowflame's blows still didn't hurt, but the strange effect they had on me was sickening, I kicked him in the chest away from me and flew into the sky. It was definitely a bad idea to be too close to him for too long. Even if we didn't take into account the strange effect of his blows, Snowflame was more skilled than me in close combat.
As I was in the air, taking a few seconds to clear my head, something engulfed in blue fire hit me and sent my back into the wall of a building. I looked down and noticed that what Snowflame had thrown at me was a motorcycle, there were half a dozen of them parked outside a bar and he was setting fire to another one getting ready to throw it at me.
"Damn it."
Cleo POV.
The police and firefighters had arrived at El Dorado a few minutes after Erika went somewhere with Snowflame. From what they were saying, the people around Cleo, they were apparently fighting a couple of blocks away. At that moment, on the street outside the Club, although she knew that Erika was quite strong, Cleo, couldn't help but be a little worried about her friend.
"Cleo, I have to go." Lilith said.
"What? You can't leave. Erika hasn't talked to you yet." Cleo told her.
"She seems irritated, even angry with me, so I don't think it's a good idea for us to talk now." She sighed. "We'll see each other later and Cleo don't worry, Erika will be fine. I don't think Snowflame could kill her and even if he could, he rarely kills others."
"How do you know that, you're reading my ...."
"No, I'm not reading your thoughts." Lilith smiled, in a way that let Cleo know she wasn't lying. "I'm just good at discerning moods, trust me, I'm not reading your thoughts. I'm leaving now, I know I'll see you soon."
Cleo hesitated, she didn't know what to do, but she doubted she could keep Lilith in that place, there were a lot of people around, mostly cops, who would notice a lot of rats, so she had no choice but to nod and watch Lilith turn around and walk away from the place.
Erika POV.
The impact of my body and Snowflame's against the bus, caused it to go sideways and overturn, inside the vehicle, I could hear the screams of some of its passengers. Our fight had continued and we had moved a couple of streets more, during all that time Snowflame's aura continued to increase, making the strength behind his body and the intensity of his flames increase.
I stood on top of bus' side while Snowflame did the same.
"I think this fight, it's gone on too long." He looked around, I also did it too and saw the wreckage. "May I ask why you decided to get in my way?"
"Well, when I see someone, burning innocent people, as a good Samaritan, I can't help but intervene." I replied.
"I was planning on setting the Club on fire, not the drunks." Snowflame said and shrugged. "It would have been very easy to kill everyone present, but I didn't, killing random people draws too much attention and is bad for business. No one wants to work for a madman."
That was true, Snowflame hadn't aimed his flames directly at anyone inside the club, he had merely burned the building itself.
"So let me propose something to you, although I'm never averse to a good fight, I think we should finish it here. Before people more unpleasant than you come to this place."
Surely he was referring to some member of the league.
"Do you want me to let you go?"
"Yes."
"And if I don't?"
"Well, then, I'll find it unnecessary to avoid collateral damage and do things like set fire to this bus with people in, to distract you, so I can escape." Unconcerned he shrugged again.
Through the windows of the bus I looked inside, there were half a dozen people there. I thought about it for a few moments, but in the end, I sighed and nodded.
"All right." I waved my hand, like someone would wave away a fly.
Surely they had already evacuated the club and if he wanted to burn it down, it was no longer my problem. And I didn't really care, this son of a bitch was stronger than I expected and although so far the collateral damage had been limited to material property, I couldn't be sure it would continue to be like that and I didn't want to be responsible for the death of innocent people in the street.
One more plus point was that although Snowflame, liked to set things on fire and was a cokehead, he wasn't a sadistic and ruthless killer like Firefly, which made me feel much more confident about letting him go.
"Good choice."
"But if you do anything weird, I'll come down on you again." I threatened.
"I won't. ..... at least not for today." Snowflame turned around letting me see his pale butt, he wasn't wearing any underwear under his costume. "Goodbye, Lazuli, it was quite interesting meeting you."
Snowflame gave a powerful jump that shook the bus and moved away, falling more than a dozen meters to give another and keep moving. Even as I watched his ass move off into the distance I frowned in disgust.
"Fuck, I hate this planet, fucking superpowerd pyromaniacs." I muttered.
After ripping the door off the bus so the people inside could get out more easily, I flew away from the place and using the glyphs that were painted inside my bag, I tracked Cleo. Lilith was not with her, which irritated me, but since there was nothing else to do. I accompanied Ratgirl to her apartment, where Sebastian was waiting for us, and then I went back to Nimue's house.
My teacher was awake so I told her what had happened.
"No wonder you noticed some similarities between Snowflame and the Amazons. After all, he is a divine champion." Said Nimue sitting close to me.
"He's a what?" Lying down on the living room couch, I raised my head, with confusion and stupefaction, and looked at Nimue.
"A divine champion. It is a person or being, empowered by a god. Snowflame is one of them." She explained.
"Are you kidding? Are you sure the cokehead is a God champion?
"Not the God you are weighing. And yes, I am sure, Snowflame is not a Meta-Human, I have knowledge of most of the beings of mystical origin in the city and he is one of them. I researched him some time ago, his powers come from two goddesses of Inca origin Pachamama and Mama Nina. Cocaine works as a mystical anchor to his powers every time he consumes it, it's not just an addiction." Nimue shrugged. "It's rare yes, but not even the rarest thing out there, in the past there was a certain champion of a god, bloodthirsty enough to bathe in cow brains to channel his powers."
I grimaced and nodded, that explained why his aura was the way it was.
"Every day you learn something new."
I still had to think about the whole matter of Lilith but, tonight had been shitty I wanted to forget about all of this.
A.N: Erika learns not to underestimate the power of cocaine.
Snowflame's powers are a bit like those of Lung of Worm, they grow exponentially, only the intensity of them is determined by the goddesses that empower him. At his lowest point Snowflame is barely stronger than the average Amazon, but at his highest point, he could match Superman.
He is dangerous, especially when his goddesses determine that it is worth giving him more power, although this does not always happen. Because of this, this version of Snowflame is much stronger than his comic book counterpart. I also decided to give a pausible explanation to his powers, I hope I was coherent and that you liked it.
The "divine" nature of his powers also makes him a complicated opponent for Erika, as it makes him resistant to mana.
If there is any mistake I apologize English is not my first language.