This choice: Lydia decides to assert her dominance over this world, & conquer it immediately. • Go Back...Chapter #4Lydia's Trip to the Little City by: MadJack   As fascinated as she may have been by her new surroundings, Lydia was more fascinated by her self; at least, her new self. She wanted to begin making use of her hellish powers immediately; she practically ached to do so. Besides, she told herself, there were plenty of other worlds she could explore covertly if she had the mind to do so.
She stepped out into the streets, immediately gaining attention because of her nudity and otherworldly appearance. A police officer happened to be walking by, and moved to approach her. He was somewhat cautious, assuming her to be either schizophrenic or perhaps on drugs, and potentially dangerous.
"Ma'am, do you think you could get some clothes on?" he asked. Lydia regarded him coldly. And then she struck.
In less than a second, she covered the distance from herself to the officer, and plunged her hand directly into his chest. As his expression turned to one of inhuman horror, she pulled her hand out, clutching his heart. The officer fell over, dead. The crowd around her began to flee in a panicked mob.
Casually taking a bite from her snack, Lydia looked around her, intrigued with the vast array of electronic devices on display. "Without magic, they seem to have found their own sources of power from the natural world," she mused. "Well. I can certainly put them to better use."
Tossing aside the uneaten portion of the officer's heart, she raised her hands into the air, willing the electricity flowing around her to enter her body, and add to her already-fearsome power. It willingly obeys, channeling into her as she begins to drain the city dry.
And there certainly was a lot to drain. Lydia moaned, almost sexually, as she felt her powers grow. As they did so, her body followed, expanding larger and larger and only inspiring the frightened citizenry to continue fleeing.
"Yes," she hissed. "More. Larger...I'll make an example of you ants. I'll grind your city under my heel..."
By now, she was over fifty feet tall, and showing no signs of stopping.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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