Have you ever wanted to be a superhero? Most people do. Comic books, television, and cinema fuel this inner desire to be powerful. To be super. What happens when you do get superpowers though? Do you just start fighting crime? Do you practice using your powers or hide them?
Nyx the Night Terror never bothered with any of that nonsense. She had one goal. Rule the world and everyone in it. Nyx had been the subject of hundreds of news stories. She was the most feared villain in the world for good reason. She stood six feet tall with long black hair and glowing purple eyes. The long cloak she wore did little to hide her large breasts. Those few brave enough to even mention her figure guessed a possible E-cup, but nobody was stupid enough to ask or even try to get a better look at them. Armor plates adorned her arms and shoulders, and black glove covered her hands. Black leather covered her torso along with a pair of black leather pants that framed her shapely ass quite nicely. Lastly were the thigh-high black leather boots she wore. She was as terrifying as she looked.
She stared down at Apollo labs from a nearby rooftop, waiting for her moment to strike. Apollo had recently developed a plasma generator the size of a person's fist, and Nyx was going to have it. The last delivery truck for the day finally departed, and The Night Terror made her move. She reached her hand out and launched a fireball at the side of the building. The wall of the lab exploded inward, and Nyx lifted off her feet and flew into the breach, an evil smile on her face. She grabbed hold of the nearest guard and broke his neck easily with her enhanced strength. She tossed him aside and summoned a pair of purple energy blades to her hands. It didn't take long for her to carve her way through the rest of the building until she came upon a large reinforced door. She plunged her blade into the door and began to carve through the thick steel.
"Soon it shall be mine. And with this device, I will finally crush anyone in my way and the world shall kneel before me!" She laughed maniacally in triumph.
A punch dented the door next to where her head had been moments before.
"Not this time, Nyx! I'm not letting you walk out of here with that device."
Nyx cursed and turned around, coming face to face with the last person on the planet she wanted to see.
"Valkyrie. You have meddled in my affairs for the last time! Now you shall die!"
Nyx withdrew her blade and swung at Valkyrie, intending to remove her head. Valkyrie met the blade with her own, pushing Nyx back. The two blades clashed again and again, neither fighter backing down. Valkyrie swung her blade at Nyx, who blocked and swept the blade aside. A kick to the gut caused the heroine to stumble backwards. Nyx smiled and pulled a small knife from her belt and threw it at her enemy, hoping to end the fight quickly. Valkyrie recovered and dodged to the side, wincing as the blade cut her arm. The young heroine set her feet and readied her defense. She waited for the villainous woman to attack her again, but Nyx just laughed and turned her attention to forcing open the door. Valkyrie hesitated for a moment, wondering what Nyx was up to. Her vision suddenly went dark and she collapsed in a heap.
She woke up with a splitting headache and a sick feeling in her stomach. She slowly opened her eyes and waited for them to adjust to the light. She looked around and saw equipment set up around the room. She quickly discovered she was strapped to the gurney she was on and she was naked. She struggled to free herself but to no avail. Further investigation revealed that Nyx was sitting in a chair behind her, almost out of sight.
"Release me this instant Nyx! I swear I will make sure you get buried in a hole forever when this is all done!"
