Not the One: Return to Earth 4 by Dru Charlie was shaking. Usually press breifings like these were noisy excited affairs, but today it was very subdued. No-one wanted to be up front. Instead, the sound engineers had plonked microphones all around the lectern and ran cables as long as they could. Today the first six rows of chairs were bare. His boss had begged him to take the job, and Charlie had secured a pay rise out of agreeing. Right now, as he sat waiting for the Unchosen to appear, he was cursing his stupidity. A fifty-buck a week raise was not really worth much if you were dead... Then she appeared he forgot what he had been so worried about. Floating down to touch her feet gently before the lectern, the Unchosen was so perfectly beautiful his heart skipped a bit and sped up as his whole body became alive, her presence igniting his entire being with lust. "Thank you for coming." That voice of hers was just like expensive cognac. It soothed his mind but made the burning within him far more intense. He felt her words much more than heard them. They all did. "There seems to be some confusion in reports I'm seeing," Susan told the hypnotised gathering. "So I have summoned you all so I can set the record straight. It seems that you believe that I am behind the war taking place in North Korea, and that I have empowered those women so that I can make the world a better place. You seem to believe that I am helping you all get rid of a dangerous enemy. You are right about one thing. I am the one who made those women invincible. And yea...they are totally invicible in every sense of the word. I assure you any one of them on their own could accomplish the task. But I am not doing this for you. Remember what I said at the UN. This is my demonstration of what is coming to all who will not recognise me as their Empress. Those women have only a fraction of the power I possess, but you will see that for yourselves before long. I want you all to watch and learn, is that understood? I am not here to save anyone. I am not here to help. Frankly I never understood people who run around helping others, spouting shit like "I'm only here to help others!". What a load of rubbish! I mean, if I was only here to help others, then what the fuck are you all here for? I'm doing this for me. Understood? Questions?" No-one spoke for a moment, but eventually a nervous woman from CBS stood and cleared her throat. "Um...did you really make those women invincible?" Susan smiled at the mousy reporter. A quick incursion into her mind saw that the woman was here because she was an intern, and nobody else wanted to come. Susan also saw the real reason for the question. "I have enough power at my disposal to make every living person on Earth a billion times stronger than those women are. I assure you it requires no effort. Would you like a demonstration?" Charlie was sitting right next to the girl from CBS, and had been resisting the urge to slide a few seats over from the moment she had stood up. He regretted not doing so when the Unchosen raised her left hand and shot a bolt of light at the impish reporter. There was a muffle whomp anbd Charlie found himself thrown into the wall along with another two of his colleagues. Everyone got back to their feet and beheld the CBS girl with wide eyes. "Oh my god," breathed Charlie, pressing back against the wall with his attention darting between the incredible beauty of the Unchosen and the intimidating amazon warrior the CBS girl had become. She was easily a foot taller than anyone in the room now, and her humble clothes were replaced by a thick gold bikini that appeared to made from solid metal. She was looking down at her body in awe, apparently afraid to touch herself in case she broke this wonderful spell. "See? And that's nothing." "Um...am I going to stay like this?" "Do want to?" "I think I do. It feels...good." Susan smiled, and gave her a bit more. "Then you can keep it for a while." "Do I have to, you know...do your bidding and stuff?" "Sort of," Susan told her mysteriously. "I want you to enjoy yourself. You're twice as strong now as any of those girls in North Korea. The only price for this power is that you must use it." "To do what?" "Whatever you want, silly! I want you to show people how wonderful is it be you. One day I may offer this power to everyone on Earth...but not yet. I want them to beg me for it first." Susan turned to look at Charlie, making him wet himself. "You were there the other day. I remember you. Do you understand, Charlie? Do you think I'm a hero?" Charlie gulped, and shook his head. "Good. Go tell them." Rhonda was taken by surprise as a tank flew into her back at mach 6. It was reduced to particles against her unforgiving body. "Hey!" Darting a few hundred feet to the left Rhonda grabbed a tank of her own, stopping briefly to let them shoot her in the face with the main gun before hefting it in right hand and turning to spot Jessie, who was still laughing at Rhonda after the debris from the tank thrown at her had settled on the ground. "This is awesome!" Jessie declared gleefully, bullets constantly pinging off her flesh, explosions throwing debris through the air between them. "Don't try changing the subject!" Rhonda told her, playfully hurling the tank at her friend so fast that the armour began to melt before the impact obliterated the tank completely. Jessie stepped forward out of the explosion, a rocket propelled grenade somehow in her hand. She hurled it Rhonda, who laughed as it detonated violently right on her chest. "Bitch!" "Let's go that way. I can hear another battle going on over there." The girls became a blur, smashing quickly through the barriers the Koreans had set up to keep them in place. When they reached the other battlefield they found another girl dressed just as they were facing off alone against another large army. They watched a while as long rows of artillery launched useless volleys at the girl as she made a mess of there big military base. "She looks like us," Jessie observed. "Do you think she knows what's going on?" "Let's go ask her." "Let's take out those big guns first." "No...I like it when they shoot us." Jessie shrugged. She had to admit, it did feel good. Making their way quickly down to the battlefield, the girls slowed when they entered the field of fire. They wanted to enjoy the blasts, and didn't want to startle the other girl...not if she was as powerful as they were. "Hi!" Rhonda waved. The girl was a local, and her striking beauty was quite exotic to the Canadian duo. The Korean girl tilted head. "You're speaking english," she accused. "So are you." "No I'm not...I don't even understand english." "Um...hello? You're speaking it." "I'm Jessie!" Jessie happily informed the gorgeous Korean, holding out her hand. The other girl just looked at it. "Did Americans make me strong?" she asked, sounding almost disappointed. "I don't think so. Anyway...we're from Canada." "I've never heard of Canada." "I can hear another battle over there," Jessie observed, already started move that way. "Really?" Seeing that this girl had no answers, Rhonda was quick to follow. But she turned just before tearing aware to the east and beckoned to the girl. "Come with us." The girl gave her nod. "Just give me a moment, Canadian." The girl ran up to a wrecked tank and began tearing handfuls of armour from it, each handful being quickly thrown at the circle of troops and armaments all around them. Not need the whole minute the girls quickly caught up with Jessie, who was jogging along just under the speed of sound impatiently waiting for her friend to catch up. CBS intern Elizabeth Trubelle was over the moon. The power flowing through her body would have given Zeus himself head-spins, and she could do whatever she wanted with it. The only price of having this power was that she must she use it, and use it she would. She didn't even bother going back to the office, or even telling her crew she was leaving. Not that they needed to be told. As soon as the Unchosen had left, all eyes in the silent room were on the towering young intern. The aura of power around her was almost physical, her hypnotic beauty simply painful for anybody who beheld her shamelessly revealed body for too long. She smiled, and ran a hand over her stomach. Thumping it, she giggled as the shockwave knocked several people over. "This is awesome!" she declared, not bothering to pick up her purse as she headed toward the door. Pushing it open as she had on the way in the door frame shattered along with the door itself, but she didn't mind. She walked on down the hall and made for the exit. She didn't know how long she had...but she was going to take advantage of her power while she had it. Approaching the exit, a security guard and several men in suits moved to stop her. "Hold it there, Miss. We need to have a word." Finding that her strength gave her a new confidence, Liz found the imposing guards amusing. "We all have needs. Mine aren't the same as yours!" They stepped up, but Liz brushed them aside. She accidently launched the biggest one into the wall. He didn't move. A tazer came out, and the pins tried to dig into Liz's side. It fell away, bouncing off. But Liz caught it, smiling as electricity played over her teeth. "That actually feels nice." Before the charge ran dry, Liz reached out and zapped both the guards and the suited men. Laughing even as men surrounded her and drew their guns, Liz put her hands on her hips and they opened fire. It felt GREAT! But it didn't last long. The gunmen just stared with open mouths, none of them s stupid as to bother reloading, but none smart enough to work out what was going on. "If that's all you've got, well...I feel sorry for you!" Ignoring the flabbergasted security team, Liz walked out onto the street. Everything stopped. She was just so beautiful now that no-one could ignore her. She stood there and listened. Her hearing was astounding. She searched the whole state of Alabama, over two hundred miles away, with just the power of her souped up ears and found her target in mere seconds. Walking out into the street she bent her knees a little, and then launched into the sky with such force that the road ripped up under where she had stood, the destruction ranging out to take down a building and collapse the sewer system. Her ability to gauge the leap came just as easy as know how to absorb the impact when she landed outside the bar in which her ex-boyfriend was drinking. It wasn't a reasonable hour, but that had never stopped him. "Holy shit!" A group of bikers strode toward her and grunted their approval of her flawless and intriguing physique. "Ain't you a fine piece of ass!" one declared, stepping right up. "I'm just here for Harry," she warned. "Well...we got a lot more to offer!" "Sure you do." Not wasting time on these usually menacing men, Liz took a breath and blasted them across the carpark. The force of her breath, though she somehow wasn't surprised, ripped up the cars and the asphalt under them, carrying everything off into the distance. Liz stood in front of the bar as people came out to investigate the unholy ruckus. She waited, but Harry was not among them. "My truck!" Everyone was angry and confused. The scene was hard to comprehend, but everyone soon agreed the tall well-built sex-bomb was clearly the cause, they rounded on her. Some even picked up weapons. Liz ignored the menacing crowd, seeking only one of them...and he was too weak to come out. Just before the first man swung a fist at her. she called out to her ex. "HARRY!" It wasn't as forceful as directly blowing on them, but the mob was swept away just as effectively. Only, with such a relatively smaller amount energy behind it most survived this time. Unfortunately the volume of Liz's voice rendered them completely deaf. The front of the bar shook, the sign fell down, and people were now moving away from Liz as fast as they could. Satisfied that she gotten the message across, and leaving a superpowered wrecking ball to give them a constant personal reminder, Susan returned to North Korea. Her girls were starting to find each other now, many of them now fighting together against the confused military dictatorship. It was time to talk to them, and tell them of the long and glorious future she had planned for them all.