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.