The Ms Marvel Chronicles

We sit patiently in the dark as we wait for our opening. As far as the sensors that are monitoring us are concerned, or at least that are supposedly monitoring, we are asleep. The door opens ever so slowly and through the faint light in the hall I can make out three figures at the opening to the room. When the doors have completely opened the figures, male from their builds, enter and move towards Superwoman. I watch as the figures cautiously lift the bronze skinned woman up and try to exit the room without awakening my two associates and myself. The trio are not as silent as they might think they are as they make their way out of the dimly lit room and then even make a bit of noise just before clearing the door. They are not very professional, in my honest opinion.

I watch as the doors slowly begin to close and as the opening is just about sealed I hear the signal to act. Ultragirl, Galatea and I spring up, tripping a dozen sensors I imagine, and grab the doors in an attempt to slowly their progress. We can feel the hydraulics kicking in and clear the opening as without or super strength we will be crushed by the very solid metal doors. Just as the doors are about to seal shut I watch as Superwoman's hands enter the gap in the door way and force them apart. The hydraulics squeal then buckle as they are no match for Superwoman’s superior strength.

My two blonde associates and I follow Superwoman as she leads us towards what appears to be the only elevator off this floor. Before we can press the up button the halls are filled with the thunderous sound of foot stomps inform us we are about to have company. However, now that Suzi, Galatea and I are out of the room we can feel our powers returning. Despite not being at full power I let an energy blast fly from my left hand at the corner behind us letting the guards know that they are in for a fight. The troops have stopped and I watch as three firearms appear from around the corner and are blindly fired in our directions. Unfortunately for the troops our invulnerability has kicked back in none of us are injured by the small arms fire.

Suzi begins hovering off the and with a smile on her face announces that it is time to leave. Not in a trusting mood, Suzi punches the elevator doors, ripping them off their rails, and then proceeds to fly straight through the roof of the elevator itself. Superwoman smirks at the younger woman’s enthusiasm and flies up the opening made by the small blonde. She is quickly followed by Galatea who is very eager to escape this facility. Building up a powerful charge I project a strong blast at a ceiling support beam in the corridor and when then debris comes tumbling down I follow my fellow escapees up the elevator shaft. In moments I am out of the facility and tasting my first breath of fresh air in several days. It is night time and my protégé and our new associates are all floating high in the night sky. I float over to the group and realize that based on the Intel Ultragirl and I possess we have no idea where we are. Despite knowing about Kasnia I can’t help but notice that Galatea looks a bit confused as well.

Before we can address our concerns search lights flood the skyline followed by small arms fire from ground troops. Everything from standard bullets to armored piercing rounds strike us. When shoulder mounted rockets start coming our way we know it is time to go. As we start to depart I notice that Galatea seems rooted to her spot in the sky. The troops begin encircle our position but Galatea seems focused on a specific group of the soldiers. Judging by the contorted look on her face I would hazard a guess that these troops might have (or at least tired) to take some liberties with the striking young woman. I watch as her unearthly blue eyes suddenly shift to blood red and beams of red energy fire out of them. The beams must be heat beams as I can feel the intensity of the blasts from several feet away in the air. I watch as three of these men are cut in half by the optic beams. The squads split up but they can’t seem to move fast enough nor escape her sight. Even troops that take cover are not safe as the heat blasts cut through whatever obstacle gets in the way of Galatea’s vengeance.

Finally having enough I get in the way of Galatea’s heat vision to spare the rest of the troops her fury. Her heat vision strikes my bare shoulder and I feel the heat as I try and absorb all of the energy she is firing my way. I knew this was a calculated risk as I might not be able to absorb the energy she was project but as I am invulnerable and needed the energy boost anyways it was worth a shot.

“What’s your problem?” Galatea angrily asks. The heat beams have stopped but her eyes are still glowing red.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Carol asks in return.

“Those men… they deserved what they got. Anyone who works in that facility does.” Galatea yells at Carol.

Tempers are boiling and before I can get an edge in I hear Suzi yell, “Incoming!”

Ultragirl evades the fast moving figure that was barreling towards her but Galatea, who was behind only a few feet behind her position her was less fortunate. I can hear the sickening thud as air is forced out of her lungs as she is sacked mid air by what appeared to be another flying female. Superwoman laughs before moving to aid the winded blonde. I turn and see three more figures following the lead assailant. My hair blows in the direction said assailant arrived from as Ultragirl races to intercept the incoming attackers. I follow behind her so that the three-to-one odds in the enemies favor doesn’t last for long. I watch as Ultragirl, upset over our recent ordeal, uppercuts the first combatant’s head. The blow almost sounds like a thunderclap as I watch a dark haired woman fall backwards and plummet towards the ground.

The two remaining aerial combatants attack in unison but I quickly shoot the one on Ultragirl’s right while she and the foe on the left collide and begin slugging it out. The one I shot is only momentarily dazed but quickly recovers. She charges at me but I evade, grab her hair shoulder length brown hair as she almost flies past me. Yanking her out of her flight path, I hear the woman scream and I toss her back several feet before she regains her bearings. Zooming to her position I deliver several body shots to her abdomen, trying to knock the wind out of her, and end the fight quickly but she can fully acclimate to my aerial fighting style.

Unfortunately the young woman recovers faster than I expected and begins throwing left and right combination punches like she was a professional boxer. I get tagged in the face by two of her rabbit punches before I can recover and begin protecting myself. I get the distinct impression from her style that if we were on the ground fighting it out I might be laying on the ground unconscious at this very moment. As she moves in again I quickly use my agility to avoid my foe and as I watch her try and recover from the missed attack I can’t help but notice that my opponent does not seem to be very well versed in aerial hand-to-hand combat, at least not yet.

My foe is charging at me again and I smirk as she nears because she is so focused on me that she fails to hear, much less see, on of her teammates being sent through the sky. The woman that had sacked Galatea is back but very unconscious as she smacks into her teammate. Their heads collide and I watch as the two figures fall out of the sky, only to be picked up by their remaining teammates. I guess they were not expecting such resistance so the remaining to retreat before the now two-to-one odds work against them. As we are rejoined by our associates I note the smile on Galatea’s face. Apparently the altercation was just what she needed to vent her frustrations of late.

“So… where to now?” I ask.

Superwoman makes a suggestion and the three of us, not having a better suggestion, follow her.