Azria has develloped an evil and vicious plan to increase her power and destroy Anya Storm.
The evil Wraith manipulates Metallia who turns into statue every empowered women she meets.
The Azria's Evil Plan :
Azria has develloped an evil and vicious plan to increase her power and destroy Anya Storm.
The evil Wraith manipulates Metallia who turns into statue every empowered women she meets.
AEP Chapter 1/8: The Fast Silver Statue by Jam-man (again thanks a lot)
AEP Chapter 2/8: The Black Dress
AEP Chapter 3/8: Pair of statues
AEP Chapter 4/8: The Golden Heroine
AEP Chapter 5/8: Demonic Fights
AEP Chapter 6/8: A tiny hitch
AEP Chapter 7/8: Hope fades
AEP Chapter 8/8: Mistress of puppets
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Everything started with a great story written by Jam-Man (on deviantart). I decided to write a longer adventure. This adventure starts here with this excellent fist chapter:
Azria's Evil Plan, Chapter 1: FastSilver
Chapter by Jam-Man
After modelling for FastSilver for a few years, the board decided they needed something new from Anya. Something new, and also a bit more…permanent.
Calling her into his office, Mr Jefferson – Chairman of FastSilver – said he wanted to talk to Anya about something important.
"Please – have a seat. There's some water, too," he said to her, and she sat down. Though her superhuman senses were on edge, she accepted the drink and decided to let Jefferson continue.
Sitting opposite Anya, Jefferson fiddled with some papers, before turning back to her. "You've been with us a long time, Miss Storm. Before you become influenced by all these rumours in circulation right now, the board and I would like to keep it that way."
"That's very kind of you, sir."
Jefferson smiled. "Now, you may not know this, Miss Storm, but FastSilver also has a Research and Development department."
"R and D? Whatever for?" This news was troubling – what secrets could the company be harbouring?
"We have been running some experiments, and have found a new way for you to profit the company. Some call it science, others call it magic. But of course, magic is just another realm's science, is it not?"
"What is this? Where is this leading?" Anya was out of her seat now. She could bolt for the door if need be, but…but suddenly, her muscles began to weaken. She was frozen in place – not a statue, just paralyzed. He must have put something in the drink!
"I'd like you to meet an associate of mine – Ms Medjev, is it?"
And a tall, slender woman walked into the room – Metallia.
"Hello Anya," she said, a wicked smile on her face.
Anya wanted to scream, to tell Jefferson who Medjev was, but found that she couldn't.
"Yes, I spiked your drink," Jefferson continued. "I gave you a paralytic, but one that will also allow me to control you totally. For instance – put your hands on your hips."
She couldn't resist. Anya couldn't control her body, and did exactly what Jefferson told her.
Metallia beamed. "I am impressed, Mr Jefferson. "
"Thank you, Ms Medjev. Now Anya, as for what we do next…well, Ms Medjev here has a very special gift. Anything or anyone she kisses will slowly become pure metal. Incredible, isn't it?"
No! Anya thought. Let me go!
"Soon, you will be metal. Silver, specifically. And you will be a part of the company forever. How does that sound to you? Not that it matters – you're about to become a statue for eternity."
Jefferson spoke commands to Anya, telling her to make different poses, until eventually, he found one he liked – to be fair, it showed Anya's form perfectly. The next step was her clothes. Jefferson cut them off her body and threw them into the office's bin.
"And now, for the final step." He beckoned for Metallia to come closer. "Please, Ms Medjev. Do your thing."
"With pleasure." Metallia leaned forwards and pressed her lips to Anya's, whose perfect face immediately began to transform into pure silver. The transformation slid down her body, her arms, and her legs, and all the while, thoughts of happiness filled her head.
Yes, yes, please. Turn me into a statue. I want to be a statue. A statue, forever. Yes…
And then, as quickly as it had begun, the transformation was complete. Anya's mind and soul faded into nothing, and all that was left was a perfect statue of pure silver of the former superheroine.
Metallia smiled. She had at last won. And the best part? Anya had ended her life wanting to be a statue. Wanting to be beaten. Wanting Metallia to be victorious. And now, she was.
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((My illustration))
Anya is exposed as a trophy at each Fast Silver tournament. Month after month, she is nothing more than a decorative statue, a good addvertissement for the company.
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Sudbued by Jam-man
After FastSilver turned her into a silver statue, they discovered that her subconscious was somehow still active, it just didn't know it was. To stop her from waking up and possibly freeing herself from her silver form, Azria was hired to trap Anya's mind in a dream state.
In her dream, Anya is world-famous actress Bella Lane. No superpowers, just a simple human being. But what would happen if she was turned into a statue inside her dream?
At a formal dinner, a fan came up to "Bella" and asked her to pose for a photograph. Little did she know that the camera had supernatural programming...now, once again, she is transformed, this time into solid metal. She accepts being a statue, and her mind and soul fade into nothing...
But what happens next? Does she wake up from the dream? Does her mind disappear completely and leave her a solid silver statue forever?
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Free at last by Jam-man
Moments after Bella Lane was transformed into metal by a "fan", Azria screamed, something unusual for her, a a creature of death. Her reason? The illusion she had created to subdue Anya's subconscious was broken. Now, anything could happen
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"Ms Medjev!"
Immediately, Metallia came into Jefferson's office. She had been waiting to speak to him anyway. She was surprised to find Azria standing there beside her employer.
"We have a problem," he said. "Anya is breaking free."
Metallia turned to Anya. Mere months before, she had transformed the herione into a statue of pure silver with her kiss. Mostly when she transmuted people this way, their mind and soul faded into nothing, and they were left as a statue for eternity. There would be no way for them to be changed back.
But Anya was different. Metallia had transformed her before, but she had broken free almost immediately. This time, Azria had kept Anya's subconscious distracted so that she wouldn't wake up, but the superherione seemed impervious to this too.
Metallia could already see the transformation being reversed. Very slowly, Anya's silver eyes were turning green. It could take a while, but Anya would definetely return.
"What do you want me to do about it?" she said to Jefferson.
The businessman fished around in his pocket, before drawing out a ring. Azria took a step back, as if it scared her.
The ring was dark, shining silver in colour, with a purple gem set into it. Jefferson offered it to Metallia, who took it, gingerly.
"Some archaeologists found it in Peru," he began. "They didn't know its true power. Whatever your natural abilities, it amplifies them a thousand times over."
Putting the ring on her finger, Metallia turned to the statue of Anya Storm. She knew what she had to do.
After a few moments, the purple gem on the ring began to glow. Metallia could feel pure power course through her body. It was electrifying. She felt like she could do anything, which with this ring, she might just be able to.
Reaching out with her mind, Metallia used her powers on the former superheroine in front of her. With this ring, she wouldn't even have to touch Anya to transform her. Soon, Anya Storm would be no more.
And then, something strange happened. Anya's silver body rapidly began to fade back to its original golden colour. Her eyes became green, and her hair began to flow again.
"No!" Metallia screamed. "Not again!"
Preparing to transform the heroine into solid gold, Metallia thrust her hand out in front of her, but Anya was too fast. She catapulted into Metallia, and made a grab for the ring on her finger. In a mad scramble on the floor, Metallia's powers began to take effect, and Anya felt her body hardening again.
All the while, Jefferson was hiding behind Azria, who stood stoic against one wall.
If Anya was transformed this time, then it would all be over. There would be no way of ever turning back, and she would be a statue forever.
"Not...this...time..."
Using her last bit of strength, Anya smashed Metallia's hand down against the floor...and smashed the mysterious purple gem. There was a burst of energy, and a bright light, and Anya could feel her muscles returning to normal. She stood up and, once the light died down, prepared to continue the fight anew.
Metallia was on her feet too. In a last ditch attempt, she put her hand out once more, and tapped into the ring's power.
"I hope you like being a golden girl!"
But without the gem to fuel it, the ring's power went wild. Metallia was consumed by her own energies, and in a matter of moments, all that was left was a solid gold statue. Her mind and soul totally destroyed, Metallia would now be a statue permanently.
In the heat of the moment, Anya had forgotten about Azria, and scanned the room for the wraith. But she wasn't there.
She must've escaped while Metallia and I were fighting... Anya thought.
That still left Jefferson. He was standing behind his desk, shaking uncontrollably.
Considering all kinds of vengeful punishments, Anya eventually decided-
"You're not worth it."
She turned to leave, but then realized that she was still only wearing a bikini, so she took the Metallia statue's clothes. She wouldn't be needing them anymore.
Free at last, she kept thinking on her way out. Free at last.
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Thanks Jam-man for this story
I wrote a sequel The Black Dress
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