[2009 – September]
Breaking through the limit that had held me back from using my ethereal shields to affect the physical world directly wasn't just a simple add-on to my power, it was more akin to adding wings to a tiger.
Through my Energy Vessel ability, my physical parameters had reached a state that I couldn't even quantify, and they were still growing as I was absorbing the sun's radiation and the ambient psionic energy as well as other forms of energy at all times.
And since I had to greatly suppress my strength to avoid causing destruction with every move that I made, I was limited in how much strength I could effectively use.
Now though, things were different.
My ethereal barrier now functioned as a gate that allowed my mind to directly interfere with the world around me, it was similar to a forcefield that enabled me to enact my will on my surroundings.
In the same sense, I could now also make true use of my strengthened physical parameters, especially my speed.
Purely physical Superspeed in itself was a myth as such an ability simply went against the laws of physics. To be able to reach great speed, one first had to accelerate but with that came the need for traction and a resulting counterforce.
Without an object or construct that could receive the force generated by one's muscles, there would be no movement. In addition to that, the direction of the generated force was equally important.
Moving forward was a result of different forces interacting and negating each other, among which the force generated by one's muscles, friction, and the gravitation pull were the most important, which ultimately resulted in an acceleration in a forward direction.
Still, even if one's muscular strength and overall physique increased greatly, to a point where superhuman movement speed seemed to be a possibility, there would come a point where the force generated by one's muscles would just enable one to jump very high and very far, instead of actually running at superhuman speed.
This was because the gravitational pull would be too weak in comparison to the force generated by one's muscles, which meant that the actual direction of acceleration would be mostly upward and not forward.
This was also the reason that the tires of Formula One race cars had to be preheated to a temperature of around 100 degrees Celsius to ensure that they provided enough traction, which helped them 'stick' to the ground and direct the acceleration into forward movement, along with the spoilers that ensured that the air pressure generated by air resistance also pressed the car down on the road.
Pure muscular strength was therefore useless if one wanted to move at superhuman speed, at least that was the case without the ability to direct the generated force of one's muscles precisely.
This also led me to believe that Pietro passively generated an energy field around himself whenever he moved at superspeed which allowed him to do exactly that.
And now, through the help of an ethereal barrier, I could do the same. I might have been able to do something like this even with a normal barrier but it would have been a much more complicated and less efficient process.
Letting go of my hold on the air, I dispersed the snake-shaped tornados around myself while releasing the water back into the lake.
I didn't stop levitating in the air though.
Raising my head, white flames started to burn in my eyes as I looked beyond the blue sky above, my gaze resting on the endless dark void filled with stars and planets.
The space around me trembled violently as I accumulated more strength, desire burning in my veins hotter than the sun itself.
Taking a deep breath, my eyes flashed with power as the air exploded around my figure while I flew up, breaking apart any resistance with only minor effort as my will forced the ethereal barrier around my body to carry me higher and higher.
I wasn't sure how fast I moved but waves of burning heat washed over my body as the air around me was ignited due to the friction generated by the incredible speed.
And yet, not a single hair on my body was harmed even though the heat was enough to turn most metals into boiling sludge. Even my clothes were perfectly fine as the ethereal barrier shielded them from any kind of damage.
Increasing the force that I exerted on my own body as far as I dared to while still within Earth's atmosphere, my mind pushing me further and further, I broke through the atmosphere in mere seconds as an endless expense of darkness greeted my sight.
Heat turned into freezing cold while oxygen was wholly absent, though I didn't care for any of that. I didn't need to breathe either way nor did temperature have any effect on my Superhuman Physique.
Eyes glowing with suppressed power, I flew forward for a few more seconds before slowly coming to a stop, the lacking gravity causing my hair and cloak to float around as if weightless.
Turning around slowly, I saw it - Earth.
An expanse of blue and white was all that I could with hints of green and brown beneath the clouds. It was a rather surreal feeling to just look down on the planet that had been my whole world for the last few months.
Looking to the side, I saw the massive grey rock that was the moon. While just beyond the edge of the blue sphere, I could see the faint glow of the sun in the distance.
Focusing a bit, I moved even faster as I flew towards the moon, my speed several times greater than before as I didn't have to worry about causing destruction to the atmosphere now that I was in space.
In the blink of an eye, I landed harshly, cracking the surface of the moon in a radius of a few hundred meters around me as I shattered the grey rocks under my feet.
Still, there was only silence as there existed no atmosphere that could act as a medium for sound. Or at least that would be the case for a normal human.
Outer Space existed in a 'near-perfect' vacuum, which meant that it wasn't technically empty space. It just meant that the density of molecules was much much lower than on Earth.
My sense of hearing though was strengthened to such a degree that I could 'hear' even in Outer Space if I did not suppress my senses. Realizing this, even I found this to be simply inhuman.
Looking up again, I could now capture the whole blue planet with my eyes while I felt the cosmic radiation strike my flesh, leaving me empowered instead of dying.
I couldn't help the smile that formed on my lips as I realized how far I had come, from dying in a car crash to walking on the moon with my physical body alone.
And yet, when I thought about this second chance at life that I had been gifted, the thing that I was most thankful for was the chance to meet Jean.
Even now, after I had just done something as unthinkable as flying to the moon, the joy and the sense of achievement that I felt could not compare in the least to how I felt when I succeeded in making my lovely redhead laugh.
My lips curved up into a gentle smile just thinking about seeing her laugh with her bright green eyes lighting up in joy and warmth.
I understood very well what it meant to be lonely as I had been exactly that in my last life. Loneliness had been like a poison that had left me numb and gnawed at my will to live.
Jean was like a warm and tender light, and being with her made me feel safe and human.
Looking at my barren surroundings, an idea came to my mind. And even though I knew that it was probably a very bad one which might have some serious consequences, it would be a lie if I said that I cared about those.
After all, if I never used my power to act just a bit recklessly, was I really free?
…
Entering the main surveillance room with fast steps, Fury yelled out with urgency: "Status report!"
Agent Hill, one of his most-trusted agents, immediately turned towards him from her position in the back of the room and told him what he wanted to know.
"Just seven minutes ago, our satellites picked up on some unusual activity on the surface of the moon.", she started to report, "The source is unclear but analysts have already ruled out the probability of this being just a natural phenomenon."
"As of yet, half a dozen deep craters have appeared on the moon's surface that span over hundreds of kilometers, with each of them at least ten kilometers wide.", she ended, her tone grave.
"Show me!", Fury ordered without hesitation, wanting to see with his own eyes what was happening on the moon.
It took only a few seconds for the large screen at the front, which had been flooded with data a moment before, to light up and show the image of the barren grey surface of the moon.
Though what had formerly been just a celestial object rattled with craters of different sizes now showed deep canyons that had seemingly been carved into it with a planetary-sized knife.
For a moment the whole room went silent, dozen of technicians, analysts, and agents shocked by what they bore witness to.
Even Fury himself paused for a moment as he looked at the screen with a deep frown. And his frown only continued to deepen when he saw how rapidly the canyons were expanding.
Though just as he was about to order his agents to stop staring and to continue to do their job and find out what the hell was going on, a hint of confusion appeared in his single eye.
" … Why does this look like a bird?", he voiced out questioningly with furrowed brows.
Unfortunately though, no one present knew the answer to this question.
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[2009 – September]
Wearing one of her love's oversized black hoodies over a small tight-fitting crop top, as well as some comfy shorts with nothing beneath them, Jean lay atop Elijah's chest, her legs entangled with his as they rested on the leather sofa in the living room of their home.
Listening to his strong heartbeat while his hands lazily combed through her hair and brushed over her sides and thighs, she felt comfortable and warm all over, quiet hums and sighs escaping her lips every now and then.
The TV was switched on and almost every channel was playing a newscast about the mark her love had left behind on the surface of the moon. After all, what he had done simply could not be hidden as anyone with a telescope could see the bird-shaped carving clearly.
The whole world was in an uproar, a storm of conspiracy theories, fearful outcries, and declarations of worship sweeping through almost every nation.
And yet, Elijah's strong chest continued to fall and rise with a steady rhythm, as if trying to rock her into a peaceful sleep while he continued his loving ministrations, seemingly unbothered about the chaos his actions had caused.
Turning her head a bit, Jean rested her head on her arms atop his chest and looked down at his charming features with a delicate light in her eyes.
"Why would you do something so crazy? What if you had been caught?", she asked with a whisper.
Elijah's deep eyes finding hers, they locked gazes and she saw the vibrant green that she loved so much, and beneath it shadows and darkness.
But she wasn't afraid, even though she knew better than anyone how much her love had changed after his last visit to the Darkforce Dimension.
The others couldn't sense it as he concealed his own presence from them, which was something he didn't do in front of her, so Jean was the only one who truly understood what he carried inside of him.
His soul and body were filled with pure darkness, the very antithesis of life and light. To her, his whole presence shone like a dark star, his power seemingly limitless and all-consuming.
But his heart was still hers, and that was all that mattered to Jean.
Cradling her cheek gently, Elijah's fingers brushed back a few of her soft flaming locks while he looked at her with his dark eyes shining with love and devotion.
"Because I love you. And I wanted you to know that.", he replied, a quiet smile causing the corners of his lips to curve up. His thumb brushed softly over her lips while his other hand came to rest on her backside possessively: "And now you do."
A shudder went through her slender figure at this simple declaration, her lips trembling as she felt Elijah's love for her almost materialize and wrap itself around her protectively.
Tears falling from the corners of her eyes, Jean didn't say anything as there existed no words that could describe what she felt for Elijah, his love having long since become her sustenance.
She felt his thumbs brush away her tears and she just melted into his embrace. Leaning forward, Jean connected their lips in a deep kiss. Her small tongue softly danced around his, his taste on her lips awakening her desire with full force.
She needed to be with him, needed to feel him inside her, ravage her, take her. Love her.
And Elijah gave her exactly what she needed.
…
Vanity was not something that the Phoenix Force would normally bother with, especially so considering that the adoration of mortals was rather meaningless, all things considered.
There already existed innumerable living beings that worshiped and feared her in the endless expanse of the Universe, which was more or less the same thing if one looked at it from the right perspective, so a few billion more or less made no difference to her.
Still, as the Phoenix watched through her inheritor's eyes the mark that had been left on Earth's moon, she couldn't quite help but be pleased. This though had more to do with who had left behind this mark than the mark itself.
Elijah Frost, the Mortal God that had so thoroughly captured Jean's heart that even the Phoenix Force found herself surprised at the intensity of their bond.
Though thinking about it, calling him 'Mortal God' no longer seemed appropriate as he had already freed himself from the mortality of his existence after becoming the Realm Lord of the Darkforce Dimension. At this point, it would probably be more accurate to call him a Realm God.
His power had also increased astronomically and the Phoenix found it hard not to feel pride in Elijah's achievements. Even more impressive though, was the fact that he was still himself even after fusing with the Darkforce Dimension.
As the cosmic entity responsible for Creation and Rebirth, the Phoenix Force knew about almost every being in existence and she only knew of a rare few that could do what he had done.
Adding to the fact that she could sense that his potential had only just started to bloom, the Phoenix found herself eagerly waiting for Elijah to continue down his path, and become someone that could stand by Jean's side as an equal once the girl had fully inherited her power.
…
[2009 – October]
"You made quite the mess with this little stunt of yours.", Emma stated with a faint smile on her perfect lips while she looked at her younger brother sitting across from her, showing no outward signs of the shock that she felt in her heart.
Elijah had changed the very surface of the moon on a scale that she found hard to comprehend, and he had done so in only a few short minutes without leaving behind any trace of his presence.
Looking at it from another perspective, Emma realized that Elijah had the power to reshape whole continents to his will with seemingly no effort. Or in other words, Elijah had the power to single-handedly destroy this very planet.
Even Emma had to admit that her younger brother's prowess scared her a bit, even though she knew that Elijah had no interest in using his power to cause mayhem and destruction. Like his first mutant ability, all his power only served to act as a shield that ensured his own freedom.
Elijah wasn't interested in gaining authority or ruling over others, he was content with just living his life according to his own wishes.
She knew that she could not do the same if their positions were reversed, and because of that she couldn't help but admired him.
Smiling lightly in response while his shadowed eyes shone with a mischievous light, Elijah's charm rivaled her own as he answered: "I admit, I might have been a bit reckless."
And even though he said so, his tone held no hint of remorse, which somehow only added to his quiet and dark charm.
"I assume that Jean liked it?", she asked, knowing that no teenage girl could ever dislike a moon-sized love note. This time though, Elijah didn't reply.
His smile just deepened a bit while a hint of gentleness appeared in his demeanor.
Opening the topmost drawer of her large desk, Emma grabbed a thin folder and a small card from within. Placing them down on the desk, she slid them both over the table and into Elijah's waiting hands.
"I got you your driver's license as you asked. And while I didn't make you take the actual test, I already spoke with Christian and I want you to meet up with him after school sometime this week. He is still in New York with Cordelia and they won't fly back to Europe until after her birthday this weekend.", she clarified.
"He agreed to spend a few hours driving through town with you, just to make sure that you really know what you are doing. I know you won't get injured in case of an accident but that doesn't mean that I can just sit back and hope that you won't run someone else over."
It had been an easy thing for Emma to get Elijah a driver's license with her connections. And it was a real one too, as there was no reason for her to go out of her way to get him a fake one when it was easier for her to just get him a real one.
The Hellfire Club was involved in a lot of less lawful businesses, so procuring legal documentation for all kinds of people in nearly every country on Earth was not only a necessity but also a rather lucrative business in itself.
"Not to mention that as a Frost, it should be a point of pride for you to excel at everything you do. And that includes even something as dull as driving a car. I am sure you can understand that.", Emma emphasized before pointing at the thin folder.
"And in there, is the information about Jean's mother that you wanted me to find, as well as pictures of her actual grave."
Pausing for a moment as a wry smile spread on her lips, she continued with a sigh, "Though I suggest that you be careful when you show them to her. This- … This will not make her happy."
Raising a brow, Elijah somehow made the driver's license in his right hand disappear, though it happened too fast for her to really see how he had done it, before he opened the thin folder and looked at the picture that was fastened to the file inside with a paper clip.
And in the next moment, the chair beneath Elijah just disintegrated as a dense murderous intent flashed by, the sheer pressure of his malice making her heart skip a beat and causing her to hold her breath as she froze in her seat.
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