After Ms. Fury

"A new city, with new opportunities." The Queen smiled as got out of her limo. After her previous King lost his form, she knew he would resurface in here. It was a just seemed so simple. It was away from most of those meddlesome heroes, well...most of them anyway, there was one single heroine, Ms. Fury. Queen frowned, she would need to deal with that.

Entering into the building, she was taken to her penthouse immediately. A new base, generously acquired from the various peasants who were under her power, it was a fine new start to a life hear. She wasted no time in getting work with her plans. This city was big and while she had an idea where her beloved King might be, she still needed to scope it out. She needed to be extra careful because the last thing she wanted was for anyone to interfere with his vessel before she prepared it. Luckily she knew just the way to deal with these two problems at once.

She had ordered the new servants not to disturb as she prepared to use the ritual. Sitting cross legged in the center of the room, the Queen closed her eyes as she begun focusing her magic. She pictured Ms. Fury the resident super heroine within her mind.

It was fairly easy to pick up on her, having caught a glimpse on her way to the city. The heroine's aura was...distinct. It was like that of a commoner's but with a distinct....uniqueness that set it apart. Queen locked on to the signature and used her power to invade Fury's mind.

Ms. Fury tried to resist. She tried to fight it back, but Queen would not allow it. She pushed harder and teared down the mental resistances of the heroine. Now with Fury's mind at her mercy. Queen locked it away. She placed it in a mental cycle, a dream world that would go on forever. A prison for Fury's mind to forever wander, all while leaving her body vacant.

With no one in control, Queen seized her body. Opening her new found eyes, Queen found herself a top of rooftop. She glanced down at herself, noticing the skin tight black suit that hugged her new body, covering it completely. Flexing her stolen fingers, she took note of the sharp claws that now adorn them. "Not bad," Queen spoke in Ms. Fury's stolen voice. She had successfully taken control of the heroine's body. Now she was well equipped to go hunting for her new 'King'.

Queen grinned, stretching Ms. Fury’s stolen limbs with feline satisfaction. The rooftop air was crisp against her skin, the city sprawled below like a feast waiting to be devoured. She crouched low, muscles coiled beneath the sleek black suit, claws flexing against the concrete ledge.

Then—she launched herself forward.

The first leap sent her soaring, wind screaming past her ears as the ground blurred beneath her. She landed with a roll, momentum carrying her effortlessly into a sprint before she sprang again. The second jump was higher, longer, her stolen body moving with predatory grace.

She landed once more, a smile adorning her face. This was a good body to hunt with....now it was time to look for her King.