Being betrayed

Goddess surveyed the army of capes she’d assembled, smiling in proud accomplishment. There was still so much work to do, but she’d done the hard part and felt on top of the world after conquering this world with such ease. All she had to do was wait for Cryptid to return and- ah, there he was now, her pathetic battery in tow for her to collect.

Goddess’s danger sense was still wary of Cryptid, but this was proof of his loyalty as he tossed her battery in front of her. Megan looked awful and Goddess reached down to pat her cheek like the petulant child she was. And just like that, her power increased, Megan under her thumb like nearly everyone else here. What a triumph. Goddess would treat herself to one of her thralls later, surely there would be many eager to please their superior.

Cryptid was holding out a talon for her to shake and she did, a rare showing of camaraderie.

“You’ve done well.”

“Duh. Don’t forget to hold up your end of the bargain.”

Goddess nodded and pulled her hand away. There was a sting, a prick in her palm. Her danger sense spiked for a second and then lingered there. Those ridiculous claws of his had harmed her! If she were in any worse of a mood she would destroy him on the spot for daring to harm her. But there were many eyes on her and she couldn’t afford to have them view her as unstable. Goddess stormed off, making her way to the rock Amy was already on, their stage. She floated up to it, looking out at the already gathering crowd of her supporters.

“Everything okay?” Amy asked. She was being nervous, but she was always nervous.

“Of course,” Goddess said.

There was a rumbling inside her for a moment, strange and different. Adrenaline, perhaps?

She stepped forward to address her subjects. “Thank you all for your efforts!”

Her skin was starting to tingle. Something was wrong. “Together you have done well to serve your Goddess!”

The crowd cheered and her danger sense went wild, settling hard on Cryptid off to the side with his Breakthrough group, smirking. And suddenly it was like wildfire had gone off inside her body, making her hot inside of her veins. Amy had told her enough about Cryptid’s power, or at least his predecessor’s to now realize that he’d injected her with something. No. Not like this. She started to rise up in the air to retaliate, but her danger sense alerted her that it was already too late.

She was being transformed.