A young Metahuman named Felix Andersmith, and he is.

Felix groaned as he surveyed the damage to Metropolis. Of course, the one day he had come into the city for something, something like this had happened! And it really wasn't doing his headache any favors, given all the negative emotions going around.

See, Felix Andersmith was a young man, on the cusp of turning twenty. He had short, messy green hair, purple eyes, a tanned skin tone, and wasn't particularly fit, though he was at a healthy weight for his average height. Other than his unique hair and eye colors, he looked totally average. Though he wasn't completely average.

He was one of the many metahumans that existed in this world, but even that was nothing special, as far as powers went. He wasn't superhumanly strong, possessed no magic, or hyper intelligence. Nope he was just a simple Empath. He could feel the emotions of others around him, though to a lesser degree than they themselves felt it. Just enough to tell what someone was feeling in most cases, unless the emotion was intense enough. That was it. Simply an enhanced ability to read people. Nothing on the level that would allow him to join the Justice League.

At any rate, Felix lived on the outskirts, in the suburban areas of Metropolis, and had come into the main city for a job interview, as his college tuition wasn't going to pay for itself. He was looking to become a doctor... And had almost needed one himself when he had been in the area where Doomsday had shown up, and of course ended up in a major slugfest with the entire Justice League. And there was a good amount of collateral damage as well. His car included, as a result of a misaimed attack from Green Lantern. He was lucky he had been able to get out and book it in time to avoid injury. Wrong place, wrong time at its finest.

Now, Felix wasn't stupid. He didn't hold a thing against the League. What were they supposed to do, let Doomsday rampage? That would be way worse, stopping him with collateral damage was way better than letting him run wild. Still, Felix was unhappy about how his day had gone. Who wouldn't be? What was he going to tell his insurance company?

He decided to step into an alley to get a moment without panicked crowds who didn't yet get the memo that Doomsday was neutralized jostling him. Not that it stopped the fear and uncertainty from everyone swarming into his own head, but without the external stimuli, he had an easier time compartmentalizing his empathic input. This wasn't the first time in his life he wished he could shut the power off.

He noticed a glint on the ground of the alley, and paused, looking down at it. It was a lamp of some kind, and... It was giving off some kind of emotions? But they seemed alien somehow, difficult to decipher, but he was sure that one of them came close enough to call anticipation. Cautiously, he picked up the thing before he could think better of it. He examined the artifact, his hand brushing over it. "What is this?" he wondered aloud, before being absolutely bombarded with emotion as he dropped the lamp, and it began spewing a shimmering mist that had wisps of blue, red, and a few white ones. "What the?" he gasped, holding his head, but not in pain.

Instead, the emotions felt... Wonderful. As he watched the mist coalesce into a figure, he processed the feelings the most was giving off... Delight, eagerness, and... Arousal. "Damn it, now I got a boner," he grunted.

The mist finished forming, revealing Diana, looking exactly as she had before allowing the lamp to pull her into it, down to the tail, firmly attached to the lamp. She had her eyes closed, a smile upon her lips, and her eyes closed. She stretched, giving Felix a good look at her breasts, not hidden at all by her sheer top. If he hadn't had a boner already just from feeling a portion of her arousal, he would have gotten it then and there.

"...Wonder Woman?" Felix asked, blushing and looking away.

Diana opened her eyes slowly, gazing upon her new Master, and noticing how he respectfully avoided staring at her. She would have appreciated that before, but now it made her pout slightly. "Greetings, my Master... I am the Sex Genie of the Lamp... How might I serve you?" she inquired, leaning forward with her arms crossed under her breasts, pushing them up in hopes of recapturing his gaze. It worked like a charm, he couldn't help looking back at her entrancing form.

(Cookie for anyone who knows where I got the last name for the OC main character from! Hint, the first name could also come from there, but I liked it from other sources too.)