Well, enough with the introductions! Now that the New Sinister Six are gathered, with one exception, the exciting part starts! Hopefully, now my regular reviewers are going to come back! On to the story, and don't forget to read and review!
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Chapter 9: The Powers are Tested
"Ahem," Noreen Osborn said. "This meeting of the New Sinister Six will now come to order."
That it didn't do for quite some time; the others were chatting and laughing, with the exception of Miranda, who was reading a book, and Flint, who was trying to undress Noreen with his eyes. Since he was the Sandman, and not Superman, this did not work very well.
Two days ago, Noreen had gathered these four to this place. She had told them that each of their fathers were some of the most powerful supervillians to set foot in New York City, and that Spider-man and his daughter, Spider-girl, was responsible for their death and/or imprisonment. She explained that they each had inherited incredible powers, and they were duty-bound to band together and avenge their families by destroying Spider-girl—and that because of their power, they were entitled to rule over "the little folk."
Noreen had talked a good talk, and invariably each of the ones she had approached had agreed to meet her here at this place. Except for one—he'd been totally unreachable.
"Wait…" volunteered Philomela Toomes. She was the only one of the group besides Noreen to have previous knowledge of her famous father's criminal past. Her father was the Vulture. "Why are we calling ourselves 'the Sinister Six' when there are only five of us? Why not…the Fearsome Five or something?"
"Wow, real fearsome," Flint drawled. His father, as he had recently found out from Noreen, was the Sandman. "We've got a crazy chick in a bad Halloween costume, Sparky the electric girl, the birdie, and Doctor Doolittle over here."
"Watch your mouth," snarled Alexei Thorne. His father was Kraven.
"And we have Sand-face to round the group out," observed Miranda Dillon. Her father was Electro.
"Shut up, all of you," shouted Noreen, daughter and granddaughter of the Green Goblin. "Rest assured, there will be Six."
"Who's the sixth guy?" wondered Alexei.
"His name is Austin Smith."
Flint burst into laughter. "Austin Smith? That science geek in my history class who dresses like a secret agent? Sure his IQ is off the charts and he's smarter than the whole college put together, but he doesn't have powers, not like we have…"
"Flint, you'd have to study to be an idiot," snapped Miranda. "He does so. I've seen them in my biology class."
"So what are they?"
"Wouldn't you like to know, Sandbox."
"First order of business," shouted Noreen, getting testy. "Can anyone around here fully use and control their powers?"
Noreen looked around. "Didn't think so. Well, we're gonna have a lot of work to do. Miranda, you're the first. Come here."
"No way," said Miranda. "I remember too well the last time I used—whatever it was."
"Stop whining," Noreen snapped. "You're going to have to learn how to use and control it. And," she said, a wicked smile lighting her face, "to amplify it."
Miranda backed away. "What the hell are you planning to do to me!"
Noreen grabbed her glider. She hopped up on it, grabbed Miranda by the collar of her green sweatshirt, and began to drag her into the air.
Everyone else came running out after them.
Noreen, as the Girl Goblin, paused outside a chain link fence, still on the glider and still holding Miranda. She grinned as she read a sign stating that it was an electric fence that automatically shot two million volts into anyone foolish enough to touch it and see if the sign was true.
"Oh, no, please, please…," sputtered Miranda.
Girl Goblin hurled Miranda onto the fence. "Don't worry, you'll make it."
As the sign predicted, Miranda's body was loaded with two million volts once she hit the electric fence. She fell down onto the ground shortly after. Her clothes were burned to shreds.
Philomela was first on the scene. "Miranda—are you all right?"
Miranda sat up. Common sense dictated that she should have been dead. But somehow, being knocked into an electric fence didn't kill her. Somehow, she felt stronger than ever. And she was glowing all over with power.
"Of course," she said, grinning. "Never better." Miranda looked at her hands. Electric sparks were shooting from her fingertips.
"Now see," said Noreen, taking her mask off. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She looked around. "Now, who's next? Philomela," she said, "Did you bring your father's suit like I told you to?"
Philomela replied in the affirmative. "It's hanging on the hook inside the door."
"Flint, go and get it. Philomela, come with me." Noreen hopped up on the glider, this time dragging Philomela and the suit to the top of a skyscraper.
"Now put on the suit."
Philomela looked at her father's bird suit. It was green, with two giant wings on the arms and a ruffle of white around the neck.
"I don't know how it works."
"Put it on!"
As soon as this was accomplished, Noreen promptly pushed Philomela off the side.
"Wait, what the hell!"
"Use the suit to fly, you moron," Noreen shouted. "Flap the wings, you twit."
Philomela started flapping. Soon she wasn't falling anymore. She was—flying!
"Woo hoo!" Philomela laughed. "I'm flying! Can you believe it? I'm flying!"
"That we can see, fool," snapped Noreen. "Now get down here."
"Two down, two to go," snapped Noreen. "Who's the next lucky contestant?"
"Hey, I'll do anything for you, sweetheart," said Flint.
"All right," said Noreen. "Alexei, you're next."
Alexei stepped up. Noreen placed herself in front of him. "Now," she ordered, "hit me."
Alexei shook his head. "I don't hit girls."
"I'm not just any girl! I am the Girl Goblin! Now, hit me, you idiot!"
"No, I don't hit girls."
"Why…are you chicken?" Noreen raised her hand and bitch-slapped him upside the face.
This had exactly the effect Noreen wanted: something was unleashed in Alexei, and with the absolute savagery of an animal, he pounced on Noreen. It took all of Noreen's enhanced strength to throw him off her.
"Now there's more like it," Noreen said. "Flint, get over here."
Noreen put Flint through his paces, making him solidify as hard as concrete, and then making him become loose as a cloud of dust. Then she made him become a sandstorm, nearly smothering the others until she ordered him to stop. Flint had a serious crush on her, and Noreen knew it. She also knew she wouldn't be caught dead with him. But she enjoyed wrapping him around her little finger anyway.
"You have done well in helping them realize their power. But the Six is still incomplete."
"I will never be able to convince Austin to join us, Grandpa."
"Try harder! The Smith boy could prove to be the most powerful of all. He has incredible strength combined with awesome intellect and iron willpower. He will be your most valuable asset."
"He's not an asset, Grandpa. He's the man I love."
"Love? That is a fatal weakness in the pursuit of power, Noreen. You don't need to love Austin, you need to use him. Complete the Six. Succeed where I could not."
