FIC: Thundera (1/?)

["S.M. Cilia" <cilia@xxxxx>]

Hi!

I'm back :) 

Wrote something new for you, letting my inner comic book nerd out to 
play.

Yours, 
Cilia

Thundera by Cilia

Prelude: Secret Origins

There was heat and sparks and then there was the distinct sound of 
hissing steel, as the liquid red hot mental was poured into the 
mold. The computers spat out endless readings concerning surface 
temperature, contents, quantum fluxes and cooling times. Although 
Willow had promised Giles never to tamper with some of the more 
extreme sciences and primal magiks again, she had made no promises 
about the use of her bulging brains to even the playing field. 
Swiping a bead of sweat from her forehead and tugging an errand 
strand of red hair back into its braid she stared into the furnace 
and poured a small about of magnesium into the mix.

How the times had changed. The winds of time had blown through her 
life and brought her to a different city and into a different world. 
A world of brightly colored spandex and amazing powers. She had felt 
that urge again a few days ago when a silver and gold streak had 
passed by her office window. Memories of glory days long since past 
and deeds done in the name of the greater good at bubbled to the 
front of her mind. Memories of the days before she'd become chained 
to a desk.

The desk was that of the president of Whirlwind Laboratories, the 
company she'd build from the ground up without much help from 
anybody except her mentor Giles. It was now the third largest 
technology firm in the city and employed a close to a thousand 
people just in it's home state, although many never knew that they 
were working for W. Labs. 

As her latest creation cooled, she looked at her monitors for a view 
of the world outside. Light City, or simply The City, was a bright 
city of the 21st century, with soaring spires and it was a hub of 
commerce and politics for large part of the country. It was also a 
city of superheroes, people that had started popping up around the 
same time she'd started getting into the paranormal. One by one they 
had come, first slowly, but now more and more emerged every year, 
showing up everywhere from coast to coast and news about boomers on 
other continents were the stable of late night news shows. She had a 
theory why this was all happening, although she didn't share it with 
anybody at this stage.

Her city had a guardian, of sorts, a towering titan of gold and 
silver that kept it safe. Guardian had been one of the first 
superheroes to go public or to come out of the spandex closet as she 
liked to think of it. He was a bit like her old friend Buffy from 
what she could discerns from the news reports, both enormously 
strong and blessed with the powers of flight and light. It was the 
brief glimpse of him from her office window that made her decide 
that she could and should get back in the game. 

Turning to her other creations she smiled at herself, the strength-
enhancers had been the first part she had designed and actually 
built, the antigravity unit had been the next idea that had 
flickered across her hyperactive mind. The end results would one day 
be a armor, albeit at this stage only the strength enhancing 
exoskeleton that would increase her strength and grand her the power 
of flight, via anti-grav boots, along with the all concealing 
helmet, were the only parts completed. Into the helmet she'd build a 
state of the art computer and to assist her further she had created 
Jeeves. 

Jeeves was a state of the art artificial intelligent that rested 
within the W. Labs mainframe. He was matriculate, made sure she ate, 
slept and bathed when Giles wasn't around and it was oh so British 
that it sometimes hurt. He also operated the suits deployment 
system. She'd soon realized that she needed a quick means of getting 
into the suite and out of it and since you didn't exactly wear an 
exoskeleton not to mention a hundred pound armor under a business 
suite, a solution was needed. Thus the Suite Deployment System, SDS 
for short, was created as a part of a W. Labs teleportation research 
and development project.

Everything was falling into place, and now she just needed a chance 
to test the technology. With a gloved hand she lifted the hammer 
she'd just forged from the cooling unit and she grinned. The creator 
fights not with a sword, but with a hammer and this hammer, like the 
Mjolnir of Norse mythology, had some interesting extras build into 
it. Soon she would be back in the game that was if Giles didn't find 
out and send her on a tour of the W. Labs facilities in the 
Himalayas for a the next quarter.

Willow Rosenberg, founder and president of W. Labs, pulled on her 
jacket and placed the hammer into the SDS along with the parts that 
were built, ready to be deployed by a single call to Jeeves if need 
be. The computer peeped that a board meeting was coming up and 
Willow the executive was off. 

tbc.