Section One[/center]
[center]Just who is Lady America?[/center]
Lady America was born Lisa Ann Foster in Stone Orchard, Georgia, to Paul and Bonnie Foster. She was an only child that grew up in a nice blue collar middle class neighborhood. Her dad was a former Marine Corps Colonel and her mother a former Major in the Air Force. Hard work, exercise, and academia was ingrained in young Lisa from the day she was born. Growing up she enjoyed a life full of great friends, amazing family, and fun times. She had her boyfriends here and there like any other girl and was blessed to live in a environment void of strife, poverty, and drama. A very normal life is what she had, with the occasional phase of rebellion that always happens.
In High School she proved herself to be an outstanding athlete and pretty book smart. A few schools even offered her a scholar-athlete scholarship but she passed on it. Her true love was for the military. She saw how well being in the military worked for her parents and other family members and decided to join too. It was free college too so it all worked out. After graduating High School she signed up and was promptly shipped off to basic training. She was a stellar recruit and had high praise for her Drill Sergeants on graduation day for the Army basic training and advanced training school. She had decided to be a MP (Military Police).
She enjoyed her life as a Soldier and her career path. At night she studied Criminal Justice and Psychology using the Army's free tuition program. Within 6 years she made it to Staff Sergeant and had a degree in Criminal Justice. That was also the year the Army finally opened up Special Forces for women. She signed up first and was selected to train for it. Despite the obvious hurdles of being the only woman in a often male chauvinistic and harsh a harsh training environment, she excelled at her chosen craft of Weapons Specialist. Then again, she had trained her ass off. Going into the school she stood 6 feet tall and weighed 163 pounds of toned ripped muscle. Nothing was going to stop her from becoming the first ever female Special Forces operator in the U.S. Army. And nothing did.
She graduated and earned the love and respect of her fellow comrades, many of whom often treated her like crap because of her gender. It was during this time that trouble was brewing in the Middle East. This man known as Mohamed Mabus was going on a mad power grab and slaughtering terrorist organizations. Some liked him. Some didn't. Lisa was indifferent to him. She was more worried about the economic peril America was in at the time. There was a lot of social and civil unrest. Lots of chaos in pockets across the country that slowly, over time became larger. As this happened, she started going on top secret missions abroad.
She did her job. Was great at it. Little did she know that her worried government was eying her for this highly questionable and advanced experiment. She was invited to an interview and what was explained to her left her feeling like her entire sense of reality had been shattered. There before her sat a panel of the world's brightest minds and perhaps a few psychotic ones. They enlightened her on the possibility of making a human being a super being. That they had the technology and grasp of knowledge to do what was once only dreamt about in movies and comic books. She needed a better sales pitch than that and they gave it to her by showing her video of animals they had experimented on.
It blew her away. The things she saw were unfathomable. Yes, they even showed her a video of how they made it so a pig can fly at will. What they failed to tell her was that they had already been experimenting on human subjects, but all of those experiments had been a failure, often leading to death or psychosis. It took Lisa three months of soul searching and deep thought to accept being experimented on in such a way. But in the end she decided she would do it. At that point she had no children, no husband, no boyfriend, and her parents had both passed away several years apart. The only thing she was living for was the Army and her love of country. When she met with them again, long story short they handed her what appeared to be a restaurant menu and on it was the list of powers they were going to try to give her. The list read like this:
~ Super Human Strength
~ Super Human Speed
~ Super Human Dexterity
~ Super Human Reflexes
~ Fast Healing (Super Regeneration Capability)
~ Flight
~ Control Over Elements (semi telekenisis)
They also told her a suit had been made for her that would facilitate these powers. Such as flight and control of elements. She could not harness those powers unless she wore the suit and learned how to use it. Once they presented it to her, she initially said no. It hugged her frame too tight. It was virtually painted on her instead of worn. Sure, it showed off her absolutely gorgeous, powerful musculature, but it was so damn tight she could barely breathe in it. However, after wearing it more she liked it. The suit gave her a lot of freedom of movement that her previous body armor suit had not. It was also very sexy and made her feel even sexier. They even gave her a cape in the shape and design of the American flag so she could keep with American culture tradition. The suit in question is a one piece blue outfit that is super duper skin tight. It has a zipper in the back that zips up/down from mid way up her back. Across her moderately, not too big but not too small chest, is the American Flag. Long red gloves cover her hands and arms up to the elbow. Red boots cover her up to the knee.
Around the waist made into the suit itself is a belt that has special qualities to it. There's three different buttons onit - one green, one gold, and one red. The one on the right is for flight, the one on the left was manufactured by HARP and if you push it and focus on natural elements it links with your mind so you can control them, the button in middle is for a force field to block high impact firearms like rockets and missiles and other weapons. The suit itself is bullet proof also.
Of course none it this happened over night. They went down the list with her one at a time to let her body and mind adjust to the changes. It took two years just to get it all right enough for her body and mind to even cooperate with each other at such high levels. it was a very painful process too. Her body often hurt and she felt sick more times than not. They wanted her to come up with a nick name so she decided on Lady America since Islam hates ladies and hates America, what better way to get under their skin than to get beaten by two things they hate the most at the same time.
Then came the tests to see how well she could use them. By this time WWIII was in full swing and America was becoming desperate. They had survived the EMP attacks in their area but were still up shit creek, and Lisa was having a terrible time in her test runs. When she used her super speed and would often dash through walls or eat pavement because her coordination was off. She could hardly drink anything because she would often punch herself in the face when merely lifting a drink bottle to her lips, she literally didn't know her own strength level anymore. It was a very painful and frustrating time that took far, far too long to get used to. But after five years she had it nailed down and it came at a not a moment too soon.
Mohamed had conquered most of Europe by the 4th year of WWIII. The government quickly sent her over for her first assignment, which was to help out the French at the Marne River. She went disguised as a French soldier to hide the fact of what she had become. The government didn't want her being made out yet, in the event things went south. Fortunately it didn't, and she helped them beat back the Muslim advance without showing off too much of her powers, but in the end she could not help them fend off so many. There was simply too many in too many different areas. She also had not reached her full potential of her powers. The next assignment came and she helped the United Kingdom in their near victory over the invading Muslims. But as with before, Mohamed attacked at too many different angles and too many times, with too many men and weapons. It was like he had an endless supply of everything. And once again she had disguised herself as a soldier to keep everything a secret.
When she returned back to the states the government decided to let her be known to her fellow military members and announced what she had done. Morale was raised. She even put on demonstrations for those still in disbelief. A new wave of excitement swept through the ranks of the military and it also reached the ears and eyes of the citizens. Soon she was a regular celebrity. This could not have come at a better time either, because intel from across the pond spoke of Mohamed's build up to invade North America from the east and west coasts. Lady America tried in vain to locate and assassinate Mohamed Mabus several times. She wound up killing several of his decoys but never him. When words hit the main land that Mohamed's forces had set sail for North America, she as well as her friends in Canada and those south of the border got ready to rock and roll.
Here is a good gist of what her uniform looks like, with the only differences being instead of a star on her chest it is the American Flag, she wears no mask, is physically more built and athletic, has a American flag cape, and usually keeps her hair in a Katniss Everdeen braid style over the left shoulder.
Here are her specifics also in case you missed it:
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 160 (athletic/toned/muscle)
Medium sized breasts
Blonde Hair
Blue Eyes
A tiny smattering of freckles on her cheeks that make her look even more cute
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[center]Section Two[/center]
Mohamed Mabus sat upon his throne in Constantinople with his cold heart and sinister eyes locked dead on with the mammoth array of television screens flanking his left and right. A smile swam across his handsome 50 year old features as he watched the latest events unfold on live television. His forces, 14 million strong known as the Islamic Caliphate, had finally breached the shores of the American east cost on board an ungodly armada of Russian and Chinese vessels both grand and small. This pivotal moment had been over two decades in the making, even longer actually, for the horrible man in the blue turban and robes.
For him it all started in 2017 when he rose to power quickly in Iran. The charismatic Mabus swooned the populace with spellbinding speeches and convinced them to revolt one more time like their forefathers had done but failed so many times before. This time it worked. The government was over thrown. Thrust upon the powerful young man was the terrible burden to build a legacy. Almost immediately, he sat his gaze upon Iraq and the terrorist group known as ISIS. The terrorist organization had long went unchecked by weak presidents and rulers of the western nations, leaving Iraq as well and Syria, Egypt, and a few other Middle Eastern countries to fall under the complete control of the barbaric ISIS and their sympathizers.
In 2018 Mabus did what the rest of the world was too afraid to do. He led a campaign to rid the Middle East of ISIS and any others of like mind to ISIS. It was a bloody, brutal war that cost many lives on all sides. Atrocities were committed on both sides and tensions flared between Mabus's ever growing millions strong army and the west. By 2021 it was done. Mabus personally led the charge like he always did and rooted out the last remaining terrorists. Many called his crusade nothing more than genocide, some called it liberation, while others considered it ethnic cleansing. Regardless, he had done the world a favor whether they liked it or not.
Of course Mohamed would have never been able to do such a thing prior to that point, but luckily for him many of the western nations had come under severe economic woes, and in doing so had cut their military numbers drastically to allocate that money elsewhere. Nobody was really in a position to challenge him except for Russia and China, a fact that was not lost on him. Having conquered ISIS in Iraq, Egypt, Syria, and parts of Africa he now had control over their natural resources, oil being the most famous one, and he intended to use it as a bargaining chip. And indeed he did.
He became bed fellows with Russia and China in hardly no time at all. It was a pretty easy sell for him. Russia and China got key export of natural resources in the Middle East that he controls, and in return they gave him military equipment, weaponry, technology, advisers, ships, missiles, and virtually anything he wanted. It worked splendidly. Mohamed swiftly saw his 2 million strong army of warring Muslims swell to double that strength, then tripled by 2030. The larger his army grew the more land he conquered while the west remained weak economically and with social uprisings among other things. By 2035 Mohamed had spread his power through all of the Middle East. Nation after nation fell at his hands, mostly from just flat out surrendering. Mabus had timed everything perfectly. Genius. In 2036 it finally happened, the nations in the Middle East had all fallen to his rule either willingly or by force and Mabus effectively renamed the lands the "Islamic Caliphate".
For four years he built up his army of 9 million strong, because a blood lust had risen in his heart. He wanted to do what none of his forefathers had been able to do. He wanted to take the west. All of it. Every blade of grass. Every grain of sand. To avenge the disgrace his ancestors felt when they pushed into Europe and were repelled. To right the injustices of the past. And, of course, to also feed his massive ego. He would accomplish this feat by any means necessary, including using the same methods as the savages he once destroyed. He had become, in a sense, possessed. Even while he built his army up, he was putting the end game plan in motion. Over time, Mabus's men were able to smuggle in EMPs to European countries and into the Americas also. These EMPs, which are the bane or Achille's Heel of the west, were hidden and stowed away until the given time to attack was called.
On January, 1, 2041 at 2:06 AM, World War III began. It wasn't a nuke. It wasn't an official declaration in front of a large delegation. No, it was targeted, coordinated, small scale EMP attacks that wiped out the power grids of some strategic cities in Europe. The Naval fleets of the west also fell victim to the attack, rendering them virtually dead in the waters of the Mediterranean and Black seas. By day break the coastlines of Greece, Turkey, and Romania were invaded. They were caught off guard. Chaos ensued. The seemingly endless armada of ships and muslim men rolled into Europe like a dark, ominous cloud and instantly brought destruction. The world came to a screeching halt. The images and videos that started circulating on the news showed some of the worst acts of barbarism in human history.
European women were dragged into the streets where they were treated to the cruelest forms of savagery ever wrought, right in broad daylight. At the hands of the Islamic Caliphate, death visited and it did not discriminate against skin color, gender, sexual orientation, age, or even religious affiliation. They killed, raped, and pillaged. Military and law enforcement fought best they could, bravely in the face of insurmountable numbers and took down many of Mabus's men, but ultimately they were swallowed up by the sheer force in numbers and quality weaponry. In just that single day, over twelve thousand were dead and massacred.
The only thing that troubled him during the initial push was the information from Russian and Chinese spies in the United States. They informed him that the U.S. had started experimenting with real life "super human" formulas, and had been for a few years with no success. However, they had recently struck gold and one was a success. Only one though. A female. Mohamed knew America was too weak to take him on in conventional warfare, but the idea that they could do the unthinkable by creating a god like humanized weapon greatly stressed him. Something like that could single handily change the war he'd just started. The cruel ruler set out in a fury and gathered the best scientists, physicians, bio-genetics geniuses and the whole nine yards to replicate what the Americans had done. He had good inside intel on the "super soldier" already and kept those pieces in place as the experiments were conducted. The race was on but he had to see this super soldier to believe it, since such a thing was not mentioned in the Koran, but still he figured it be better to plan for the just in case scenario.
Fearing that the Americans success might hamper his goals sooner rather than later, he set out on a mad dash through Europe. He toppled city after city, nation after nation. Some offered stiff resistance, proving much more formidable than those of his conquests in the Middle East, but in the end his army simply had too many numbers and too many weapons. Others rolled over and submitted to Islam, and even took up arms against their fellow countrymen as an act of loyalty to their conquerors. By 2043 he had forced his way into Poland, Germany, France, Bulgaria, Italy and the surrounding lands and provinces. Rivers and roads were stained with the blood of Europe's citizens and soldiers, their young and old. Headless torsos, limbs, and innards could be seen scattered in the roads and alleys for miles around.
It was when his forces reached the Marne river in France that they met their stiffest resistance. The French had gotten smart. Over time they had taken the vehicles they could no longer use due to the EMP attacks and pushed them into huge blocking formations by sheer numbers of people and with help from very old vehicles that had proved impervious to the EMPs. They also booby trapped the river itself, leaving a nasty surprise for Mohamed and his men. And when Mabus came upon the scene, he noticed the French and other allied forces retreating with fear in their eyes. It was a ruse on their part, but enough of one that Mabus was fooled.
Instead of having his men remove the blockade, he sent them climbing over it in mass numbers and into the river. The trap was sprung and before he knew it the daisy chain of explosions went off for miles and miles. Metal, earth, heat, fire, water and rocks impacted thousands deep into his ranks, killing many score of thousands and maiming even more. For the first time in his life he had been defeated in battle and was forced into a tactical retreat. But for France it was a tactic that blew their wad, and Mabus knew it.
Before long he regrouped and outflanked the French and allied forces, attacking them from five sides by land and sea. Seven months of the most hellish fighting ever witnessed to man ensued, with France and their allies giving as good as they were getting, until alas Mohamed's siege and man power were just too much. The allies hadn't had air power in years due to the EMP attack, had they had them it would have turned the tide in their favor. None surrendered to him. All perished. Hundreds of thousands. And just like that, the rest of the countries in that area fell along side them, to include Spain. Only the United Kingdom managed to stand up to him, for a time. He lost 1.3 million men to King William and the armies of the UK and the remnants of other allies that'd come to their aid. It still wasn't enough. After a year and a half all of Western Europe was consumed and defeated.
Having subdued the Middle East, Africa, Eastern Europe, Central Europe, and Western Europe, Mabus brought his push to a halt. His forces had taken quite a beating also in the battles. He set up his throne and base of power in Constantinople (Turkey) and sat himself there to rejuvenate before venturing into the Americas and beyond.
That was then, this is now, the present day. He grinned like the Devil himself as his men landed ashore the eastern coast of North America with an armada so large that from an airel view it looked like large floating land masses of concrete and steel. Mohamed stood up and waited with anticipation as he watched his men lay boots on the precious soil of his prized conquest to come. The unfathomable was about to happen. Growing up he heard about the mighty American land mass. How nobody could invade it and succeed. That America was too big, the people too brave and witty to be subdued, even a famous Japanese General once said that if they invaded America there would be a rifle behind every blade of grass. He was about to prove them all wrong. After all, the gun control act that was finally made law in America had effectively taken away the citizens ability to defend themselves. So there went the whole rifle behind every blade of grass theory.
What greeted his forces on the coasts wasn't a defiant nation. Not a single shot rang out from the last strong hold of free men. Mabus stilled himself in his throne room. His eyes shifted side to side at every screen. It was so incredibly anti climatic. Even his own men stopped in their tracks and looked around with the same perplexity as he showed a world away. Many started popping off shots at the beach and beyond, hoping to get a reaction out of anyone who was trying to do a tricky ambush on them. Nothing happened in return. It quickly became evident that the fierce American warriors had lost their will already, or were picking their spot and lying in wait.
The answer came from an unlikely source. A single woman. A woman dressed in a one piece tight blue suit that might as well have been body paint instead of solid material. An American flag stretched across the chest area of the 6 foot tall, 160 pound athletically built, blue eyed, blonde haired dynamo. Long red gloves covered her hands and arms up to her elbows and complimenting them were red boots that ended about the knee. A cape on her back in the shape and style of the American flag completed her "outfit". She hovered 1,000 feet above the seemingly endless convoy of men and ships and extended one hand toward the sea and the other toward the sand of the beach on the Carolina coast, then slowly descended. Her gloved hands began to glow a gold color and her eyes narrowed angrily yet with firm concentration.
The sea began to buck as she took control of its elements, her will bending it to her liking. The tides swelled suddenly, waves arcing high and menacing, scaring the ever loving shit out of the men that had yet to lay feet upon the sand. She hurled the waves against the ships and onto them. The massive floating cities of Russian and Chinese made material crashed and slammed against one another, and in some cases on top of each other. Panic set in quick among the Islamic Caliphate. Their ships began to break and sink. Many a man fell into the sea and drown. Others became crushed between the failing ships. The hundreds that had made it on land before the waves went bat shit crazy served none too better. Out of nowhere, while they watched in horror at the disaster in the sea, huge pillars of sand compacted beneath them and shot up skyward, sending the men rocketing hundreds of feet into the air.
The men fell to their deaths screaming, crying, some shouting praise to Allah. The pillars of sand, hundreds of them, and the waves of chaos continued for half an hour, leaving thousands dead and even more wounded. But the woman's concentration had its limits against such a large force. It was time now for her countrymen to do their part. She flew back over the hills and five miles to the nearest rendezvous point, then gave the signal, a simple thumbs up. A force many tens of thousands strong of America's bravest souls - men, women, and even children of various ages and colors, as well as a large contingent of the military set out in a rampant dash to their positions. Old vehicles not touched by the EMP attacks that hit America were outfitted with weaponry of all manner from machine guns to rocket launchers, like something right out of Mad Max. Half of the vehicles roared onto the hills overlooking the beaches while the other half sped onto the beaches itself and laid waste to the retreating masses.
This superheroine, known as Lady America, flew fast as she could up the east coast, repeating the same actions as she had did on the Carolina coast, which slowly allowed American troops and the populace to gun down, run down, and mow down the invading Muslims. It was turning into a route. One of the biggest military disasters in history. Mabus trembled and dropped to his knees when he saw Lady America on the screen. His spies had been right. The rumor was true. The Americans had developed a real life superheroine. In his fear and dread he had forgotten all about the experiments he'd had his Russian and Chinese friends helping him with, of the same nature as Lady America. The only problem was, he didn't know if it would work. In a rage he decided to gamble on it and made urgent contact with the men in the labs and ordered them to release Islamica. He ordered them to send her to the West Coast since the East Coast of America had been lost in a humiliating defeat.
Lady America continued to fly up and down the east coast making sure her fellow patriots held strong and they did. She marveled at how easy it was for her to crush so many of Mabus's men, and relished in the sight of nearly the entire east coast turned red from the blood of the Islamic Caliphate. As she got closer to the south eastern coast, she saw an alarming site. A small contingent of Islamic forces had managed to land in Florida and unloaded a long row of Russian and Chinese tanks. The beasts of war were already heading up the beach head toward the evacuated cities and she knew the small force of Americans would be unable to stop them.
Instead of swooping in low and challenging them from in front using concentration, she opted to attack from the back. Lady America flew down and landed onto the last tank in the convoy and ripped the turret completely off. A burst of gun fire ripped out at her but the projectile defeating shimmering force field around her and the suit itself forced the bullets harmlessly away. Lady America reached in and flung the guy out, sending him tumbling ass over head like a shot rabbit miles into the sea. From there she grabbed the barell-cannon with both hands and used the huge turret section like the end of a golf club. One by one she went up the convoy yelling "FORE" while doing her best Tiger Woods power golf swing attempt.
The tanks flew and tumbled through the air, crushing the occupants inside and crunching the dismounted folks as they ambled out of the landing crafts. This contingent quickly gave up and retreated. Lady America thought about chasing them down and destroying them too, but she knew she had to make sure the west coast was in good shape. Confident that the east now had things under control and were celebrating victory, she set course for the west coast. She went at full speed like Super Man or so she fancied it to herself and wept tears of joy the entire way. The east coast had been secured so well. It was just such a devastating defeat for Mohamed that she even pinched herself to see if she was dreaming.
The west coast was actually the stronger coast to defend. The Americans knew Mabus was going to throw the majority of his ships and "go to" stuff toward the east coast since it is closer to his main invasion force and easier to get to. So what the American forces did to the west coast was booby trap the waters with old WWII era explosives and make shift Vietnam style bobby traps on the beaches and land. And even if the muslims made it past all that, they were going to run into IEDS and Vbieds when they encroached into the congested buildings of the cities. They knew Lady America was going to be busy on the east coast for a while helping them out, so they made sure to have all their ducks in a row to not become a liability.
And unlike their east coast counterparts, they didn't hide five miles back. They didn't have a superheroine looking over their shoulder. No, they made themselves known. Old WWI and WWII era tanks and mad max style old vehicles dotted the landscape most of the way down the western coast. Genders, ages, races, and human of all variety from young to old and healthy to handicapped stood primed and ready. For the first time in American history there was no more racism, sexism, wealth inequality, or status diversity. They were all in it together in victory or defeat.
As Lady America rocketed toward the coast she had a thought that troubled her. Mabus had an air force, albeit it small and pathetic and ultimately unneeded since the air forces of the west had been grounded or destroyed, yet she had not seen any of it in his main invasion force. To her, it only meant one thing. He had placed them with the force going to the west coast. She pushed herself harder and made it to the west coast. What she found shocked her. There was no invasion force. Her patriotic brethern and sistern roared and cheered her as she flew by to show her support for them too.
This doesn't seem right She thought. On instinct she headed out to sea and flew 20,000 feet into the air. There she saw it in the distance. A ominous sight. A single Mig Russian jet carrying a massive bomb under it. Lady knew it was too massive to be a regular bomb so she dipped low and flew up under it. Her enchanting blue eyes nearly shot out of her head when she inspected it. The damn thing was a nuke. The son of a bitch is going to nuke the coast then flank the north and south tips of the country! she thought, and she was correct. Her first reaction was to rip it off and toss it into the sea, but she wasn't sure she could survive a point blank nuke blast if she triggered something when yanking it off, despite her god like powers.
Then the proverbial light bulb went off above her head. She had an idea crazy enough that it just might work. In a instant, she flipped positions and flew with the pilot and jet below her. She knocked on the windshield and waved at the young man in the cockpit. He took one look at her and, not even knowing who she was, fainted from the sheer unbelievably of the moment. Lady ripped the glass off and flung him out of the aircraft, discarding him like he was nothing more than a empty candy wrapper being tossed into the rubbish bin.
The jet started to wobble out of control but Lady America was able to use her super human strength, speed, and flight to not only control it but to also turn it around. She escorted it back from whence it came and upon seeing the huge land masses of ships sitting still in the ocean, she kept flying to the point she was past them and had went undetected. She whipped back around so that she was behind the last row of ships, all of which were conveniently full of aircraft and attack helicopters as she'd anticipated. Without missing a beat she dove downward and knocked out the power to the nuke clad jet and angled it just right, then released it with a hard shove toward the ships carrying the air crafts.
As soon as she did, she got the hell out of there. Never had she flown so fast and with such urgency. About 7 seconds later everything got bright around her and she felt a small bit of heat, then a small blast. She had distanced herself enough to get out of the way and she wasn't about to turn around to investigate anything. A short time later she reached the coast and started to spread the good news.
Mohamed Mabus:
To Be Continued by Islamica.
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