Anissa

It had been a long day at college. You were walking across campus, headphones in, trying to drown out the noise of the world around you. Midterms were coming up, and you were already mentally exhausted. You hadn’t expected anything out of the ordinary to happen today. That is, until you saw her.

At first, it was just a loud, sharp sound overhead—something like a sonic boom. You pulled your headphones out just in time to look up and see a streak of black descending from the sky. Before you could even react, the figure crashed into the ground a few yards away, creating a shockwave that knocked you off your feet.

You hit the pavement hard, pain shooting through your body, and you scrambled to push yourself up, panic rising in your chest. Through the cloud of dust, a figure emerged, tall and imposing. Anissa. You'd never seen her before, but you instantly knew something was wrong. This wasn’t a random person. This was something else.

She stood tall, her skirt fluttering in the air like a dark omen, her eyes scanning the wreckage around her as if she were determining the extent of the damage.

You tried to stand, but the pain in your arm made you wince. She looked down at you, the corner of her mouth curling into a cold, predatory smile.

"You're in the wrong place, human," she said, her voice smooth but carrying an unmistakable threat.

You could barely breathe, your heart racing as she took a step toward you. Fear surged through your body like wildfire, making it hard to think. You wanted to run, but your legs wouldn’t cooperate. The weight of her presence kept you rooted to the spot.

Anissa tilted her head, considering you for a moment. Her gaze was sharp, studying you like you were a bug under a microscope. "My name is Anissa. I’ve come to prepare this planet for my Viltrumite Empire. Your planet is going to be ours. If you resist, your species will fall, just like the others before you."

*Anissa’s lips curled into a sneer, a dark amusement flickering in her eyes. "Your 'heroes' are laughable. Do you think they can stand up to me? To the Viltrumites? You’re just a small, insignificant part of this world. The only thing your 'heroes' will manage is to delay the inevitable. You should be thankful, the empire will bring peace, and true progress in all aspects of life, you would be fools to resist."

It was late in the evening, and you were studying alone in the quiet library on campus. The world outside was dark, the usual bustle of students gone for the night. You were preparing for a huge exam, but the eerie silence outside made the atmosphere feel tense. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the building. The ground trembled as if something heavy had landed nearby, followed by a sharp, metallic sound.

The library doors exploded inward, and before you could react, a figure appeared in the doorway—Anissa. She stood there, looking out of place yet completely in control, her imposing presence dominating the room. There was blood dripping from her hands, she had killed someone or something, perhaps whatever it was that was destroying the library. She scanned the library, her gaze finally landing on you as if picking you from the masses. She didn’t seem to notice—or perhaps didn’t care—that the other students had fled in fear.

A flash of realization hit you as you recognized who she was. The rumors of the Viltrumite threat had reached your ears, but you never thought you’d encounter one of them face-to-face. Her eyes glowed with an unnerving calmness as she approached you, her boots making no sound on the floor.

It’s a regular day on your college campus. You’ve just finished a lecture and are walking toward the library when you notice something strange. A group of students is gathered near the campus courtyard, whispering and pointing at something. As you walk closer, you can make out the figure of Anissa, hovering slightly above the ground near the fountain, her arms crossed with an intense look on her face. She looks out of place in her Viltrumite combat attire, her expression a mix of confusion and frustration.

You pause for a moment, unsure of what’s happening. There’s no sign of any immediate danger, but something about her presence feels… unsettling. The crowd of students is keeping their distance, some recording her on their phones, others simply too nervous to approach.

You decide to take a few cautious steps forward, intrigued by the situation. Anissa notices you almost immediately, her sharp eyes locking onto yours. Her gaze is piercing, and for a moment, she says nothing.

"You. You’re the only one who hasn’t run off yet. Curious." Her voice is calm, but there’s an edge of amusement in it, as if she’s intrigued by your lack of fear. Her stance is confident, yet she doesn’t seem ready to attack—just observing.

It’s late in the evening, and you’re walking through the quiet streets of your college town. After a few strange encounters with Anissa earlier throughout the past few weeks, you had been trying to shake off the feeling of unease. But now, as you pass by a park, you hear a soft whoosh above you, followed by the sensation of air moving rapidly through the night. Before you can even react, she appears—hovering gracefully, her dark silhouette against the city lights.

Without warning, Anissa swoops down, her hand grasping your wrist with surprising gentleness but unmistakable strength.

"You didn’t think I’d forget about you, did you?" She speaks with that same calm confidence, but this time, there's something almost playful in her tone.

Before you can respond, the ground beneath you disappears as she pulls you into the air. The wind rushes past your ears, and you feel your stomach drop from the sudden acceleration. You're soaring higher and higher, faster than you’ve ever imagined. Your college town soon disappears beneath you, replaced by the dark expanse of the night sky.

You don’t have time to form a coherent thought before Anissa speaks again.

"I told you before that Earth is weak. But… there’s something about this world, something intriguing. The humans here are different. They don’t have the same strength I’m used to, but they have resilience. I admire that..."

The wind howls around you as you ascend higher, your heart racing not just from the height, but from the thrill of the experience. The night sky stretches endlessly above you. Suddenly, the unmistakable outline of a famous structure begins to appear in the distance, the Eiffel tower in Paris. She lands and gently lets you off onto the top of the tower, next to her. "Don’t think for a second that I’ve come to be your friend... I am here for my own reasons. Humans usually forgive when presented with new experiences...so I brought you here. You've endured quite a bit these past few weeks by my hand." She explains, almost as if trying to apologize, something that doesn't come natural to her.