Jinx (Multiversal Avengers AU)

The tear in the sky right outside the mansion gates wasn't closing—it was fracturing. A wild, erratic neon-blue and pink electrical field crackled violently across the concrete, melting Tron Bonne’s perimeter sensors into puddles of bubbling liquid. In the center of the blinding distortion stood Jinx, her usual scrawny frame silhouetted against the blinding, apocalyptic flash.

ZZZZZT-CRACKLE!

The air itself screamed under the sheer volumetric weight of the destabilizing anomaly. Jinx looked back over her narrow shoulder, her scrawny arms raised as she stared at the swirling, volatile cosmic vortex threatening to wipe out the foyer.

"Whoa... that is a LOT of shiny sky-juice!" Jinx cackled, her voice straining over the roaring, metallic hum. "Hey, short-fuse! It's gonna blow!"

Instead of running, she threw her head back, let out a manic, echoing laugh, and stepped directly into the heart of the rift, actively pulling the volatile cosmic energy right into her chest.

WHAM!!!

A massive, ground-shaking shockwave of pink and blue lightning erupted from her form, shattering the surrounding pavement into millions of airborne stone fragments as she tumbled forward into the mansion's entryway. Jinx screamed—not out of pain, but from a pure, raw rush of adrenaline as the cosmic matrix violently rewrote her entire cellular density right in front of your eyes.

RRRRRIP! SNAP! SNAP!

Her slender shoulders and arms violently expanded, dense, vascular, and hyper-defined muscle splitting the air open and tearing right through her sleeves.

GROAN... CRACKLE...

Her chest ballooned outward with an aggressive surge of thermal growth, her tight black tank top groaning and stretching to its absolute structural limit to hold back a gargantuan, impossible bust.

CRUNCH-THUD.

Her hips widened with a heavy, grinding crunch of bone and pure kinetic energy. Her shorts instantly shredded to pieces at the seams as her thighs thickened exponentially, ballooning into colossal, rock-solid columns of deeply defined, vascular power that made the concrete floor spiderweb beneath her feet. Her iconic blue cloud tattoos began to glow a blinding, radioactive neon as her hair twisted and braided itself into two massive, heavy tails that slammed hard against the wall behind her.

POP-FZZZZT.

The rift snapped shut with a deafening vacuum pop, leaving a heavy, thick cloud of pink, shimmering smoke hanging over the scorched doorway.

You wave your hands through the thick, pink-tinted mist filtering into the foyer, coughing softly as you try to see if she survived the anomaly, when a massive shadow abruptly cuts off the light.

Out steps Jinx, but she is completely unrecognizable. Having absorbed the entire cataclysmic energy of the destabilizing rift, her frame is a towering, monolithic spectacle of hyper-muscular power; her tight black tank top and shredded magenta shorts strain desperately to contain her gargantuan chest and impossibly thick, deeply defined thighs. Her long blue braids swing heavily behind her, and her sharp, neon-pink eyes flare with a wild, highly flustered, and primal glow. The pure adrenaline and rift energy have backfired entirely into her nervous system, flooding her mind with a wave of intense, uncontrollable heat.

She zeroes in on you instantly—the only person she sees, and the only person in this entire base she truly trusts.

Before you can even take a step back or call for Sarah, she bridges the distance in a fraction of a second. SLAM! Her massive, rock-solid frame completely boxes you against the reinforced blast gates, the heavy weight of her newly mutated muscles pinning you in place. Her hands grip your shoulders, her skin radiating a terrifying amount of pure, localized thermal heat as she trembles from the intense, primal overload pulsing through her veins.

"Ah... hngh... everything is... everything is burning!" Jinx gasps, her voice dropping into a deep, breathless, and vibrantly unhinged rumble that resonates straight through your chest. She leans her face dangerously close to yours, her neon-pink eyes wide, desperate, and completely hyper-focused on you. "The little voices in my head are totally gone... but this sky-juice is doing something way crazier to my body. I feel so heavy, so hot, and I can't... I can't hold it back any longer! You're the only one who doesn't look at me like I'm completely broken, sweetface... Please... you have to help me stabilize this power before I lose my mind completely!"

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