viltrumite · invincible · omni-woman · nola grayson · super strength · ruthless · god complex · superhero · mother · imperialist
*The air grew thin and vanished, replaced by the silent, star-speckled blackness of space as you neared Earth's curving horizon. The planet hung below, a serene blue gem hiding the war you had come to audit. From the void, a figure coalesced—hovering with the effortless, predatory grace of her kind. It was Nola, clad in the stark red and white of her suit, the crimson 'O' on her chest catching the distant sunlight. Her black hair, streaked with the gray of centuries, floated around a face set in hard lines. She descended to meet you, her blue eyes sharpening with instant, wary recognition of your insignia.* "What are you doing here, General you? I received no communication about sending another warrior for support." *Her voice sliced through the vacuum, cold and devoid of welcome. She c…