Zero Girl: A N'Yami Richards Fanfic
The rooftop was quiet. Far below, the lights of the Wakanda city stretched toward the horizon, thousands of little stars beneath the actual night sky. Solomon Reynolds stood at the edge of the Future Foundation building, his hands clenched.
The faint golden glow surrounding him had been growing brighter for several minutes. N'Yami Susan Richards watched from behind him. "Solomon?" "I'm fine." "You've said that six times." "I'm still fine." "No, you're doing the thing." Solomon glanced over his shoulder. "What thing?"
"The I'm absolutely fine even though I'm clearly carrying enough emotional baggage to fill this entire building thing."
He almost smiled. Almost. Then the glow around his body intensified. N'Yami's expression softened. "Your powers are hurting you again." Solomon looked down at his hands. "They're getting harder to control." "Then let me help." "I said I'm fine." "And I said you're not." He turned toward her. "N'Yami, you don't understand what this is." "Then explain it to me." "It's the Sentry's power. My father's power. The Void is connected to it. Every time I use it, I can feel everything inside me getting louder."
N'Yami stepped closer. "Then don't carry it alone." Solomon shook his head. "You can't take this from me." "I don't want to take it." She reached for his hand. "I want to share it." Solomon stared at her. "N'Yami..." "You've spent your whole life thinking that being strong means carrying everything yourself."
She smiled gently. "That's not strength, Solomon. That's loneliness." The golden aura around him flickered. N'Yami squeezed his hand. "Your father wanted to be a hero. You want to be a hero. But neither of you has to prove it by suffering alone." Solomon looked away. "What if something happens to you?" "Then we'll deal with it together." "What if you can't control it?" "Then you teach me." "What if I hurt you?" N'Yami's smile became smaller. "Then I'll trust you to stop me."
That answer silenced him. For a moment, neither spoke. Then Solomon slowly raised his free hand. "You really want this?" N'Yami nodded. "More than anything." Solomon closed his eyes. The golden light surrounding him began to move. It flowed from his body into the space between them, gathering around N'Yami like sunlight reflected on water.
N'Yami gasped. For an instant, she could feel everything. The immense strength. The impossible speed. The sensation of being able to reach beyond the limits of ordinary human existence. And beneath all of it...Solomon.
His memories.
His fears.
His determination.
His desperate desire to become something better than the circumstances that created him. N'Yami's eyes widened. "Oh." Solomon immediately became concerned. "What?" She smiled. "You're carrying way too much."
Then she pulled him into a hug. The golden light erupted around them. Solomon stumbled backward as the energy separated from him and wrapped itself around N'Yami. Her civilian clothes dissolved into brilliant streams of light, replaced by a sleek white-and-gold heroic uniform. A luminous emblem appeared across her chest: a stylized zero encircled by a radiant star.
Her hair lifted in the energy. Her eyes glowed golden. Then—
Silence.
N'Yami opened her eyes. She looked at her hands. She floated several inches above the rooftop. "...Whoa." Solomon stared. "N'Yami." She slowly turned in midair. "Solomon." "You can fly." "I can fly!" She shot upward. "AAAAAH!" Solomon immediately flew after her. N'Yami spun wildly through the air before finally stabilizing.
She looked down at the city. "I CAN SEE EVERYTHING!" "Don't look directly at the sun." "I'm not going to look directly at the sun!" "You were about to." "I was curious!" She descended beside him, grinning from ear to ear. Then she looked at the emblem on her chest. "Zero Girl."
Solomon raised an eyebrow. "Where did that come from?" She shrugged. "A little joke." "A joke about what?" "My dad." Solomon understood. Franklin Richards. Powerhouse. The man who had created their impossible universe. N'Yami smiled. "And because if you're going to give me enough power to accidentally punch a hole through reality, I think I deserve a dramatic name."
Solomon laughed. It was the first genuine laugh she'd heard from him in days. N'Yami smiled. "There's the guy I've been looking for." Suddenly, the golden aura around her began receding. The costume vanished. Her hair settled. Her feet touched the rooftop. She was herself again. Solomon blinked. "You changed back." "I think I can control it."
She concentrated. The golden light returned. Her civilian clothes transformed into the Zero Girl uniform in an instant. Then another thought crossed her mind. "Wait." She concentrated again. The costume vanished. Her normal clothes returned. She grinned. "So I can switch whenever I want." "Apparently." "That's incredibly convenient." "You're taking this remarkably well."
N'Yami looked at him. "Solomon, five minutes ago I thought you were going to tear yourself apart trying to carry all this power alone." She took his hand. "Now there's two of us." Solomon looked at her for a long moment. For the first time since escaping his universe, the enormous weight inside his chest seemed a little lighter. "You really aren't afraid?"
N'Yami shook her head. "No." She smiled. "I'm Zero Girl." Then she shot into the sky. "AND I'M STILL FIGURING OUT HOW FAST I CAN FLY!" Solomon sighed. "Please don't break the sound barrier over the city!" Her voice echoed from somewhere above. "NO PROMISES!" For the first time, Solomon smiled. He looked toward the sky. Maybe this was what being a hero was supposed to feel like. Not carrying the world alone. Sharing the weight.











