The Entity had been around since the dawn of time, it had seen so much, however, powers greater than itself had sealed it away. These powers believed that imprisoning it would keep out of mischief, however over the long millenniums the entity had grown bored. While it couldn’t escape its prison that didn’t mean it could have some fun.
The Entity had seven obsidian stones that it created long ago, each one of these stones could choose an individual corrupting them, and then that person only desire would be to use the stone to spread chaos and corruption, but where to send the stones? It pondered this for a while, and then the answer came to it. The Entity chuckled wickedly and the seven stones disappeared. “This should be amusing indeed,” it said. It would be so much fun to watch the corruption spread like a plague.
Captain Marvel A.K.A. Carol Danvers had a long day; she had just gotten back to the Alpha Flight space stations and was heading for her office. She sighed knowing that once she got to her office there would be a mountain of paperwork waiting for her on her desk. Carol hated paperwork she preferred to be where the action was, instead of sitting behind a desk. Maybe could put off doing it for few more day, or she could get convince Abigail Brand to do it instead of her.
Once Carol had stepped inside her office, she noticed a strange black stone that just big enough to hold in one hand. The stone started glowing pale green that was almost hypnotizing she couldn’t take her eyes off it. “Given in to corruption, corrupt other’s,” a strange voice whisper in her mind.
No! Her mind shouted, she was a hero, an Avenger. Carol knew she needed to get out of there but when she tried to back away she couldn’t move. “Given in your darkest desires,” the voice persisted. “Evil is good.” Carol shook her head “Get out my head” her tone both angry and defiant. “Corruption is a pleasure” the voice her head whispered. Carol gasped in surprise as a wave pleasure wash over her. “Corruption is a pleasure” the voice repeated over and over as it did the feeling kept growing stronger, her nipples started to harden.
Carol moaned “Yeesss,” it felt so good she didn’t want this feeling to stop. “Corruption is a pleasure,” she said her lips twisting into a wicked smile. She reached out and took the stone in her hand; the voice told her how to use the stone to corrupt and if she wished to control others. The whispering in her mind soon faded away,
Captain Marvel thought about who she was going to start with, the first person who came to mind was Rogue. Carol still remember what Rogue had done to her years again, this was a chance to pay her back in a way.
Then, there was Ms. Marvel the young hero had become a little too self-righteous lately, Carol thought she should have “talk” with the girl. After all what kind of role model would she be if didn’t set Ms. Marvel on the right path?