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In the beginning, when the rest of the eternals came down to Earth, (Y/N) felt useless with their power. Electricity flowed through her, although she didn’t have a name for it until years later.
Originally, her talents were offensive, but in a modern age she was so much more. She could stop the world’s inhabitants instantly by short-circuiting wires and subsequently freezing their currency, cutting their communications and their transports with a flick of her wrist. The world could be stopped in a matter of seconds and they didn’t even realise.
Phastos was the one who had suggested her powers could be used on such a broad spectrum, but not even he could predict the world’s reliance on their devices. Or even Kingo’s even.
He had been engrossed within his phone for the last hour. Something about one of his movies had popped up and he had been lost to the digital world, leaving (Y/N) behind.
“Hello?” (Y/N) said, snapping her fingers as she failed to get her husband’s attention. “Earth to Kingo??”
He only hummed, irritating (Y/N) further. With a quick glance for her, Kingo’s phone shut down and smoke came out of the charging port as the motherboard fried.
If only (Y/N) had her own phone to hand at the time to capture how Kingo’s face contorted from confusion to horror to absolute betrayal as he tried to work out what had happened.
“You broke my phone.” He winged, looking towards his wife, who was trying to keep a straight face at his reaction.
“You weren’t paying attention to me.”
“Yeah, because I was on my pho-“ he said, as he worked out why his phone had taken the blast of (Y/N)’s discontentment. “Oh. I see what you did there. You need to fix this.”
“No.”
“No? Because you want my attention?” Kingo moved towards the door, beckoning (Y//N) to follow before grabbing her hand and rushing out of the room.
(Y/N) smirked slightly as she finally got the attention she was after.