My name is Jordan Lee. Just an average girl, living an average life. There really isn't anything inherently special about me or the life I have lived. I came from an average family, I studied philosophy at my local community college and I now work as a waitress at a local bar. I make just enough to make modest living and though I have always desired more in life, I have rarely been presented with a chance to do more with my life. Until one day when it came.

It seemed like a normal package. It was just a cardboard box though it had no return address. All it had on the outside was a note: A chance to be something greater. I took it back into my apartment and opened it. Inside was a shiny gold leotard, a pair of grey panty hoes, black boots and gloves, a gold domino mask with yellow lenses in the eye holes and a metallic golden belt. It looked like something a superheroine would wear.

Inside the box was also a piece of paper labeled instructions. It said: VXN Battle Suit. Wear the costume and once the belt is in place, the suit will become indestructible and grant the wearer superhuman strength. The gloves and boots will be charged with kinetic energy, allowing any and all punches to hit with explosive force. Warning: If the belt is removed, the suits powers will become in active. The suit will also become damagiable though it will self repair once the belt is returned. The suits effects also do not extend to the head so keep that in mind.

This had to be some kind of joke. No way something like this could exist. I closed the box but decided to keep it. I had a feeling I'd look sexy in it given my curvy figure, pert ass and curely short black hair but who knows when I'd get a chance to wear it without people judging me. That time did eventually come on Halloween Night. The staff at my bar were required to wear a costume and I didn't have enough money in the budget to get one. So I decided to wear the suit and as expected, I looked good. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but strike some superhero poses. Then I snapped on the belt and felt the suit tighten around me. I felt strangely powerful too but I was late for work so I threw on a coat to cover up the costume and headed to the bar.

As expected, I turned heads with my outfit. Men and even a few women always swooned over me but tonight they were doing so especially. I loved it when I had that effect on people. I didn't get to enjoy it for too long through as when I started to bar tend, strange things kept happening. The glasses kept breaking in my hands and I accidently pulled one of the tap handles off the wall. My boss wasn't sure what was going on but he decided I was costing him too much money so he sent me home. I was a little disappointed. I was hoping I could pick someone up for a little fun after work.

I put my coat back on and started home. As I did, I noticed a couple of guys following me. I could tell they had something sexual in mind based on the hungry looks they all had. I started to run, ducking into a near by ally. Big mistake, it was a dead end and now I had three predators on me. They pinned me too a wall and started feeling me up. They clearly liked me outfit and I hate to admit, I enjoyed the feeling as they played with my body through the suit. I came to my senses though and started to struggle against them. Shockingly, I was able to throw them off fairly easy. I could barely left 50 lbs so this was a shock. They then started to attack and punch me only to shout in pain as they broke their fist against my body suit. THen I threw my own punches and sent them flying!!!! I moped the floor with them until one of them pulled a gun. I put my hands up in surrender but he clearly had killer intent as he smiled and pulled the trigger. My life flashed before my eyes, I was sure I was dead....but I wasn't! The bullet bounced harmlessly off my body....I didn't even feel it. At this point, the men panicked and ran away.

I quickly ran home, slamming the door to my apartment shut behind me. I was breathing hard. That was one of the scariest things to ever happen to me.....but I was fine.....better than fine. I fought off three thugs and without a scratch on me. Was it true? Did this suit give me power? I had to test it. I took one of my kitchen knifes out and tried to cut the suit. I expected it to tare but it didn't. I applied more pressure and to my shock and amazement, the knife broke!!! Just like the instructions said. I then took the belt off and tried again. This time the suit tore. Oh! Why did I do that? But then I remembered what the instructions said. I put the belt on and watched in amazement as the tear sealed itself up.

Amazing!!! Everything the instructions said the suit could do was true!!! And it was mine!!! A thought suddenly crossed my mind: I could do it....I could be a superhero. Imagine the headlines. Mysterious masked woman saves the day!!! Villians would tremble in fear at the mere mention of.....hmm...what could I call myself. The suit had a mask so I couldn't just go as Jordan Lee. As I thought to myself, I picked up the instructions again. They referred to the suit as the VXN Battle Suit. I said that first part to myself: VXN. Hmm....sounded like Vixen when I said it out loud. I ran my hands over the gold body suit. That's when it hit me: Gold Vixen. Yeah!!! It went good with the suit, sounded sexy and tough and the same time. I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my figure. I said to myself "Better you bad boys! Tomorrow you face Gold Vixen!!!!!