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Operation: Sunbeam

Part 1

Sneak Peek

"You can't hide from me Doctor Clover," Crimson shouted. The superhero was hot on the skink's heels. The genius doctor was using solar panels to condense light and make some sort of death ray. He had issued a warning to the country that if they didn't meet his demands that he would obliterate one major city at a time until the whole country was nothing but ash. Crimson made short work of the death ray, but he knew that Clover would be at it again if he didn't catch him.

Crimson's outfit was a typical suit with a trench coat and fedora. His red goggles though had various nobs and dials. He pressed a button as he turned to night vision, his eyes adjusting to the dark. He dialed back the release on his eyes, not needing to melt metal, but stun his target this time. He caught a glimpse of a pristine white lab coat fluttering in the distance. He pressed the button on the side of his goggles and the lenses flashed like the shutters on a camera. A quick beam of light shot out and snagged the skink by the tail, the paralyzing effects making him limp.

"Give up Clover," Crimson shouted as he ran after him. "You can't get out of this. The place is surrounded. The officer's outside have been given clearance to use deadly force. I'm your last chance to make it out alive."

"Fuck you Crimson Crud!" Clover shouted as he hobbled. He just needed to make it a little further. Then his real plan could be enacted.

Crimson rounded the corner and saw the little lizard, the snake with legs hobbling to get away. He pressed the trigger on his goggles again, another shot shooting out of his eyes, but Clover was ready this time. He held up a solar panel, using it as a shield. He deflected the ray and it fizzled out on some stray sheet metal.

Crimson scoffed and turned up the force on his goggles and shot again. The panel reflected the beam, but it was heating up rapidly. Crimson kept the pressure on as he continued to pursue the doctor. The lanky doctor cursed as the heat started to pierce through the panel, hobbling away as quickly as he could

"Just...just a little further," Clover huffed under his breath. The heat from the panel he was holding was starting to sear his hands. He held as long as he could before he tossed the panel backwards and leapt forward. The laser ran over his head and shot the wall at the end of the hall.

Clover flipped over to see his nemesis running down the hall towards him.

"I've got you now Doctor," Crimson shouted as he adjusted his goggles back to stun. Clover had only a second or two as the hero adjusted his lenses. The skink called upon his ancestral ability to explode with movement and scrambled up, his soft fingers clawing for a leaver on the wall.

A powerful shot smacked Clover's side, causing him to tense up as Crimson shot true.

"It's over," Crimson shouted, getting closer by the second.

"What is it you heroes say?" Clover smiled as he realized that blast caused him to tense up on the leaver he needed. "It's never too late." Clover collapsed, pulling the leaver down with him. Red lights blared and a duo of doors slammed shut. One in front of Crimson and the other behind.

It wasn't a hall, it was a chamber!

Finally, Clover had done it. He finally cornered his nemesis, Crimson Ray, the laser eye hero. The little guy shakily pulled himself up and started to trudge to the observation deck. Hamstrung as his body was, it took him a while to reach his destination, but nothing would keep him from his ultimate victory.

Clover flipped a switch and various monitors lit up showing his prisoner. Crimson was shooting a consistent stream of lasers at the door in his chamber, but no matter how hard he set the beam to, it would vanish as soon as it hit the panels.

In reality, it wasn't vanishing but being converted into energy.

"That's right, just keep dialing up the heat, it'll work eventually," Clover taunted into a mic, his voice being projected into Crimson's cell. The hero stopped blasting and looked about. The room looked like a giant dome made of mirrors, but those mirrors weren't reflecting anything.

"Release me this instant," Crimson shouted. "The authorities will be storming the complex soon enough and they'll get me out and shoot you on the spot. Just give up and you can get out of this alive."

"No Crimson," Clover chuckled. "I have you right where I want you." The skink flipped a switch and mechanical arms lashed out of the floor. Crimson pushed the trigger on his goggles and blasted, but they were covered in the same mirror panels. The arms gripped him and pinned him to the floor of the dome.

"Stop this, you're going to get yourself killed!" Crimson warned.

"No chance," Clover pressed a button and a new hall opened for him. He walked forward, limping as he did so. He stood above the chamber, the skink looking down at the fox. The panels shifted, their reflective surfaces becoming clear to show the skink was wearing dress pants and a button down under his coat. Crimson furrowed his brow as he noticed the skink wasn't as lean as he normally was. He looked like he'd been working out.

"You see, this machine is quite the marvel," Clover decided this was the best place to do his monologue. "What it does, is it creates a beam of pure power. It works with your DNA to evolve you in real time, finding the avenues your lineage could have taken, hidden in your genome. My species has always been small, evolving from creatures that needed to hide from predators." Clover clenched his fist, his arm shaking. "But I refuse to hide anymore. They all said my research was useless because the fossil fuel industries wouldn't allow it to get past production. They shut me down and destroyed my dream to make a brighter world. Well, now I don't care about this world. It's not worth saving, but I'll at least be able to give those OPEC assholes a piece of my god-damned mind before it all goes up in smoke."

"Clover, your dream can still be realized," Crimson tried to reason. "Your technology could be used for good. You have harnessed the power of the sun in ways that no one thought possible-"

"It wasn't enough!" Clover shouted. "It's never enough! This capitalist, elitist world demands infinite growth, but because they can't privatize the sun, they realized it would give power to the people and not keep them the sole owners of the world. So they rejected me and my ideas." Clover took a breath and calmed himself. "So now, let me show you what I have in store for this planet. Operation Sunbeam, Activate."

A whirling of activity could be heard before Clover's chamber filled with light. The skink spread his arms wide, sighing as the light tingled over his skin. Life returned to his limbs, the numbing sting of those paralyzing lasers fading away instantly. His frame twitched, his tail shuddered as his muscles flexed, becoming more pronounced, more sculpted. It was subtle, but Crimson watched as his nemesis swelled slightly. The light faded from the chamber and Clover gave a light huff.

"Fully healed and improved upon," Clover sighed, his blue eyes shimmering, his black scales and brown underbelly gleaming with new vitality. "Imagine the lives that could be improved. The diseases we could cure. Big pharma saw to this project being shut down before it even saw the light of day."

"You can still use this for good-"

"So you do understand that my technology has the potential to save this world. Yet you try and stick to your law and morality as though it makes you better.

Well, it doesn't! You're a lap dog for the worst criminals that work inside the law. They've rigged the game to ensure they never lose, and you're only helping them. Petty theft and crime are all insurable, and yet that's the thing you decide to target? The only thing you're doing is lining the pockets of the insurance companies that no longer have to pay out."

"Still, why waste all this time on yourself, this machine is-"

"Incomplete," Clover cut off Crimson again. "What you just saw was a full year of my solar panels pulling energy from the sun. That beam lasted less than five seconds." Clover grinned before snapping his fingers. One of the hands grabbed Crimson's goggles and ripped them off, the hat coming with them. He was a red fox, an unusually tall one at that.

"Stop! Give me my goggles!" Crimson shouted, squeezing his eyes shut.

"I guess I should say it _was_incomplete," Clover mused. "It was missing one very crucial element. A viable energy source."

A couple more robotic hands came out of the floor, this time they were holding eye hooks. The fox thrashed as he felt them try to hook under his eyelids, the special lining on his lids holding back his rays.

"Stop, I can't contain it without my goggles," Crimson shouted.

"I'm betting on that," Clover chuckled. "Do you have any idea how potent your eye beams are? I couldn't gather the amount of power in a lifetime with what your eyes put out in an hour."

"Stop, it can't be contained, you'll kill us both!"

"From what you've told me, I don't really have a choice at this point. So I either die from my machine unable to contain that power, or I die by firing squad. I'll take my chances with my own genius." Clover snapped his fingers again, the robotic hands moving more aggressively. The fox continued to struggle, but what the fox didn't know, is there was a resistance timer. That timer hit zero and the restraints electrocuted the fox. He screamed in agony before he went limp, the robotic hands gripping his head and keeping him pinned as another pair came with more lid hooks.

Clover waved his hand and a display screen showed up. Just from the small amount of time that Crimson was blasting earlier, the tanks reported several decades of energy stored. A dark grin played across the lizard's face as Crimson's eyelids were peeled back.

The blast from those eyes shook the building. The hooks had forced his eyes open, tears streaming down his face as those eyes let out torrents of rays. Red light roiled out of the fox's eyes, wide fans of beams raging against the machine.

Clover's chamber lit up automatically, the beam of light more like a laser itself as it shot up into Clover.

"Oh fuck, I feel it...it's so potent," Clover's body buzzed, glowing with an icy blue light. It was warm and cold at the same time. As though he were on a beach soaking up rays as lazy waves rolled up to hug him. His heart fluttered, pumping raw energy through him. "It...it never felt like this before. It's so fucking...mmnff! So fucking good," Clover's words were accented by the screams of the fox below. It was music to the little lizard's ears.

A pulse ran through Clover, his body expanding, his height inching upwards. On the molecular level, his DNA was being rewritten, devolving and evolving at the same time to find the best traits for the growing lizard. His tail reeled out, slapping the ground like a whip. His feet cracked and expanded, his four toes morphing as two fused together and cracked into a raptor talon. His dress pants grew tighter as his ass filled it out with sculpted power, his thighs swelling to make his thigh gap disappear, and his calves hardening and then expanding. His button down started to get tight in the shoulders as his frame swelled, his arms reeling out, the cuffs riding up his forearms. The collar started to dig into his neck, but he felt the fabric leave his chin as his neck expanded upwards.

"Y-Yes," Clover groaned as he heard his clothes strain, their stitches popping. "It's working better than I ever imagined. It's adjusting my DNA and then healing me rapidly to make accelerate the changes...fuck yeah..." Clover groaned, his mouth flopping open as his tongue reeled out, almost demonic in nature and forked at the end. That's not what caused him to groan though. Between the lizard's legs his little coin purse was throbbing and swelling. That thick bulge forced his dress pants to become capris as they tried to displace fabric to keep him decent. That bulge throbbed, each ball bulging into relief and then that cock starting to push out.

Clover was huffing as the warmth filled him, sweat glistening on his brow as that beam started to get stronger. The mass influx of energy from the screaming fox below was making the ray compound rapidly.

"Yes, this is just the beginning," Clover growled as his jaw cracked and became squarer, his neck getting thicker as well. His fingers grew thicker as his nails grew dark and extended out into sharpened tips. "Give me more, I demand More!"