Lilly était assis dans le seuil de la grande fenêtre. Elle se penchait contre le mur et avait les yeux fermés. On aurait pu se méfier d'elle, mais elle gardait un œil sur la ville. En utilisant ses capacités de détection, elle faisait trois choses. Enregistrant les auras des personnes qu'elle n'avait pas encore, balayant la zone pour les supers, et essayant d'augmenter sa portée de détection, qui est actuellement assis à une vingtaine de miles dans n'importe quelle direction. Ses yeux s'ouvrirent quand elle sentit Adam, ou Ultiman, entrer dans la pièce. Elle s'est tournée vers lui comme ils l'ont dit au sujet d'un nouveau travail. Un travail d'un million de dollars. Étant la voix de la raison au sein du groupe, elle a parlé. "Je ne dis pas qu'on ne devrait pas le prendre. Mais c'est trop, même s'ils sont désespérés. Ils vont essayer de s'en tirer, probablement en disant que le reste va vers les dommages que nous allons causer."
Bien sûr qu'ils allaient casser les choses. Etre si puissant que ça vient d'arriver. Donc Lilly n'a même pas pensé à ajouter une puissance à cette phrase. S'ils ne s'évanouissaient pas, sa part du million serait formidable à envoyer au village des Miracles. Ses dons mensuels avaient déjà fait beaucoup d'aide pour retourner à la vieille maison en pleine forme. Avec sa réputation et la parole qui sortait, de plus en plus de gens y contractaient les médiums pour des guérisons et des purifications mineures. C'était sympa de pouvoir faire quelque chose pour les gens qui l'avaient formée, en faisant d'elle le héros qu'elle était aujourd'hui.
Personal Information
Real Name: Arkhtan al'Djinni
Hero Alias: The Djinni
Aliases: Ark, The Genie of the Lamp
Age: Immortal. At least 2000 years old.
Sex: Male
Date of Birth: August 14th
Relatives: None

Floating at typically 6-7 feet tall, and (?) pounds, The Djinni is a sight to strike fear into the hearts of friend and foe alike. (Or so he likes to think.) It's hard to put a definite description on him, because he likes to change shape based on the mood, location, or just whatever he feels like.

Warning: Do Not Rub
Arkhtan al'Djinni is a very dramatic person (thing?), fond of colored smoke, explosions, mirrors, and light shows. He rarely takes anything seriously, and is easily distracted. He is fond of tricks and pranks, and greatly dislikes hurting people or animals.
Born, created, or randomly materializing out of thin smoke, nobody (even himself) knows how the Djinni came to be. He first appeard in Babylon, around 1894 b.c., and from there, caused a trail of myths and tales all across the middle east. While not the only one of his kind, the Genie of the Lamp is reputed to be the dumbest weakest laziest most powerful of all the djinn. He takes most of his fame from the story of Aladdin, where he performed feats such as palace-building, palace-teleporting, lady-stealing, and food-creating. (He tells me to point out that the princess' name was not Jasmine, and wasn't really that pretty.)
At the end of the story, it is said that the gracious Aladdin released the Djinni, sacrificing his last wish for the good of the enslaved. Yea, right. He just said that so nobody would come looking for the lamp. To give the guy credit, it worked pretty well. Nobody even thought about coming for the most dangerous powerful tool in the universe. Aladdin's descendants squeezed every last drop of usefulness out of the poor Djinni, until eventually throwing him into the sea, to be lost forever.
-Two Years Before Present, Utopia City-
A chipped clay lamp washes up onto the beach near the city, and is temporarily collected by a young child, before being unceremoniously deposited into a nearby trash bin. The bin is collected, the trash inside is compacted, the lamp breaks, and voila! I'm a free Djinni! There's plenty to do in a bustling, modern-day city of superheroes, and I had a lot of catching up to do after my hiatus. So, in the guise of a foreign tourist, and supported by a small amount of conjured jewels, I rented a large highrise downtown, and set out to live the life. Well, as is the case when you have all the power of the cosmos at your command, you get pretty bored of "normal life". Also, I discovered that after a couple years without any wishes but my own, my power was starting to fade. So, I hid inside a fancy lamp, teleported to the S.U.P.E.D. HQ, rang the doorbell, and waited for a response.
Combat Information
Equipment: N/A
The power to grant any wish. Usually with the aid of powers like:
Teleportation: The Djinni can teleport himself and any items he is carrying but either de-and-rematerializing, or by the aid of a gigantic whirlwind.
Shapeshifting: As he is made of smoke and magic, the Djinni can transform into any shape, size, and color he wants. Since it's basically an illusion, he gets no stronger or weaker by what size he is, and doesn't gain any new abilities of what he transforms into. However, he is already as strong as a giant, and he has, or can mimic, the abilities of most creatures, real or imagined.
Immortality/Indestructability: Nothing can kill the Djinni, since any impact, blade, laser, acid, etc strong enough to break him simply dissipates him into an incorporeal form, from which he returns unscathed.
Conjuration: The Djinni of the Lamp can conjure everything from castles to candy, from weapons to water, from sand to snow, from... You get the point. simple things such as food, jewelry, and mindless servants.
Granting wishes gives a djinni its power. When not granting a wish, the power of The Djinni is limited to minor conjurations, teleporting only himself, illusions, and his ever-present immortality. Also, he has a weakness relating to containers. If someone can trick him into a bottle, bag, box, etc... and seal it, they can keep him trapped indefinitely. The reason Arkhtan stays in a lamp is because it has no seal, therefor bypassing the entrapment.