[ WP ] You are granted each wish in the form of an enemy

`` What is this?'' I asked, pointing at the little green demon gnawing on the tip of my boot. It was making high pitch grunts as it did its best to bury hundreds of needle-like teeth into the leather sole. 
 
 `` Part of your wish,'' the Genie explained calmly. `` From when you first opened my bottle and asked for a thousand dollars.'' 
 
 Three days ago, I'd been spelunking through a relatively unexplored area in the Cascades. Well, I *thought* it was unexplored. At the bottom of a deep pitfall, I found myself face to face with a grinning skeleton still clutching a bottle. The rib cage was completely shattered, impaled on a jagged outcropping that I'd only narrowly avoided. 
 
 The bottle itself was covered in a thick layer of dust, but even still I could see intricate carvings and details. I'd carefully taken it from the corpse's bony fingers and given it a quick polish, releasing the Genie who had been imprisoned inside for more than two hundred years. Despite his amazing entrance appearing beside me in a cloud of orange smoke, I was skeptical. So I'd made a simple request: one thousand dollars. And right away, a stack of cash had appeared in my hand. 
 
 `` And what does that have to do with this little guy?'' I asked the Genie. 
 
 `` He is known as the `` منزلة إجتماعية.'' Something in Arabic. The Genie had been transported around the world for centuries by various traders and adventurers. He'd ended up in Oregon in the hands of a Spanish explorer who had met his end searching for gold in the cave where I'd found him. But originally, the genie had come from somewhere in the Middle East. `` It means'Consequence.''' 
 
 I did n't like the sound of that. `` And you did n't think to tell me about this ahead of time?'' 
 
 He held up his wrists, showing the bright orange glowing chains. They looked like they had come straight out of a furnace. `` There are rules. I can not tell you everything.'' 
 
 I nodded. He had explained a bit about this'Genie code' that he had to follow. 
 
 `` So what do I have to do with him?'' I asked. The Consequence was no larger than a mouse, really. It was still viciously attacking anything it could get its tiny little paws on; now it was futilely attempt to scratch a hole through my jeans. 
 
 `` Well, you can take back the wish, plus extra. Double whatever the wish was. So, two thousand dollars to get rid of him.'' the Genie said. `` Or you can fight him. To the death.'' 
 
 I looked back down at the vicious little goblin. I lifted my foot a bit and shook him off of my pant leg. He plummeted to the dirt and landed with a dazed expression. He shook his little head, bared his teeth into a nasty grimace, and made a beeline for my other foot. 
 
 `` He wo n't stop until the fight is finished,'' the Genie warned. `` Best get it over with.'' 
 
 I stepped on it. It gave a little angry squeak and made a crunch, like I'd smashed a particularly big cockroach. Green goo oozed out from under the sole of my boot. Ugh! 
 
 `` That was n't so bad,'' I told the Genie. 
 
 He gave me a knowing smile. `` It was a small wish,'' he explained. `` The bigger the impact the wish has on your life, the bigger the Consequence.'' 
 
 `` Does that mean...'' my question was cut off by an enormous *thud*. Like distant thunder. 
 
 `` Yes,'' the Genie answered, already knowing what I was going to say. `` *All* of your wishes will draw Consequences. And you've asked for quite a bit since we met.'' 
 
 I heard the *thud* again, closer this time. The lights in the house flickered for an instant, and died. Another *thud*. Louder than before. Everything in the house rattled. 
 
 `` You might want to prepare for battle,'' the Genie said, calm and dispassionate as ever. `` Might I suggest some armor? Maybe some superpowers?'' 
 
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