Greetings readers. This story will be one of those tales where Taylor Hebert gets an alternate power, in this case it is that of transforming into one of the fungoid insectoid beings known as the Migou. In particular, she will become a Migou queen and she shall begin a new empire. But what will she do to those who oppose her?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the worm novel series or from the Cthulhu Mythos. They belong to their respective owners. This Opening chapter will have parts based on the opening of the story "Taylor Varga," which is a great story I was inspired by.

January 7, 2011

It was dark in the locker and there was so much pain experienced by the poor school girl known as Taylor Hebert. From the time her Mother died to her friend's betrayal and the subsequent period of bullying in Winslow High School, there was so much suffering in her life. The entrapment of her in her own locker for several hours was the culmination of her tormentors efforts and as she lay there, bloody from the used tampons and her own shed blood, and being bitten by various insects, her mind shattered.

Usually such trauma felt by a person on that world results in them triggering and gaining a power giving shard from the alien entities who orbit that the plane of reality that includes Earth Beta. However something else occurred as Taylor's mind sought a way to escape her present suffering. As her mind called out for aid across the multiverse, given that she is a person of great destiny, something connected to her in some dark, dangerous dimension. It was a dimension where terrible aliens ruled galaxy straddling empires and where humanity was living in relative ignorance of them. It was a dimension where blind, idiotic, godly Azathoth dwelt along with his hideous kin.

In that dimension, Taylor Hebert's mind connected to a hive minded race of 1.6 meter tall fungoid insectoid beings known to those few humans on earth as the Migou. These beings, which ruled an empire that crossed galaxies, where divided into three castes: scientists, soldiers, and workers. This race was skilled in the sciences, particularly that of genetics and whose behavior made them seem malicious to other races.

The Migou hivemind felt a brief yet strong connection in which both her and them exchanged vast quantities of information, with Taylor in particular receiving the ability to transform herself into them as well as their knowledge and hivemind capabilities. Then the connection closed abruptly and the link between the dimensions was severed for now.

The Migou at first felt disgusted that a human mind connected in such a way to them but later with growing realization they felt that their kind had a chance to propagate anew in some new dimension through a young, naive female who would feel the dark influence of their race. In the end, the migou felt terribly amused at this unexpected development, perhaps they should mention this to divine Nyarlathotep.

Taylor's POV

My mind experienced terrifying yet enlightening information. There was something powerful and malicious yet it felt natural to have. I realize that I am on face down on the floor. As I started to get up I looked at my arms and I saw that they were long limbs ending in claws like that of a crab. I tried to feel my face and I felt that it was oblong and covered in feelers. On my back, I felt odd growths that when I tried to move them, they flapped up and down. They were wings.

I was panicking and I fled the hallway, scrambling on my new limbs. I went to the restroom to look at myself in the mirror and the reflected image confirmed my worst fears. My reflection looked like some hideous insect of a species unknown to humanity. I had six limbs and two wings and my head was an ellipsoid covered in black feelers. I was in denial. This. This cannot be me! I sank to the floor and wept, my mind going through the memories of my life.

After a short while, I noticed something. My arm was transforming back into a human arm! Then something spoke in my mind, "You can change yourself according to you will.'' I concentrated hard on my normal human image and my body started changing back. Soon I was myself again, a tall, skinny girl with curly brown hair but in bloody clothes. I washed my clothes in the sink.

I breathed slowly and calmed down. It was still nighttime and I thought of how worried my Dad was. I looked for a way to contact him.

I was going to the secretary office when I realized that needed to capture the evidence of my near murder. So I went to the arts department first, found an old digital camera which this school was somehow able to afford, then I went to picture my locker. I stared at my opened locker, seeing and smelling the horrid filth in there and the insects scurrying out. I took pictures of the scene of the crime and then I removed the memory card of the camera, which would serve as part of my collected evidence of bullying, and returned the camera to where it belonged.

I went to secretary's office and found that the door was unlocked. I picked up the phone and contacted my father.

"Dad?"

"Taylor! What happened?! Are you alright!? Where are you?!" my dad spoke in a panicked tone. I almost sobbed again, remembering how we had grown apart after Mom died.

"I am here at school. Please, can you come pick me up?" I felt tears running down my face again.

"I'll be going there. The police have been searching for you for hours Taylor. I'll tell them you called me." my dad said.

"No, not yet Dad." I spoke in a frantic manner as there were things I had to explain to him first.

"I'll explain it to you later Dad," I said it before he could reply.

"Fine, but you should have a good reason for this," my Father sighed.

I put the phone down and looked to see the time on the clock. It was close to one AM. I got out of school and waited for my Dad in the car park.