A/N: This is a purely self-gratifying story and as such, has things people probably won't like. The main character is a self-insert to the point of sharing my name, the "Omnitrix " has been completely changed from mythos to design to function and this story is using ideas from across multiple media. I won't pretend this is for anyone other than me and a friend but if you still wish to join us regardless, well then I hope you can find as much enjoyment in it as us. And for the otger places you might see this in, yeah thats just because one of the transformations is from that media.
Sonnie, A white girl with brown chin length hair yawned as she finished sending a text to her friend. She looked around the room she was in, it was messy yet sparse, a notebook of ideas open at her bedside table.
She sighed as she read it over, they were business ideas and she had no idea how she was going to get the money to ever go through with them, she didn't want to risk taking out a loan and she wasn't confident she had any good enough stories to sell enough to fund them.
Hell, if she sold enough books to buy a small house she'd be happy. A buzzing from her phone alerted her to a response from her friend.
Rose: No problem sweetie. I'll watch another episode of MHA tomorrow . ^-^, imma sleep now. Love ya!
Sonnie smiled and typed a quick reply. Then it morphed into a frown as she looked at her friends list. A sigh escaped her as she realized, not for the first time, that almost none of her friends lived in the same country as her.
'Maybe that would change if you actually got your butt out of this bed once in a while.' Her brain so helpfully supplied and she groaned as she got out of the comfy heaven that was known as a mattress.
Grabbing some clothes from a nearby drawer, she got changed into a blue blouse and black skirt before stepping out and heading for the kitchen. Opening the fridge, she rummaged until she found what she wanted.
A nice cold doctor pepper. Opening the tab and downing the contents she considered what she was going to do today. And by what to do, she meant what video game she was going to waste her time playing.
"Sonnie?" An elderly woman called out and the girl turned around to see her grandmother walk into the small kitchen, a tired expression on her face. The teenager didn't answer aloud but raised her can of juice to signify she heard her. "I know you don't like going out in public but we're out of toilet paper and i'm feeling way too tired to go up that hill right now."
The girl sighed, downing the last of the can and throwing it into the nearby bin. Her grandmothers house was not on a hill itself but the shops nearby were and it was particularly steep so sometimes someone who struggled physically like her gran couldn't navigate it on particularly bad days. "Do you have money for me to use? Cause I definitely don't."
The woman disappeared out the door and the girl followed, to see the woman fiddling with her purse, pulling out a ten pound note. "Here, get some milk and bread as well please."
"Alright, be back in a couple minutes. Love you." She said as she turned, grabbing her black hoodie and headphones. Setting the Brooklyn nine-mine theme on repeat in her playlist she ran off to the door
"Love you too. Be carful. You know what's place is like for idiots thinking -"
"That will be £6.89 please." The cashier asked and the girl provided him with her money, telling him to round it up to the seven before grabbing her stuff and leaving.
The cold air hit her face and she grumbled slightly, the weather was nice looking, sunny with no clouds however the actual temperature was quite cold and ahe hated it.
Taking her headphones off for a moment to re-adjust them she went to do a quick once over of what she bought, making sure she hadn't forgotten anything when she heard a soft bang from behind her. 'What the…'
Turning in confusion, she looked around and saw nothing. Walking forward she listened out to see if she heard it again and another bang rang out, coming from the nearby alley. Walking towards it she looked for the source, confused when a water drop fell in front of her, landing on the garbage bin creating yet another bang. A part of her had worried she would have walked in on an assault or something.
Sighing and rolling her eyes, she turned to leave when a much louder bang resounded behind her causing her to drop her bag and jump in surprise. Whipping around she took in the scene again and too her surprise so something on the ground that most certainly hadn't been there before.
A black briefcase, that had smashed open on landing lay before her, something lodged in the black cushion-like fabric inside. "What the hell?!"
Looking up, the only direction the case could come from she saw a helicopter flying past. 'Did they drop this? What even is it?...well, one way to find out.'
Bending over and picking up the case, the brown eyed girl inspected the outside first and when she saw nothing interesting she looked on the inside with her curiosity peaked. To her surprise, despite the amount of space the actual contents was pretty small, it was nothing more than a watch.
Taking it out, she inspected it and her confusion grew. The watch had a light blue and white pattern design, with a square face and on one side of the strap, an unnecessarily large looking block for some reason.
Not understanding the point of the such a design feature, she put it to her wrist to see if she could figure it out when the screen suddenly glowed blue and the wrist straps wrapped itself forcibly onto her wrist. Her eyes went wide and she started shaking her arm. "HEY WHAT THE-GET OFF, OFF!"
Despite her wild flailing that would undoubtedly make her look like a mad woman to any passersby's, the odd device wouldn't budge. Growling, the girl turned her arm and inspected the watch, looking for a release. She noticed a button on the side, small and inconspicuous. 'is that it? Might as well try…'
The button slid in easy enough and the screen lit up into a softer blue but nothing else happened, making the girl sigh in frustration. "Guess that wasn't i-OW!"
A sudden sharp pain, or more accurately three sharp pains shot through her wrist. Turning her wrist around to show the back she saw the block had shot out three small spikes that had jammed into her, a small speck of blood visible on one of the spikes. 'Did…did a watch just fucking stab me?! What the actual hell?!'
Turning it back around she looked at the front screen which continued to glow and noticed a humanoid like silhouette was now on the display, which then suddenly popped up. "Wha….ok, I am finding that helicopter, I'm going to educate them about what a damn watch is then I AM GOING TO KILL THEM FOR THIS. AGHH!"
The girl grunted out in frustration and turned. If it wasn't coming off here then she'd get someone out to look at it, now that it had stabbed her (seriously, the hell? Blood wasn't necessary for time telling last she checked) she wasn't eager to risk making it attack her body more.
She turned to walk away and her thought collided with the bag she had entirely forgotten she had set down and fell forward, the watch's display smashing in too the ground and getting pushed back into its case.
The girl looked up and her eyes went wide, the pain in her nose going unnoticed as she saw a blue light traveling out from the watch. "ok what the fu-"
Then everything went black.
~~In the chopper~~
"Simmons you absolute ijit! What hell is with your butter fingers?!" A elderly man with grey hair and blue eyes in a military outfit shouted at a blonde haired teen in a lab coat. Two other men wearing similar outfits as the blonde were also galring at him. "That was our country's ultimate weapon and YOU DROPPED IT OUT THE DOOR?! YOU'RE GOING TO BE IN SERIOUS TROUBLE FOR THIS, YOU KNOB JOCKEY."
The man continued to throw various slurs and insults as he yelled, never noticing that the man he was berating was not actually looking at him but at his phone.
T: S, there's a problem. The drop off hasn't gone as planned. Might need to clean up a body soon.
Simmons only had one thought. 'Shit.'