JUMPING ON A WORM
Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story.
Notes: In the CYOA Revised Version 3, you can take a greater power that is essentially a new character created in another RPG (Exalted, Scion, and Aberrant are just examples). In the Jumpchain, you can go to the Worm setting.
Why not combine the two?
Prologue
Two beings spiral through the starry void. As they approach their chosen world, they shatter, and countless shards seed that world and its alternates, taking root in the minds of the desperate and the broken, giving them power beyond mere humanity, at the cost of constant conflict.
The beings have done it countless times and the cycle is older than our species. But all things must end. Something goes wrong, a dark stranger, another entity, intervenes, and one being falls. Its mate remains, much reduced and bereft of all purpose.
This last, broken cycle grinds pointlessly on, driving a thousand Earths to destruction. And that where I come in, dropped into the eye of the storm: Earth Bet, sometime before Taylor Hebert's trigger. I have been given the strength to alter the path of Destiny. But, can I survive in a world driven mad by alien powers? Can I avert the coming apocalypse?
I looked into the mirror, willing myself to wake the fuck up!
Didn't work…
I sighed as I massaged my eyes and once again looked at the person in the mirror: an adorable, petite and cute late bloomer teenager clad in a strapless top and denim skirt. Shoulder-length brown hair enhanced by sky-blue pins and blue eyes.
Madison Clements… The fifteen years old member of the infamous Trio of Winslow, PHO handle of "FlippinMad" and one of the tormentors or bullies of one Taylor Hebert aka Skitter aka Khepri aka Queen of Escalation…
Right… I knew I was going into a monstrous clusterfuck but really..? Making me one of the Trio..? And with the memories complete with emotional overlay no less. My stomach agreed (or didn't) with me and I went to worship the porcelain god.
Why? Because any decent being suddenly understanding and having lived the stupidity of Madison Clements to be "IN" the group, regardless of what she did would upset even a strong stomach.
The only saving grace..? There was none… Madison… no... I WAS guilty… I DID those horrible things for more than a year to a girl who did nothing to me…
Only one silver lining was the date. It was still the Christmas period just before January 2011 when Taylor Hebert triggered… Oh hell… Do I left a girl trigger and potentially save the world or do I intervene and take her place..?
I blinked. Why was I even hesitating? OF COURSE, I'll help her! If I sacrificed ONE person like that and not myself..? Well, better let the world burn than being such a monster.
A monster… I wondered if I wasn't a monster under this flesh and blood. Did I kill the real Madison? I didn't know… She was perhaps a part of me just I was a part of her now, but who could know except the Powers responsible of my presence on Earth Bet… And speaking of powers…
I flexed my hand, gauging the strength in my body… My female body… Good thing I was with all of Madison memories or I would have freaked… a lot. Still, that was one point towards the theory of assimilation rather than replacement… Which meant that I wasn't the person before those shenanigans, I was truly Madison Clements… God have mercy on me… us...
A simple try to lift the bed showed that I was as strong as advertised. I couldn't yet try my other powers as I wanted first to have a handle on my situation and probably start a few projects.
Alright, what to do first… Of course, my parents and the situation at Winslow… Could I act at school..? Yes, but not without offering too many ammo to some people and being too visible… I first needed to cover my bases with my parents and the "normal" law enforcement agency.
Did I have what is required to really make a difference..? Yes… I had ALL the emails saved from the Trio's campaign of terror on Taylor and my own testimony. I frowned as I didn't have Madison memory on the preparations for the locker incident... Will they discuss it when the school begins again..?
I could probably stop the bullying without exposing myself, but the burn of my lingering stomach acids in my mouth reminded me that I should really do what was right and not what was easy… I was no Dumbledore.
Of course, the PRT will intervene no matter what I'll do, but I was prepared to cooperate with them and the Law. What were my goals? Stop the bullying. Make Taylor leave Winslow at any cost. Had psychiatric help for both Emma and Sophia. Prevent a PR nightmare for the PRT and Wards… Yeah, a trifle… I was regretting not choosing the mind-fucking powers of an Exalt or a Scion.
I finished to prepare myself, left my bedroom (Will have to change some things later, too girly.) and met my parents in the kitchen for breakfast.
I looked like just my mother: The same hair color, the same build and many of her face's features were on mine. From Dad, I inherited only the eyes' color… and perhaps some mannerisms. Mom was the first to note that something was wrong.
"Madison, dear? Is there something wrong?"
I sighed as I sat and looked at the surface of the table. It wasn't the time to plan something but to let my heart speaking.
I gazed back and I could see the worry in their eyes as tears made my eyes shone. "Mom? Dad? I did something horrible and I need your help to make things right."