Oh, Joy
Ow... my head.
Wearily I opened my eyes. When I did, everything seems blurry as the sky was shifted in a way that there were two skies.
I blinked my eyes a couple of times and the weird double vision went away.
Where the hell am I?
Last thing I remember was nearly running over a black cat with a quad.
Which is strange in itself, as I lived in a forest area and house cats are generally not allowed outside.
'Oh well.' I thought. Though I admit that I feel unusually calm about this. But that was rather unimportant. I decided to stand up and take stock at my situation. Wondering if I got in an accident or something. But judging by my surroundings I'm not anywhere near the trail. In fact I seem to be in an dank alleyway. Huh.
With a shrug, I started to check for any injuries. Patting my body gently to see if any area stung, brushing off the dirt from my skirt and blouse. Feeling nothing amiss, besides a weird taste of Purple, I started brushing the dirt and grime out of my long, red hair.
Wait.
I stop and stare at my arms as they seem a lot smaller then before. Looked down and found two developing mounds protruding from my chest.
'I have breasts?' I thought, still strangely calm. I groped them to see if they were real.
Yep, they are.
Huh.
"Looks like the girly's got up and decided to get ready for us boys." I heard a sickening voice say. I turned to glare at the offender and he only smirked. He was Asian from what I could tell, wearing torn cloths that were red with green. Along with all the other thugs.
Why does that seem familiar.
"Tch, men thinking with their dicks like aways." The girl with them said with disgust. "She can't even be going on 15 you damn pedos." With that said she glared at the thugs until they were sufficiently cowed. When they were, she nodded her head and walked over to me.
Considering that I started ignoring her, trying to think on why this situation seemed familiar, it stands to reason that I was caught by surprised when the girl kneed me in my stomach and forced me to kneel on the ground, and then pulled my hair up and held a knife to my face.
"Still, you and your father entered our territory so brazenly, it's time to pay your tow." She stated calmly and gave me a vicious smile. I only stared back at her blankly. She showed some hesitation because of my lack of fear but quickly recovered her resolve. "And since you look like a well off pretty white girl thats used to getting anything she wants, it's time someone took something from you." She nodded her head, content with her inane reasoning. "So, will it be your eyes?" She moved her knife directly in front of my eyes. "Your nose?" She pointed the knife at my nose. "Or your teeth?" She asked tauntingly, moving the knife back to where she had it originally.
Suddenly everything clicked together. My life as a lawyers daughter, filling out a broken worm CYOA for the hell of it, playing with my best friend in the world, going quading in the forest and taking a trail I normally do, comforting my best friend after her mother died, the black cat smirking at me, being pulled out of the car by ABB thugs and blacking out, waking up as a girl.
Hello, my name is Emma Barnes and I used to be someone else until a fucking chaos god decided it would be a nifty idea to reincarnate me in the Worm universe and gave me everything I filled out in a stupid CYOA.
Cold fury radiated around me, even the woman that had me at her mercy, Yan, let go of my hair and backed away slowly. The confident thugs suddenly looked nervous as I stood up once more.
I will gain power. I decided. I will gain enough power to challenge even gods and I will fucking hunt down and murder that bastard of a cat.
'But first.' I thought, glaring at the thugs that traumatized me in the original timeline. 'Time to take out the trash.' I smiled at them menacingly. The smarter thugs already started running away. 'I know just the way to do it.' With that I closed my eyes and focused.
I submerged myself in memories not of my own and opened my eyes. The only answer to my fury, and the best way to give this universe the middle finger is full power, total annihilation. The White devil of the Time Space Administration Bureau was reborn through me.
"Chain bind." I stated eerily calm. Already mentally calculating everything. I might need to get an intelligent device sometime soon. Having one would make what I'm about to do a lot easier.
Pink chains appeared and wrapped around the thugs. Including the ones that thought they could get away from me.
"Shit!" One cursed, others started begging for their lives. I ignored them.
They needn't worry though, above all else I am a law enforcer and a teacher.
And it's time these students learn the error of their ways and cool their heads.
I used the chains to levitate them in the air and I bunched them together. Perfect.
I reached my hand out, a pink ball of energy started to coincide in front of it.
"DIVINE!" I shouted and pulled my hand back into a fist. "BUUUSSTTTER!" I punched the pink ball of energy and released the spell.
The pink beam of befriending shot out, hitting the screaming thugs in the air, going through the building that was behind, which caused me to mentally wince as I forgot about that, and destroying the roof top beyond that. In fact before I cancelled the spell off the beam of energy went all the way to the moon and exploded.
Creating a giant new crater on the moon that was visible from the ground.
'T-that...' I thought and stared at the moon wide eyed and in shock. 'That was a lot more powerful then I wanted it to be.' I gently lowered the unconscious, and most likely traumatized, thugs to the ground.
I'm probably going to have to fix the moon somehow... arn't I?
I didn't really get a moments rest, one minute I as starting at the devastation I've caused and the next I am being hugged.
No, not by my father, I really don't know where he is honestly, but by a girl in an edgy costume.
"That was awesome!" The girl exclaimed before releasing me from the hug.
"T-thanks?" I said hesitantly. I began to realize who this girl was.
"Seriously! The look on their faces." The girl starts laughing and I took a small step back. "Ah... sorry." She stated and sheepishly rubbed the back of her head when she noticed that I as starting to edge away.
"L-lets start over." She said and poked the cheek of her hockey mask in embarrassment. I'd imagine she is sporting a brilliant blush. She pretended to cough and composed herself. "I'm Shadow Stalker," she held out a hand and I shook it out of reflex, "sorry I didn't get here earlier to help you." she apologized and then looked around.
"But I guess you didn't really need help huh?" She asked and then looked up at the moon. "Did you just get your powers?" She looked back at me and I blushed.
"Yeah..." I told her, looking a bit sheepish myself. I really hope I don't get in trouble for that. "About the moon... can... can you please not tell anyone I did-"
"Great!" Shadow Stalker interrupted enthusiastically. "We should team up, I'll show you the ropes!" She nodded her head like it was already decided.
This... is this really Shadow Stalker? The traumatized little girl that liked to nail people to the wall with crossbolts?
The same one that fed me the bullshit philosophy in the original timeline?
Did I enter an alternate universe by mistake?
"Um, well-" I try respond to her generous offer but I was interrupted again... by another hug.
"Princess! Are you ok?!" My father asked with a great deal of worry.
Well, at least I found my father. But.. ugg, pet names.
"Yeah, I'm ok dad." I said, trying to reassure him so he would stop hugging me.
I'm not really a touchy feely type of person.
"Thank god..." He stated, with barely a whisper, and tightened the hug. "Thank god nothing happened to you." I felt droplets of water hit me and I awkwardly started patting my dad on the back.
I think now would be a poor time to tell him my new life's goal.
We stayed together like this for a couple more minutes and I heard police sirens in the distance.
Someone must have called them. Or... they saw a pink beam of death hit the moon or something.
Naw, can't be that... just in case.
"Dad." I tried to say only for it to be mumbled as my father still held onto me for dear life.
I managed to wiggle and break free.
"Yes sweetie?" My father asked and wiped his eyes.
"The police are coming." I calmly said. Come to think of it, I've been rather calm about this entire thing.
Almost too calm.
Damn you Invictus. Or I should be glad that I picked that? The Worm universe is rather fucked up. And I rather not be mastered.
That would end poorly on everyone involved.
"Emma?"
Hell, what was I thinking channelling someone when I had absolutely no practice with the Kaleidoscope?
That could have seriously fucked me up.
"Emma!?"
Come to think of it, I think I still have Nanoha's memories inside my head. Isn't that supposed to not be permanent?
Damn it! Oh, well I'll deal with that later.
"Emma!" I heard someone shout and then suddenly my body started to shake violently.
I must admit I snapped a little.
"Yes?!" I asked rather sharply and glared at my father.
He looked back at me worriedly.
"Emma, you spaced out there... are you sure you're ok?" He said softly.
"Yeah... sorry dad." I said before taking a breath to calm down. He is not at fault for the circumstance that led me to be here. "Just... just a lot happened and I really need to process it."
"I see..." He said and looked around at the surroundings and noticed the pile of thugs on the ground. "What exactly happened?"
"Well..." I start to say and trailed off when I finally noticed something.
Where the hell is Shadow Stalker? Did she pull a batman on me?
Never mind that Emma, not important now.
"Short version is I got super powers." I took a deep breath.
"LongversionisthatIfeellikeIgotanentirelifetimeworthofmemoriesdownloadeddirectlyintomybrainandalmostblewupthemoon." I babbled.
Something Taylor taught me.
"What?" Father questioned me. He looked rather confused trying to make out what I said.
"I said I became a magical girl for truth and justice, and like all magical girls I accidentally caused a massive property damage when dispensing justice to villainous thugs." I couldn't resist saying. Somehow I managed to keep a straight face.
"What?" My father repeated.
I know it's probably cruel, but honestly. I am still coming to terms with who the hell I am.
"Hey look, the police are here. If anyone asks, tell them I didn't blow up the moon, ok?" I asked him sweetly.
My father only looked at me with further bafflement. Not knowing what to say before the Police got out of their cars and started doing their jobs with surprising professionalism.
The police worked rather fast, rounding up the unconscious thugs, checking to see if we were ok and getting our statements and what not. They must be used to this sorta of thing by now. Though I mostly ignored them, content to go through the new memories I gained.
There are differences from Nanoha's memories than from what I've seen in the anime. Which isn't surprising. Honestly I'm just glad they apparently didn't come with an emotional attachment to them, otherwise I'd be really screwed.
Or did the emotional attachment leave when I stopped channeling her and the memories stayed... huh. Something to think about later then.
The PRT was also called, as it's rather obvious one of us became a cape today.
Judging by the way they looked at me, and given what I said in my statement, plus the worried glances my father kept on sneaking my way while he was on the phone... they think it's me.
Good guess.
I heard a motor cycle coming in the distance.
Oh great... it's Halbeard. The one with the social skills of a brick and the tact of a...a... brick. Meh, best I feel like coming up with.
I turned to the direction of the sound only to be surprised as it pulled up.
Because unless Halbeard is female in this universe, then that couldn't be him.
I stared.
The woman that got off was wearing a type military uniform that seemed to have been tailored to accent her curves, which must have been the PR departments idea, and she also wore a sash patterned after the American flag with a matching scarf apparently as she took off her helmet and started walking towards us with a concerned look.
'Miss Militia.' I thought and gave her a small smile when she walked up to us. 'At least it's not Halbeard.'
She and gave me a quick smile as well, before she went back to being concerned.
"Are you alright?" She asked, here eyes flickering to my dad and then back at me.
"Yes, I am." I said,hoping it sounded like I meant it.
I mean, technically I am alright, it's just I shouldn't be. I know it must be a perk I picked at work, one that I could probably get rid of, but considering what I'm probably going to experience as a Kaleidoscope user. I rather not.
I like my sanity after all.
"Yes, we... we're alright." My dad responded quietly, sounding choked up.
Probably since he started to think about what might have happened to me if I didn't gain powers.
Miss Militia nodded her head in understanding.
"As you probably can tell, I was called here because of the parahuman involvement regarding this case." The hero started saying and discreetly looked at me. I tried not to fidget when she did. "The possibility of a new cape just gaining their powers was high." She paused and looked at the collateral damage and then back to us. This time I did fidget when my eye's met hers and I looked away, blushing. I could tell she was at least somewhat amused, judging by what I saw with her eyes.
I really didn't mean to cause that much property damage.
But I guess keeping a secret identity from the PRT is a no go now. Not that it was a thing before.
At least she isn't asking about the moon... I don't think I did enough damage to destabilize it's orbit or anything bad like that though. Thankfully.
"Yes, my daughter triggered..." My dad confirmed any suspicions about begin a cape, pausing only to tighten his grip on his phone. "If she hadn't... she would have been..." He started to shake, barely stopping himself either crying or breaking his phone in rage I guess.
Honestly I'm surprised that he is showing that much emotion, since I tended see him as some cold hearted lawyering god that always was put in the setting to give Taylor no legal way to solve her problems when they get to that point. But then I am surprised that I'm surprised about that.
He's my dad, of course he would be like this. He cares about me after all, I'm his daughter.
I saw Miss Militia's eye's widen a fraction and quickly looked me over.
"Are you sure you're ok?" She asked, concern practically dripping from her tone.
"Yes, they weren't going to do anything like that to me." I stated. After all, Yan dissuade them of that notion.
"The girl with them quickly stomped out any of that sort of talk and was instead just going to horribly disfigure me by either gouging out my eye, cutting my face up, or knocking my teeth out." I stated calmly, for some reason that just made her look more worried about me.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see my father looking down at me with a worried look as well. Why?
Oh yeah... normal people wouldn't be able to casually say something like that in this situation.
"Sorry..." I looked away from them again. "I think... I think this got to me more than I thought." I lied, but it's better to act at least somewhat shocked, right?
Miss Militia caught the lie though, but she only nodded her head in understanding.
I kinda wondered what she was thinking though. That my powers force me to have an unnatural calmness?
She would be right on that.
After that, my father and Miss Militia started talking again but I tuned them out.
If I focus, my vision starts to see double.
I know what was happening, and decided that it would take some time to get used to it.
'I wonder if my eye's color changed to prismatic.' I thought to myself while I stared at the property damage I caused. When I focused on it, I could see the buildings undamaged as well as damaged.
Which got me thinking.
I should be able to fix that easily. As simple as copy and pasting.
Probably a god send as far as super powers go, and certainly would make me popular with the aftermath of an Enbringer attack.
I could undo all the damage they cause, except for bringing back the lives lost after all.
Well, in theory I could undo all the damages they caused. Still don't know how to really do it.
Do I just wave my hand and make it all better?
"The Directer would want me to bring you and Emma to see her but..." I heard Miss Militia say with a bit of hesitation and I focused my attention on her once more. Only to blink when I saw her wearing Russian military colors instead of her normal American military inspired costume. I rubbed my eyes and looked again and saw that she was back to normal.
Yeah, seeing alternate possibilities of someone is going to be rather annoying, and tiresome.
"But since you both had a rather trying night, I believe it would be for the best if you went home to rest first before coming in to see her." She said and then looked at me.
She must think I'm tired or something, which I technically am.
But I'm used to being tired. So it really doesn't affect me as much.
Still, not looking forward to meeting Piggot, especially with the way fanon kept painting her as this frothing mouth unreasonable bitch, I wouldn't put it past her to use the collateral damage I caused as a means to force me in the Wards where she and the government would feel like they actually have control over me and my futures actions.
I know this is probably an exaggeration of her character, but given that I've technically never read Worm, I'll have to work with what I do know. So she's an unreasonable bitch until further notice.
"Thank you for your consideration, Miss Militia." My father said with a tone I only heard him use when he was working. "We will of course scheduled an appointment with the Director of the PRT when I feel that we recovered well enough from the trauma of this incident." Miss Militia nodded in response.
"That's reasonable." She stated. "If you require no further assistance..."
"We don't, but thank you Miss Militia." My dad said and smiled at her. "I'm glad the city has hero's like you looking after it."
Miss Militia smiled back and then wished us a good rest of the night and started to walk back to her bike
Way to go dad! You actually bought sometime for me to decide what I want to do with my powers!
'But I might be able to get them off my back further if I clean up the mess I made.' I thought, taking a quick look at the debris from the building I wrecked again.
"Miss Militia?" I called out.
She stopped walking and turned to look at me, puzzled.
"Do you need something?" She asked, curious as to what I want.
"I think I might be able to fix that." I said and pointed at rubble. Miss Militia looked where I was pointing and then back to me.
"Really?" The hero asked, clearly interested.
"Yeah..." I answered with a bit of hesitation. "Yeah I can." This time my answer was filled with determination.
"Princess?" I father asked, but I ignored him and started to walk towards the damage I caused.
'It could have been worse.' I thought as I stood by the debris. 'I could have channeled Akuma.' That though nearly made me blanch.
'Yeah... I'm going to need to be careful on who I channel in the future.' I thought and then focused once again, seeing the undamaged buildings overlay the damaged ones.
"Now... how do I do this?" I murmured to myself and tried waving my hand to see if that would work.
It didn't so I kept trying other things, some rather embarrising that I am sure I heard Miss Militia and my father hold back a laugh behind me. It wasn't until I started getting frustrated before it suddenly clicked and the area was bathed in a prismatic light.
When the light died down, I saw a pristine building, since the other one was behind it so I couldn't see if it's repaired, but I just knew I fixed that one as well.
So I turned and looked at the shocked adults behind me. "I told you I could do it." I was positively radiating smug.
It wasn't long after that we said our goodbyes and headed home. But I think I might have made a tiny mistake revealing that aspect of my power so soon.
Judging by the considering look Miss Militia gave me after she got over her shock, I can only assume if the PRT didn't want me before, now they would sell their first born child to have me under their thumbs.
Or I could be wrong. That happens more often than not.
"After all, I was completely wrong about Sophia." I mused to myself as I got ready for bed. My new father and mother were content to leave me alone. "I wonder how she got sooo... peppy."
'Oh well, that is one mystery that would solve itself in time.' I thought, shrugging off my cloths and putting my pajamas on.
I then got on my bed and pull up my blanket.
'I'm in Worm.' I thought to myself and stared at the ceiling. 'Scion, Endbringers, the Slaughter house nine, the three blasphemies, the Teeth, the Fallen, so many threats. So much depressing shit in my future.' I started closing my eyes. 'The bullying, Taylor triggering, Taylor suffering as S-class threats come at this city one after another., Taylor loosing herself and saving the world only to be thanked by getting shot in the head by Ms. I Win Bitch herself.' I let out a small growl, feeling anger at myself and what Taylor had to become to save everyone.
I sighed and closed my eyes. 'That's only a possible timeline. One that is no longer possible because of me.'
I would never betray my friend like that and cause her to trigger afterall.
'So by the whims of that fucking cat, or me getting a wish fulfilled, the burden of saving this ungrateful cruel world falls to me.' I thought, and yawned
"Oh, joy." I murmured and curled in my blanket, and finally drifted off to sleep.
I could already tell my future is going to filled with sooo many headaches.