[Bloodrain]
Taylor banged on the locker door trying to escape but as time passed her energy waned. No one cared to remove her from this hell, not the students going to different classes as one ended and another began nor did the teachers ever seem to pass by that section. As the hours ticked by her mind began to crack as the insects caused skin damage which helped the blood and rot infect her. It is surprising how quickly such things can impact a person.
As the last bell of the day sounded and she was mostly delirious the locker was opened after most have left. As she fell to the floor she caught sight of the one who let her out, Sophia. Unknowing at this time the only reason she did this was if left in the night it most likely would have resulted in a murder and Sophia didn't want to deal with that.
"Jeez Hebert you should be thanking me for taking my time to release you from where you belong. Remember this and never tell anyone what happened or next time you won't be coming out." Sophia said before turning to walk away. As she did so Taylor could just barely make out her silhouette as a rage started to overtake her. She should be thankful?
A scene that wouldn't be remembered happened and as Sophia crumbled to the ground Taylor's eyes blinked fully open. The blood that was leaking out of her along with all the rot seemingly flowed off of her, around her and caressed her skin as the new parahuman stood up to look at one of her tormentors.
"Wh.. What the fuck was that?" Sophia mumbled as she shakily stood up before spotting her prey standing up along with how the biological hazards were reacting. "No. No you didn't just fucking trigger!" She called out in near hysteric at what has happened. This wasn't something that would be covered up and knowing intimately how a new trigger reacts to the cause she instinctively shifted into her shadow form to try to escape. Which, to be honest, was the second worst mistake she has ever made.
As Taylor watch one of the bitches turn to shadow she could almost literally feel her rage simple sizzle out like a crack had occurred that released the buildup. Eyes widening to frightening sizes a massive grin overtook her face, it was so wide as to be painful to look at yet Taylor didn't feel a thing. The blood and rot around her stilled for an instant before blowing outward in a destructive blast that shot at Shadow Stalker.
Dashing through a wall, and being very lucky there wasn't any electrical wires there, Stalker found out quickly it didn't matter as the rot blew a hole straight through that concrete wall and followed her. How it did that was something that could be figured out another time the only thing that mattered was that it could. Leaving her shadow form for an instant to grab pair of scissors would normally be a sound move to make but in this case it was the very last mistake she ever made.
Still standing still with the glasgow grin Taylor could feel the other girl appearing back in the real world as it were and yanked on what she felt, not yet realizing what it was. As it turned out it was the very blood of Shadow Stalker as while it wasn't forceful enough to rip from her body it did cause a ludicrous amount of damage that will result in death.
Hearing a strangled cry followed by a thump while still feeling what was happening Taylor finally started to walk to the room her enemy lay dying in. Opening the door in no hurry she strolled in and calmly took in the scene before she started to snicker. Her tormentor, a hero and all around bitch was on the floor with blood polling out of her orifices and eyes absolutely bloodshot.
With a mental twitch she watched as the blood around her moved to her command and realized what happened, realized what she could do. The snickers turned into gales of laughter that shook her body as she took hold of the bitches blood and now pulled with all she had. The gore simply tore away through the body on the floor, exploding outward in a sickening display that simply amused Taylor even more.
Casting one last look down at her former tormentor Taylor let out a laugh before turning to walk away with the blood of her enemy flowing onto her. "Well Sophia wasn't that something? Thank you for this gift, I'll be sure to use it well." She said to the corpse while leaving. Humming softly to herself she decided on what to do. She always wanted to be a hero and if they let people like Sophia be one they should have no problems with her showing the scum their place while having a laugh.
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Days later finds Taylor in a armor of blood, of rot, walking the streets. She was already listed as a A rank threat with no Manton limit. Any that attacked her simply had their very blood turned against them. After being attacked and subsequently killing Armsmaster and his partner at the time Velocity she has decided the only thing left to do is to have fun. Why worry about what others thought about her, or worry about being hurt? Her armor has so far stood up to all firearms and her range on sensing and manipulating blood just kept increasing.
At three square city blocks there simply wasn't any real threat she had encounter at this point that she couldn't deal with. The blood of dozens already made up her armor and weaponry, there not seeming to be a limit to how much she could compress it. Any gang members were instantly killed and their very life blood taken to enhance herself, the same with any that might attack her.
When Dragon showed up to combat her in a remotely piloted suit Taylor had simply grinned before asking if Dragon knew how many people there were in a city block? And if Dragon was sure that she could be killed before she even lightly tugged as even that would cause fatal damage to everyone in that area. Realizing that and knowing her ability could be used even further, she had killed Skidmark from just over two blocks away after all, Dragon tried to plead with her verbally to turn herself in. Tried to use logic and guilt, to use apologies and even threats. In the end all it did was have Taylor ask what kind of bad day made her what she is now? To go so far with the law, to mindlessly follow what others tell her and to so obsessively help others?
Having gone quiet at that Taylor's grin turned more into a smirk. "All it takes is one bad day for us to get powers. I bet all it would take is one more bad day to make you stop being so moral, to finally set aside your oh so high Greater Good thinking. Want to bet I could be the one that causes that bad day to happen?" She asked while walking up to the suit fearlessly.
"I wouldn't break Taylor. I can't let go of who and what I am." Dragon replies which causes Taylor's eyes to light up with glee.
"Can't? And what you are? Ohohoho now isn't that interesting. Tell me Dragon how you could be so assured? With the likes of the Slaughterhouse 9, Heartbreaker and the Three Blasphemies out there you are saying you can't kill them? You can't do anything at all about them? You would rather hold on to those ideas, the thought that because you are a hero you can't cross a line than save all those victims they hurt? The difference between us Dragon is I freely cover myself in my victims blood while you hide the stains of yours in shame." Taylor finishes saying while only a foot away from the hero.
"Now tell me again Dragon how you are a hero. Tell me how you are better than me, that you are in the right with all you have let happen." With eyes widening in fake awe Taylor leans up into Dragon's face looking directly into those draconic eyes."And then tell me that one bad day can't make that all come crumbling down. Please, give me the chance to prove you oh so wrong." The young teenager says to the iconic and greatest Tinker in the world.
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What wasn't realized until later was before leaving a person put up a camera with a directional microphone facing the street. They had hoped to get a good video during a stream to increase their viewers. That person didn't bother to think of who might be watching.
With a smile the man looked at his family arrayed around him. "Well what do you all think? Will she fit in you with us?" He asked while gesturing to the computer monitor that was displaying all that was happening.
"Oh yes! Please Uncle Jack lets go and get her! I bet with her control of blood we could do great things." A young bloodstained blonde said. To control blood like that at a distance... So many new ideas were already rolling around her head.
"Since you asked so nicely if she passes the tests she can be your new big sister." Jack Slash said with a nod as the rest of the Slaughterhouse 9 either agreed or didn't care enough to nay say him. "Though I do think she will be keeping the name people are already calling her. Bloodrain just fits her so well no?" He asked with a light laugh as he gets up. Looks like it was time to expand the family once again.
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AN: I am back with a random oneshot! On medication after surgery and while listening to some music this came to me. Short and probably won't be continued but still this seemed to just write itself. Anyone that wants to take it for themselves go ahead just give me a shoutout for the idea.
As for Taylor's powers.. In the end she controls blood. It doesn't matter if it is fresh blood or old, doesn't matter if it is from a human or animal. Once she gains control it somehow stays fresh unless she lets it rot. At the point the story ended besides having a AOE of 3 city blocks the can move the blood faster than some handguns while having perfect control over it. While physically she isn't a mover or anything while controlling blood she simply has outstanding control. Having it break the sound barrier, turn a corner on a dime and then stop millimeters away from the target is something she can do. All poisons or diseases that can be transferred via blood or travel in the blood have no effect on her.
Compressing it down loses some speed and mobility but greatly increases durability. With it encasing her she can do as Magneto does and fly while being protected. There is no upper limit for the amount of blood she can compress besides the point where it would actually break reality and become a black hole. At that point though she could tank continent breaking attacks with ease but that is still a ways away.
Her personality is a mixture of The Joker, Alucard from Hellsing and just random insanity.