Bansheetrix (Medb)- turns the user into a banshee version of the main aliens, but more humanoid and are femme fatales.
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-Bellwood, Tennyson Residence-
Ben yawned while walking through the empty house, still surprised that his parents decided to let him be in charge of the house while they were on a four month vacation in the Bahamas, as he was very hungry. "Ugh…" 'I hate mornings.'
As he walked into the kitchen, a figure obscured in shadows floated behind him before vanishing as the light of dawn hit their form.
'I wonder if there is any milk left in the fridge?' he thought before walking into the kitchen and opened the fridge. 'Eggs, yogurt, some of grandpa's inedible food...ew. Mmmm, I don't see any milk...drat!'
Clank.
As the door closed and he moved away from the fridge, we see an extremely tall gray cloaked woman, about twenty feet or so, with long reddish white hair that went past her feet, dark red eyes, a H cup chest and small ass, and was currently floating behind the hero, a cold wind picking up with her presence.
Ben shivered while hearing a low wailing sound right behind him. 'Ok...this is getting creepy. Wait, is Ghostfreak here!?'
"Oh member of the House of O'Dalby, thou shall be cursed for the sins of thou ancestor." the woman wailed while Ben spun around and had no time to react as the woman passed through his body, the omnitrix turning a dark purple color. "Thou shall die by the eve of ten cycles! Beware oh O'Dalby clansman, beware the curse of ages past!"
Ben saw the woman vanish in an instant before his attention was directed to the omnitrix, which was starting to spark purple lightning.
Beep beep beep beep BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!
"Oh you got to be-"
BOOM!
And cue Ben going flying, his hand now slightly burnt from the mini explosion, that felt like a train colliding with a car, as he landed on the wall and passed out, the omnitrix currently turning purple in the process.
(Later)
"Ugh…." Ben groaned while slowly opening his eyes, looking at his scar covered hand with a groan. 'Damn it, now I have to go to the hospital….but why is it NOT hurting? It's not even hot or anything.'
As his eyes slowly adjusted his eyes, he noticed that on his wrist wasn't the omnitrix, but a dark bronze fingerless glove with light blue lines going from the knuckles to the palm and a purple lense with a white faceplate in the shape of a diamond with two branching ends.
"...what is that?" he muttered out loud while looking at the new glove with confusion.
"Your gift." said a cold seductive feminine voice that was directly in front of him.
He slowly looked up, his eyes adjusted to the light, and saw a tall woman with long white hair, brown eyes, blue skin, a F cup chest and massive ass, wearing a large brown cloak that was ripped at the ends and had a dark purple lense in between her cleavage, floating right near him. "...who are you?" 'And why does she look like Julie?'
"I am the geas of your demise." she said while Ben got to his feet. "I am the one that will finalize the curse-"
"Wait! A curse!? Ok, what's going on!?" Ben frowned while the woman looked a little annoyed at being interrupted.
"Rude." she frowned while crossing her arms. "Rude, child of O'Dalby."
"It's Tennyson, not O'Dalby."
She sighed. "You know not of the sins of thou ancestor and his cursed line. Nor do you know of the geas you now hold."
Ben looked very confused, but still serious and on edge. "Just WHO are you?"
The woman chuckled harshly at this while the air seemed to get colder and colder. "How foolish you are, but to give you some closure before your inevitable demise, I shall tell you what you need to know. I am currently nameless, until you give me a name that is, and for the geas, well, that is a long story."
"I have all day, so talk." he said with a frown as the woman pulled out a book from her sleeve and opened it.
The screen slowly changed into a pop up book-like aesthetic as the various trees and rocks looked similar to a fairy tale's imagery.
[Long ago in the land of the Ériu, there was once a mortal named Fionn O'Dalby, who lived as a warrior for the Fianna.]
A man on horseback and obscured by black paint, appeared on the screen while going down a dark forest road.
[Many battles and fair lasses did he conquer, for he was a master of the battlefield yet cared not for the lives of others.]
The horse moved towards a small river as an old woman wearing a brown cloak was currently washing some blood stained clothes.
[One day, he met an old crone who cleaned the blood of a fresh young lad, and called out to her 'Old woman! What art thou doing, make way for your lord!']
The old woman didn't acknowledge the man as the blood seemed to grow in quantity, staining the river red.
[Fionn, who's temper was greater than any man who has ever lived, called out 'Old woman! Cease your cleaning and make way for your lord or I shall end thou life with my sword!']
The woman looked up and revealed her red eyes as the man raised his blade out of his sheath.
[The old woman just looked at the man with a frown and spoke 'Thou shall kill a helpless old woman who did you no wrong? Shameless man, coward, thou shall soil the name of O'Dalby.']
The man laughed and made his house jump over the river before slashing the woman in half.
[The blade, wicked and soaked with the blood of a million souls, struck down the old crone as he yelled 'Silence you old fool! I am a warrior, I need no advice from the dead!']
Fog formed around the horse and man while a figure appeared behind him, one that looked very familiar to the reader.
[But lo, a member of the great Tuath Dé, clad in gray and hair of fire, formed from the very air itself and bellowed loud and clear so that all living things could be heard from all of Ériu 'Foul man of the blade, thou showed the traits of a coward and a beast! For striking me down, the House of O'Dalby shall pay!']
The man frowned at this while his horse seemed to be stricken with fear as the woman raised both hands and caused a thunderstorm to form above her.
[With the eyes of a warrior, the fair woman with a voice akin to thunder uttered a curse 'As thou wish to strike down a woman, your line shall be struck down by the hand of thou one hundredth kin! But not as man, but of baintsíde kind shall the House of O'Dalby fall. Though the wails of death and ruin she shall sing, till all are struck down as I have been. Forevermore the curse shall be, so says Clíodhna, queen of the baintsíde!]
Lighting struck the side of the horse, causing it to buck, the man falling to the ground before being trampled to death by his own scared mount.
[And so ends the tale of Fionn O'Dalby and the Baintsíde Queen.]
The book closed as Ben looked a little puzzled, surprised, horrified, and overall stunned.
"And that is the tale, one hundredth descendant of the House of O'Dalby."
"..."
'Completely speechless, perfect.'
"...ok. I'm just going to apprehend you and drag you off to Gwen's house, or someone with magical expertise, because I am NOT going to let that curse happen." he said while slamming on the lense without thinking of the consequences.
FLASH!
And transformed into a tall dark blue skinned woman with pale green eyes, long flowing black hair that went to her two pronged black high heels, cyan patches on her shoulders and neck, a blue 'Y' mark on her forehead, two pointed ears with thin antennae near the tips, four long wings on her back that seemed to wrap around her arms like sleeves, an F cup chest and small ass, wearing a light blue top with a hood attached to it, a short black skirt, white stockings, black gloves with sharp claw-like nails, and had a purple lens on her chest.
She blinked and looked at herself while looking shocked. "Huh!? Who is this!? What is this!? Where's Big Chill!?"
The woman laughed while seeing the woman panicking at this situation. "You foolish mortal, the geas has already taken hold, although not as originally intended."
"What happened to the omnitrix!?"
"Baintsídetrix."
"What?" she turned to the woman. "Banwhat?"
"Baintsídetrix, or in the tongue of the english, the Bansheetrix." she chuckled. "The curse of the Baintsíde Queen latched onto that object of power, and no power in this world will remove it."
"What did you do!?"
"Nothing, I am only the AI of the object." she chuckled. "But I will be the one to see you turned into a baintsíde, as the curse commands."
She frowned at this before seeing the woman floating towards her.
"Do not worry." she said while moving her hands around her neck and cheeks. "You will not turn into one, yet. The geas will warp your body and mind for each change, and once you are a baintsíde." she whispered in her ear. "Your line shall die."
Her eyes dilated in horror as the woman smirked deviously.
"Oh and for a name, I suggest Medb, for she is the eternal queen and now your eternal gea-"
WOOOSH!
But as quickly as it happened, the now named Medb was frozen solid at point blank range as the woman, who had ice forming on her lips, panted and changed back to Ben.
"Ah...ah….ah…" he panted while running to the phone. 'I need to call Gwen, NOW!'
As this happened, the glove's lense glowed faintly as the figure in the ice smirked.
'Oh foolish mortal, how you turn me on.' she thought with a grin, her eyes staring at the screen. 'I will enjoy breaking you down and ruining your mortal life.'
The screen then suddenly became black as a small omnitrix appeared on screen and blinded the audience.