Synthetic Supllementation, a worm fanfic

Synthetic Supllementation

Chapter 1

I open the little fridge in the corner of my small apartment. I had woken up a few minutes ago to get ready for work, something I really wasn't in the mood for today. Sighing internally, I begin the menial task of making myself some cereal... It's low effort and can be considered healthy to some degree at least. I sit down in my living room and start eating, stopping midway through a spoonful as I'm startled by a ping from my phone. Looking at the notification, I noticed that a friend sent me a link to a website. Opening the link takes me to a….Lewd Worm CYOA?

I ponder closing the link for a second before realising that I don't really have time to do anything else. Besides, it seemed rather interesting. Going through the options and growing more interested by the minute, as I soon see the sheer variety of the CYOA. The possibilities staggering, from becoming an eldritch god to straight-up getting The Gamer from the Korean web novel.

Another thing I quickly realised was that a good bit of the drawbacks become irrelevant if one takes the proper power sets. It's honestly a bit broken, but that doesn't bother me much because the lewder aspects of it appeal more to me. After a few minutes, I finally finished and got my results.

[CYOA Results]

SETTING

Drop into the World. +25SP You will fall into the world with your original body, with no former history, identification, or knowledge other than what you already have of the setting.

Starting point:

Tinker Submarine

Required: Technology Power Source

You will awaken in a pod with dozens of cables attached to you, to blaring sirens and red lights. You'll start in a large left-behind tinker submarine near Brockton Bay, deep beneath the dark sea. The sirens that awoke you are going off because the hull has been breached, and water is flooding the interior. Your body will be able to handle the pressure, and your eyes will work fine even without light. The drawback is swimming will be impossible for your new body, and the walk to the bay will take you a few hours.

Boons:

For Want Of A Nail: The big golden idiot is lobotomized, and it will be unable to do anything else than continue to save kittens from trees all over the world. It will not react even if provoked, and its life is at stake, as what's left will be little more than an empty husk. This will guarantee that Golden Morning never happens and that the only dangerous foes you will meet are other humans and the Endbringers. Broken Triggers and Titans won't happen unless you decide to kill it.

Canon Knowledge: You will know all about everything that was even remotely mentioned in Worm, and all the words and thoughts about the story by the creator. You will be able to browse through the events in the story whenever you focus your mind and the notes will be far more detailed than it was in the web-series. If you have made any changes to the world or its characters with any of the boons, then you'll see how the modified version of the story would go.

Alternative Earth Bet: Earth Bet-Choshek. (Setting is more dangerous. Unwritten Rules are more likely to be broken and superheroes that end up captured are more likely to be killed or raped.)

More Points A

Starting Point: The Day the story Starts, April 8th, 2011

BODY

Female Android

Young Adult

Hair: Blue

Main body DEMI from Subverse with some slight changes.

DRAWBACKS

Modifiers:

Ballgag: Requires high power tools, brute powers or tinker tech to remove.

Chastity Belt: indestructible. Key belongs to a cape and you possess knowledge of their identity.

Fun Time Leftovers: Remnants of a sexual encounter litter your body.

Mind Fuckery:

Murder Lust: A desire for killing and Murder

Matron: A desire for Motherhood and impregnation. You are less likely to hurt youths and seeing them harmed around you will cause rage.

Greed: Easy Money is easy money, so a quick Blowjob is of no concern. Doing things for free is idiotic

Incest Fetish: The pleasures of similiar gene pools really get you going.

Sadism Fetish: Everyone likes a little pain so what's wrong with giving it to them?

Porn Fanatic: Porn is always going through your mind. Whenever you have time, having a quick wank is always the best thing to do

Massive Weeb: Japanese paraphernalia decorates both your room and your brain.

Cum Addiction: You love cum. The taste, the smell, even feel of it makes you hornier then anything.

Clothing Restriction:

Vampire: Only shades of Red, Gray and Black allowed for clothing

Lingerie: All underwear is limited to high-grade lingerie.

Body and Libido:

Libido x4 : Your libido will be four times as much as a normal person, about as much as a nymphomaniac. You will see lewdness everywhere and only a little provocation gets your engine revving.

Body Fascination: You will find your new body fascinating to a bizarre degree and watching yourself in the mirror will arouse you. You will enjoy having mirrors around you and be somewhat infatuated with your new looks.

Seductive Movement: You will move in a way that excludes either femininity or masculinity, depending on what look you want to go for. This will be automatic, even when consciously trying to stop will not work.

Enemies:

-The Merchants

-ABB

-E88

-Yangban

-Heartbreaker

Missions:

-The cleansing of Ellisburg: (Clear out Ellisburg within 13 months of arrival. Killing is not necessary as long as Nilbog and his abominations re removed from the city)

-Survive them all: (Attend 3 Endbringer battles in the first 3 years.)

-Hero Worship: (Sleep 3 out of these heroes within 3 months of arriving. Miss Militia, Armsmaster, Battery, Assault, Dauntless, Velocity, and Triumph)

-The Evil Trio (Corrupt and punish the Trio of Winslow)

-Hybristophilia (sleep 10 Villains within 2 months)

-Pacify Panacea (Stabilize Panacea's mind and prevent her fall. A time limit of 3 months is available)

-Homes for the Homeless(Find a home for 50 homeless vagrants within 50 days)

Bad events:

An accidental Murder (You kill someone by accident. No one will know you did it)

A vengeful Parent (Someone knows you did it, and the dead person has a family member that will trigger due to the event. Their abilities can somewhat counter yours and they will try to kill you)

Kill List: If someone else kills anyone you choose here, or ten years goes by without

you ending them, then you will lose twice the number of points that they gave.

These will be taken from you in shape of the powers and boons you have bought, and will be at random.

-Kaiser

-Skidmark

-Faultline

-Lung

-Nilbog

-Heartbreaker

-Hookwolf

-Cricket

-Stormtiger

-Victor

-Krieg

-Alabaster

-Crusader

-Rune

-Oni Lee

-Mush

-Trainwreck

BOONS

Uncontrollable Mind (Master defence)

Poker Face (Thinker Defence)

Blindspot ( Precog Defense)

Modifiable Power Armour (Internet connection, Integrated Phone, Self Repairing, Disguise, Transport, Projectile weapons, Stealth Field, Force Field)

Auto-doc (With 2 minion bots)

The Mindbreaker(Torture Pod)

Universal replicator(Capable of replicating any Tech with no Material cost. Even Tinker tech is possible)

Graviton Beam Emitter (Gravity Ray)

Potential Minion's List

Original Contacts

Kana Nishimura (Shapeshifter Cop) - Accidental meeting.

Samantha Smith (Lawyer Milf with observer powers. Can see everything within a certain radius she focuses on. Single, anxious, Milf) - Relaxing presence

Early Start (114 Days) Before starting point.

Power source

Technological: Machine body and mind. You possessed knowledge of your own body and its intricate functions. Repair and replication are possible.

Built-in Armaments (From tasers to Mini-Nukes)

Technopath (Telepathically control any and all hardware that requires software)

Repair and Upgrade crew (Nanomachines Son!)

Lessened Restrictions (Capability expansions are possible and Can upload consciousness to the net)

Powers

Liquid mimicry(Second Trigger)- Turn yourself and other items into a liquid that you can't take into yourself.

Flight (Second Trigger)- You grow increasingly durable during flight with the main issue being lack of manoeuvrability when going faster than 1500km/h.

Bone Removal (Second Trigger)- Can teleport bones and organs out of people at will and placing them back will heal them(Except for lethal options)

Body mod Tinker (Second Trigger)- extensive abilities like cloning, transplanting brains, creating designer bodies, giving people low-brute tier strength and durability, using improvised tools to greater success, and turning people into something completely inhuman, are now within your capabilities.

Hypnotic Voice (Second Trigger)- Hypnotic suggestions. Individual commands are always accepted.

Shapeshifting (Second Trigger)- instantaneous transformation

Facsimile (Second Trigger)- Cloning of body every third day. Total Hive-mind.

Mindflayer (Second Trigger)- Modification of Memories skills and personality

Pocket Dimension (Possession of a privat pocket dimension that can be altered and designed at the will of the user.)

Discount Midas (Second Trigger)- Turn people into unaging and indestructible stone statues that are aware of their surroundings. One can choose which parts become stone and which don't.

Hentai Physics (Second Trigger)- Hentai Physics for oneself and those around you.

Roleplay Excellence (Second Trigger)- Capable of assuming any role and personality with ease.

Bimbofication touch (Second Trigger)- Moral degeneration of own choice and speed.

Attribute manipulation (Second Trigger)- Change or steal attributes of others. Beauty, intelligence, charisma and more. (Gamer Stats essentially)

Time Dilation Field (Second Trigger)- can stop time for 30 seconds or indefinitely in a radius of 60 Meters. 6 Smaller fields of 10-meter radius fields are also possible.

Intangibility (Essentially a slow ghost that is nearly transparent. Items can be affected as well.)

[CYOA Results]

Yes, it was absolutely ridiculous but I freaking love it. Moving to the bottom, I hit the submit button. I wanted to turn off the phone after that and simply head to work. Though it seemed the universe had other plans for me. I feel my body give out beneath me as I drop my cereal bowl, falling to the floor. The tile slowly pools over me as I sink into the cold feeling of the abyss.

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The cold inky nothingness clung to me for what seemed like an eternity. I could hear or feel things on occasion, but nothing to tell me what was truly going on.

I heard loud screams of joy, sounds of shattering glass and the squealing of tires. I saw flashes of Red and blue, Fireworks and sparks, but it was damn hazy. I was talking, walking, moving and….something that I could feel far more clearly.

The feeling of having my ass pummeled and having both my mouth and my womb be pumped full of cum.

Eventually, I gained some awareness of my surroundings and It is strange how it started. I was in a black void, but suddenly, a boot screen opened up before me. The lines of text flew by, yet I could still understand what they said.

I was….a machine or an android. A being of code and metal.

My surroundings literally blink into my view. I was lying beneath a glass case with cables connected to my temples and limbs. Sirens were blaring around me and "Hull breached" was being said over a PA system. In the reflection of the glass, I could see the face of DEMI from Subverse….plus a ballgag of course.

"The Fucking CYOA was real…." I whisper to myself. The tongue that was constricted by the gag wasn't actually used for vocalisation after all. I had a speaker in my throat which created the robotic tone that exited my lips. All in all, it cemented what I had become.

The alarms keep blaring as I simply lie in my pod for a good couple of seconds. I just stare into my robotic eyes, zooming in on the picture down to the very pixels. It was such a foreign sensation.

I am now an android, in Worm of all places….or a sentient sexbot, with cum sloshing around in its artificial pussy….and judging by the flair and consistency of my mouth, I had some old cum in there as well…...and it was delicious.

It was probably due to one of the drawbacks I had, that being cum addiction, but it felt so real. The taste in my mouth was divine, and I couldn't help but gulp it all down. After my little moment of bliss, I think of getting the spunk in my lower mouth as well and realise that I had a chastity belt there.

The thought causes a blank in my mind before I am given the knowledge that Leet has the key to it…. Why the fuck does he have it….actually, who am I even?

The thought starts a query in my mind. Nanoseconds pass before I get my answers. My memory files were entirely corrupted and have been defragmented since.

Ain't that great.

I eventually start moving after realising that my life might actually be in danger. Ripping out the cables on my body is an easy task. Breaking out of the pod was also relatively easy. I headbutted the glass and it shattered like….well...glass.

I quickly climb out of the pod and find myself standing in knee-deep water. I also happen to be wearing heels….or wait. My feet were actual heels. As expected, I stumble through the rising water and nearly trip over the uneven floor. For now, I was just glad that my body was heavy enough that the water wouldn't impede me that much. Though with the damn heels, That probably didn't make much of a difference.

I wonder when I can actually change that. I had a decent understanding of my body, which somehow had undergone significant upgrading a few minutes ago. Guess the CYOA was doing that right...and doesn't that mean I wouldn't have to worry that much then?

The water was now up to my waist, but I wasn't really panicking. If anything, I should take this time to make sure my breathing wouldn't bother me. I had an air pocket solely to make Blowjobs more enjoyable, but I didn't actually have to breathe. It is a subconscious need, and it can cause something of a panic attack when I no longer can do it….at least that is what I think.

I take a second to look at the Chamber around me. It was a disorganised lab at best and a filthy mancave at worst. Porn figurines and magazines were floating in the water, soon they would be destroyed entirely…..What a shame, some of them looked really nice. I continue looking around the submarine.

A pool table, blackjack table, and even a freaking Stripper-pole could be seen.

Considering this was Tinker Submarine though, I guess the owner hadn't been maintaining it for a while. The sub begins tilting to the side all of a sudden, and I quickly find myself falling into the water. After a massive splash, I sink to the ground and hit it with a loud thunk.

Water fills my mouth through the Ball Gag and the air is forced out of my body. I nearly panic and try to suppress the urge to thrash around. It is a terrifying sensation, and with my Air pocket completely full of water, I slowly calm myself down. I continue to lay on the floor as I continue to try and relax my body. At this point, I was just thankful for the fact that my body is waterproof.

A few minutes pass before a loud impact reverberates throughout the submarine. My guess was the submarine had finally hit the ocean's floor. The sound does not cease, and I believe the vessel may have ruptured in more places due to the impact. All in all, it was probably in an irreparable state now.

The lights finally go out, leaving me in pitch-black darkness. But it was no issue to me. My eyes made a minimal amount of light and the optics were able to observe all my surroundings. I eventually get up from my prone position and begin walking through the water. It is slower than walking normally, but it is still easier than with a human body.

The fact that I was properly stuck to the ground due to my weight and composition also helped with moving through the depths. I make my way through the submarine and eventually find a hull breach large enough for me to exit the vessel through.

My feet soon landed on the cold ocean floor. The ground was made of loose sand, but it was enough for me to walk on. I turn back to give my place of… "Birth" I guess, one last look. It seemed to be a military submarine of some kind. It was also completely fucked.

But I didn't really care to be honest. I turn back around and gaze out into ocean depths. I could see in front of me, but knowing where to actually go was something else entirely.

Once again, the query started a command sequence in my mind and I suddenly received topographic data one the whole area. It would seem I had sonar built-in.

I turn a bit to the side and look towards the direction of the closest shore. As the CYOA indicated, it would take me quite some time until I reached the shore….

As I do that, I might as well see what my body was capable of and what I could even do. I was growing more accustomed to having a digital mind of command prompts and executables.

It did help me rather quickly in figuring out my capabilities though. My body was rather durable and the weapon systems were also nothing to scoff at….Now that I thought about it, I might as well get rid of the ballgag.

I hold out my hand, and the entire limb folds apart to show an array of Emitters and barrels. It rearranges to my will, and an emitter is brought to the center. I activate the device and a small beam of plasma comes into being. The water around it bubbles from the extreme heat and the water around me is illuminated to a greater extent.

I bring the bubbling blade to my face. To my luck, the heat was noticeable but not painful. I used the beam to slice through my ballgag but was not quite careful enough to protect my own face. My left cheek was scorched by the plasma, its colour was burned but the Material remained pristine.

I morph my hand back into its standard form and continue walking through the water. This continues for a while until I consider some of my other powers. The nanomachines were great as they were already fixing the damage on my cheek. Though as I think of them, I also notice something else.

The rather interesting fact that I didn't have a proper option for Getting Tech-based Tinker powers. I guess my greatest Boon, for now, is the fact that I am essentially an unrestrained AI capable of multiplying and taking over the internet. Oh! I forgot! The infinite Power core in my body was also pretty neat. It was essentially a Perpetual motion machine and the best part was the fact that I actually knew to some degree how it worked.

I would have to check that properly later on, but the basic idea was that the core harnessed dimensional energy of the multiverse, which was infinite by the concept. So if I could expand on that tech, then my possibilities will certainly expand by a drastic margin.

For now, I should be careful in Worm as a Lot of Named Characters are both after me and have to be killed by me. Being prepared against them is optimal, so leaving the Water at Mach 3 in front of the whole bay would not be a good idea.

So I combined some of the abilities I had taken for myself. Flight and Intangibility to be precise. Mainly because those two were properly integrated already. My powers were being integrated with my technological background rather than just being a "power that just works". So I have to work with what I got until the rest is done.

Different modules of my body activate once more. A Phase shift Generator activates first. It is a device that partially transplants me into another plane of reality while still remaining in the perception of this one.

The alternate reality does anchor my body to the position I left the main reality from while also making me unaffected by all of its forces. It's a bit complicated, but it does make sense to me in that regard.

My body becomes somewhat translucent and all resistance and pressure from the water simply disappear. I physically do not exist in this plane of reality anymore. I can move my feet and arms to somewhat push me through the water, or whatever substance exists in the other reality, but it is obviously not very efficient. So I trigger my powers of flight.

The Propulsion system was something else. It made full use of the Perpetual Motion Machine and was honestly insane. The Energy was converted into mass, something usually incredibly inefficient, but with infinite Power, that becomes irrelevant. The mass was compressed until reaching the Schwarzschild Radius; the radius required to turn a certain mass turned into a Blackhole. Yes, a Blackhole!

This Blackhole was actually placed behind my core and was somehow completely secured (However, that worked). The Explosive emissions (In the form of rapidly decaying mass from the hawking radiation) of the Blackhole were channelled through thrusters located throughout my body, allowing for nigh infinite Propulsion.

Small compartments on my back, legs and arms open up, exposing the miniature thrusters hidden beneath. A dark purple light begins humming from my tiny "openings" and activate.

I underestimated the power these trusters would give and also forgot the fact that I was not restrained by things like Gravity or Friction. The Thrusters catapulted me through the depths with absurd acceleration.

I blast towards the water's surface and burst through it without making the smallest of splashes.

I find myself flying through the night sky with absolute ease. My body was mine to control. After all, it did as I commanded, and I knew its intricacies.

I do a few twirls, a few barrel rolls and whatever manoeuvres I could think of as I head towards the city. Brockton Bay.

It felt like I was flying for a good few minutes, but it was actually seconds with my speed. I had reached the shore and was now heading towards the Dock area. The Ship Graveyard was honestly far larger than I expected at first. It would certainly be a great place to harvest resources for my goals, though I do believe that the gangs keep an eye on it to catch any newly triggered Tinkers looking for scrap.

It just means I have to be careful for now. Though that might be a bit hard.

As I was hovering over the docks, a tingling sensation started bubbling just below my navel. One of my hands drifted down to my crotch but were stopped by the chastity belt that I wouldn't be able to remove. It was indestructible apparently and only Leet had the key for some reason.

I drift down to a nearby roof with a huff of annoyance. The land made a loud thump as I turn off both my abilities. I was practically dripping with arousal and I could do nothing to relieve myself. The libido boost was becoming a bigger disadvantage than expected…..though perhaps I could stimulate myself in other ways.

My hands drift across my body, grazing over the soft fabric of the bunny girl leotard. I brush the fabric aside, revealing my luscious and perky breasts. They were soft yet firm and their size was absolutely great.

AND THEY FELT AMAZING! With every pull on the nipples and every squeeze to my tittyflesh I squealed in joy. It was exhilarating and I was leaking like a faucet. My legs crumbled and I fell on my back. I began sucking on a nipple and pinched the other. My free hand travelled to my bottom. I had another hole down there after all. My fingers move beneath the fabric and found the rear opening. Two fingers graze over my puckered ring, causing me to arch my back in response to my first orgasm.

My body was made for sex and I could feel it!

I prepare to shove my fingers into my waiting behind, but am cut off by a shrill scream echoing through the night. It ceased as suddenly as it began, but it was enough to ruin the mood. My initial response was to practically jump from my position and quickly right my outfit so it covered my privates again.

I move towards the ledge and see the scream's point of origin. I see an illuminated police car out on the road and a group of people huddled in a dark alley.

I inched closer to the ledge and my eyes zoomed in on the scene. The scream came from a woman, a police officer at that. Her screams stopped due to some cloth forced into her mouth.

Judging by the look, she was of Asian descent and rather petite. Not enough muscle on her to resist against the four skinheads pinning her down.

One was holding a knife to her exposed breasts, probably intending to carve something into them. Another had his pants down to his ankles and was nearing her spread legs. As they tear through the remainder of her clothes, I decide to finally make my move.

I look through my systems and find something rather awesome. Something that a "Massive Weeb" can't help but enjoy. It was a rather strange idea, but the PRT wouldn't know shit about what it actually was. So that would be fun to the very least.

My eyes begin with a purple glow. Turns out that they were capable of shooting out High energy Laser beams. I had the energy to spare after all, so I could go crazy with the wattage. That coupled with an idea concerning my intangibility got me thinking.

I use my nanomachines to dissolve the plating of my shins. The material is turned into razor-thin pieces of metal that have been polished to a mirror-like status. The mirrors have their own set of nanomachines that create and destroy microscopic thrusters of their own that use the outside air as means of propulsion.

My ability of intangibility still considers them to be part of my body, allowing me to turn them invisible as well. I stare down at the scene and see that the one knife was now being used to carve up the woman's chest.

I drop from the roof as the mirrors move into position around the group.

The landing on the ground was that of the stereotypical superhero and the 4 men before me flinch. They all stare at me as I rise from the ground, the sound of hydraulics and metal making me look even more menacing.

One of them looks towards the other in confusion, completely disregarding any threat I might pose, "The hell is Leet's Fuck-bot doing here? I thought that thing got scrapped?"

"How should I fucking know!?" The other says as he pulls out a pair of handcuffs,

"Doesn't really matter though. It's Tinker tech and Hookwolf will know what to do with it."

The Goon approaches me with the handcuffs as the others continue molesting the officer. I grew rather angry at being disregarded so easily, but apparently, I was a known "Sexbot". So it did make sense that they wouldn't expect my next action.

I hold my hand to my face, my fingers spread enough to reveal my eyes, now glowing red. As the lasers within my eye start to activate, the violet colour grows in intensity.

Gangway

Due to the configuration of my lenses, the beams blast out of my eyes and refract into different directions. Dozens of smaller beams zip towards the alley, most heading past the goons, missing by a hair. In this moment, the tiny mirrors materialize, allowing the various laser beams to be reflected off their surfaces, letting them blaze towards the goons from all angles.

The purple beams collide from all sides to their head, the hair burns and melts and soon their skin follows, Coin-sized holes are burnt into their fracturing skulls as they reach the brain. The fat melts, the water evaporates, the neurons get destroyed and the brain explodes. The deadly amethyst light quickly leaves their skulls, and they all fall down like stringless puppets. The holes smoke, giving off the smell of charred flesh.

The officer, Kana Nishimura, shrieks back as she sees the corpse. She holds her face as she breaks out into tears, shaking from the experience she just went through.

If I recall, this experience could very well have caused a second trigger if it had continued. I still remember bits of her Character sheet from the CYOA after all.

Her parents were killed by some of Allfather's initiates when she was a child, in some sort of hazing ritual, a video of it got released on the web, and she was later scarred for life when she stumbled over it while surfing PHO a few years after it happened. Her grandmother had told her it was a car accident, and the devastation she felt after watching her parent's last minutes of terror and agony plus the knowledge that her beloved grandmother had lied to her caused her to trigger. She still struggles with nightmares of her parent's last moments and wakes up sweating and crying numerous times every month.

So yeah, I was under the belief that this was rather bad for her. She was quivering. The night was rather cold and her own clothes were rather torn…

I stare down at one of the more brawny E88 members and remove the coat he was wearing. It was devoid of any fleshy bits, so I considered it ok to use. I approach the woman, my shadow covering her face making her look at me. She tried to back away, but I was fast enough to wrap the coat around her shoulders.

"Wait...W-W-What?" She asks in confusion. I can understand it as she did just see me kill 4 men with absurd ease. I make sure to wrap it around her properly and then drop down to a knee as I pull her into a hug. She is startled at first, but the contact does calm her down at least.

She continues crying for at least a few minutes, holding tight as if her life depended on it. I bring a hand to the back of her head and slowly begin patting her. She calms down really quickly and it does bring me joy to see her recover.

She eventually pulls back from me and does give me an odd look,

"Why...Hehehe...I guess it will be hard to explain back at the station that I was saved by a sexbot…." I help her up and make sure she was devoid of any further injuries. She looks me up and down. It was a bit amusing to see her eyes linger on the chastity belt for a second longer." she continues her thought," I-I-I thought those two were done with their "Event", w-why would you be out to h-help me?"

She was trying to figure out what I was doing here, but with her continued sniffles. She was rather adorable to be honest. I give her another head pat and also smile at her, causing a lovely blush on her face.

"It seemed like you needed help and I didn't feel like denying it" I give her a good look of my own. She was petite, cute and seemed to be an absolute treat in bed. My staring was rather obvious, so she did react to my ogling.

"Wait, are you after-"

I put a finger over her lips in interruption.

I state, "As much as you attract me, I do have some questions for you. My memories were corrupted and had to be erased. So I do have some questions as expected. Judging by the reactions of these goons and yourself, I hold a connection to this "Leet" and one other person. Please do tell me what you know."

She stares in confusion and mild shock. My rather human speech would probably be the cause for that. AI is still something unseen in this reality after all. So I guess any other persona would have reacted negatively. This person however was meant to be a friendly contact. And as long as I didn't turn villain, she should be supportive of me.

And as hoped, she does actually answer my question, "Well….it is a rather odd story, but I guess I should just start at the beginning."

3 Weeks earlier.

Uber and Leet

"So. This is gonna work, right pal?" Uber says, dressed up in a leather combat suit. It was essentially skintight, and the main oddity about it was the pair of white panties stretched over the face as a Deadpool-esque mask.

He was staring at Leet, who had been wearing a doctor's outfit inspired by Dr Lillian Margaliss. Though, it was less skimpy and more of a crop top, shorts and a labcoat.

These outfits we're meant for their newest escapade. A whole event dedicated to the Game "Subverse" that had come out earlier that year. Something that was rather amazing as the developing studio had only made mentions of the idea and then suddenly revealed a whole game for it.

But yeah. The duo of friends enjoyed the game and are dedicating their next round of hijinks to it. For now, they were missing one final member. That being a white and blue automaton lying on an operating table with various wires and what not connected to it.

"Have some faith will you? Just because I've never done something like her doesn't mean I'll mess it up...And you forgot to do the accent" Leet answers him as he continues to tinker with the android.

Uber merely shrugs in response as he moves to pass Leet a tool he would be needing. Leet takes the device and finishes the last touches on the android before beginning the boot sequence.

Some sparks fly here and there, but otherwise, it was an uneventful procedure. In the end, "DEMI" sits up from her prone position and stares at the two others in the lab.

Her eyes lock onto Uber, "Greetings commander. My Software updates and improvements have been completed." She holds up her hands in the "peace" Gesture, "I have been outfitted with new "modules" allowing me to relieve any built-up stress you may have accumulated. Would you like me to perform Fellatio on you?"

Uber only stares at Leet in a gobsmacked expression, "Holy Fuck mate! You actually got the Sheilah to work!"

Leet can't help but burst out laughing in response. He was certain they would be having a very fun night.

12 hours later

Armsmaster

The early rays of the morning were appearing over Brockton bay and few people were awake at this time. The roads weren't crowded, so the blue motorcycle racing through the streets could zoom through the city with ease.

It soon reached its destination, a group of PRT officers were already there to investigate the scene. Colin Wallis, more commonly known as Armsmaster, got off his bike and approached the officers, "Armsmaster reporting in. Give me a Sitrep."

The officers straighten up with a visible hint of shame seen in their posture. It was something he picked up on with ease.

The first officer begins; "Ah, yes sir. At 2200 yesterday We got reports of Violent Parahuman activity. Initial findings made it clear that The Parahumans "Über" and "Leet'' had engaged the Archer's Bridge Merchants in a violent firefight due to their current "Event". Most damages and losses were on the Merchant's side, even with their overwhelming numbers. They had targeted The parahuman leader known as "Skidmark" and his vehicles which the two referred to as "Tibold and his fleet"..." The officer gives an awkward look to the parahuman standing in front of him.

Following Armsmaster's questioning stare, the officer quickly clarifies, "Ah..Yes, this was in reference to the Game they were reenacting, sir...The game is a... "

"That hardly matters right now. I need to know what happened later" Armsmaster ordered, wanting the investigation to debrief.

"Of course sir. Afterwards, Uber and Leet proceeded to get into confrontations with other parahuman groups, ranging from simple harassment to violent conflicts. Reports at this time made it clear that the two had been severely intoxicated.

Both of them were later incapacitated due to this, allowing us to arrest the two without much issue…." The officer stops, hesitation was now clear on his visage and a bit of fear was there as well.

Armsmaster needed it to continue though, "And? I heard that they aren't in custody now. So what actually happened?"

Another officer walks into the conversation and continues instead, "Sergeant Jenkins and Maureu took the Assailants into custody and awaited a PRT transport to arrive which would have brought them to HQ. However, the driver of the transport, along with the armed personnel, were disguises and projections made by the android that Über and leet had built for their event.

It was initially thought to be a simple automaton made in the likeness of another character, but it had revealed itself to be a rather advanced piece of Tinker tech capable of somewhat autonomy. So as expected, they escaped."

Armsmaster grumbles in annoyance at the situation. The Gangs were ruffled from these events and no one was certain how things would unfold. But before he could discuss this with his superiors, he had to ask one last thing.

In the background, black skidmarks were seen on the road and another person was being tended to by a few paramedics. Their eyes were red and they were absolutely trembling with emotion. Generally, they did not seem to be ok… But considering how their eyes lingered on a person on a stretcher being carried away, it was obvious that they had witnessed something terrible.

"What about the civilian casualty I was briefed about? When did this exactly happen?"

The officer answers with a solemn tone," A case of Bad luck honestly. During their getaway, They probably assumed that their ruse would be found out sooner rather than later, so they weren't keeping themselves below the speed limit. They hit the civilian during a sharp turn and drove off. The civilian is in critical condition and is honestly lucky to still be alive. But it still wasn't a pretty picture. A family member witnessed it all and….Well, they haven't been taking it well."

Armsmaster looks over to the hunched-over figure, while feeling rather bad considering what he was about to do, he still needed all details on this incident. Questioning witnesses was part of that.

The officer quickly caught onto his intention and handed him a file concerning the victim and the remaining details of the event. To any bystander, the name "Hebert" was clearly seen on the corner.

Taylor Hebert

3 hours earlier

Something Had shaken this reality. It wasn't just in the form of the android and all the consequences she would bring. Those aspects of the future were hidden from sight and not even the Simurgh could tell what she would bring about.

But that wasn't the only thing that was different. Something else was caused due to it. A fracture in time, a fissure in reality and a breach in causality, all at once leading to a single thing.

One person, whose fate defined the future of this world got a very unexpected gift. Not power's or resources, but knowledge.

Knowledge of her own future and her ending. It was just a minuscule moment, but it was enough. Just as the two shots from Contessa were about to puncture her brain, her mind was whisked away. The influence of the Queen administrator faded on the spot, clearing her mind.

She found herself back at home. She had no powers. Her dad was there, eating breakfast with her. She wasn't an idiot and knew what this meant. Taylor had been sent back in time.

Before Golden Morning, Before the Slaughterhouse 9, Before Leviathan and even before the Locker. She was back….and she remembered everything.

Taylor knew she had to be careful, but couldn't help be optimistic for the future. She could change so much, she could save so many with what she knew. She wasn't certain of whether she should get her powers again or even if she could, but she would try either way.

All the mistakes she had made, all the people she let down. From her first meeting with Armsmaster to the very ending, she could fix it all.

But she also wanted to fix things that would seem less important to most but not to her. It started with fixing things with her dad. He was rather stumped at first when she had come to him one day when he had some time free from work. He wasn't the best father and he really dropped the ball when Annette died, but Taylor still wanted to try.

And she was rather happy. She had gone shopping for groceries with her dad, something she hadn't done in quite some time. They were planning to make Lasagna when they got home.

It was honestly nice. So as they made their way home in the early morning, the two silently walked side by side. It was rather sombre and honestly pleasant, yet it had been plaguing Danny for quite some time.

He stops suddenly, bags in hand and with dark rings under his eyes. Taylor quickly stops and trunks around after noticing this. "Dad? Is something wrong?"

He gives her a sad stare, as he pondered his reply. He eventually takes a deep breath before answering, "No...Not really...And that is what's bothering me."

He pauses to give Taylor a long stare, "...Taylor I…..Look, I know I haven't been there for you in the past and ever since Annette...I" His words freeze in his mouth as a certain person crashes into his chest in a great big hug.

"Dad...We both haven't really been that functional since mom died….But we can't go on like this forever and I...I want us to happy. It is the best for us and it is what mom would have wanted...I know things haven't been good, but I want us to try at least...You know?" Taylor says as she breaks up the hug, giving him a kind smile. The two could hear tires squealing in the distance, but that hardly bothered them.

Danny...Danny was basically cracking. He was shocked at the kindness of his daughter that he had neglected. He had not expected such forgiveness, but he didn't want to squander it. He nods to her, making a small smile of his own, "I...Yeah, I know. And you are right of course. I guess you take after your mother with that…" His smile widens a bit more, "So before we go home to make this killer lasagna, I have to ask, what brought this on?

She smiles as she walks a bit further, "I was wasting away. Living in a shell and hiding away from the world. But now I want things to be different and only I can really change things. So for the first time in quite some time, I will do something. This time, I am going to live-"

They hadn't kept an eye on their surroundings. The two were so engrossed in their conversation, that they were completely unaware of the PRT Van speeding around the corner.

Danny was the first to notice it, clearly seeing the white and blue figure in the driver's seat.

Taylor turns to see the vehicle before she is hit, making her slipped on the pavement. She falls forward, making her head the first thing to be would be impacted by the Van….if something hadn't quite gone differently. For this was an event that two greater forces were interfering in.

High in Earth's orbit, the Simurgh was watching. The winged being was watching from the moment that Taylor had gained memories of her future. Memories that would derail Simurgh's plans, or at least that is what they should have. Instead, Taylor was simply gone from all projections. Replaced with Danny who found an early grave to whatever removed Taylor from the equation. The Killer could not be properly perceived by the endbringer and that was a problem.

So she did what she could to change fate back to how things were meant to be, while the outside force worked against her. The end result was…..unusual, but something with high potential. Especially as the Simurgh's goals were technically fulfilled.

The van lost its grip on the asphalt, swerving to the side. It gave Taylor enough time to raise her arms in reaction, lessening the damage to her brain. She would leave with a severe concussion and maybe some broken ribs, but alive. Her mind was also influenced by the false angel. While the experiences and memories couldn't be erased completely, they could be forced into the subconsciousness. They would do nothing other than giving Taylor a "Deja Vu" moment rather than full knowledge of the future. Perhaps she could regain them, but that is something to be taken care of when the time came. The Simurgh was satisfied as it was enough to get projections back on track to a decent degree. Taylor's body is flung to the side as the van swerves and rights itself from the impact.

Danny froze from the scene and The van speeds away, leaving him alone with what he believed to be his dead daughter.

He didn't want to trust his eyes. She was just there after all. His daughter was smiling, talking about the future. Things were looking up just a few seconds ago. And now this... Just Like Annette, Taylor was gone…. just gone.

Danny falls to his knees and as he is about to break out in a wailing scream, he falls unconscious. His vision fades and for a momentary moment, he sees an entity in a boundless void. Shapeless and strange.

Something happened here that should not have been possible, but whatever was interfering with this reality would get its pound of flesh for this interference. It had planned to eliminate The warrior entity, but now was as good a time as any to do so. It took less than a second for Zion's life to be snuffed out. The remains were enslaved and butchered in a manner that will leave the world unchanged. Broken Triggers or titans would not happen as long as that husk of an avatar remained.

Danny could not truly grasp what was happening before him, but it didn't matter as his memory of this would be removed soon. The last thing that he saw was a shard stopping right in front of him. Rather than entering his body, it turned into 2. It did not split apart, but an actual copy of it came to be. One flew into him, while the other stayed behind in preparation of it's promised time.

As Danny lies on the ground, a person sitting in the back of the aforementioned van wakes up, "Crikey! The Fuck was that DEMI?" A very drunk Über asks from the back.

"No worries captain, just a little speedbump…... Please do continue your rest." The android states as she continues to drive.

"Well, if ya say so." The man states as he plops back down on the bench in the back.

All who were within that vehicle were completely oblivious to the cape that they had just created and the future that he would bring.

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