Authors notes: And finally, another addition to: a swedish swearing crow, who has the butterfly effect on his surrounding environment.
Be wary, as our corvid has unexpected side effects on the timeline. plans of certain villains might fail, and our chaotic little bird will ensure the demise of one Coil eventually. But for now, he has to take hatchling's first steps... and first flight into chaos.
WARNING: this is where the timeline of cannon begins to be more disrupted, as Taylor might want to know how to take care of an average crow before caring for a talking powered crow.
A super powered Crow
1.3
As I woke up once more in the living world, I looked around to observe my surroundings. From the looks of it, I was on top of a pillow that was on a dresser or something. I blinked, several times as a matter of fact. I assumed that the bug goddess had taken me in, so that meant unlimited food.
Though, as I looked around the room, I couldn't help but notice that there was no sign that Taylor was home. I didn't hear her… but what was concerning was that the door to Taylor's home was closed. Thus, trapping me within her room. Very poor decision-making Taylor, rule #1 of having a crow live with you, in the same room as you, always have a cage to put your bird in.
So, I decided to interrupt Taylor's personal life… or what little there might be remaining. Hopping off of the pillow, and to the floor of her room, I looked around and thought about what I wanted to find or do.
'Maybe I could see if I could find Taylor's journal… the journal where she recorded every prank the trio ever did to her, then copy it down, and when I have the chance, show it to a hero like Glory Girl, who has a very big anger issues, and watch chaos consume the hero side of the bay… Nah, how about I just clean my feathers on the newly done laundry in the corner.' I made up my mind, I hopped over to the clean laundry basket and flapped my way on top of the basket and began to pick at my feathers.
After a bit, it suddenly struck me. I could inadvertently cause Taylor to become rich. How could I do this? Easy, shift into gold and pull some of my feathers, boom, Taylor has a source of gold to deposit into the economy, which could easily cause a collapse if she isn't careful…
Maybe I shouldn't tell Taylor about that thought… or anyone… period. 'Hmm… maybe I could just make up a lie and say that I can only shape shift into elements that aren't normally used by economies so that no one uses me to destabilize the economies of the world… would I be pulling an Amy, or would I be justified in my own reasonings?' I internally asked myself. Sure, she had the reason that biotinkers were seen as a bad thing all around the world, but it also most likely hurt her mental stability… well, shards as a whole do that on an hourly basis in order to get data from their hosts… their really jerks.
But I wanted to see if I could do such a thing with my feathers, so, I shifted into an iron state. My feathers took the appearance of iron, and they did feel like iron. My body was now a silvery grey, my feathers rough but not too bad. I then got right away at picking at my feathers. I then discovered that what I thought of was possible, as I pulled on a feather that detached from my body.
'Ok, so, my guess was right… now I just have to tell people that I can't shift into a golden state, so that no gangsters or villains start harming innocent crows… hopefully no one actually is crazy enough to do that to my fellow birds.' I thought to myself. Now that I had an iron feather in my mouth… beak? Whatever! What is a crow to do?
It took me a while to just decide that it wasn't worth keeping, so, I discarded it. Now, what else should I experiment with my elemental shifting powers… wait, I wanna see if I remain a solid if I turn into a mercury state, or if I turn into a liquid because of room temperature.
Shifting to a mercury state, I then felt myself begin to melt. My body turned from a grey silver color to a silverish color, my feathers lost their shape, and I could feel my body begin to drip as I found it hard to stay a whole shape. Deciding that this was a terrible idea, I shifted back to the normal state that I was as a normal crow.
"OK, never doing that again!" I spoke to myself. I did take notice that there was a mercury puddle… on top of Taylor's clothes as of the moment… yeah, I best get moving.
Hopping off of the basket, I decided that now was the best time to find a way out of this room and then explore the house. I was curious bird, as well as deciding that the room was too cramped for my tastes. 'But how exactly could I do that?' I thought, as I looked at the door with my head cocked. I didn't have any arms; I was also too short to reach the door handle… how exactly could I get out of here?
Maybe I could shift into a gaseous element and go through the gaps of the door. But if I did that, what's stopping me from spreading throughout the room and that would make it impossible for me to reform back to normal… I think. But I would have to take the risks… and try my best.
So, shifting into helium, I made sure to stay close enough to make sure that I don't die or whatever, and went through the crevices of the door and ended up on the other side of the door. I then quickly shifted back to a normal elemental state of existence and then proceeded to explore the Hebert household.
Flapping my wings, I fly to the first thing that I saw: a vacuum cleaner. It was definitely taller than me, but I wanted to see whether or not I could work it and use it. So, I flew to the back of it, grabbed the cord with my beak, then hopped to an outlet and attempted to plug it. After several attempts, I finally managed to plug it in. Returning to the vacuum cleaner, I looked for the on switch, which was apparently on the bottom of the machine, within reach of a crow such as I.
Placing my right foot on the on button and grabbing a hold of the machine with my beak, I turned the vacuum cleaner on… note to self: crows can't guide a vacuum cleaner in going in a direction… well one direction, that being straight. Flapping my wings around wildly, beak still on the vacuum cleaner, I tried to stop the machine… which wasn't successful. But when the vacuum cleaner approached the top of the stairs.
But the plug of the vacuum cleaner thankfully stopped the thing from falling off. I then let out a sigh of relief, let go of the machine and stepped off of the machine. The machine then was deactivated… but it didn't stop the thing from falling of the edge of the stairs, as the plug suddenly let go from the outlet. The vacuum cleaner then fell down the stairs, crashing at the bottom… and was smoking.
"Whoops…" I then hopped away from the top of the stairs, as the last place I didn't see was this second door. I then came to the conclusion that it was the door to Danny Hebert's room. I decided to then go downstairs and discover what else there was to this wonderful house.
Flapping my wings, I slowly glided to a table and then landed on it. I may or may not have knocked over some bottles of beer… ok, I did knock over a few… ok, it was a lot. Looking around, I discovered a tv, a couch and saw the way to the kitchen. Flying into the kitchen, I landed on the counter and turned to face the fridge…
This also had the side affect of knocking a toaster off the edge of the counter. To note, I didn't notice at the moment, but looking back on it, I should've noticed. I saw cabinets, which were either full of food or full of dishes. I looked over to the oven, it was your traditional oven powered by gas or whatever.
I decided to return to the living room… flying into the tv. It… the damage wasn't that bad… only a cracked glass screen. I was unharmed, of course.
Hopping over to the remote, I turned the tv on, and then attempted to find the news station. To my surprise, the incident where I accidentally killed Lung, they covered majority of it up, saying that he died of a heart attack… which I have no clue why that was the case. Why would the protectorate say that he died of a heart attack? I mean, sure, a talking crow with superpowers would be unbelievable and idiotic and hilarious to the point that the public wouldn't believe them. In fact, they'd probably laugh in their faces.
But one positive was that armsy didn't get the credit, letting it all go to his head. And even though that she wasn't mentioned, I was glad that Taylor could have another shot of proving herself. I was already proven to be an agent of chaos, serving no true side, so, she deserves to get the spotlight the next time we go out…
'Wait, wasn't today the same day that Taylor gets a message from TattleTale? I think it was during her time at school… and she was on PHO…' I trailed off on that thought. Taylor was going to be lured in, turned villain, and made public enemy number one… and I was a crow with powers.
But then, I heard a door open… and turning to face who it was, I was surprised to see that it was a man… who I guessed was Danny. Who was home early… for some reason?
"Uh… hello… Jag var inte beredd att träffa dig än" I commented that last part to myself. Danny blinked several times, looked around the house, then looked back at me. Then looked around at the damage I caused, then back to me. He then sighed, seemingly coming to terms with reality. He then walked to a door right next to the living room, opened it, to where he then descended into the basement. I could only assume what he was doing.
He then came back upstairs, with a bird cage in his arms. I swear I could hear him mutter: "I'm so lucky that Annette loved birds and wanted to get a bird." Under his breath. He set the cage down on the floor and then moved to grab me. I was too slow to fly away, and then I was put inside of the bird cage.
Now, unlike the prison complex that was purposed for villains, this cage was successful in withholding what it was supposed to withhold: a bird. Although, it was a bit cramped, possibly intended for a smaller bird and not a crow. I attempted to squeeze my head through the bars of the cage, but alas, the bars to close to each other. I then attempted to shove my body against the bars… to no avail, it had no effect.
"Ok, guess it was about time I cleaned up the house a bit… but first… when did you get in my house?" he asked, glaring at me for the damages.
"Well… Ask the bug goddess, I am not quite sure myself…" I answered looking to the side. But this left Danny confused, for he didn't exactly know who I was referring to.
"And who exactly is this 'Bug Goddess'?" Danny asked, continuing his glare at me. I looked back at him, and chirped.
"Why, its none other than your daughter of course. She found me in a bush, unable to fly properly and took me in." I lied, to which Danny wasn't convinced. He gave me a deadpan stare, almost saying that he knew that I lied.
"The truth, please." He demanded, to which was much better than what Taylor's attempts at saying please. He, as a matter of fact, got it on the first try.
"Well, since you asked so nicely, unlike your daughters zero grasp on the magic word called please, I suppose I can tell you the truth…" I trailed off, as then I heard the door open, and who just happened to walk right on in, other than Taylor. "Oh, hi bug goddess, we were just about to talk about you. You should join right on in." I spoke out loud.
She then made a grimaced face.
'Wait… wasn't she supposed to go and meet the undersiders…' I thought… then I realized something…
She most likely not on PHO and more of searching up on how to care for a pet bird… or a crow. I may have made things slightly different by just being a bird to the point she didn't notice TattleTales message on PHO because she may have wanted to see what the difference between me and a normal crow… Maybe. That was a huge maybe.
Meanwhile…
POV: Lisa
'She won't see the message on PHO.' Lisa's power told her. Which confused her. Initially it had told her that the new cape would see it and investigate it… but now it didn't.
"And why is that the case?" Lisa asked her power. Then she got a headache.
'BECAUSE… She may have looked to investigate on how to take care of a crow… and the difference between chaotic behaving crow and a normal crow.' It told her. Which was unexpected. What was so special about a bird in comparison to capes…
Oh… right… the Swedish swearing crow. Should've expected that. Why is it today of all day's that she has to deal with this nonsense?
Authors notes: Don't worry, the stories not dead, just busy updating all the other stories that I've published on this site. a common side effect amongst writers on here, I suppose, but no worry, it isn't abandoned.
Now, I hoped you all enjoyed, leave feedback, as well as your thoughts on the story so far, it is appreciated.
Now, to answer one question asked by a review, A corvid is what a crow and raven are, as they are from the same family of birds, this family is considered to be host to the smartest birds there are. So when the Simurgh was trying to receive a response from our main character, she? called our main character by his family group of birds that science has given them.
Anyway, I hope you guys have a great day everyone... and if you're not having a great day, I hope it gets better.