Disclaimer: I don't own worm or Pokemon, or any other media franchise.
So It's Thanksgiving weekend, and I'm starting a new story. This is the first time I've had off in like a half of a year, so I wanted to write and publish something. This Fic has been on my mind for a good portion of that time so it seemed fitting.
Warnings: This fic contains Mature elements and sexual situations. The MC is female, and will frequently add extra equipment and sleep with people of both genders. Though will be fully female with male partners because... honestly I just don't want to write it the other way. There will be some clarifying info about some stuff in the closing AN, as well as why I'm posting this instead of updating one of my other stories.
This has a minor crossover, where one of Taylor's new powers comes from another universe, but not all of them. I'm debating if it should be in the crossover section.
Chapter 1
-7:00 AM 04/07/2011-
This body isn't nearly as ugly as I thought it would be. Not to say it's beautiful or anything but still... Looking in the mirror at it, things aren't anywhere near as bad as I feared. Granted I'm still in a teenage girl's body which is horrifying enough all on it's own. On the bright side I seem to be a lot more calm than when I first woke up and had a... mild panic attack over the massive rush of knowledge that flooded my head. Well it was less the flood of knowledge itself, and more the realization of the exact situation I'm in.
Trapped. Ripped from home. Shoved in the body of a chronically bullied fifteen year old girl with the vastly underwhelming powers of bug control. On an earth, a supposedly fictional earth, that's scheduled to be destroyed by the avatar of some kind of endless borderline autistic entity... along with every other version of earth in this multiverse. The worst part, I'm in the body of the person that canonically is supposed to stop it all. You know, the fifteen year old girl with the bug powers. I may have... expressed my shock in a rather impressive scream of pure terror, followed quickly by fainting.
Since waking up again though, it's like my emotions are muted. Or... no that's wrong it's more like they've been shunted away from my mind... ahhh and into my swarm. The swarm of bugs my panic apparently subconsciously brought under my control. I could have gone my entire life without knowing the exact number of bugs in a... ten block radius! That is way farther than Taylor's memories show her ever being able to control. Or what I ever remember her managing even at her powers most heightened state.
It was then that the most most recent flood of memory, upon my second waking, came to the forefront of my mind. Specifically of a CYOA document, one I think I've seen in passing based on the world of Worm, but never did more than give a cursory glance to. Various choices on the document are highlighted in my mind with all others being blurred and unreadable, I'm assuming, from the context, it mean these are the selections that someone... some alien apparently chose for me. Great.
None of the choices regarding the difficulty, scenario, alignment, or character interested me. I already know where I am, the date, that I'm generally a neutral person with a lot of flex when it comes to morals and that I'm a guy trapped in a girls body. But the shard selection... having a Warrior Entity shard makes perfect sense and matches canon for Taylor, but my shard is only Vital. I could have sworn Taylor's shard was a Queen Shard, 'Queen Administrator' specifically. Maybe that's just a name? Or it's accurate and these selections only apply to the addition powers I was apparently given?
Either way what I see next is mildly disturbing, my shard is actively affecting my mind making me Irritable, Wrathful, Bloodthirsty and giving me a forceful push to use my powers creatively. Well I probably would have done the last one regardless. As bad as those are, we haven't even gotten to the drawbacks section I saw, I'm not looking forward to that. First though is some good news it seems, I have perks. A lot of very useful perks at that.
Four different cloaks that protect me from precogs and thinkers of all power levels, barring ones like Tattletale of the Undersiders since her power is less real precognition or clairvoyance and more Sherlock Holmes style deduction on steroids. In other words they can't block powers that rely on directly observing real life situations and stimuli. In addition, the alien seems to have decided to further protect me by purchasing a mental barrier to block all master and stranger abilities, and making me immune to trumps. So no one will be able to mind control me, make me forget their presence, or suppress/steal any of my powers.
The good news keeps rolling in from there, my shard has been modified to have an endless source of power and have an infinite range. Considering that a normal Parahuman's shard only gives them a few decades worth of power on average and stops working once outside of earths atmosphere... It makes me wonder exactly what the Alien thought I would need it for. The only thing that comes to mind is possibly travel outside of the Worm multi-
A massive headache bursts through my brain at the thought of leaving the Worm Multiverse. On instinct, and in blinding pain I reach for a power I wasn't aware I had and shut off all the pain receptors in my brain. With a chance to actually think, now that the pain has suddenly vanished, I realize I just came into contact with the first of the drawbacks I've been dreading. A Concision Geas. One that stops me from leaving this multiverse before the Warrior entity is defeated and I've fulfilled Taylor's canon headache was just a warning, and with a thought I turn my pain receptors back on, wary of the dangers of going through life without the ability to feel pain.
It could be worse all things considered. I don't think I could have lived with myself if I ran away and abandoned every single human on every single earth in this multiverse. Not without at least trying first. Still, it does take away any possible safety net I might have had. I can't just dip out to a new multiverse if/when things get hard, and if my memory of Worm is accurate, things will get hard. Death world, not worth saving type of hard.
After that I apparently have an Unconscious Geas, that could be literally anything and I'd probably never know because I just wouldn't do it or think it would be normal or reasonable for me to do in the first place. I can't change it, can't do anything about it. Best to just ignore it and move on. The thought momentarily takes me back as honestly I'm being a lot more logical and calculating than I would have thought I was capable of but I suppose that just shows the usefulness of being able to shunt your emotions off, and look at a problem with just facts.
OK the rest of the drawbacks... hmm so I'm going to have an urge to monologue, but it's suppressible. I'm poor, which Taylor's family already was canonically. I'm going to be a target for recruitment when the serial killer group, 'The Slaughterhouse Nine' show up, but so was Taylor canonically. I'm going to have the first Endbringer I fight, assuming I do, go slightly out of it's way to target me when the battle first starts, but so was Taylor thanks to Armsmaster's ego and selfishness in wanting to kill Leviathan solo. I guess also his delusions for thinking he could do what no cape has been able to do in nearly twenty years.
Besides, assuming my powers are even remotely more useful for fighting off a thirty foot tall hydro-kinetic puppet that can tank attacks from the hardest hitting capes, than Taylor's bug control powers, I'd probably try to engage Leviathan regardless. Outside of that, apparently the Corona Pollentia in my brain is inactive. Or at least it's inactive for the powers outside of Taylor's canon bug powers, but considering I used powers outside of Taylor's already, I'm pretty sure my fainting was the normal side effect of a trigger event. The fact that I can see a fully active Gemma in my brain just further confirms this.
The last two drawbacks are barely that. The first makes it so anyone I tell about either the Entity or the secret organization Cauldron won't believe me. Considering that the genocidal Entity is currently in the public guise of Scion, the world's first, strongest, and purest hero... why would anyone ever believe anything negative I said about him? As for Cauldron, they're partially ran by the Triumvirate, the strongest and most popular team of heroes that aren't a genocidal space alien.
Hell one of them runs America's only government authorized hero agency, the 'Protectorate' and the other covertly is the head of the 'PRT', the government agency that polices all Parahumans. Oh and they can tell when anyone says their organization's name. Why would I ever tell anyone about them? Let alone try to convince them of how evil either is, I'm not suicidal. Or stupid.
The last makes me worshiped by the 'Fallen'. A group of doomsday cultist who worship Endbringers, the extremely powerful murder puppets that routinely destroy entire cities every three months, as gods. They're going to think I'm also an Endbringer and worship me, Which they apparently may have done anyway even if this wasn't purchased for me so... basically this just guarantees something that was to likely happen if I'm going to be even half as strong as I think I am.
Which actually brings me at long last to the power section of the mostly blurred out document in my head. Minor tier 4 powers that give me perfect aim, auto complete blueprints I think up and let me know anytime another Parahuman is around. Nothing powerful, but all super useful as long as I have other powers that those selections can enhance and support. The first real power I have is twinsies, a copy of Panacea's power to manipulate the biology of any carbon based life form I come into contact with. Arguably one of the single most powerful abilities in the entire Worm Multiverse capable of impossible healing, creating monstrous abominations, brainwashing people, and so much more.
And that was just the first power. The next is well... Deadpool. As in Deadpool's ability to regenerate rapidly from a single cell. Flat out one of the most powerful healing factors in all of comics. Not as flashy at the first, but considering how dangerous this world is, one just as useful, if not more so. The next power is one I have trouble believing, 'Mythical' giving me the ability to launch elemental blasts with the power of nuclear missiles. The power seems to depend on the user's understanding of what an element is, covering the possibility of classical elements like fire and water, periodic elements like hydrogen and uranium, or even conceptual elements like time and gravity.
Personally I consider all three types of elements to be just as vali- I can feel a sudden shift as if suddenly a part of me is whole. I can feel the Mythical blaster power just under the surface, feel the ability to launch blasts of classical, periodic, and conceptual elements just waiting to be used. Eager to be used, with a variable strength of one kiloton, to fifty-eight megatons, the strength of the Tsar bomb. I guess I also consider nuclear/atomic bombs to be nuclear missiles as well.
The sheer strength of Mythical blaster makes the next power seem underwhelming. Self Biokinesis, the ability to manipulate ones own biology and it's with that thought that I remember Panacea's brand of Biokinesis, canonically can't be used on yourself. Realizing that a huge weakness I forgot about was filled in, made me appreciate the power a lot more than I would have in the wake of being able to reduce cities to ashes with a flick of my wrist.
The last highlighted power in the tier three section truly earns my full and unconditional love the moment I read it. The ability to turn into any mythical creature I want and grow to the size of a fucking city! I can literally turn into a flying, fire breathing, dragon the size of fucking Tokyo. That's just stupid. Granted the power is listed as slow growing only one inch of size per second but I'm sure my two Biokinesis powers can speed that up to be far more manageable.
The next power section, 'combo powers' just seems to confirm that belief. The first of two highlighted powers there is Biobringer ,which combines both forms of Biokinesis I have. It gives me absolute control and understanding of all carbon based life forms, as well as tripling the speed I can control biology at. The next power 'Biomass Generation' combines my self Biokinesis power with my Deadpool power, to let me generate an infinite amount of extra biological matter from nothing. I'm really starting to see the build the Alien was going for and it's honestly awe inspiring.
Unbelievably, there's still two more powers highlighted in a further section, tier two powers. At this point I'm not sure what could possible top the powers I have but I'm oh so eager to find out out. The first power... holy fuck. Yeah the ability to turn into any Pokemon, Including Legendary Pokemon. I don't think I have actual words to express how power that is. Some legendary Pokemon are actual gods of creation, as in created an entire universe. Hell, created the entire Pokemon Multiverse technically.
The last and final power is very understandably a massive letdown after the ability to turn into an actual god, and hundreds of other super powerful and useful beings. Still I'm plenty happy with creating impenetrable force-fields with a total area of one hundred square meters. Honestly even with the majority of my emotions shunted off into my swarm, I'm starting to feel overwhelmed with the sheer strength of my powers and the breadth of knowledge that comes along with a few of them. It's staggering.
Still I have one section left with a few highlighted selections. The 'Skills' section. A quick glance... It's nice. Nothing game-breaking like in the power section but I'm happy with all of them. Stealth skills, Programming skills, Hacking skills, An ability to learn much faster, the ability to speak every language as well as the knowledge of all accompanying sign languages. All useful skills for anyone that's going to be a hero, especially one that plans to operate in multiple countries.
Is that what's expected of me? To be some paragon of justice righting wrongs all over the world, stopping supervillians and natural disasters alike? Saving the world from S-class threats like The slaughterhouse nine, Ending the threat of the Endbringers chronic destruction? I know I'm supposed to to defeat the Entity, hell I'm stuck here until I do so there's no way I'm not going to.
As for the rest... I just don't know. I'm not sure I want to dedicate my life to helping every single person on the planet, to spend all my time, all my energy dedicated to the world. I don't think I'm that selfless, but I'm also not sure I can handle letting countless people die while I have the power to do something about it... ugh it's not something I have to decide right this moment. I'm still at the beginning of everything, I still need to get used to my powers, still need to figure out how I'm going to deal with being a girl. The world can wait for now.
Let me think. It's April 7th so if memory serves me right I'm at the start of the Worm story. Well technically I'm a day before canon starts. Something is supposed to happen at school tomorrow if I remember right, though honestly with Taylor's bullies, something happens nearly every day at school. Still this one I think mmm, something happens with juice maybe? Either way Taylor was supposed to run out of the school.
I don't think that part matters just that what happens at school is what is supposed to give her the final push to finish her costume over the weekend and do her patrol of the docks area in time to run into the cities strongest cape and villain, Lung. A fire breathing, regenerating, dragon themed changer. That she beats. With bugs. Honestly looks aside, I've always seriously respected Taylor's determination, tactical mind, and creativity. She took out a cape that is famous for fighting Leviathan one on one... with bugs.
Which leads to her becoming an undercover villain and massively shifts the power balance in the city riling up the cape gangs and setting so much in motion. If I go and fight Lung, I end up on peoples radar way sooner than I'm comfortable with and the city eventually blows up. Like Literally. A Parahuman tinker that specializes In bomb making and is a member of Lung's cape gang, the ABB, is going to set off hundreds of exotic bombs devastating the city in a plan to free her leader.
On the other hand Taylor took out Lung while he was on his way to meet up with Oni Lee, a Parahuman mover with the power to teleport, so they could hunt down and kill a group of teenage small time villains. The Undersiders. A group of mostly decent teens that are being manipulated into working for a behind the scenes mastermind for various reasons. They also become the first and only friends Taylor has after a year and a half of bullying when she goes undercover to gather evidence to arrest them.
Fuck it. I couldn't live with myself knowing they died because I didn't want to get my hands dirty either by fighting Lung, or dealing with all the fallout from his capture in a way the canon Taylor simply didn't have the power for. Besides, if I'm stuck in this world now, I'd rather be stuck with people I could actually be friends with and the Undersiders are by far the people in this world I'm most familiar with.
If I'm going to do this though, I'm going to need to do this right. Finish the costume Taylor was working on. Skip school and get used to my powers, confirm some thoughts I had about them, about possible synergies, then figure out a persona for a hero that can debut and handle the aftermath of Lung's capture, all by the 10th. I could just do it as myself, or rather as the persona Taylor creates, the one who is mistaken for a villain because of how dark and creepy it is and recruited by villains, but I'd much rather do it with the benefits of being seen as a new independent hero and not, a criminal gang member trying to branch out and take another gang's territory.
Not to mention well... Taylor's look is just way too edgy for me, especially if I'm going to be temporarily playing hero. Even more so if I go all the way and go hero permanently. Now I just need to figure out how to be in two places at the same time. With that thought in mind I focus on the spiders currently near the basement that Taylor had been using to make her custom out of silk.
My first assumption was proven correct when I was able to manipulate the biology of the spiders in the basement all the way from my room on the second floor. Normally Panacea's Biokinesis would only be able to effect someone she was touching, but with all the enhancements It seems I can use it at range on my swarm. It makes sense. Taylor could see, hear, and eventually talk through her swarm, She can shunt portions of her thought processes into the collective mind of her swarm. In other words when she takes control of them, they become a part of her in a crude way.
With my ability to control all carbon based life-forms and Taylor's ability to control small simple minded creatures at range synergized... hmm I wonder if I can actively use my powers through my swarm, instead of just on them at range. If I land a fly on someone, could I reach out and use my Biokinesis to manipulate that persons biology? Later on, Panacea used her ability to modify Taylor's, brain and alter her powers to control people instead of bugs, though at a much smaller range. Would the synergy between my power allow me to master all biological life forms in a similar manner? Taylor's shard is technically capable of expressing itself in that way after all. So many things to test. So little time.
-6:00 PM 04/08/2011-
It was weird looking at Taylor's body, at myself naked outside of a mirror. Not because we're ugly, but because I'm looking at a version of myself through my eyes while simultaneously looking at my real self through my other eyes with a different background and in a slightly different position. It was highly disorienting initially. After a few minutes though I get used to the new outlook and get the chance to truly admire my creation. A perfect clone of Taylor Hebert.
Well on the outside at least. On the inside is a whole other story. While I found out that I could master people at range through using my combined powers, It's slow and difficult. The biggest issue is that it isn't mind control, it's body control, which means I have to take over and move every single part individually. It's also just harder to manipulate human bodies at range, the farther away the slower the response time. After about a block I can no longer feel the connection.
So instead I made a bug/human hybrid in the shape of Taylor Hebert. Genetically and through most medical scans it should appear as the genuine article, but if you know where to look, and how, things get far more interesting. To solve the control problem I decided to implant an ant brain in each limb then reformat them to control human musculature. Then for redundancy and precision I tripled the number in each limb so now both arms and legs have three ant brains hidden in their respective limbs skeletal structure.
I Chose ant brains for the limbs because they're simultaneously one of the smallest insect brains while also being one of the most complex, and have been perfected by evolution for large scale synchronized movements to accomplish singular goals. The clone's brain in my opinion is the true work of art. I found out that as soon as the brain gets too complex, specifically anything over roughly 5 million neurons, it gets harder to control. Granted I successfully reached out and controlled neighborhood dogs in the 500 million neuron range but like with humans the range and speed dropped off significantly.
So I used the most size effective, complex bug brain I could. The bee. California carpenter bees to be exact. Instead of a human sized brain with roughly 86 billion neurons, I filled the same cranial cavity with a mass of interconnected reformatted bee brains, roughly 500 thousand of them. That's a combined neuron count of nearly 600 billion. Bee's brains are just far more efficient than primates. I could have used ants again given they are much smaller than even bees, and so more efficient, but they're way too energy intensive to put so many in the clone. It would have needed a very inconvenient amount of calories and frankly, the added neurons would have been wasted and unneeded.
The best part is that as far as my powers are concerned, there's effectively no difference in the difficulty and mental processing power in controlling one singular bug and controlling a swarm of billions. As long as the swarm is focused on a singular goal. It's when I focus on too many swarms at the same time that things get complicated. Not in my actual controlling of the swarms, but I tended to lose focus of what my actual body is doing if I have too many active swarms doing too many different things.
Hidden all throughout the skeleture are one thousand signal boosting beetles. Well to be specific, there's the connected necessary internals of one thousand signal boosting beetles interwoven and slightly changed to better work for my purposes. Thank you Panacea for coming up with the relay bug idea in canon. With so many, and their effects set to amplify each other instead of just being additive like in canon, my clone body has an effective range of nearly 570 miles. Not quite enough to be on the other side of the planet but still... I can comfortably fight crime in D.C. from my living room in Brockton Bay, If I wanted of course.
The other modifications are the same ones I've done to my primary body which so far mostly consists of increasing the muscle denseness, strengthening ligaments, decreasing lactic acid production, and lacing skin and bones with graphene. Admittedly it's not a lot, I'd probably only be rated a 3-4 on the brute scale. I should only be capable of lifting four tons, and being bullet proof to small arms fire If my knowledge of biology is as complete as I think it is. Not world beater strong, but the changes are only a prototype enhancement package I'm still testing out.
Honestly this much work, planning and testing, should have taken me weeks if not months. Instead it took me roughly thirty minutes, and most of that was spent physically making the clone and then double and triple checking everything when I was done. It's not that I'm a genius or anything, I just have a truly broken powerset. I have a 'weak' power that lets me make a rough outline for a blueprint of something, then auto fills in the details as long as my brain contains the knowledge to do It. I just so also happen to have powers that give me complete knowledge of all carbon based biology and the biology of Pokemon.
In other words I just need to think up a rough Idea of what I want and as long as it's possible I get detailed blueprints of exactly how to build it. Usually multiple blueprints that I then choose the best from if I wasn't specific enough initially. Synergy is amazing. I plan on adding a lot more to the overall design, especially including things I've learned from Pokemon to make this clone, and my original body a one man, one woman, army... but for now this should be serviceable in public.
Reaching out to the clone, I gently pinch it's nipple to see the sensation feedback and get mildly surprised to discover it's both more and less than I expected. If I focus fully on the clone body, to a degree I never would in general, and that would leave me mostly unaware of my surroundings, I can feel it fully as if it was happening to me. A normal strength connection has me feeling more like a phantom touch on my breast, while I can pull far enough back to only become intellectually aware that the nipple on my clone body is being felt with no associated sensation. Interesting.
I send the clone through a fairly intensive exercise regiment to make sure I have the level of fine motor control I should while my main body focuses on more important things. Like Taylor's father. Danny Hebert isn't a horrible man, though since the death of his wife he has been a rather lacking father. Honestly my interactions with him so far have been lying to him about going to school, asking whats for dinner, telling him my day was fine, and being reminded to do the dishes.
The thing is, outside of Taylor's knowledge about her powers, I have none of Taylor's memories. It shouldn't be so easy to fool her dad into believing I'm her but... He's kind of barely there. Not to mention outside of February when Taylor spent time in the hospital, he hasn't had any meaningful interaction with his daughter in nearly two years. Even if I did start acting different I'm not sure he'd even be able to tell it was out of character. Which is not to say he doesn't care, he does, he's just trapped in his grief.
Part of me thinks I should try to help him, the other part is well aware that I plan on effectively dropping out of school and having a less attentive father is probably best. After another few minutes of debate, my selfishness wins out and I send a quick mental apology to Danny. I had parents and I really don't need another one, besides, assuming I can, I'll probably leave this multiverse as soon as Scion is defeated, there's no point in getting attached or overly involved with him.
With that settled I can fully focus on my new persona. In the past day and a half I did a lot of planning and thinking about exactly how I want this to go. I decided on fully assuming a second and very distinct identity. Initially I wanted to make the identity male, but something about that just felt off.. wrong. Maybe it's my new female brain chemistry? Either way I settled for being someone very obviously intersex.
To make up for my lack of a gender change, I then decide on a race change. In my last life, I was Black and Asian so I decided to make myself Asian as one of the biggest gangs in the city is the ABB or Azn Bad Boys. Again like with my gender, going fully Asian didn't exactly feel right so I settled for half, with the Asian features being the most prominent. After that it was a relatively simple, though, long process of finding the perfect identity to assume.
It required me breaking into a neighbors house, putting them into a deep sleep around midnight and using their computer to scour through news articles about the slaughterhouse nine and the towns they destroyed in the last year. It took a couple of hours but I found the perfect girl, a 16 year old from Waynesville, OH. The Slaughterhouse Nine hit the city about four months ago and the girls body was never recovered, though she was believed to have been burned to ashes by Burnscar with the rest of her family.
Her father was Japanese, moved to America and had a kid with a very pretty White woman from OH, then on a return visit home survived Leviathan's attack on Kyushu. The girl had graduated the summer before just shy of her 16th birthday thanks to skipping a couple grade in elementary. It took another few hours after that but I managed to use my hacking skills to break into the PRT's files, using a backdoor I already knew was there thanks to Tattletale and her boss Coil, and acquire both her dental records and DNA from her hospital records. Both were requested of all victims to help identify bodies. After a bit more research on the blueprints of helpful items,I left my neighbors house, waking them up on the way out.
Walking over to the mirror, I start the process of changing My body to match the girl whose picture I memorized. I watch as the face shrinks getting shorter and somewhat rounder with the cheekbones growing more prominent. The mouth getting narrower, lips fuller, eyelids and shape changing, hair straitening skin tanning. And then my perception changes, lowering as my body shrinks nearly 3 inches lowering my 5'6 height as 15 year old Taylor to just over of 5'3.
The body that looks back at me is short, slender, athletic, beautiful. Though it needs work. Not in the beauty department, but in the not-Taylor department. The biggest issue is that 5'3 isn't far enough off of 5'6, while my Taylor body will grow to nearly 6' in a couple of years, if we both debut at the same time this weekend there just isn't enough visual distinction. So I grow. I raise my height by nine inches to be just at 6' even. One, this is an eye catching height for anyone woman, and two it's similar enough to the height that Taylor will eventually be at which will minimize disorientation from massive shifts in center of gravity and perspective in the future.
But... the body is still too Taylorish. Still too slender and lanky. Increasing my proportions, I take relatively slender thighs and put muscle and fat on them. Increase the ass by a lot, slightly visible abs, raise breast to a solid D-cup, more muscle and definition in the arms, mmm... It's a start. Now to really make her different. My plan is simple, make her a Pokemon changer, that maintains some Pokemon elements in human form.
To start with I give her faded black tiger stripes running down her arms and legs, to represent a change into Arcanine. A plume of spiky white hair, trailing down her back in a similar manner to SSJ3 Goku with the sides shaven, to represent a change to Infernape. With a slight hesitation I further change the last couple inches of each stand of hair to patterns of red, orange and yellow so it will look like fire in motion. Then I give the body a long brown monkey tail to complete the homage.
Around the eyes I form a set of armor like material with an upward spike extending past the head, one for each eye, to represent a change into Lugia. The effect is similar to a domino mask. I continue the Lugia inspiration and give the monkey tail two spikes of the same color and material at the end. Finally I go for a more hidden change, the areola of each breast changes to an oval egg shape then turns bright pink along with the nipples. Along each side of the oval a small rounded fairy like white wing design appears, to represent a change into Blissey.
Of course that's not all the Pokemon forms I plan for this body to publicly use, those just represent the 'strongest' Pokemon that persona has turned into so far as part of her backstory, leaving plenty of room for further changes and Pokemon features. Internally there's a lot more going on. It has the same enhancements as my normal body, but it also has something I discovered while practicing changing into Pokemon.
In the rough center of the Pokemon seems to be a muscular core not too dissimilar from the heart. The material it's made out of changes somewhat for the more exotic Pokemon bodies, but in all it seems to produce a form of Bioenergy that fuels Pokemon abilities, evolution, moves, stores genetic knowledge, and is what keeps them alive. Thanks to the synergy of Panacea's powers and my Pokemon changer power I have full knowledge of exactly how it works.
Thanks to my ability to auto complete blueprints I was able to easily design a core that would be roughly equal to a Lvl 100 Legendary Pokemon, with all known Pokemon moves and the Bulletproof ability. Turning myself basically into a human-form Pokemon. I'm not sure if this is how Pokemon biology works in it's native universe, or if this is simply my shards way of creating a method for me to fuel the powers of Pokemon in my changer form. Maybe someday I'll find a way to the Pokemon Multiverse and find out?
Now the outfit... honestly I'm not really a huge fashion person and considering I'll spend most my time in a Pokemon form, I just went simple. Red biker shorts that go down to just above the knees and show off my thick thighs and... 42 inch ass, a cross strap red sports bra that leaves my back mostly exposed and comes down to the middle of my abs. I wanted to leave room in case I added wings to my back to represent a latter Pokemon form.
I top it all off with burnt orange shin and forearm guards, then navy blue finger-less gloves and tabi boots. The full outfit was made out of the various bio-organic fibers, metals, and rubber I now had access to thank to my Pokemon changer ability synergizing with my Biokinetic ability. On a whim I add soft armor plating to the chest, hips and outer thighs made of highly flexible graphene plates and covered in a burnt orange fabric. I finish the minor changes by adding dark yellow trim to the forearm and shin guards to further match my hair's fire patterns.
All in all the final effect is a tall well endowed and athletic Asian girl with various Pokemon features and wearing armored martial arts styled work out gear. The perfect easily, and cheaply, created outfit for someone with the supposed backstory my new persona has. And thus Katelyn Yoshimura is reborn, know the young heroic cape named Tsukushi after the ancient name of the island Kyushu. It's overly sentimental, not easy for Americans to say, not descriptive of my powers and most importantly not very marketable.
But it is the type of thing a lost and traumatized girl who was raised by the survivor of Kyushu might name themselves both to feel closer to their dead father and heritage. Obviously if I join the wards they'll change it. If only for the fact that it maybe seen as overly sympathetic to the ABB. Or, given that Lung fought Leviathan one-on-one in the battle that sunk the island, and I'm an orphan, they may even try to relocate me if I join... No I have to avoid that at all cost. Though technically I don't need to be in Brockton Bay to beat Scion...
Mmm I'll focus on that later, right now I still have one last adjustment to make now that my overall look is complete. The semi-gender change. Or in other words, giving myself a very large and obvious dick so everyone can tell through my tight stretchy shorts, thus furthering my persona from Taylor and Skitter. There's a part of me that thinks this is stupid. There's a part of me that thinks it's a good idea and will make sure I'm never associated with Skitter. The biggest part of me really just wants my dick back.
A second or two later and it is. Well okay not exactly my dick, hell at 8 inches soft it's bigger than mine used to be hard but still it's nice having one again, even if only temporarily. A few adjustments and I have rather large internal testicles, take care of the pesky period problem, decrease my refractory period, increase my semen production, turn on lactation... and done. I'll honestly probably change some of that later, I kinda went overboard but when you can change your body at a whim, crazy ideas seem a lot more normal.
With my little dick diversion done with, well big dick diversion, I turn back to the still exercising clone Taylor body. Over an hour and no physical exhaustion. Balance and coordination problems were quickly dealt with. All in all a good test. Now for the main reason I made this body. Having It get dressed, I watch as it goes about Taylor's normal night-time routine. I need to be in two places at once, and this is a perfect low stress test of the clones range.
I am curious if it will increase my range as well if I channel my powers into it, I've been purposefully avoiding finding out just in case connecting to every bug in a 570 mile radius of my location gives me a massive headache since most wouldn't be in swarms. There's also a possibility that the increased signal strength will let me connect to large number of mammals in a smaller, but still massive range. I'm particularly worried about accidentally mastering everyone in the city causing the PRT Nationwide to go on the hunt for the most powerful human master to ever exist, baring the Endbringer Simurgh of course.
But honestly, I'm procrastinating. Not that my thoughts aren't important but I have infinite multitasking, I could easily be doing this while on the move. But I'm not. A big part of me is a little freaked out about what I'm going to do. Go out into the city with barely any practice with my powers and look for a hero. I want to make sure that Tsukushi is the first persona they meet. Given that the fight with Lung is the day after tomorrow, and that the meeting with Armsmaster is right after, I don't have much time. Hell if I can arrange it I'd prefer to Fight lung while this persona is in the PRT. Hell maybe even meeting with Director Piggot if I can manage it.
I push all my nervousness, excitement, and anxiety into my swarm. I feel significantly calmer, far more in control and slightly exasperated at myself when I feel the dick in between my legs shift. Still there's work to do. Changing into the form of a Pidgey, I teleport myself outside the bedroom window and let my Pokemon instincts takeover to quickly find myself flying away.
-9:30 PM 04/08/2011-
It took me nearly two hours to find a hero. Well no that's not true. I did pass Glory Girl, while flying but she's not a member of the Wards or Protectorate, she's a part of the independent hero team New Wave and Panacea's adopted sister, so I really have no interest in meeting her. I definitely don't want her sister touching me and seeing my modifications. Not yet anyway. I also saw Clockblocker, the Ward striker who can freeze people in time temporarily, patrolling with Gallant, who has some kind of emotion sensing and control power. Though he pretends to be a tinker wearing power armor.
I'm fairly certain his powers wont work on me but he's probably still pretty good at reading people. Clockblocker from what I remember at this time is incredibly immature and unable to take things seriously, not exactly the best first contact. Then I finally stumbled on someone who maybe is a decent choice. Emphasis on the maybe. I saw a dark figure dressed in a black cloak and carrying a crossbow, fade into a nearly invisible dark transparent mist like form.
Shadow Stalker. AKA Sophia Hess. The girl that virtually brainwashed Taylor's ex-best friend into becoming a bully with their main target naturally being Taylor. Also the person that made her trigger by shoving her into a locker filled with used tampons and locking it. She's a ward currently on probation. She got caught pinning a gang member to a wall with a crossbow bolt, killing him. Not the only person she killed just the one she got caught for. Her punishment? Being forced to be a hero... and getting 50 thousand a year in a trust fund while on probation. Not to mention the minimum wage she gets immediately.
Honestly, this could work. She's a serious person. Somewhat interested in having another girl on the team that isn't a kid. She respects power, which I have in spades. Plus, and here's the most important part. I can blackmail her. Sophia has several stashes of metal tipped crossbow bolts stashed around the city for when she goes on patrol solo. She's supposed to only be using tranquilizer darts as a condition of her probation. If she got caught using them, she'd violate those terms and end up in juvie...
Using Pidgey's keen sights it's relatively easy to see the transparent mist form even at night. The only issue is, one I wasn't prepared for. Pidgey is actually really fast by human standards. It took me a little bit to find a pace I could actually follow her at that wouldn't just shoot past her. Eventually though she stops on a roof top and goes into a corner. Quickly shifting back into my human form I use the move Fly, thank you Pokemon core, then call up a blueprint I saw online.
Between my ability to make any bio-organic material, including the exotic Pokemon ones, and my Porygon gifted ability to create/ manipulate computer code and interface with technology, not to mention my own programming and hacking abilities, well ti took all of two seconds to from and program a high quality digital camera with recording capability in addition to low light visibility and night vision.
I was in the perfect position to record Shadow Stalker, turn human, take out her hidden stash of crossbow bolts, and then go back to mist form. Following along from the sky, I kept the camera focused on her until she came across an attempted rape after nearly an hour. Unbelievably, unless you know her, she didn't actually try to stop the clearly drugged up member of the Archer's Bridge Merchants from raping the woman. She seemed to just watch like she was waiting for something.
In Sophia's fucked up head, if the person doesn't fight back, they don't deserve to be saved. Which isn't to say she won't take the guy down after I'm sure, but she definitely isn't going to step in. Sadly for the woman in question, she chose to do the usually safer thing, in not resisting, while the exact wrong hero was nearby. A part of me wanted to step in myself and honestly I almost did but the temptation of having evidence on Sophia was just too strong to pass up.
And so we both watched and waited, for two minutes until the guy was done and the woman was left sobbing and broken as he made his slow slightly stumbling escape. Sophia, to her credit, was on him like a hawk the second he turned the corner in the alley and there was no longer a chance of her being seen. Some words were spoken that I was too far away to hear, followed by a crossbow bolt sinking into the guys chest, right where his heart should be.
Predictably he went down with little fanfare, it was a quick and easy kill. I watched, and recorded, as she then picked up a broken glass bottle, pulled out her crossbow bolt, and then repeatedly stabbed the corpse in the wound. Hiding what caused the death. And I have it all on video. With a burst of inspiration, I add more mass to the camera then form a Pidgey around it, It's brain naturally made of bee brains, and it's filled with signal boosting internals. I created, functionally, an organic drone.
Both the drone and I follow Shadow Stalker around for another thirty minutes, with me carefully positioned behind the drone so as not to appear in frame. Shadow Stalker seems to catch the trail of something and a second later so do I. A group of Empire Eighty Eight members in their full Nazi mode are beating up what looks like a black guy from here. Having enough evidence on Shadow Stalker already I don't hesitate to jump in this time.
Teleporting to roughly a mile a head of Shadow Stalker, and above the sight line of the Pidgey drone, I begin rapidly flying toward the scene at a descending angle, so it looks like I approached from the opposite side as Shadow Stalker and the camera. As fast, and disorienting, as I can fly it only takes a few seconds for me to reach the beating. Halting my momentum I land incredibly softly behind the Nazis and instead of beating them unconscious I decide to put on a show for the camera.
Instantly changing into a Jigglypuff, complete with a black and green fake mic, then start to sing. The three Nazis barely have time to turn around at the sudden voice before they begin yawning. By my third signing of Jigglypuff, all three are out like a light, heavily snoring around their victim. Checking through Pidgey's eye I see that the camera caught the entire thing, as well as shadow stalker watching. Waddling over to the badly beaten black teenage male, I shift Pokemon forms into a Chansey And use Healing pulse on the downed man twice, fully healing him as his body was suffused in bright golden orbs.
Shifting Back to human I discretely created pockets on my shorts and quickly made and programmed a smartphone the same way I did the camera earlier, with software allowing it to connect to any cell tower. Acting like I was still unaware of Shadow Stalker's presence I pulled out the phone and dialed the police.
"911, What's your emergency?" the voice on the other end was calm and polite, female. Well here goes nothing, I really should have planned this more. Or really at all.
"Yes hi, I um would like to report a crime, that is I uh interrupted a crime and ya know stopped it, and stuff."Oh fuck kill me now, apparently even with muted emotions I still have trouble talking to people I don't know. Just fucking great.
"Ma'am crank calling the police, or making a false-"
"No! No I'm sorry. Look lets try this again okay. I'm a new hero, It's my first night out and I stopped some Nazi gang people from beating up this black guy. None of them were capes so I figured it was more a police thing than a PRT thing... I think?" I'm pretty sure it is. I honestly barely remember the actual police from the Worm story.
"...No you made the right decision Ma'am. Are the gang members currently restrained and how many are there? What condition is the victim in? What's your location so I can send units out to you?" OK that's a lot of questions. OK uh location is... right OK.
"Well I don't really have anything to uh restrain them with I Kinda um... they're asleep so I don't think they'll wake up for awhile if I don't wake them up so uh yeah, there's only three of them. I, the guy I mean he's fine I healed him so It's all good, you can send the uh units to the alley behind Clawson's Hardware over on uh Madison ave near uh 11th street." A long silence greeted me before rapid typing.
"...I'm sorry are you saying that you used a parahuman ability to heal someone?" Oh... that's bad right? Fuck Panacea always had to ask people if she had there permission to heal them, oh fuck I hope I don't get sued, wait is this technically assault with a parahuman power?
"I mean yeah like the dude was kinda rough you know?" Was I supposed to just keep letting him bleed? Oh wait maybe I should have taken pictures or something?
"And what was your name Ma'am?" What the, why would she even ask me that!
"Aren't you like supposed to not ask stuff like that for like... you know so families or whatev-"
"Your cape name. What is your cape name Ma'am." Right. Fuck right. OK I need to calm down. I shunt the newly built up nervousness and anxiety toward the swarm that I unconsciously started gathering since landing. Fuck that's so much better. I guess if I'm out of range of my swarm I can't exact push my emotions on to them can I? Mmm when I get home I need to see If the Taylor clone effects my range like I think it will.
"Right sorry it's just my first time. I, my name is Tsukushi, It's Japanese It uh was the old name for Kyushu." That was... better I think. I didn't stutter nearly as much and I'm barely even flustered.
"I'm sure it is. The units I dispatched should be there in just a moment Tsukushi, will you be staying behind to give a statement?" Yeah I mean I really should right? I kinda need to make sure this guy doesn't sue me. Assuring her I would, I ended the call and prepared myself to wait. Surprisingly Shadow Stalker, stayed where she thought she was hidden instead of approaching me. I assumed she would try to intimidate me or interrogate me, maybe shoot me, something.
It only took a few minutes before I could hear the sound of approaching sirens. Shortly after I saw two squad cars pull up to the mouth of the alley, and four officers get out with their hands on their weapons. They slowly approached us, the one leading the way and seemingly the oldest, was taller than me by a couple of inches and heavy with muscle. Blonde hair and blues gave me the slightest bit of concern given how many white supremacists live in this city, as evidence by the Nazis lying at my feet.
"Are you Tsukushi?" The other officers fanned around me in a half circle. Two of them men, the other a young woman. Neither man was particularly interesting. One fairly average height, white with brown hair. The other black, about my height with a descent bit of muscle but not overly built. The woman appeared Hispanic with light brown skin and dark hair pulled back into a bun. She didn't look an inch over 5'2. All of them still had their hands on their guns.
"I am officer... Richards. I came across these three men beating the teenage boy over there and used an ability I have to put them to sleep. The boy was injured fairly badly but I healed him." I noticed both the brown and blonde haired cop look at each other briefly then at the men lying on the ground. Mmm if I remember correctly those two got out of the same squad car. Partners? The other two officers both seemed to relax after my words and getting the chance to take in the situation.
"Do you have any proof of that accusation miss? All I can see is four sleeping people at your feet and your confession that you did it." Oh really asshole, This had better not turn I not one of those situations. Worst comes to worst I can always use the footage I have, though I'd rather that remain a surprise for Shadow Stalker.
"Well I'm pretty sure the victim will be more than happy to tell you all about it when he wakes up. If there's nothing else officer I should probably get back to my patrol." I definitely planned on sticking around longer. Maybe chatting up the local cops, get some 'candid' footage of me being a good person, but this guy gives me a bad vibe. The fact that his hand is still on his gun probably has something to do with it.
"I'm going to have to ask you to remain here miss, you're currently a person of interest in an assault with a Parahuman ability investigation." With that he and the brown haired officer both unholster their guns but don't point them at me. The other two cops look around seemingly confused at the turn in conversation and their hands go to their guns, but they stay holstered.
"In that case this isn't your jurisdiction is it? Call the PRT and be on you way. But officer, if you raise that gun and shoot me, when the bullets bounce off, and they will bounce off, I'll be breaking both your arms." OK maybe I shouldn't be threatening a cop. Especially as it seemed to only earn me a glare and two pointed guns. I... Have bad experiences with cops. Not all cops, just the asshole ones that let their personal biases affect their jobs.
"Whoa, listen everyone, lets just calm down OK. No ones shooting anyone, and no one is breaking any arms. Now miss, you said your name was Tsukushi right? OK good, so you said you put these three to sleep, do you have any idea when they'll wake up?" The female cop stepped forward and somewhat blocked Officer Richards line of fire before putting her hands up and trying to deescalate the situation. Officer Ramirez it looks like.
"Generally about an hour. It has no adverse side effects and if you want I can wake them now instead." Officer Ramirez and her partner moved to cuff two of the sleeping men, before turning to the other cops present. Both still had their guns pointed at me and looking distinctly unhappy by the turn of events. After the long stretch of silence the brown haired cop sighed and holstered his weapon then moved to cuff the last man. Eventually Officer Richards holstered his gun as well.
"If you can go ahead and wake them now that would be best. It's a lot of paperwork if we put them in the cars without mirandizing them especially if they wake up in the cars hand cuffed and not mirandized." Giving her a quick nod I decide to keep the show going and change into a four foot tall, pink Miltank. I saw officer Ramirez and her partner both take a step back in surprise, with the other two brandishing their guns again. I guess I could have warned them.
With a quick Heal Bell, all four people are awake and the officers move to quickly separate the suddenly swearing racist from the scared teen. I stay in Miltank form for the novelty and watch as the gang members are mirandized and quickly put in vehicles. Not more than a second later, almost as if called, an ambulance appears and two EMT's rush over to the teenager that Officer Henry, Officer Ramirez' partner, had begun questioning.
"So are you stuck like that for long Or can you change back?" Turning away from the teen boy I see Ramirez standing about two feet to my left and looking at my new form with open curiosity.
"Mil, Miltank Mil."Honestly I could easily make the very slight modification it takes to speak as a human. It technically isn't even necessary as I'm not a Pokemon and don't actually have the same oddly shaped language center that they do. But this is far more entertaining. Ramirez cocks her head and looks at me in confusion before her mind makes the obvious connection between the word Miltank, and me being a pink cow with large utters.
"Is Miltank this forms name? I assume you can't speak like a human then?" Giving her a nod I move to say something only to be mildly annoyed when it comes out as Miltank again. OK on second thought that's just annoying. With a quick change I'm back in speaking form.
"Yeah sorry that forms name is Miltank for rather obvious reasons. Honestly I could stay in that form forever it feels just as natural as this one does." She takes a moment to fully take in my human form, the eye spikes, the tail, the hair, all of it before nodding to herself.
"And is this your actual form or are you just in another transformation? Are you a case 53? you know there are programs that can help if you need it." That's sweet, and I could easily claim to be a case 53 but the last thing I want is to get on cauldron's radar. And last time I checked , most if not all case 53's, or non-humanoid, capes were made by them.
"Eh, this is mostly my actual form. The first time I transformed It was into a monkey like form with flaming hair. When I turned human again I had the hair and tail. It doesn't happen for every new form I turn into but It's happened a few times. As for being a case 53, I mean I don't have that weird marking anywhere on me and I remember my life before becoming a cape just fine. Trust me, sometimes I wish I could forget it all."
"So you're just a new hero with a bunch of... interesting transformation then? In that case just wait a second... here we go, this is my card. I'm going to write the number of the non emergency line that you can report future situations like this to OK. Also I'm not sure how familiar you are with the unwritten rules and everything but if you want you can go ahead and give me call, It'd be nice to have a hero around here actually interest in working with the police." I watch as she takes out a card a scribble something on it quickly, then take it.
"Also, If you could come to court for the trial if you're called that would be great, without any evidence of a crime beyond the victim's testimony, well lets just say in Brockton with a case like this juries can sometimes be looking for an excuse to let people off. In the future, It would best to wait until Police Officers have arrived before treating victims, you also definitely want to make sure you get their consent. While I don't think the victim will press charges against you in this case, he very well could for assault with a parahuman power."
"I, I'm sorry I just. It's my first night out like fighting crime and all. He looked like he was in such rough shape I guess I just didn't think about it, I promise I'll do better." The officer smiled up at me before taking a step closer and giving my arm a pat.
"Honestly that's all anyone can ask you to do. That being said this really isn't the safest city for a brand new cape, especially if you aren't... the right kind of person. You might want to think about joining the Protectorate, or maybe see if New Wave is looking for people. Either way, give me a call when you're free I'd love to talk to you more about it, sometime tomorrow maybe? I can cook at my place If you aren't comfortable being in public."
"Oh um yeah I'd like that maybe lunch or something? I uh don't mind being in public and if I want I can make all my uh extras disappear but it's super uncomfortable and exhausting so I can only do it for a couple hours before it all comes out and leaves me ready to just pass out. So uh I guess your place would be best? Maybe I could bring something?" Is she asking me out on a date? I kinda feel like she is but I'm only 15, well 16 in this body, 20 in my last life... then again I guess this body really doesn't look 16 does it.
"My place it is then, Call me later on so I'll have your number and I'll give you my address OK? Oh... It looks like we need to head back to the station, It was nice meeting you Tsukushi, don't get so caught up in being a hero that you forget to call me." Watching her walk away after her partner called her over I couldn't help but hope this was a date. Not sure what I'm going to do with the whole being 16 thing and her looking like she's in her mid-20's but hopefully I'll find out after the sex. If there's sex. God I hope there's sex. I died a virgin once, no way I'm letting that happen again.
AN: So this isn't any of my other stories. Honestly I have multiple chapters of each written and planned to sit down and edit at least a couple over the holiday but when I did I was kinda lost. It's been so long I really don't remember my mindset when I wrote what I did so I'll have to go back and read over the outlines for the stories then read what I've already published, then start editing. I honestly just don't have the time or patience for that right now so I'm doing this instead because I really wanted something published. As I have time I'll work on getting those written chapters published.
As you may have noticed In some cases the use of the MC's Pokemon powers seem more on the level of the anime or pokedex, contradicting the powers description in the CYOA. This is because the synergy of changing into mythical creatures and changing into Pokemon opens the door for changing into Pokemon, where the pokedex entries about them are accurate, in other words the pokeworlds myths about them.
I'm aware that my explanation for how Pokemon biology works is probably inaccurate but there isn't really an official answer so... this is how the shard is presenting Pokemon's powers and abilities for use.
As far as the signal boosting goes, when signals, waves, are combined the result is rarely additive. Generally it's either multiplicative, exponential or divisive. Signals and waves generally bounce off each other either greatly increasing in strength or muddying themselves and canceling out. In this case the additive of 1000 relay bugs, each increasing Taylor's range by 300 ft, was roughly 57 miles. I increased that by a factor of ten.
Realistically I could have increased it by a factor of a thousand and still be underselling just how powerful the network could make her signal /It could very easily be factually written as global range. But I didn't want it to be too powerful so the signal amplification isn't nearly as efficient as it really should be.
I'm fully aware Taylor's shard Is vital and that it's name was given by a crazy person, also that the only vital shards are the ones the entities need for function and don't seed planets with, so no warrior entity shard no matter how powerful is vital. Only Thinker entity shards could be.
I'm aware that Taylor wasn't targeted, individually, at the start of the Endbringer battle. Or really at all. That was the MC misremebering due to too much fanfiction.
Yes I'm aware the way Taylor 'sees', 'hears', and 'talks' through her swarm is different than that. It was on purpose.
