Unstoppable.
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For Taylor triggering was a public event, not just from so many witnessing her being stuffed inside the locker. School was over and she was still inside though not awake, and as time went by when she awoke is when it happened. She doesn't recall what happened but one moment she was in horrible pain and locked away, the next? Freedom as the locker, floor, walls, and ceiling gave way as she moved.
The Protectorate arrived shortly with her idly floating over the hole she made in her escape, her clothing also destroyed at the same moment of triggering. Pictures of course circulated despite her being underage. They showed her covered in a light amount of stripped fur, elongated canines, slit pupils and longer ears. Her claws were out, ready to rend asunder anything while she tried to come to grips with it all.
Thankfully Miss Militia was able to calm her down enough to get her somewhere more private before anything foolish could happen.
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After telling all of what she could and handing over her notebook they tried to get her to join the Wards. She of course said no, authorities have failed her time and time again why would these people be any different? Taylor also didn't think being around teenagers with powers would prove helpful to her after being around those without. Not in the type of circumstances as they had here where it could be viewed as them being students and the Protectorate the teachers. It reminded her to much of school.
She did however agree to undergo power testings to find out what she could do and hopefully control it. Though before that she contacted New Wave, her identity was blown and at least at the moment she could not return to looking like a normal human being. The talk went well and meetings were set up to see if she could fit in with their family. Them being a family and so public is the reasons she called in the first place, it was doubtful that the teens of New Wave would bully her unless their parents did the same which was so unlikely it didn't really need much thought.
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Turns out her powers made her like the Siberian only upgraded. She was faster and could fly unlike the cannibal. While she learned to turn off her field of fuck you, as one PRT agent described it as, she couldn't be returned to normal. Not even Amy could help for long, sure while touching Amy could force the change but the second she let go Taylor started to turn back to her new form.
Having to accept she would be looking like the Siberian of all people for the rest of her life took time, and a good amount of grief. It was somewhat worked out with the therapy she had in dealing with her triggering and the bullies. Though it would be a good deal more time before truly coming to terms with all that it means.
As for her powers, well as said like the Siberian. From what Armsmaster and Dragon could tell anything that came within a nanometer of her skin and fur would come in contact with a field that reduced the durability of anything touching to pretty much zero. It was such a low number that even using her pinkie she could push through solid tinker tech metals without any type of strain.
When combined with her speed which earned her a 7 on the mover rating, and flight, it made her very dangerous. Nothing used seemed to harm her as anything beyond a certain level of sound was rendered useless. The same happened when trying to use any type of radiation, heat or lasers, after a certain level that could be considered safe they simply lost any type of usefulness.
Taylor found out her one real weakness was that she needed to continue to breath as even diseases simply stopped at her shield. Thankfully that was a closely guarded secret and was going to be kept that way.
The end result had New Wave having her study tactics and group maneuvers as while they accepted her there was a problem. The Slaughterhouse 9 would undoubtedly pay her a visit in the future and she along with those around her needed to be ready for that eventuality. Last sightings showed them on the other side of the United States so there was some time even if they head straight for her.
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Taylor's first cape fight was with Lung of all people a few months later, she was out flying with Vicky and doing a light patrol when it started. Gunshots, growling, yelling and some light from what appeared to be fire was seen first. Going for a low flyby to see what was what showed the Undersiders doing their damnedest to run away from Lung who was in hot pursuit and steadily growing as he dealt with Bitch's monster canines.
The two teen hero's looked at each other, a nod and shrug happening between them as they tried to decide what to do. Taylor motioned for her to call for backup while she flew in closer and found out why this was happening. With one last nod Vicky took out her cell and flew higher up to not get caught in things.
Swooping downward Taylor stopped right in front of Lung who was by far the biggest threat. "Lung, why are you chasing after the Undersiders? You know as well as I do going after minor threats like this can cause issues." She asked in a calm voice, one that was actually practiced a lot. It was apparently important to be able to do that in stressful situations.
With a light snarl he growled out after punching the last awake dog in the face hard enough to rocket it to the side. "Back off! They stole from my casino and now they need to pay. No one steals from me."
Sighing quietly at how stupid they would have to be to do that she shook her head and said back "Are you planning on killing them or just beating the hell out of them? Because if it is the first then we have a problem."
"They stole from me, scared my customers and ruined one of my business's. What do you think will happen? Do you think you can stop me? Try little girl and I will show you why I am Lung." He said, the words getting harder to understand as he continued to transform. His flames gaining heat, his height increasing along with the scales getting harder.
With a shake of her head Taylor didn't bother with more words but instead darted at him. As Lung went in for a swipe, uncaring of what may happen, she swerved. Flying right between his legs and stretching out her arms which caused them to go through both of his legs at the knees like they weren't even there. She followed up with twisting her body around and swiping her hands through his upper arms. In short she just removed all of his limbs besides his head.
With a roar Lung fell to the ground as Taylor continued to hover, any time he started to regenerate she would remove that so he couldn't get back up. When he tried to use flames on her it was ignored, and the wings once grown were also sliced through with utter ease.
Sighing again Taylor said over Lungs roars and flame "Give it up, you can't beat me. I could have killed you already in the first move, but I am a hero and you don't have a kill order. Yet." Motioning to Vicky she told her to punt Lung's body towards the ocean, more space there and away from people.
With a strained grin on her pale face Vicky did as asked and sent Lung flying like a soccer ball, up and over all the buildings in the area. Vicky flew after and did it again in midair to make sure he landed away from people and structures on the beach with Taylor landing shortly right next to him. And removing his limbs once more with a grimace she hoped the Protectorate would get here soon.
"You know for the Dragon of Kyushu you aren't that impressive. Just very noisy, and stop that will you? It's not going to work." Taylor comments before slicing through his wings for the 8th time already.
Finally hearing the sound of a motorcycle Armsmaster pulled up and took a quick look at the scene. Shaking his head he grabs the iconic halberd of his and motions them to back away for a moment. Once they do so he seemingly injects Lung with some substance that noticeably slows how fast he was growing his limbs back.
After making sure Lung wouldn't die, and that Panacea was on the way Armsmaster turns to look at the two teens again and just stares. After a few moments of silence Taylor speaks up while shuffling a bit. "Well this is getting awkward..."
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A/N Well that is it for now, for some reason I got a idea about Taylor/Juggernaut from a Xmas song. No I don't know why, but decided after a sentence to change things. Here she triggered with the powers of the Siberian but without needing the projection aspect. This was typed up in one sitting and pretty quickly at that so yeah a bit rushed. Might polish it up later though unsure.
Once again anyone wanting to take this go right ahead, just remember to mention me.
