Summary: There was never a Fairy Queen.
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Sitting in a darkened room lit by various monitors Taylor sat comfortably reviewing the streams of information. After months of being under the radar, after so carefully planning each step she was finally ready to step more in the spot light to gain not only more followers but to let those who can see the oncoming storm understand that a new order has started to rise.
Blankly she tilts her head in contemplation of the chances of success before nodding and heading towards the exit, it seems the time is now.
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From the darkened evening sky Taylor overlooked the Undersiders running away from Lung into E88 territory with terrifying calmness at the destruction already being wrought in Lung's escalation and the retaliation of the only E88 capes so far on the scene. Observing Rune throwing everything while constantly on the run was mild amusing, more than how Alabaster was backhanded aside as an after thought.
Deciding now was best moment she plummeted directly down on top of Lungs neck where the spine is, a dark shadowy blade materialized inside of the flesh and bone dropping Lung immediately as all communications to the rest of his body ceased.
Panic insured as everyone gaped at Lung suddenly falling down, why?! Tattletale spun around frantically but was unable to find a thing, where was it? Who did that to Lung?! He couldn't have fallen by himself could he? No, no he stayed down and oh god his neck!
As the once great dragon began to shrink Taylor absorbed his quirk as she enjoys calling them into herself with the next to fall being Alabaster, then Rune. Within seconds the only people alive on the street were the Undersiders who were horrified and unsure if moving would get them killed.
The sound of a unmistakable motorcycle grew closer as Taylor glided forward in suddenly multiple places and as one placed their hands on the Undersiders heads, removing their quirks and leaving them to their failures as the dust from her former selves still transferred what was needed back.
A small polite smile made its way onto her face as she watched the Protectorate roll out in droves to the scene of her announcement to the world without them ever realizing. Truly the quirk that young teen had was formidable, it made so many of her plans far simpler.
That smile grew ever so slightly as she started walking towards the unknowing Armsmaster while her clones flickered around the others and as one stole the quirks of an entire Protectorate, including their Wards.
To create a better tomorrow there could only be a single path. Something everyone would be forced to follow, to understand there was a being above them all who would look after them as long as they comprehended one single thing.
All will be One.
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AN: Normally write at least 1k but this just happened and felt right.
Can you guess at which 'quirks' she already obtained before this happened? Yes this is a All For One twist on things, because with Fairy Queen already pretty much doing the same thing it just seemed to fit perfectly.
As always feel free to take this idea and run with it, just be sure to give credit where credit is due for the inspiration.
