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Chapter 1-2 – Transform
Taylor breathed deeply. In front of her was the biggest challenge she had faced all day. Which, given the circumstances, was saying something. She had been shoved into a locker full of biological waste, was trapped in there for hours on end, was given nigh-godly powers with no idea how to use them, pranked the Terrible Trio, and challenged Glory Girl to a game of chase.
None of that compared to the daunting challenge that lay before her now.
She could sense him inside the house. Sitting. Waiting. Waiting for her, no less. And when he saw her, he would be sure to react... very badly.
She almost gave up entirely on going in, almost decided to try again another day, but she knew better. Waiting... waiting would only make it worse.
If only she knew how to use Transform. She had tried the move at the dock, multiple times in fact, but she just hadn't been able to do anything other than accidentally melt a good part of that tanker in the bay.
Which, mind you, was no small feat, and she was pretty sure that she would be taken way too seriously if anybody found out it had been her, and then nobody would think of her as 'cute', and that was no fun.
Right, right, back to the matter at paw. It was so much harder to stay focused now! Anyway, she could just go invisible... but if she did that, it would defeat the entire point of coming here. That and she also didn't know how to turn invisible.
She really needed to learn a lot of things. At the moment, her only offensive option was best suited for big targets, like Endbringers. Or Crawler. Or a tanker. So she either had no offensive option, or risked burning her opponent to a crisp, which she didn't want.
She needed a less destructive move.
But that was beside the point. No matter how she looked at the problem, there was only one real solution that she could see.
Taylor breathed again, then reached out with her mental voice. 'Hey Dad? There are some things I need to explain, so please don't freak out.'
"Let me get this straight," Danny Hebert muttered. "Emma Barnes, who I thought was still best friend, has been bullying you ever since high school started."
Taylor, who was floating about a foot above a chair, nodded. 'I'm not mad at her anymore, just... disappointed, I guess.'
"This morning, she shoved you into a locker filled with used feminine products." He wrinkled his nose at this.
'I prefer the term 'biological waste', myself.'
"And then you were teleported to some sort of astral plane by a deity of immense power called Arceus, who offered you unimaginable power. Including creating life."
Taylor giggled a bit. 'Well when you put it like that, it sounds unbelievable, but... yeah, pretty much.'
"And you just accepted?!" Danny shouted, causing Taylor to jerk back in midair. "Taylor, who knows what he could have done to you if he wanted!"
Taylor blinked. 'I had not thought of that... um, oops?'
Danny started to breathe heavily. "'Oops?' Taylor, what if he had done something terrible to you?"
'But he didn't!' She insisted. 'He didn't do anything bad, and I'm a whole lot happier now! Why can't you see that?!'
Danny flinched. "Taylor-"
'No, Dad!' Taylor interrupted, tears welling up in her eyes. 'Arceus saved me! If it weren't for him, I'd still be in that locker, I'd still be depressed, I'd still be... still be...'
Suicidal. Taylor wasn't saying the word, but Danny could tell that was what she was going to say.
Why hadn't he noticed it already? Had he really been so caught up in Annette's death that he had completely neglected his daughter? Was it his fault that the situation at Winslow had gotten as far as it did? That Taylor had considered...
"Oh god." It had been his fault, hadn't it. "Oh Taylor... I... I'm so, so sorry, I should have noticed-"
'Dad?' He looked up to see his daughter. Pink furred and feline, but undeniably his daughter. 'Dad, please. Don't beat yourself up over this.' She hugged him tight. 'It was my fault, I should have said something, told you about Emma, but I was just so worried about you that I... you were so upset after Mom died that I... I...' The tears were coming fast now, and Danny's jacket was thoroughly soaked. 'I'm so sorry, Dad. I should have told you... I should have told you sooner...'
Danny stood still for a few moments, before returning the hug. "I guess... we both have gotten a bit distant from each other, huh?."
'I guess so, Dad.' Taylor giggled, despite the tears. 'I guess so.'
Director Emily Piggot was not happy, not happy at all. The afternoon, despite being relatively clear, had just been a long series of frustrations, one after another.
First had been the incident at Winslow, which was itself a can of worms. Between Shadow Stalker accidentally outing herself, her committing a 'prank' that had apparently caused the victim to trigger, the new trigger herself, and the fallout following the whole event... well, Shadow Stalker was lucky to have gotten console duty for a month.
She'd have to call the Heberts at some point.
After that, there was the whole deal with the other new cape, the one that had apparently mastered Glory Girl and possibly Aegis. Despite only having brief contact with the two, she had already stacked up ratings in Mover, Master, Shaker, and, given that Glory Girl had described her as being a 'uniform pink with no deviations', possibly a Changer as well.
Emily Piggot had expected that to be the end of the craziness for the day. So of course, as if the universe decided to give her the middle finger, something even more insane happened.
Around six, a giant burst of flame had shot out from the docks, melting a huge part of the tanker in the bay, leaving a huge 'V' scorched on the other side, the same shape as the flame itself, according to a lucky eyewitness who managed to capture the flame, though not the cape, on camera. PHO had been flooded after that, going on and on about the new hero that they promptly called 'V-Wave', and debating whether or not he (or she) could defeat Legend/Eidolon/Alexandria/Behemoth/Leviathan.
After that happened, Piggot gave up on 'resting easy', and was currently waiting for something else to go wrong. Perhaps Lung pissed off Kaiser. Or maybe the Slaughterhouse Nine had decided to pay a visit to some family member in Brockton Bay. Or maybe that Earth Aleph author, H. P. Lovecraft, maybe he was right, and the Great Old Ones were going to form an alliance with the Endbringers. Heck, maybe one of the new capes would turn out to be the new Nilbog, for all she knew!
Or maybe it would be small. Maybe Triumph would adopt a pet and insist on keeping it on the Rig. Maybe Kid Win was building an unapproved weapon behind her back. Maybe Purity would ask to join New Wave.
She didn't know what. She didn't know how. She didn't know when.
But somehow, Emily Piggot knew that something was going to go horribly, horribly wrong.
…
Any second now...
…
Any God damn second...
…
She groaned. "Why isn't anything happening?!"
She vowed to call the Heberts tomorrow.
Taylor smiled to herself as she lay in bed. That day had, without a doubt, been one of the best days of her life.
Maybe it started off poorly, Well, actually, there was no 'maybe' about that, but it got much better, fast.
For the first time since her Mom had died, everything seemed... right. She had a good relationship with her dad again, she had gotten payback on the Terrible Trio, she had awesome powers, and most important of all?
She was happy.
Taylor yawned, causing a bubble to come out of her mouth. She giggled as she popped it with her paw, releasing a new wave of drowsiness. There was still so much she didn't know about her new body... but she had plenty of time to learn.
Yawning again, normally this time, Taylor curled up on her pillow and fell asleep.
NEW MOVES: V-Create, Confide, Yawn, Rest
NO NEW ABILITIES
RATINGS OF POWERS DISPLAYED SO FAR (Numbers are me just guessing, feel free to correct)
Blaster 9 (V-Create, Yawn)
Breaker 2 (Pie)
Brute 3 (Rest)
Cute 9001 (Mew)
Master 4 (Synchronize, Fake Tears, Confide)
Mover 6 (Teleport, Levitate)
Shaker 4 (Hail)
Psykotic101: Don't worry. When the S9 first come to Brockton Bay, Madison will not be forgotten. I have... plans for her.
Suzunaan: Trump: Yes would imply that she's working directly with the powers of others. That would manifest in moves like Mimic, Transform, and Gastro Acid, or abilities like Trace or Mold Breaker. Taylor isn't interacting with other powers yet, she just has a lot of 'powers' of her own.
Guest: My interpretation is that Judgement, in its true, undiluted form, is only usable by Arceus. Sketch doesn't really copy it perfectly, and even so, Taylor won't be seeing Arceus using Judgement anytime soon. So no Judgement for her, unless something really pisses Goat-God off.
AS: have some feels! Don't worry, there's some cute at the end. This was a bit harder for me to write, but I did it! And it's a bit longer, too. Yay!
TH: Oh, poor Emily, you don't know how right you are... Heeheehee!
AS: ...I'm the author, and I'm concerned about what she's planning. Anyway, Read and review, please!
