I could feel something off about today. The trio haven't tried to terrorize me at all yet. They've just been completely ignoring me besides a few glances. I couldn't help feeling my muscles, or lack of, tense as I go about my day. My paranoia was going haywire as I tried to figure out what they could be planning. I could barely pay attention in class with each passing minute of them doing nothing.

It wasn't until I had to go to my locker to get some books that I realized the reason behind the radio silence. It stank. It smelled like something died and was dumped into a bunch of waste that would be labeled with a large skull on the container. This must be what the trio had done, that's why they didn't bother with anything today. I can already feel myself become nauseous at the thought of what was in there.

Pulling up my courage, I slowly opened it…and immediately threw up in the most disgusting pile of crap I've ever seen. And then I felt myself get pushed inside. Oh no. I could hear the sound of laughing, laughs I recognize from the trio. I couldn't even scream as the smell permeated the entire inside of the locker and traveled to my nose. I threw up again, heaving up the rest of the contents of my stomach.

Turning around, I try banging on the door, yelling feeble cries of help. I could barely make a noise past the gunk that just came out of my mouth. I could feel myself start to breathe faster, take shorter breaths. Am I having a panic attack? I could barely breathe, and I could feel them. I could feel little movements all over my legs, climbing up and up.

Tears sprang from my eyes as the creepy crawlies continue to start eating me. I could feel them worming into my skin. Hours have passed, and no one came. The toxic fumes started to get to me, I could feel myself slip in and out of consciousness. Is this how I'm going to go? Completely trapped and unable to do anything about it? I could feel myself lose consciousness…

[Destination]

(Agreement)

Two beings spiraling in a helix, a trail of particles left behind.

[Trajectory]

(Agree-)

Something went wrong. A sudden wave of dark fluid seemed to envelope whatever was supposed to come my way.

I jolt awake. A dream? It's still dark and the smell remained the same. I'm still in the locker. Did I die…? For some reason, I felt like I definitely died. I could feel the life drain from me. But I suddenly feel different?

I push against the door again, and this time, it got sent flying off its hinges. Looking down at my hands, they're the same as they've always been. So how…? Did I trigger? I step out of the locker and notice that I don't actually need to breathe. I've been holding my breath this whole time. I try to take a breath before I notice that the smell came back about 10x stronger than the first time. My hands immediately go up to cover my nose.

What the hell happened to me? I don't feel any bugs on me anymore, and it feels like I'm way stronger and invigorated than before. Did I…gain superpowers? That could be the only explanation that made sense. But first, I needed to get the hell out of here. My backpack was still on my back, so I just took off without looking back.

Once I reached home, I immediately ran to my room. I could still feel the stench on me, I had to wash it off. Getting in the shower, I start scrubbing the feeling of dirtiness from my skin. I scrubbed and scrubbed, not noticing how hard I was scrubbing. My skin suddenly turned black before falling apart where I scrubbed too hard. I screamed.

After a while, I calmed down and realized my arm was completely fine? I clearly saw it melt just a minute ago but it's suddenly fine again? Was this a…side effect? Of my power? Was I a changer? I try and concentrate on my arm, willing it to change. It did exactly as I commanded, turning into this strange black fluid with red edges. I willed it to change back and it did. W-what kind of powers did I get?

I hurry and finish washing off so I can try and figure out what else I can do. I was able to push the door open with ease, and my sense of smell grew stronger too. Maybe I'm a grab bag cape like Alexandria! I could feel myself get excited, but that was also when I noticed something troubling. I couldn't feel my heart beat.

Placing my hand over my heart, I try to feel for its beat. One minute, two minutes, three minutes go by. I…don't have a heart beat? I could hold my breath without problems earlier and now I can't feel my heart beat? I was pretty sure I died earlier, so did I really…?

I suddenly thought of something to check for certain. If I could change my arm into that fluid, then couldn't I do that for the rest of my body? I take a calming breath before imagining myself change into that fluid.

Suddenly, my world was a few feet shorter and I was starting straight at the ceiling. I couldn't feel any of my limbs, at least not the traditional ones. I could only feel myself as one mass of "stuff." I could feel tinges of panic creep up, urging me to change myself back to my human body. Once I could feel myself again, I ran to the mirror in the bathroom.

The person staring back at me was different. They had red eyes, almost blood red. And their hair was inky black. This is supposed to be me? I could only stare in shock at the differences. At least my face remained the same, untouched save for my eyes. What have I become?