Idea
The Grecian Demi-god hero/healer known as Asclepius, was the son of Apollo, (who is the Greek god of healing/medicine) and was taught his craft by his father, and then improved upon it, at first it was a simple healing of wounds, and a treatment of disease, but then became a replacement of severed limbs, and a healing of near death states, and then healing of the recently dead. He was eventually killed by Zeus via lightning strike for daring to encroach on the gods rights for bringing the dead back to life.
My idea for a Alt Taylor power is a Taylor that yes, can heal any injury or illness (including the mental), but the power comes with a major drawback, a sort of blow back of the illness that lasts for a proportionate amount of time as related to the severity of the illness.
E.G. she heals full body, serious burns, and then suffers through full body pain for about a week. She brings back someone recently deceased, and she is laid up for a month. Heals someone with a mental illness, and depending on what it is, and the severity of it, her emotions and/or mind could be unpredictable, random, or otherwise chaotic from anywhere from a week to a month.
Only has one offensive power, while she is suffering from the blowback from healing, she can transfer it to someone else.
Also, on a side note, can someone clarify the PRT number ranking system for me? I get most of it, 6 and up requires at least one Parahuman to go with. 9 or 10 is a don't fuck with or a Triumvirate level throw down.
Asclepius
Annie Constantino, 31 year old nurse, had been a Brockton Bay nurse for the past three years. The hospital was considered a neutral ground, but she had still been held up by Merchants, threatened by Hookwolf, and attacked by ABB.
She also one of the few nurses that was at ease around Othala and Panacea. Both of the healing capes were nice people while at the hospital, but there was just, something… inhuman about them that gave most of the other nurses shivers.
Annie wasn't altogether sure about Othala, but could fake it while the older cape was here, Panacea on the other hand, she just felt sorry for, the young girl worked herself to exhaustion every week and refused to take time off.
Annie had seen a lot of things, but one thing she had never expected was an unmasked, 7ft tall, blond and blue eyed Grecian bombshell in a toga and sandals that had cords wrapping up her calves, in one hand was a bronze staff encrusted with two large snakes twisting around it.
The obviously Parahuman woman walked stately up to the nurses desk and spoke.
"Hello ma'm. My name is Asclepius. I am here to go heal your coma ward."
Annie blinked.
"Our… Coma ward? You can do brains?"
Asclepius nodded, her long blond locks bobbing.
"I can."
Annies mouth opened and closed for a few moments with no sound coming pit before she managed to squeeze out a,
"Oh. Well. Could you wait here while I go get a hospital administrator?"
Asclepius nodded again, and tapped her staff idly against the floor of the hospital a few times, considering, before she finally spoke again.
"Very well. If I am not mistaken, Panacea should be here, you might also ask her if there is a horrible case that she in unable to cure as I have no biomass requirements for healing."
Annie just nodded dumbly as she left at speed to go find her supervisor. She wasn't paid enough to deal with this shit.
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Amy Dallon was thoroughly confused. She had been dragged away from her usual volunteer hours, (admittedly she had poured in double the hours for the past few weeks but still) to the Coma Ward where a blond cape in a toga was standing idly by while the hospital administrators were arguing with the a number of the on duty Doctors.
But as soon as Panacea stepped into the Ward, The Cape seemed to zero in on her, her eyes widening, and then softening in pity, which confused Panacea to no end.
The doctors and administrators in a wave to watch as the regal blond Cape came within arms reach of Panacea and stopped, almost nose to nose, and then suddenly engulfed Panacea in a hug.
Panacea stiffened as warm arms wrapped around her, and the other cape whispered in her ear.
"Oh, you poor child. So long have you struggled. It is time to let it out."
Amy couldn't help it, the floodgates opened, and as she hugged back she began to cry, pressing her face into the older woman toga, and sobbing her heart out as someone finally notice, and someone finally cared.
Amy just kept sobbing as Asclepius turned to the administrators and doctors.
"I'll come back tomorrow. For now, I think I to do my best to make Amy feel better and then take her home."
The hospital staff nodded dumbly as Asclepius ushered the still crying Amy into a room, once there Asclepius sat the girl down and gently asked,
"So, why have you struggled like this for so long?"
And as Amy told her story, Asclepius' face became more and more angry as she realized just how difficult Amy had it, and how close she had been to a breakdown.
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Carol Dallon opened her door too see her adopted daughter standing next to a tall blond woman in a toga with a thunderous expression, one hand resting protectively on Amys shoulder, and the other clutching a bronze staff with two intertwined snakes.
"Mrs. Dallon? We need to have a long conversation about you and the rest of your families conduct."
Authors Note
Thought about ending it here, but I really wanted to show at least a little bit of the ultimate arse reaming going towards Victoria, Mark, and Carol, not to mention the rest of the family.
Scene Break
Sara Dallon, also known as the Lady Photon, and somewhat jokingly Photon Mom opened the door to her sisters house and then was promptly hit by a wall of sound.
"AND IF YOU THINK THAT ANY OF THIS IS AMYS FAULT I WILL SHOVE MY STAFF SO FAR UP YOUR ASS THE SNAKES WILL POP OUT YER THOAT!"
Sara blinked as she walked farther into her sister home to look at a scene that she was most certainly not expecting, a short blond woman in a toga, apparently the one who had just been screaming was breathing heavily in the direction of her sister Carol, Carols husband Mark, and their elder daughter Victoria.
Sara blinked again as what she guessed was a cape whirled to face her, nodded once, and pointed at a seat next to her sister.
"Take a seat Mrs. Pelham. We need have a discussion of you and the rest of your families frankly deplorable treatment of Amy."
One of Sara's eyebrows rose but she did as she was told.
"What do you mean deplorable?"
The other woman's face look liked it had just been slapped.
"You're kidding me right?"
She stabbed one finger at Mark.
"A practically useless father figure who refuses to take the medication that would keep him depressed, granted mental illness is serious, but with the support system he should have in place he should have daily reminders to take it!"
The finger then moved to point at Victoria.
"The only family member who actually invests time and effort into being a decent human being towards her, but in the process because of absolutely shitty control of her powers she's basically brainwashed a vulnerable young woman, who considers her family, and during her puberty into feeling sexual and romantic desire!"
Victoria shot up and was about to open her mouth when the still furious woman overode her.
"NO! You do not get to talk right now! You've had almost 6 years to figure this crap out and control your powers! Now its my turn! And if that means I get the PRT involved for Amys sake, SO BE IT!"
Victoria flopped back into her seat with a stunned expression as the furious blond woman turned to Carol who just sneered.
"You were supposed to be Amys mother. Right after she told me she was adopted I figured It out, and really? You break the crap out of the unwritten rules, and then you don't think to check for children? And then once that child triggers, you drive them into the ground with guilt and work."
She held up one hand briefly to forestall any objections from Carol.
"Look, I know you've had some crappy un ins with the Marquis. But thats no excuse for continuing to take it out on his daughter more then 10 years later."
And then finally she turned to Sarah with a look of loathing on her face.
"And you. You've done absolutely Jack-shit. Despite knowing exactly how bad Amy has it, and how much she's working, you never stepped in."
She shook her head.
"You, quite frankly are the worst kind of person. You talk a good game, but soon as crap starts hitting near home, you pack it up and leave."
The young woman in the toga slammed a bronze staff, adorned with twining snakes against the ground, a staff that Sara, with a start, realized hadn't been in her hand a second before.
"By my name as Asclepius, I am not leaving until either you all have figured out your shit, or I call the PRT and social services and get Amy to leave with me."
Asclepius glared at the assembled caped with a look that dared them to protest.
End
Done! In the end I sort of added a secondary power where Asclepius Taylor can view injuries and illness. Also as a note, Mental Illness is serious crap, and real life doesn't have magical cures.
The story line I sort of imagined for this is that she could heal case 53's, and the mental impetus for violence in capes, as well as an actual relationship with Amy, healer to healer.
Next chapter is something that popped into my head and seemed like it might be doable, but thoroughly magical Bullshit.
Next Chapter- Baba Yaga (and No, not John Wick)