There was blood and tampons in her face and Taylor need out! Taylor was panicking even more now, the bugs were all over her and biting Her Oh god, was this how she was going to die? She nEEdeD OuT. ShE NEedeD CONTRO-

Destination.

Agreement.

Trajectory.

Agree-ERROR.

After Nepgear jumped into an unknown dimensional rift, the first thing that happened, was that her body was torn to pieces in the oblivion. Her soul however floated on, having no universal rules in the dimensional gap on where to go now that she was dead. As luck happened though, a tiny hole was created in one set of dimensions that she was floating by right as she was outside it.

This set of closely related universes had people constantly defying the laws of physics and ripping holes in their universe so accidently slipping in wasn't hard. However this particular slipstream in the fabric of the universe was meant for a shard, and was directly connected to Taylor Hebert's brain. Which is right where Nepgear's soul ended up. Tired from spending countless years floating around in the void, Nepgear's soul didn't put up much of a struggle when it was assimilated into Taylor's mind, body, and soul.

TAYLOR

Something was different now, she could feel it. With hardly a thought, as if it was eager to be summoned, a dark purple blade appeared in her hand. The sword, Gehaburn: the Cursed Blade a voice seemed to whisper in her head before fading away, was glowing and had some form of purple energy swirling around it. It seemed hungry, and wrong somehow but it was perfect right now. She pressed the sword against the locker door and the sword seemed to eagerly cut through it.

Taylor landed in the now empty hallway with a crash, the locker door now half on the frame and half beneath her on the hallway floor. She quickly dispersed her sword into the odd data looking energy that is had formed from.

This, this was beyond bullying. Emma, Sophia, and Madison had just tried to Kill her.

That thought struck Taylor harder than even the bullying that she had put up with for the past year and a half. In the back of her mind, Taylor had somehow thought that it wouldn't be impossible for Emma to realize what a mistake she had made and they could make up and be friends again.

After this though…

Taylor got up and stumbled for a second. She noticed there were still bug bites all over her and that her nose was broken and absent mindedly cast heal on herself using the odd magic that she somehow knew that she had gained.

She started walking towards the bathroom to clean off and - Wait. She was a cape! She could help people now! She just had to make herself a costume and she could help people with the sword she could summon and the magic she could use!

Taylor almost summoned the sword to her side again before she realized that she was in Winslow and probably shouldn't swing swords in the middle of school hallways. She was too excited though. As she walked into the girls bathroom and washed her face and clothes off a bit she excitedly thought to herself. She could become a hero!

She had to get home and practice using her new powers as soon as possible.