The neck of my uniform was grabbed from behind and yanked, making me sputter and choke, pulling me away from Teylore. I was thrown away like that to the side. I hit the floor hard, the wound on my head aching once more, worse than before, vision spinning.
"You scheming, conniving bitch!" howled Trailblazer, kicking Teylore's prone body over and over in a frenzy. "You must have thought you were quite clever turning him against us, huh? Spinning a few sob stories, a few damned lies, when you noticed I liked him." Teylore's was trying to protect herself, bunching herself into a ball to withstand the barrage of vicious kicks, but every once in a while the red head found an opening and landed a good hit on her face, making blood gush out.
"Stop…" I tried shouting, but it just came as a whisper.They payed me no mind. I started to stand up, nausea making it hard, using the wall for support.
Trailblazer paused the kicking and started pacing around, catching her breath and speaking. "You must blame us Teylore, you really must," she sighed, speaking calmly. Then, she shouted, out of her mind with fury. "But we leave you alone for a moment and"--she started to run back towards Teylore, building up towards a nasty kick--"look what fucking happens!" The kick was so strong it made her body skid on the floor a short distance and elicited a cry of pain from the silent Teylore.
"I think we need to beat that disgusting sly brain of yours into understanding how a trash loser like you should behave!" Her statement was like the opening gunshot in a race. Her followers that had been smiling and letting her have first blood joined her in beating the ever living crap out of Teylore, pounding her relentlessly.
I was close to them now, leaning and walking along the wall.
I thought about yelling again (I felt I could do it this time) but they probably wouldn't and it would ruin the element of surprise.
The latina runner, I believe I heard someone say she was the captain of the track team, was right in front of me now. I pushed myself away from the wall and slammed hard into her. I timed it right when she had one leg in the air about to throw another kick and she went down hard.
Her face went from surprise to anger and humiliation. She was already trying to get up to come after me and get some revenge, but I kicked her in the face before she could. I was about to follow up with another to the head but someone grabbed me from behind in a hold.
I struggled but she knew what she was doing and it was futile. The runner now was crazed with rage and coming to give me a dose of whatever they were giving Teylore, but Trailblazer saw this and rushed to get between us.
"If you touch him, Carla, you'll pay." said Traiblazer, staring at her coldly.
Carla's face twisted bitterly. "You'll put our friendship on the line over some dick?"
"You'd do well to treat my boyfriend with respect."
"Girls, I hate to interrupt." drawled Yagami. "But our prey is running away." Her voice was as cold and uninterested as her silver eyes.
We all turned our heads to see that Teylore had used our distraction to get a headstart on running away. She was limping away as fast as her battered body could allow her.
Carla immediately took off after her, chasing her like a hunting dog. She was fast, really fast, as expected of the track team captain. Teylore upped her pace after seeing her, but she stood no chance. Carla caught up to her, grabbed her, and threw her to the floor. She then started dragging her towards us.
Trailblazer had a rictus grin as she started moving towards them. Yagami pulled me after her.
"Leave her alone!" I cried. "Please! She didn't do anything! Stop hurting her, please, you'll kill her!" Trailblazer turned back to look at me and I used my eyes to beg her. There was no shame in begging for the sake of others.
The red head came up to me and cupped my cheek with her hand in an affective way. She sighed in a pained manner, as if I had wounded her. "I…I'm sorry you have to see me like this. Things weren't supposed to be this way," she said, speaking softly, tenderly. "I wanted to do things right, court you like a lady, but-"
I interrupted her before she could get to the but. "You can still do that! You don't have to do this!"
"...but I do. She…" Her tone started getting angry again. "This is what she does: she ruins everything, brings out the worst in people. If I don't do this, she'll get in our way again, maybe she'll even stalk you like she did with my ex-boyfriend."
We had reached Teylore at this point. For a brief moment she looked up at me and our eyes met; she looked defeated, resigned.
The three girls looked at Teylore perhaps wondering what to do with her or taking their time with their prey.
"She loves him, Madden." Yagami said, breaking the silence. "I can see it in her beady eyes."
"That's not true." I said. It would be worse of her delusions got reinforced.
Madden or Trailblazer bent down and grabbed Teylore's hair. She pulled her head back so she could stare her right in the eye. She gazed at her for an uncomfortably long time and then satisfied with what she saw she released her and straightened up.
She walked towards me and Yagami pushed me her way in self deference.
Madden grabbed me and hugged me. Then she started kissing me gently and with great skill, looking at Teylore all the while.
When Teylore closed her eyes, Yagami ordered her to open them.
I started struggling. Madden was attractive, a nine or ten, but she was a bad person, crazy as well.
She increased the force of her hug in response and leaned down to whisper in my ear "We need to show her you are mine or she won't understand. Or I can beat her until she understands if you prefer that."
"Fine, just…just don't hurt her—promise me." Teylore wasn't in a good state. Her whole face was bloody and bruised, her body trembling. I really feared she would die if this kept on.
After hearing my words, Madden started her ministrations once more, kissing me, touching me all over. She noticeably relaxed, tension leaving her body gradually the more she touched me. Teylore watched all the while, blushing—it made me deeply embarrassed and uncomfortable.
One of Madden's hands dipped beneath my shirt and started caressing my chest, while the other went down beneath my shorts to caress my flacid dick. She was good and her kissing technique was experienced, but it took her a while to get me hard due to the situation at hand and all my worries.
She grabbed my hand and lead it under her underwear, urging me to caress her slit. I complied and started fingering her as well as rubbing her clit.
It wasn't long before I was a moaning mess and she pushed my head down so my face was right in front of Teylore's, so she could see who I belonged to. My hot breath impacted her face every time I panted, causing her to blush even harder and her eyes to dart around avoiding mine. Teylore tried so hard to maintain a poker face, to not show her suffering to her tormentors, but even I could tell all of this was getting to her.
I came first, coating my boxers and Madden's hand with thick rivulets of cum. Once I came down from my high and my vision returned, I saw she had withdrawn her hand and was licking my fluids, staring at Teylore proudly, challengingly all the while, as if my seed was the nectar of the gods and Teylore would never have it.
Once Madden finished with that, she grabbed my hair and directed my head away from Teylore and towards her cunt. She unbuckled her pants and displaced her panties, giving me access to her labia. She made me eat her out. I couldn't see her expression but I had no doubt she was staring Teylore right in the eye in a demented effort of superiority.
It took some work and time to make her cum. And it was messy, her cum and lubricant caked my face, the inside of my mouth, choking me—that was why I hated eating girls out.
An emotionless and sharp voice cut through my thoughts. "I don't think she understood," said Yagami. She was kneeling down, her touching Teylore's panties. "Look at this"--she extended the hand that touched her panties towards us; it was dripping wet. "The pervert was enjoying this. I don't think she learned a thing." Yagami tsked and used that hand to cuff Teylore on the back of the head. Teylore left her head hanging down in shame and defeat, avoiding looking at me.
"Don't hit her!" I yelled, looking at Madden. "You promised she wouldn't be hurt! Are you gonna break your promise?"
Madden glared at Yagami. "Don't hit her again. The same goes for you Carla. I am a woman of my word. Teylore is smart, smarter than you two give her credit for. I think we understand each other now, don't we?" she asked.
Teylore nodded.
"I don't want you to talk to Erin again. I don't want you putting your filthy hands on him again, or you conniving so he ends up touching you. And, just to be sure, I do not want you coming near him again. Is that clear?"
Teylore nodded again.
"Say it." she demanded.
"I won't talk to Erin again. I won't put my filthy hands on him again, or connive so he ends up touching me. And, I won't come near him again." Teylore answered in a pathetic, broken voice.
"I hope so, Herbert. For your sake, I hope so." Madden said.
After that whole ordeal Madden insisted on bringing me to the nurse, but I said I was fine, that I didn't want to miss class. I feared she would check my head injury and find it to be a concussion. I knew from previous experience that I'd be recommended to rest both physically and mentally. That meant staying at home and home now felt uncomfortable, unsafe, after what happened. I wanted to be out of it as much as possible. Besides, I had things to do here in school, such as stopping the headmistress and other corrupt teachers, helping Teylore, and finding out just what the hell happened to my previous self.
After arguing with Madden for some minutes she finally relented with the condition I followed her to her locker and put some deodorant on, since she was worried about people making fun of me for smelling like sex.
"Girls, go ahead without us," Madden told Carla and Yagami. "Me and Erin will catch you in class in a bit."
"Alright, Sis," Carla said, giving her a bro hug. When she withdrew she gave her a smile and wink. "Best of luck."
Yagami also came up and gave her a manly high five. "See ya." she drawled in that bored voice of hers.
The two girls walked away, presumably heading to class, while we went in the opposite direction to the locker.
Madden tried to make small talk with me, but I interrupted her—now that we were alone I had to tell her about the whole school sex ring situation. She was a hero after all and despite me using my power on her and the bullying, she would probably solve the situation.
"Sorry to interrupt you, Madden, but I wanted to tell you something important. There's this…problem that I need your help to resolve."
Madden stopped on her tracks and placed her hands on my shoulders in a comforting manner. She gave me her full attention, staring at me in a serious and loving manner. It was a little intense and I broke eye contact, looking away to the side. "I'll resolve it, no matter the problem, no matter the cost. Even if I have to put my life in the line." She removed her hands from my shoulders and grabbed one of my hands, she then bent down to kiss the back of my hand in a gentle manner. "That's how much I care about you. I won't let any problem trouble you."
I shivered despite myself. I regretted using my power. At the time, I was willing to ruin her life just to save my friends, to go back to my world and save it. I knew I would ruin her life, that she would always love me, that even if she fell in love with another guy, she would always love me more and think about me. But, at the time this was just a fact, a piece of information, now that I was face to face with this woman that I barely knew who was willing to lay her life on the line for me out of the blue, I was feeling the weight of my actions.
"I'll tell you, but you have to promise me that you won't hurt anyone, that you won't go outside the law." She was a hero, but my power corrupted people, drove them mad. I worried she'd kill the headmistress, but I only used it once on her, she could still be reasoned with most likely.
Her expression turned dark. No one says what I said unless something really bad happened to them. "I promise. Now tell me what happened."
"The teachers and even the headmistress are extorting and having sex with underaged students. It is sickening and they should be stopped."
Madden was disgusted by what I told her. "This damn school… when you think it can't get worse…" she muttered bitterly. "But how do you know this? What evidence do you have?" she asked.
Better to be honest, it'll come to light eventually anyways. "I, uh, was extorted by the headmistress, she made me have sex with her. I also heard her speak with another younger boy who was taken advantage by Miss Langley and…"
Trailblazer's eyes were burning with fury. Her face was the picture of murderous rage. She probably didn't realize but her eyes had turned radioactive yellow from her natural crystal blue. She breathed in and out deeply, in and out, trying to calm down. Her eyes gradually returned to normal.
She placed one hand on my shoulder the other on my neck. "You…you did well telling me this. I'll… I'll take care of this… I know someone. Are you willing to testify in court?"
I knew how public the court cases could get, how the media made it a circus. I didn't want to go through all that if it was avoidable—I'd still do it if I had to if only to help the kids here. "Only if I have to, if there is no alternative."
Madden hugged me fiercely, caressing my back like a dog. "I can't believe they would do this to you, to little boys…the injustice…I hope these people get the death sentence! How can people be so evil. How can this school be so shit…"
It seemed like Madden was still a good person at heart, despite everything. Maybe I could convince her to stop bullying people by drawing a connection between what they did and what she did—both were evil acts.
"Madden this school is terrible," I said, interrupting her rant. "But you are also part of the problem. What you did to Teylore is similar to what the teachers here are doing—something bad. I want to make this school a better place. You are a h- an honorable person who deep down wants to do the right thing, so stop hurting others and help them instead."
When she heard Teylore's name coming from my mouth, she got angry, but then as I kept talking she deflated, leaving her anger behind. "You are right," she sighed, sad. "I- I know how today must have looked to you, but that's not me. Yes, I used to bully Teylore when I was younger but I grew out of it… the other girls didn't. Before today, I would abstain while they bullied her. I tried talking to the girls but they wouldn't stop. I even told Teylore to seek help with the teachers but she didn't listen to me. It's just that today, I, um, I don't know what came over me. I, goshs, this is embarrassing but I fell in love with you today and I- I am not…rational when it comes to you. I'm sorry but I can't control myself!" she was crying now, pleading with her eyes for me to understand, for me to accept her and love her despite her flaws. "I don't deserve you, but I need you, so please let me show you the best side of me—let's go to Six Flags, the amusement park on a date, or wherever you want?" she looked at me hopefully.
With Trailblazer all but clinging to me, giving me puppy dog eyes, what could I do except accept. "Alright, I accept." I said. "But I-"
I couldn't finish saying what I was gonna say, because Traiblazer sweeped me up off my feet in a hug, twirling me around with her while she half laughed half cried. "Yeeeeeesssss! Thank you goddess! Thank youuuu!"
She put me down after a while, but the grin never left her face, every time it waned a little it came right back on.
I cleared my throat and looked at her, "Like I was saying, I don't want you thinking we are couple just because of one date, okay? I am open to the possibility, but we'll have to get there. And I'll cut things off if you can't work through your issues."
She looked a little put off but what I said, her big happiness bubble deflated a little. "That's…fair. Just be patient with me okay, everyone makes mistakes. I really want to make this work." She was giving me that love-full, pleading look again and I had to look away so my heart wouldn't choke.
We kept walking after that and she was an incessant torrent of questions: what are your favorite foods? Do you like movies? Oh, yeah?! Me too! Which ones? Etc. I am not big on talking, more of a man of action, so I sped up my walking pace.
When we reached her locker and located the deodorant, I sprayed myself under the shirt. And when I looked up, I saw that she was blushing and staring at my bellybutton in a trance from the brief flash of skin I'd given her when my arm pushed the shirt up.
"Oh, come on! What are you, a virgin?" I said, rolling my eyes.
Her reaction was stronger than I'd expected. "No, of course not!" she exclaimed, more than a little defensive.
"Mhm," I answered, my tone thick with disbelief. "You stared at a little skin like it was a dick, totally non-virigin move for sure."
For a split second she thought out her reply, the cogs in her head turning. Then she smiled in a confident, seductive manner and pulled me towards her from my lower back. She leaned down (most girls here were taller than me unfortunately) and whispered in my ear, her hot breath warming it up. "Would a virgin know how to do this?"
She started kissing and nibbling on my earlobe, then trailing down my neck slowly, making me shudder with pleasure. Then she moved on to my mouth, sucking my lips, trying to get in. I let her and she started playing with my tongue. She even sucked my tongue at one point, french kissing me.
She then disentangled, panting hard like me, and used her hand to tap my dick. "Your body doesn't lie and it knows better than your mind." She smiled triumphantly.
I would have fucked her right then and there if I didn't have to get to class. I checked my schedule and I had Mrs. Pugilet and she was a bitch. If you missed her class she would give you a shit-ton of homework.
When we opened the class door, we were greeted by a fat old crone.
She frowned as we walked in. "Do you know how late you are?" She then looked at me, scanning me from head to toe, giving particular attention to my slightly disheveled hair. "By the deviless' tits! Don't tell me you were fornicating in the bathroom!" The old bitch shambled her way towards me sniffing at the air like a hound that caught the sent of blood.
Madden blocked her way, standing in front of me. "I am the class representative and the last thing I would want is to disrespect you, Teacher. But, I don't think it's right and proper to be smelling young boys. I understand your doubts. Many students do not respect the school code, after all. However, I, the class representative and the peers I associate with would never do that. Erin was agitated about something personal and I searched for him on the halls to see if I could help him. If you still doubt my word, I have some witnesses that would be more than glad to corroborate my account."
The old crone gnashed her teeth in frustration. "Go take a seat, be on time next time!" she demanded.
Madden gave her a polite nod and headed towards her seat. I didn't bother with that, respect was for those who earned it.
Many girls stared at me as I walked to my seat, some even whispering at each other. Boys on the other hand gave me a few glares and looks of disgust.
When I sat down, Jezalin immediately started asking me questions. "Where were you? Did you and her… are you…?" She looked hurt. Her cute, sad appearance tugged at my heartstrings.
The lie was on the tip of my tongue, but this was Jezalin. We were besties, team companions. Even if she wasn't my Jez, how different could she be? Maybe we could have what we had before, the bond, the trust?
"I'll tell you later, okay?" I said, grabbing her forearm with my hand as a gesture of how much I cared about her and making sure we were on the same page.
"Oh! Oh! Tell me too, meanie!" interrupted Pearl in his shrill voice, giving me puppy dog eyes.
"No." I had a feeling that if I told Pearl, it wouldn't be long before the rumor started spreading. This might just be me judging a book by it's cover, but I'd rather be safe than sorry.
"Oh come on!" he said, poking my shoulder with one of her painted fingers. "Come on!" he poked me again and kept poking me, "Come on come on come on come on-"
"God fuck!" I yelled, grabbing her finger and crushing it. "Shut the fuck up, Pearl!"
He started crying, bawling his eyes out, holding his finger to his chest.
"Oh, come on, it isn't a big deal! Stop crying!" I said, exasperated.
This only made him cry even harder.
"What the hell happened now?!" shouted the teacher. "Can't you little animals behave and learn something instead of doing drugs and fighting?!"
"I-it was m-my fault, teach. I, ah, I, um, hit my knee with the d-d-desk. I'll, ah, go to the nurse!" Pearl bolted out of the seat, avoiding looking at me.
"You didn't have to be so tough on him." Jezalin told me.
I shrugged in response, causing her to shake her head in disappointment.
When he was out, Mrs. Pugilet grunted and resumed the class.
"Like I was saying, the Women's International Liberation and Superiority Party period was a dark, dark moment in history, full of book burning, illegal experimentation, and violations of human rights. Not much of the past, of the days of the men, has survived the systematic erasure and replacement the WILS's were obsessed with. But, despite what neo female supremacists might tell you, enough has survived to conclusively say that men used to be physically stronger, aggressive, and the dominant gender. Women used to be the only ones wearing makeup, showing skin, and being actively pursued by them. And, wild as this might sound, they even used to get pregnant by a white substance males excreted from their penis before the genetic experiments were enforced upon the population."
"Sounds like Hitland did nothing wrong and males had it coming to them for opressing women!" hooted a short girl on the back right of the class in a joking manner.
This was met with a chorus of chuckles—almost all of them girls. I suppose few men would laugh at this. It'd be like a jew laughing at a Hitler joke aimed at them.
The teacher became furious. "You little shit! Oh you rascals, back in my days in the army you girls would have been whipped till you bled tears for this! Hitland was a degenerate madwoman! She tortured countless males, killed hundreds upon hundreds of millions on her demented world conquest! As a matter of fact, a short, pudgy girl like you would have been sent to the concentration camps for not fitting her ideal of the perfect woman. Or perhaps you would have been killed in one of the experiments to perfect the genetic code that would free women from the shackles of pregnancy and physical weakness."
She didn't have a good retort for that and the class started oooohing! As if the teacher had made a sick comeback.
"Shut up! Shut up, you miscreants and learn something!" Once the class had settled down, she started speaking again. "When all was said and done, she successfully spread and infected the world with her modified genes. Men ended up physically weaker as a whole and with new sexual organs to allow for pregnancy—her punishment for "their hubris"—while women now were taller and stronger, and excreted a fluid that entered the dick and made males pregnant."
All the while, whilst the teacher gave her lecture, she was going through slides and it made me sick. Slides of the experiments, of the new organs forced upon men and women alike, of a terrible NAZI-like regime.
I wondered if this fluid they excreted would make me pregnant, that would be the last drop in a chalice full of despair. I held tightly on to the fact that my dick still spewed white cum, which based on the teacher's words was something men didn't do any longer. Maybe the girls I had been with hadn't wanted to offend me by commenting on the color of my semen or perhaps they hadn't noticed in the heat of the moment.
Yes, surely I was different. I was from another world and hadn't received the gene edits that men had been subjected to here. Surely I wouldn't get pregnant, but just in case I'd take some birth control whenever I had the chance..
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The school day went by in a haze and I couldn't really pay attention to most subjects. I was just overloaded with information and overwhelmed with emotions.
When the last bell rang and everyone started leaving the black bodybuilder Moria, Jezalin, and Madden rushed to bag their things and cluster around me. Pearl wasn't there, who knows where he went.
The three bickered endlessly, jealous of each other. They slung veiled insults at each other and asked probing questions to measure who was better. It got annoying real fast, "Shut the fuck up for fucks sake!" I yelled at them.
They all went thankfully quiet for a few moments, but then they got at it again, blaming each other for angering me.
By the time I reached the school's gate I was frankly amazed they hadn't beaten themselves to an inch of their life.
There at the school gate a little someone was waiting for me, a little angry someone was waiting for me. The delinquent girl I had a brawl with earlier today glared at me when I came out of the gate, looking like she wanted to give me a knuckle breakfast. However when she saw the gaggle of girls around me, she thought better of it and just walked away.
Moria said by to me, smiling and giving me a big hug. She then headed home, on the opposite direction from us.
Madden then pulled out some fancy car keys from her pocket and pressed a button. A car on the parking lot across the street lit up and started driving in our direction in response. The cutting edge, million dollar looking sports car drove itself authomatically until it was right in front of us, then the door opened upwards, giving us a good look at the luxury interior.
Madden smiled wrily at my gawking. "Would you like a ride back home?"
Jezalin was outraged by that. "No!" She said, turning her puppy dog eyes towards me. "He always walks home with me!"
I had to catch up with Jez. She had probably missed "me" after my other self went missing for such a long time. I also had important things to discuss with her.
"Thanks for the offer, Tr- Madden." That was close. I coughed to cover up my mistake. "But I have to catch up with my best friend."
Immediately Madden started to protest. "Don't! The streets aren't safe, specially for a beauty like you."
I exhaled long and tired. "I'll be fine. I know martial arts and I've also got Jez here with me. She has had my back many times."
Madden got triggered and flew into a range. "This…this… little dyke! She can't protect you! Look at how weak and small she is. She'd probably end up sucking you assailants cunt instead of helping you."
Jezalin stood in front of me, blocking my vision of Madden. She was trembling either in anger or fear. "Shut up! The only dyke here is you! Stop bothering him! He already told you to fuck off!"
I moved to the side so I could see. Madden was practically seething now. She raised her arm, cocking it for a punch. Then she saw me and closed her eyes in pain. She started lowering her arm slowly as if it took all of her will not to beat Jezalin to a pulp.
"Fine," she grumbled. "But I'll have a word with him in private. So go away for a while." She made a dismissive motion with her hand, shooing her away.
Jezalin looked like she was going to refuse, but I asked her to comply and she relented.
Now in private, I told Madden, "Thanks for not overreacting. I wouldn't have forgiven you if you harmed her."
"I know, that's why I didn't beat up your charming little friend. Please pass me your phone. I'll add my number to it. I want you to call me when you arrive home and if you ran into any trouble whatsoever, okay?"
"Don't have a phone. Lost it."
Madden thought for a second or so and then took out her smartphone. "Here, I'll lend you mine for now. I'll buy a new one at the store and call you so you have its number. We'll swap at school tomorrow and you can stay with the new phone."
I felt bad using her for buying a new phone. It felt like I was using my power to leech off people. I started to say no, but she said, "I insist." She pressed the phone to my hand and then backed away.
Madden opened her car door and blew me a kiss before she got in.
"What a bitch." grumbled Jezalin, looking quite put down. Jez was always one to get sad after a fight with someone.
We started walking and once I couldn't see Madden's car anymore, I grabbed Jez's arm and pulled her towards me, into a surprise hug. Jezalin small and I could rest my chin upon her head in a comforting manner. She started stammering in surprise and I just knew she was blushing beet red down there. Ahhh, I needed this. I don't know why, but at that moment tears started welling up in my eyes, but I prevented them from falling cause I'm a man goddamit!
"I missed you so much, Jez." I told her, the words coming out heavy with emotion. "I- when I- I thought I'd never see you again…"
I could tell she thought something happened to me, found my behavior weird. But, still she answered, "I missed you too. Where the hell were you? What happened to you?"
A lie would have been easier, but I felt that Jez deserved the truth. She and I were inseparable, partners in crime, Bonnie and Clyde—or at least that was the case in my previous world. But our friendship was so strong that it probably transcended realities and if that wasn't the case, then I'd reforge our friendship here.
"I'll tell you the truth, but you probably won't believe me."
Jez frowned, upset at my lack of trust. "I will. Now tell me!"
I sighed. "Here it goes: I don't really know where "I" went missing or what happened to me, because-"
Jez was outraged. "Oh don't give me that crap!" She was beet red with frustration and I couldn't help but think she looked cute even when she got angry. "If you are gonna be pulling my hair here, you can go back home by yourself! I thought we-"
I covered her mouth with my hand, eliciting a few mumbled protests. "Jez let me finish for fucks sake." I paused to gather back my stride and will to come out. "I am a superhero from another world and the me from this reality is still missing, that's why I can't tell you where he is. Cause I don't know."
I uncovered her mouth. She looked at me wearily. "Alright, I'll be honest, I am more inclined to believe you went crazy, but if you show me your powers that will change."
"I wish I could, but I can only steal the powers of others and they fall in love with me as a consequence." Her disbelief was plain to see. "You don't believe me do you?"
"It just sounds too crazy to be true. Have you taken any drugs lately?"
"Look, how about this: Madden is Trailblazer. I used my powers on her and that's why she was all over me today. She probably didn't behave that way with the me from this reality, right?"
"Okay, okay," she said putting her hands on my chest. I was getting pretty intense and close to her. "I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. Your personality has been pretty strange lately and you seem stronger and taller. So how do we find the original Erin?"
"You'll see it's true eventually. As for your question, I have no clue. Someone broke into my room yesterday night and made a mess. Probably looking for something. Took my computer."
Jez looked horrified. "No way! Do you have cameras or something? Is it even safe for you to be alone tonight? You should come stay with me or the police!"
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I thought about it and she was right. Plus, it'd be nice to spend some more time with her.
"Yeah, I'll stay the night at your place. I just have to let my mother know first." Based on how my mother of this world reacted when I disappeared one time, I was concerned about what she'd do the second time.
Jezalin's face soured. "Look, I don't mean to speak ill of no one, but she is controlling and weird and…and she won't let you come over. You know, you could live with us. My mother gave the okay and-"
She was right, but I'm not one to follow orders. I go where my heart tells me. "It'll be fine, Jez. Don't worry, you worrywart."
She pouted, frustrated. "You are a wart, you uglywart!"
I grinned and wrapped my arm around her neck, pulling her towards my chest. I used my other hand to ruffle her hair. Usually Jez would elbow me in the stomach or dick to get out of the hold, but this time she just used her arms to push us apart.
She sighed, sad. "You are so similar to "him", but different enough to be uncanny. Tell me we'll find your other you…"
"We'll do our best," I ruffled her hair some more. "...Fartwart."
The silly insult got a weak smile out of Jez, but not much more. We walked in silence for some time. Then, "How was your original planet, world, whatever you wanna call it?"
My joyous mood evaporated and I turned serious again. "It wasn't good, Jez. You died there. An alien god from beyond our universe came and played around with us like a gradeschooler plays with insects. It handed out cursed powers to individuals it found interesting. Each time we used them we had to face the consequences, making the world worse with every use. But, no, that wasn't enough; it set upon us some giant fucking kaiju monsters: the Apocalypse Bringers. Every year things got worse and then when we staked everything on a final battle for the fate of humanity…I ended up here."
"Oh goshess." she looked at me with pity, worried. "I- I don't know what to say… are they okay? The people of your universe, I mean."
Anger reared it's ugly head. "I told you I don't know! What are you, stupid?! I told you I was sent to this shit world before!"
Jezalin hugged herself and made herself small, her face broadcasting hurt. "I-I'm sorry if I said something that made you angry, okay?" She was in tears now. "But don't treat me like that… I am only trying to help, okay?"
After I took a few deep breaths, my anger faded fast and all I was left with was my other old friend, regret. "Fuck. I'm sorry too, Jez. You are right, I shouldn't have blown up at you. I have anger issues. I can't control it sometimes. I really do value you as a friend though."
She was still sobbing, but little by little she started getting it back together. "Maybe you should go to therapy. I could introduce you to my psychologist, Khara. It's not good to have all that pent up anger."
The hardest thing sometimes is recognizing you need help. What did I have to lose? My anger was causing problems in my life. I couldn't even count how many times I fucked up and did something impulsive due to it. "Alright," I answered, each word coming out slow and deep in thought. "I'll do it. Let me know if she agrees to take a new patient."
Jezalin smiled, but it wasn't one of her usual smiles full of joy. It looked a little sad and weary. "You are doing the right thing, Erin. You are…were, no, I mean are but your other self, you know—but you can be too, my best friend, I mean. But I do things all or nothing, I give people all my trust and love, so I need to be sure you won't be toxic like what happened some time ago… it hurt me. You know with what happened…"
"Yeah," I sighed. "Your father was like that, I know. But he was on another level, way worse. You can't really compare him with me-"
"What do you mean my father?! Don't talk bad about him! My dad is the best in the world. He takes care of me after my deadbeat mother left us."
Oh right… reversed world shenanigans. "I guess here it's your mother then. Makes sense. Back in my world your father left and used to beat your mother and you."
It looked like Jez was having a hard time picturing her father who must be really sweet here in such a way. "Damn, that's crazy—if you are not lying and this exists that is."
I could see my house now, just a few meters away. My resolve which had been steel up until this point started to waver, dread building up from remembering the events of yesterday. My own house felt like a death trap, my mother a horror movie monster.
Nevertheless, it's better to do things than live in fear of them. As I walked up the porch, I steeled myself and extended my hand to the door. However, before I could complete the action some creature crawled up my leg, scurrying real fast.
"Oh fuck! What the fuuuuuuck!" I shrieked in a very unmaly way as I desperately tried to grab the thing, a white, lizard like creature the size of my forearm.
"What happened?! Are you okay?!" Jezalin shouted, worried.
When I finally got a hold of the thing and was ready to slam it against the floor and tear it a new asshole, I saw something that stopped me—it had a note held in its bird-like beak.
"What the fuck is that?" asked Jez in a mix of curiosity and morbid fascination.
As I calmed myself and reached for the note, the thing started rubbing its head against my hand like a cat.
The note said: I hope you haven't missed me too much, my beautiful male fatale. There's a meeting with the team tonight at 3 am. See ya there. F.K.
"What did the thing say?" Jez said.
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I crunched the paper in my hand in frustration. "It was a note by some villains I was forced to associate with the other day. They want me to come to a meeting they are holding, and I basically have to go or they will get back at me. So… yeah, that means I won't be able to stay with you tonight most likely."
"Wait, what! What do you mean you are involved with some villains?! Didn't you say-"
I pressed a finger to her lips, shushing her. "I know you are worried. So am I, okay? I wanna get rid of these scumbags as soon as possible and turn them in to the cops. But for now I have to play along: they know my civilian identity."
Worry lines etched her face. She was having a hard time digesting this new fact. "How did you get involved with these people…" she said in low, disappointed voice.
"Look I'll tell you everything latter." I dropped the lizard thing and it scurried away. "We'll have plenty of time later. For now, we are here so lets get this over with." That said, I rang the doorbell.
A few moments later, I felt the steps coming up and then the door opened. A middle aged policewoman with a prominent beer belly stood on the porch, her face lined and hardened.
"Erin right?" she extended her hand to me in greeting. Like most women in this world, once she catched a sight of the bulge in my tight school shorts she stared for a brief moment and then struggled to tear her eyes away from it. But it never strays away for long their lecherous sight always gets pulled back, like metal to a magnet.
"Yeah, that's me." I shook her hand and crushed it when I saw her gaze drifting down.
She winced in shock, but then smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, can't help it. Your stunning beauty is getting to me."
Jezalin was enraged when she finally understood what happened. "Stop being such a creep, you pedophile pig!"
The old cop's face soured. "By the goddess! I already apologized, you fucking meninist!" she started walking deeper into the house, grumbling and ranting all the while. "What has the world come to? Can't even breathe without offending people and grublbhs" Couldn't hear the rest because it was too low. She was mumbling to herself.
My mother and another female cop waited at a table inside the living room. The cop greeted the both of us, but my mother threw Jez a death glare.
"YOU LITTLE DIKE!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, her face red with rage. "I TOLD YOU TO NEVER TALK TO MY SON AGAIN! GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE, YOU GAY LOOKING ASS BITCH!"
Jez was shivering with fear beside me, stuttering and trying to form a reply.
I stood in front of her, covering her and protecting her, and raised my voice in a commanding manner. "I invited her and you won't talk to her like that ever again! She is a good friend and a better person than you'll ever be!"
My mother launched herself out of her seat, the chair falling against the floor, and came towards us looking ready for murder.
The fat policewoman interposed herself in her way. "Woah, woah, calm down sis!"
"Get out of my way." she said, her voice cold. "I won't have this vaginal discharge in my house. MY. HOME."
Policewoman spoke without turning back to look at us, keeping her eyes on my mother and her hand on her gun. "Meninist I think you should go. You can always catch up with your boy here on another less tense occasion."
Jezalin was already heading towards the door, her head hung down in defeat. I grabbed her hand and pulled her back, stopping her.
"No. She stays." I declared, my voice loud. Adrenaline was starting to course my veins again, firing me up for a fight. "She is my friend and if you don't fucking like that, then go cry me a fucking river! What are you gonna do about it, you crazy bitch?!"
My mother roared like a beast straight out of hell and advanced on me. She went for a vicious right handed slap, but I was on fight mode already, all warmed up, and saw it coming a mile away. I ducked under it. Then, letting out my own battle shout, I followed with a savage uppercut,. It connected and made her stumble back. I pressed the advantage and spun around, giving her a roundhouse kick right in the fucking face.
The woman that was my mother in this world stumbled backwards further, hitting the table with her back. She looked at me with eyes screaming murder and wiped her bloody nose. She shot out after me with incredibly fast speed.
She made to grab me with her left arm and it was too fast to dodge, but I managed to deflect it. I wasn't so lucky with the right one though and she grabbed a hold of my neck and squeezed, choking me.
"Woa, woa, release him!" "You are going to kill him!" The two policemen came and started wrestling with my mother, trying to pry her fingers loose, but with a burst of beastly strength, she threw them away. They slammed onto the floor harshly.
Seeing this, Jez finally broke out of her fear paralysis and went to grab something.
I was struggling for air now, my vision starting to go black at the edges, lungs burning.
My mother looked hurt and desperate. She leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Is this how you repay my kindness?!" she hissed harshly into my ear, spit getting into my ear canal. "My leniency?! Is violence the only way you will learn to respect your poor m-"
Jez brought down a chair down on her head and that finally got her fingers loose enough for me to gasp in a breath of blessed fresh air. Nothing tasted so sweet.
My mother released me, taking off after Jez, and I fell to the floor unceremoniously. She didn't stand a chance. Mother gave her a liver punch that left Jez crying and wheezing. One of the cops, the younger one shot a taser at her, but it did nothing. She raised her fist and I expected her to give Jez a beatdown that would cripple her. Instead raised both hands into the air and backed off, looking at the cop.
The older one was knocked out, the younger didn't know how to make heads or tails of this.
"You better hope she's alive or you are going to jail," she yelled at my mother as she bent down to check the older one's pulse.
"Look, girly," mother said, exasperated. "I know my rights. This is Kentucky and corporal punishment is legal, the rest was self defense."
I had finally regained my breathe even though my throat hurt. "What do you mean corporal punishment! You almost killed me!"
"Exageration. No permanent damage was done. As a matter of fact, your martial arts are considered lethal weapons so if you want to talk about killing we can start with that. You could have pushed my nose bone up into my brain with that kick. Those trained should not use it lightly and irresponsibly like you."
The cop started slapping her partner and the old woman slowly started coming to.