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Jaune woke up with a pounding headache. His memories rushed to the forefront of his mind, and he felt sick.
Rising up from the floor, Jaune looked at the couch. Maggie was sleeping. Jaune stared at her for a while. He wasn't sure what to make of the situation.
He remembered seeing from the obvious view point of a young child. He also saw himself, looking at himself, like a weird vision loop that made him want to puke. Then the thoughts, oh God the thoughts.
It was like Maggie was experiencing the same thing he was, but Maggie wasn't acting like Maggie. It was almost like she was possessed, by Jaune himself.
This was clearly his semblance, a semblance he had no idea he had. But he was never using it again, at least, not before talking to his dad about it. Maybe he could use it for investigations, or something. Not the main job of a huntsman, but sometimes criminals had aura and training.
Jaune got out his scroll, and grimaced. 40%. It took real damage or heavy training for his aura to get this low. This possession semblance was way too expensive.
Maggie stirred, and Jaune considered calling an ambulance. He had no clue what his semblance did to her. And she was probably going to be confused and scared when she woke up.
Jaune spent roughly a minute debating what he should do, then Maggie awoke. she moved around, breathing heavily, before locking eyes with Jaune.
"Maggie, are you ok?" Jaune asked, concerned.
She just stared at him. Maggie was not feeling very Maggie right now.
'I am staring at myself, and I am talking, but I'm not the one talking. He's big, I'm small. And I'm obviously where Maggie should be. This is like those ghost shows, or evil possession villains from shows. Weird that I'm able to do this and still function by myself, but whatever. Its a cool semblance, just have to tell myself to turn this off.'
"Dude, um, I think I, or we, found our semblance. You should turn this off." Maggie-Jaune said, subconsciously holding on tight to her teddy bear. Big-Jaune looked confused, and stared at his scroll.
"My aura isn't moving, and I don't feel anything." Big-Jaune said, getting worried.
"Maybe you need to touch me to turn it off?" Maggie-Jaune said, also starting to get worried. He looked down at her favorite teddy, Mr. MixTix, and memories started flowing to the front of his mind.
"Stop that! I don't need to know any of this, turn it off!" Maggie-Jaune screamed. Big-Jaune paled, rushing over to Maggie.
"I didn't do anything! Look, I got your hand, I'm trying to turn it off, Maggie, are you back? Are you ok?" Jaune was starting to panic.
"Nothing has changed!" Maggie screamed, tears building up in her eyes.
A switch flipped in Big-Jaune, and now they could see, hear, smell, and feel everything else the other Jaune was feeling. They both paused.
"Your aura is going down." Maggie mumbled, tears pouring down her face. She could see her own expression. She was trying to do something with her aura, but nothing was happening.
Big-Jaune urged for this to stop, and it did, the sharing did.
"I don't see myself, I don't feel your aura, but I'm still not Maggie, and I'm still remembering things I shouldn't be remembering." Maggie was shaking.
In this moments of shared thinking, they both recalled something. The Abnormal Phantom. A haunting creature that was the result of multiple ghosts being smashed together. A purely fictional spirit monster. The true horror of this phantom? Each ghost had it's own memory, and the phantom was a barely functioning being of conflicting personalities. This wasn't exactly like that, but Big-Jaune could remember the memorizes that only Maggie should have, and Jaune had a hard time believing that he would be crying so much right now just because he was in Maggie's body.
As Maggie continued crying, the two sat in silence as realization dawned on them. Jaune could only turn on or off their mind sharing. Whatever it was that put Jaune in Maggie's head, probably couldn't be turned off, not without help. And ,oh God, Jaune did NOT want to tell anyone about this.
Also, Jaune had felt Maggie's aura, which 1- should not have been unlocked, 2- she maybe had almost as much aura as him. Maybe high aura was a family trait, Jaune wouldn't know, but there was no way Maggie had aura before.
"Am I stuck like this? In Maggie's body?" Maggie cried. Jaune didn't know what to say.
"What am I going to tell my...uncle Frank?" Maggie choked.
"Nothing, not yet, we have to figure this out, now, tonight. We need to know as much as we can." Jaune said, trying to sound gentle. Maggie looked at him, and over the next 5 minutes calmed herself down enough to think.
"This looks bad, really bad. Either we are controlling Maggie, or I AM the new Maggie. Turn it back on."
Jaune complied. The experience was still sort of awful, but both of them were getting more used to it. Jaune needed to use the bathroom, and as they both thought on that, they grimaced and Jaune turned it off.
After Jaune returned from the restroom, they started talking.
"We wait til the end of the vacation before we say anything, with any luck, it will be over by then." Maggie said.
"And if it isn't?" Jaune was sitting on the couch beside Maggie.
"Hopefully this doesn't work long distance, if it does, you go home, turn on the mind sharing thing, and we see if that is also long distance. If it is, I think we have to accept that this might be permanent. I really hope this is not permanent."
"Do you actually know what you're saying? You'll be in a girl's body, forever. The body of our little cousin, living with her family. It's like those stories about child soul thieves." Jaune was starting to panic again.
"Do you know what it means to tell anyone? To tell our uncle and our family about this? What if it is actually forever? What if no one can actually do anything about it? They'll know they lost a daughter, and then we have to all figure out what happens to me!" Maggie's eyes were wide and her breaths were rapid.
"We're screwed, basically." Jaune let out a deep breath, holding his head in his hands.
"Yeah, this sucks." Maggie held on tight to Mr. MixTix.
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