Queen of Ghosts
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The only Sane one left
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Queen of Ghosts(a worm cyoa reincarnation SI)
It's been a week since the locker incident.
The locker incident... the one thing that allowed me to know without a doubt that the trio will never stop. Or be stopped.
At least not by the authorities.
Since why would they care about the quiet, ugly loner girl that has a record as a trouble student?
The trio will continue to escalate unhindered. Probably until they kill me.
They would get away with it too. Going by past experiences with authority.
I should never had told dad about the bullying. Alan Barnes threaten to sue us for slander when dad called him up yelling about what Emma had done.
I called bullshit on that, but it's not like we could afford a court case anyway.
Even if we win, we'll loose.
Cant even sue the school.
Even though I was trapped inside of a bio-hazard for four hours, screaming for help that never came, it didn't even cause me spend a day in the hospital.
They just gave me some antibiotics and sent me on my way.
So it would look like it was better than it was on paper, not to mention that there were no witnesses.
Which of course there wasn't. No one likes a snitch after all.
Since Winslow is pretty much a prison instead of a school.
A prison that teaches the kids who have a wonderful future in gang politics. Or as a villainous grunt!
Such bright prospects I know.
Should have just gone to Arcadia when I had a chance. Especially the reason I didn't turned into a traitorous bitch.
But no use crying about stupid mistakes you made in the past.
The past is past.
And I have super powers.
Very lame super powers.
I heal better than most people, but it's not some miraculous regeneration that would allow me to not die from getting shot.
But I noticed something else that I can do! From when I was killing the "generous" time that Principal Blackwell gave me to recover from my tragic accident.
Bitch.
Anyway, I have a thinker power I believe.
I can sense other parahumans. Not just sense, but tell what they could do and even see how they are limited.
My range is even two blocks so far!
Great right?
Wrong.
You see, parahumans like having secret identities. So if someone found out about my power I would be either hunted down and killed or kidnapped and forced to work for a gang or something.
Not something I plan on doing any time soon. But, nifty little super power I have isn't.
So instead... I planned on sending all the evidence I gather on my bullies and against Winslow to the media and then kill myself.
But in a different life that was 100% better than this one, I was strongly against suicide.
Sadly that carried over.
I didn't send anything to the media, because I rather not be alive when they pick through it like vultures while my name gets slandered and most of the evidence gets dismiss with nothing changing again.
So as wise little green goblin thingy said "Do or do not, there is no try!" I did not.
Just like I have been, I endured and did nothing.
Not really, I did immerse myself in my past life's happier memories.
But that just added to my depression when I compared it to my life.
I apparently like girls now though. So there's that.
Not like anyone would date someone like me anyway. With my too wide mouth and lanky, skinny limbs.
I did think about going to Protectorate to join the Wards, maybe even get a transferred to Arcadia as the Wards are rumoured to do.
But I decided not too.
My power is useless for super heroing for one, for two I have enough teenage drama in my life, and for three I don't trust authority to do anything for me. They haven't before.
I did take up jogging as a hobby though.
That was a good idea as it turned out. Made me feel a lot better.
But I digress.
As I said before the school generously gave me a week off. That week is now over.
Given that I am currently standing in front of Winslow.
I should really look into getting a G.E.D or something.
Anyway, of course I feel the stares.
I am the girl that returned after all.
I heard some snickers as I walked by, not stopping by the locker as I don't trust it.
My past life never trusted his either. For different reasons though. Mainly it was a shitty locker in an inconvenient area.
"Oh what's that smell?" I hear a girl loudly whispering to her friend.
"Oh, it's the locker girl. All covered in filth." Her friend whispered back.
I ignored them and started walking faster to my first class.
"Isn't that locker girl?" I heard a dumb boy ask his dumb buddy.
"Yep, better not touch her. You might get something." The dumb buddy said.
I ignore them, wearing a stoic mask. I will not allow them to get to me anymore.
This must be the trios new tactic since they didn't break me in the locker.
The entire school is against me.
'That's fine.' I thought, reaching my first class. Computers. 'It's not like they were with me in the first place.'
The interesting thing is, I think Shadow Stalker is in this school. I sensed a power that could be hers.
Another reason not to join the Wards, a Ward wouldn't even step in to help me. Assholes.
But that was pretty much my entire day. Enduring insult after insult. Madison still kept up her childish pranks.
Madison is honestly terrible at bullying someone. But she is good at manipulating teachers.
Anyway, things changed. Things changed forever after I was surrounded by a gaggle of girls leaving Mr. Gladly's class.
Though I did stealthily appreciate the sight since some of them are really pretty. Including my traitorous best friend.
Too bad they all have terrible personalities.
But what really changed everything was when I locked by eyes on Sophia Hess A.K.A the serial killer to be.
I ignored the whispered insults and barbs thrown my way. My eyes going wide as I stared at the bitch that turned my best friend against me.
Sophia Hess is a parahuman. Not only that Sophia Hess is Shadow Stalker, a Ward.
Certain things clicked together. Why Emma stopped being my friend. Does she know who Sophia is?
Did she really drop our friendship because she got a new super hero buddy instead?
I know I should be angry, and I am. But anger took a back seat. Really.
This is the first time I ever been this close to a parahuman before. The first time I could see the connection of their powers so close.
I let out a giggle and smiled as I walked towards Sophia.
She looked at me weary but not willing to give me ground.
"Look at her, is she high?" Someone asked, I don't care who.
I was focused on something that was so grand and terrible at the same time.
"What the fuck are you looking at Hebert?!" Sophia snarled. But I ignored her and instead reached out and caressed her cheek. Her face flickered to disgust, but I didn't care about her face.
I cared about the wondrous thing that was attached to her meagre human brain. The way it allows your body to shift through dimensions, or how it allows you to fuse things together, and how I could make it better. How I could tear its limits away.
My smile widened. So many things that can be done.
But the sheer complexity of it is so... soo...
"Beautiful." I said breathlessly.
"W-what the fuck Heb-" Sophia tried to say, even reaching up with her hand to remove mine from her cheek.
It was the last thing she ever did.
Sophia Hess dropped like a puppet that got it's strings cut.
The gaggle of girls looked down at her and realized that Sophia wasn't breathing anymore.
They screamed, some ran away some only stood frozen in horror. I didn't care.
I giggled and laughed amongst the screams, shifting my body in and out of the dimensions. I played with my new found power like a kid that just got a shiny new toy.
It wasn't until my giddiness died down until I realized something.
I killed Sophia Hess.
I started breathing heavier. My heart beating what felt like miles a minute.
I killed a Ward in their civilian identity.
The Protectorate will come after me. I will be beaten and caught.
I will be caged.
"Please let me out!" I cried my self horse banging on the locker door with all my strength. Cutting my hands, and feeling the bugs skittering all around and on me. The putrid stench filled my nostrils almost making throw up again. The walls feel like they are closing in on me. I've been left, left to rot, to be forever trapped inside this... this... cage.
"No." I whispered. "No." I said louder, my face twisting in anger.
"NOOOOOO!" I screamed, scaring the people around me further. " I will not be locked in a cage!"
The Shadows gathered around me and I disappeared from Winslow High School.
Never to return there again.
When I next appeared it was in the center of what seemed to be an abandoned building.
I collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily.
"Why?" I asked, nearly snarling with anger.
I started to pound the ground with my fist.
"Why Why?!"
I continued to pound the ground with my fist with increasing intensity.
"Why do they always have to ruin everything?!"
With a scream of rage my fist slammed into the ground.
I felt my fingers crack and I bit back a pain filled scream. Only whimpers escaped my lips as I lied down on cool wooden floor. Cradling my hand to my chest.
I felt the tears well up in my eyes. My rage did not subside though.
"Those bitches always ruined everything!" I roared, my voice echoing throughout the empty building.
First Emma ruined our friendship, next my grades, then my mother's flute! Everything!
Not even having super powers helped! They just made things worse.
Sophia just had to be a parahuman. A Ward of all things.
It's not fair.
Sophia... she's... I...
"I killed someone." I whispered, my tears started to flow.
I killed her, doesn't matter what I say, I killed her.
A Ward in cold blood.
The Protectorate will be out for my blood.
Doesn't matter, they cant stop me.
I cant go home.
No I don't want to kill them.
Dad would be disappointed in me.
I need to prepare to defend myself.
Dad... I wont see him again, will I?
How can I stop the Protectorate from putting me in a cage?
How would he look at me? His murderer of a daughter.
I don't know...
I wonder what they are... telling... him... now.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I woke up to someone screaming for help.
I bolt up, by back stiff from sleeping on the ground.
"How long have I've been out?" I wondered, cracking my back.
My hand throbbed with a dull pain. Reminding me in my sleep addled state at what happened.
"Sophia..." I calmly said. I used my shirt sleeve to wipe my eyes.
I didn't notice something shift behind me.
"Please someone!" The voice shrieks, just outside the building.
"Shut up bitch!" A gruff voice yelled and I heard a meaty twach and a body falling down onto the ground.
I turned towards the direction of the sound.
"What's going on?" I asked myself.
"This is why I hate testing new recruits. Always too over eager." I heard an exasperated male voice state.
Curious, I walked towards the wall and stuck my head through it using my nifty new power.
I saw two toughs wearing an E88 symbol, along with a man that was pure white.
I felt something niggling in the back of my mind when I looked at the man. He was a cape aright.
His power was interesting.
"Hurry up and finish the nigger off, I don't have all afternoon to spend with new blood." The man said and then yawned.
"Sorry sir." One of the toughs said, properly chastised. He then took out a pocket knife.
"Nonono." The dark skin women repeated over and over again from where she lied on the ground.
His power can be used to restore objects to their prime conditions.
The thug started to advance towards the dark skinned woman.
His power... I want it.
I felt something touch me and I screamed, jumping straight into the alley way where the gang members were.
"What?!" "The hell?!" The rookie thugs yelled in surprised. The knife dropped and cut the woman's exposed leg.
She screamed in pain. Blood started run down her led.
The pure white man reacted by pulling out a gun and pointed it at me.
I gulped.
"H-hello?" I asked nervously, sweat started running down my face.
"Oh, hello there." The man said pleasantly before yelling at the two toughs. "Hey Dumbasses! Shape up! Now!"
"Yes sir!" They both cried and straightened themselves up.
They looked at me nervously.
"It seems we have a guest boys. A newbie projector too." The unpleasant man stated calmly.
'Projector?' I thought and then turned to look behind me.
Standing there was a ghostly looking Sophia Hess, her expression completely neutral.
'Is she haunting me?' I thought perplexed. 'Figures that she cant even leave me alone even when she is dead.'
"Oi, girly!" I heard the guy shout, causing me to turn back to him. "Stop getting distracted!"
"I'm not distracted." I stated with a pout. The guy sighed.
"Look kid, you should just leave and forget that you saw anything." He began. "I mean, you don't even have a fucking mask. You should just go home to your parents and stay there." He put the pistol away and started walking towards me. Confident his power would protect him. "I don't want to have to hurt ya kid. Especially a nice white girl like you." He put a hand on my shoulder, content that I haven't moved Sophia to attack him.
"Or maybe you would like to go with dear old uncle Alabaster to see Kaiser?" He asked and then added with a surprising softness. "I'm sure Kaiser would welcome you to the family if you don't have one."
Family.... dad... mom.
I felt tears run down my cheeks.
"I'm sorry." I apologized quietly.
"What's wro-" That was as far as he got before I pulled his power from him.
He dropped to the ground dead, just like Sophia.
The dull pain of my hand vanished and another ghost appeared behind me.
"Oh shit!" A tough yelled in panic.
"Let's get out of here!" The other one yelled and ran away with the other one in tow.
I wiped the tears from my eyes again. This isn't the time for crying.
I killed someone again. For what.. their power? Because my hand hurt?
I heard sniffling and looked down at the woman. Then looked at her bleeding leg.
No... I did it to save her... yeah. I saved her. I smiled and nodded my head, happy with that conclusion.
So with my head held high, I walked towards her. She saw me and her eyes went wide. The women started to sob harder.
I imagine its because of the new ghost that decided to haunt me. But I paid it no mind.
When I got to her, I reached down to touch her leg.
The woman tried to move it away, but I managed to tag it.
I used my new power and reset her body back into peak condition.
She blinks away her tears and stared at me. Not sure about what just happened.
I stood back up and stared back with a bright smile.
"T-thank you." She manages to say as got up. The woman started to check over her body. I probably made her healthier then she's ever been. "Thank you for saving me."
"Don't mention it!" I exclaimed cheerfully. The woman looked at the corpse on the ground and made click sound with her tongue.
"About time someone done that bastard in." She stated, staring at the corpse coldly.
I said nothing, not wanting to look at, or even think about the latest corpse I made. She looked back at me and smiled brightly.
"Thank you again and don't worry." I tilt my head questioningly. "I promise I wont tell anyone. But you did a good thing today." The woman finished saying and nodded her head.
I did, didn't I?
"Well, take care." She said and started to walk away. "Keep up the good work!"
I watched her go and realized something great!
That's it! That's how I can stop the Protectorate from caging me!
My smile widens as I come to a great solution to my problems.
If I go after the villains... if I help the Protectorate do their jobs.
Then they wont see me as a threat, but an asset! I wont be locked away!
I turned to walk back into the abandoned warehouse I appeared in. The ghosts haunting me follow dutifully.
Maybe... maybe I can be a hero.
I always wanted to be one after all. Every since I was a kid.
The shadows gather around me and I disappeared once more.
After all, how hard can it be?
And done.
Honestly, my heart wasn't really into this one. But I still completed it.
This is different from how I wanted the first version of Tyrant queen to go.
In the first version I was going to give my SI Taylor the powers of shaper, phycokinetic, and cross over Sarah Kerrigan A.K.A the queen of blades.
Then Taylor would have had one bad day. You can guess what happened after that.
I didn't do that because If I continued it, well, most of the story would probably be politics and honestly.
That Taylor could probably conqueror the world and kill the Endbringers and Scion in less then a week.
So it would have been a rather short story.
Anyway, about this Taylor. I wont say what her powers she has or anything but I will say that this Taylor is not exactly the sanest person right now.
I probably failed to show this well, but meh. What can you do?
Anyways, if her thoughts and dialogue seem a bit jumpy and her mood and things like that?
It's supposed to be that way. Taylor actually has a few thought processes running at the same time.
It's kinda hard to show that. Especially since it's not something she realized.
Something related to her powers. Which I wont tell you about.
Anyway, sorry if this wasn't really all too enjoyable and not what you were expecting.
Oh, Joy redone will be next.
Honestly, my heart wasn't really into this one. But I still completed it.
This is different from how I wanted the first version of Tyrant queen to go.
In the first version I was going to give my SI Taylor the powers of shaper, phycokinetic, and cross over Sarah Kerrigan A.K.A the queen of blades.
Then Taylor would have had one bad day. You can guess what happened after that.
I didn't do that because If I continued it, well, most of the story would probably be politics and honestly.
That Taylor could probably conqueror the world and kill the Endbringers and Scion in less then a week.
So it would have been a rather short story.
Anyway, about this Taylor. I wont say what her powers she has or anything but I will say that this Taylor is not exactly the sanest person right now.
I probably failed to show this well, but meh. What can you do?
Anyways, if her thoughts and dialogue seem a bit jumpy and her mood and things like that?
It's supposed to be that way. Taylor actually has a few thought processes running at the same time.
It's kinda hard to show that. Especially since it's not something she realized.
Something related to her powers. Which I wont tell you about.
Anyway, sorry if this wasn't really all too enjoyable and not what you were expecting.
Oh, Joy redone will be next.
