thinking with portals
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Thinking with Portals(Worm SI)
Oneshot
Scry and die tactics
Oneshot
Scry and die tactics
I became a ten year old girl that was not only able to open portals to different dimensions, but see what they were like before hand with clairvoyance. In fact, there isn't really anything that can block my clairvoyance. The giant planet size flesh monster in a different dimension could attest to that. Boy, that gave me nightmares. I was lucky I didn't open up a portal to that earth. I was also blind, so yeah. The only way I could see is like a third person view from a videogame using said clairvoyance in a limited way. Which was fine by me since there are things that I rather wished I hadn't seen in these long months of testing out my powers and learning the limits of them, which there are none from my understanding.
So that only left me with two things to do now. Tell my parents of this life that their little girl is a parahuman and decide if I wanted to join the wards or not. With weaponize portals. Like making a lazer out of the sun type of deal. Still didn't know how that didn't wipe out the earth when I tried it out, but I was thankful it didn't. Only reason I even tried it though was because of the giant planet sized flesh monster!
...Yeah, it's hard to repress that image, so I started to think of a way to kill it for my peace of mind. Though now that I thought about it, I didn't even know how I got here in the first place. I mean, if this was a reincarnation thing then I wouldn't have my memories, right? All I remember was that I was on the computer one day looking at cat videos and then bam! I woke up with the body of a ten year old blind girl. Nothing in-between, just one minute looking at cat videos, and then the next becoming a loli. It took awhile to get use to that and my 'parents' in this world. At least I somehow knew how to read Braille, otherwise I would need to resort to people watch with my clairvoyance.
Which was a hit and a miss on most days.
Anyway, really. I am just stalling right now. I'm nothing but a little bundle of nerves, standing here in front of my 'parents' even though they aren't my parents. Nervously shuffling my feet around, chewing on my lower lip, and even started to sweat! It was like my first day at school all over again, accept it wasn't even close to that in the slightest. For one, I wasn't screaming about wanting to go home. Yeah, bad example! Ok, I'm ten right now so give me a damn break!
...Oh, right. Need to talk to parents. Hehehe... ahem.
"Mom, dad." I said gravely.
"Yes sweety?" My mom spoke. Her eyes were flashing with amusement as she looked at me being all nervous and awkward. Curses.
"What's the matter, honey?" My dad added, his voice was like he was gurgling screws and sawdust. He really should get that looked at.
"I'm a parahuman!" I blurted out, extending my arms up like I was praising the sun and having two portals that didn't really go anywhere pop in existence near my hands.
There went dead silent at that. My stomach clenched tighter as I awaited their reaction; sweat trickling down my tiny face. I gulped and felt my hands getting tired as I froze in this pose, because I was dedicatedly fabulous about that.
"I can't believe my daughter would become one of those freaks." My mom said, my eyes widen in shock as what she said registered to me.
"Now now, dear." My father said soothingly, I felt a tiny amount of hope swell in my chest. "I'm sure she could be trained out of having powers." that swell of hope shriveled and died in one foul swoop.
"But she went behind out backs and became a freak of nature!" My mother shouted at dad. "It's bad enough that she was born blind!"
There voices started to fade away at this point as something in me just snapped.
When I came too, there was nothing left of my parents. Not even ashes. I could only look dispassionately at the raging inferno that used to be my house. But then I heard someone clapping behind me. It was a women, she was wearing a dark costume that didn't really hide her face. I could see scars on her, battle scars.
"That was wonderful dear." She said, her words sounded like they were right in my ear. My milky white eyes snapped open as I realized who she was. I looked them up when I was checking out possible threats to my person, besides the obvious one in the giant planet sized flesh monster.
The Slaughter house nine was here.
More importantly, Screamer was here. Screamer the girl who controlled sound and could mimic voices. Horror couldn't begin to describe what I felt as I realized that I likely just murdered my parents in cold blood for no reason. Tears came down from my eyes, my unstable emotions already took a huge hit from before. This... this just took the cake and smashed it with a one-hundred ton hammer.
"Now now, don't cry little one." She said soothingly, putting a hand on shoulder. "If you want a new family, you can join ours! I promise we won't turn you away like your parents unfairly did to you." Her voice was calm and comforting. It was like she expected to be speaking to an easily molded child that killed her parents and set her house on fire.
But I was twenty five going on ten years old.
"Disappear." I said softly and her eyes widening. She backed away a couple of steps before her head melted.
I then spread my clairvoyance to cover the entire city and filtered out the things I didn't want to see. I didn't have experience in doing that, but I found it rather easy. Eight other people died that day and I?
Well, I ran and I never stopped running.
Just a little something to show that I am still alive. But not in the best of moods.