Myst in Worm (CYOA) part 5 (Patreon)

Tammi yawned as she opened the door and studied the two girl scouts standing on the porch. "I'm not buying overpriced cookies."

Myst smiled at the blonde teenager then shook 'her' head. "We're not selling girl scout cookies, we're selling girl scout nookie." 

Tammi snorted. "My father already left for work, best of luck elsewhere."

Myst used his path to nookie ability as 'she' reached out and stopped Rune from closing the door with his foot. "In that case, I'd like to make you an offer."

"What's that?" Rune asked as she glared at the two girls standing on her porch.

Myst smiled as he shape changed into a younger Johnny Deep. "In exchange for sex, I'll teach you magic."

"Bullshit!" Tammi snapped. "Magic doesn't exist."

Myst snapped his fingers and turned her body from the waist down into stone.

"What the fuck!" Tammi blurted after looking down at her pajama clad legs that had been turned into a dark grey stone. "Change me back!"

"Do you mind if I come inside?" Myst asked.

"Why the fuck would I let you come inside?!" Tammi demanded.

"Technically you can't really stop me but I'm trying to be polite," Myst pointed out.

"You call this polite?!" Tammi sputtered.

Myst shrugged. "As opposed to setting you on fire in an attempt to prove that magic exists, yeah, pretty much." He conjured a hundred dollar bill in his pocket realm then transferred it to his fingers as he held his hand out towards her. "Tell you what, give me twenty minutes of your time and if I haven't convinced you that magic is real or that I can hand out powers, I'll give you a hundred dollars and you'll never see me."

"Let me guess, you think I'll trade sex for powers?" Tammi asked.

Myst grinned. "Considering you're a naughty girl and I can look like anyone, from your favorite actor to your favorite teacher, yeah, pretty much. Besides, I know that you want to get fucked on the table while people watch."

"Fine, get in here before one of my asshole neighbors decides to call the police and change my legs back," she ordered.

"With pleasure," Myst replied as he walked into her house and closed the door after Tangles walked inside.

"What's her deal?" Tammi asked as she twisted her neck to look at Tangles.

"She's my projection," Myst replied as he changed Tammi's legs back to normal.

Tammi nearly fell over as her knees bent unexpectedly. "How many powers do you have?"

"You mean beyond shape changing, turning people into stone and creating projections?" Myst asked with amusement.

"Yes," Tammi replied as she studied the man that looked like a young Johnny Deep, wondering how many powers he/she had and why they were bothering with her.

"I can create naughty evil twins and give people professional grade skills," Myst replied with a grin.

"Prove it," Tammi ordered, fairly sure he was lying.

Myst held out his hand with a grin. "In that case, grab my hand and I'll show you a whole new world."

Tammi snorted as she grabbed his hand.

Myst focused on creating a kind and happy bisexual version of Rune that was also a nudist and created four clones.

Tammi stared at her naked clones as they checked each other out. "How long will they last?"

"Long enough," Myst replied with a grin.

"That doesn't prove magic is real," Tammi stated.

"True, let's fix that." Myst grinned as he teleported Rune to his pocket dimension with three of her clones. He turned to look at the last clone. "You might as well get ready for school."

"You realize someone is going to notice that I'm not a bitch, right?" the clone asked, wondering what he'd done with Tammi and the other clones.

"Just tell them you found a girlfriend and she pulled the stick out of your ass," Myst suggested as he changed back to his earlier appearance. "On that note, I should let you get dressed."

"Or you could fuck me on the couch and give me a lift to school to make sure I get there on time," the clone suggested with a grin.

"That sounds like a much better idea," Myst agreed as he walked over to the couch, fairly sure the Undersiders wouldn't mind an extra hour of sleep anyways.

0o0o0

"Let me get this straight, you want my help to traumatize a black girl until she triggers? Are you sure you're a hero?" Tammi asked in disbelief.

Myst pulled his attention off Tammi's clones that were sprawled out on lawn chairs being worked on by Amys and looked at Tammi, not sure how he felt about the girl that he'd spent the last twenty minutes getting to know far better than he should. "Technically, I just need you to sit quietly on a bench while I mentally torture her but yeah, pretty much. If I don't change her trigger event, she'll end up with a stranger rating and get into a lot of trouble."

Tammi shrugged. "I'm not seeing a reason to help."

"She's black and she has a grudge against drug dealers and no real issues with mentally torturing people or stabbing gang members, it's in your best interest to make sure she ends up with something less nasty considering you work for Kaiser."

"It's not like I had much of a choice," Tammi complained.

"Are you telling me you're not racist?" Myst asked.

Tammi shrugged. "No, I'm just saying working for Kaiser wouldn't be my first choice but my folks needed the money and I needed a way out of juvie. If it was up to me, I'd be making a hundred an hour selling rides around the bay or the city, not worrying about getting shot or blown to pieces by our resident suicide bomber."

"Does that mean you'll help?" Myst asked, ignoring her question and wishing he could just use a clone, sadly they weren't technically parahumans and thus didn’t have a shard the trigger event could ping off of so Aiesha would likely just end up with the same power as in cannon which was something he wanted to avoid.

"I'll help you out in exchange for the ability to sing like a professional," Tammi offered.

"Deal," Myst replied as he shifted his outfit to look like something a rock and roll star might wear on stage. He started singing pieces from a half remembered Guns and Roses song as he focused on his Role Playing power and sank into his role. He reached out, touched Rune's nose and started adding fragments of memories, replacing some of the worst of her memories of growing up with an extended family of bigots with scenes of her practicing singing in various locations and situations.

0o0o0

"Why couldn't we have another week of vacation?" Aisha muttered as she walked into the bus stop, glad to be out of the wind even if the cold air helped wake her up. She glanced at the wart covered old lady sitting on the bench then looked at the red haired girl scout that looked far too cheerful considering the sun wasn't even up yet. 'Screw it, I'll take cheerful over warts and bad hygiene any day.' 

"Have you ever run through a city while being chased by a lunatic?" Myst asked as 'she' poked Aisha's arm and used his Mindflayer power on her, giving her memories of being chased through the city by Rune and Bonesaw and having to try to figure out how various pieces of tinkertech worked while trying to hotwire cars that were out of fuel and put together various bits of weapons when she had a chance to stop. 

"Shit!" Aisha screamed as she found herself back in the bus stop. She lurched to her feet and tried to run for the door, knowing she had to keep running before Bonesaw found her and cut her to pieces or Rune crushed her with a car.

"There’s nowhere to run!" Myst growled menacingly as he grabbed Aisha's arm at the same time he grabbed Rune from his pocket dimension and dropped her in the bus stop. 

Aisha tried to pull her arm out of his grasp. "Let me go!"

"You'll never escape!" He sent her on another 'adventure' then winced as Aisha and Rune both collapsed. He stepped forward and caught Aisha before she could hit her head on the bench while the hag stepped forward and caught Rune. "That was easier than I was expecting and so much worse," he muttered the last part.

"Does that mean I can drop my disguise?" Tangles asked.

"Sure," Myst replied as he checked Aisha's recent memories with his Mindflayer ability. "Yeah, she's going to murder me," he muttered as he erased everything after sitting down. "Are you okay, you fainted."

Aisha rubbed her temple, wondering why her heart was racing and it felt like she'd just sprinted up a couple of flights of stairs while being chased by a nasty dog. "Sorry, I'm not quite awake yet..." she trailed off as the hag-like woman changed into an attractive woman with a witch's hat and blue robes. "What is going on?"

Myst reached over and touched Rune as she opened her mouth to say something and transferred her back to the pocket dimension. "Do you want the short version or the long version?"

"Both," Aisha replied warily as she got to her feet, ready to run or punch the girl.

"I basically just caused you to trigger and get powers, you're welcome." Myst smiled at Aisha.

"Right, you turned me into a parahuman, just like that?" Aisha asked sarcastically.

Myst shrugged. "More or less."

"Why?" Aisha asked, knowing there had to be a trick or an angle. 'Wouldn't I feel different if I was a cape? Shadow magic, ninja powers?' she waved her hand at the wall of the bus stop wishing for something to happen. "Yeah, I don't think I have powers."

"Just because you don't have shaker powers doesn't mean much. As for why I'd bother, I know a precog, you wouldn't have been happy with your powers if I hadn't stepped in," he explained as he conjured a card with his name on it in the pocket dimension then transferred it to 'her' fingers.

"What would I have gotten?" Aisha asked, figuring she'd humor her.

"A stranger rating, people would have basically ignored you until you went insane," Myst explained.

"Any idea what I ended up with?" Aisha asked sarcastically, not sure she believed the girl.

"Nope. If I had to guess, something involving darkness or energy generation considering your powers are probably related to your brother's," Myst mused as he stole a pen out of the side pocket on Aisha's bag and used part of a flier to write his cell number.

"What makes you think my brother has powers?" Aisha asked warily.

"I know of your brother's team," Myst replied as he heard the bus coming. "On that note, your bus is almost here." He held out her pen and card with a smile. He focused on her copies being bisexual nudists and created four copies when her hand touched his to grab the pen and slip of paper, dropping her clones in his pocket dimension.

"Are you a villain?" Aisha asked.

"I'm a rogue, I help people that are helping the city, villain or hero," Myst explained as the bus stopped and the doors opened.

"Right," Aisha muttered as she got on the bus, not sure what to think of the strange girl.

Myst flashed a smile at the bus driver then walked down the street towards Lisa's apartment, figuring he might as well check another villain off his list.

0o0o0

Chris smiled as four naked mocha skinned girls appeared out of thin air by the lake. "I could get used to this."

Aisha glanced around at the people lounging around then paused when she noticed her duplicates. "Huh, that's new."

"This is going to be fun," one of the Aishas said as she poked one of the other Aishas in the side. "She looks solid."

"New cape?" Amy asked as she walked over.

Aisha glanced at Amy's shirt then at her face, fairly sure she wouldn't have recognized her without the shirt saying 'World's Best Healer!' considering she looked more attractive than any of her pictures. "Panacea?"

Amy shrugged. "More or less. Do you need me to check your health?"

"Sure," one of the other Aisha said she glanced over at one of the Circus clones that was sprawled out on a lawn chair kissing another Amy that also looked different. "Can someone explain what's going on?"

"You're a clone, we're in a pocket dimension, do you want to fuck?" one of the Leet's asked.

"Ignore him," Amy muttered as she checked Aisha's health, glad to find that she was healthy enough.

Aisha glanced at the scrawny male that was probably in his early twenties. "Sorry, you're not my type and we've just met..." she trailed off as she noticed the blackboard filled with schematics. "Why are you using a shitty battery?"

"Because I haven't grabbed my notes yet," the other Leet standing by the blackboard complained.

"Stop messing with the poor guy," Aisha paused as she turned and saw the blackboard. "Never mind, you could make that better."

"Really? I borrowed the design from Armsmaster," Chris complained, happy that his original had kept his schematics online, otherwise he'd have had to start from scratch.

"I don't care how efficient it is, it's still a shitty concept," Aisha complained as she studied the design.

"Why?" Amy asked as she switched to the next clone, not surprised to find out she was the same.

"You'll never liquify an armored car with it," the first Aisha complained as she walked over to the blackboard and started changing the schematic.

"You think you can liquify an armored car with solar power?" Leet asked in disbelief.

"Of course, you just need to absorb light from multiple dimensions," one of the Aisha replied then blinked as she realized she actually understood part of the schematic even if the rest of it didn't make as much sense. "Yeah, that's weird."

"But really cool!" Aisha said cheerfully.

"Do you have any idea what the rest of the schematic does?" Chris asked after pulling his attention off Aisha's breasts.

The last Aisha studied the schematic for a couple of seconds then shrugged. "Some type of automatic popcorn maker?" she asked, hiding her snicker.

"No!" Leet complained.

"Are you sure?" Uber asked as he walked over with one of the Circuses, knowing Leet had made some questionable things over the years, not all of them intentional.

The other Leet frowned as he studied the design. "Reasonably sure. It basically just directs energy."

"In other words, you could melt a car with it," Myst mused as he walked over to look at the schematics to see if he could figure out what they were working on.

Chris shook his head. "Of course not, you wouldn't be able to store enough energy…" he trailed off as he looked at the battery the new girl was designing. "We're keeping her."

"We might need to talk to the PRT about power testing," Myst mused.

"Maybe after we've fixed the schematic," Aisha replied absently as she 'fixed' the design. 

Aisha frowned when she noticed the massive wall of fog in the distance. "I suppose Domino’s is out of the question?"

"For so many reasons," he muttered as he gestured at the table and created a stack of delicious homemade pizzas in plain cardboard boxes. "On the other hand, your wish is my command."

"Really?" one of the Aishas asked as she opened the box and saw the delicious looking supreme pizza.

"Within reason and not really," Myst replied with amusement. "But feel free to toss out requests."

"How about some music?" the Aisha that hadn't walked over to look at the schematic asked hopefully.

Myst gestured towards the table where another Chris was working with one of the Leets on setting up an entertainment center. "Feel free to check the CDs, you might find something you can tolerate, if not, make a list, I'll see what I can do when my alternate hits the mall."

"Alternate?" Aisha asked as she studied Myst.

Myst shrugged. "I have two different versions of shape changing, one that lets me clone people and one that lets me clone myself, my clones are linked in a mental network so I'm basically in multiple places at once."

"How many powers do you have?" one of the other Aishas asked.

"More than a couple and less than Eidolon," Myst replied with a grin. "Mostly just, shape changing and the ability to turn people into stone or objects."

"Can you turn them back?" Aisha asked as she pulled her attention off the schematics.

"Thankfully," Myst replied as he grabbed a slice of pizza then made a case of root beer appear on the table.

0o0o0

"Is this a joke?" Lisa asked in annoyance, her headache getting progressively worse as she tried to figure out what Coil's angle was and why he'd sell the team's contract.

"No, though I can understand why you might think so," Coil admitted, knowing the original had some screws loose and would have killed her before letting her slip through his fingers. "In short your new employer will be paying your team to stay out of trouble at double your current rate."

"Why?" Lisa asked as her doorbell rang.

"I'll let him explain, don't bother running." Coil grinned as he ended the call before Lisa's power figured out something inconvenient. 

"Fucking great," she grumbled as she walked over to the door and looked through the peephole at the man standing in the hallway wearing a red suit and red fedora then at the girl with large breasts wearing a police uniform that looked more like something a stripper would wear than a proper uniform. She opened the door. "Can I help you?"

Myst frowned when he noticed the almost green cast to her face. "I wanted to talk about the team and your old boss, can I come in?"

"Could I stop you?" Lisa asked warily, surprised that her power wasn't filling in any details about the couple standing in the hallway.

"Sure, you could tell me to leave but I have a feeling you're going to want to hear what I have to say," Myst said softly, trying to avoid aggravating her headache.

"Fine, come in," Lisa grumbled as she opened the door and stepped back.

"How much did Coil tell you?" Myst asked as he stepped in and shut the door so that they wouldn't bother the neighbors.

"Just that someone bought our contract," Lisa said, not sure how to feel about Coil's latest scheme.

Myst used his path to nookie ability and blinked when he got a very short and simple path to nookie. "Technically, I didn't buy your contract, I replaced Coil with loyal clones after turning the original into a stone statue. Would you like to torture him for a bit?"

Lisa started laughing when she realized he was actually serious after a couple of seconds of silence as he waited for a response.

"Is that a yes?" Myst asked with amusement.

"That's a yes," Lisa said after she’d managed to get her laughter under control. "What's the catch?"

"I need him alive for another couple of weeks," Myst warned her as he had his original body head for the wall of fog.

"And after?" Lisa asked hopefully.

"After that I'm going to put a hole in his head because he's a psychopath with no redeeming features or use to society. Hell, I find his clones creepy and they're completely loyal," Myst complained as he glanced around her rather spartan apartment. 

"In that case, what do you need from us?" Lisa asked.

"I could use your help fixing the city," Myst admitted.

"Doing what?" Lisa asked.

"Mostly harassing the gangs until I've managed to copy all of their capes," Myst admitted.

"You're planning on taking over?" Lisa asked warily.

"At least until I can dismantle everything without the city imploding. I could use your help figuring out which illegal businesses to hit and how to keep everything from falling apart."

"What's in it for the others?" Lisa asked.

"Let me tell you my plans and you can tell me if you notice anything that can be improved," Myst offered.

0o0o0 

Vicky reached over and poked Amy. "Have you seen John? He's not answering his texts."

"I haven't seen him since last weekend and the last text I got from him was a picture of Missy tied up in christmas ribbon, that was the day before school started," Amy said as she pulled out her phone and sent Missy a text, glad that the cell jammer was turned off during lunch, 'Where is John?'

“Oh, well you should text Missy and ask if he’s sick,” Vicky ‘suggested’.

“You mean I should schedule you a booty call?” Amy teased.

“Yes… I mean, if you don’t mind,” Vicky said, “and you’re welcome to join in, he is your best friend and likes spending time with both of us. Besides, you never even let the other guys I’ve tried to hook you up with get past first base.”

“They aren’t my type,” Amy said, not wanting to get into it, as the only reason she slept with John was because he was the one who convinced Vicky that a threesome with her sister was okay even if they weren’t blood related, yet another reason the sarcastic bastard was her best friend. Hell, her only friend.

“Well… can you text Missy and see if he’s sick? She doesn’t like me,” Vicky pointed out.

“For obvious reasons,” Amy said dryly.

“Hey! I’m not beaver damming her,” Vicky defended herself, “I’m not the jealous kind of girl who would keep a guy from loving his sister and I’ve given her plenty of chances with Dean. It’s not my fault she’s the chairman of the IBTC and Dean likes the big guns!” Vicky flexed her chest making her boobs jiggle and distracting Amy for a moment.

Amy pulled her attention off Vicky's breasts when her phone dinged, telling her she had a message. "Shit!”

“What shit?!” Vicky demanded, suddenly worried.

“John’s been missing for the last three days give or take and no one can find him,” Amy replied before biting her lip. “PRT doesn’t have any leads and Missy is about ready to start tearing shit apart to get some answers, starting with the ABB as he was last reported near their territory when he vanished. Fuck, I’m going to have to talk her down.”

“I’ll do it,” Glory Girl said softly, her aura causing nearby students to fall silent as she began to float off her seat.

“You? Get real,” Amy said with a snort as she started typing, before realizing her sister was losing control of her aura. “Sis?”

“Tell Missy I’ll meet her at the corner of Sixth and Oak,” Vicky said, her hands clenched and the students beginning to slowly move away, trying to not be noticed. 

“Vick-” Amy began before Glory Girl shot through the window in a shower of shattered glass and the students breathed a sigh of relief. “Fuck!” She glanced down at her phone. “Fuck me running, I gotta call this in.”