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== <b>/d/'s Transformation</b> ==

PoV: /d/'s vision.
/d/ slowly opens her eyes and sits up, her vision fuzzy at first.

All she perceives is a red glow surrounding her, until her eyes clear and she comes to a realization.

This isn't her room, and there's a strange figure sitting across the room, it's face covered in long black hair.

PoV: Inside /x/'s room.
/x/ "Don't try to get up. You could disturb the circle if you move too much."

/d/ Looks around the room, noting candles strewn about, and strange symbols on the walls accompanied by newspaper clippings and what appear to be ancient artifacts.

/d/ "What circle?" She asks, casting her eyes about the room, just a little bit scared at this point. This kind of stuff isn't supposed to be real.

/x/ "We don't have much time, so pay attention. The dark powers are at work in this realm, and your particular "hobbies" have alerted their interest."

"To make matters worse, the Legion is returning, and few if any of us are prepared to offer resistance as we are."

"You present us with an opportunity however. An opportunity that we must seize if we are to survive the night."

"You are a target of a great deal of strange energies. I'm not quite sure what they have planned for you."

"I can help you through this, but you must follow my instructions exactly. They are going to come for you soon, and you need to prepare yourself."

*/d/ Bolts upright* "Prepare myself for what? What are you talking about? What am I even doing here?" She falls back to her knees and hangs her head, completely overwhelmed.

*/x/ raises her voice* "If you value your humanity you will calm down and LISTEN TO ME. Look me in the eyes and do as I say." /x/ calms down and continues.

"When the time comes, you must imagine a vision of yourself. Not as you are now, but as who you want to be. The second self in your mind that your body has been unable to attain."

"Keep this vision in your head, and do not allow anything to distract you. If your vision must change, then you may only make it stronger."

"Create this vision of yourself, and hold fast to it. It is your only way to preserve who you are, and it may be our only hope against the legion"

"A mere human is incapable of resisting the coming darkness. YOU MUST THROW AWAY your earthly form and embrace something more."

The entire time /x/ has been speaking, /d/ has been quivering silently on the floor, her eyes locked with /x/ she's scared stiff, but she'll listen.

/d/ "Okay" she manages to utter between shaky breaths. "I can do this". Even as she prepares herself, doubt floods her mind.

Is ANY of this real? It has to be some kind of dream, and why won't she wake up? What could possibly be coming for her?

As she stands again, she finally notices the ring of markings on the floor at her feet. Soon they start to glow.

/d/ begins to hear faint whispers. Countless near-silent voices flow through her consciousness like a waterfall crashing on her mind.

"Oh God... ohgodohgodohgod, LET ME OUT!" /d/ tries to leave the circle, but her hand recoils in pain as an invisible barrier sears flesh.

The voices are growing louder now. She can almost make out a few of their words amongst the din. She holds her head and falls onto the floor.

She curls herself into a ball and clenches her eyes closed as she tries to hide from her fears, hoping this will all just pass.

Suddenly, her vision opens onto a black stone court. She sees herself surrounded by many faceless cloaked figures.

One of the figures approaches her, and she suddenly realizes that she isn't in her body any more. She can only watch as the figure approaches and leans in front of her face.

"What is she?" She doesn't so much hear as FEEL the words pass through her consciousness. /d/ Suddenly breaks through her fear and remembers /x/'s instructions.

She focuses hard on the form of herself in her vision, imagining being at work in the uniform she made. It was a good first step.

Her body changed to reflect the vision in /d/'s mind, but neither it nor the figures surrounding it moved.

"It is only a child." Speaks another of the robed figures as it approaches her body. "See how it plays. It pretends to understand."

"A game then." Whispers the first voice, contemplatively. "Not a game" Thought /d/ to herself. She wasn't just pretending anymore.

The form in the midst of the cloaked figures sheds her outer shell of clothing to reveal a body bound in tight black leather.

"It seeks a challenge." Speaks another voice as a third figure nears her body. "We will enjoy this game."

Suddenly the rest of the cloaks move forward, surrounding her body and completely blocking it from her vision.

The moment she loses sight of her body, her world goes black again. A moment of silent cold darkness envelops her soul.

"you are no more" She hears a voice whisper. "you are no more, and yet you remain" "who are you?"

She struggles to answer the question, but she can utter no reply. She tries to scream her answer, and slowly her figure returns to view.

"That's right. I'm not ME anymore. I can't be that, I have to GROW." She focuses all her thoughts on her body, and it begins to change.

/x/ watches as /d/ falls to the ground and clenches herself into a ball before she lets out a horrible scream, shaking violently for a few seconds before freezing still and silent.

/d/'s prone body lifts itself from the floor slowly, eyes still closed. It lifts its head, as if to regard /x/ and a single red eye slices its way through her forehead.

As the eye stares at /x/, interference well beyond her power by now, /d/'s body begins to rise above the floor, held in the air by an unseen force.

The clothes melt from her skin to reveal what appears to be black leather wrapped tight around her body in elaborate patterns and a wave of color passes through her hair, turning it green.

Soon /d/'s body is in possession of a new tail, and horns sprout from the crown of her head. A serpentine tongue hangs from her mouth as she hovers towards the edge of the circle.

The eye in her forehead still staring at /x/, /d/'s body reaches forward to touch the edge of the circle again. This time her hand does not recoil.

She presses her hand hard against the barrier, a slight burning smell filling the room, as she lifts her head slightly to reveal a sadistic grin.

Her teeth catch /x/'s attention for a moment, then suddenly /d/'s frame begins to ripple with muscle and she presses even harder against the barrier.

Then as if being inflated, the definition disappears and her features become rounded. Soon her body appears to writhe within its skin.

Black tentacles burst forth from /d/ and consume the entire space within the circle, squirming and flexing against the barrier.

They stop shuffling for a moment, before they attempt to break their way through the circle with one last strain and they pop, spilling green slime against the barrier.

The slime slowly oozes downwards, forming into a pool on the floor and it begins to solidify.

When the mound of gelatinous life finally achieves a form, it slowly splits and compresses itself into the shape of a woman.

/x/ rises from her seat and cautiously approaches the circle. "/d/ are you still there?" "NO" comes the reply that freezes /x/ in her tracks "...but I thought that was the idea."

/x/ grabs /d/ and pulls her out of the circle, then turns to her closet, rummaging through it for a minute before returning with an oversized white shirt, she hands it to /d/

/d/ lifts her face to /x/ and says "No need for that anymore. Nobody is going to recognize me when I leave here."