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He point blank called her an A-hole and she blushed madly. Megan couldn't figure out if she was supposed to be more irritated at him for calling her that, or her older self for apparently being it.
The teen found herself blinking repeatedly at the older man, who had just casually told her that she had helped him bring down some kind of criminal empire with him.
.... the @#$%?
Her stomach chose that moment to make the most horrible sounds, like steel girders bending, and she blushed deeply again. Dammit, her stupid @#$%ing stomach was trying to ruin her whole life, wasn't it? She'd forgotten her list of foods in her room, too.
The baby laughed at the sounds though, so at least her suffering has brought him some entertainment.
She nodded mutely at his suggestion to head inside. Her boot heels were starting to sink into the grass anyway and her spiders weren't fans of the cold. She followed after him silently, mulling over the new information he had provided and trying to meld it with the info she already had.
"So... would this criminal empire we- Er...she helped to bring down happen to have had anything to to with, like... a giant bug?" Was this an appropriate time to bring the whole murder thing up? She wasn't so sure... but, aside from hunting down a very busy Mirror she was stuck with Saphirus, who seemed to know a good deal about her.
... Actually... how had mirror not known about any of that? Weren't the X's supposed to me all close and stuff?
"Mirror never mentioned me being a part of the X-men..." She started, hesitantly. "I found no records of me having been a.. erm.. crime fighter, either. Or, at least a publicly known one."
She might have been drilling suspicious little holes into the side of the mans head with her eyes. "How exactly did I help you bring down a criminal empire?"
She wasn't sure about the conspiracy he was peddling, because that is exactly what it sounded like to her... and yet at the same time she didn't have much room to speak with the conspiracy that she and Lenna had first latched onto.
She also chose to ignore the fact that he mentioned liberal murders and all that. She... really didn't want to think of other of them having murdered anyone at any point, thank you.
The knuckled she handed him had seen a lot. Oh boy, had they seen some stuff. Young Megan was not away that her older self had had them for many years, and kept them on her at virtually all times in a pocket... just in case she needed them. They had seen bar fights, back alley tussles, more recently they had seen interrogations while Megan had been in the process of hunting Roach down.
So much blood, and a few lost lives.
Younger Megan, with eyes full of worry, sat and waited while gnawing on her lip worriedly.
Really... should she be doing this? Maybe... maybe ignoring it all wasn't so bad?
Those two little words bounced around her head for a bit, but she refused to let them distract her. Instead, she used them to justify a little bit of cheating to herself. Yes, she was indeed a bad, bad girl.
A spider slipped from her hair, scuttling down her back a little bit before aiming itself at Agnes and wiggling until it was confident it could make the jump. One swift, tiny pounce later and the little spider was on Aggie's shoulder, and already scuttling it's way toward the neckline of her leather jacket, intend on squiggling in and flailing around where ever it could find skin in order to be as absolutely as ticklish as possible.
Meanwhile, a few flies appeared out of virtually nowhere and got right in Megan's face, causing her to yelp and jerk her water gun to the side where the unfortunate booth runner happened to be standing. He ended up getting squirted for a good bit until he was able to scramble out of the way.
Megan blushed deeply, yanking her hands off of her gun a bit too late and holding them up in a placating manner. "S-sorry!"
Well, she had most certainly lost now. Pouting, while gently trying to wave the bugs away, she turned to see how Agnes was doing.
He leaned in, she leaned back. Her nostrils flared a little at the awkwardness of it all as she struggled not to fall backward for a moment.
Saphirus... what a strange name. Her eyes lit up a little when he mentioned that they had worked together, since that was another piece of the puzzle that was her life currently. She put that thought on the back burner for the moment in order to focus on the little baby currently grabbing her fingers.
"Oh my gosh, you are just the cutest!" She tickled the wee lad a bit, earning a giggle or two out of him, before she was again distracted with what he had said.
"You... grew back up?"
That was now. As far as she knew it was permanent. She hand't heard of anyone re-aging back to what they had been before. It was both exciting, and terrifying and she wasn't sure what to make of it yet. She had a girl friend! And she'd been an asshole in her older years! What if she didn't want to re-age!?
Gulping slightly, she tried to focus on what he had asked her instead of the looming dread. "Well... when I woke up none of the addresses I could find led anywhere. Like, the home address on my ID card was just some storage shed business on the other side of the city... and all of the contacts in the phone I had led to disconnected numbers, so I didn't have anyone to call and ask questions to."[/color]
She wriggled her fingers at the baby again, forcing a smile to keep from upsetting the child, even though she felt a frown tugging at her lips.
"The address to this school was the only one that led anywhere, so I figured I would stop by and try to find out what had happened. I um... Kinda broke in, because I wasn't sure what was going on and I kinda get the feeling I wasn't a very good person when I was older." Was she blushing? Maybe just a bit. It was embarrassing now reflecting back on it.
"Mirror found me and was able to help walk me though a bit, but even they don't really know what I was like, cuz I guess I was really private or something?"
She chewed on the inside of her lip a little, wondering if she should bring up what Ty had told her now.
"I met another kid here who was able to see stuff in my past from things that I had been wearing at the time, and... Well, I know I wasn't a very good person. I just don't know who to talk about it."
The teen refocused on him, Saph, and finally frowned. "How did we work together? I haven't been able to find any leads as to what exactly I did for a job, other than some vague references to cutting hair at one point."
"Aw, that's a cute age. I bet he's repeating everything he hears by this point."
Diaper in hand, she waved at the little one and started to head off to find a trashcan. The baby was fine, obviously, so her assistance wasn't needed anymore.
She paused when he started awkwardly asking her about a sister, squinting at him slightly as his question got a little creepier the longer he went on. Creepy sound enough he actually addressed it himself.
"I...um, yeah.. I do? But she's blonde and doesn't live here so..."
Realization clicked on like a switch and she paused again, blinking at him. "Oh! I... I think I know what's going on. Gawain mentioned I would run into other people who'd known me when I was older."
Giggling at the child from having repeating the small cuss, she excused herself for a moment to throw away the diaper, then headed back over.
Man, it was awkward trying to introduce herself again to people she couldn't remember knowing.
"I take it the lady you knew was Megan also, but like... my older self. I'm one of the people who have apparently been de-aged in those random attacks happening around the city."
She eyed him for a second. Were all of the people who she knew so strange? She hadn't met a single regular person so far. Super buff dad-man was just the newest face.
"I can't remember anything from when I was older, I guess... I don't know, its all still being figured out apparently. I have no clue who you are, though."
Actually.... if he was security for the school and also potentially someone who used to know her, did that make him a good candidate for confessing to the things she had learned from Ty?
She pondered that quietly while wiggling her fingers at the baby again.
It was almost funny how walking around, even on a cold day, could help distract from physical pain. Maybe that was why it was so often used as a method for coping with the pain of labor, for expectant mothers.
Man, she couldn't wait until she was old enough to start planning a family.
But, first... she really needed to figure out what was wrong with her body. Her stomach, in particular. She was on...um.... what, day ten? Eleven? @#$%, she hadn't even really been counting at this point. The nice doctor had looked into it a little for her, but since she didn't have any actual physical injuries for him to use his power with, they had reached a dead end. She had been given instructions to consider it some form of IBD, and was half way through a list of things to try eating, and just see what stayed down.
Hopefully soon she would find something that agreed with her stomach, because makeup could only do so much for the dark circles under her eyes, or the fact that her body was starting to show signs that she was pretty much starving.
Her stroll abruptly ended when she stumbled across a strange scene. A guy...er, she couldn't remember his name, even if she had seen him around the school from time to time, was changing his baby on the lawn.
... in the middle of winter.
Concern spiked briefly, which is mainly what prompted her to head over and invade the presumed fathers privacy.
Oop. Poopy diaper. Those sucked quite a bit.
"Want me to throw that away for you?" She stopped off to the side, politely keeping her gaze away from the infant as she offered to throw the diaper away for him.
"I have a younger brother who I had to change diapers for all the time. I know it's helpful not having to worry about the nappy while getting everything buttoned up again."
Gosh, the baby was cute though! Once he was decent she made silly faces at him and little sounds that mimicked what the baby was making.
She couldn't even finish all of her food. She felt mostly full, but... also maybe a tiny bit of a stomach ache. When had she last eaten? Or maybe the meat just didn't agree with her after so long of not indulging in it.
Whatever. She was going to go back and pass the hell out anyway, so that was something for future Megan to worry about. "Yeah... I'll have a clearer head tomorrow and that makes for the best shopping. You end up with purchase regrets if you shop while tired."
They dumped their trash, headed 'home' and as soon as she was within falling distance to a bed she collapsed into one. It didn't take long to fall asleep, even with being in day clothes, and she managed to get about an hour or so of Z's in before the most gut wrenching, nauseous feeling woke her up out of a dead sleep.
She barely made it to the bathroom in time to shut the door and get to the toilet, before she lost her dinner. It all came up hardly even digested, and after a half an hour emptying the contents of her stomach, it was over.
She trudged back to bed a defeated girl, muttering about vegetarian lifestyles being awful, and promptly passed back out.
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The next morning came too quickly and Megan didn't want to get up. She did get up, but she didn't want to. She waited for her chance to shower, not wanting to hog all of the hot water after the night they had had, and once she was in took those precious few moments to let herself wake up fully.
Her stomach still hurt from the night before, or maybe it was just all of her hurting from the night before? She wasn't sure.
She attempted to style her hair, which looked like it hadn't seen a brush in a few years, and tried to pull her gross outfit together into something less.... gross... before they had to leave.
"The phone says that there is a mall of some sort not too far from here. Should be plenty of clothing stores there we can check out."
Bleh. No matter what she did she looked like a scrawny wanna be gutter punk in too-big clothing.
"I am so ready to be out of these clothes."
And, also, to find out what the hell was going on.... but, priorities. She couldn't very well go to the reckoning under dressed, could she?
Her mind was in a million places as she hurried them both to her shared room. Her roommate was probably still in class she they wouldn't look like loons while she tore through her closet in search of the box of things she had woken up wearing.
"That's fine... I just- this is the first clue as to who I was before I got de-aged or whatever. Everyone who knew me before I turned back into who I am now knew me as some notoriously private person who they lost track of at some point. I don't even know where I used to live because the address on my license led to a dead end."
Also, she had apparently been 100% fine with murdering someone. Was she dwelling on that? She was totally dwelling on that.
Then again, not that she didn't believe him at this point, she hadn't seen that memory with her own eyes. Maybe... maybe Ty had misread the situation.... maybe she hadn't actually killed a big Roach.
... did killing a large insect even count as murder, anyway?
Shaking that philosophical debate off, she let them into her room and turned to close the door after him. He laid out a warning of sorts that earned a blush from her, and she debated removing the clothes she had been wearing from the equation. She wasn't sure if she was ready for someone to see all of her, even if it might lead her to more information about herself.
How many memories could a pair of pants have, anyway?
"O-okay...I'll, um... consider that."
Still a bit red in the face, she turned and headed for her closet.
Her room wasn't the most decorated thing ever. Her roommate's side was actually more decorated than hers, seeing as the girl had lived at the school longer. Megan had a nice, slightly gothic bed spread and a few small trinkets she had picked up in town, but hardly any posters or decorations on the walls.
Once she found that box she had been looking for, she headed over to her bed and plopped it down on the velvety comforter. Inside she had the black stretchy pants she had been wearing, the wallet that had been on her person, the metal knuckles she had found in a pocket of the coat she had been wearing, the coat itself; which was fake leather and a dark camo pattern, and some of the assorted jewelry she had presumably been wearing before it had fallen off and into her clothes in various places. There were also other things, but like hell was she letting him touch any of her unmentionables if he could see everything!
"What happened to us, the whole being younger thing? It's happening to a lot of people in this city. Nobody that I have talked to has a solid idea as to why or how it's happening... but you and I aren't the only ones that it's happened too. I woke up in a bar, of all places, with another girl who had it happen to her at the same time it happened to me. There was chaos all around, some sort of smoke in the air, and lots of other kids."
She had her wallet and the metal knuckles in both hands, weighing what she wanted to see. One was a weapon and.... she wasn't sure if she wanted to see what else her older self had been capable of. The other was the closest thing she had to knowing her true identity, even if half of it was fake. What would he get off of it, though? Her waiting around at the DMV to get a new license?
"I... I don't think I would like my older self a whole lot. Don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of a fight necessarily, but... killing someone?"
She shuddered and shoved the weapon out toward him.
Might as well rip the band aid all the way off, right?
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It anyone got to do that... first....??
What.
Was it even possible to turn more colors at this point?
While Megan was probably gravely over thinking things Aggie was pulling them both the rest of the way out of the attraction. She was thoroughly distracted enough with her own thoughts that she could only stumble along until they stopped, and she was able to refocus on the beautiful girl and her eyes like arctic ice.
She nodded along, gaze trailing after all of the places Aggie pointed out, before snapping back to the girl at the mention of spanking.
...Had... had she said that on purpose?
Megan's ears reddened a little. Considering the way she had said it, she was at least 70% sure that had been intentional.
Agnes spun on her heels and started off, leaving Megan gaping at her from behind.
Oh....
Two could play at that game.
With hurried steps she caught up, leaned in so that her breath would ghost across the shell of Agnes' ear, and whispered her response. "Maybe i'd like that."
She stepped around the girl, winking despite the red still in her cheeks, and hurried along to take up her position at one of the guns.
She honestly wasn't sure how she would do... it had been a while since she had done anything of the sort, but she would certainly be trying her hardest to win. She waited until Aggie had caught up and was in position, before tokens were passed over and the guy running the booth set the game to start.
Of course, blast her luck, Megan missed her target right as first when she clicked on her water gun. In a game like this seconds really counted, and she could only hope that Agnes wasn't a sharp shooter in disguise.
Maybe, just maybe, she should cheat a little in order to get her prize at the end?
She bobbed her head in agreement. "My Fiance is really big into the Vegan scene, though. So I've kinda gotten used to eating mostly green things."
It was funny... but she'd never really thought about it before. Following along with his diet plan had become second nature in a way. Why had she stopped eating meat in the first place? She wasn't a vegan.
"I'll have to indulge a little bit while getting everything figured out here."
Guilty pleasures, anyone?
She grinned as she chomped a few more bites off of hers, before stopping to idly chew on a few fries.
She wondered, with everything going on, where Trent was... Was he still back home? If...If a bunch of time had really passes, was he still looking for her?
... Had anyone looked for her?
No, she rather liked Lenna's idea about someone who could steal faces. Maybe the dates on her ID were wrong. Maybe everything was messed up in some other way.
She shook herself out of the thought and hurried to finish her food. A full stomach would make it easier to think, she was sure.
Goodness, her ears were burning again. The very idea of devouring Agnes was, well... tempting, but only in a few ways. Her head would explode if she went down that path of thought much longer though.
Before she could think of something witty to say in response, Agnes started reacting to something and Megan was drawn from a series of thought that were ultimately too much for the girl at the moment.
"Ah!?" She jumped in her skin at the squeal, eyes darting about for another one of those blasted animatronics- but... nothing? Agnes seemed to be the only thing flying at her, and there was no way she was jumping away from that.
Megan caught the girl, arms looped around her waist while carefully avoiding her delicate looking wings. She couldn't even focus on the fake blood dripping down the glass, because something all together more enrapturing was pressed snugly against her front. It was hard to even breathe.
The absence of those arms once they were taken away from her did something funny to her chest she wasn't sure she was prepared to deal with yet. "Clearly." Her voice was soft, but she was smirking slyly. "I don't know what I would have done without you. The walls would have probably eaten me right up."
The exit was near, and as much as Megan liked being in such close quarters with Aggie, they couldn't stay there forever. Other people were heading their way from behind, and there was still a wager for her to win is she wanted to get her prize.
"I believe it's your turn to pick what we do next?" She tugged her date along toward the exit, excitement swooping in to fill that void the lack of Aggie's arms around her had left.
Those same memories played on repeat in her head, unbidden. By the time her lids fluttered and she woke, it felt as if every inch of that giant big was seared into her mind.
Why had it felt so familiar...?
She blinked at the ceiling a few times, before her eyes slid over to Ty. Apparently she had fainted. She reached up wordlessly to pull a damp, slightly warm compress from her forehead. Apparently he had been thoughtful enough not to leave her in the dust after passing out on him.
But! There were more important things on her mind at the moment.
Sitting up quickly caused a few spiders to fall out of her hair, but she ignored the little silent cries of annoyance. "You... I...." Shit, what did she even want to say? She was still processing things. She wasn't exactly sure where to start or how even to help him, since that was why he had come to the school in the first place.
Perhaps it would start with him helping her out some more.
"Come with me." It wasn't a command, but it wasn't a question, either. There was a little bit of desperation in there, behind the brave front she was trying to uphold.
She reached out for his wrist, or hand, whichever. She was going to try and take him to her room, where she could show him the outfit she had woken up in, and all of the assorted things that had been on her person at the time.
This boy... this random boy who had stumbled in out of the blue, might very well be the key to unlocking who she had been before. Perhaps even where she lived? She wasn't sure how much information he could give her, but it was worth a try.
... It certainly couldn't get any worse than murdering a giant bug, could it?
"I have more stuff... from before. Can you show me more?"
Her embarrassment tripled due to Agnes' reaction. Had it really been that great? She'd just been horsing around trying to play the part.
Blushing like mad, she managed to stammer a soft "Glade you liked it.." Before Aggie grabbed up her hand and tugged her right out of her embarrassed stupor.
"I'm with you." The words tumbled from her lips as she hurried to keep up, attention solely focused on the beautiful girl leading her into the next room. She forced herself to pay at least a little attention to her feet so she wouldn't stumble and end up on her face. Agnes seemed to have that effect on her.
The last room seemed smaller, and wasn't all that scary. It was decently light with purple and green lights, and seemed to be just a hall filled with clear walls.
A short, tight knit maze.
Megan eyed the shallow looking hallway they were both supposed to walk down, and gulped. It would be a bit of a squeeze if they tried to walk side by side... but, she didn't just wanna try and lead them anywhere. She wanted to experience it right there next to Agnes so she could see all of her cute, adorable expressions.
She felt her face heat up more and hoped the colored lighting would cover it up a bit.
"Looks like we've got a maze to traverse." She giggled, sidling up as close as she dared to her date and hooking her arm back through Aggie's.
"I'm not very good at mazes... but I wouldn't mind getting lost with you, Aggie."
She started forward.
The first few little hallways were easy. Megan turned them down a dead end after that and nearly ran smack into one of the hard to see walls. She chuckled at her own mistake as they turned and headed off down the right path.
"Hell, i'm jealous of it and i'm the one using it. It's so fast!" She'd have to let Lenna look at it, at some point during the night. It was seriously a marvel of technology. Alien to someone as simple and Megan.
They made it to their place of sustenance and Megan tried not to look or feel out of place. She was till in ill fitting clothing and had a cleaned but obvious cut on the side of her nose. She'd never felt so effing self conscious before.
Lenna was a rock of stability, and the teen tried to emulate her to a degree, while blinking away flashes of the other sight that kept invading her eyes. She ordered virtually the same thing as Lenna had, coke included. She was starving, after all. Who cared about figures when your stomach hurt?
The spider mutant blinked away from her phone as lenna passed, catching sight of the crown, and lost it completely at her words. Megan didn't care that she made a full ass spectacle of herself in the rather empty restaurant. She laughed until her sides hurt.
Then she gathered her food when it was done, snagged a crown of her own, and plopped herself down at a table to eat.
"I haven't had a burger in forever..." She stated, as she took a big bite and hid her mouth behind a napkin. "I'm normally into boring veggies and @#$%."
It was glorious. Super, super rich and overwhelming, and soooo so bad for her, but it hit the spot in just the right way.
The logical part of her brain was screaming at her to book it the hell out of there before the crazy boy stabbed her or something, but... the quietly, confused part of her brain that was still dealing with what she, and lenna, had only very recently dealt with was whispering for her to take that glove and try to find the truth in his words.
Wasn't this how fairies or demons tricked people? @#$%in show up on doorsteps with spun tales to try and get you to follow them into the woods?
@#$%.
Wary icy eyes stared down that glove in his hand like touching it would ultimately set her on fire or something equally as bad.
But... no matter what he was rambling about on his end of things, he had also promised to show her bits of herself she had forgotten. Lost puzzle pieces she needed to complete the picture. Did she really want to know...?
He said she had.. had killed someone. Forget kissing, killing was a bit more important Megan!
A bead of sweat rolled down the back of her neck. She had been staring at his stupid glove for far too long without speaking. With a gulp, she wordlessly lifted a hand and reached for it.
The second her fingers touched the fabric of the glove, her mind was assaulted with visions she had forgotten... An older looking version of Ty with a very tall, imposing figure that was indeed a cockroach in appearance. The full body figure of the woman who's face was on her ID, also with that same roach... They seemed friendly with one another. She was smiling. It's expression was unreadable. The next scene was longer; a fight in a bar. She was bleeding from several places and had a manic, joyous look in her eyes and a knife in her hands. Older Ty was there as well. They fought together, escaped together. Flashes of a ride on a motorcycle with something large chasing after. Celebrations. The kiss; She grabbed him by the shoulders and jerked him in, mashing lips together and seemingly catching him by surprise.
Everything wound down with memories of her moving into her new room at the mansion, and walking side by side with Agnes; their shoulders touching.
She jerked her hand back with a loud gasp, swaying on her feet slightly as she stumbled and caught herself. Her brain was in panic mode over the slew of new information, scrambling to sort and process as fast as possible.
He hadn't lied.... What he was saying, at least in the moment, was the truth.
She wasn't aware of when exactly it happened, but at some point she had started to hyperventilate. The spider mutant started to sway as her eyes rolled back and she passed the hell out.
