"Ughhh" A sleepy groan escaped Triss´s lips as she slowy came to. She had not slept that good in years and this bed was so comfy. Altough she was a bit dizzy she sighed heavily as she breathed in the sweet smelling air. It was such a heavenly scent of exotic flowers that she could not remember ever having smelled anything better.
She lifted her arm with the intent to brush the sleep from her lead heavy eyelids however her arm hardly moved. It felt numb, liked she had slept on it all night. As she tried a second time she felt as if something restrained her wrist, her arm felt so weak. Her heart was starting to beat faster as she slowly came to another realization: Was she not supposed to be dead?
A slight panic begun to settle in as she tierdly tried to force her drowsy eyes to open themself. Through half open eyes and blurry vision, that did not help her dizziness, she tried to take in her surroundings. With her head resting on her chest the first thing she noticed was that she wore a white dress, a bit like a hospital gown but prettier, that she did not remember putting on.
The second thing she noticed was that she was infact not in a bed but in a nice recliner and then there was the red flowers. The flowers that were growing out of her arms and legs, now that slight panic had escelated to a full panic. She lulled her head back and forth and tried in vain to lift her pathetic arms but it was like something had sapped all strenght from her.
"WhaddaFugwhaddafugwhadafuuhh" She slurred out in her panic now much more awake but still dizzy, her vision swimming with multi coloured spots. She also realised that she was not alone in the dimly lit room, there were people just like her in armchairs both to her sides and opposite her lined against the walls of the room. And just like her they had flowers growing out of them, but while hers was red as blood there was flowers of every colour in the people.
An overweight woman to her left had blue ones growing out of her stomach, a man facing her had both purple and yellow flowers growing from his arms legs and finger tips and toes. There seemed to be flowers of every shape and form in the room yet none that she recognised.
When Sevin had said he wanted her body THIS was not what she expected or maybe he had sold her to some fucked up gardener/pshycopath. Small sobs were rocking Triss´s body as she tried to take deep breaths and calm down when she heard a door open.
The person whom entered, calmly made their way across the room untill they reached Triss and after a moment sighed.
"Well atleast the monitoring equipment is working like intended" Sevin said in slightly dejected voice, splaying out his fingers and tuching his fingertips together like he tended to do when he was not entirely comfortable in a situation. Triss was kind of relevied that it was Sevin standing before her and not some gross old man who wanted to do...stuff to her, altough she was not sure what was worse between that and being a flowerpot.
"So...Umm...I have some good news, in fact a lot of good new" Sevin started but Triss interupted him.
"Whas is de bad news" she asked, her words still slurred from whatever she had been given altough it was starting to get better.
"Well....you are not supposed to be awake, altough that is more bad news for me rather than for you" he replied. "But back to the good news, Congratulations! to your new superpowers".
Superpowers???What the fuck does he mean by that Triss tought to herself, taken back by the strange news. Her mind quickly imagined up pictures of her in bright spandex and billowing cape shooting lasers at evildoers, the thought made her giddy and fuzzy inside, Oh nope that was just her stomach orchestrating a revoultion. What little was still in her stomach quickly flew out of her mouth onto the floor and a bit stained her dress. She was shivering now and felt so weak. Luckly Sevin managed to sidestep.
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"Don´t worry, I will clean that up.....I´m gonna go get you some water" he said as he made his way put of Triss´s vision. She managed a mumbled sound of gratitude in response. He was quikly back with some water and some paper to clean her dress. As he undid the restraint on her right arm so she could drink by herself she was reminded that Sevin was probably not a hero in bright spandex and cape but rather more likely, a villain.
When she grabbed the glass she noticed how thin her arm was, it reminded her of how people with anorexia looked. When she tried to lif the glass she was not able tu muster enough strenth to lift it. Sevin quikly saw her plight and brought the glass to her lips and let her slowly drink the divine liquid washing some of the vomit taste from her mouth.
"S-so wa-what now" she asked finnaly being able to talk somewhat coherent. "W-what is m-my p-p-power"
"I do not know what your power is but I suspect it is some kind of slow addaptation, as you are currently being feed a powerful sedative through the IV in your arm without any effect AND the flowers that are currently growing out of you are slightly..." he seemed to hesitate before continuing, looking for some word that seeminlgy escaped him, averting his eyes "..psychedelic"
Triss blinked ones twice and then made eyecontact with him again.
"You´re growing drugs in me???"
"....yes," he says in a small voice, "but before we get side tracked lets go back to your question about what happens now: I would like to recruit you. And I know that attempting to recruit someone at the same time as you admit you are growing drugs in them is NOT the best tactic, but I would like it if you saw the goodwill of me telling you the truth rather than telling a lie."
Triss looked at him blanky for a minute then asked.
"And what if I say no?"
"Not a very good choise if you ask me.." Sevin´s gaze becomes cold and sends shivers down Triss`s spine" ...but well maybe a bit of a sellspitch is in order" He avoided answering the qustion and took a step away from Triss, taking a deep breath and then doing a slight bow.
"I am Sevin Grove and my villain alias is that of Wheat, not very grand I know but that is the way I like it. I am a manager of sorts for a branch of Desire, the gang currently in controll of the south east of the city. We are prettymuch constantly vying for controll of the docks and boulevard, and as Zenith, the organization in controll of the northeast of the city, used to controll the docks until we came around.....lets just say they don´t like us very much"
Triss had her suspicions confirmed he was a villian, and part of Desire sadly. Triss knew about them, more then that they just wanted the docks, they were also the biggest gang when it came to drugdealing, not saying the others were not dealing in drugs but Desire won that market. Sevin, or Wheat she guessed, continued his sellspitch.
"In the northwest we have the SummerTigers who are in controll over there and in the southwest we have" He sighes heavily with annoyance " we have.....a complete clusterfuck of small gangs and teams all trying to make it big. *Argh* getting a headache just thinking about it."
"If you chose to answer yes to the recruitment you would be part of this branch of Desire and mainly defend our borders and annoy Zenith at every possible opertunity. We here at the Red star are mainly the reinforcement so you would do nothing more illegal than beating up other criminals. Also as an employe of both the Red star and Desire we cover all health costs plus free lodging and food"
Triss was kind of suprised at that last part, did gangs/evil organization actully do that? She was about to ask when Sevin suddly derailed her train of thought.
"Almost forgot we also get you your own customized mask and armor, with a few restrictions of course but not as many as you would think."
Triss could feel the little girl inside her smiling madly at the thought of her in a PERSONAL mask beating up villains, AND she had super powers, even tough they seemed kinda sucky.
"Would the health care thingy cover my sister too?" Triss asked in a hopefull voice. And hardly a second past before Sevin answerd.
"Sure, if that is what it takes to get you onboard"
Triss shut her eyes and took a few deep breaths, she had alredy thrown away her life for her sister once so doing twice would probably not be that different, and hell getting to play vigilante was pretty much the same as a hero even if she worked for villains. She held out her stick thin arm, the red flowers on it dangeling with the motions, and gave her answer.
"Then yes I accept"
"Wonderfull" Wheat, manager of the Red Star and member of the supervillain group Desire, shook her hand. As she sank back into the comfortable recliner a tought hit her witch she voiced.
"How long was I out?"
"About 1 year and a few months" The supervillian ,that kept her and a few dozen other people in a semi dark room growing drugs from their unconscius bodies, answerd without missing a beat a big smile plastred to his face.