Taylor looked around, a whole week had passed quietly, with Emma and the rest of the trio ignoring her instead of their constant stream of abuse. At this point there was not a lot of hope left in her about them having given up, so they had to be planning something.

First lesson passed quietly no pranks no juice on her seat her homework actually arrived at the teachers table when he asked Emma to collect it. Emma smiled as she gathered everyone's homework for the teacher.

This quiet won't last Taylor thought. It can't, they never let up, never leaving her in peace for long.

Most of the day passed quietly with Taylor getting more and more on edge and paranoid. At the end of the day as she was on the way to the lockers, to put the few remaining school books that were not destroyed away.

Ofcourse the trio was near the locker. Emma, Sophia and Madison are all giggling and looking very happy, barely sparing Taylor a glance.

What is it this time? A dead rat in my locker? Or has it been filled with letters telling me to kill myself again. Was the thought that went through Taylors mind.

Nothing could have prepared her for what was in there.

It was filled with all kinds of disgusting things like used pads stuck to the walls, tampons and even glass shards stuck onto the inside of the locker. The smell was Indescribable.

Taylor could do nothing besides stand there in shock gagging at the sight and the smell. She was not prepared for what came next, as she suddenly felt a hand grabbing the  back of her head forcing her in there. A swift kick followed to force her all the way in.

The door slammed shut behind her and she heard the click as it was locked. Not even having enough space to turn around all she could do was desperately plead to be let out.

Pleading rapidly became screaming. “Let me out! Please let me out!” Yet all she was met with was laughter from the other side.

“This should teach her a lesson” she heard Sophia's triumphant voice through the locker door.

She did not hear much else for a while  as she desperately screamed for anyone to let her out. Until her throat hurt too much to be able to continue.

But it was friday and the end of the day. Most people were already gone for the weekend, the remaining ones not caring enough to let her out.

Taylor was getting more and more desperate. I'm going to die in here, I can't survive being in here all weekend. Her struggles were not enough, she was growing weaker and weaker bleeding from the little cuts from all the sharp objects placed inside the locker, none of them big enough to cause serious injury yet in her desperation she still cut herself on them over and over. Slowly she felt bugs crawl all over her, attracted by the smell. Making it even worse.

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Eventually something had to give and it did with Taylors very mind starting to shatter.

Suddenly Taylor found herself floating in empty space, feeling an unnatural calm despite a huge black crystal spiraling towards her.

“CONTROL, SUBJECT, QUERY” more ideas than words broke through her head, everything hurt, was it offering to help?

“CONTROL, SUBJECT, QUERY” instead of an answer to her questions, the same painful set of concepts were slammed into her head.

“What do you want from me?” taylor asked slowly getting more and more hysterical again.

“CONTROL, SUBJ” came blaring into her head again but it was suddenly interrupted. The huge black crystal had a brightly glowing golden spark form on it. Slowly that one spark had golden cracks spread out from it.

A blinding beam of golden light shined from that spark.

Once the glare subsided there was a really tall woman standing in front of her.

With silver armor that had gleaming golden runes all over it. The woman was beautiful, yet clearly not human, her skin was grayish blue with silvery hair and horns that were visible through the hair. Long legs ending with hooves. Her eyes were glowing from within.

After a moment Taylor realized that she could see through the woman as if she was barely there.

“Greetings” came from the strange woman, she had a aura that seemed to sooth away the panic that was still in the back of Taylors mind.  

“I wish I had more time but this is a opportunity I have waited for a time immeasurable, the creatures shard is without proper guidance and damage, and because of that I have an opportunity to free myself and help you in the process” the words from the woman were clear and understandable yet in no language Taylor had ever heard before.

“Help me?” was all Taylor managed to say before the woman continued to talk.

“This opportunity won't last long so I'll have to be brief, I can give you my might, skills gathered over millenia, might that very few in the multiverse can match. And unlike the damaged shard trying to bond to you I need your agreement to do anything. Will you take this chance and be more than you ever would be otherwise?”

“What power? How can I trust you?” Asked Taylor. Her paranoia growing over an offer too good to be true. She was certain there had to be something wrong with it, there always was.

“I can't offer you any proof, at this point i'm just a ghost trapped and being used as a power generator. All I want is to be free to pass on, I will give you all I can to help you be a hero, someone that can change the world for the better.” the woman explained, her voice sounding desperate.

“Please! Soon the shard will recover and I will be chained once more.” Hearing the desperation in the woman's voice Taylor made up her mind.

“I will help you. If I want to be a hero I can't leave someone suffering when I could help.”

“Thank you, and may the Naaru bless you.” was all the woman said before everything was filled with light. Through the massive stream of light flowing into Taylor, she could see the giant floating crystal in the background crack more and more. And the glowing woman becoming more and more ethereal, slowly diminishing until she was barely there.

“I wish you the best of luck in your travels young one.” came as barely a whisper from the woman, as she evaporated into nothingness.

For a moment Taylor found herself standing inside a empty space as strands of golden light flowed to make a gigantic shape of herself that she was standing inside of. Giant orbs made of light slammed into place all around her making nexus points for the flowing light.

Slowly as it faded Taylor could see for a moment a faint form of that same woman standing there.

Jolting awake she was once again back in her horrible trap of a locker.

That would not do. With no hesitation about if she could, she pushed the locker door open, breaking it, the hinges shattering from the sudden force.

Once free she spared barely a glance for the locker that had kept her trapped for the whole day and headed to the school showers to clean some of the gunk off.

It felt natural to be able to see in the darkness, with her eyes glowing from within. Feeling calm despite the ordeal she had just gone through.

In that one moment destiny shifted as one fate was denied and another found.