Herrscher(Worm/Honkai) | Herrscher!Taylor

[X] Write in, Show them their place, but also take herself to the hospital.

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Taylor, normally, would have made an effort to go the high route, be the model child that just tried to ignore her bullies. But she had a day, and she wanted some catharsis! Beyond that, she wanted to just quit dealing with their bullshit. She could just not give the energy to care about the morality of it all. She would probably later, but that was not present´s Taylor´s problem.

So, she asked.{If I wanted to get back at them, put them in their place… how would I go about it ? We can still go to the hospital after it.}

{... I get to actually play? Oh, you are already a better host than the idiot!~ Just follow your instincts.}

{Taylor-Chan! Do you really want to do that ? There is no way back. We aren´t prepared to fight the world...}

{ Calm down. I am not about to reveal our power for some petty bullshit. Secondly, Kiana!}

The memory of Emma insulting her about grieving her Mother´s death and what they did with the flute resurfaced.

{... All complaints taken back. Just keep it reasonable.} Taylor felt the barely restrained anger.

Taylor felt an urge to move, her body cramped together inside this locker full of filth and worse.

Actually…

{Why am I not freaking out right now ? I should be crying in pain and distress.}

{Well, two reasons, really. First, I am a badass and my ability to keep calm and carry on is probably something you inherited. Both Sirin and I have dealt with far worse. Secondly, Herrschers have numbed senses due to their bodies being partly made out of silicon, not carbon. I think...}

B{ Not sure that makes sense, but I am not in a position to complain.}

She gave into the urge and she felt how her body was far more limber than before. Placing both feet against the door, she shoved with all her might.

She may should have been more careful, because the locker door exploded out of the hinges with enough force to collide with the opposite row.

{I am this strong ?!}

{Call it a benefit for being a good little host. The more you follow me, the more the Will will support you… well, less you, more me by proxy through you.~ Now, let me show you what we can do to show them their place~ but first...}

Another urge, which she followed immediately. A wave of her hand and a surge of energy, small and unimportant, overcame her. She immediately felt how her hair lost some of it´s weight, and she knew that it was because the filth besmirching it had been banished from this world.

{Showtime~ Just follow my lead, just don´t resist~ And don´t worry, I won´t use our power~ As if I would need it for three highschool bullies.} Sirin, as the other voice called the aloof voice, chuckled in a way that screamed ´I will have so much fun with this.´ { I have taken the time to look through our memories, and I am fairly sure I got them figured out.}

A quick look towards the clock revealed that it was just about time for a lesson to end. So, Taylor gave into the urges that marked the guidance of Sirin.

More than a few students starred as Taylor sauntered towards one of the utility sinks in the hallway just outside of the classroom they had for World Issues. Normally, Taylor went about her way hunched over, desperately trying to be unnoticable. But now, she had an almost cat-like grace to her stride, each movement exaggerated slightly, though perhaps the biggest difference was her expression. Normally Taylor's eyes were downcast, her expression that of exhaustion and tired indifference, now however, they almost gleamed golden, and much like her movement, she seemed much more like a cat about to eat their snack.

Taylor noticed that even if she made eye contact, something she disliked doing, even the gangmembers were the first to look away. Usually, she would have been insulted for her current state, but right now, people didn't dare to even try. She had to ask.

{Why?}

{It is all about confidence. You are a Herrscher, a Ruler, a herald of God. You are infinitely more valuable than any of them. You have not realized that. I have. And since you are letting me lead you for now… well, I am me, my greatness shines through you. What choices do these insects have but to submit to their better?}

As twisted as that statement was, it was hard to dispute. Taylor felt compelled to listen to Sirin just by that little monologue, her absolute confidence winning her over.

{Oh, here they are~}

Huh? Oh, yes, the trio was approaching her. They each had a look of confusion, smug satisfaction and disgust. Taylor was honestly interested, in a morbidly confused way, how Sirin would handle this.

She ignored them.

The trio blinked, clearly put off their game. Surprisingly, it was Madison who tried to get the first shot in. Her usual smug smirk, acting so awfully cute and all. "Why, Taylor, wha-"

{To be fair, she is cute! All of them are pretty hot.}

{Wait, what ?}

{Ah, that is probably worth mentioning. We both are gay as hell. Now, shut up and enjoy the show. I may not agree with her, but she is good when she gets going.}

Most of the students were unnerved at this point. Madison was among them, as a single look caused her to falter, finishing her insult with a tone of hesitation. "- What the hell is this stenche?! I thought you were unbearable before, but now..."

Seeing the occasional burst of rebelliousness was not untypical, but this felt different. There was tension in the air, almost like a held breath, waiting for just the right moment to break the metaphorical silence.

Emma tried to break the silence with a mocking comment, adding to the statement of Madison, hissing out as Taylor continued to wash her hands "You think that will help your stench ? I think you need to scrub a bit deeper!"

Madison, naturally, replied to it. Her tone was a pale imitation of her usual confidence, a fact that pleased both Taylor and Sirin greatly."Well, she may as well throw herself into the trash. Would spare us all some trouble and time. Although, at least she got something else that she has in common with her mother!"

{She didn't just say that…}

{She did. I was ready to let them off with a few slap on the wrist and the legal consequences, but now a line was crossed.}

Taylor just continued to wash her hands, carefully applying soap, humming a cheerful tone.

Sophia, surprisingly, didn´t join in, but kept her distance, eyeing her with narrowed eyes. She was visibly not sure what was going on and so elected to stand back. Emma on the other hand, couldn´t apparently tolerate being ignored. She shot Sophia a confused look, before making an attempt at shoving Taylor against the sink.

CRACK

The entire present student body needed a second to process what just occurred. Just as Emma was about to make contact with Taylor, the bullied girl had snapped around and landed a devastating slap, hard enough to send the redhead to the ground, stunned.

With a slow, almost lavious movement, Taylor finished drying her hands, before letting the paper towel drop onto Emma. Then she spoke, looking down at her once friend with a bored expression.

"I do feel like I have to thank you, Emma. You made me finally realize what the hell is wrong with you." The voice was smug, almost tasting each word with a delight that most wouldn´t think Taylor capable of "You see, you are an addict. You are addicted to me. Well, to be more concrete, you are addicted to trying to assert dominance over me because you can not deal with your shit. Oh, I don´t know what happened, but I will guess, given how often you make jokes about me being a whore or gang member, you probably had an encounter. That encounter scared you, but you survived. You then got it into your head, probably thanks to Hess, that there are the strong and weak or some similar bullshit. I came back, and there you had the perfect opportunity. I was a central part of your past, and if you could assert dominance over me, you could assert dominance over your issues."

Taylor paused, before she spoke with a voice that contained a sickening amount of sadistic mirth, making sure everyone could hear her. "And do you want to know what I will do with this revelation ? I will leave you. I will ignore you. I will not give a single fuck about you. You won´t see me again. I almost pity you, but well, I do not have time to pity a silly, little, weak girl, now do I ? Thanks for the lesson on that."

She reached forward, Emma looking up to her in absolute confusion, in incomprehension, her cheek already bruising, the lip busted. Taylor patted her cheek, giving her a look. "But hey, your station certainly improved. A personality nastier than ever before, an addict too afraid to face her fears, and friends without a spine. I hope it was worth it. I heard that going cold turkey is nasty."

{...Hot damn}
{...Hot damn, sis.}
{We are not sisters! ....But thank you for the compliment. It was no challenge at all. Now to Madison.}

As Taylor moved, she shot a look towards Madison. "As for you ...well, Madison, I hope you will enjoy being their replacement chew toy. Weakest link in the chain and all that but you are certainly used to being the bottom bitch."

She eyed Sophia, who stared at her in a way that was both showing interest and strong dislike. She snorted, before stepping over Emma. She moved past them, still having the same confidence in her movements. She stopped, before pausing ,calling out to behind her. "Madison?"

Madison had moved to try and help Emma, who had curled up, holding her cheek and muttering to herself at a rapid speed, but as she heard her name, she instinctively turned around.

SMACK

A backhand to the face sends her crashing to the ground, with Taylor moving on while noting with venom. "That one was for my Mother."

Turning the corner, the urges and instincts vanished, causing Taylor to crash to her knees as she tried to calm her rapid breathing.

{I have to admit, this was both more subdued and more savage than I expected. Then again , you were always good with playing on someone's trauma and fears.} A note of bitterness was clearly heard.

{ You have to admit that it felt right!}

{It felt certainly like a lot of catharsis put together, like the fantasies you have, but never act on. Still, I do not know how to feel about it.}

As they talked, Taylor reached the exit, and with it a new question. How exactly should they get the injuries treated ? The pain slowly grew more noticeable.

{Well, from your memory, there is a so-called parahuman who would be a useful minion in the future, perhaps you could use this as an excuse to seek out this "Panacea"?}

{Why would I need a minion ?! Anyhow, I don´t even know her. We should just take the bus to the hospital.}

{Perhaps we should call your father ? You… I do get not wanting to impose on him, but you are actually injured, and only this "here" because of us. We are basically forcing you to be calm. I don´t think he would take it well if his daughter prefers trusting the public transportation system over him.}

Taylor sighed. She had to make a decision.

[] Seek out that Panacea, she will make for a useful acquaintance, and minion. You have the perfect excuse for it.
[] Take the bus to the hospital.
[]Call Danny.
[]Write in

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AN:

I wrote this three different times in three different states of exhaustions. I do hope that I managed to convey the force of personality Sirin has. Taylor feels awkward to write, but I suppose that will die down in future posts. Means that I probably have severe errors and so on. Please point them out so I can fix them when I am not feeling dead inside. Yes, Taylor has been a bit of bitch here, but frankly, she had an Omnicidal mastermind holding her hand, so this is still relatively tame. As for why Sophia didn´t get a slap... Well. it would have little effect. Sophia is the consistent one with her world view.

Golden = Sirin
Blue = Kiana
Brown = Taylor