Shift 2.6
Kkutlord
Prince of Breath
- Location
- Indianapolis, Indiana
A/N: This Arc is probably drawing to a close soon, Ignition was about Taylor actually realizing her powers and Shift is her going from an 'ordinary girl' to a Heroine. Hopefully Arc 3 is when we start getting into the really interesting stuff.
Yet... there are other people nearby, some out in the open and others inside their homes, would he even care who he hurts? Worse, was the only reason he targeted that girl purely because he didn't expect a struggle from her?
I wasn't sure of his abilities, but I doubt he has below-average strength. Even Velocity couldn't get here instantly, and he wasn't some one-man-army despite his speed. Waiting for the Heroes meant letting that monster roam freely for several minutes and a lot can happen in a short amount of time.
Briefly, I considered trying to distract him, but again I knew nothing of what he can do. For all I knew, he might just ignore me outright. Something had to be done fast, to make sure nothing bad happens.
... So much for reassuring Dad I wasn't going to run around blindly on my own. The man-turned-monster was thankfully too busy with his new senses to actually pay attention as I quietly slipped away.
Out-of-sight, I allowed my 'costume' to creep over my body. It isn't exactly form-fitting, but at least my clothes underneath weren't obvious. Next step to make it look like I came from somewhere else.
Eying the tops of the nearby buildings, it would be a lot easier if I could fly or something... "Couldn't I get my Nanites to fill in all those little gaps nobody can reach and pull myself up?"
If it didn't work, fine, but it shouldn't be too difficult to confirm. There was a rush of excitement when it did- It might not be flight, yet being able to scale walls still had an intrinsic joy to it. Unfortunately, now wasn't the time to get carried away.
Making my way to the roof, I looked over the edge to see the former-human preparing to take some kind of action. Alright, no more delaying... "Hey, looking for something?"
That immediately got me attention from many of the nearby people willing to look, but I was more focused on the EVO. When it 'looked' at me, the lack of eyes left me momentarily confused.
"If he has no eyes, does he rely entirely on his other senses? Doesn't seem to have exaggerated features for his other sensory functions, besides smelling..." The question of how he detects things is probably important, but so was preventing him from hurting anyone.
Okay, I probably should have worked out a battle plan, but I was kind of focused on keeping him from attacking innocent people... its spindly limbs smash into the brickwork, climbing up with more speed than expected.
Upon realizing it intended to attack me, I hastily threw up a Nano Wall to block the attack and without consciously thinking about it found myself sliding backwards too. I didn't get much time to process what I just did, before the Mad EVO slammed his fist straight into my Nano Wall.
Even though my construct blocked the blow, his limb was unharmed. I needed some kind of name, 'it' and 'Mad EVO' was going to be confusing... no eyes, and willingness to attacks with no questions why. 'Blindspot'?
Thoughts regarding my budding career at naming things disappeared, much like how Blindspot vanished from sight. The Nanites were still there, but he seemed to be doing something to them I didn't recognize.
Hurling up Nano Walls around me to block him from any angle, with his speed and being a... blindspot, I couldn't tell for sure where he would strike from. I couldn't just sit here in my little 'turtle shell' weathering repeated attacks from him.
It was something I should have realized earlier, but the stability & power of my constructs were dependent on how much I wanted it. Despite my conscious desire to be protected from any direction, subconsciously I must have been more focused on the areas I expected attacks.
All it would take was one slip-up, and Blindspot would be able to punch straight through. Needing to spend effort on repairing damaged sections meant shifting bits of focus from other areas, which merely resulted in a delaying cycle of more damaged portions to fix.
What I needed was to get a good read on his exact location, his Nanites are still in a frenzied state so hopefully I could get his Nanites to turn him back to normal. Hopefully that's a thing I can actually do and it wasn't just a total coincidence with Beverly...
It was risky, but staying in one place wasn't working. Dropping the Walls, I focused on evasion- sliding back from Blindspot's fist, the EVO momentarily confused before rushing towards me.
I hurriedly threw myself out of the way, as even as I landed on my back I didn't stop moving. Again Blindspot seemed confused, had he settled into a routine with my Walls or did my sudden movements mess with his tracking?
Regardless, at this angle I realized something important. "He's blending into his surroundings!" His camouflage wasn't perfect, areas that weren't likely to be noticed didn't try as hard. Then there's the fact it isn't perfectly instant.
Now that I understand, it was much harder for Blindspot to catch me off guard. I kept slipping around his attacks, Blindspot wildly trying to hit me as I waited for the perfect opportunity.
Since his mad swings weren't working, it seemed Blindspot was hoping slamming his arms down would. Instead, doing so gave me a clear shot to his torso(?).
With a push from my 'Slick Wheels' I slipped into his guard, my hand slamming directly into his body. Already, I could hear his Nanites reacting to me, but I wanted more than to 'reformat' his Nanites. I don't want him to have powers!
There were two sounds then- Blindspot's external screaming/shrieking as his body warped and shrunk. The more important sound would be the internal one, confirming what I was hoping for.
The man that was Blindspot laid before me, and what I actually did sunk in. "I really can Cure EVOs?" There was no avoiding it now, once is weird & twice is suspicious, a third time would have merely been undeniable proof I didn't really need.
-- (What to do?)
[] Go Home
- I need a break to properly sort this all out.
[] Talk With The Heroes
- They're no doubt going to be curious about me regardless.
[] Write-In
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A/N: Look, I was really struggling with this and I don't feel all that proud. I mostly just wanted to get through this part, I know I probably should have done more with Blindspot. The main reason there was no Combat Planning... honestly, again, I just wanted to get done with this. In-Universe, I would very much say Taylor didn't really think that far.
I don't have anyone to talk this stuff out with, which I kind of want but I have no idea what to do because the one person I did try to ask doesn't really know anything about Generator Rex and Worm.
[] No More Waiting
- I have the power to stop that Mad EVO, what kind of hero ignores an obvious problem?
- I have the power to stop that Mad EVO, what kind of hero ignores an obvious problem?
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This guy is nothing like Beverly, he's just some weirdo that intended to do unclear but definitely bad things to an 'obvious inevitable EVO'. I wouldn't lose any sleep over him being stuck as some Mad EVO for the rest of his life.
Yet... there are other people nearby, some out in the open and others inside their homes, would he even care who he hurts? Worse, was the only reason he targeted that girl purely because he didn't expect a struggle from her?
I wasn't sure of his abilities, but I doubt he has below-average strength. Even Velocity couldn't get here instantly, and he wasn't some one-man-army despite his speed. Waiting for the Heroes meant letting that monster roam freely for several minutes and a lot can happen in a short amount of time.
Briefly, I considered trying to distract him, but again I knew nothing of what he can do. For all I knew, he might just ignore me outright. Something had to be done fast, to make sure nothing bad happens.
... So much for reassuring Dad I wasn't going to run around blindly on my own. The man-turned-monster was thankfully too busy with his new senses to actually pay attention as I quietly slipped away.
Out-of-sight, I allowed my 'costume' to creep over my body. It isn't exactly form-fitting, but at least my clothes underneath weren't obvious. Next step to make it look like I came from somewhere else.
Eying the tops of the nearby buildings, it would be a lot easier if I could fly or something... "Couldn't I get my Nanites to fill in all those little gaps nobody can reach and pull myself up?"
If it didn't work, fine, but it shouldn't be too difficult to confirm. There was a rush of excitement when it did- It might not be flight, yet being able to scale walls still had an intrinsic joy to it. Unfortunately, now wasn't the time to get carried away.
Making my way to the roof, I looked over the edge to see the former-human preparing to take some kind of action. Alright, no more delaying... "Hey, looking for something?"
That immediately got me attention from many of the nearby people willing to look, but I was more focused on the EVO. When it 'looked' at me, the lack of eyes left me momentarily confused.
"If he has no eyes, does he rely entirely on his other senses? Doesn't seem to have exaggerated features for his other sensory functions, besides smelling..." The question of how he detects things is probably important, but so was preventing him from hurting anyone.
Okay, I probably should have worked out a battle plan, but I was kind of focused on keeping him from attacking innocent people... its spindly limbs smash into the brickwork, climbing up with more speed than expected.
Upon realizing it intended to attack me, I hastily threw up a Nano Wall to block the attack and without consciously thinking about it found myself sliding backwards too. I didn't get much time to process what I just did, before the Mad EVO slammed his fist straight into my Nano Wall.
Even though my construct blocked the blow, his limb was unharmed. I needed some kind of name, 'it' and 'Mad EVO' was going to be confusing... no eyes, and willingness to attacks with no questions why. 'Blindspot'?
Thoughts regarding my budding career at naming things disappeared, much like how Blindspot vanished from sight. The Nanites were still there, but he seemed to be doing something to them I didn't recognize.
Hurling up Nano Walls around me to block him from any angle, with his speed and being a... blindspot, I couldn't tell for sure where he would strike from. I couldn't just sit here in my little 'turtle shell' weathering repeated attacks from him.
It was something I should have realized earlier, but the stability & power of my constructs were dependent on how much I wanted it. Despite my conscious desire to be protected from any direction, subconsciously I must have been more focused on the areas I expected attacks.
All it would take was one slip-up, and Blindspot would be able to punch straight through. Needing to spend effort on repairing damaged sections meant shifting bits of focus from other areas, which merely resulted in a delaying cycle of more damaged portions to fix.
What I needed was to get a good read on his exact location, his Nanites are still in a frenzied state so hopefully I could get his Nanites to turn him back to normal. Hopefully that's a thing I can actually do and it wasn't just a total coincidence with Beverly...
It was risky, but staying in one place wasn't working. Dropping the Walls, I focused on evasion- sliding back from Blindspot's fist, the EVO momentarily confused before rushing towards me.
I hurriedly threw myself out of the way, as even as I landed on my back I didn't stop moving. Again Blindspot seemed confused, had he settled into a routine with my Walls or did my sudden movements mess with his tracking?
Regardless, at this angle I realized something important. "He's blending into his surroundings!" His camouflage wasn't perfect, areas that weren't likely to be noticed didn't try as hard. Then there's the fact it isn't perfectly instant.
Now that I understand, it was much harder for Blindspot to catch me off guard. I kept slipping around his attacks, Blindspot wildly trying to hit me as I waited for the perfect opportunity.
Since his mad swings weren't working, it seemed Blindspot was hoping slamming his arms down would. Instead, doing so gave me a clear shot to his torso(?).
With a push from my 'Slick Wheels' I slipped into his guard, my hand slamming directly into his body. Already, I could hear his Nanites reacting to me, but I wanted more than to 'reformat' his Nanites. I don't want him to have powers!
There were two sounds then- Blindspot's external screaming/shrieking as his body warped and shrunk. The more important sound would be the internal one, confirming what I was hoping for.
The man that was Blindspot laid before me, and what I actually did sunk in. "I really can Cure EVOs?" There was no avoiding it now, once is weird & twice is suspicious, a third time would have merely been undeniable proof I didn't really need.
-- (What to do?)
[] Go Home
- I need a break to properly sort this all out.
[] Talk With The Heroes
- They're no doubt going to be curious about me regardless.
[] Write-In
----
A/N: Look, I was really struggling with this and I don't feel all that proud. I mostly just wanted to get through this part, I know I probably should have done more with Blindspot. The main reason there was no Combat Planning... honestly, again, I just wanted to get done with this. In-Universe, I would very much say Taylor didn't really think that far.
I don't have anyone to talk this stuff out with, which I kind of want but I have no idea what to do because the one person I did try to ask doesn't really know anything about Generator Rex and Worm.