I sat on the couch while reading through some magazines that I found in Clarie’s bedroom. Surprisingly enough, it wasn’t anything fashion related, and instead had mostly current news about the situation of the city, country and world as a whole. Taking this chance to catch up on news that were more than a thousand years old for me, I waited as she finished preparing herself.
One good and bad thing about having enhanced senses is the fact that I can hear everything, this meant that even though I’m two rooms away from the bathroom with the TV turned on at a high volume, I could still hear the water running from the shower. Knowing full well how embarrassing it is to have someone listening on you while you are taking a shower, I decided to cast a silence spell around the whole room, blocking the sound from outside.
“Muu… I see. I can kind of understand now.” Clarie said annoyed. “Still, you could have tolds us about you earlier, you know? I mean, i don’t know if i would have helped you, but…”
“Sorry…” I said a bit depressed.
“Also, did you really have to release your full pressure when we met? That was kinda mean. You have any idea how scary you are when you are using it?” She asked me while tightening her grip around my neck annoyed for a moment.
“Who are you and what do you want with us?” I heard my father’s voice as he skidded to a halt before my mother.
Father was a quite unique figure. He was scrawny, like, really thin to the point that he looks a bit sick, the fact that he already is pretty pale doesn’t exactly help him either, as the long black hair made quite the contrast.
Feeling a tinge of nostalgia as I saw him wearing his usual social clothes that he wore when working, I couldn’t help but feel that, as usual, seeing the scrawny looking father of mine holding such a large and dangerous looking knife didn’t exactly match what people would think of him.
Hmm, actually, I don’t think I know that one. Is it new to the collection?
I felt an odd sensation as the space distorted around me, but i still didn’t stop my unending assault against the very fabric of reality before me. Grabbing and twisting it until it would bend to my will, i quickly opened a rip that was just big enough for my small body to pass by. Quickly changing back to my feral form, i jumped through the space before it twisted itself back into shape, hiding the tear that threatened to destroy the very existence of this world.
Well, that is what would happen if i made a mistake, but after a few times doing that, you kind of get the hang of bending the space-time continuum.
WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS GENDER BENDER! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
WARNING: THIS PROLOGUE IS VERY SHORT! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
I woke up, raising my eyes towards the sky confused as the scene of a forest surrounded me. Confused, i tried to find out what was happening around here.
Feeling a pain in my head, i lowered my gaze in pain and away from the sun while trying to understand what was happening, not helping but noticing that i was strangely close to the ground, i tried remembering what had happened, seeing how my memory had gone fuzzy on the recent events.
First off, HOLY GUACAMOLES, more than 100 votes? that’s more than 300% what i was expecting! (Math says that i was expecting something around 30 votes. 30=100%, 60=200, 90=300%) I’m genuinely surprised there.
Second, since you guys made your very thought off decision after pondering over the details given over each detailed option (AN: Hahahahaha.), i guess it’s only fair that i officially announce the winner and state what story i’ll be posting.
“Where’s Sparkle Red when you need her?” The yellow magical girl, Ellie, said with an annoyed tone as she stared back to the massive wyvern flying high in the sky. Staring at her in shock and confusion, Shelly felt a mix of confusion, relief and annoyance.
Confusion as to what the girl was doing there wearing those clothes while flying so nonchalantly when she should have been just a normal girl who’s friend of her sister. Relief at seeing that, despite having been thoroughly smashed against the building besides her, she only looked to be out of breath for a moment. And annoyance for not having even thought that something like this could be the case.
It took the Leviathan a moment to notice that the yellow girl still hadn’t seen her standing there. She still managed to recover from her shock before Ellie noticed her, but when she started to move away, she noticed as the girl’s eyes widened slightly and she lowered her gaze back to the leviathan.
So, as i’ve stated previously, Project MMG is catching up with what i have done next week, and after i post chapter 10, there won’t be anything in the backlog since i’m still kind of trying to get out of my slump.
So, as promised, I’ll make a poll to let you guys decide which story should i post here next! Since i haven’t really posted many of these, the choices will all end up being Gender Bender stories i have written.
Now, i could go and give you all detailed info on each of the stories, such as theme, what i aim to accomplish with them, how many chapters there are written and so forth.
But where’s the fun in that?
Instead, i’ll give you guys some very basic info and let you pick your choice mostly blind! Hoorah! As for why i’m doing this, it’s mostly because i thought it would be amusing. So, without ado, click the link below for the poll and make your choice very carefully! The posting will begin on the week following MMG 10.
Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for stories with low chapter amounts being chosen. The author is also not responsible for reckless reading-starvation related voting and would like to remind all readers to not read-starve before voting. No Animals were hurt during the writing of this announcement, however one squirrel had an “accident” during the writing of this disclaimer, but squirrels are some nasty crittery hellspawns, so it’s not of great importance.
In the end, by the time the leviathan had to leave for her mission, she had barely managed to make a very flimsy water barrier. After all, no matter how much magic someone have, being able to pull out a complex magic usage like that after only a couple of hours of training was probably asking too much. Even more since she couldn’t brute-force her way through, like she had done with her previous exercises in magic wielding.
Receiving a reminder from Vivian that the time for her to go on her job was approaching, she had to leave the training room and head to stairway leading to the ceiling. On her way, she found Ammon waiting for her while carrying a cloak in her hands.
“Here be thy disguise.” She said while handing the cloak to the leviatan. “Just a reminder, but only put it after thy uniform hast been equipped.” She explained.
Shelly was many things when she woke up in the morning. She was refreshed from having one of the best sleeps she had in her life. She was also tired, knowing that she’d have a very tiring day ahead of herself. There was also expectancy, after all, just yesterday she had began to meddle with magic, and to say that she didn’t want to see what would happen would be a lie.
However, above all else, there were two things that she was at that moment that stood over the others.