This choice: School forces you to use your powers. • Go Back... The next day, at school, you again found the classes hard to endure as your high intelligence made you more worthy of four years of college. However, you managed to get through the day without rising any suspicion of your true intellect and were soon ready to head back home, eager to return to your laboratory.
"The sooner I isolate the effected parts of my brain, the better I am going to feel." you thought. "All I have to do is pull Mel from her friends and we're out of here."
Then, you hear Mel's voice, pleading, "Please! I don't want any trouble!"
You hurried over to where you heard her cry and spotted her being harassed by three boys from the neighboring high school, all of them seniors. Your blood immediately began to boil as you had assumed that boys of that age knew better than to pick on a small girl.
"What's wrong, miss?" said one of the boys, smiling. "All I said was you have a lovely body. It's a compliment."
Mel blushed. She did not like older boys hitting on her but she did not want any trouble either. "Thank you." she said, quietly. "But, I already have a boyfriend."
"That hasn't stopped a lot of other people." said the second man. "What do you say to a little fun somewhere a little more... private?"
Mel immediately panicked. She knew exactly what the boy meant and began to run away only the third boy caught her hand and roughly pulled her back.
"No!" yelled Mel, terrified. "Let me go!"
The three boys only laughed as the first boy tried to force a kiss onto her lips. You were not about to let that happen! Risk of transformation or not, she was your sister!
"GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER!" you roared.
Your voice, thanks to a little concentration, sounded as if it were coming from an enraged adult, making the boys jump. You charged in, electricity surrounding your fist and delivered a bone crushing blow to the first boy's stomach, literally throwing him off of his feet. He fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, unmoving but sobbing. The third boy, showing fear, released Mel and she ran behind you, too terrified to even wonder how you suddenly became so strong. You did not want to use your power any more than you absolutely needed to but the remaining two boys were obviously not as bright as you had hoped.
"You little pipsqueak!" said the second boy. "I'm going to grind you into a pulp!"
He swung a fist at your head, causing Mel to scream, only you caught it and held it firm, surprising the boy as the third boy began to back away. You gave the third boy a glance then turned to the second.
"I thought high school students would have a lot more brains than this." you said, disappointed. you shook your head at the boy. "I guess I was wrong."
With that, you increased your strength and began to squeeze. Not enough to break anything, but just enough to painfully crack the boy's knuckles so that he would not be able to make a tight fist for a while. The boy cried out, more in fear than pain and you released him.
"Take your friend and leave!" you yelled. "While I still have some patience left!"
The two boys took up their friend, still moaning from your punch, and hurried off. Fortunately, no one really saw or paid attention to the short confrontation. You turned to mel.
"Are you alright?" you asked her.
"I'm okay." she said, still shaken. "Thank you." she paused. "Where did you learn to do all that?"
You paused, thinking. "We're twins, Mel." you replied. then you whispered. "We share a certain talent."
Mel turned slightly pale as she knew exactly what you were talking about as you then whispered, "But the longer I use my talent, the more I risk becoming more like a true twin."
Mel swallowed hard. She always wanted a twin sister but not like that. "Thank you for taking that risk for me." she whispered. "I appreciate it."
"Let's just keep it between us, for now." you replied.
Mel nodded and you escorted her home, unaware that your actions had triggered the vicious gender war to begin, deep inside your body. The struggle within had begun.
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