Chapter #8The Mother of the Seed by: Unknown Anthony opened his eyes, then quickly shut them. He knew that if he opened them again, he would probably see a hideous mass of vomit in his bathroom toilet. Even so, he second guessed himself and opened one eye. What he saw surprised him. There was no vomit, barf, or icky green stuff to be seen. All Anthony saw in the toilet bowl was an egg. The egg was pink, with waves of a lighter shade of pink going down in a pattern from the center of the egg. On the front of the egg was a big blue jewel, and to top it all off, a dainty crown was attached to the top.
"What the hell?" Anthony said as he reached into the toilet and pulled out the egg. "What is this? Did this...come out of me?" Anthony was very confused. He walked back into his room and shut the door behind him. Sitting down on the bed, he examined the egg more closely. He looked it over a few times, turned it on its side, upside down, and every which way you can think of. After nearly five minutes of looking at this egg, he was still clueless. "Man, what is this thing? And how did it get here?" He asked himself. "I wish someone would give me some answers."
Suddenly, the egg in Anthony's hand began to vibrate. He tried to hold on to it, but it shook so violently that it eventually popped out of his hand and fell on the floor. Anthony Then watched as the egg stood upright and began to crack, shafts of light peeking out of the cracks. All at once the egg shattered, sending molten egg shells flying in every direction. At the same time, a ball of light rose out of what remained of the egg and filled the whole room with a blinding flash of...well, light.
"Whoa!" Anthony said as he shielded his eyes. He tried to look back, but he was almost blinded by the light. (Wow, that's an OLD song right there...) He decided to keep his eyes shut until he knew the brightness had dimmed enough so that he could see. After about five minutes, Anthony looked back. The blinding light had subsided, leaving only...Princess Peach!
"What?" Anthony couldn't believe his eyes! Could it be? Princess Peach? Here? In his bedroom? What could this mean? He turned his head slightly and looked at the princess' face. Her eyes were shut, almost as if she was dreaming. Anthony waved his hand in front of her face to see if she would react. Nothing. He tried snapping his fingers in front of her face, same response. But when he tried to poke her nose, she moved back, making Anthony jump with surprise. Peach's eyes suddenly opened. Anthony looked into her eyes. He gasped. Both of her eyes were nothing short of demon-like; bright blue with no pupils to be seen. She then looked directly at Anthony. He took a few steps back, but remained silent with minute shock and fear.
"Greetings, human," Peach said. Anthony turned his head, now curious. Still kind of scared, but curious. She didn't sound like Princess Peach. Her voice was sharp and smooth, nothing like Peach's dainty girly voice. And why did she refer to him as 'human?'
"I can see from the expression on your face that you are very confused," Peach said.
"You could say that," Anthony cautiously replied.
"All can be explained. You see, that apple you had yesterday was no ordinary apple. It was a magic apple."
"What? Like Snow White?" Peach giggled.
"No, not quite. The apple itself was just a regular apple. It's the seed that was inside the apple that made it a magic apple. You swallowed that seed, Anthony. And that seed has given you superhuman powers."
"It has?"
"Yes."
"Like what?"
"That seed has been absorbed into your very being, and has given you the ability to spawn physical projections of fictional beings. Female beings, I might add. If you think about a girl that exists only in fiction, you will then spit out an egg, and from that egg will come the being that you thought of. For example, you thought of Princess Peach. And here she is," She said, gesturing to herself. "Of course, this is just Peach's body. I have taken her over to explain to you your new gift."
"And who are you?" Anthony asked.
"I am the Mother of the Seed. At least, that is my full title. You can call me MS. I have possessed Princess Peach and am speaking through her. You may have noticed my...bright blue eyes."
"Yeah, they're not that hard to miss." MS laughed.
"Ah, well. We got a little off topic for a moment, but I still have more to tell you."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes. You see, you can only spit out a certain amount of eggs before your throat gets too irritated to do so. And if you push yourself too hard, you might just choke to death."
"Ouch."
"But, generating eggs is not your only power. You can also turn into a liquid from and enter any girl, real or not, through any opening in her body."
"Enter them?"
"Yes, enter them and possess them, much like I am possessing Peach. And unlike me, when you possess someone, it will be unnoticable."
"Okay? What can I do when I possess someone?"
"You can change their personality, control their thoughts, turn them into living puppets, make them say what you want them to say, even make them your slave!"
"Whoa," Anthony said, shocked.
"Yes. Anyone who is hatched from an egg that you summon is already bound to your soul, so they will already be your slave. They will do whatever you tell them to do. When you turn a real girl into your slave, the same thing happens."
"Neat."
"Yes. And if you should choose to undo anything I just mentioned, you can."
"Awesome!" The posssessed Peach's face suddenly turned grim.
"But, before I can let you use these powers that fate has given you, you must tell me for what purpose you intend to use these powers: Good? Or Evil?
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