"Thank you, Ginger," the boy squeaked, proudly presenting his gifts to the two women in front of him.

He had spent the afternoon making flower crowns, a blue one for Miss Tamara, a red one for Miss Tori, and a white one for himself.

Tamara was more free minded. She knew that. She'd been there longer. Tori was the last of them. It was almost time to finish what the other two had started.

But Tori was far too innocent to understand yet. And the only advantage Tamara had over her was that knowledge. Tori was the strongest, the fastest, the deadliest.

The other two....

Their leader had gone to join another army. She was happy now. The other was too. At least, Tamara hoped she was. After everything that had happened, she had disappeared, and nobody knew where she was, or even if she was alive. And that had left her. Because they needed the fourth one. And now that she was here, it was almost time.

Maybe she wasn't meant to go. Maybe she could be like them. They had a family. Something made from the broken shards of life. And for what it was worth, she could do that. She would protect him. She would protect her. They could be a family. It could work.

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"Is he alright?" a short woman with dark skin and a braid of magenta streaked black hair asked, pushing her glasses up on her nose a little bit.

"...I think so....?"the taller ginger haired girl said, eyeing the figure on the bed in the room through the door they stood next to. A spark of pity shone in her one blue eye, an emotionless metallic stare remaining in the chrome sphere of her right eye," He's just unconscious.... I don't know when he's gonna wake up, though."

Something felt different. Darkness surrounded him. But something else was there. A bright light flashed. Then dark. Yep. She was there alright.

"Hi Tommyyyyyy!"

...

Oh please help. Tom remained silent, glaring at the figure in the dark.

"Awww, why don't you look happy to see me? Didn't you miss me?"

"No. I didn't." Tom spat.

The little monster was clearly upset, even though she was entirely invisible in the darkness.

"B-but-...."

"Tara. I don't let you out for a reason. You tried to kill my friends last time."

"I didn't mean to hurt Edd or Matt, though!! The other super hero guy was hurting Edd!! I had to protect him!-"

"You-" Tom snapped, then cutting himself off, turning away from the little monster.

"But Tommyyyyyyy- I wanna playyyyyyyyyy-"

The light flashed again. And again. Tom felt his senses becoming heavy. He was struggling to retain control. Again. And again. And then the sense was gone. She was gone. Then everything was gone.

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She blinked open her eyes, expecting to see the outside world, but with a wave dismay, it was still the endless void she was so accustomed to already. Without the visor, it didn't matter who was in control. The body was blind either way. But her senses were better than his. She could tell where everything was in the room almost immediately. And that wasn't the only difference. Tom was standing over a good foot shorter than he would normally. The Brit was about average, 5' 10" or so, but she was an omega, and that was a bit too tall. Now he was at most 4' 9", possibly closer to 4' 8" or even 4' 7". That was good. Time to explore.

"Uh.... Miri, he's awake...." a voice echoed from somewhere in front of her in the hall. She paused mid step, listening.

"Who are you?" she asked after a moment.

"I-I'm Poppy... and this..-" the woman who he had heard spoke again, but then was interrupted by another voice.

"I'm Mirror," her words were curt and clipped, polite but also... what was that... irritation? pity? frustration?

She was quiet for a moment. A bit too long.

"I'm....." her voice faltered.

"Does he remember? Could he have amnesia from it?"

"I don't know, Poppy...."

"I-I'm.... I....." she was scared. She didn't know who these people were. She knew her name. But... should she say his name... or her own? She wasn't exactly him, sure she was using his body, but... she had her own mind...." Tara..."

The answer was quiet, and for a second she wasn't sure if they had heard her.

"Tara?" Mirror repeated quietly.

"A-and I remember ... Edd... and Matt!" Tara stuttered glancing nervously between the two girls.

Edd and Matt? That meant...

It was him.

But she remembered them. But what she could remember, Tom could not. And she knew nothing since the whole super hero ordeal. She hadn't known much before that, either.

One thought remained with Mirror. She knew the names well. Edd and Matt.

But this was different.

Tam.....

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Bold text dialogue will be Tara, regular text is Tom

This chapter is short. 

Uh.

I need to write more. I wanted to cut it off here. The next part doesn't fit with this chapter to flow right, so-