Chapter 9
Saturday
February 9th, 2019
Oh, the weekend, what a time to be alive, especially when its your first weekend with a bratty symbiote in your head and a body that is slowly turning into that of a very short girl. What a strange time to be alive indeed. Aaron naturally didn’t sleep in very much as it is, he tended to wake up at around 10 am on weekends, but he found himself rising early at 8 am. He didn’t really know why, he just felt the need do something, he felt like a coiled spring that needed some action to relieve all that pent up energy.
Maybe he could go find some criminals to beat up, or even that Skylark hero, she seemed like an easy fight. Maybe even both, who knows.
Ye know, ye seem to be enjoyin’ this quite a lot
“I know I am, but don’t deny it you are as well.”
I never said i didn’t, these laws of your little Earth are such a hindrance to fun.
“I don’t want to get in that much trouble with the police, that seems like a pain.”
God there’s so much wrong with that statement, yer already in a hell of a lot of trouble with the police, and also, how the hell would they even stop you anyway. Oh no, a police person is telling me to stand down, let me just run away up this building, problem solved. The police ain’t a problem for ya.
“I’d like at least to be able to know how to reign in my strength. I don’t want to bonk a criminal on the head only to see them fold in half.”
That’s not goin to happen, ye won’t commit murder intentionally I have faith in ye in that way.
“What do you mean ‘intentionally’?”
As in, doing things on purpose, god, yer really are dense aren’t ya.
“You know what I mean what do you mean intentionally?”
…….Woah think fast, a brick is coming up to your window! Ye better duck!
“Look I don’t know what you’re trying to pull if you’re trying to avoid the topic this is a terrible w-” Aaron was cut off as the the window of his bedroom shattered from the impact of a brick thrown from the street, which was some impressive strength Aaron had to admit. He managed to react for a second by trying to duck out of the way of the brick, but only found himself moving downwards into the path of the brick, so instead of hitting him in the balls, it hit him in the head, causing him to sag to the ground in a heap.
Before he hit the ground however, he could already feel the symbiote armor covering his body. The tingling wasn’t as extreme as it had been the first few times they changed, perhaps that was due to his body being much more ready and closer to the actual body of the outfit. As the transformation finished, he rolled onto his feet, and had a look out the window.
These guys were trouble, and he knew about this little gang of troublemakers from the moment that he had moved into this flat. It was partly the reason why it was so cheap, the estate agent had warned him about it, their enjoyment of bricks. He enjoyed winding them up at times, especially recently, and frankly, he had expected them to confront him personally sooner or later. But maybe, they should have done that a week ago, when he really couldn’t fight back. He almost felt bad for what he was about to do to these five teenagers.
Ya know what I said about intention earlier, I feel like that doesn’t really matter to ya right now.
“Fuck no, this is self defense, they attacked me first, and they’re going to rue the day.”
Aaron lept out of the window, and landed on the ground below with a crunch, cracks emerging outwards from where his heels had dug into the concrete below. If only these thugs could see his face right now, they’d see the menacing shit-eating grin. They seemed more confused than anything at the moment, probably because they thought that the person living in the flat they had chucked a brick at was some unathletic fat fuck, not some hot superpowered woman, who was about to hand their ass to them on a platter.
“Oh boys, have you ever thought about consequences behind your actions? You don’t just throw bricks at a lady.”
The leader, or at least, the one in the middle, regained his composure and let out a snicker. “This lady in the clown outfit thinks she can boss us around, I’d say we teach her a lesson like we do to that Holt freak everytime we see him.”
“Alright first off, I’m not sure teaching the ‘holt freak a lesson’ is slinkering everytime everytime you see the guy, and secondly, I am going to boss you around, so I might as well let you try to even touch me you budget peaky blinders wannabes.”
That set them off, Aaron knew that it was going to be easy, these guys ran on pure emotion and pure masculinity. The leader pulled out a knife, one of those expensive ones that people who thought they were hardmen bought to look intimidated. The knife swing that came was sluggish and telegraphed and Aaron brought out his left arm and charged it against the wrist of the attacker. It was quite the hit, he even heard a crack, as the knife went flying, cutting his hand in the process. That’s not how you hold a knife to stab someone. Aaron let out a chuckle as he saw the leader sink to the ground in pain, crying out as he held his probably broken wrist.
“Wow, you touched me, good fucking job. Hope the broken wrist was worth it.” Perhaps he should have paid more attention, as he felt something strike him in the back, sending him stumbling forward slightly, mainly out of surprise. A few wooden splinters rained down in front of him due to the hit. He turned around, and saw one of the other thugs holding the remains of a half broken cricket bat. A shame, maybe he could have turned into a good cricketer if he stayed in private school. Aaron yanked the half broken bat out of the guy’s hand and shook his head.
“That’s not how you hit with a cricket bat, you don’t just swing at someone’s head. Then again, neither is this, this is more how the yanks do it, let me SHOW YOU.” Aaron swung the bat baseball style at the man’s midriff, which sent him flying into the wall of his flat, a few violent crack sounds emerging, was it from the wall or the guy? Did it really matter right now? This was in self defense.
Two down, three to go.
Although even that was under question, as the other three seemed to be too busy trying to hide behind each other to actually fight. Funny, once they face someone their own size, or well, overwhelming their size, they would do anything to run away as far as possible from the scene of the crime. Aaron tossed the bat aside, and stood with his arms folded.
“I guess I’ll give you a chance to run away, that’s only fair, but if you return, I will promise that you won’t be able to do anything ever again, you hear that?”
They didn’t need a second invitation, the group of three slowly slinking away from the scene, he even heard one of them crying as they ran away. Cowards. Aaron walked over to the guy that he had batted into the wall, and pulled him up closer to him to check on him. He was groaning, so at least he was alive. That was all Aaron needed to know. He dumped him right back down where he found him.
A lot of pent up anger in that weren’t it.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to beat him these cunts.”
I can tell, I can tell, but look, we better get out of here.
“What’s the rush? The police ain’t coming here anytime soon.”
I’m not talking about the police.
Aaron was about to response when the silence was broken by the feminine tones of his new adversary.
“Well well well, look at you again causing destruction, and you say you aren’t a bad person ‘Erin’.”
Skylark landed in between Aaron and the downed thug, pushing the symbioted person back. She looked like she meant business, even while carrying a very light bruise on her face, presumably from when Aaron had sent her flying.
“It was in self defense, once again, I’m not attacking people who don’t deserve it. Maybe if the police did their job I wouldn’t have to do this.”
Skylark sighed at this, running a hand through her hair. “I understand the sentiment that the police are perhaps not doing an adequate job, but, you can’t just violently strike back at these people. That’s an overreaction.”
“I’d hazard them throwing a brick into my flat is an overreaction.”
“Regardless, you need to stop this. You are causing the city and these people money and pain. You’ve already put two people in the hospital, and very likely a few more. I have to stop you this instant!”
“I’d like to see you try!”
Immediately, Skylark charged forward at Aaron, and delivered a blow to his torso. She was certainly stronger than she looked, because it actually winded him, causing him to double back slightly. He didn’t have time to recover however, as the hero went to deliver a kick directly to his head, sending him back into the opposite end of the alleyway, cracking his back against the wall. He let out a groan and got to his feet.
“Not holding back huh? PERFECT, I’ve been looking for a chance to not hold back.”
Aaron held out both hands in front of him, and formed a pair of deep black long batons. He thought it looked cool and he might as well look good in his first hero fight.
“Neat trick there, a new one is it? Also I think your new set of ears are new as well. Cute, it’s a shame they’re wasted on someone like you.”
“Ea-” Aaron was about to question that when Skylark flew at him at lightning speed, Cora wasn’t lying, she was unbelievably fast. Aaron barely managed to hold out the dual batons to repel the attack, and responded by trying to swing at the hero, who deftly dodged against all of them.
“Far too easy, I was right that you are new, you’re too predictable.”
“Predict this, bitch.” Aaron threw his full body weight at Skylark, and tackled her down, and pinned her down on the spot. “Get up from this, I know I’m stronger than you, I can feel it.”
“Neat trick kitty, but unfortunately, you’ve overlooked one thing.” Skylark held onto the symbioted man, and promptly, the two of them shot into the air. Aaron could not fly, and he didn’t really want to find out, so he tried to break free. They kept rising into the air, above the buildings and substantially into the air. They must be at least 30 stories up at this point. Aaron wasn’t about to test the limits of his body like this. So he started flailing around in her grip.
“Let me go! Let me go! You aren’t taking me anywhere.”
“Stop struggling so much, I can only hold onto you so much, I don’t want to hurt you too badly, so just give up and come with me.”
“As if! You are going to throw me in some dungeon and throw away the keys while these idiots roam the streets, I won’t let you.” Aaron then brought up a heeled leg and delivered a kick to Skylark’s midriff. This certainly did the trick, as Skylark’s grip of Aaron was lost. The disadvantage was that Aaron was now falling down to earth, and the hero was too disorientated by the kick to save him.
This was probably going to hurt. He braced for landing as best as he could, curling into a ball. Maybe he’d seen some people survive like this. Now to put that theory to the test.
CRACK
Aaron didn’t see anything else as Cora took control of the body, and worked on healing the mortal wound to this chest and rest of his body. He also didn’t see as Skylark swooped down in concern to look for him, but Cora had already ducked into the nearest building.
Cora waited for the hero to move away, and as she did, the symbiote quietly piloted the body back to their flat, stumbling as she went. It was hard to heal the body and and pilot it at the same time, especially with the injuries to his legs as well as the midriff. It was certainly broken. By the time she reached the room of the flat, Cora had removed the outfit, and was almost fully done in fixing Aaron’s body. Fixing it did mean consequences however, and she hoped that Aaron wouldn’t be too upset with her when he woke up. What she hoped however, that it would help the Holt break out of his shell a little.
She sighed as she went back into the flat, and flopped onto the sofa, and lay there, waiting for Aaron to wake up. She was braced for anything, she knew she was right, she could see into his deepest thoughts. Now to see how he really feels with this new body of his.
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It would be a good few hours before Aaron would wake up. He had essentially almost died from that height and would effectively be if Cora hadn’t fixed him up. So when he did come to, he was a little scrambled, trying to register what had happened to him. The first thing he saw was the spring evening sunset coming through the window, that he remembered that he had to fix. Bloody hooligans.
The next thing he noticed was that he was no longer in the alleyway, and that Skylark was nowhere to be seen. He was back in his flat, maybe that was Cora’s doing, he had to thank her at sometime.
No problem, no problem for saving your arse. Now ye know yer limits at least.
“I know I know…..” Aaron took a few seconds to process the words that just left his mouth, but the moment his brain finally caught up, he immediately sprang up where he lay down, only to let out a groan as he put a hand to his chest, there was still a deep pain in it. But even then, his hand met with a barrier that he hadn’t expected to face, especially in his normal form, a soft squishiness in his chest.
Aaron’s eyes widened as he slowly stood up, and stumbled towards the bathroom. He felt awful, that fall must have really done a number on him. Note to self, 30 storey falls are to be avoided at all cost.
As he arrived in the bathroom, his eyes had been closed. He was dreading what he would see. He had an inkling about what happened. He knew everytime he changed into the symbiote form, he would change a little more. He was just afraid of how he would react the next time he saw himself.
You’ll know when you see it.
Steph’s words rang in his head. He still wasn’t sure, and if this wasn’t going to do it, then nothing ever will, and then he was in real trouble. With that, he opened his eyes.
The girl that was in the mirror had lost even more inches to her height, Aaron estimated that she was around 5 ft 1 now. The girl had the body of a wrestler and runner wrapped into one. He could see the muscles bursting from her abdomen and her arms. There was a lot of strength packed into this little body, he knew that for sure. Looking down, he noticed that his manhood was still present, but obviously smaller. Especially in contrast to her thighs, which had grown substantially. It wasn’t anything ridiculous, not quite at the level of the symbiote form yet, but it would be something that a lot of women would be jealous of.
The girl’s hair was reaching down the back, it looked conditioned and effortlessly beautiful. The front of her face framed perfectly by the short brown bangs. Her face wasn’t fully feminine yet, but it had that mix of Aarons’ original face, and femininity. She was absolutely gorgeous, a beauty for sure, a face unspoiled by the times that came from being a private school boy, the battle scars from sports still a little visible but diminished and made her look more human, rather than spoil her looks.
Her already wide hips had gotten a little wider, and her waist had also slightly pinched in, once again, only adding to her attractiveness. And the grand finale, Aaron’s eyes tracked to her chest in the mirror. Something must have happened to it, because it seemed like to main bit of his body that was done. And that was a pair of what he estimated was a pair of C or D cup breasts, the same size of those in the symbiote form. He gave them an experimental poke, and shivered as they sent a jolt through his body. They were quite an alien sight, but yet they were his breasts.
His breasts.
He took in his whole body in the mirror, and watched as a tear drip from his eye. He wasn’t sure what the emotion was, until he started to laugh. The laugh was distinctively female, it was still quite deep, but unmistakably female. He was laughing and crying at the same time.
The girl in the mirror was so perfect, and she wasn’t even done yet.
This was the feeling that Steph was talking about, the feeling that struck directly at the middle of Aaron’s soul.
Aaron couldn’t stop staring at the body in the mirror, continuing to laugh in disbelief. This was her body, and damn she was fucking hot.
Welcome to the world, Avalyn. I was wondering when ya would emerge from ya shell.