Mistress Dizzy

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Jinny stared at him for a long moment. Then she started to pace back and forth. She did this often when she was thinking about something very hard, or trying to solve a problem. “I thought you would tell me I was bad because of my dreams. I didn’t think you would accept me.” There was a tiny little smile on her face, but it faded fast.

Did she really want to do this? Go deeper into the world she didn’t know she’d been born into? Her parents had not been ordinary people. Her mother had been infamous enough to attract attention. Her father, while being “Just” a police officer, had been decorated and praised. So who was to say that she couldn’t follow in their footsteps?

A thought occurred to her then, and she stopped midstep. “I’ll be right back. Don’t leave.”

She dashed out of the training room, her footsteps echoing around the empty house. She went to her own room, grabbed a particular object, and came rushing back down.

“You said, people purchase your skills, right? I want to do that.” She held out the bright pink piggy bank that had been a birthday gift when she was 6 years old. It currently held about $20 in various coins, along with some international coinage that she’d been given as gifts. “I want to hire you to help me.” She stared him right in the eyes. “I want you to help me track down the people that killed my parents. I want to take from them what they took from me. I want to be strong enough so that no one takes anyone from me, ever again.”

“If you can do that...” She was looking up at him with a strange mixture of a child’s eager hope, and an adult’s level of determination. “If you think I can do that. Then I want to do it.”

She understood what she was getting into. She understood that it could very well kill her in the process. Maybe that should have been a scary thought, but she found it oddly soothing. No matter the risk, she could not go on pretending to be normal anymore.

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Damn. Not bad at all. I hope you get that promotion!

Also I am very pleased that my writing captured your attention. I should have a post for you later tonight.

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

That sounds pretty difficult. I hope they pay you well.

Looking forward to that reaction. :)

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

I'm trying to write Jinny being creepy and unkidlike. This is probably the most clear it's been so far. I am curious as to how he will react to this.

12 hour shift, though? What the heck do they have you doing? I can barely stand 8 hours at my job, and I have a desk and a chair.

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Jin caught the phone, but said nothing for some time. She was still processing all that she had heard. Now that she knew just who her mother had been, she was trying to reconcile it with the woman she had known. Her mother and father had been gentle, kind people. For goodness sakes, her mother would let bugs out of the house rather than squash them! She had been happy! They had all been happy.

“...they killed my mother because… they didn’t want her to have a life. Am I getting that right?” She stared at her bare feet for a moment, gathering her thoughts. When she spoke again, her voice was different than usual. Quiet, but ice cold. She looked up, and her eyes did not belong to the child she’d been about 5 minutes prior.

“I still have dreams, you know. About that night. I didn’t see anyone’s faces. But I know their voices. I think I could recognize them anywhere.” She paused. Trying to word what she wanted to say. “Sometimes my dreams get weird. I think of myself going with my parents. Fighting these women. Hurting them.” Even softer. “Killing them. All of them. Every last one.”

There was a strange, meditative stillness about her now. “I didn’t think about it when I was little, because… well… I don’t think I was smart enough then. But I am now. I’m never going to be normal, am I? Not because of my powers, but… because of this. All of this.” She gestured around her in a loose way. “My mother would play a game with me when I was small. Be as quiet as I could, and try to sneak candy from her pockets. Sometimes I actually won. I never wondered about that game. Now… do you think she was teaching me, even then, to be...” She shook her head then, letting the matter drop. She would never know, after all.

“You talk about not forcing me to live in your world. But I think I’m already in it, Uncle Slade.”

Only then did she look at the information on the phone. “HIVE Academy for Extraordinary Young People?” It was a fancy looking private school from the looks of it. Spacious grounds, smiling children, crisp uniforms. But it was still a school. Then she looked at the other page. “...highly skilled, combat ready, power training…” Some of it sounded like what they were already doing at home. “Infiltration and Wetwork? What does that mean?”

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Congratulations to us!

I'm off work early, so I'm going to try and get out a post today. Let's keep this train rolling!

Btw, what exactly is pulled up on his cell for Jin to see?

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Yay, I'm glad you're in a writing mood. That's why I responded so fast, and why it's a little short. I couldn't think of much for Jin to do besides ask the big questions on her mind.

Honestly, I haven't read a mainline comic in some time, just due to that whole timeline business. It confuses me a lot, and doesn't make for fun reading.

I can't believe its been almost a full year. THat's crazy to me. Feels like we started a few months ago, though my sense of time has always been janky.

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Jinny stared at him for a while after he told his story. It was clear behind her eyes that she was thinking, processing… struggling.

“What’s the KGB? What’s a Triad??” She looked confused, and started to pace back and forth.

“Targets, marks, guns, swords...” Pace, pace, pace. “It sounds dangerous. Really dangerous.” A lot of things started to fall into place in her head. While she did have access to the internet, there was a lot of blocked websites that she wasn’t allowed to see. Most of what she did get was either educational or geared toward young children. But she’d heard other kids in school talking about R-rated action movies, and things of that nature. She wasn’t a fool – she knew he wasn’t in the military. He’d never admitted to being a superhero, which had been a question asked when she was younger. That left very few options. And one conclusion.

“...Is this… business why my mother and father are dead?”

Some days, she could think about it matter of factly. Other days, it hurt. Today was an in between day, but her head was spinning so badly that she couldn’t feel the twinge of pain in her stomach.

“Uncle Slade.” She stared up at him, and for the first time in a long time, she was afraid.

“Just… what exactly are you?”

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Jin, in fact, did continue working out. It was clear she was developing into a fast, technical fighter rather than one with a lot of power. She was always going to be on the smaller side of the average, but so far she was using that to her every advantage.

“More about school?” She stopped short of rolling her eyes. Slade didn’t tolerate whining or disrespect. “Fine… I’m going to fifth grade. I’m going to be super bored. And no one there will be friends with me.” There was a sadness in her eyes when she said the last part, and she struck the dummy particularly hard. “That’s the direction of my life. But I don’t like that direction. I want to know more. Do more. I want to learn everything.”

She looked steadily at her Uncle, catching the swinging punching bag in both arms to keep it from moving.

“You’re finally going to answer my questions? We can start now. How did you meet my parents? And don’t say ‘a business trip’ because that’s too vague. It’s almost lying.” There was determination written all over her face. This was quite clearly a test of his honesty.

Hopefully Sanctuary

Devika smiled when Roxy came down. "You look nice. "Devika smiled when Roxy came down. "You look nice." Even if she wasn’t empathic, she could tell how nervous Roxy was. “Please don’t worry. My parents are harmless. I’m sure they’ll like you.”

Their Uber pulled up and honked, and Devika practically jumped out of her chair. “Finally!” She grabbed the noise canceling headphones for the ride, and headed for the door. She waiting for Roxy to lock up before they both got in. After giving the driver her parents’ address, they were gone.

After about half an hour, they came up to the better part of the city. The houses were larger, the streets were cleaner. Devika was looking out the window as this part of the city became more familiar to her. “Man, I can’t believe that candy shop is still there! I loved going there when I was little.” She continued to narrate this way, figuring Roxy could ignore her if she wanted to.

The drive didn’t take much longer. Soon they were pulling up in her parents’ driveway.

Devika exhaled and got out of the car, all smiles. This was the home she had grown up in. It wasn’t a mansion by any means, but it was quite large. It was painted a soft lavender and had a neatly manicured lawn and garden full of flowers. Both her parents were lawyers, and it showed. “Well, Roxy. Are you ready?”