(I'm changing the title.. how was I supposed to know a game called myst existed...)
Sarah walked her way quickly through the halls, her heart beating fast. She wasn't sure what she would expect to see. People tended to leave those who were 'changed' alone to do well- whatever it -was- they did. 'He's still Biff', she said to herself. Even if this weird virus changed his body he would still-
The full reality hit her as soon as she saw the strange sphinx, struggling to open Biff's locker. There were deep grooves and scratch marks over the metal, and.. Sarah couldn't help but stare at the strange beast. There was a great deal more bulk to the lion then she mentally anticipated though this could be due to Biff being really angry about something. The scowl on the girl's head and those strange yellow tinged wings on her side. She could even see curves that hinted of breasts-
"I'm going.. to .. open this!" Biff bashed and pawed at the combination locker.
Sarah walked up quietly. "H-Hey.."
"RAH- I DON'T NEED HELP- huh?"
Sarah took a very quick move backwards at Biff's outburst. "It's me do you.. recognise-"
The sphinx woman's cat ears folded down slightly. She tried to prop herself up again to give herself as much height as she could though even like this she was still only looking up at Sarah. It wasn't that she was small though, but being a quadruped her body had more behind it then below now. "Sarah- I-" She coughed trying to make her voice sound deeper. "-Course I recognise you- it only affected my body not my brain." She huffed angrily.
"You said that.. the doctors told you it would only be temporary."
Biff frowned again glancing at the scratch marks of her locker. "Yeah- well- the virus turned me into a child, and as a child I must have got infected again. Double infection.. I basically won the lottery" She tried to speak lightly. "So um..."
Sarah looked at the girl over. She wasn't really sure what to say except- well- she -was- disgusted and angry about what had happened to her boyfriend. On the one hand she knew it wasn't his fault, this thing did happen from time to time- but it wasn't supposed to happen to her! Not to them. They had plans after college now all of that was gone into the dump. Of hand Sarah wondered if it would have been better if Biff had just died in some accident.. people could understand that, but now Sarah was confronted with this. The question of how much she loved Biff to get over physical changes that were frankly complete red-lines for her. " Bruce..." she said calling him by his real name.
'Oh shit no- no no no-' Biff stared at her desperately. She had just lost her body, her father, not this- "Sarah-"
"No Biff listen-" Sarah quickly said.
Biff stared up at the girl pitiably. She could already hear the conversation. She heard it many times in her head.
"I.. can't deal with this."
'Okay, same as my dad ' Biff thought. What could he say to that? "I- I can do something-"
"You can't do anything about this Biff!" Sarah cried wiping her eyes. "There's no way to get over the fact that you're some lion-"
"Sphinx..." Biff added. "I'm a- sphinx."
Sarah looked angry at that. She wanted to laugh and cry, and just.. she had no idea. "So now you take an interest in Mythology?! Urgh!" she kicked the ground with grimace. "I'm sure we can be.. friends, but..."
"I don't want to be just friends with you!" Biff suddenly said. "Sarah I- I love you!"
" I -can't- love you like this," Sarah admitted slumping her shoulders. "You're a girl.. -and- a lion a sphinx even if you were just one of those things I don't think I can I'm sorry." With that Sarah walked away from the hall way. She turned slightly. "Though Biff? I would.. just lose the clothing back there. You're not kidding anyone just some friendly advice. Girl to girl."
Biff sat there slumped, watching the retreating form of Sarah walk away like this was nothing. She felt such fire burning, with her eyes down cast and her ears flat as a pancake. She wanted to .. to She then growled. It was slow at first but.. an incredibly guttural primal growl flowed out of her massive lungs that would have sent shivers up the spine of any who heard it. The smell of sweat and fear increased in the immediate vicinity of the Sphinx-changed as she took all her aggression out on her own locker. "OPEN! OPEN OPEN OPEN!" Finally her claws bent and tugged enough metal that the contents of the locker spilled out. A jock's jacket fell onto her face, which she immediately tore away with her massive paws. She screamed in pure rage at the smell and feeling of her old self.
One student was heading to the lockers then- quickly left when she saw that scene.
Mikey was feeling a bit excited despite the fear of being a harpy and about to go into class for the first time as one. She was now wearing a robe- well- a 'dress' technically but she didn't want to think about it that much. It was practical in that at least it hid most of her human-like parts which seemed to be the thing everyone felt had to be covered. Her bird talons though were on show as she didn't need to wear shoes. She was wearing pants- of a kind, which was hanging a bit low due to her feathery tail.
She didn't really see the point in the pants but her parents insisted and Jon was also concerned to suggest it. "Stupid bird legs," she muttered.
She observed the other students who gave her a wide berth. Were they afraid of her? Maybe humans were used to being strong creatures but in the face of a giant bird- even a young one as mikey, she could probably claw their eyes out. Maybe that's what they were thinking.. and what they were afraid of.
Suddenly she felt something warm and sticky down her back. "Huh-" Eggs? Someone just threw eggs at her! She turned around to eye the students. "Who did that!" she screeched. -All- the students practically cleared the corridors leaving Mikey none the wiser on who did that. Great.. she had to go to the bathroom now to clean herself up.
The changed had their own bathroom which Mikey wasn't sure if it was of two different sexes- or more. Was she really going to have to use this one? She would much rather use the boys as she was just going to wash up when- someone else came out from the forboding door.
"Hey, are you new?" The girl asked.
Mikey stared at her. She was about the same age as she was. However, her body was very different, being a spider from the waist down. She had a rather nice human torso though and human face. The girl had white hair running long like a waterfall and sharp blue eyes. "Uh- yeah I'm new."
"Great! I'm sure you'll fit right in. I mean none of us fit in anywhere, so where else can we be eh?" she giggled. "I'm Amanda." She offered her hand.
"I'm Mikey. Someone threw eggs at me!"
"Oh, well let's get you washed up. Can't let that get onto your feathers."
Mikey was lead into the bathroom. It was an odd place to be. While she saw the standard toilet that she imagined most places would have there were also a set of 'squatting' pan toilets which looked very out of place. There appeared to be a lever to raise and lower them she glanced at Amanda at that. "What's with the weird toilets?"
"Hm? For different species. Use the one you feel comfortable with, that's what I was told." She giggled.
"Do boys use this one too?" Mikey asked.
"It doesn't really matter that much here." Said Amanda as she washed Mikey's back of the goo. "Humans can be so nasty. Don't worry though it's a really good class. Nice thing about being changed we get to learn a lot about each other too. I hear changed tend to stay friends for longer then humans too." the spider girl said wistfully. "I hope we can be friends- all clean now."
Mikey half wondered what toilet the spider-girl would use. She looked at her, then at the various implements but- no she couldn't -possibly- ask that! Some things were just too weird, even for a boy turned harpy-girl. "Thanks um- which way to the class? What can you tell me about the teacher?"
"She's a really nice teacher," said the spider-girl. "You'll see. Her name is Miss Stella. I like her anyway." She glided next to her new friend with her eight legs.
"So.. how come you're so cool about um- being changed?"
"Changed?" Amanda asked confused. "Oh! I was born like this. My mother was a changed."
