‘My name is Jessica… and I became the Magical Girl of Justice…’
Jessica was born in a middle-income family where her mother was a musician and her father worked designing cars. Relatively fair faced with freckles and short brown hair, she was an ordinary awkward- make that ‘very’ awkward teenager with somewhat wide hips but not exactly shapely in other areas. She had no siblings but… she wished she had a little sister. It might have been nice to have had a sibling given the ‘pushy parents’ she had. She would often imagine having one, playing games, dressing up… all the things other girls managed to do with theirs. Her parents were always busy with work and expected her to be just like them… working to study and studying to work… an endless cycle of which there was no escape.
The young teenager didn’t know what she wanted to be, but she did fancy the idea of being a dancer, craving fame and being ‘liked’. Jessica revelled in the idea that she could be admired by everyone in some way. Unfortunately, she lacked natural grace when it came to how to dance. She had good teachers and even did some private tuition thanks to her parents but...
… she was just not ‘naturally talented’. The young girl hated it when she reached this conclusion.
Why? Why wasn’t she talented at the thing she wanted most of all? Even if she tried to ‘work’ at it, if she poured all her effort into it… she would never be good enough. When she went to be with others in those classes, she could see the ones that were graceful and coordinated seem to get more attention. It felt like teachers began to ignore her.
Then came her relationship with boys, when she tried to go out with them. She had never been asked out, and it became apparent that for… some reason, she was just not the kind of girl to be ‘asked out’. When she tried to go out with few boys none of them said ‘no’ exactly which at first excited her… but they were always ‘busy’ afterwards and dropped her like a stone.
So… that was her life. Quiet, lonely, and trying to accomplish things she couldn’t. Sometimes dreaming and yearning to be noticed…
Invisible…
Yes, that was it. She felt invisible, alone and… even depressed. She found some solace in video games though.
The ‘gamer girl’ identity didn’t work so well for her though, but it was the one thing she did for herself. She was looking to play something new when she saw a very ‘odd’ series called ‘Magical girls volume 3 – Weapon’ being listed. She clicked on it and waited for it to download. It only took a minute and soon she was treated to a curious CGI cut scene.
It had a very gothic look showing a girl- very young looking holding a crooked dark scythe with a gleaming blade. She looked way too young to have a weapon, with cat-ears at the top of her head and a tail. She had soft blonde hair in pigtails adding to her innocent demeanour matching the colour of her tail. She had a very intelligent look despite her apparent age with almost little stars detailed in her eyes.
“Heya! My name is Cameal.” The girl chirped in a cute voice. “I’m so very pleased to meet you! We’re going to make you into a magical girl! That is if you are not already!” The girl gave a bow, awkwardly holding her gigantic scythe in both of her small hands. Her robes were a very bright white, despite the goth-like attire. It was quite a strange juxtaposition. Jessica tried to find information on the game but found nothing. Cameal started walking along a hallway as the camera followed her in the game showing various types of weapons on pedestals. “Now I know you’ve probably struggled with your last transformation in volume one. However, don’t fret, in this volume you can change your parameters. Please feel free to change and make your appearance into whatever girl you want!” She giggled.
Jessica looked at the game with a bemused expression. It was a ‘girl only’ game? Hmmm…. Pressing the action button, a character creation screen appeared, so she decided to make her usual look. She modelled it on herself but added purple hair. Of course, she increased the bust size and gave the girl wonderful curves- because why not? She added the optional angel wings to it… and rather liked what she saw. It was a pretty face to be sure. The hair was long and vibrant, human looking and dressed in a skin-tight outfit. A small waist, curvy body…perfect.
“You look great!” The young girl commented. “Now, take your pick. Here we have swords, bows, maces, guns, hidden weapons, non-weapon-weapons, exotic weapons, very exotic weapons, very girly weapons, teeny tiny weapons and my favourite- The Big Freaky Weapons!” She giggled waving her scythe. “Do you have a feel for one? All have their own strengths and weaknesses, but you should go with your instinct. What weapon do you want to have? Go on don’t be shy. In some ways the weapon will choose you too!” The CGI girl waited hopefully as if ‘watching’ the cursor with her eyes.
Jessica moved the cursor around using the gamepad… what a weird RPG game… She wasn’t feeling very enthused though. She didn’t mind RPGs but they all seemed pointless to her. The graphics were kind of cool though. She looked at the sword placing her cursor on it.
“Oh yes! A sword!” The strangely robed girl jumped enthusiastically. “Practical and direct. Efficient and elegant when you want to make a point- and I’m sure you’ll be making so many with this baby!” The cute young girl then pulled out a parchment showing some numerical stats that made… no sense. “See, it has the most direct attack but a weapon like this can only attack one thing at a time. There’s a bunch of other powers in it as standard to make up for that though, got to balance it out somehow, right? Dimension slicing, Manifestation, oh and- Radar. You can find your quarry with ease. Use this blade to send monsters back to where they came from!”
Jessica listened with intrigue at this. “Uh huh… so… what sort of game is this? Am I to fight a dragon or something?” Suddenly she was surprised as something in front of her glowed...
In fact, her whole body was glowing.
Jessica was stunned briefly as she felt so ‘very’ different. She looked down and saw the most impressive bust she had ever seen. “What the-“ A slight trickle of hair down her back and the flash of those locks looking… purple?!
“It can’t be…” The new girl stared at herself and her hands… she felt… centred in a way she never felt before, wearing a skin-tight suit. Normally she would be embarrassed but right now she felt no fear or shame. This was her dream body…. Her actual dream form was here! Her breasts had expanded into pert large spheres of which she grasped in her open hand… and she had purple hair! “Whoa-!”
This Jessica became a magical Girl…
“Good luck!” The girl chirped before the game vanished.
In her other hand she appeared to have a strange sword with a weird jewel of some sort on it. She looked at the blade fearing the touch of it but… it didn’t ‘feel’ like a sword. More like an extension of… of some other part of her. Her hand appeared to pass through the blade making her question how it was supposed to be used.
“A… dream sword…?”
That seemed like a good name for it…
Jessica’s career as a magical girl started that very night.
On her first night out, she tested out her new body to see what limits- if any, it had. Running through the park first, she was fast… agile… she could move like the wind. Her strength was at base about five times higher than a normal human, perhaps more if she put effort into it, perhaps as much as ten times!
The wings she had could retract and return allowing her to fly... freedom unlike anything a human had ever felt before.
She would extend them out and soar high into the sky, not even caring who saw her at this point. Reality was almost like a video game, and she was enjoying herself immensely. She played in the clouds, swam into watery vapours… Jessica was high on whatever this power was. The problems in school didn’t seem to matter anymore.
She would transform and prowl the streets or the skies a few days later. Eventually she found her sword could slice through ‘reality’ itself and create portals for her to jump into, extending her reach even further. There was nowhere she couldn’t go… nothing she couldn’t do… reality was now just a cheat code to fix. She could go on a holiday and enjoy a beach and return home with no issues.
Though she saw no signs of any monsters… or whatever it was she was supposed to be fighting.
There were plenty of criminals though. People who were stealing or hurting people… should she really just fight crime? Jessica knew she could do it… her body had not even felt any pain or harm in her escapades so far. She was super-human.. more so. She decided to try, asking her sword to take her to some ‘easy’ quests first… and whatever was guiding her seemed to oblige.
She didn’t use her sword at first, as her physical body was certainly more than enough though she didn’t want to test how bullet proof it was just in case. She stopped many petty thieves, those causing an assault… Life as a superhero was pretty good. Word got around and she rather enjoyed it… at least for a while.
At some point she wondered ‘why do even need to change back to human?’ This was her perfect body after all. She could become a dancer with it! Though annoyingly it didn’t look enough like her to do that… but she could still make this her ‘new’ identity right? If only she had made it a completely identical copy! Still, she wanted to stay in her magical-girl form for as long as possible. This was herself now… this is who she was…
“Magic Girl Justice!”
“Where do you think you’re going cutie,” Jessica smiled warmly as she casually stepped in front of James despite the girl having run several feet away. The elfin-like girl stared at her mesmerised, not just by her beauty but her incredible power. “Um-“she tried to step back but Jessica held her firm. “Hey it’s okay. Tell me your name sweetie?”
James looked terrified… but she realised she had little choice but to cooperate with her. Given that strange power the older magical girl had, she would be worse than dead if she used it on her! She was also far stronger and experienced. “Um- I-“She rubbed her hands… this body didn’t come with a name, she realised. She felt a weird conflict inside her… James- her old self had not named her… could she name herself? It felt wrong. She should be named by-
‘Maya…’
“Maya?” The younger girl blinked…
“Maya!” Jessica grinned again and wrapped her arms into a deep hug on the smaller magical girl. “We have so much to talk about! Please don’t run away. I just love your appearance. A little un-human like ha. Exotic! So small! You’re perfect!” She looked at her cute green hair and tapped her pointed ears. ‘So cute!’
Maya turned around to her awkwardly, her ears twitching slightly as the large woman pinched them. “Why are you… using magic like that?” She guessed she had to at least listen. Magic couldn’t… it shouldn’t be that way!
Jessica seemed a little hurt by that look. “Come on little sister,” she groaned but gave a little inward smile. “Look. I gained these powers a week ago… and for a while I tried- I tried really hard to fight criminals… but there are hundreds of them on my radar. I put one away and there’s suddenly ten times more to replace them! Am I supposed to go after every single one? I’m not going to be like batman all broody and moody… I want to make an actual difference!”
Maya felt her ears twitch again perhaps because she was annoyed. “We’re not supposed to go after … normal criminals I think.” She still felt awkward standing there in her skirt. She had never had to talk to someone as a girl… and she had no idea where she was. “Look… what you’ve done is… amoral. You can’t wipe people out of existence! It’s… they are people… even if they made mistakes.”
Jessica sighed. “They are people who ‘chose’ to hurt me. They were quite happy taking advantage of me when they thought I was a weak little girl… they cause harm and misery to everyone…” She crossed her arms over her impressive bust. “I was chosen to become basically a goddess… what other justice can there be now? I’d do the same for your enemies though… if you can’t do it,” She looked deeply into her eyes. “Yes… I think… the ones who have this magic… the ones who access this power… people like you and me- It’s not an accident. We are people that have been ‘hurt’… something or someone is giving us a chance to fight back now! You’re the one in the wrong to just ignore the choices you can make!”
Maya was taken aback. She was in the wrong being ‘nice’? She didn’t want to hurt anyone.. she was a magical girl by accident. If she could, she would give whatever powers she had to someone else! “W-what’s that?” She pointed at a shimmering field in the sky.
“Oh- Pocket dimension trick,” she said with a smile gesturing to her sword. “Reality is like… a jigsaw. We are on a removed part of that jigsaw. I just isolated this area… I don’t like people wondering in accidently” Jessica gestured to the odd shimmering field. “In video game terms, think of it as a ‘random encounter’ screen I guess. I dunno how it works, I just seem to have a lot of video game logic magic to work with. Nobody gets in or out. Well except for you, apparently.”
“Oh…” Maya was still troubled by all this. She knew she had to fix it but… how? “How many people…” She gulped.
“Monsters sister… monsters. I dunno… about nine? Ten?” She shrugged. “It’s only been a week. There’s still so much more to do!”
Maya stared at that sword… its magic felt strangely ‘familiar’ to her. She wasn’t too sure how or why… but maybe it was something that resonated within her.. Maya wasn’t even sure how to get This girl to ‘stop’… but she had to! Could she… bring them back?
‘You can.’
Suddenly Jessica put her sword dramatically ahead of her. “I guess this is s bit too much of a shock for you.” She knew she wasn’t going to get through to Maya and her sad face was really bugging her. “Tell you what, I’ll just send you home, okay?” She sliced the air as a ripple appeared. “Off you go now! I’ll find you later!”
“Huh- wait!” Maya was pushed into the weird energy ribbon...
...
Maya gasped as she realized she was back home… fallen onto the couch. the scenery around her changing instantly as if she had just woken up. She might have even thoughs so if not for the shimmering portal blinking out of existence. “What the heck just happened…” Was that just a weird dream?
Maya sighed and quickly changed back to James, reality rippling around her body as the elfin-girl faded leaving behind... him. Her male form stood awkwardly a moment as memories began to flow into his older brain… "urgh-" this was a lot longer as a girl and it was giving him an actual headache. The man sat on his sofa, stunned as the events played out, memories and sensations that were so wrong… not to mention the existential crisis of suddenly existing again when he had such a tenuous connection before.
“I’m real… I’m real… I’m real…” James repeated to himself. “Ugh.. Maya, I can’t…I’m not Maya… but part of me is-” he couldn’t change into her again… never. Was he being taken over? Was Maya some kind of parasite? Was… was he dying? Was she eating his brain from the inside? He felt like he was about to cry but tried to stay strong. ‘But if we don’t stop her, Jessica is going to unmake more people…’ her voice was heard inside his head.
James shuddered… “Shut up- no-“ He wasn’t going to listen… he had to keep her out of his head. He had to! “I’m REAL!” he repeated. “I’m the real person not you…” weird- it felt like he hurt himself by that thought. James eventually stood up.. but then he got an even bigger surprise as his car materialised in front of him… still broken- and now inside the living room. “What the hell!” he gasped. “Oh Crap!”
How was he supposed to get the freakin’ car out of his house!
Jessica sighed.
Maya was so cute… but it was clear this was not the place to talk. She was like that cute little sister she always wanted! Maybe she could… change reality to make her into one? She would have to see if that was possible. She couldn’t wait to have her on her team- but the girl needed to be shown the ‘truth’… of what their magic could do… the return of magic meant they would be the new masters of Earth… what they said would go… and people didn’t necessarily have to exist unless they allowed it…
That power had to be used… “I wonder where she’s from though…” That portal would always take a person back to where they considered ‘home’ to be.. but Jessica didn’t necessarily know. It was at that point she turned a corner and found…
… a car?
She laughed. “Whoa… looks like the girl borrowed her dad’s car,” She laughed as she did the old-fashioned detective work and wrote the licence plate number. That should make it easier to figure out where she lived. Jessica felt it would be a bad idea for people to see a car from so far away… it would give away the girl’s identity. So she used her sword to quickly dispatch the car to where it considered ‘home’ to be as well.
“There we go! You owe me one dear.”
She finally let the jigsaw piece of this reality fall…
