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Into Darkness, Born by Pink Hair Girl
The man is the white coat made his way into the room. He was quite
practised at it and it showed in his very precise movements from the
door to the chair. Upon reaching the chair he turned, as if on cue, to
face the woman who was sitting there patiently. Well, maybe not all that
patiently but she was being quiet but her emotional state played across
her face. He was the younger of the two even though his brown hair had
started to show signs of grey. In contrast her hair was white and
shockingly so. The small wrinkles by his eyes and mouth gave him
character where as on her they showed age.
"Mrs. Everett, I am Doctor Jones. Thank you for waiting so patiently
while we have examined your daughter these past few hours." The words
came out smooth, practised. He left a pregnant pause, giving her
opportunity in which to respond in kind, as most tend to do. However,
she remained silent and watched him. He did not care much for that gaze,
she looked like a cat who was watching a mouse. "Your daughter's
reversion did not go well. It appears that her mind had been tampered
with by some magics in her past. Given the reaction I would say a few
years at least."
Mrs. Everett took a look at the man as if he had grown a third head. "Of
course her memories were tampered with, it was part of the process. A
process she asked for and we gave to her. I fail to see how this is any
real news," she responded accusingly.
"Well, yes... there is that but I am afraid that it goes much deeper
than that. During the process we were able to go to that point and a bit
beyond. Were you aware that she is MC?"
Mrs. Everett was running out of patience with the Doctor and it showed
in her voice. "She most certainly is not, we had to do a battery of
tests before the process. Any sign of MC and they would not have done
it, as you well know. Perhaps I should take her to a different
specialist..."
"No, no, no Mrs. Everett, you most certainly do not want to do that."
The alarm showed more on his face than in his voice as he tried to think
of how to tell her what they had found. Taking in a breath he went on.
"What we found was a lock on her abilities, something very difficult to
do. Not impossible but extremely difficult not to mention illegal." He
was now about to step onto a landmine and had to calculate exactly what
to say. "I know that some of the upper crust families are not that
thrilled with magical capacity and have employed such locks. I need to
know if you had that done to her and, if so, who did it. Knowing would
make a big difference on how effective her treatment would be in the
end. We will not report it to the authorities of course."
Now she was visibly upset and the anger was turning her face red. "DR.
Jones, and I use that term loosely, WE would never have done such a
thing to our child. Nothing, and I do mean nothing, is placed above her
welfare. IF she were somehow Magic Capable, we would not have subjected
her to the process. Period."
"Mrs. Everett, I know that you are upset but I have to ask these
questions so that her welfare will not be compromised anymore than it
already has to this point. Right now she is stark raving mad. It is a
situation that is rarely encountered these days due to heavy policing of
the Magic Capable. Now back in the early 90s and 2000s it was a very
common condition. We tried to find those who had been effected and do
what we can but there is only so much."
"What in the nine hells happened to my daughter?!?!" exclaimed Mrs.
Everett now very visibly upset with no sign of calming down.
"When did she first approach you about undergoing the process?"
"It started when she was around ten years old. The process was drawn out
across several weeks and went remarkably well..."
"Not to mention quick," added Doctor Jones. "That did not raise any red
flags at the time?"
"No. Yes, it was quick but not the fastest that had been seen. She
adjusted to it exactly as we thought she should. There were no signs of
anything amiss."
"Had she shown any inclinations before then?"
"A few. As a child she was never very masculine and was not interested
in playing with the other boys. We didn't think much of it at the time
but when she came to us later. Well then everything made sense didn't
it?"
"I see. She's fifteen now so that would make the request date around
2010?"
"Yes," replied Mrs. Everett who was not longer red with anger. Her words
were now very cool and carried heavily across the small expanse between
herself and the Doctor.
"Did she say or do anything unusual around that time? Anything out of
the ordinary?"
"No, we dropped her off at a birthay party two days before. Of course
that was around the time that the general population became aware of
magic so none of the usual safeguards were in place. She was fine
though, her usual self. The next day she and some friends went to the
mall and..."
Doctor Jones perked up and looked rather surprised. "A mall do you say?
Did she mention where they went shopping or who they talked to?"
"No, not really. We just assumed it was for comics and baseball cards.
She and her friends came out with both and I imagine they probably had a
snack of some sort in the food court. Why?"
"It is probably nothing. How about her other friends? Were they male at
the time too?"
"Yes, both of the friends were, and still are, male."
"So it was just your daughter who went through it then. Hmmm.... Still
the mall scenario around that time in history could narrow down the
probable causes."
Doctor Jones then paused as he thought. The lines that ran across his
forehead deepened and he actually started to rub at his bare chin.
"Mrs. Everett I believe that your then son was influenced in her
decision to become your daughter. We are left with two highly likely
choices of what that factor probably was back then. One is problematic
while the other is of a more serious concern but both leave us with
viable treatment options."
Mrs. Everett was now looking down at the table in front of her. Doctor
Jones took the three steps necessary to place himself in front of the
empty chair and sat down. He rarely sat down in this room. Usually he
told the person or persons sitting there the news, the treatment plan,
and then escorted them to the administrative portion of the hospital.
This news warranted a more personal touch, scattering the usual script
born of routine to the winds.
"The first suspect is a wizard and one who is still at large. He was
known for temporarily taking up residence in shopping centers around the
globe and then using his wares to influence others. Some instances were
obvious attempts at social justice. Others reflected more of a prankster
personality and I am afraid yet others have shown us how dark his
intentions can be at times. He seems to have a fetish for changing young
males into women. He even took one individual on as an apprentice."
When the doctor stopped speaking for a moment Mrs. Everett grew
impatient and asked, "He sets up a store in malls and has not been
brought to justice?"
"No, he has not. His entire store and stock move through some sort of
odd dimensional shift. We have been able to detect weaknesses in local
reality where he has been but that is all. The store can only be viewed
by those he has targeted. He is considered especially dangerous because
not all of the victims had new personalities in place to deal with their
new reality. In fact some were left part way through, much like we have
seen with your daughter."
"So you think this wizard had something to do with it? Could we find him
and force him to fix her?"
"Probably not and besides there is another possibility. What do you know
of Djinn?"
The colour rushed out of her face at the mention of the word. "Genies?
Not that much, only that they are considered very rare and dangerous."
"That is correct and that is why the authorities hunt them down whenever
they can. They tend to be very cruel pranksters who bend the desires of
a person back on his or herself. We have often seen the kind of torture
that your daughter is going through with victims of the Djinn."
Mrs. Everett was now starting to breakdown a bit. A solitary tear rolled
down her eye. "Are you saying that my son has been locked up in the
feminine body? A prisoner within his own mind?"
"That is what it appears to be. Without knowing exactly how the lock was
placed on her abilities there is not a lot we can do at this point. The
few options we do have will be effective but there may be some side
effects."
"Side effects? Like what? What are you going to do to her?"
"As I mentioned before, complete reversion is out of the question. The
reality is that your son does not exist anymore and it is impossible to
restore him. Your daughter though is a different story. If the process
had not been brought about by such nefarious ways, we would not even
face this. There would have been a complete integration between what she
was and what she wanted to be. In many ways it would have been a natural
adjustment to the new role with only a minimal amount of personality
overwriting, especially at that age."
"So where does that leave us?" asked Mrs. Everett, the impatience
starting to creep back into her now. Concern for the welfare of her
child was indeed above all else and she just wanted to see her child
safe and sound, as would any mother.
"What we are going to have to do is force the integration. It is very
tricky and the side effects vary greatly but there are a few expected
results. The results themselves will vary wildly depending on the your
son's frame of mind."
"But you just said that he was raving mad." gasped Mrs. Everett.
"That is correct. Due to that it is impossible to say what the exact
results will be in this case. A very powerful spell will be wound out
slowly across a few hours. It will seep into every inch of her and start
the integration towards a single, female identity. The big risk is that
the final outcome will be effected by exactly how your son views women
at this point."
"You're saying that his attitude of women will determine how he ends up
when finally complete?"
"Yes, and she will be complete. Your daughter entirely and your son will
finally be released from the torture he has been through all these
years."
"How bad are the side effects?"
"As I said before Mrs. Everett, completely impossible to predict. In
documented cases a Bimbo Effect is usually seen but most of those are
from males who are young teens and on. Their own objectification of
women turn them into the very thing that they lust after. Your son
though went through the process early. We may see a huge Mother Effect
and your new daughter will desire settling down and raising a family."
"What is the worst case scenario?" Mrs Everett asked, afraid of what she
was about to hear.
Doctor Jones inhaled deeply and then let out his breath once before
continuing. "There are two worst case scenarios. The first would be a
complete Bimbofication. She would have very little desire for anything
beyond sexual acts. This is a possibility due to the madness and the
current age of your son/daughter. The other would depend on how twisted
his mind has become at this point. There is a chance that your new
daughter would be evil, for the lack of a better word. The hate and rage
could end up twisting her up inside and out. If so then she would be far
too dangerous to be let loose on society."
Mrs. Everett began to weep as the possibilities were laid out before
her. She wanted to hear it all but then she did not want to hear
anything. All she wanted was for her beautiful daughter to be well again
and her son to finally find the peace that he deserved. Somewhere in the
back of her mind a question lingered, one that would not go away.
"Doctor Jones, if you did this treatment and it worked...are we....,"
the words were seizing in her throat, quite unwilling to come into being
in that small room where so much was being decided, "are we murdering my
son?"
At this she began to sob heavily. Tears streaked down her face while her
magical charms fought to keep her makeup from running.
"No Mrs. Everett, far from it matter of fact. He would finally be
integrated with his body and would no longer be a prisoner within his
flesh. Or rather her. No matter what we do, you will end up with a
daughter. She will need extensive therapy at first and possibly some
medication. She might lose a year of school. While she will not be the
same that she was, she will finally have a chance at real happiness."
At this point another person entered the room. She quickly made her way
over to Doctor Jones and placed a stack of papers in front of him along
with a pen. Magic may be a bit more of the norm now but paperwork still
existed and in triplicate. With her burden delivered she exited the
room.
"Mrs. Everett, we'll need you to fill these out so that we can begin
treatment. You ARE doing the right thing and it is fortunate that we
found this when we did."
Slowly Mrs. Everett brought her gaze up to view Doctor Jones. She sighed
heavily and reached for the pen.
The End
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