The reason for that twitg was sheer irritation because no matter how you look at it the being definitely had some part to py in this matter but hadn't said anything about it. For all I know this pD my powers were a package deal with same death delivery rather than just my powers being my gift.
"A kid's got no p Pandora, pce is as savage as it gets. If you've got no choice but to go in a year though I swear on the Jakobs name we'll do our damo make sure you'll at least not die there." The old man swore seriously.
"That sort s me to that sed revetion I mentioned earlier. What do both of you know about superpowers, specifically the sort that have wicked tattoos involved?" I asked a little nervously.
"You mean Sirens?" the old man asked fused.
I frowned "Not familiar with the term, I get a description?" I asked.
"Drop dead beauties with wicked glowing tattoos and crazy powers. Supposedly only six in the whole universe." Cy said and I stopped him.
"There are seven." I said and both men looked surprised.
"Whatcha mean boy?" the old man asked seriously.
"I learhat there were seven when I went into the vault, six that escaped their creators and ohat got sealed away and fotten. Until now." I said raising my right hand as my green tattoos started glowing.
"Damnation boy you're a Siren!" the old man excimed in shock.
"I take it that is not something I should be casually sharing from your reas." I said kinda regretting it now.
The old man took a few breaths to calm himself before answering me.
"It's not a simple thing boy. Sirens have been hunted for as long as anyone remember and for damn near just as long a list of reasons. It boils down to three maihough, they're rare what with only six, seven now being around. Rare means valuable boy, doesn't matter if it's useful or not and make no mistake Sirens are useful. The sed of these main reasons are that no Siren is weak. Ead every one of you are dangerous things that if harnessed cause untold amounts of damage. Finally is superstition, you Sirens are anomalies, things that nobody expin and it frightens people. People kill what they fear, it's in our nature." he said seriously.
"Suppose I should mention a standin bounty on all Sirens of a million bucks. It gets higher or removed dependin on the Siren but a million bucks is the start for unbound Sirens. Smart folk know better than to chase that bounty though, your kind tend not to e peaceful like." Cy said seriously.
"Huh? Never had a bounty before so that's pretty cool I guess." I said with a grin.
I really wasn't bothered by it at all. If anything I thought it retty badass like "Look you fools! I'm so fug dangerous that I'm wanted everywhere just for existing!". Biggest flex ever.
"Wipe that damn grin off your face boy you ain't getting no bounty, least not till a year from now. You're uhe sturdy branches of the Jakobs tree now and the tree protects those u from all storms." the old man s me.
"Ah~ you do have a heart and here I was thinking you had a cold unfeeling k of metal instead." I teased with a ugh.
"So what you do with these oh so special powers?" Cy asked curiously and even the old man bit back whatever retort he was about to utter to listen closely.
So I expined how my powers worked and even a few experiments I ducted as well as pointing out how Cy actually found me in one of my experiments. All things sidered I'd say that they took it well enough.
"So let me see if I noodled this ht, you're in theory immortal, in therow infinitely and even make other things more powerful?" Cy asked and I nodded.
"Sounds abht." I said casually.
"You don't pn on starting a cult or nothin right? Cuz that sounds a lot like the description of a god and bandits will worship anything that stands out much less someone who ACTUALLY fits the bill." He said seriously.
"Bandits? like thieves? Highwaymen? That kinda thing?" I asked fused.
"Lawless bunch of inbred, ibalistid psychotic folk that are as mad as a jabber i. Onal w folk but driven mad after the wars years baot idiots exactly but too nuts to properly use their brains." the old man expined.
"There are a few outliers amongst those born into the s but they tend not to live long, tall nails get hammered first, get me?" Cy said and I nodded seriously.
"So pretty much kill on sight then right?" I asked.
"Generally speakio shoot first and ask questions ter where bandits are involved. Now don't mean to be rude but you've got me curious now, but what are my traits?" Cy asked while holding out his arm for me to grab.
{Cy
Lifeforce: 1270
Traits: [Keen sight-on grade]- 500 units, [Quick reflexes-on grade]- 500 units, [Gun expertise-Unon grade]- 1000 units, [Clever mind-Unon grade]- 1000 units, [Athletic body- on grade]- 500 units.}
"Now that's an impressive list of traits, so far you are the first thing I've looked at with my powers that don't have any trash grade traits though you don't have araordinary oher." I said after reading out the feedback I got.
"So if you were to copy all these traits you'd bee a mini me more or less?" Cy asked and I shook my head.
"Better than you in all but experieraits stack remember and I already have some that would definitely stack with those." I said holy.
"Do it." the old man said firmly catg me and Cy both off guard. "You said that it didn't hurt the prowler cub to copy the traits but even might have helped it by a small amount. Doin the same to Cy's all bes and no downsides." he expined and I couldn't really disagree with him.
"Not sure I enjoy bein volunteered like this but Monty's got a point. Go ahead and copy away." Cy said and I began to use my powers to grab all of his traits wing slightly at the huge k of my stored lifeforce that vao get it all.
Once I was done Cy felt... odd. Like I could feel his traits still within him but at the same time he felt blurry and faie him getting a solid 300 or so units of lifeforce during this trade. Units of lifeforce that had an immediately effe him as he groaned in pleasure as his body got an inch or two taller and his form bulked up a little. He didn't look lean anymore but not like covered in bulging muscles either.-
"I take it back I feel like I could wrestle a Truxi luchador and win!" Cy said moving around clearly pleased with the upgrade.
"What about you boy? You don't look like anything's ged at all?" The old man asked fused.
"I haven't ied the traits yet, I'm seeing whies I fuse into my other traits. So far [Keen sight] fuse with [Keen hearing] and [Keen nose]. [Athletic body] fuse with [Alpha muscles] as well as [Quick reflexes]. Ugh, it's so expehough at six thousand lifeforce to fuse it all!" I said pining about the price a bit.
"Stop belly ag that self improvement is too damn expensive and just do it already!" the old man barked angrily and I felt wronged but went through with the fusions.
All the [Keen] seraits fused to create [Enhanced senses-Rare grade]. [Athletic body], [Alpha muscles] and [Quick reflexes] fused to create [Omega body-Rare grade]. Sihe twrade traits were prised of traits already ied into my body they too automatically ied and the ges started immediately. I started to grow taller and my form began to bulk up and take on a predatory stature. My eyes, ears, nose and tongue all bled as the other trait made sweeping improvement.-
When it was roaned and stretched causing my bones and joints to pop alongside my outfit that was now WAY too small to tain my form.
"In all my years I've never seen somethin so... unnatural. A child grown into an adult in mere moments." the old man said disturbed at the spectacle.
I ighat though and ied the st two traits though oddly besides a sudden throbbing headache I didn't feel anything.
"I'm not grown up yet, this is just what an outlier of the human species looks like at thirteen." I said holy as I stripped off my jacket that was unfortably tight to the point of ripping with any movement I made.
From an outside perspective I probably looked like an adult now standing five and a half feet tall with a stupid amount of muscle definition. My face had gotten slightly more narrow as the st of that stubborn baby fat vanished as well. The words alpha and Omega didly mean what they did in standard text here. In truth alpha referred to the stro normal members of a given species. Omega however referred to those that were geically superior to the rest of the species, bigger, stronger and more dangerous at the same developmental stage.-
In my case I as a thirteen year old could pass for an adult due to my appeara once I actually became an adult I would be a hulking mountain of a man easily sidered superhuman. That was assuming I stopped getting more traits that improved my body anyways, spoilers I didn't pn on it.
"Like that buffoon Tue then?" The old man muttered falling deep in thought.
"Who the fucks Tue?" I asked Intrigued since if there was actually a human outlier they had to be an iing individual.
Outliers were supposed to be very fug rare, the perfect ditions aligning t them iend all that jazz. Obviously they could be "manufactured" as well through beneficial mutations caused by lucky inbreeding(all positive traits no bad ones) or exposure to mutative substances or a mixture of both. Those while outliers teo be ... unstable at best.
"Mister Tue high five Flexington or just Mr. Tue as everyone calls him is the face of the Tue corporation. A simple minded fellow that also happens to be seven and a half feet tall and covered in muscles. Supposedly he looked like an adult as a kid too, got made fun of for it if you believe the stories. Well he ied the explosive damage type that Tue ons now all sport and has been a fixture in the bordernds of the gaxy, which is to say here for decades now." Cy expined casually.
"He must have some awesome traits, wonder if I set up a meeting?" I muttered and Cy just chuckled.
"Not if Monty's got anything to say about it, small one sided feud siue used a Jakobs as the base for his explosive developments. Monty thinks he cheated the Jakobs corporation since he didn't sell it to us instead of Tue, personally I think it was a matter of venieher than malicious i." he said with a chuckle though the old man snorted angrily after having heard him.
