Edna was taking aim with the device when a student came running by, in a hurry to get to her locker before it was time for class. The girl coming barreling through the open courtyard in the center of the school where this was all going down, Abigail Thorsen. A young woman from a wealthy family, her parents from Finland, she born in the US. Abby's family had made it big through her Parents owning one of the biggest corporations of the world, making them quite powerful. Naturally, with as bright as she was, they wanted Abigail to attend a private school, or even be home schooled, though she wouldn't have any of it. Knowing that if she wished to succeed in life, that she would have to know how to deal with people, and not be pampered her entire life. Of course, with her parents being who they were, Abby was quick to make friends, as well as some enemies such as Heather. Although, one of her closer friends would be none other than the school punching bag, Edna. The two of them building somewhat of a friendly rivalry when it came to intellect, always trying to outsmart the other, or even outdo the other on report cards. Still, Abby joins the ranks of one of the few people that talk to Edna, and even fewer people to be a genuine friend to the geek girl. Of course, her parents concern for her well being might have been justified, because before Abby could even stop herself to apologize to Edna for running into her. The device would be turned onto her from it's holder being spun around from impact and Edna would accidentally press the button.
Edna could only stare on in horror at what she had just done, the purple glow of the device soon surrounding poor Abigail, and soon the device would go to work. Abigail's body would begin to expand, the small girl gaining mass as she grew and grew. The student body, including Heather could only look up, slack jawed at the sight. Not only was the ever small rich girl now eye level with them, but she was getting far bigger than that. Her body steadily climbing and fast. Many of the student body bolting in different directions, wanting nothing to do with Abigail as she passed the twenty foot mark and continued to climb. Soon that becoming nothing but a memory as she passed the hundred and fifty mark in an instant. All that left, standing between the safety of Abby's expanding shoes was Edna, Heather, Ruthie, and even Trish Pierce, the local delinquent of the school. All of them there for different reasons. Edna for starting this and feeling slightly guilty over doing this to a friend. Ruthie, because she didn't want to leave Edna behind to get crushed unknowingly by Abby. Heather and Trish both on the other hand, had only one thing on their mind, jealousy. Heather perhaps showing a shade of green the most as she had been jealous of Abby most of her life.
Not only was this girl rich, but she was a straight A student who seemed to never have to try much to get by. Meanwhile Heather had to do what she could to just scrape past the years. Not only that, but now, as Abby topped off her growth spurt, this used to be small runt, stood at an outstanding one-thousand feet tall and literally towered above not only the school, but the nearby city. Heather's immediate thought, and one shared by the scrapper beside her was "It should have been me!". Fortunately for Edna, perhaps due to the literal colossal distraction Abby was giving, Heather hadn't put two and two together, even with her opening her big mouth like some fool who calls out all her plans of attack before doing them, Edna could kick herself over that now. She still had a BIG problem to deal with, what to do next. Though she wouldn't be allowed much time to think on the matter as she could feel 2 pairs of eye's glaring right at her. Turning her head to the side, she let out a small yelp in shock to see Heather and Trish both glaring at her, practically salivating at getting their hands on the device. Edna would have no prayer of doing anything to stop them, or even outrunning them. Fortunately, Abby would save the day, albeit accidentally, as it would seem her new height wasn't settlign with her. She taking an unintentional step back from losing her balance momentarily and planting her old beat up chuck taylor of her right foot through the roof of the school. Demolishing many classrooms, and perhaps even ending several lives underneath her unforgiving tread.
The explosion of debris as well as the resounding Boom which followed was enough to grab their attention again, just long enough so that when they looked back, Edna and Ruthie were gone. Having fled to hide and not allow either of them a chance at the device. Edna now hiding behind a nearby pillar, holding on Ruthie's arm after pulling her away. Her breathing heavy as she took a quick peak around it, She still far enough away from Heather and Trish that they would not find her unless they looked hard enough, and still giving her a good shot of Abby. Though she could by hundreds if not thousands of feet away and still have a good view of her. Still the range of the device needed to be taken into account. Because as she stood there, she knew she needed to do something. On one hand she could try and bring Abby back down to size, which seemed the most logical. A quick scream and shout respectively from Heather and Trish would be enough to get her to look and see Heather and Trish on the ground. Heather frozen in fear whilst Trish held her ribs, both having been gently nudged by the tip of Abby's shoe, she still not having found her balance quite yet. Trish obviously taking the brunt of it as she seemed to be in pain. More importantly however, Abby's shoe began to raise again, and a shadow began to overtake the two. Heather could only scream as she held her hand up in a futile attempt to stop it if it came down on her. Trish on the other hand, a survivor was already doing her best to roll to the side and escape it.
This only brought the though to Edna's mind that stopping it was the right call, to reduce Abby before she turned either one or both of these women into a stain on the bottom of her massive show. They possibly not even registering to her, their pops not felt and the blood stain so miniscule she would have to be actively looking for them to what they used to be. Although on the other, she could allow things to play out, after all, it wasn't as if Heather and to a less degree Trish didn't deserve this. Not to mention Abby was her friend, and to a degree she felt she could trust her not to do anything to her intentionally. The only problem was, when you're as big as she is, things tend to happen on accident a lot. All that Edna knew was Heather was a sure fire goner if Abby's foot came down, though Trish looked like she would escape that fate, but depending on if her ribs were broken or merely bruised, that would dictate for how long she could continue living at this Goddess's shoes.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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