Oc Backstory- Taylor - Part 2
Taylor took a deep breath. His parents were just inside the building he was facing, and he didn't know how he'd explain his encounter with the odd substance, and consequently his physical changes. Sunbeam, the city's superhero, was waiting with him. Hopefully she'd be able to help explain what happened.
He knocked on the door, and his father opened the little peephole he used to find out who was knocking. He heard him shout to his mother, and then speak to them.
"Please wait a little bit, I will open the door for you in a moment." He said, and walked away quickly.
After a little bit, his father came back and opened the door. His father, the villain called Nightingale, was wearing civilian clothes and a nervous expression as he let Sunbeam and Taylor inside. He paused, looking at Taylor for a good few minutes, and his face went white in shock.
"Taylor?? My boy, what happened?" He cupped his son's scaly blue cheeks with worry.
"It's a long story, if you have time to hear it." Sunbeam said, a soft expression of pity on her face.
"Yes, yes please sit down, make yourself comfortable. I'll go get my wife." He said nervously.
A few minutes later, Taylor's mother walked in the room. She was the villain called Heron. She was wearing her civilian clothes as well, and rushed to Taylor to scoop him up in a hug.
"Alright so... Here's what happened." Sunbeam sighed. "Taylor was ah, chasing a few of Hound's henchmen. I assume you know he's enrolled as a hero, right?" His parents hesitantly nodded. "During that, one of his teammates, his friend, pushed him off a ledge into some sort of... Odd liquid. We're unsure where it came from or what exactly it does, but when he was rescued from it his appearance had changed. It is him, but a lot of his genetic makeup has permanently changed. He'll still be able to attend school safely, but his identity as a hero will be in jeopardy. It's completely his decision if he wants to continue, and we will inform his school of the current situation." She finished.
His parents fidgeted, and gave each other a soft look.
"Thank you for telling us. We'll... Figure things out somehow." His father smiled, and gave Taylor a hug. He shook Sunbeam's hand as she left, and finally, as she got into the car and drove away, his parents relaxed.
"This is going to complicate things, isn't it hun?" Heron sighed. "Here, Baby, let's get you a snack. You don't have to come to the meeting tonight if you don't want to... But please call us if anything strange happens while we're gone." She ruffled his hair.
"I knew this hero business was dangerous..." Nightingale sighed.
"So is being a villain." Heron reminded him.
Taylor ate his snack, and watched his parents, now in villain attire, exit the building to attend their meeting with the other villains. Once they were gone, he trotted up the stairs to his room and flopped down on his bed. He opened his phone, looking at his friends' posts about this new anti hero called Mist. It wasn't very interesting, so he put his phone back down and rolled over.
"Hey. Psst. You!" A voice whispered. Taylor peered around his room, startled. "Over here." The voice snickered.
Taylor followed the sound, and was shocked to find a face staring back at him from his shadow.
"Hi." it chuckled, shifting slightly. "I'm a symbiote." It answered Taylor's question before he even asked it.
"L-like Venom? From the comics?" Taylor asked.
"Nah. Not really. I don't eat a lot." It replied, lifting itself a little bit out of his shadow.
Taylor hesitantly reached forward and touched it. It felt cool to the touch, and soft. Like mist but not wet. Powder? It took the form of something resembling an anthropomorphic dinosaur, sitting in front of him. It was all black, except for its blank white eyes and perpetual grin.
"Do you have a name?" Taylor questioned, tilting his head.
"No, not really. My last host called me biscuit, I think. I don't like it..." The creature sunk back into Taylor's shadow.
"Oh." Taylor said, twitching his fins. He thought for a moment, wide blue eyes seeming to peer into its soul. "How about... Onyx?" He suggested.
It pondered, but finally chuckled. "Sure, kid. You can call me Onyx."
Taylor smiled, and folded his legs. "Sooo, are you like, magic?" He asked.
"No...? Maybe. I dunno, kid. I mean, I can technically control your body if you let me, but otherwise I'm just a thing in your shadow. And until you die, I will remain there." Onyx replied.
"Really??" Taylor asked, eyes wide.
"Uh. Yeah. You're uh, taking this information pretty well actually. Most people freak out." It said.
"Oh, I'm still figuring out the whole 'i'm a fish now' thing. A symbiotic entity named Onyx living in my shadow is the least of my concerns right now." Taylor explained. "Why me though? Are you able to choose who you attach to?"
It sighed, but answered. "To a certain extent. My previous host died in that there odd goop. It wouldn't take me, so I was rather stuck in that cave there. I happened to be dying at the time you showed up, so could either die, or inhabit your shadow. I chose you over death. I'm just glad that you're pretty chill about it." Onyx smiled.
"To be honest i'm not sure it's all sunk in yet." Taylor said, staring blankly at the wall. He blinked and refocused on Onyx. "Well, I'm going to bed. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, kid." Onyx said, melting into Taylor's shadow.
Taylor fell asleep relatively fast, slipping into a dream that seemed like reality before everything happened.
