Polyhymnia O'Keefe Wakes Up As Scorpion

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I woke up, alone, but only mildly disappointed by that fact. I knew I'd be seeing Zell early on. I sat up, stretched, and rolled my shoulder to work out a twinge. As I put my hand on my shoulder, I suddenly realized I wasn't wearing my nightshirt. Then, when Iooked down at myself, I suddenly realized I didn't have any breasts.

"Oh, no! Not again!"

My hand immediately went to my throat. The last time the Island had taken my breasts away, it had de-aged me to a twelve-year-old. My twelve-year-old self sang soprano. That was no soprano.

"What?" I said huskily. "Hey! What?!"

I jumped out of bed, and found myself wearing black boxer shorts. And surprisingly hairy legs. I looked up as I contemplated this revelation. Then I looked down. Biting my lip, I reached down and gently touched the area between my legs...

"Oh, my God!"

Mirror. I needed a mirror! But this man I inhabited didn't have a mirror! Typical male! Could this day get any worse?!

I ran out of the hut in search of a mirror -- and immediately clonked my head on a low branch.

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Clutching my forehead, I look over at the newcomer. My brow furrows, as I don't recognize the woman. But clearly she knows me. Or, rather, who I'm in at the moment.

Then I registered what she'd called me.

"Whoa, wait. I'm Scorpion?" I looked down at myself. I'd met the guy once. He'd been fighting with Sonya. It had been a little awkward, but he'd seemed okay. He was also much taller and so much more fearsome that I thought I was letting the side down just being inside here.

I look up at the woman, desperate. "The Island's done something. I've woken up in Scorpion's body. I want my old body back!"

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It was so strange hearing 'him' talk in that manner. He was usually so calm, even when angry-which actually only made him appear more intimidating from the outside.

"Join the club..." She tried to hold back calling him 'honey'-this wasn't scorpion (just his body) and she wouldn't call him an endearment at a moment like this. "Just who are you, really?"

Good god, this would've been so much easier if she didn't sound like some blonde stereotype.

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"I'm..." I begin, then stumble a little. It feels odd introducing myself in this new body. Like a strange new form of nudity. "I'm Polly," I said. I cocked my head. "You?"

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Well this was just peachy.

She let out a huff, thinking just how wrong this was: bad enough this wasn't scorpion, it was a young woman in his body.

That in of itself was so many shades of wrong.

"Sonya. Now for gods sake could we get you in some clothes." Not that she didn't mind him walking around like that, but not like this.

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I jerked up. "Sonya!" The woman who'd saved my life from that maniac. Then I took in -- really took in -- the woman in front of me. I blinked. "Sonya!" Then I winced. "Oh, no, not you too!"

At her mention of clothes, I looked down at myself. "Clothes. Right. Good idea. I may need help." I turned to march right back into Scorpion's hut, and whacked my head on a low branch. Again.

I looked up from my place on the ground. "Ow!"

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Sonya resisted the urge to run a hand over her face.

"Yes, me too."

"Lets, just go in. And try to not hurt yourself."

When this was all back to normal, she promised herself not to go into details about this-it would make Scorpion commit hari kiri for sure.