Spiked Girl

A girl sat before the interviewer with her legs crossed, her hands gently placed on her leg. She flipped her multicoloured hair off to the side, letting it fall behind her shoulder, where it reached the bottom of her shoulderblade. Her colours of brown, black, blonde, red, and pink were quite the target, but the skin tones were even more so, appearing like a person with vitiligo, just with more colours involved. Ranging from a pale Caucasian to a dark brown, to a yellower Asian tone, to an Indian brown, it was a sight to behold. Her colour-shifting eyes constantly cycled between different shades of blue, brown, green, and even a red. All of her was a mystery.

"Tell me, miss," the reporter said, looking through some records of the woman. "How exactly did you end up like this?"

An unexpected chorus of roughly twenty female voices spoke from one mouth. "How do I put this..."

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We were all single women, about the average age being 23. We were enjoying ourselves at a lively party, which one of us planned the week before. Alcohol, party games, and television were what was keeping us entertained. It was a wonderful get-together and we all were having a splendid time.

Apparently, someone that none of us know somehow got into the room we were in. No one knows how, no one knows for what reason, no one knows who. Apparently he spiked everything. Absolutely everything in the room. Sodas, alcohol, you name it. If it was a drink, it was spiked.

One of us reported a strange fizzing in a bottle of Coke about thirty minutes after said party started. Even with the cap closed, it seemed like someone had put an Alka-Seltzer tablet inside and opened the cap. That simply wasn't the case. We disregarded it and kept going on with the event.

Then one of us took a drink and immediately felt sick. Not sick as in vomit sick, but more nauseous. One by one, we all slowly fell into a nauseous state, to the point that none of us could see where we were stumbling. Whether it be coincidence or plan, we all ended up stumbling right into each other, where we all started to melt down into a large sludge. The sludge had every skin complexion in the group, plus every hair colour at one end.

Then the sludge started reworking our minds and reforming. The torso came first, then the legs, arms, head, hair,  and then the features. Even the red contacts someone was wearing became part of the human that would be me.

I slowly woke up, all of my components being dazed inside my head. Once I asked what happened, I covered my mouth. All twenty of my components' voices spoke at once. Suddenly, questions from my components arose in my head. How did this happen, what do we look like, how did our voices just speak like that... it was crazy. Once I went to a mirror, I gasped and almost cried. It was horrifying, disgusting, and impossible...

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"Okay, thank you for that," the interviewer said. "Would you like it if we said we found the man that amalgamated you together?"

The woman gasped and smiled. "Are you serious?"

The newswoman nodded and said, "Yes. He is a twenty five year old man who had the intent of making a freak out of individuals."

"Oh, I'm so relieved that he's arrested," the woman said.

"I know you are. What do I call you by the way?"

"Call me Hailee Viginti."

"Hailee. Call me Julie. Anyways, may I ask how your mind works now?"

"I can do that. So, when our minds fused into one brain, I basically ended up liking everything my components liked. Everything that we disliked in common, we dislike. So for example, if one of my components liked eggs and the rest of them don’t, we’d end up liking eggs. If we all dislike bullying, which we do, we dislike it. It’s that simple. This allows me to instantly make decisions like one human. This is why I use singular pronouns, since I’m technically one person.

“Though I’m not fully a combined version of my components. We can still talk amongst each other like the best friends we always were. We all just wish we could just…” Hailee then hugged herself smiling. “Mmmmm… we just want to be able to see ourselves again. We all feel closer. Wonderfully closer. We know everything everyone did. And to be honest, we kind of all love each other now.”

“That’s so sweet, Hailee,” Julie said with a smile on her face. “Another question. What do you plan to do with this?”

“I plan to live my life as a normal person. Sure, I look like an interesting one, and I definitely don’t sound like one, but I still want to tell people about my experiences with this. I want to make this known so that people can stay away from this. People get scared of me, and they really shouldn’t be. They should be scared of people like him. We want to help.”

“That’s so sweet of you all,” the reporter said, retaining her grin. “Now, I have some statements from the man that changed you.”

“Oh? Can you tell us?”

“Yes I can.” She pulled out a piece of paper with some writing on it.

“Dear girls,

I am truthfully sorry for what I have done to you. I only was aiming to make a human that would be one that doesn’t have to make decisions. Since you all are together, you are now closer than ever, and you don’t have to quarrel amongst yourselves.

Now, I do have something to tell you. Every full moon, you all will separate for three days. You will be brought back to your normal bodies when the sun goes down. Your body’s features may vary, but for the most part, they will be the same. A mental connection will remain, allowing you all to talk to each other, talk in unison like you are now, and possibly share dreams. Your likes and dislikes in your current state will stay the same, as I intended.

I hope this cheers you up a little bit. Stay strong, you girls.”

Hailee looked to be relieved and happy. She hugged herself with a big smile. “I’m so glad that he apologised,” she said. “I’m so happy that we’ll be able to be ourselves, though it may take a while… but we will be sure to stick by each other’s side until the end. We don’t want to leave each other.”

Julie smiled and said, “Your interview is over. Would you care for a small hug? You seem a bit tense.”

“I’m just excited, but I would love one,” Hailee said. Julie opened her arms and let the girl into them.