Felicity Monroe
Felicity was escorted back to her quarters after her daily session with Dr. Eastly where she was examined and prodded and tested. She had aged rapidly over the week and her body had aged to eleven years.
The blonde’s memories of her former life had returned but she felt different, Felicity didn’t feel need to make herself feel feel more superior than everyone else, she still had her self respect and ego but the latter had less control over her decisions and actions. Her mind felt clear, like what was holding her back as a man was no longer there.
Despite these mental advances her physical and social advantages as a man were completely gone, she could tell that others didn’t have the same respect for her that they did when she was a man.
The part she hated the most about this was how she was treated; the little girl was assigned armed protection and given special tudors like she was a helpless child, the fact that she had to wear a uniform like outfit consisting of a grey pinafore dress with a white blouse and black Mary Jane’s didn’t help. Her blonde hair was even braided into tight pigtails.
It was humiliating to be treated like a little girl when she used to be one of the chairmen of the board. She was promised her seat back when her body had finished maturing but she knew better. There were no women on the chairman’s board, subtle policies of blatant sexism and discrimination that kept women under the heel of the patriarchy at the Normal. Something she used to agree with and be more than happy with when she was a man. It is and always has been a boy’s club and now that she no longer fit into their little bubble there was no way they’d let her rejoin them.
When the little blonde girl got back to her room she went back to her pouting despite how even more childish it made her look. Felicity cleared her mind and tightened her small fist, slowly she could feel her hand grow warm, dark shadow-like energy gathered around her fist. But when she opened her eyes she lost control and the power faded.
Ever since she was resurrected there seemed to be this dark energy that flowed through her, Dr. Eastly theorized that it was a result of excessive energy from the man who killed her. The Lolita doctor explained that she also found small traces of life energy along with the death, it was part of the reason Felicity’s essence was able to be restored.
“Fuck! Why does it keep doing that!” She wined in her high pitched girly voice.
“Now that is not very ladylike.” Choon Hee said from the entrance to her room.
“I-I don’t care!” The little girl wined back.
The properly dressed kumiho walked up to her and lightly whacked the little got with her ruler she always carried when the two had their lessons.
“And keep your legs closed young lady, it is not very—“ the kumiho instructed but was cut off by the little girl.
“—not ladylike I know! What does it matter?!” Felicity interrupted.
“Because you will be a young woman soon and you cannot behave in an unfeminine way. It would not be very…normal.” She emphasized the last part with a stern look.
Felicia immediately closed her legs and placed her hands on her knees.
“Today is a very special day, today’s lesson will entail the most important part of a woman’s wardrobe: the high heels!” She announced and handed the girl a pair of 3 inch black heels.
“Aren’t I a little young to for this?” Felicity asked nervously.
“Of course not. Your lesson on periods was two days ago, you are already becoming a woman. Your body is going to finish maturing in less than two weeks, it is best to train your body to get used to them.” Choon Hee explained.
Felicity hated these feminine lessons that she was forced to take, it’s like they were reminding her of her new station in life, they might as well just tell her she couldn’t be a member of the board, at best she could hope to become a board member’s personal secretary.
The thing Felicity never understood was why one of the Boss’s bodyguards was giving her these lessons, Choon Hee seemed to read hee mind and placed her soft, perfectly manicured hand on the girl’s head.
“Do you know I have no free will? It was taken from me and I could not be happier!” She smiled.
Felicity remembered hearing something like that before but seeing her declare it so proudly was quite disturbing.
“Just think of becoming a prim and proper lady as the removal of your own free will. Men are our superiors, it is only natural for us women to submit. If you just accept it, you will be much happier, like me.” She continued.
The blonde’s heart sank and she became pale. When she was a man, Felix was never the champion for women’s rights but as Felicity she now had her eyes open to the truth behind the Normal. Felix never really spared much thought to the Normal and their crusade against anything inhuman, he just wanted power. Felicity now realized that the Normal wanted to control all of humanity, to shape it into a society of traditional, rigid normality. One devoid of free will and opinions, one where everyone was the same and stupid and…normal.
Felicity faked a smile and got through her lessons with Choon Hee. After the woman had left, the girl closed her eyes and tried to summon the strange power she now had. But every time she lost focus and her power would fade. Only after she was sneaking through the halls did she realize that she planned to escape.