Teresa had always been really strong for her age. Superhumanly strong, even. You wouldn't know it at first
from her cute, lithe body and angelic face. In elementary school, she had used her strength to become the
resident bully hunter, defending those weaker and smaller than herself against those who would prey on them.
She got in trouble for her soliciting playground security services all the time, but it was worth it. There
was this one boy, Adam, who was this big, fat kid who got transferred to Teresa's school one year, and heard
about her reputation. He pinned her against a wall one day, and got five broken ribs for his troubles.
"Honey, you don't know your own strength! That boy was sent to the hospital!" said her mother.
"I'm-I'm sorry mom. I just hit him once! I was defending myself!"
"Honey, isn't there any other way you can do that without drawing such a presence to yourself?"
Teresa had tried long and hard to do just that. To be peaceful, or at least discreet about her methods. She
failed. No matter how old she was, her need to protect the weak against bullies was always there, and she
always took the direct route with them. Eventually, this would culminate into her having a mild sadistic
streak that preceded her all throughout her yoith. Bullies were all the same, she thought. Little bastards
beyond redemption, and they needed to be punished by Teresa by any means necessary. Staring into the abyss for
so long you could say had partly made her into what she despised. You see, it was around thirteen years of age
when she starting seriously becoming attracted to other kids, in her case she happened to like other girls.
After defending one girl from harm by a particularly mean bully, she would turned this traumatizing situation
around into a romantic opportunity. This girl she saved, Eliza, was also a lesbian.
Eliza's mom eventually discovered burn marks and lacerations on her daughter's body, and knew that it had to
have come from Teresa. During one of their slumber parties, probably. Teresa's mom was told by Eliza's mom in
no uncertain terms that she didn't want their daughters seeing each other anymore. Teresa was upset at the
news, and so was Eliza, who had mixed feelings about Teresa. Though Teresa did have a dark side to her, almost
like a werewolf that pops out every so often, Eliza thought of her as more of less a sweet person who had a
lot of wisdom. She would sometimes describe Teresa as "an old soul". It was this "wisdom" that also troubled
Teresa's parents. She would often speak of events off hand that had happened decades ago that she couldn't
have known about, either because they were too obscure or personal to be known about, or her level of detail
when describing them was eerily accurate. Under hypnosis, Teresa described her previous life, being born in
the 1920's and having a rather ordinary life as a nurse until one day a woman calling herself a Magical Fairy
Princess came inside her home with her daughter. The daughter she recalled had wings that allowed her to fly,
and when pressed for a name by the hypnotist, she recalled that the little girl's name was Diane Smith, and
the mother's name was Jen Smith. This 'Jen Smith' really did have magic powers. Eventually, Teresa was
transformed by the "fairy princess" into her musclebound security guard, and that she also had a lover named
Consuela. Consuela, like Eliza, was Mexican. Teresa always had a bit of a fetish for Hispanic girls. But
that's where the past life memories ended.
Needless to say, these results were disturbing to all involved.
Nineteen year old Teresa may have found her answer to the missing memories. On Cyoc.net one night was an
advertisement to pre-order for something called the Chronivac 4.0. Teresa clicked on the link...