Wonderland comes to Brockton Bay

"This is Shadow Stalk- Oh shit! The Fuck was that?! I repeatq, this is Shadow Stalker, there is some sort of new trigger, the girl Taylor Hebert is some sort of Shaker, I don't know what the hell this is but I need backup now! Wait, what the fuck are you!? No! Get away you fucking cat!"

Armsmaster clicked the recording off as both the Wards and a few members of the local Protectorate looked at him with a quizzical expression on their faces. The dour tinker sighed and began explaining.

"This call was received at approximately 8 am this morning, Shadow Stalker reported a new and hostile parahuman by the name of Taylor Hebert, I arrived on scene just under 18 minutes later to find a small number of students huddled in the parking lot."

Armsmaster gestured at a nearby parking lot where a half dozen students were huddled together. One odd boy however was taking almost, wistful looks back towards the brick and mortar form of Winslow.

"After ascertaining their health and wellbeing I gathered what information I could, and then sent a remote viewer inside in order to gather information as too how far the suspect had been able to twist the environment. We lost contact after a few moments, but we were able to confirm that the inside of the school is habitable and that it has changed with extra sections and rooms popping up along with other spacial anomalies. We are here to ascertain the location of any survivors as well as dealing with Taylor Hebert, a provisional kill order has been authorized if she cannot be talked down. Questions?"

Aegis, the leader of the wards spoke up.

"What are her rankings?"

"Current ranking is Shaker 8. Any other questions?"

No other questions came up, so Armsmaster shouldered his Halberd.

"Alright then, Wards, you are under Miss Milita's command for the duration, Protectorate members with me. Lets go."

And with that, they entered Winslow.

The hero blinked slightly as they entered into a simple hallway that ended in a intersection. In the middle of it stood a sign post. On it were three signs pointing off In different directions. An arrow that pointed off to the left read 'sanewards', a wooden hand that read 'towards justice' and a final sign that bended and twisted in angles and shapes that made the eyes water before spiraling into a spike that protruded towards the central hallway with the letters 'insanity' all along the side.

The hero approached the intersection warily, and then stopped as a something appeared in a puff of purple and black smoke.

As it cleared, it revealed a girl dressed in a simple purple and black striped dress and tights, her black hair falling messily to the small of her back. What wasn't simple was the black and purple tail or extra set of cat ears coming off the top of her head.

The cat girl noticed the staring heroes and waved cheerily at them, her yellow yellow eyes glinting.

"Hello ladies and gentlefolk! I am Cheshire, now who are all of you?"

Armsmaster stepped forward, his halberd in one hand.

"Are you Taylor Hebert? I ask because your facial structure is a 90% match for hers."

Cheshire giggled.

"I suppose I am in a matter of speaking, but there are a lot of Taylors around here if you get my meaning."

Armsmaster scowled.

"I don't. Explain."

Cheshire laughed outright, and then did something that shocked the watching heroes, the cat girl calmly lifted her head off her shoulder, and then began juggling it, still laughing.

"Oh calm do calm down! No need to loose your head after all! What would you like to know?"

Armsmaster turned to look at Miss Milita who shrugged, he turned back to Cheshire who was still juggling her giggling head around.

"What do you mean you are Taylor Hebert in a matter of speaking?"

Cheshire smoothly paced her head back on top her body before speaking, her legs calmly swinging as she sat on top of the sign post.

"Its quite simple really. Taylor had a rather bad day." Cheshire's eyes seemed to glow a lambent yellow for a moment as she spoke. "And so in order to save her, Wonderland came to her, and now she has been split into many different Taylors."

Armsmaster frowned. That sounded like a trigger event, an especially bad one if what he understood from this Taylor was right, it had been bad enough to somehow split the original Taylor's body or personality.

"How many are there?"

Cheshire thought about it for a moment before she started counting them off on her fingers.

"The Mad Hatter and the March Hare, The Walrus and the Carpenter, The Tweedles, The White Rabbit, The caterpillar, and the Red and White queens respectively."

Armsmasters eyebrow rose.

"Not you?"

Cheshire shrugged as she burst out laughing. After a few moments of bright laughter, Armsmaster asked another question.

"And where are the students?"

Cheshire jumped up, standing up on the narrow pole that made up the sight post and pointed in either direction, and then showed her casual disregard for the laws of nature yet again as another hand sprouted from her back and pointed behind her.

"They are in every direction, some at tea parties, some in captivity, some at the run, and some in the army."

"And where is Shadow Stalker?"

Cheshire froze, her smile frozen on her face, her tail frozen behind her, she finally hissed at the heroes.

"Of course she would be your priority wouldn't she?"

And a purple and black all of smoke suddenly consumed the Heroes, sending them each elsewhere.