Ultimate Power Ch. 01

*This story was inspired by a good friend Gigi1995 *

My name is, or rather was, Ginny Hestor. I am not ashamed of my name never have, though others made fun of it and me.

I had just graduated from school, had actually landed a job in an office typing, filing whatever I could. I wasn't the prettiest nor had I tried to be.

I had survived bullying better than most. I had actually tried to fight back. I was hurt badly enough that no less than five of the rich and cool girls were expelled and failed.

I had thought that was the end of it, after I got out of the hospital, I was wrong. Apparently, the story got around that I had instigated the confrontation.

This was rapidly disproved with the extent of the injuries. There was also the video footage that almost completely disappeared. My Dad had a copy and went to the press.

Apparently, the father of the rich instigator had tried to make all this disappear. He was later arrested for interfering in a police investigation.

I knew that if he had gone to this much trouble he would go further. Not so much him, but his daughter would come after me.

I was on the way home in my little car. I heard a powerful car come up behind me at a rapid speed. I knew I was in trouble when it came up beside me and tried to force me off the road.

I knew all five of the girls in the car as it passed me, then slammed on the brakes. Somehow, I missed them and stayed on the road.

I then took off away from them, they right on my bumper. I then heard the others in the back start yelling.

"Throw it, after she's dead we'll be good," I heard the rich leader of them shout.

They again pulled beside me as something flew in the window, striking me in the side of the head. I screamed as whatever it was burned my face and eyes.

I turned away from them as I heard all of them laugh evilly as the pain grew. The last thing I saw before my sight ended was a large oak tree that I was heading straight for.

I remember striking the tree, I remember smelling the gas, then the smoke. I was lying in the grass a great distance from the car. I swear I heard all five of them get out walking to what was left of my car.

"You see her? I hope the hell the bitch burns to death after costing me John. I wanna hear her scream in agony, remember if she tries to get out, throw her pissant ass back into the flames!" I heard the leader hiss.

We were close enough to town that the sounds of sirens scared the five back into their car and left in a hurry.

The last thing I heard that I would remember for a long time was the hideous laughter of the five. I awoke several days later strapped into a hospital bed.

A nurse ran to grab a few doctors who I heard come in. My entire face was bandaged, and I was in a great deal of pain. My entire face was barely numb though pain radiated away from it all over.

When I was finally able to talk, I identified all five of the self-righteous females. I was told a few days later that all five had vanished. My father helped to keep the police looking, but after two weeks there was still nothing.

I was there for several months just for the reconstruction of my face. My eyes were still there; they just refused to work.

Another three months I was finally released, sightless. Dad took me home. My mother helped though I felt babied. I remembered how to do things; I just didn't have the sight to aid me.

I was finally allowed to take a bath. I was so damn tired of sponge baths. I sat in the tub trying to relax, not sure if I was alone, then scared I was.

The sheriff's department said that after six months they still had no leads of the five. I sighed as I dunked my head into the water, then felt a tingling. It didn't hurt, it just tingled.

It actually felt pretty good, then I swear that I could see, just for a moment, it was all light blue I saw. Then it was gone, though the tingling was still there.

I stood thinking I needed to call mom to get me out, thinking I needed my towel. I felt something soft go around my shoulders. I grabbed it, shocked that it was my towel.

I started to dry myself all over, then I wished I could get out. I was suddenly floating out of the tub, gently coming to stand on the bathmat.

OK, I thought when had I been able to levitate, that could come in handy, I thought. I then walked slowly to the wall, feeling my way to the door. I remembered that my room was left out of the bathroom.

That's when I heard my parents down the hall. "We need to get help with her, she is only going to be a burden," I heard my mother say.

"She's not a burden she's our daughter, where are you going?" I heard my dad saying.

"I'm leaving, I can't take it, looking at her scared face, her helpless state. You stay with her if you can. I can't allow what's left of her to drag me down," I heard my mother say.

That's when I heard a slap, then a thud into the wall. "You bitch!" I heard dad say, "She's your daughter, not something to just throw away!"

"The hell with you, son of a bitch! You keep her, I am gone!" Then the door slammed, and it was just me and dad. I thought, I hope she falls down and breaks an arm. There was suddenly a scream, then a sickening snap, then more screaming.

I heard Dad run to the door, open it, then close it again. I shook my head as I thought I hope it wouldn't heal for a very long time.

I then went into my room to get dressed, that's when I heard dad come upstairs. He went to the bathroom, then his panicked voice said, "Ginny! Where are you hon!"

It seemed dad was panicking more when I didn't answer immediately.

"I'm in my room getting dressed dad. Sorry I didn't drain the tub," I said.

"It's alright, do you need help dressing?" he asked.

I thought about it for a moment as I pulled a shirt over my head. "I might in a few minutes dad," I said as I felt a pair of pants on the bed no panties. (I didn't like how they restricted me.)

I managed to get them up over my ass, then somehow got the button through the hole. "OK dad, come in," I said, as I could feel that dad was depressed.

I swear I could almost see his face break into a smile when he saw me. That was 'til he saw that I didn't have a bra on. This was more apparent because my nipples were trying to poke through my shirt.

"You're going to give your old man a heart attack, dressed like that," he said.

"Why dad? I hardly have anything there, just an A cup, nothing to see," I said.

"Still, I'm not supposed to see that," he said.

"Not that it matters, dad, but we've seen each other naked at the nudist colony. I don't think it's a big deal," I said.

"I know baby, but you can't see now, I can, and I am still your father," he said. Oh! Shit he was serious; he used the f word.

"You know, it's a shame that the rich can get away with hurting people like she and her friends did. I wish I could make them feel the pain that I am and did," I told dad.

Dad sighed, "I wish it also. I have found that in this world that the rich are very seldolm held accountable for their actions. I agree that those bitches need to pay for what they did to you."

I smiled as I thought for a moment that I could see just where one of the rich girl's friends were. I then saw that she was working in a warehouse. Smiling, I saw a stack of product that she was responsible for.

I was smiling bigger as I waited, then made it all fall ruined. She was immediately blamed. I did my best not to laugh as she was berated like she had me. This time, though, it was adults that controlled her job.

Unfortunately, that was all I could do, for some reason I felt that I had to go there. I thought it over for two days, trying to think of a way to get to where she was.

I mean I was in a mid-sized city in the mid-west. I felt this bitch was in one of the rich girl's family's warehouses much further north. I had to get closer a lot closer if I wanted this bitch to really pay. I wanted her to know all the pain I had felt and survive.

So, I started to plan, I started to get as much money as I could. I smiled as I thought the bastard father of the rich leader was out, he had plenty. I should have him pay my way there.

The whole next week, I concentrated on getting him to send me there. I wanted him to start to suffer for what he had tried to do to Dad.

I smiled as I saw that he resisted, though it became less each day. Finally, a week later he had signed for me, an unknown to him, to fly in his jet to where she was.

He even had a car pick me up at his expense. Less than an hour later I was winging my way further north.

Even as we landed, I felt my influence over her grow twice as strong. Now I thought the real revenge could start.

I knew I was going to have to be careful as the power had grown. I guess it was like a muscle, the more you use it, the stronger it gets.

I waited 'til she was off ready to go home. The first thing I did was to cause her car to not start. Then her cell and every phone she used did not work. Then, as she tried to walk home, I compelled all to call her a whore as they passed.

Then I thought that the best thing was to have her lose the man she was hoping to elevate her status. Fat chance, I thought, as I had the male in question, reject and curse her as a cheating whore publicly.

I sat in the hotel room savoring all that I had done to her, but it still wasn't enough. She had the mental pain now. I think it was time for the physical pain.

The next day at work, she started to receive cuts up and down her arms. Then she got a few faint cuts on her face, which really messed up what beauty she had.

I didn't want to kill her, no I was far kinder to let her live with what she would have done. No, the one I wanted was the leader. That privileged, little, self-righteous, bitch had the most coming. Well, her and her father, possibly her family.

I was still gathering evidence against them. So far, I had her father and her grandfather, plus a good bit on her great-grandfather.

It appeared that the family had been cheating people back as far as the 1800S. I had part of the family, but I wanted them as poor as I could get them. I wanted all their other victims to get their money back.

I had a lot to do, and I was just getting started. I had already started to unhinge the first girl, though I was far from finished. I started to let her dream about the day they ran me off the road.

The thing I did was let it be her instead of me that was at the wheel. Blind, helpless, hearing her friends say she was worthless, that she needed to die because they only placated her.

The next morning, I made it a point for her to see me at her work, a good distance away. I was standing there pointing a finger at her as she screamed. I then blanked myself to not be seen as she called for others.

When they appeared, no one saw me and were starting to look at her as if she was nuts. She'd almost said that it was the girl that had almost died, when they ran her off the road.

I was smiling harder as I felt her sanity slip a bit. No, I didn't want her dead. I wanted her to suffer humiliation and despairs untold.

I did this every day for almost a week before she started to crack. Finally, they took her away to be evaluated, as you can guess that didn't go too well. When they placed her on mood-altering drugs, I nodded, almost done.

This time I went to her home. I appeared to her, showing her the dream several times. I let loose all the pain I had felt, all the hopeless everything I had gone through. I asked her if she was proud to destroy another person like that.

I kept that up 'til she finally cracked, and they put her in a mental facility. I visited her a last time as I whispered in her ear.

"I hope you know that the others will be joining you soon. They are all guilty, and they will all pay for the sins that they committed. I am through with you, have fun alone as you five left me," I whispered, then left.

I smiled as she started to scream at the top of her voice, that I was there with her. That I was tormenting her.

I made my way to the jet that was waiting. I had gotten a bead on where another of them were. This one almost had an influence, so I'd have to tread softer with her.

I went back home to plan. I figured I needed to check on dad anyway. I wasn't about to leave him to the mercy of the leader girl's father.

I knew that I could rely on him to ferry me across the US and the world if need be. I already knew what I was going to do to the last of the five. I just hoped that she was starting to shake in her pants at what was coming.

I tried to keep tabs on her father as I knew he had a hand in her and the rest getting away. I also had a plan to destroy him though I was going slow.

I wanted him to know that his precious princess was the main reason that he was going away. I was going to make sure that that asshat never got out again. I also planned for him to have a cellmate that would use his ass many, many times.

As for his supreme bitch of a daughter? Oh, the things I was going to do to her. Though for now, I had to plan on the last three before I moved on to her.

I was rocked out of my thoughts as the jet landed. As I expected, there was a car waiting for me. I was worried about what dad would think when I told him what I was doing.

When I got home, I sat down with him and started at the beginning. He was shocked and at first 'til I levitated him and let him see what I had before I had the accident.

To say that he was angry was pale to what he actually felt. "I am glad that the first is paying for what she did, though the rest might be aware now. If she tells the others, they might be ready," he said.

"She won't, and I'm not expecting the others to visit her. If they do, I have made sure that I was notified," I told dad.

Further north, where I had left from a few hours ago, a woman was visiting the psych ward. The woman calmly walked the halls as she was led to a room.

She looked in before the door was opened, admitting her. Her eyes went wide, and she saw that her friend had apparently gone mad or lost her mind.

Then she heard the woman mumbling under her breath, "She was here. She was here, no one saw her. She took everything no one saw her," she looked up seeing her friend. "Run, she's after all of us, RUN!"

After that, she was unintelligible. Screaming, trying to crawl into a corner. Still saying that she was invisible and was out for all of them.

The visitor left shaking her head, she hadn't gotten much more out of her. She pulled her cell, dialing an exclusive private number.

"Yeah, I saw her. She's about lost it, yeah, I checked. She lost her fiancé, her car, her place, her job and finally her mind. All I got out of her was that we should run, that she was after all of us. No, I couldn't get a name out of her, especially after they sedated her," the visitor said.

She listened to what was being said, nodded, then left as quickly as she could.

If what the leader had said was true, they had a hell of a lot of work to do. Someone really bad was after them, someone that had even the leader afraid.

She got a plane, getting out of there as fast as she could. Thinking she was safe, she had no idea that I had already detected her.

Back home, I stopped and smiled as I felt another of those responsible for my pain. Yes, I thought, lead me to the others. She was a lot worse than the last.

I smiled as I told my dad that I had to go in a day or two. I felt the worry of her and felt the cell call she'd made to the leader.

Huh, I thought, I heard all that, that bitch of a leader had said. Bad, Me, no, I wasn't the bad or evil one.

I talked things through with my dad, who suggested letting the law. I shook my head no. These wenches deserved all and more that they had got and were going to get.

Dad sighed as he hugged and held me. "Baby, revenge can change a person. I know, I know they more than deserve it. I am just afraid that it will change you to the point that you are not you anymore."

"I know Dad, that's why I came back, you are my rock. You are the only one that can keep me sane, keep me centered. If it wasn't for you, I'm not sure if I'd be sane anymore," I said.

"I just want you to be my little girl when all of this is over. That's the main thing, come back to me before you go too far, OK?" Dad said.

"As I said, Dad, you are the one thing that keeps me anchored. If not for you and I thought mom, I wouldn't have made it. I was scared beyond normalcy, I love you dad and I will always come back to you," I said.

I saw that there were tears in his eyes after I had said that. In a voice that was almost too low to hear, I heard him say, "I'm not sure what I'd do if I lost you. I do love you," then he held me in a huge hug. A hug that seemed to make all the pain, all the world to fade 'til it was just us.

After we broke apart, I went up to bed, though for a while I couldn't sleep as I saw the next one where she was. I had followed her from the airport, so I had a good idea where she was.

I could see the worry that she was feeling. I swear that she thought that I was going to kill her, no though she might wish it.

I found that the next day, it was far easier to influence the father. I had decided that I needed to wait a few days since she was almost expecting something.

I also had the father send a man with a large amount of money near the house. I thought cash was a good move, very, very hard to trace.

I gave it to dad, whose mouth was open. "It was given to me, dad, don't worry, no one remembers. I hope it helps you," I said as I went in.

My dad put almost half of it in his bank account. He then tried to act normal the next few days before I left.

I had tried to think of everything that I'd need when I got there. Thankfully, dad thought of more than a few things that I'd need. This included a motel, dining, and money if I needed anything else.

The leader girl's father was even more compliant than he'd been before. I thought it was ironic that he, who had hidden her, was helping me find her. Though for now, as each that went to the wayside, I wanted her to feel the noose tightening on her throat.

I wanted each subsequent girl to worry nearly to death before I caught up to them. I laughed as I felt the latest I was after fear and anxiety amped up higher. It seemed the longer I waited to more, the worse she got.

This made me smile as I thought, don't worry, I'll get to you soon enough. Finally, I was ready to go three days later.

I kissed dad as I walked out sensing the car in the driveway. Strange, I couldn't see at all, though I could sense everything that was around me.

As I said, it was like a blue mist that almost spoke to me about what was there. It wasn't actually seeing, but it was damn close.

At the airport, I thought that I hadn't scrubbed a few minds when I had the father get on board. He actually walked past me and sat. I thought he would change the flight plan, but he was going where I was.

I released the breath I had been holding as the jet taxied, and we were airborne. I didn't talk to the father, and he didn't talk to me. I actually preferred it that way. Still, I was half expecting him to talk.

Even when we landed, I got nothing from him, good.