These people were not actually the originals, at most mental copies. Yet with David's Reality Alteration, they had gained bodies of their own, as well as their own memories. It would not exactly be wrong to call them the originals.
One after another, more than a dozen personalities were forced out. The ferocity in David's heart once again gained the upper hand. He bared his teeth at Daisy, and with his next palm strike, she knocked out a middle-aged man.
"Daisy, I'm your father... Do you remember the lullaby I sang to you when you were born?" The weathered, square-faced middle-aged man seemed to want to take her hand, humming a tuneless melody.
The affection in the man's eyes made Daisy instinctively take a step back. Then, a middle-aged Eastern woman emerged from his shadow. Her features were somewhat blurry, and all that could be seen was that she wore rather luxurious clothing. Their kindly expressions lasted only half a second before both faces twisted viciously, their four hands reaching for her like claws.
"Get lost! You're both already dead!... Kid, you'll regret this!" Golden energy suddenly erupted from Daisy, but the attack was all flash and little substance. She had barely put any force into it, only managing to drive the two back. Unease stirred in her heart, and the way she looked at David was full of hostility.
Jean's analytical abilities came in handy. Unlike Daisy, who had hundreds of thousands of agents under her command and knew countless people's dirty secrets, the X-Men and even the Avengers had never known her origins. Yet she knew everyone else extremely well. With David's power, Jean now saw the side of Daisy that she had buried deep in her heart, a side no one had ever known.
Jean analyzed quite