The Life of an Overpowered Elf

Bree was sipping some coffee as she and Olu sat in the dining hall; Annie had been with them but was now in the maid's bedroom sitting on the large Bean bag that made up her bed; she had nothing on, something that would have been embarrassing for most but as Annie was a doll she had nothing to be embarrassed about.

"I'm gonna be late," She complained; across from her, Bella and Zoey were hard at work cleaning up an orange stain on Annie's patchwork Maid's outfit.

"You're the moron who spilled Orange juice all over her front," Zoey spat back. "Just be happy we were able to clean it off of your chest before it could stain,"

"I don't stain," Annie shot back. "My fabric skin is just as washable as your skin,"

"Yeah? Well, your outfit isn't," Bella said in an irritable tone, as she used an item similar to a clothing Iron mixed with a sponge on the maid uniform, "Some of it's coming off. Still, some patches are really holding the stain in," Bella violently used the cleaning tool and pressed hot water, soap, and stain remover into the uniform, steaming it dry just as fast as she made it wet.

"I can't get this out," Bella cried out. "Annie, you're gonna have to wear something else," There was a moment of silence before Bella frowned, "Wait, do you have anything?"

Annie frowned and put her hand to her forehead for a moment, "Well, I vaguely remember that I used to wear a different outfit before Mistress Bree had any maids," Annie frowned as she tried to remember it, the memory oddly hazy, as though she was trying to remember being a different person. "I can't seem to remember what it was or where it might be,"

"You are one of Mistress Bree's oldest creations," Bella muttered, "It could be she didn't breathe full life into you when you were first created because she lacked the power to do so; I vaguely recall hearing Mistress Bree once say an NPC without a Bio has no personality,"

"A What without what?" Annie asked in confusion.

"I'm not sure what it stands for, but she used to use NPC to refer to us before we came to this land," Bella thought for a moment before shaking her head. "I can't remember a time when you didn't dress in this uniform," Bella looked to Zoey, who simply shook her head.

"Don't look at me; I was Mistress Bree's eleventh Creation. I've only been alive for four years at this point,"

"Dang it, who would remember?" Bella muttered, "Annie, you were Mistress Brees's third Creation, right? Any idea who the first two were?"

"I'm pretty sure she made Sheepy First and Orion Second," Annie decided after some thought, "But I doubt either would remember,"

"We only have an hour before you're to leave with the Mistress," Zoey noted. "We'll just have to ask them if they know what might have become of your original outfit,"

"Alright, I'll go ask," Annie said as she got up and made her way to the door.

"Put something on," Bella and Zoey called out to her as they rushed to stop her from walking around in her shameless nudity.

Annie grumbled as she tightened the plain white bathrobe that Zoey had grabbed from the third floor.

"Sheepy is in the Dining hall with Mistress Bree, so we'll go find Orion first," Bella decided, "We'll just have to find him. First, we should look-"

"Orion is still asleep in his room," Beth said, startling all three maids.

"Why in the name of our Mistress are you so quiet?" Zoey demanded.

"If we were caught stealing food, we were whipped without mercy for the sin of thievery," Beth replied simply. "And we were fed very little on a daily basis; the only way to survive to adulthood was either by being strong enough to survive the lashing or being stealthy enough not to get caught,"

"Alright, maybe tell Mistress Bree about that," Bella recommended, seeing the opportunity to distract her Mistress Long enough to talk to Sheepy without being noticed.

"Very well then," Beth said as she proceeded to walk into the Dining room.

"Alright, let's go talk to Orion. Hopefully, Beth's sob story will make Bree want to shower her with attention. She'll leave the dining hall long enough for us to return and question Sheepy," The Trio all rushed up to the fourth floor and quickly found Silver and Orion's room; Zoey banged on the large Door, and Orion opened it after the third knock.

"Orion sleeps," he complained.

"Orion, you're one of Mistress Bree's oldest creations. Do you remember what Annie wore when she was first made and where it might have gone?"

Orion stared at them for a moment, his eyes seemingly glazed over; Zoey was ready to call it a failure and go to Sheepy, then Orion actually spoke, "Orion remembers…that the Mansion use to only be two stories tall, Mistress Bree's home was always under invasion, and Orion was the one in charge of the defense force while she was away, I remember failing and having to watch as the invaders stole everything from her," 

Orion muttered as his hands clenched, and he looked down at them in silence for a moment. "I used to have a Hammer and wore Armor?" he blinked his eyes and then screamed out in panic. "Where did they go?"

"Oh no," Annie groaned as Orion looked around.

"Orion has lost his gear," He realized in shock. "Orion is failure," Orion fell to the floor in shame, and Bella picked him up.

"Come on, fluff ball," She said. "Sheepy's the oldest one of us all; if anyone can help you and Annie find your ordinal gear, it's her," Orion got to his feet and ran down the hall with vigor, the Battle maids easily catching up to him as they made their way down the stairs.

Orion burst into the dining room, and the maids let out signs of relief when they saw that Bree was missing from the room.

Orion came to a halt in front of Sheepy and Minerva, who were in the middle of feeding Inky.

"Here comes the magic train," Sheepy said as she waved a spoonful of mashed potatoes in the air; Inky waved up at it and giggled before it was brought to his mouth. 

"What's wrong?" Minerva demanded. Sheepy turned and jumped in her seat slightly when she saw the Maids and Orion staring at her.

"Is something the matter?" Sheepy asked in confusion.

"Sorry to be a bother," Annie said, pushing Orion to the side so he didn't yelp out what they needed without any explanation. "But I stained my maid uniform, and we're trying to find my original outfit from before I joined the Battle maids,"

"Hu," Minerva looked stumped. "There was a time when you weren't a member of the maids?" She asked in confusion.

"To be more accurate," Bella cut in, "There was a time when she existed, and the maids didn't; Annie was at one point the only maid before I was created,"

"Yes," Annie cut in. "Me, Orion, and Sheepy are the three oldest members of Mistress Bree's followers, and Orion can't remember what happened to any of his old gear either," Annie got down and got her hands together like she was praying to Sheepy. "Please tell me you remember,"

Sheepy scratched her cheek and squinted her eyes as she tried to think, "I'm sorry, but…the earliest thing I can remember…would be the day Mistress Bree brought Miverva to the potion farm fields and told me she would be working with me from that day onward," Sheepy smiled happily "It was one of the best days of my life, soon after Mistress Bree brought us Inky,"

"So you can't remember either, hu?" Annie asked in defeat.

"Remember what?" Winnie asked, having been drawn in by the sight of the Battle maids and Orion surrounding Minerva and her family.

"The Original Three, or at least two of them, are searching for their original gear,"

"Why, that's a simple request," Winnie said with a smile. "There is a room on the third floor that only Mistress Bree can access; anytime one of us needed new gear, she would set our old gear inside, sort of like a Museum,"

"No," Annie cried out in defeat. "That means I have to tell Mistress Bree," Annie hit the floor in utter defeat.

"Ah, so that's why you sent Beth my way," Bree noted with a chuckle; everyone's eyes quickly darted to Bree, who was standing behind Bella.

"How long have you been standing there?!" Bella asked in shock.

"I was waiting for you on the stairs," Bree replied. "Beth told me about being whipped and then told me my maids had sent her to tell me about it," Bree walked forward and looked at the robe Annie was wearing, "Annie, where's your Maids uniform? Did something happen to it? Is that what's gotten you so worried?"

"I stained it with Orange Juice," She cried out in shame. "We couldn't get the stain out in time, and it settled," Annie let out a sobbing sound. "I'm a disgrace of a Maid; I don't deserve to serve you,"

"Annie," Bree said in a calming tone. "Stop crying and follow me," Bree patted Annie and helped her to her feet before leading her out of the Dining room. Sheepy picked up Inky, and the large group followed after them. Olu was talking to Beth by the front door but decided not to follow after them and instead continued questioning Beth about her childhood.

Bree led them to the third floor and stopped between the 6th and the 7th door on the right. She placed her hand on the wall, and a golden door burst to life; Bree pushed it open and led her Followers into her Room of Keepsakes.

Orion came to a stop when he saw a mannequin shaped like a Giant Cat; it was dressed up in Full Body Armor with a half-faced Helmet that had cat ears built into it, With a broken War Hammer set in either hand.

"My Armor," Orion said with a shine in his eye.

Bree led the rest of the group to the back, and they came to a stop when they saw what was waiting for them; a Mannequin built in the shape of Annie stood before them; it was wearing a stained paperboy hat, a long pink sweater with Blue and green paint stains on it, a pair of Overalls with only one shoulder strap. It was holding a Metal Bat over its shoulder.

"Behold Annie's original outfit," Bree declared, "or as I like to call it, Punk Annie," Annie looked at the old outfit in silence for a moment.

"I…I don't remember this," she decided as she put her hand on the glass.

"Hmm," Bree pondered for a moment before snapping her fingers with an idea, "back when I first started, I set it up so I was auto-recording while at home base just in case I lost track of something in my inventory, so in theory…" Bree walked behind the Display, her words a mystery to all present, and looked through a chest full of random things relating to Annie. As she did that, Minerva, Sheepy, and Winnie split away from the group to look around and see their representation in the museum. "... let's see, spare eyes, backup limbs," Bree clicked her tongue and instead walked up to the display case and tapped it with her staff; after a moment, a small compartment on the bottom opened up, and a crystal Ball could be seen.

"Here we are; this should be all my saved clips of Annie. I'm shocked it survived the world shift," Bree shook it like a snow globe and, seeming satisfied, handed it over to Annie, who took it in her hand and froze.

"Annie?" Bella asked, placing her hand on her friend's shoulder; in doing so, Bella also stood frozen in place.

"Zoey, you might wanna join then," her piece said Bree began walking away. Zoey hurriedly put her hand on Annie's shoulder, and she froze in place.

Zoey blinked and found she was now standing on the front lawn, with Bella and Annie looking up in silent confusion; she quickly found the source of it when she realized the home island was once again floating in space, with a small two-story house sitting before them instead of the lavish mansion, a small Windmill in the place Winnie's tower should have been.

"What happened?" Annie demanded, looking around in confusion.

"We're in the past," Bella said as she looked at the small hobble of a home before them. "This was Mistress Bree's original home,"

"She used to live in that?" Zoey demanded, "Our poor Mistress," as the maids spoke, a dull clanking noise was heard, and they looked to the source of it; they stared in stunned silence as a Satyr in full body plate mail walked before them, a set of horns poking out of the helmet, around her shoulder a small Kanabo.

"Is that Sheepy?" Bella demanded as she took a step back and stared at the Kanabo.

"That can't be," Zoey decided after a moment of thought. "Sheepy's a Ranger; she couldn't use a Kanabo even if she wanted to. She attacks from afar with her Energy Bow,"

"Then who is that?" Bella demanded. Annie walked up to the Satyr in wonder.

"She has the same horns as Sheepy," Annie said, turning to her friends, who were now looking at the space above her. Annie turned and found a giant hulking form in armor reminiscent of a Samurai; Annie backed away and tripped over herself, falling on her back. She looked up and realized it was a Cat Samurai.

"That must be Orion," Annie rationalized as the original Orion stood in silence with a Warhammer in his clutches, "So then I must be…" Annie watched as her past self joined the duo; she was slouching to one side, wearing the paperboy hat at an angle, and was dragging the bat along the ground, "...a pathetic excuse for a follower," She cried out in abject horror as her past self walked around like she was planning to go smash mailboxes "I look like a thug,"

"You walk like one, too," Zoey agreed as Annie lined up with Orion and Sheepy, slouching to one side like the bat weighed too much for her to carry reasonably.

"What are they lining up for?" Bella wondered as they all stood ready. Suddenly, a dimensional door was ripped open, and They watched as Bree walked onto the island; she was wearing a Green and black Tracksuit, with her hair tied back in large balled-up twin pigtails that ended with a sharp point.

Bree muttered unheard words as she waved her staff around. It was golden and shaped like a European dragon with wings extended out to the side and its mouth wide open. "Yeah, This should do," She decided. "Alright, big day, everyone, Big day," Bree smiled and held up her staff.

Bree reached her hand into her inventory with her free hand and held out a cube towards Annie while she tapped the ground with her staff.

"Equipment Change: Annie, Auto Swap, all Slots," Annie's Clothing began glowing, and white light shot out of the cube and enveloped her; after a moment, Annie stood before them, now wearing a far less personalized Maids outfit. "Unassign'' Annie," Bree said without skipping a beat. "Assign: Interior Guard," Annie stopped slouching and stood proud before heading to the small house.

"Oh, look at you," Bree cried out after Annie "You're so cute in your little maid outfit," The Present day Annie turned red at the remark and looked like she was about to start crying, "Arlgihty then, I best get back to the grind, Gotta get my hands on that Cooking NPC, I'm thinking a Boar Orc," Bree turned away and a dimensional door opened in her path, snow could be seen falling as Bree walked through it. The Vision came to an end, and the Maids returned from their visions.

Bree walked away from her maids once Zoey put her hand on Annie and found Winnie was looking up in confusion at her display, mostly because she had two completely different Mannequins, one shaped like her, and one shaped like a Snake Woman.

"Oh that's right," Bree laughed getting Winnie's attention "I was originally planning on making you a Naga,"

"I was gonna be a snake woman?" Winnie asked in shock before turning to look at the Mannequin, it was wearing a set of Obsidian Armor and holding a Trident "I look so…powerful," She realized in awe, admiring the faceless mannequin and wondering who she might have been if her Mistress had decided to keep her a snake.

"You were originally going to be the front door guard," Bree said simply "But all my plans changed when I was…got my hands on Silver," Winnie stared at the Snake in silence, thinking of how Silver had been put in charge of a team of his own and frowned slightly as she looked at herself.

"Oh but I already had your name and personality created," Bree sighed "I couldn't just throw you away, but I also didn't need another Warrior; I had Orion and Silver, the maids, and Minerva," Bree smiled. "I remember spending hours in the creation chamber, trying to think of what to make you into," Winnie frowned at her wings for a moment before Bree added happily.

"Oh but then I found out about Harpies, and look at you know, my smart little Blue Jay," Bree Pinched Winnie's cheeks with a smile. "I wouldn't have you any other way," Winnie smiled and turned her attention to the Harpy Mannequin; it was a simple tank top with an open red vest with exaggerated sleeves, giving it the air of having once been a jacket that arms had been ripped off, a pair of yoga pants with a cloth belt finished off the display.

"That was your old battle gear, before I committed to having you be the scholar and run the library, I changed you as soon as I got the Master Cauldron," Bree left Winnie to look over her old fighting gear and went to check up on Minerva and Sheepy.

Minerva had no display as Bree hadn't changed her much since her creation, Sheepy however had a massive display, being her oldest character, Bree had completely changed who Sheepy was more than once; Sheepy had changed class, outfits, and weapons more times than Bree could count.

"Wow," Sheepy said as she looked at her two displayed previous incarnations; one of the mannequins was wearing full metal plate-male it had one hand behind its back and held its other hand in front of it holding a Kanabo like a cane, the second outfit was completely Red, with a metal face mask, It had black metallic looking Tonfas in each hand.

"I can't believe I used to wear these," Sheepy muttered in awe as she looked between the two sets of clothing, Inky babbling incoherently from her arms.

"Oh yes, you have gone through quite a few changes before becoming who you are today," Bree agreed as she joined the duo.

"Where's my display?" Minerva asked, sounding mildly offended. She looked at a weapon display chase, stating that Sheepy had once used all weapons inside at one point or another.

"Well, in all honesty, I've never changed anything about you," Bree replied with a shrug. "Your original outfit is the one you're wearing; in fact, I made Sheepy's current one just so you two would be a matching couple," Minerva looked at her striped dark yellow seater and smiled.

"I do look pretty good," She decided as Sheepy held Inky closer to the glass.

"Look, honey, it's Mommy's old gear. Maybe you'll get one of my old weapons for your first one someday," Bree smiled at the idea and then looked at the display.

"Maybe, When he's older," Bree had a brief vision of a Minerva-sized Inky wearing a Butler's suit and wielding Tonfas, "Maybe," She repeated.

While Bree pondered the idea of giving Inky tonfas for his first weapon, the Battle maids came back to reality when the clip ended.

"I'm so sorry," Annie cried out, scaring the living daylights out of Bree and successfully making her flinch.

"Sweet mother of the earth," Bree said, holding her hand to her chest "Sorry about what?"

"My maids outfit," Annie said, attempting to reach into her Inventory and show it to Bree, only to find it had been removed.

"Oh yes, I'd almost forgotten it should be done by now," Bree reached into her inventory and produced Annie's uniform, now stainless. "There you are," Bree said as she handed it to Annie, who took it in silence, noting that it felt very warm. "I pulled it from your inventory when you told me about it," Bree shrugged "Just sent it over to the Creation chamber's storage chest, and since that stain wasn't part of the design, it was wiped from existence as soon as I put it into the chest," Bree smiled as Annie hugged her Uniform Tightly to her chest.

"My Lady," She said as calmly as she could "Thank you for making me,"

"Oh Annie," Bree said as she patted her head "Let's not get all sentimental; now we only have half an hour before I'm to leave; what say we all go enjoy breakfast together one more time before I leave?" Bree led the way out of her museum, and after a moment, only Annie remained, quietly rubbing her hands through the maid's outfit with a smile.

"I'll be sure to treat you with far more care now," She promised her maid outfit, shooting a dark look at her Punk outfit before leaving, hugging her uniform to her chest as she left.