“Go! We’ll meet back up at home base. Keep yourselves alive,” Felix shouted at them.
Not waiting for a response, Felix got up, pulling on Miu’s forearm.
“Come on, Miu. We need to get rolling. Did you break something, do I need to repair you?” Felix asked, pulling at her arm.
“I… no. I’m fine just… stop, let go of me!” Miu screeched out, her voice breaking. She was trembling from head to toe.
She afraid of heights or something?
“No time to really argue. Get moving, Miu,” Felix said, releasing her. Putting himself into motion, Felix took off, jumping to the next rooftop as soon as he got near the edge.
Several minutes were spent simply leaping from roof to roof. Checking occasionally to see where they were, and if they needed to keep going.
Victoria had been the one with the plan after all. Not them.
Miu wasn’t doing very well either. She had been shivering this entire time and couldn’t seem to stop herself.
“I mean, she said it would run out, right? This has to be it,” Felix said, staring down at the street below them. They were only two floors up now, and there were no buildings around them to leap to.
“I think so,” Miu said.
“Alright, good enough. Down we go then,” Felix said.
Turning he made his way to the roof access door.
“Step aside, please,” Miu said, slipping past him and through the door when he opened it. She managed to do it without even touching him.
“Fine, whatever, just go,” Felix said.
Ahead of him there were shouts, exclamations of surprise, and a few harsh words.
Quickly enough though, they were leaving the building and exiting out onto the street itself.
It wasn’t much of a street. Clearly this area was an industrial park. There were a number of warehouses, ‘closed to the public’ signs, and general warnings of “you don’t belong here” throughout.
Felix frowned, wracking his mind for a plan. Glancing at his phone, he found the signal was still nonexistent.
“We need to get out of here. Find somewhere to… Miu?” Felix paused, watching as Miu started walking off towards what looked to be a warehouse.
“I need… I need time. I need to get control. I’m not in control. I need control,” she said to herself. Her voice was so low, Felix almost didn’t hear it.
Jogging a few paces to catch up to her, Felix laid a hand on her shoulder. “Miu—”
Only to have it thrown violently to one side. Miu stared at him with eyes that flickered and quivered.
Miu was gone.
Whoever, whatever, this was, wasn’t his cool, collected assassin.
“No, no, Felix. Please, no,” Miu said. Turning her face forward, she started walking again towards the warehouse. “No control. I need it. Need time. Need to… need to put myself together.”
Felix stared at her, unsure of what was going on. He’d never seen her like this.
She wouldn’t hurt him, he knew that. But he was starting to doubt if she was sane.
Going to need to have Kit do a deep dive into that head of hers. She said she was unique, apparently that stands for batshit crazy.
Miu slammed a palm into the door in front of her, blasting it to the side and walking in.
Felix bit his lip and eventually followed her in. It was better than standing around alone by himself out here.
“Miu, we really shouldn’t—”
Something pounced on him from the side, blindsiding him.
A woman pressed down on top of him, her hands closing in on his throat.
“Hold, hold still, baby. I need… I need a fix. This’ll be quick, I promise. Just your cash. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’ll be painless,” hissed a crazy-eyed drugged up woman. She smelled like the back end of a garbage truck and had the face of a life lived hard and short.
There was a shrieking yell and a fist crashed into the crazy woman’s temple before Felix could throw her off.
She went down in a heap next to him.
Before he could even think, Miu was on top of her. Miu screamed even as she grabbed the now unconscious woman’s arms and gripped them tightly.
“He’s mine! Mine! MINE!” Miu shouted into her face.
“Miu, stop! We don’t need to kill her. A corpse is the last thing we need,” Felix said, pressing his hands to her side.
“No! Don’t touch me!” Miu shrieked, shrinking away from Felix as he touched her. Cowering low, she slunk to one side and moved into the shadows of a corner. “Don’t… don’t touch me. I need control.”
“Miu, what the fuck is going one? Control over what? I don’t understand,” Felix said, following but giving her some distance.
“No. You can’t know. You won’t know,” she said. Foamed spit was visible on her lips, her eyes darting off into every direction.
“Tell me. I think I’ll understand,” Felix said soothingly, holding out a hand to her, but not touching her.
Miu tightened up until she was unmoving. Rigid. Stone-like.
Then she deflated in on herself.
“Your touch burns me. Your eyes scorch me. Your words penetrate me. My soul resonates,” Miu said tonelessly. “I have to hide it. Bury it. Fight it. You know my power, yes?”
“Yeah. Your natural abilities are multiplied. Twice as strong as any other person kind of thing,” Felix said.
Miu flinched, her head teetering as if on a rubber band.
“Yes, and yet no. Everything… is doubled. Everything. If I hate someone, I loathe them. I would harm myself to see them hurt,” she said.
“You loathe me?” Felix asked.
“No. I love you. I love you so much it hurts. I want to kill Andrea… I want to turn her skull inside out. I want to kill Lily in her sleep. I’ve stalked them both. I watch them. I know their patterns. I could kill them both so easily. They shouldn’t touch you. I should touch you. Not them. Not them.
“No! No, no, Miu. No. Control, you need control,” she said, trailing off into a repeating loop of muttered curses.
“I love you. I love you in a way that you should be loved. They don’t deserve you. I deserve you. I’ll kill any woman who looks at you. Victoria minds her distance, but I want to kill her for touching you earlier. No one should touch you. Only me,” Miu said, looking up at him.
In those eyes was madness. Madness and devotion.
Oh shit she’s crazy.
“Ok. I… understand. So… everything is doubled. Which means you’re…” Felix paused, unsure how to describe it.
“I’m a Yandere, if you need a word for it,” Miu said, a fractured smile slipping across her face as her head jittered back and forth. “It fits. I looked it up once.”
Whatever that is, it doesn’t sound like a good thing in her own mind.
“Don’t know what that means, but alright. The long and the short of it is… you love me to the point that you want to kill any woman around me,” Felix said.
“And eat them. I want to eat them so that I can absorb whatever they took from you,” Miu added to his statement. Her eyes dilated for a minute as if whatever went through her head with that thought struck a bit too deeply.
“But you haven’t done anything like that,” Felix said. Hoping to god that this was all in her head, and hadn’t been an action.
“I haven’t. I want to. I’ve tried. Your commands forbid me. I have to… I have to stay away from HR. They’ll read my mind. They’ll know. I fill my head with thoughts of slaughter whenever they peek. I can always tell when they peek. Their eyes start to unfocus when they look into me. Blood, death, massacres. That… gets most of them. Some of them it doesn’t. I start screaming at them instead. They leave. They always leave,” Miu said woodenly.
“How can I help?” Felix asked. He let his hand fall to his side. He imagined touching her might not help at this moment. “I could modify your powers to—”
“No! I am me, and always have been. Don’t change my power. I… just need control. I’ll be fine after that,” Miu said, interrupting him. “I am me.”