TSAU: Split Paths

-NOT RELATED TO PROMPT-

Matteo

It’s been days since I’ve taken a break from spying.

I’m not complaining, of course. It’s a very important job. And since I’ve been doing it for a while, I’m very good.

Then again, it’s hard to...how should I put this, push the limits for my power.

Sometimes I wonder if I had a different power, what would I be doing? Would I be fighting?

I would most likely be dead. I’m not good at fighting.

Following a suspicious character, I’m so lost in my own mind that I almost don’t turn invisible.

My job is so tense.

Luckily I did turn invisible-like I said,I’m very good at this.

The one who almost caught me and would have shot me dead turned around. 

She doesn’t look evil, with her chestnut hair tied up in a bun and her warm brown eyes. I can see a little bit of gold flecked in them.

Strangely, her skin seems to be gray, blending her in a little too well with the environment. 

She raises a silver dagger, intricately carved. 

Oh lord, I think, combat.

“Who’s there?” She says, not too loudly, but I wince anyway,

“Are you here to kill me?”

I stand still, afraid to move.

She sighs and her hand flares up in silver.

“Helloooo?”

I exhale and show myself, hands in the hair.

She immediately points her dagger at me.

“WOAH-CALM DOWN.” I half-shout.

“What are you doing here? Are you evil? Here to take me away?”

“Um, just following you-no-no-and no-”

“Then what? Why were you following me?”

“I thought you were suspicious, I guess.”

She sighs.

“It’s not me that’s...well, evil. It’s my friend.”

It’s my turn to be alert.

“You have a friend that’s evil!?”

“But I’m not!”

“...are you sure?”

She nods.

“I’m trying to get him back.” 

I sigh and look up.

I don’t find trouble, it finds me.

---

Luiza

Well. 

I look at the building, not very impressed.

Once a magnificent structure, I suppose. Now reduced to crumbs and ashes.

How pitiful-sad, I mean.

I remember one time I had a person talk to me. Very boring. No powers. He had said, hey, your attitude is why most people think you're either a bad guy or very cold, which is why you have no friends, because your attitude!

I burned him later. Not too much, just a little.

He was annoying.

I walk into the building. Seems abandoned- I would know, who would be stupid enough to stay in this wrecked place?

Apparently someone. I hear a sound.

There’s a man, with dark blue hair, striding towards me. 

How strange. I had the impression he would be running.

“What is it?” I mumble, my fiery wings making their way out of my back.

“I need to remove you, Fire Angel. You will impede the progress of the Aku.”

“Well tough luck, buddy. I ain’t going today, nor ever.”

He snarls and sends a wave of what I assume to be sound flying towards me.

I dodge it easily.

“That's all you got?”

“Of course not, girl.”

My wings blaze brighter. I will not be ridiculed.

I rocket into the sky, leaving a trail of fire below.

He didn’t seem amused. 

Not a problem. He would be soon.

I smirk and slowly, my sword appears. Decked with rubies and lighting on fire when I slice it through the air, it's useful for cutting down those bothersome enemies. 

He sends another wave, this time in the sky. I swerve around it and directly dive-bomb him, sword ready.

He raises his arms in self defense but I know it’s too late.

I’m not evil. Nor rude. Just misunderstood.

---

Kyle

Damn, I hate these people.

All I want to do is to be free. What do they say?

“Shut up and let me stab you with this sharp thing and you’ll probably cry but we don’t care.”

Wow, how nice of you.

Stuck in a lab with all these goddamn scientists is so boring.

I don’t remember having fun in...five months. Four. Seven. I have no clue.

I’m losing my mind.

Can you blame me?

No.

I stare outside, frustrated and lonely.

The most I can do is play with my hammer and summon my spirit animal, a cat, and hope it finds someone smart.

Someone…

I think I used to have three friends.

Who knows how many remain? I’ve heard murmurs of people dying.

Did my cat find anyone?

I make a rude hand gesture at another freaking scientist that passes by.

“Do you need anything?”

“Let me go.”

“Sorry, afraid we can’t.”

Rage boiled inside me, like always. They always say that.

They ALWAYS SAY NO!

I feel sparks literally flying out of my hands.

That’s strange. I don’t recall having powers.

The scientist backs away.

I channel all the rage flying through my body and suddenly I’m outside the cage.

And now the scientist is running. 

I won’t let him get away, after all the torture.

I use the strange power again, and I’m beside the damned scientist.

Remembering I have a weapon, I spin the hammer around and smash the scientist's body.

Then I run like I’ve never ran before.

After being suppressed, I’m finally free.

---

~Dragon~

The number of deaths that my servants have caused are fairly good. But I desire more. I will kill more. Death Reaper, my helper, isn’t really helping.

She just gives me more headaches, but she’s very powerful, unlike anyone else.

Well maybe K.C. But she’s young. Irrational. Vulnerable to people that she opens up to.

And the fact that she's scarred. She forgives easily. She doesn't act like me. She isn't powerful like me.

I am not so vulnerable. Death Reaper is.

My skin turns black as I whip around to unleash my anger out on something. I must kill faster.

A pillar crumbles easily.

The chandelier shatters.

Glass rains down on the floor, and I ignore it.

I take a deep breath, then start laughing maniacally.

I will start acting soon.

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