Return to Madness

[donttouchthequbeley]

 Characters: Puru Two and YOU
Setting: Floor Five
Format: prose, but I'll match you
Summary: Puru Two has returned...and is about to turn insane
Warnings: laser shots and violence; threadjacking is encouraged here to stop Puru Two

She was back. Just as she had grown comfortable with the idea of being dead, they had to bring her back to life, the life within this tower. Any fate was better than being here, being with the people that loved to either torture or cause pain. Back then, she had to deal with the constant screams echoing in this tower, all from their minds. As if that wasn't crippling enough for her frail body, no one she knew had arrived. Judau, Roux, Bright, no one, not even ones fallen in battle.

And now here she was, going to the 5th floor. She had not seen what damage had been done, but she did hear of what happened. The clone needed to know for herself the fate of the world. If nothing else, her powers can be the judge of something like that. Going to a station, she took a peek. The sight was expected, nothing remaining of her world, broken mobile suits and ships scattered across the dead planet and even space.

Yet when she tried to sense, things went horribly wrong. A shock ran through her mind, all the voices and cries of everyone dead flooding her mindspace. She stepped back, holding onto her brain. They were still there no matter what, pain emerging from her with each second. Agony, fear, pain, horror, everything they felt pushed onto her. There was no holding back any type of scream, her cries echoing throughout the room.

They did this, she thought. They didn't save her, they doomed her! They doomed her to this permanent hellhole! Everyone here was against her, a threat. Everything was once nothing, so why not return it to such a state? Only then could those voices finally be silenced. Only then could she find the peace she wanted all this time.


The funnels that were by her side came to life once again, flying around and firing small bolts at the machines. Glaring at everything around her. Vision had been distorted through tears of anger, but the aura of hers had been frightening enough. Psychics could feel incredible danger, yet also fear, if her expression was not clear enough. She needed to be stopped, before she eventually found a target to kill.

This tower would pay. They would pay for not only making her suffer, but for making Judau suffer as well.

Comments

[donttouchthequbeley]

Puru Two ducked behind the machines. Her short size made it much easier to sneak behind them and find a new vantage point. Physically, this man had been superior, but she had the advantage, right? He was more unstable than she was with that split personality.

Her two funnels kept moving fast, firing off quick shots. If she could get him into a corner, and just hit where he was going to be, this fight would be quick.

[egotrigger]

He kept dodging as well as he could, but he wasn't a person built for extreme physical speed. That was more Kyrios' thing, and face to face battles were far different than mobile suit battles. The shots hurt, but what would hurt more would be the indignity of losing.

He pushed machines aside where he could, and moved around them where he couldn't. He kept firing, trying to shoot through the cracks where he could catch a glimpse of her. Once he got closer he'd switch to the knife, but slowing her down was the priority now.

[donttouchthequbeley]

Unfortunately, his methods had been working. With the power output of those funnels being so weak, normally strong enough to kill a man, she wasn't in the best position to be in right now. She growled, jumping from her cover to find another. Her funnels quickly aimed at the hands, trying to disarm him.

But it was all to just prevent the inevitable death that would come to her.

[egotrigger]

He hissed in annoyance as one of the funnels found their mark, sending his gun spiraling out of his grip. No matter. He pulled out his knife - a low tech one, not even a vibro-knife. But he'd had it for a long time and it would do. He lunged at her, toppling machinery to try to block her path and send sparks and exposed wires her way.

[donttouchthequbeley]

She should have just ran and take the shot. Right there and then, she had her gun pointed directly at him. Death was guaranteed! Except for those wires, and even with her suit, she screamed as electricity filled her entire body. Oddly enough, it was the one time she gained back her conscience.

And her fear, watching as Allelujah lunged at her, knife ready. It was over for her.

[egotrigger]

Hallelujah laughed, shoving the wires away as he attempted to pin her down and hold his knife to her throat. "Scream for me! I wonder who you're thinking about? Your mother? Maybe the people you wish you could've protected. It's all over now."