Chapter 7 Want To See My Memories

Sweetie Pie's body stiffened. She attempted to move but was unable to do so. The needles were clearly dipped in a paralysis poison that rendered her body worthless. She struggled to maintain control and began to shake violently.

Michie's maniacal expression grew even more maniacal as she moved them closer together. "You have two options now: join us and help bring down the other Powerful, or simply...DIE!" She thrust her scythe between Delilah and Sweetie Pie.

Delilah chuckled "What's the deal? Do you really believe you can just kill us?" "Others, you may be able to get rid of," she said over her shoulder, "but I... I know for sure; I will never die." Delilah whistled once more and raised her hand. As it approached Michie, the cat's ears perked up and a deep growl rose in its throat.

Felton agreed with a sneer, "You really think after all you've done that I'd join you?"

Michie scratched her head, then drew her hand down and made a fist. "I'm not amused by your defiance; why don't you answer my question?"

"Do not ignore me," Delilah snarled. With that, she whistled again, and the cat leapt at Michie, fangs and claws extended.

Michie smiled evilly even when he was being tackled by the cat. "Is this made of blood, child?"

"How did you know?" grumbled Delilah.

"Because I'm smelling this delectable blood." She pushed the cat away and began to eat it. Felton grimaced. Delilah grinned "That's not a good time! Don't be so quick to end your life! That blood is extremely harmful. Before you know it, you'll be paralyzed." She flexed her wrist. As the cat deteriorated, the blood began to seep back into her hand.

Michie licks her lips and licks the blood from her hands. "No matter what you do...I have the upper hand..."

"Idiot," Delilah murmured, spreading her hands apart, a long spear emerging from the empty space. She screamed as she lunged at Michie with the spear.

Michie exhaled a sigh. "Well, that was fun, but I have to get going!" She faded into the shadows and vanished.

Delilah was on the verge of collapsing, but a surge of blood propelled her back to her feet. She retraced her steps, trying to figure out where the agent could have gone.

Beatriz finally looked up. "Wait, what happened?"

"They're really after us," Delilah said to Beatriz. Her eyes widened as she spoke.

"Sherlock, you're a jerk! How long did it take you to complete that task? But never mind, "Her smile softened as she spoke.

Felton began yelling at Beatriz. "Never, ever do that again! Do you get what I'm saying?"

"And who exactly are you two?" Delilah demanded with disdain in her voice.

"It's not important," Felton said flatly.

"My name is Beatriz, and this is Felton. Oh, could I please have that envelope returned to me? Obviously, I can hand it over to him." Beatriz grinned.

Suddenly, a man emerged from the shadows. He was clearly perplexed. He moved his gaze to the crowd. "What am I doing?" Shadey inquired.

Beatriz cast a glance his way. "Hello, and welcome to hell." She cracked a grin.

"What happened just now? I just walked into the darkness, as I always do, and now I'm here." Shadey elaborated.

"Agents. Now, stick with us." What that, she jumped down and began to walk away. Shadey retreated into the shadows rather than following them.

Sweetie Pie slowly rose to her feet, shaking uncontrollably. "All right...I'm fine...just a little shaky..." She then coughed up blood, providing evidence to the contrary.

Delilah let go of the envelope and let it fall freely to the ground. "I'll leave before-" her voice trailed off. She knelt on her knees, her chest pulsing rapidly. Her cat-like pupils shrunk, and she wailed in pain, clutching her sides. Her agony, on the other hand, was brief. She was dead in less than a minute. She had overextended her Power. As she wiped the blood from her mouth, Sweetie Pie looked at Delilah. She sat on the ground, still dazed, and stared.

They went to the safe house, leaving the vampire's body on the bridge. Sweetie Pie, who was still dazed, was carried in by Beatriz. Sweetie Pie coughed up more blood, her sides heaving, as she was half-dragged, half-carried to the safe house. 'I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die...' This was something she kept thinking about as she coughed up more blood.

Beatriz attempted to place Sweetie Pie on the couch. Many thoughts raced through her mind, but she brushed them aside while talking to herself. "No, idiot, you need dirt to grow anything. You can't grow anything without dirt."

Sweetie Pie's pupils dilate and become slits. Her heartbeat quickened, her muscles tensed, and a low growl rose from her throat. A small part of her resisted the rage, but she quickly succumbed to it. She bit Beatriz before kicking her to the ground.

Felton yanked Sweetie Pie away from Beatriz. "Have you gone insane?!" he yelled. Sweetie Pie wrapped her hands around Felton's throat and began to strangle him. A small fire broke out nearby, and the door was slammed open by the wind.

Beatriz dashed out the door, only to return a few moments later. "Here! Eat this!" She yelled at Sweetie Pie. Beatriz shoved the plant into her mouth.

When Sweetie Pie felt something shoved down her throat, she turned on Beatriz. She formed an ice scythe in her hands and swung it at her.

Felton struck her in the head with a powerful blow. 'She rescued you! That's why she ran away! She's a plant manipulator!' he thought into her mind. Felton could see Sweetie Pie's memories replaying inside her head, and everything was tinted red.

Agents broke into four-year-old Sweetie Pie's house, where she was hiding under a bed. Her parents attempted to fight, but they were quickly dispatched by the agents. Blood splattered everywhere, and the agents scoured the area for more Powerful. The agents fired at her as she ran out the door, but they missed. She crept into a nearby alley, hiding in the shadows. They couldn't find her in the alley because she had hidden in a trash can sealed by hard air.

Felton took a step back, his gaze averted. 'Now that you've shown me yours, do you want to see my memories?' He thought this as he picked her up and held her, expecting her to cry. He began to recall everything that had occurred while waiting for her response. Sweetie Pie froze, and the scythe shattered on the ground. Her pupils dilated and normalcy was restored. She stood there, trembling. She dashed out of the open door; her eyes wide with fear. Felton pursued her in the shadows, not allowing her to see him. Sweetie Pie didn't want to know who she had murdered this time. At the very least, the rage did not last as long as it normally did.

Felton continued to follow Sweetie Pie. He was planning the best way to bring her back home, even if it meant using force.

Kiyomori, a robot designed to hunt Powerful, walked around the streets, trying to appear as innocuous as possible. She noticed a girl running and a guy following through the shadows as she looked around. "Kiyomori?" she asked, deciding to follow them.

Sweetie Pie came to a halt in an alley, attempting to catch her breath. When she looked behind her, she noticed a girl approaching her. She screamed in fear and dashed deeper into the alley.