AMONG US

13

~Flashback~

Killing Brown was one of the easiest things to do and also the most fun one. Cyan didn't feel any remorse once she did it, thanks to the empathy level of Imposters. 'This mission could be easier than I thought, all I have to do is mingle, act friendly and harmless' she thought.

The next thing she had to do, was to keep an eye on Orange and Red, if anyone were to figure things out, it would be them. She chose her next target, it was Red, so she tried to get close to him, be friendly as possible and tried to get him alone, but once she started talking to him, she got to know him and how he thought that not all Imposters were bad. So, she decided not to kill him for the time being and only to focus on staying vigilant and collecting and deleting data without getting caught. Sometimes she caused some malfunctions and sometimes she did not, but let it slide. "so far I'm doing a good job", she let her guard down and let loose, That's when she was caught red-handed by Orange. Even though she started to warm up to them, she knew sooner or later she had to kill them.

She never let anger or fear control her, even when she was caught by Orange she kept her emotions at bay, since she didn't make a plan beforehand, she had to improvise, cutting off the camera feed wasn't a big deal because she was well versed in hacking and all she needed was to click some buttons in her tablet.

"I had to kill him" She thought once Orange's body hit the ground. She waited until Orange took his last breath, she wiped the knife and put it back in her suit. "Now fake tears" she commanded herself and as if on cue tears started pooling in her eyes, she slightly messed up her hair and looked at the blood on her suit, she kneeled beside the body shaking it so that she could make it look like she was the one who found the body. "Next step: make Red believe me"

She ran and ran until she could find Red, once she found him she dashed into him and pretended to be hurt, to create sympathy. The lights were off, she was confused, 'I don't remember turning off any light' she thought but shrugged it off. Have to admit, it was hard to make Red believe her but there's nothing a few tears couldn't solve. Red believed her finally and she led him to the room where she murdered Orange. She debated whether she should kill him right here and right now or not.

Red exited the room and looked at Cyan. She was unable to read his face.

'what is he thinking' she wondered. "Red.." she whispered.

"Wipe of the blood in your hands" he looked at her.

"What?"

"They will not believe you if you say you just found him like that" he took a tissue from his pocket and grabbed her hand.

To say Cyan was amused would be an understatement. She was more than amused and relieved, not only did Red believe her but also was ready to lie for her. 'This is perfect' she thought.

Even when they announced that Orange was dead, she had to act as if she was mortified and as if she wasn't the one who stabbed him in the first place. When Purple tried to attack her, obviously Red stepped in. 'What a naïve guy'

Everything was going smooth for a few days, she was so close to figuring out who was the one responsible for her mother's death. She was almost sure that it was either black or that he might know who it was, all she needed to do was question him, with or without using force. She was so close to taste victory, but no, Purple had to ruin it. She was in electrical sabotaging the wires when Black was killed "Why can't I do this?" she was thinking why she could'nt kill the others. She was almost caught when Red walked in, but she managed it by saying she was trying to fix the wires and he believed it. Now that Black died, her plan was out of focus, her investigation reached a dead end. How was she supposed to move on from this? She was confused and angry at the same time. 'What was Purple thinking? Why did he do that? I need to get him alone, I need to talk to him before the others decide to kill him' All sorts of thoughts flowed in her head.

Once the meeting was gathered, she tried to prevent the killing. She can't let them vote him off. Her eyes furrowed when she saw the file White threw on the table. It was the case file about the attacks, almost half of the things mentioned in the file was wrong, but she was not in a position to correct it. She needed to talk to Purple before she planned her next move.

Sneaking into the room Purple was locked in, was easy but getting the information out of him on the other hand was hard.

"What are you doing here, don't you know being in a room with an Imposter is dangerous?" He asked.

Cyan scoffed. "I know you are not the Imposter"

"I am the Imposter" He argued.

"So, you admit to killing Orange? your best friend?" She asked.

He clenched his jaw, "Go away"

"How did it feel when you killed him?"

"I said go away" he yelled.

"Let me tell you how it felt, it felt amazing, the way he clung on to me in pain, the sweet sweet noises he made, that was truly wonderful" She laughed.

"What!?"

"If you haven't taken it through your thick skull, I just said that I was the one who killed him" she said railing him up.

"What the hell?" he wiggled trying to free himself.

"Don't hurt yourself I just want some answers" she leaned on a wall. "Why did you kill Black?"

"I needed something from him and killing him was easy, since--"

"Since there are people already getting murdered? Did you think you can pin this murder on me? Really?" she laughed throwing her head back. "That was the most pathetic kill I have ever seen, I have a reputation to keep up"

"Go ahead and kill me then"

"I don't kill for sport" She chuckled shaking her head.

"You're sick and evil !" He yelled trying to move again.

"Yeah I know, now what I don't know is, why did you kill him?"

"Go to hell" he spat.

"Sure, I'll meet you there" she smiled. "Do you know what the others are planning to do with you? ~they are gonna eject you~" she sang.

"What? no, it's impossible! I'm sure some of them opposed it, I'm sure White won't approve it" he panicked.

"Oh honey, who do you think suggested it?" she giggled. "He was the one who showed us the file and what you have been doing as an Imposter, and I know for a fact that you are not an Imposter"

"White, that son of a bitch! he made me do it...he said he'd get me out of it if I lied by saying that I'm the Impostor." he admitted.

"Excuse me?" she stood up straight.

"It was White! It's his doing!"