Hi, so for some reason pedophiles and rapists exist in my dreams sometimes
Uh.. Yeah
Oh and naughty words
Also! No. 1275's power is to be able to alter someone's perception on the world as long as its a believable change!
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Good day, my name is Ichi and I'm here to tell you a story.
It was only a few days ago, sadly, which makes this more of a report than anything.
I was doing my rounds with my group mates, Luke, Aaron, Maz and the new boy, Ryan. I'm still not sure why you let the group have two kids, regardless of their power, knowing about the background of the other two. I'll be the first to admit that I don't see everything that happens in the group.
This case was easy so we solved it quickly, a couple of experiments got loose, no big deal, that isn't what I'm here for anyways.
I started noticing the change in the group's energy late Sunday night or early Monday morning. We were packing up to leave and there was a lot less banter than usual. There's not a ton of talk that happens usually but its never been pure silent before, it was uncomfortable but I just thought that everyone was tired so I ignored it. Looking back, that was a huge mistake on my part, I'm sorry.
Anyhow, Monday morning came and the children seemed on edge, I didn't have time to console them because Aaron immediately started driving us to the place when he heard the car doors close, he's always been that impatient, never checking if any of us got caught in the flames the burst from the back engines, never checking if we're all in buckled up, never seeming who's with him, nothing. He has no real car for our safety but I can't blame him, it is the reason he's so useful to us, his powers depend on the fact that he doesn't give a shit about us.
We got to the site, set up camp and made food, it was late and no one had eaten so that was the main focus. The kids seemed weary again so I made sure to sit with them, I'm glad that they were able to find piece in the small gesture given they calmed down tremendously. I went to bed right after, I needed the shower desperately and the warmth lulled me to a dreamless sleep. I wish I had stayed up a little longer though, the poor kids suffered because of me.
The actual events of the mission were unimportant so I'm not gonna add them, they'll be in my actual report and not here if you're interested in reading them.
The next important event happened around 6 pm on Thursday, Luke and Aaron were getting along much better than usual and the kids were huddling closer to me than ever. I should've questioned it but I didn't, blinded by the ignorant ideal that they were just cold or tired. Regardless, we continued until we ran into an old friend of mine No. 1275 from the beach ages ago. She seemed happier, healthier than last time. Still the energetic, rebellious experiment from long ago but now with more certainty. I watched as she jumped around Luke, trying to convince him of her powers. I watched as the kids started talking to her. I watched as she played with them as well walked down the street. It was a type of domestic I've never had the pleasure to experience before now, it felt serene in a way. I was happy in the cold in a way I've never been before. In all accounts it was a good day.
The day wasn't over of course, but the next thing didn't surprise me enough to take me out of the high I was on nor did the plan, of course.
No. 1275 brought us into her civilian home and let us eat there. After the meal the kids went to play with the dog and baby she took in and and gave the guys a show to watch. She pulled me aside to talk about the strange behaviors of the kids and told me she found several scars on their backs. I wasn't too worried about the scars to be honest, injuries happen all the time in this field of work. However, when she told me that they got them this week I was concerned, how wouldn't I be when we weren't even in any sort of danger this week. I went to ask the kids and they dodged the question, then I went to the guys and they only stared at me with a grin that made me impossibly sick. I told No. 1275 as I didn't know what else to do and she told me she could try and use her powers on them. The plan was for her to pretend to go to bed and use her powers to transform into a child, insist to come along and then let the guys react as they please. I hated the plan, I really did. I hated that it made sense, I hated what it implied, I hated the danger it put her in, I hated it all.
The thing I hated more were the horrible smirks from Luke and Aaron and the small, shakey hands clinging to my leg when ever we all walked as a group.
So I agreed.
The plan was carried out and we were heading back to the camp Friday morning with No. 1275 with us. The kids behind me, begging her to stay with them, me pretending not to hear, her ignoring them in full. When we got back I took the kids into my tent, Maz spoke up first, as always. Maz told me everything, everything single detail about what Aaron did, Ryan followed in suit but with Luke as his villain. I... I wasn't sure how to respond. I believed them, of course. I believed them more than anything. I wanted them to know that so I told them the plan that No. 1275 had.
That night No. 1275 came to my tent with a tape recorder that I gave her in the car, she said nothing. She didn't need to, I suppose. I watched the recorder, I didn't feel like I should be spared from the hell or be kept in blissful ignorance so I watched it. I realized now as I'm writing this that I cried as it ended. I cried more than I've cried during anything. Movies, funerals, jobs, shows. I cried because of the raw emotions of helplessness and sadism coming from it. I cried for many reasons that day, but I mostly remembered the anger. I remember getting No. 1275 and the kids and putting them in the car with the recorder and telling them to drive. I remember going up to the boys who were drinking by a fire.
Nothing was clear past then and since you've already found their bodies I'll spare you the details.
I'm writing this to say I'm fine with this getting me excited, I know I can't just be fired, I know I can't get arrested, I know you need replacements, I know. I know everything, too much, even. So please spare me that.
