Made in Heaven

Chapter II: Who the Hell Are You Supposed to Be?

Miguel opened the door as Rick reformed their house on the hill with his House Reformer. Miguel's clothes are tattered but he is fully regenerated.

Anne immediately hugs Miguel. "Oh my God! I saw in the news..." she covered her face. "People think that you killed all those people... You didn't, right? I know you didn't!"

"No... It was him."

"Who?" asked Anne, sobbing.

"Stefan."

"Wh-?"

Miguel walked past Anne and sat down. "Where's my tea?"

"Stefan was there? He's alive!?"

"Yes. Where's my tea? I put it here on the table. Now, it's gone. Where's my tea?"

"Miguel... We-! We-! We have to do something about this! We have to call Josuke! We have to call everyone! Lord!"

"No... I'm sitting this one out."

Anne stares at Miguel with disbelief. 

"You're kidding, right? That was sarcasm."

"No. I'm serious."

"Miguel... What happened?" Anne sat in front of Miguel. "Tea? What is this? Some sort of weird fucked up prank? All those people were robots and all?"

"No. They were real. He killed them. He made me kill them to assert dominance. The tea. Where is it?"

"Miguel... Why are you scared of Stefan?"

Miguel's eyes quivered. Flashes of ice... cold... shivering cosmic radiation breathed in his memories, flashing like horrific images. Miguel held his head in pain.

"Why are you scared of him? We know how to beat him."

"He got stronger. He got faster. He got more durable. I couldn't withstand his strikes. I wasn't fast enough to react. I wasn't strong enough to hurt him. Gold Experience didn't have time to react. It all happened so fast, Anne."

"Then we'll find a weakness like always! Miguel! Come on!"

"No."

"Why!?"

"NO!!!"

"WHY!?"

"BECAUSE!!!"

"BECAUSE WHAT!?"

"BECAUSE HE MADE ME FEEL LIKE I'M MY OWN FATHER!!!" yelled Miguel, with his voice breaking. "YOU KNOW!? HE MADE ME FEEL LIKE I FORCED HIM INTO A LIFE THAT HE DID NOT DESERVE!!! THIS SITUATION!? IT'S OUT OF MY GODDAMNED CONTROL, ANNE!!! THE WHOLE EIGHT WORLDS THINK THAT I SLAUGHTERED ALL THOSE PEOPLE IN MY OWN CITY AND I'M AFRAID THAT IF I TRY ANYTHING AGAIN, HE'LL BREAK EVERYONE I CARE ABOUT JUST LIKE HE BROKE ME!!!"

Anne silently, with tears in her eyes, stared at Miguel.

"Why would Stefan-!?"

"EVERY MAN NEEDS TO ASSERT THEIR DOMINANCE, ANNE!!! It's nature."

"NOW, WHERE'S MY GODDAMNED TEA!?" sobbed Miguel.

Miguel sobbed. He tapped his fingers alternatively on the table, as he cocked his head forward and backward.

"He killed children in front of me." He trembled and wept. He ends up Erstewoging out of emotion. "Children..." He shook his head in disbelief. "He tore one in half in front of my fucking face. It was to assert dominance, Anne. I mean... How fucked in the head is he? That motherfucking mind of his needs an exorcism." Miguel grabbed his face in horror. "First Trumpet... now this... People are dying because of me, Anne. Me! He made me question who I am! I thought... I thought I was different... from..." Miguel's face softened. "I thought I was different..." He grabbed his forehead, weeping.