Deadly

Chapter 7

Click.

The old fashioned television set released some static before giving in to the remote and turning off. Doctor Owen set down his coffee mug and turned to his next source of information.

Unsuspecting Couple Brutally Murdered, Daughter Gone Missing. He read the newspaper headline to his comrade. "See what I mean? The media, the paper, everybody's talking about it."

"Are you trying to tell me that it's worse than last time?" Doctor Owen could sense the anger rising in his companion's voice. "I'm not stupid! I know how bad it is!"

"I'm not criticizing you at all." Doctor Owen sighed, exasperated. He had been with this man for an hour, and his behavior was becoming too much to bear. "I was just stating the facts."

"Are you saying I'm too stupid to see the facts?"

"No, I just―" Doctor Owen tried to keep his voice calm, but the man cut him off.

"Listen boss, I'm not here for excuses, I'm here about the case. So can you tell me what I need to do already?"

Doctor Owen didn't even bother trying to tell the man that he was the one who interrupted things in the first place. He decided that he would rather swim through a pool of radioactive squid ink than attempt to change this man's opinion.

"Well, I can't give you information about the case until―" Once again, he was cut off. This time, it was a pair of high heels.

"I'm here." The woman's voice was sweet, and flowed like honey. But her voice had a dangerous edge to it, and her presence took over the room.

"I brought what you asked for." She held up the rose. Doctor Owen didn't need to analyze for fingerprints to tell that Mia's hands had been on it.

He took the rose from her outstretched hand.

"Great work," he told her. "This girl is dangerous. However, we can't take her until the police have evidence that she is a killer, and unfortunately, we have no proof that she did this to her parents, or the rose. I want the two of you to watch her, and report back to me once a week. It's the most we can do at the moment."

The woman nodded. "Of course." It was all she needed to say. She grabbed the man and led him out of the house.

Doctor Owen watched them go. Although she had excelled in training, it was the woman's first mission, and he couldn't help but worry.

He whispered after her, "Good luck, my daughter."

-

Mia walked to the center of town. Although she made herself look calm, her mind was bubbling with terror. Her mother had warned her that she would feel the urge to use her power. It would be strong, and Mia would not be able to resist.

She would become a murderer.

Well, if I have to be a murderer, I might as well do it my way, she figured as she strolled into one of the stores. She came out a few minutes later with a small knife in her hands. She used it to cut a slit in one of the fingers of her glove. Now she wouldn't have to take her gloves on and off each time she used her power.

There was another thing she wanted to get. More for the irony than anything else. She walked into another store, and shortly found what she was looking for.

Now, she needed a place to get away.

There was only one place she could think of where she wouldn't be looked for. So she decided to go there.

To the bad part of town.

She held her knife in one hand, and a dozen roses in the other.