Ultra Blue Violence (Dabi)

Chapter Fifty - Eight: Libration

It was a quiet night at Yokohama Police Station. There were some officers dwelling around the building, some sat behind their desks filling in paper reports while others were typing away at their computers, and somewhere, someone was fiddling with papers and sipping a drink.

The female officer sitting behind reception behind the safety of bulletproof glass was sipping on a mug of tea. Every now and then she would glance to the security cameras, using a third eye in her forehead, to the screen on her right, vigilantly watching every angle and corner of the building, while her two normal eyes were scanning over papers.

"Good night." a co-worker tipped his hat to her, and she waved him goodbye and watched him leave the station.

In the camera facing the front doors, just as they were softly closing, a young woman wearing a grey jumper slipped inside. The officer's third eye looked up from the screen and all three eyes looked up as the young woman approached the desk, hands in pockets, purple arrows on her tight black thighs, and her face under a hood.

"How can I help you?" the officer greeted the young woman suspiciously.

"Hi, you recently brought in a Yakuza thug, I have wanted information about the other three he was with I wish to share it with you."

The officer stood up from her seat, her heart racing in her chest. Her third eye was intently trained on the young woman's face hiding under the hood. She looked familiar somehow. "You have information?" she questioned. "How?"

The young blonde woman shrugged. "It's essential that I tell you in private. I think I was being followed by some scary-looking people."

It can't be who she thought it was. She sounded frightened, and there was something in her appearance that was different.

"Can I have your name, ma'am? And then we'll work to keep you safe as soon as we get things sorted." The third eye on her forehead was flittered from eye to eye, trying to catch the woman's gaze, but no matter how much it switched from eye to eye, she refused to look up and met the third eye.

"Miya Kurotaiyo."

The officer's fingers hovered over the keyboard. Her third eye was rolling in her forehead, desperately trying to catch the woman's eye. Her heart was thundering in her ears and her hands were shaking. Her two normal eyes looked up and she was met with a deathly dark glare.

(Stardust.)

"I'm sorry?" the Officer asked, unsure she heard the name correctly.

"You heard me." the tone of her voice changed. It was deeper, and more serious this time. She was here on a mission and nothing was going to stop her. She's here to kill the Yakuza thug in the cells behind the building undoubtedly after seeing the news of the attack on her family.

(The Commission was right. She did come for him.)

The third eye was now staring intently at Stardust through the glass. Red veins were popping in its eye, and she still refused to meet its gaze. (Just look already.)

"Here's how it's going to go." began Stardust, resting her arms on the counter on the other side of the glass. "You're going to open that door over there, and let me in, nicely, calmly, and quietly. Then you're going to show me where you're holding the thug, and then you are going to leave. I'm not here for any of you other than the Yakuza thug, so if you do as I say, I won't hurt you."

"I can't do that." the third eye blinked.

Another tall and lean figure entered the building stepping behind Stardust. He hovered behind her shrouded in a leather stitched coat with metal cuffs at his elbows, black hair, and a patched face. (Dabi of the League of Villains.) Even he wouldn't look at the third eye. (They can't know what it does.)