it was black ◎ psycho pass

~Chapter 30~

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"It's not my faaaaaaaauuuuullllttt~!"

All my efforts had been in vain. I regret to say that Kyle and Mels both attacked some simultaneously with their black belt judo. It took me a second to react to their team attack but it wasn't enough. I had been KO'd. Embarrassingly and painfully.

They had secured my hands with some mysterious rope that was tougher than cell bars, and no matter how much I pulled and twisted it wouldn't budge. It was gonna leave some red marks- that's how tightly they tied it. Luckily they had left my legs to bang around on the floor in protest, although they were staying quite a few feet away for safety. Legs were quite lethal when used properly.

LEG ATTACK

"Please could you untie me?!" I barely constrained my voice. At this point I was on the edge of shouting out commands at my superiors and the MWPSB.

Kagari kneeled down to my level, giving a pointed look, as if to say 'really?'. I looked away embarrassed and burned holes into the floor. Kagari just made me want to throw knives at him sometimes, and I would've if I had a knife.

"It's for your own safety, Zara." Akane joined the party. Don't talk to me Akane or i'll blow up like my watch almost did.

"You almost went over 300!" Masaoka chimed in. Masaoka- I want to rip you to shreds! I laughed a little along with them and pushed up my glasses against my shoulder. Before talking I took a steady breath.

"I understand, but is it really necessary to-"

Scratchy fabric was shoved into my mouth. Kagari sighed and stood up after stopping me speaking. Kyle grunted and sighed too. I made a noise of protest, but quietened down when I realised that wasn't gonna get me anywhere. They were really treating me like an animal, so I made a noise similar to a sheep crossed with a lion. Creeped out by the demonic noises I was making, Kagari shuffled back and so did the rest of the MWPSB. The pain in my chest grew momentarily before dying down.

WHY ARENT YOU ACTUALLY KILLING THESE FOOLS IM WARNING YOU ILL TAKE OVER SOON

Tying me up wouldn't work, it would only make me more stressed out, and that would make my Hue get darker and my Crime Coefficient higher and then my watch would declare war on me and then the universe would explode. I was exaggerating a little- but you get the idea. So did my over enthusiastic conscience, that was set on me magically releasing myself like some kind of wizard. I decided to save my energy- I could break free of the bonds that were in the way of me and my freedom but only at the right time.

I didn't even realise but my chest relaxed and the pain subsided. I clicked my tongue as best as I could with a cloth in there. You brought somebody else out to play.

alright I'm all calm and set to kill everyone~

ZARA AKA. THE DESTROYER V.S.
KYLE AND MELS AKA. THE PSYCHO PSYCHOLOGISTS TEAM

"Why are you so quiet, Zara?" Mels asked.

Really?

"Mmm." ("Why do you think?")

"What?"

"MFFM." ("BOI.")

Mels leaned forward to pull out the cloth. As soon as the filthy rag was out, I flung my head up. They made a bad decision letting me speak because I'll let them know that I'M GOING TO CRUSH THEM TO DUST WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON THEM.

"What did you want to say?" Mels started to back off, eyes darting to my own. Using the wall as a support, I stood up and opened my mouth.

"Could you-"

>Break Time!<

"Huh?" Kyle leaned forward. "Really?"

I nodded, the end of my hair tickling my neck. I was still wearing the same clothes, and there's more, my hair was matted with black dust! I swear, I don't care how this day ends- I better wash this out or somebody will pay!

The MWPSB whispered something about 700- wonder what. 700 holograms? 700 muffins? 700... dominators? 700 people I've caused disturbance to?

"Why would we do that?" A voice came out of nowhere, more like, from the sky! My face brightened for a bit before the voice continued. "You're in a stable condition, even though your Crime Coefficient is at 700." Oh, that's what they were talking about. Makes sense. But still, 700 muffins...

"Well, it's safer for everyone!" I smiled, trying to be more empathetic. Apparently when I snap because of anger, I lose my empathetic personality and become like a gang leader that goes around with a gun and killing squad. But I don't have the gun. Once I did, and that was fun.

"You're right, but we haven't had this opportunity to stalk-" Kyle coughed. "I mean to observe you for quite some time. We need to see how you've changed."

The alarm bells in my mind were going off like crazy, and the rest of the group coughed awkwardly, looking away from the situation. What was happening again? I wasn't listening because I was too busy watching you STALK ME.

*STALKER ALERT* *STALKER ALERT*

I watched Kyle open mouthed as he blurted out some scientific principle behind his "observing", but then he surprise attacked Mels!

"Mels was in on it too!" He pointed his finger at her like a child, Mels eyes blazing before she blushed. Kyle shied away after that behind Kogami. He gave him the weirdest look as Kyle grabbed his hand, throwing it away quickly.

"We had to make sure you were safe, and it was a good way of measuring your progress so..."

I nodded slightly, but moved away from them. Great, now I found out my two friends are stalking me and I have confirmed that I have no private life. I suppose I didn't really have one in the first place, my watch was here the whole time (most of it anyway). You could say I was just a guinea pig, but I like them so that's alright. They're cute and fluffy, what's not to like? They also could attack you if you provoked them so you've got to-

END

"Do you really want us to drug you?" Mels sighed. She changed the subject- perfect.

"Yes." My blank face stared back at them, challenging them to say no. Watch out because I'm about to smash you Hulk-style! Next, Mels bent down to me.

"Alright." Mels brought out a syringe from her pocket, with a familiar clear liquid in it. It creeped me out that they kept it on them at all times. The needle wasn't that big, because if they gave me anymore I would fall into a coma for a week. I could smell the tension in the air as Mels untied my bonds. What-what-what are you doing? Do you want to be destroyed? I brought my wrist to Mels, who fumbled with the syringe a bit.

"Could you hurry up?" I snapped.

Uh oh.

That didn't mean to sound that way.

Mels syringe skidded to a halt at my wrist and she slowly turned her head up to me.

"You haven't... already..." She whispered, eyes wide. The glossy reflection of my sadistic smile was barely visible from her eyes. Grasping the needle in my hand, I turned it around and thrust it into Mels arm.

"Well done, Mels."

~END~