Perceive

How To Creep The Fuck Out Of Me

Adrian
I'm not much of a talker. After joining military school all those years ago, that hampered my speech even more. I could not understand why people wanted to blab all the time.
I was a decorated officer slash a surgeon in the military for almost 5 years, and now you would probably ask, what on Earth possessed you to quit you moron.
Simple. Trauma.
It's a long wound up story as to why and what trauma but to cut it short I saw my insides burning on my outside. Of course with lots of complicated surgery and days and months of physical and emotional therapy later, I decided life's too short to be on the edge all the time. My very homophobic father actually put me in military school to bring out the man in me in the first place. Given the choice to repeat it, I know I would never voluntarily pick up weaponry again. But what do they say about tasting the sea and riding the waves, hm, once you get a taste of the sea, you want to ride the waves again. Similarly, there were a lot of things in my training that I fell in love with. Now you're probably wondering as to where my patriotism is, considering I'm ex-military, answer is, the system screwed me over so many times in so many ways, I decided to quit everything and become a cop. It would be quiet and I wouldn't have to face that level of danger anymore. And the answer to why not continue with surgery, was that I couldn't stand the sight of blood anymore. Weird since I'm a cop and someone's always getting shot, but what can I say, can't live with it, can't imagine life without it.
Coming back to that alleyway, I saw Cass go hulk on Blondie and Trixie, and all I could do was stop and stare. True I should've jumped in like a gentleman, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. It was in that moment t I realised, that the Cass I met and left 10 years ago, could survive it and quite frankly did survive it so well, because she'd been through something big already. And in her eyes, me leaving her, even as a friend couldn't shake her, even if we did consider the fact that I was the only legit friend she'd ever had. Me and the homeless guy round the curb. It was surprising how we both left Ohio, and wound up here in Seattle. We'd both been through our own hells and come out differently.
She became such a badass, she didn't need anyone anymore I thought, her only requirement to keep anyone in her life anymore, was just because she wanted them to stick, and that's when I knew I'd never leave her alone to fight again.
As I kept gazing at her with all the love and respect I had, I saw Gray, trying to pull a gun on her. I lost it immediately and years of my training kicked in. They kicked in so literally I kicked his face in. I knew I had him the minute I hit his left side. It was so much weaker than his right. But his right was focused on trying to keep his aim on Cass. Using that as a distraction I punched the gun right out his hand and gave him a blow to the back of his skull with the flat of it.
Three knocked out guys and a huffy puffy Cass later, we managed to bring them on the side of the alley.
As Cass got to interrogating them I suddenly saw how scared she must've been in the morning and how she had already found herself more than trained for said situation. Watching her handling it like a pro just made me more curious on exactly what happened to her back home. Why did she know so much fighting, and how was she able to suppress and overcome her fear.
Keeping that thought stream for a later date, I tried to focus on that creeps words. He was propositioning Cass! That shark rimming asshole!
I was about scream murder in his face, when Cass suddenly went silent. She looked right in his eyes, and she kept staring at them like everything and everyone else was non existent. I cannot explain the situation completely but it was like the whole world suddenly went into slow motion, and I could faintly remember myself going through the worst times I could think of. Oh God, she hadn't lost touch of creepiness no, she had embraced it. She had honed her skill in mind control and manipulation. I had a feeling she had also learnt hypnosis. And suddenly I knew what she was doing to him. I knew it was morally wrong to do that to anyone, but the rat fucker tried to kill Cassie. I'd hoped she'd screw with his head so much he'd turn into a retard or a vegetable.
She looked right at him and once he was a bit fuzzy, she started to remind him of all the horrible things that he'd done in his life. All the feelings he had hurt, all the women and children he molested and murdered for a living. All that and she twisted it against him, to the point that he was blinded with tears and told her the entire truth just so he could stop seeing whatever she was replaying in his mind like movie day.
So the rat bastard was sent to kill her only. She just got lucky that day she got late to work and Shu and the tech were murdered so they'd never open their mouth about the drugs?...I wonder , what drugs, why would someone be so interested in Cass of all the people, she was a doctor. Not a drug peddler. There shouldn't be any reason, or at least I didn't think so for now.