CHAPTER FIFTEEN
<<十五>>[DAY SIX]
❝ z e r o ❞
"Five," she growls. so all this time, he was the Traitor? it was hard to believe. "like my iron disease?" he smiles. of course - he was the Virus. she grunts, spitting on the floor as they circle each other. they were compatible, if not he was more powerful.
it was the Crucifix, she assured herself.
"fight it," she whispers to him, but he doesn't move, instead cocking his head at her. at the silence, the lack of response, her cheeks almost flushed red - now she felt stupid for saying that.
"fight what, the Crucifix?" he laughs. "one cannot fight a Crucifix. it is part of us, it is us. we can never, never fight it. it is in us, inbred into our bodies and linked to our soul. one can only shape it to his or her desire, but you should know, no one is ever powerful enough."
she frowns. for all the time she has known Five, sure, he was interested in philosophy, but this kind of long speeches? she never knew he was up for that - it almost bored her as much as it scares her shitless. "ooookaaaayyy... so?" she replies slowly, to which he stops.
"seriously? that's the reaction i get? i've been planning that speech, and i was most certainly hoping for fear," he sniffs, his ego hurt.
she purses her lips. "what am i supposed to say - sorry?" she frowns, not understanding him. was he trying to be scary, or something, because it most definitely did not give her that effect.
"the only reason why you're still alive, little Operation, is because i find your stupidity mildly amusing," he rolls his eyes, before throwing a hand out in her direction. (a/n: y'all see the Kung Fu Panda reference?) wisps of toxic smoke shoot to her, and she barely manages to shield herself on time.
"stop!" she screeches at the relentless rain of disease and toxins on her.
she grips the wand tightly as she recites another spell. "protego horribilis!" she grunts through her teeth. (a/n: #harrypotter) perspiration beads her forehead as she steps forward with great difficulty. closer and closer to Five. honestly, she had no inkling of what she was doing - it was suicide. push herself further and she would die. don't... and she would still die. in this situation, 'doomed if i do, doomed if i don't' sounded fitting.
" three blind mice, three blind mice
see how they run, see how they run!
they all ran after a farmer's wife
who cut off their tails with a carving knife
did you ever see such a sight in your life,
as three blind mice?"she chants. it is a remembrance spell, but it was not a guarantee. it might fail, as all other spells might.
but this one worked.
Five blinks, the black of his eyes gone.
"Zero?"
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【BREACH DETECTED】→ reboot system?
→ remove virus?
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