Gacha Story (Mature Readers Only)

Killing Spree

"Ah, this brings up so many memories," Arya replied, smiling. "Who would've thought we'd be out here, killing more people?"

Nia looked hesitantly at her. "I never meant to kill all these people. I thought that... I didn't know that the energy would expand so much and become so destructive. It wasn't meant to be like that, I just... I just can't seem to control it. Maybe I should stop trying and pretend I'm powerless."

"Don't do that!" Taliana replied. "Your power is a part of you. If you never practise, you'll never be able to master it. Imagine it as an extra arm - you can't separate yourself from it."

"I can if I try," Nia said weakly. "I mean, Tallie... you don't like killing people, do you?"

"I killed one person," Taliana replied. "Accidentally. I did it because he was going to kill me. It's only self-defence, you know. I didn't kill all these people."

"I didn't want to kill these people!" Nia retorted defensively.

"I guess I'm the only one who actually kills people because I want to. A lot of people, as well," Arya said, then sighed. "I thought I was past it. I guess Avocado still impacts me to this day."

Nia looked sad. "I wish I killed him before he did that to you."

Arya laughed. "One, you weren't alive then. Two, he wasn't a bad person until he did it."

"That isn't true," said Taliana, grinning. "He was always a bad person if he had the intention to do it. But I agree on the first point."

"If we could go back in time," Nia started.

"Then, I wouldn't be Arya, would I?" Arya asked, smirking. "Come on, isn't me being a murderer part of who I am? It's essential."

"I guess," Nia said flatly.

Taliana stared down at the dead bodies over the other side of the dark river, that Nia had caused, due to her power 'practise' that did not turn out in her favour. "So how are we going to get rid of the bodies?"

"Throw them in the river?" Arya asked. "The evidence that we were involved will be washed away. You can't really pretend no one died. Their loved ones would know they're missing anyway."

"So, the river," said Nia, pointing over at the bodies. "Who wants to move it? I'm not using my power, so -"

"I'll do it," Taliana interjected, seeing that Arya did not seem to want to do it either, using magic to pull the bodies into the lake as they drifted away, pushed by the current.

"Did you kill those people?" A voice asked them, male, from behind. The three girls turned to see Killian appearing from behind a tree. "If you did, you're not being careful. Anyone could have seen it. You're lucky it's me."

Taliana's eyes widened. "Are you going to snitch on us?"

"No," Killian said, a little hesitantly. "Did you kill them, though?"

Arya rolled her eyes. "We know you're a policeman, but you better not snitch on us or we'll kill you too. You can join those people in the river."

Taliana rounded on her. "Arya! You can't just say that about your brother!"

"Right," Arya answered. "And you're concerned about that because you're Killian's girlfriend."

Taliana's face turned blotchy red. "I am not his girlfriend!" she shouted back in a petulant voice. "I am a friend and a girl. But not -" She looked at Killian nervously, and his face had also turned red.

"Yeah, we're not -" he started, but watching Taliana smile at him, he stopped talking about it. "Anyway, I'm disappointed. Why are you killing people, still?"

"What do you expect?" Arya asked. "And I didn't kill these people. I killed other people."

"That doesn't make me feel any better."

"I'm not trying to make you feel better," Arya said. "And that was a long time ago. Nia killed these people, but she didn't do it on purpose. She was trying to control her power."

"She can answer about that in court. If it wasn't her fault, she won't be punished severely for it," Killian answered firmly.

"You have got to be kidding me," Taliana said. "You're reporting us to the police?! We're your goddamn relatives, Killian!"

"You said you were innocent; this is my job! I could lose it, or even worse, be punished for hiding criminals," Killian said. "I know you're my relatives, but you just threatened to kill me!"

"That was a joke, Killian," Arya said. "You're not joking about reporting us, though. I'm not a little kid anymore. If they dig further down into track-records, they'll know that I've killed a whole bunch of people and that was not accidental. I will go to jail, and for a long time, Killian. Please, don't say anything."

"Do it for me," Taliana said. "Do it for me, for Nia too, and for Arya."

"No one is going to report you to the police about not reporting us, you know," Arya told him. "You won't lose your job or anything. You can just say you never knew about this."

"But I'm your brother," Killian replied. "They know that. How could you not know?"

"Not all siblings are close. I hate to mention this, but take it with Robin, for example," Arya said. "They cannot make assumptions. Killian, please."

Killian looked at Taliana, watching as her hair flew across her face, red and orange eyes glowing in the night. She was staring into his teal eyes, so bright and blue, light blue hair falling over the side of his face. "I won't tell, for your sake." He sighed, his breath visible from the coldness of the night air. "But you all owe me one."

Nia sighed in relief. "Thanks, Killian. We love you for it." She quickly hugged him as Arya joined in, Taliana refusing to hug anyone, but she did give him a smile secretly, without Arya and Nia seeing. 

"We know how much this is a risk to your career," Taliana told him, as the other two girls pulled out from the hug. "You're taking a huge risk, for us, and you shouldn't have to. We're sorry we're causing this trouble, this burden on you, and we really appreciate it. We really do. So thank you, Killian. I could never find someone as considerate and caring as you."

He smiled back. "Let's hope it's worth it. Just don't do this again; I'm not sure if I'll be able to cover for you again."

"Of course," Taliana replied. "This won't happen again."

As Taliana emptied the dead bodies into the river with her power, Nia, Killian and Arya watched from afar, before the four of them turned away, retreating back into the shadow of the night. Arya was familiar with this forest, as it had been her home for two of the worst years in her life, and every tree was placed in a memorable area. One thing was strange tonight, however; a small shadow darted behind a tree, falling back into the still shadows cast down from trees. It wasn't right, and Arya knew it. Taliana, Nia and Killian past it, unnoticed, but Arya peered past that tree, and she swore she could see a figure of a girl with a high ponytail, but who it was, she could not tell.