Hello All! I've recently fallen into the wonderful world of the show Alphas and have watched every episode(not like that's many). I hope I have the characterizations down to a comfort level for all of you, and I hope you enjoy reading.
Warnings: Violence, Original Character, femslash.
Summary: She has the ability to manipulate bullets. It seems fitting that she'd send one through the resident shy girl's heart.
Notes: If you have any constructive criticism, please make it known! I can only improve as a writer with you all's help!
It's hot. That something she notes immediately when she steps outside; it's hotter than hell and she doesn't like it. Actually, she hates it but, people aren't going to sing to themselves nor were the plates going to miraculously put themselves on people's plates. She hates her job. As she jogs down the stairs to her building, she notices a kid about to help an older woman across the street. She can't stop her smile, it's good to see kids these days had some home training.
"Mommy!" she hears from behind her. She turns, just in time to catch the nine year old missile running at her. "Have a good day at work." a face grinned at her brightly. She chuckles, leaning in to kiss a dimpled cheek,
"I will, thanks buddy." she says smiling back at her little boy. She puts him down, watching as he runs back into the building. She smiles at the boy across the street as he continues to guide the young woman, walking down the road and turning, smiling at a few people. She doesn't see the arm until it's around her throat and dragging her into the alley. She's tossed up against a wall, her hands up instinctively as she eyes the person in front of her,
"The goddamn backpack, you got money in it?" the angry voice asks. She swallows, nodding,
"Y-yeah. A-a-a few bucks." she says. He nods, looking down the alley and back at her, his eyes uneven,
"Well fucking give it to me!" he snaps. She nods, tearing it off quickly and tossing it to him. He raises a gun, going into the bag,
"There better fucking be something in here!" he says waving the gun carelessly. She nods, not trusting herself to speak. He finally finds what he's looking for, counting it quickly, "Seventeen...eighteen...twenty bucks?"he asks incredulously. She nods, jumping when the gun points directly at her face,
"I...it's all I have." she whimpers. He glares, looking at her wrist and ears,
"Those earrings, give me those. A-and the watch." he says. She nods, removing the items quickly. She tosses them to him, cringing when one of her earrings hit the ground. He bends to pick it up and she glances down the alley, hoping to see an escape. He sees her leg twitch and waves his gun, his sweaty hands causing the gun to slip and go off. She reacts, her eyes widening and her hands raising, before her eyes slip closed. She remains paused for a few moments, finally peaking and watching in disbelief as the bullet hovers in front of her face. She looks at the man, now on the ground looking horrified and back at the bullet. He moves a fraction and she panics, watching in amazement as the bullet barrels downward and hits him directly between the eyes. She doesn't breath as she watches it register on his face before he falls back, his lifeless brown eyes staring up at her.
"Are you kidding me?" Bill asks as they drive down the road. Dr. Rosen merely smiles, watching out the window.
"We're going because a lady said she saw a bullet hit a guy in the head?" Cameron asks, his voice equally disbelieving. Dr. Rosen glances in the rear view mirror,
"She swears the bullet had already been out of the gun and hovering in front of her face." he says to them. Bill rolls his eyes,
"They do know they can't call us whenever a job seems a little strange, right?" he asks Dr. Rosen who merely nods.
"They do, but I think it was a good move on their part. She's passed four separate polygraph tests, all administered by different people, there was no gun shot residue on her and none of her prints were on the gun." he explains.
"Okay, so maybe she's protecting someone. A- a boyfriend maybe." Bill throws out. Dr. Rosen shakes his head,
"The only prints on the gun were the victims. And it was a gunshot between the eyes, highly unlikely as a suicide. If her story is true, he was actually robbing her." he says as they pull up to the police precinct. Bill rolls his eyes again,
"I still don't think they should be calling us." he grumbles getting out of the car.
"Bill's cranky today. More cranky than usual." Gary pipes in. Bill cuts his eyes at him before shaking his head.
Rachel pulls up the group, already cringing from the yelling that the 'suspect' is doing.
"You okay?" Nina asks hanging back a little. Rachel nods, smiling at her tightly,
"Fine. She's a little...angry." she explains. Nina nods, offering her own apologetic look as they continue forward.
Dr. Rosen stands on the observing side of the two way mirror, studying the young woman's body language.
"First glance I'd swear she was a guy." Cameron notes absently. Dr. Rosen simply nods, watching her body language.
"Maybe I could go in and ask her a few questions?" Dr. Rosen asks the chief of police. The man looks at him, eyebrow raised until he flashes his badge.
"This a matter of national security? How so?" he asks annoyed. This kid wasn't changing her story and nothing made sense.
"Sometimes we take on stories of the...unexplainable variety." he says easily.
"Meanin' you study quack jobs?" the chief asks. "Whatever, have at it." he says motioning the man forward. He nods, stepping around the corner and into the room, smiling when the younger face glances up at him,
"My god, haven't I said it enough? Now they're sendin'...what are you?" she asks. He smiles calmly, sitting across from her.
"I'm Dr. Lee Rosen," he introduces himself, "Who are you?" he asks. His voice and entire demeanor is relaxed, causing the young woman in front of him to go on high alert.
"I'm Kaylan Connolly. A large variety of people call me KC." she tells him. Her accent is thick,
"You aren't from around here, are you?" he asks simply. She shakes her head but doesn't elaborate.
"So, what are you? A detective or something?"
"I'm actually a psychiatrist." he tells her. She scoffs, leaning back,
"Wow, they think I'm batshit crazy, don't they?" she asks
"Bat-shit crazy isn't an actual adjective. It's not possible to be bat-shit crazy." Gary tells them unnecessarily. Rachel and Cameron just look at him before looking ahead again,
"No, no one thinks your crazy." Dr. Rosen says. KC watches him, working her jaw repeatedly and leaning back with a huff,
"So why're you here?" she asks softly. He smiles,
"To get to the bottom of this."
"I've told them the truth!" she snaps standing and pacing, "I- I was on my way to work and this fuckin' arm just grabbed me, kinda like this, yunno?" she demonstrates on herself, "And then like, I'm lookin' at brick wall. Then I turn and guy asks for my backpack, which the police still have, takes my last twenty bucks, my earrings and my watch. One of the earrings fall, he crouches and the gun slips and goes off. I swear I'm about to be dead so I clinch my eyes." she says standing near the window eying him angrily.
"then what?"
"Then what? Then I open my fucking eyes and look at him and the bullet hits him right between the eyes." she practically growls.
"And you didn't touch the gun?"
"No."
"Or him?"
"Right."
"No one else was in the alley?" he asks next. She shakes her head, leaning her head back against the wall,
"No one else. It's New York in the middle of the day. Even if they were, I doubt they'd notice." she mutters. He sits back and watches her.
"Her heart rate keeps changing. It'll go from rapid beats to a slower, calmer rhythm every time she speaks." Rachel tells them. "There's...she's literally radiating fear." she adds. Cameron sighs,
"So what, maybe she's telling the truth?" he asks. Rachel shrugs, looking at the others,
"Maybe."
"Did you think anything before the bullet hit him, Ms. Connolly?" Dr. Rosen asks. KC frowns, shrugging,
"Holy shit, whys that bullet there and not in me makin' me dead." she says. He nods,
"Anything else?" he asks. She thinks back,
"He moved and all I could think was 'shit, I need him to not move so quickly'." she says finally. He nods,
"You were terrified, yes?"
"Dude the hell kinda question is that? There was a fucking bullet lookin me in the eye!" she snaps. Dr. Rosen raises his hands,
"You're right, I'm sorry." he says.
"Nah...I'm...it's just...it's fucked, yunno?" she asks sitting down. "Like one minute, I'm lookin him in the face and the next...'boom'." she says with a heavy sigh. She lets her head drop with a resounding thump and breathes deeply.
"She thinks she needs him to not move then a bullet flies into his head? I don't think that's a coincidence." Bill says. Nina nods, watching the young woman,
"I don't either but...I'm pretty sure she doesn't know what she's doing." she says half to herself.
"What, she controls people's minds and makes them shoot themselves?" Cameron asks. Nina shakes her head,
"Or she controls the bullets." she says after a beat.
"I want to try something, okay?" Dr. Rosen says.
"Is it a horse tranquilizer? Something to induce memory loss so I can forget this whole day?" KC asks. He shakes his head then speaks,
"No. I'm going to sit something on the table and I want you to think you need it to move." he says. She scoffs,
"How many crazy people have you been around?" she asks. He smiles, mostly to himself.
"Indulge me at least?" he asks. She sighs, lifting her head and shrugging,
"Whatever Doc." she mutters. He sits a pen on the table,
"I want you to think you need it to move to the wall." he tells her. She sighs, glancing at it and thinking about the pen. It doesn't move.
"Are we done?" she asks. He frowns a little,
"Did you visualize it connecting with the wall?" he asks. She nods,
"Yeah." she shrugs, "And for a split second, your face too." she says openly. He snorts before he can stop himself,
"I'll be right back." he says standing. She sighs,
"I'll be here."
"Doc, what are you doing?" Bill asks when the man enters the small room. Dr. Rosen rubs his forehead,
"It's obvious she doesn't have telekinesis if that's what you were looking for." Nina says. Dr. Rosen nods,
"That's true but she somehow manipulated that bullet without knowing." he tells them. "Bill, can I borrow one of your bullets?" he asks. Bill blinks,
"You're joking, right?" Bill asks a smile forming on his face with amusement.
"I'm afraid not." he says motioning to the man's gun. Bill looks around before sighing,
"Sure,whatever." he says removing his clip and handing Dr. Rosen a single bullet. Dr. Rosen smiles gratefully and returns to the interrogation room.
"Hey, Ms. Connolly?" Dr. Rosen enters slowly. KC glances up,
"Call me K-" she glances up in time to see something fly at her face.
KC feels her heart beat spike and sweat break out as the object barrels to her. She watches it, her green eyes widen with fear until it gradually slows to a stop in front of her face, much like the one had earlier. The bullet hovers there, a few seconds ticking by,
"- Connolly!" her eyes snap to the direction of the door and so does the bullet. It hits the door, lodging itself into it as Dr. Rosen finally stands and looks between the door and the obviously frightened girl,
"What the fuck was that?" she exclaims. Dr. Rosen sighs, looks like he needs to explain a few things.