Chapter 2. Revenge Syndrome
Armed with a knife Ia left her home, she returned to her school, her school day had ended earlier than most other students' days so they were still there. Heavy drops of rain hit the ground and shattered, the trees waved back and forth with the wind. The school was close, outside some of the ''cool kids'' where skipping class. Ia's hand entered her pocket, she grabbed the knife and prepared to pull it out. None of them would identify her, her last minute changes on her outfit made her unidentifiable, lenses colored her eyes red, a long white wig made her look like a whole new person, no longer was she the tormented, nerdy girl Ia, now she was a biological war machine, prepared to kill all that even lied as much as a finger in her way. The weather was nice for revenge, she felt no regret over her decision to get revenge, she knew that attacking them was the right option. Not all of them had ever hurt her, but those was guilty as well, they just stood by and let it happen, by letting someone commit a crime, you are guilty as well. As she got closer to her targets her wish to hurt them only increased, she felt a need to bring pain to them. She knew that a miracle had happened to her, the gift to be able to hurt had been given to her. She was close now, only five more meters, then, she smiled, then they'll pay. She could see before her how they screamed in pain, how she wounded them, all in the name of justice. The ground was wet by rain, but soon a red liquid would cover the streets as well, she knew that this day would change her forever, but this was justice, she would no longer be a coward, pushed around by others, she would be representative justice. One of the ''cool kids'' noticed her and turned his head towards her. Ia remembered being knocked out from the school building, into the rain, how the person in front of her laughed and locked the door. She pulled out the dagger and stabbed him in his side, her intention was not to execute him, since the dead one does not feel pain, nor does the dead one learn, they had to suffer, know that she had risen above them. Blood poured down at the ground, it was quickly washed away with the rain, she turned her head against the next target, this one had helped with knocking her into the rain earlier today. Ia felt her blood boil as she sliced with her dagger, hitting her targets stomach. The rest of the group had hastily departed from the scene.
"You won't escape, she whispered and ran after the one she hated the most". She chased this one into a backstreet, it was a dead end, no escape. Ia slowly walked towards him.
"What do you want from me?" He asked.
"This is for the greater good, this is for justice". She leaped towards him piercing his clothing with the dagger, before rupturing any vital organs she pulled out the knife and left him to bleed. The rain kept falling down, washing away the blood from her victims, she did not regret her deed. Only one thing still annoyed her, the need for blood wasn't satisfied. I will succeed, I will be the victor, all will fall to my blade, she thought while striding home. She had walked for a while when she noticed that she still held the blood covered knife in her right hand. If someone were to see her with the blade in her hand the reaction would be dangerous for Ia so she out the knife back into her pocket. She felt an urge to attack once again, she was only half way home when she had decided to dedicate her very existence to revenge, to justice. I can't do it alone, she thought, I need help. There was no one known to her that would help her with bringing blight to all that opposed her, but there was someone who could help her without knowing it, Gumi. Gumi didn't only have tons of matches and gasoline, she had apparently gotten her hands on some C-4. Ia was hoping on getting to know where Gumi bought the explosives that she had. The problem was of course that Gumi was ill and therefore not of much use right now, still Ia wanted to try and begun thinking about how to contact Gumi. Ia's conclusion was to send a text message.
From: Ia
To: Gumi
you've told me that you have C-4, can you please tell me from where you bought it?
From: Gumi
To: Ia
Why do you ask? It's not like you to suddenly want to destroy something, you've always tried to stop me from lighting fires and blowing up stuff.
From: Ia
To: Gumi
I need it for a science project.
From: Gumi
To: Ia
Well, to begin with I bought all C-4 that the seller had in stock so there isn't really any point in trying to get more and I need all that I have. Would dynamite do? I know a person who sells it, and he had some in stock last time I checked.
From: Ia
To: Gumi
Dynamite should be fine as well.
Ia found herself on the way to the harbor where apparently explosives could be purchased. Gumi had sent her information about where, and how to buy dynamite. The rain was still falling down, the intensity had decreased but the rain was still decreasing ones field of view remarkably. Ia cleansed her knife in the rain, the blood of her victims washed of easily. She out the dagger back into her pocket and moved to the warehouse where she would buy some explosives. She looked at the description of the seller, then at the few people inside of the warehouse, then back at the description. After checking a few times she was quite sure of who she should talk to, the person wore a long dark coat and a hat that casted a shadow on his face.
"Excuse me" Ia said to him, he turned around and his face became visible. Ia recognized him, it was the same person as the white-haired boy from the outcasts.
"Can I help you?" He asked, Ia had forgot that she was discussed but was reminded of it when he seemed like he had never met Ia before.
"I've heard that you sell explosives like dynamite, C-4 and TNT" The instructions said that she had to use that specific phrase in order to be allowed to buy anything. The boy smiled and headed towards a few boxes and signaled Ia to follow him. When he reached the plastic boxes he pulled out one and opened it.
"Now, what do you seek to buy?" He asked.
"Dynamite"
"As you wish, he pulled out some dynamite sticks and asked for the quantity" Ia bought as much as she could afford which wasn't that much since she didn't bring that much money. She left the warehouse with a wicked smile on her lips. She quickly ran home. She reached for the cold keys in her pocket and opened the door. When she finally was indoors she looked through her bookshelf to find a list of the names of her classmates. When she found the list she began tracking down as many as possible of them. When she had a list of about then people she headed out again. This time she brought matches and some flammable thread as well.
Once she was at her first targets house she begun deploying a bomb that would destroy parts of the targets house. She dug a small hole in the ground where she placed a dynamite stick and ignited the fuse, her target had noticed that someone was in her yard and went outside to check who it was, outside she found a girl sitting in her yard. Ia noticed her target and dashed towards her. She pulled out the knife in her pocket and sliced her, Ia wasn't done yet, she kicked her back, towards the dynamite. The fuse was short, the dynamite itself would soon catch fire and burn explosively, destroying things around it. Just when the target got up the bomb detonated, Ia laughed at the scene, the targeted girl screamed in pain as blazes hit her already wounded body. Ia's laughter didn't end even though the girl was devoured in blazes and her face was full of fear. Nimbly Ia left the burnt garden, leaving the ablaze girl there to suffer, if it wasn't for the rain she would most likely had died but the cold drops of water chilled her burnt skin. Ia didn't care, the target had suffered, that was all that mattered.
