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Chapter 2: The pair of stars.
Mai POV
The night bled into Mai's bedroom when she awoke an hour later, drenched in her own sweat. The peeking moonlight cast a halo around her brunette hair, shifting her pale skin with blue highlights. Everything seemed normal. Everything looked normal. But the air was too cold – too frigid. The rain continued to pour down as Mai began to recall the memories.
Her body shook with fear as she remembered the silhouette of a man above her. How he clamped a hand over her mouth. How that wet rag had that strange scent… how that intruder had somehow knocked her unconscious..
Suddenly, the girl tries to spring from her bed, shocked by the fear that courses through her veins. But she fails when she's held down by a thin rope tied around both her ankles and wrists. Mai curses clumsily, attempting to slip her hands from the rope. But it's useless. The more she tried to drag the rope above her wrists, it would burn and turn tender.
But she had to get out of here. For all she knew, the robber could still be in here – he could still be in the next room – doing God knows what.
She couldn't even risk calling the cops from her cellphone. The robber could hear her.
Mai stifled a cry by biting her lip. She couldn't make a sound if she wanted to get out of here alive. So the 19 year old bit down harder and attempted to even out her breathing.
Be calm, Mai, she told herself. Everything will be okay. Look for scissors. That's your first priority.
After a few moments of gathering up the little courage she had, she slipped her legs off her bed and began to crawl in the darkness. She slid like a worm until she hit her desk, climbing her way up so she was in a standing position. She turned around and fumbled through the drawers until she eventually found her sharp object.
She snatched the pair of scissors and cut her way through the thin rope on her wrists. Next was her ankles – and within minutes – she was set free.
Mai couldn't help but think how sloppy of a job the intruder did. He didn't even bother to duct tape her mouth for that matter.
He must have been sure she was knocked unconscious.
Mai tiptoed through the darkness, her hair a crazy mess on her head. Tears pressed the back of her eyes, threatening to fall. But she blinked them back. She was not ready to give up. All she had to do was get to the front door and run. Just run.
Lightning flashed across the apartments floors, allowing her to see a second worth of her own room. It was enough time to let her know that nobody else was by her. It was a good sign.
Mai grasped the scissors in her hands and began taking soft steps, sidestepping the knowing creeks in her floorboards to prevent any suspicion that she was indeed – conscious.
Her breath quickened with every step as she peered around the corner. She waited long minutes to wait for the Lightning to guarantee a clear path. And when it did, she felt acid climb up her throat out of fear. Who awaits her beyond the hallway and into the living room was either somebody ready to kill her – or nobody at all. But with every whispering step, she felt it again.
The odd sensation of eyes upon her back.
She shook it off quickly, knowing nobody had passed her at all. No one was seen from where she was standing at all.
Mai continued her tip toes until she finally came to a corner where she peered around and caught sight of the living room. Mai was thankful for the power outage at that moment – because the man in the ski mask would have seen her by then.
The man cloaked in black was fumbling with her TV – noisily for that matter. The silhouette Mai had seen before suddenly became clearer. He wasn't tall and or intimidating. He was small and feeble. A good part on Mai's side.
But slipping past him and to the front door was nearly impossible. If he was planning to take all of her belongings and get away with it? He was in for another story.
Wait – what is wrong with me? Just let him get away! I'll be safer that way!
It was like her mind was battling with her heart. But she couldn't shake that morbid thought out of her mind. The scissors in her hand suddenly felt very powerful – as if her hand itself was sending electrical currents up and down her arm and through the cold metal. Mai felt different. She felt alive. But she also felt sick.
She saw herself slashing his throat. His blood nearly a puddle that she would sidestep below her feet.
Mai shut her eyes against her own mind.
What the hell are you thinking! Just sneak out of here and let him go!
But Mai couldn't do that. She felt powerful. Anger surged through her limbs. She was one with the Lightning that flashed outside her windows. The thunder in her bones ached for the excitement of tearing the robber apart.
She heard a whisper in her ear as she inched towards the man.
Kill him, Mai. Kill him.
She didn't understand who was murmuring these thoughts to her, but she found herself obeying. She crawled behind the couch with unbelievable flexibility. She was a cat – as if she inherited the abilities from the feline itself. Though these were definitely not her movements.
This was definitely not Mai.
Mai cocked her head as she eyed the man from the floor. She watched him grab her TV and yank the cords from the sockets. He set it down and dusted off his hands – as if he'd never done this sort of thing before.
Mai felt the scissors in her hands. She held them tightly, and then in a matter of seconds – she was on him.
They both screamed as they landed in a heap on the floor. The man scrambled to get her off of him, but Mai was unyielding. She sat on top of him, digging her thumbs into his eye sockets.
The man screamed louder. Until eventually – his hands were wrapped around her throat as well, and weakened her grip on him. But before Mai was thrown away by the robber, she slipped her fingers under his mask and revealed the intruder.
Mai was right. It was a man. But it wasn't just an ordinary man. He was an old man.
For a second – time was frozen. Mai could see the truth behind the mans cold wintery eyes. They were worn. Broken. Beaten. And red from what she just tried to do earlier.
Mai never had the power that her beloved boss had – to see history when she touched an object. But she could practically see his whole story by looking into his blue eyes. The gray hair that lay in a heap on his head told enough. His life had been hard. The economy beat down on his cold body. The loss of life and the loss of family were practically scars sketching his face that took the form of wrinkles. Innocence poured into his eyes and into his soul like water. His were warm. Kind.
He proved that kindness by not harming the 19 year old when he planned to rob her apartment. He was the kind of man that wouldn't do things like this. It was a last resort in order to survive.
Mai's eyes widened with shock. That feeling of electricity ran out of her body. She was back to her old self.
But the man didn't know that.
The robber struck her hard across the face and she landed hard on her back beside him. The scissors flew willingly from her hand.
Mai was confused. She didn't know what was happening until the old man was on top of her – hands clamped around her throat.
She dug her nails into his calloused hands, but the determination written on his face never prevailed.
The girl felt herself failing. The air she tried desperately to grasp was inches away. But she couldn't. Tears raked down her face and clogged her senses. Her eyes were blank – unseeing. Black dots scattered her vision and sent her drowning into nothingness.
Mai was on the verge of unconsciousness until the man suddenly lessened his grip. A thin airway was sent down her throat.
But the elderly man wasn't looking at her. He was looking above her.
And suddenly, the determination disappeared. What replaced it, was rather simple.
Fear.
He scrambled off of Mai and fumbled for the scissors that were lain across the floor. Though Mai was too busy gasping for breath, she never had the time to see who he was looking at.
Who he was so damn afraid of.
But after the dizziness passed, she finally noticed what the robber was doing. He was clutching the scissors in his hands and held them out towards Mai. But it wasn't directed towards her.
Mai slowly turned around, finally seeing what he was seeing.
It was a girl. A girl she never recognized before. She wasn't a normal girl – per say. Her limbs were too long for a human, but the pale skin that hung around her bones was the only thing that differed her from a spider and a human. Her black hair had grown so long that it lay at a heap on the floor as she crawled – bones cracking from disuse.
The robber screamed, his hands clutching the scissors as if it was the only thing that meant life or death. But Mai sat still. Shocked to move even an inch.
Then she felt it. Her eyes land on Mai.
The same feeling she felt in the hallway. That nagging she felt... It was her.
The girls eyes were a brilliant green that had a pale brisk to their texture. It was shocking to see such a horrid body but such beautiful eyes. The realization came crashing down on Mai like waves.
This..was a ghost.
The hunger she felt for blood earlier was this woman. She had temporarily possessed wasn't going crazy. She wasn't a psychopathic killer who sought blood. It was the girl she was staring at.
Mai had been lost in her thoughts so much that she never realized the woman's face was inches from hers. Her teeth were rotted. Cheekbones and her white jawline jutted out from her flesh. She could even smell her rancid breath.
And then, the spider-like girl lifted her hands to Mai's shoulders, enabling her to move anywhere. Her jagged fingernails dug into Mai's collarbone so much, that she couldn't hold back the scream. She felt herself losing consciousness as the girl kept burying her nails into her shoulders. She was burrowing herself inside Mai like an animal.
As if Mai had a home that was up for sale.
And just like that – the spider girl was gone. All was left was Mai and the robber.
But Mai wasn't Mai anymore.
Her head cocked sideways. An inhuman crack came from all of her joints. Her fingers stretched and curled, as if the woman possessing her was so unfamiliar feeling normal limbs.
And she felt the power again. There was no longer a normal girl inside Mai's brain. It was the spider.
She flashed around to the robber who had been sobbing this whole time. Mai licked her lips, staring at the scissors in his hands. She crawled over to him with ease, yanking the weapon away from his grasp.
She opened them up, scraping her thumb across the sharp inside of the pair, as if testing its durability.
And then, the next thing they knew, the metal was inside his flesh. Between his ribs was the jagged pair of scissors lodged deep in his skin. Blood gushed from his chest.
It wasn't long until his pulse stopped throbbing.
The robber was dead.
And so was the girl in Mai's head. For now.
All was left was the normal Mai, back to herself within seconds of the stabbing. Her cinnamon eyes blinked a few times, regaining full consciousness. Eventually, the dizziness faded away.
The fuzzy black that dotted her eyes cleared.
The only thing the 19 year old look at, is herself sitting in a puddle of red. And that's all Mai could see.
Red.
Red.
Red.
Everywhere.
Her hands shook ravenously. Her fingers stuck to everything. Everything was sticky with red. Red. Red. Red. Red.
When Mai looked up at the lifeless man beside her, that's when she let out the blood curdling scream.
She couldn't pay attention to the tears running down her face like cascades. She couldn't pay attention to how much she was sobbing. All Mai could process was the word run. Run, she told herself. And so she did.
She ran out and down the stairs of the apartment building. Rain eventually hit the girls head and made a river of blood down her soaked skin. She tried not to pay attention to how she left crimson footprints in her path as she trudged on. Her knees felt weak with fatigue. She was so tired. But the fear of that girl – of the red all over her body made her run. Mai didn't know she was screaming until she eventually came to a dead end next to a corner store.
She sobbed endlessly. They were shaky. Desperate. Animal-like. Something she could never imagine coming from her mouth.
The sound of thunder knocked her off her feet and landed her in a puddle of mud. She was grateful for the brown color. She didn't like seeing red.
Suddenly, she remembered something.
Mai fumbled around in her sweatshirt pocket and then her pants pocket.
She can't believe she forgot. She slipped her crappy cellphone from her pocket and searched through her contacts.
This was a really bad time to not have any friends.
She searched ravenously for someone – something. She couldn't call the cops. She just murdered someone.
And then, just like that, she hit the letter "N" in her contacts.
Naru.
She pressed the button, knowing even if he hated Mai, he would help her at a time like this. If he was in Japan – he would surely-
"Hello?" A male voice said. It was odd hearing it after so long. But Mai couldn't quite care in that moment.
Mai started to cry in response.
"Mai?" He asked, a bit shaken by her sobs. "Where the hell are you? What's happened?"
Mai sobbed more. "I-I'm at the c-corner s-store-e by my apartment-t."
And that's the only thing she said before she snapped her phone shut. She took the time to cry more into the mud, surrounding herself with the awful stench.
The rain that curled itself around Mai's body lessened. She found herself longing for a long bath where she would scrub and scrub until every layer of grime was off her body. Mai could still feel her shoulders ache where the girl dug her nails into.
But that no longer mattered. Sleep was upon her. Mai drifted off, her swollen eyes gazed up at the pale moon above. She thought about the stars. The constellations. Galaxies. It wasn't long until she saw a particular set of stars looking back at her.
They were sapphires. Beautiful – bluish purple that were deep and cold. Yet they were too dull against the town. Mai figured they'd forever be hidden behind the bright lights of sleepless cities. She found comfort in them as they carried her away from her ruin in the street and brought her to safety.
And then all at once, nothing was all she saw.
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