Originally i was working on something else, but i had to get this out of my head first. Read, enjoy, review!

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I should have shot her. I thought to myself. I should have filled that room with all my men have them all unload their bullets into her. I don't care how bullet resistant that suit is, eventually it would have torn apart!

I looked around me. My men, their trust I bought with money I earned with my power. Now their trust was in her hands. I knew what sort of risk it was having Sarah in my hands, but her powers were perfect! Her powers allowed me to expand my forces in more! It even helped me identify my pet, Dinah. My power allows me to create two worlds. One where I choose to do something, the other where I did something else. But that was my limit. I could only make two world, follow two options, and in the end I had to choose one. Such was my case now.

With Sarah, my little Tattletale, I could get information from even the smallest of details and with my Pet Dinah I could choose which decisions to follow-to explore the worlds I created. With their combined power I was able to achieve my goal, I was able to rule Brockton Bay! With the right hand of justice I controlled the heroes, the town's leader in my pockets, and with the left hand of crime I would regulate criminal activities through my own organization, I would be the hidden ruler who commands all. There was none who would oppose me, I had nothing to fear!

That was my first mistake.

My city would become the staging point. For what? I don't know. Cauldron had informed me that if I succeeded all would be revealed. I would gain a chair, so to speak, I would take part in whatever their plans were. I don't know what it is but I knew it had all three of the triumvirate as members, arguably the strongest humans this world has to offer. If they were involved then surely the payout would be worth it!

That's why I needed my thinkers. I could afford to lose my Tattletale, she wasn't worth the hassle it took to control her. True I would rather have her but when it comes down to it, a bullet would have solve if not prevented my current predicament. But Dinah, my pet...she was worth every risk. Her powers to find the accurate percentages about the likelihood of any event that would happen was a talent that allowed me avoid the pitfalls of my own power...she created certainty that my power simply did not give me; I couldn't let her be taken away from me. I couldn't let the girl before to rip my pet from my hands. She was just too useful! So I directed everything within my power, including my power itself, to eliminate the nuisance who would dare rob me of my certainty!

That was my second mistake.

I did my best, I sent everything I had her. Taylor Hebert, Skitter, I underestimated her abilities. Despite everything I sent at her, she still survived! Despite my plot to make it seem like she betrayed the Undersiders, she still managed to overcome it! But I still had my pet, she would still be after me. Skitter is resourceful, cunning, and very determined. She was the one person I couldn't give time to. Within days she could amass a swarm that can and would over run my men or come up with some sort of scheme that would jeopardise everything I worked for! I had to end it and it had to be today! I had her trapped, her and her cohorts. All the undersiders, I even brought back my treacherous Tattletale, I was going to eliminate them all. I wanted everyone to see my power, to acknowledge that Brockton Bay was mine once and for all. All my parahumans, my mercenaries, my pet, with them all under my control, the undersiders were not a problem.

This was my third and final mistake.

One can never be too cautious. I practically lived by that rule! The Undersiders had served their purpose I no longer had a use for them. They could be replaced! But finding a villain group as competent and under my thumb as them would be too much of hassle and would set me back months! So I let it slide. I should have refreshed. Easy and slow wins the race, but everything was within my grasp! Could anyone of a similar position blame me?

I never kept my worlds together, being too close together creates a possibility where I can be killed and increases the odds that I will fail at a given task. I broke that silent rule in order to kill Skitter. All my worlds were close together, I was certain everything was going to work in the end even without my pet's power. This mistake I fully take the blame for. I should have kept to that silent rule.

Everyone has something they desire, something they are desperate for. It is for that reason that my men are loyal to me…. It is for that reason my men betrayed me. Satisfy the need then people lose a reason to continue to be loyal, if someone else can better satisfy that need, then anyone would betray you. I knew that better than anyone. Hell, I killed a man back in Ellisburg in order to live! I know that better than anyone! Yet I it slipped my mind because everything was turning out as I hoped. Then everyone turned on me.

My parahumans had guns pointed at them by my own men. Ballistic betrayed his teammates, betrayed me, and put his teammates down. My tattletale had plotted against me, amassed a fortune without my knowledge and stole everything I own. My remaining men were now part of the turncoats. And know Skitter had a gun and I knew she was going to shoot me. Tattletale was right, prison-birdcage? I had contingencies for everything. The only viable solution...was to kill me.

I used my powers. Created worlds where I tried to leave this situation, but nothing worked. If I ran, Imp would stop me then Skitter would shoot me. If I charged at Skitter, she would shoot me while Grue shrouded me in darkness. If try to take someone hostage, my men shoot me. If run the wrong way, Bitch's bitch gets me. Every time I used my powers, every time I created a world where I would try to run away I still ended up dying! The only world that had me surviving was the one where I was on my knees, waiting for the Coup De Grace that would eventually come.

"It doesn't have to be you," Tattletale told Skitter, the later had her mask fixed to where my face was. I could feel her bugs on me.

"No," she shook her head, "I think it does," she stated with a level of clarity.

Everything I worked for...everything I spent the last few years of my life trying to make, it was all going to end. I could use my phone, call in, use that girl, Noelle, as my own dead man switch. It was pety but it was the best I could think in this situation.

"Oh and Coil," Tattletale began, catching everyone's attention, "I made sure no one could do something like make Noelle upset with a phone call."

I let out a groan as I let my head fall. Of course I thought to myself. She would guess that I would do that. I looked up to see Skitter approaching.

"So it's come down to this," was all I could say. She was going to shoot me. Kill me. She wasn't a murderer but she, out of everyone in the Undersiders, she was the only who knew how to do what needed to be done. For as much trouble as she brought in...she was actually my favorite of the bunch, useful. I've said it before. I like those who are desperate, but are second to those who are useful. Sadly, out of everyone on the team...she was the only one who was desperate for something I could never provide...and now I was paying the price for not eliminating her sooner.

I was on the climax and now I had nothing. Tattletale had stolen everything from me and Skitter was going to shoot me. I was going to die with nothing. I was alone, surrounded but the men I once trusted, granted it was trust bought through coin but it was enough! Despite that it was only the people here, it felt as if the world was against me. I could see her, checking her gun, no doubt to see if she had bullets. I could see the bugs trailing her clip, ah, so she was using them to see. Well that cleared up a confusion of mine. I couldn't help but run my hands against my arms and sure enough i found bugs but they moved away from death and bit down.

She reloaded the gun and stopped in front of me.

"You're going to do it, huh."

"We both knew I would," was her answer.

"You we're my favorite. Out of everyone you knew what to do and how to do it. The most reliable."

"No," she said shaking her head "I had my friends. People I could genuinely trust to have my back."

"Funny, you were the one who was plotting to turn them over."

"I was…" she admitted, "...but I faced them and it made us stronger. Where you have employees I have family. People I know who will always be there for me, people I would do anything for. Its why I did why I had to, why I was able to take risks. You have no one. No one to be there to pick you up, no one to help you without doing it for a big pay check. You're all alone Coil." True on all counts, but that's what made it sting a lot more than the fact that this was being told to me by a child who wasn't even old enough to legally drive….

Back at Ellisburg...I wasn't the only one. When the situation got dire, everyone fought for themselves. Men I ate with, men I drank with, men I accepted into my life...they all became crazed with the desire to live and abandoned all their humanity in order to survive. What was I to do? Simple...either survive or die. I chose to survive! Afterwards I chose to look for Cauldron, to get the power that would allow me to live my new chosen path in life. I chose to be alone, who the hell I could trust fully? My pet, who I'm sure took a chance and now it turned out to be the right one, the men I paid handsomely, or the blonde girl who had a neutral expression but had her eyes singing with joy over my soon-to-be corpse who was all-wait...the agent….

Right I'm not on my own, not completely. I have one thing that will never betray me, not yet anyway.

I restarted making worlds, one where I stood still, another when I tried anything to get away, stave off my death for a few seconds, but it always ended in my death.

"If I survive this," I breathed. "I will take that precious family." C'mon. I know you're there. I know you have a greater role in this world. But you need to be for alive for it. I die you die. Our life is one. I was on the climax! Don't you want to be and remain on the climax? Together we can do it!

"You won't," Skitter replied confidently.

…

Well?

[The Climax?]

I heard from the back of my head. It was like a miracle. Like I heard an angel's voice. My salvation. I couldn't help but close my eyes, I nearly cracked a smile.

"Made peace with God, have you," Tattletale asked.

"Yes," I answered.

…[I Like the Climax]...[What Must I Do?]

"...you weren't talking to me" Tattletale said.

"Simple," I said. "Evolve." If I remember correctly the agents, the passengers, for trigger events they take whatever position someone, emotional state, coherency, whether they are under drugs or not and uses it as a base. I was going to use my calm rage.

"What," Skitter asked in confusion.

"FUCK! TAYLOR SHOOT HIM NOW!"

Too late. In a parallel world I made where the me quickly pushed the gun that was aimed at my head above it, the bullet flew and then it happened. The world where I stayed still and and did nothing dissa-no that's not right..

I briefly saw it.

The two beings of proportions I could barely imagine, I swear it's my first time seeing them and yet I was oddly familiar with them. Both, always together, now and forever, until the end of ti-

I grasped it. The true nature of my power...

I can force the timeline to split into two directions. Not making worlds, simply making two different timelines on the same reality. I never had any control, no true control, just an illusion. In both timelines I was always on autopilot, I simply decided which autopilot I prefered and the choice I made would remain. Both the memory and the result would be seen by all. My new ability, whatever it was, was different, I could feel it, it was very different on a variety of levels.

I was free from whatever that dream of the "worm" was. And to my knowledge all the parahumans were still in shock from my second trigger.

"EVERYONE SHOOT," one of my lieutenants shouted. Right, normal human's are not afflicted...I will murder that man, later.

Whatever my new powers were, I just hoped they were help me in my time of need. That switch at the back of my head for my powers was still there. I reached out to it, noting it felt different, and then I activated it.

I took the gun from skitter and used her as a body shield...Only I couldn't touch her anymore.

I moved away to be out of the men's aim...I could see them, they were unloading their guns for everything it's worth...yet they weren't following me.

[1]

What was that? I shook my head it didn't matter. The scene before was all that mattered. Behind me were the man with laptops and a few of my lieutenants, Sundancer and Trickster still unconscious, Ballistic, Grue, Bitch, Tattletale, Skitter in front of me in a daze. To my left were what remains of my Parahumans and Imp. Chariot, Über and Leet were more or less in a daze, Circus was out though, Imp was inflicted as well. Her first.

[2]

There it is again, what was that? Either way, Whatever this power is, it's meaningless if Imp can disappear from my memory. So I began to make my way over to her. If she disappears then even with this new ability I would probably not survive. I need to stop before that happens. I will take this chance and survive, I-

[3]

-will go back to the climax. ...How did I not notice this. The world around me was disappearing. The sky had already vanished but the floor was disappearing too! Almost looking like it was falling but it simply wasn't there anymore. Everything was becoming dark!

[4]

Their movements. I could see it, I could see the Trails everyone is leaving behind. The world was no more but i could see the Trails they made as they moved! Granted, they weren't really moving much but-

[5]

-they were moving, so to speak I mean, it seems like the other parahumans are recovering from my second trigger, the men are still shooting at the spot I used to be...What is this? What is happening?

[I Eradicated time]

!

[6]

I turned to look at my left and I saw who answered. It was some sort of humanoid, it's height and build were very similar to my own but it looked bigger on both accounts. I wasn't a bodybuilder but I still kept myself in shape. Its body raises a question, it was covered by a raised diagonal grid; save for its face, neck, shoulder guards, elbows, hands, abdomen, crotch, knees and feet/footwear. It's head, it was flat but it had two faces. There was a normal face, then on its forehead was another face, both had an angry expression but I could sense that it wasn't directed at me.

He spoke...then he must be my agent, my passenger. But it was weird...it's arms and legs...I feel as if I can control them.

[You can. We are now bonded. My body is yours to command]

"..What is this?"

[7]

[Time that has been eradicated]

"Eradicated...erased?"

[Yes. All actions are rendered meaningless here. Only the results will you can move and react]

[8]

[ Only you know how the results came to be. My body is yours, my power is yours. You need only to call my name]

[9]

By this point I had gotten behind Imp, I realised that the bugs we're still on me. The agent was a part of me now, it's arms and legs we're mine! It's power mine!

[Will this do?]

Testing it, I used it's arms and legs to kill the bugs I could find, huh so stuff on me works. "Let's find out." I said, already feeling the limit. The bugs I was aware of we're destroyed.

[10]

Light was back, the world was back and everyone was at the spot where they're Trail ended and they were all confused. The bullets near the ends of the erased time were still in motion and ended hitting the soldiers at the other side while the ones passed them hit the building, only six soldiers were hit, three on either side, but I'm sure four are dead.

Seconds I realised. It was only ten seconds that time was eradicated but it felt a little longer. Imp was looking in confusion. I heard that Skitter made everyone on her team suits, no doubt reinforced with silk, and probably reinforced their masks as well, but it is just a mask. It doesn't protect the back of their head..

"Whe-Where is he?" Skitter asked. I better do it now before Imp disappears! I pointed the gun to the back of head and pulled the trigger.

BANG! The gun jumped as I fired, the bullet piercing her skill, the force sending Imp forward, yet the mask seemed to remain. Hm, sturdy.

"What a waste," I said, already knowing everyone would be drawn to the sound of gunfire, in other words, me. "So much potential. This is on you, Skitter."

"AISHA!" I heard Tattletale scream.

"No. How," Skitter said, already putting it together, especially since I can see the bugs around the bullet hole. I turned to see that the remaining undersiders were watching in my direction Along with all the men who had their, now empty, guns trained on me.

"Imp stop playing," Grue yelled. Denial no doubt. "Look if this is a joke, I'll-I'll forgive you! Just, look just sto"

"Brian," Tattle said her voice trembling. "She's dead."
"I'm sorry Brian," I said, "I truly am. She had to go first. Someone who can disappear from my memory is not someone that can be ignored." From the corner of my eye I could see Ballistic already aiming something at me. Brian fell to his knees as he stared at Imp's corpse.

"I wouldn't do that, Ballistic. I can still forgive you. I can convince Trickster to forgi-" He fired. I could barely see the bullet, just barely, but it was enough. I had my agent project me. He stood out, I don't know why I knew it would work, but it did. Whatever he shot at me, the agent's body stopped it. He appeared with an angry expression and let out a snarl.

Everyone, who could see well, backed away and gasped.

"HOW!" Tattletale yelled, "You didn't trigger plus your a thinker!"

"What is it?" Skitter asked.

"A projection, same as the Siberian." Tattletale said.

"So it would appear, and every bit indestructible it seems. I don't know why, but i can feel it, it's range isn't like the Siberian and its power is completely different," I said. Tattletale, can probably figure out, but not in time to save her comrades.

"But how, why are we all different," she asked, "We moved without moving."

"I did trigger, same as Brian. Sadly, I can't make worlds anymore it seems. Instead, my new ability allows me to take a more...direct approach. It's pity but at least I can deal with all of you. In addition it seems my agent, my passenger, manifested itself as a projection and now it follows my will. No, don't won't do, you need a name...it's odd but I already know its name, I need only to call it. I can feel it ...your name is...King Crimson."

"What the hell," I think Leet let out.

I dismissed it and addressed the remaining men. "You all betrayed me...but I'm feeling sentimental. Shoot the remaining Undersiders, excluding Tattletale, and I'll forgive you." Everyone pulled their trigger as they aimed at me, only to hear clicks, unaware that they had emptied all of their rounds earlier. "Oh my..." I said with a small smile. "How unfortunate."

"YOU BASTARD," Grue yelled as he sprung to his feet and run towards me.

"Brian no!"

It would be easy to shoot him...but then again, Skitter made his suit. So I erased time.

I ran forward as the men began to reload, Ballistic already aiming something at me, or the me where I was.

[1]

I kept running as the world began to disappear, chunks of reality simply falling down. I've seen this before, in artwork...I'll have to look up the name, again.

[2]

It seems Bitch told her dogs to do something...I will kill them later. I'll kill them all.

[3]

I was getting close to Grue. The world has disappeared, only the trails remained.

[4]

I stood to the side as his trail passed me. I don't why but I could feel it. King Crimson can end it right here.

[5]

I didn't need to view the world around me. I quickly used King Crimson's right hand to grab Grue...Brian's head.

"Wha-" he let out as I had King Crimson's left hand decapitate him. With a wet slap, King Crimson's left hand cut through the fabric, flesh, and bone in one go.

"BRIAN," Tattletale yelled. I erased time again. Thankfully too. It's seems Ballistic had a pretty good idea where I would be. Once he saw me he aimed and fire. Luckily I achieved what I wanted.

I quickly ran where Bitch was. Her dog is a nuisance and with her out at least it would stop growing and start to shrink.

[1]

It seems like my men have began reloading again, probably unaware that they already did.

[2]

Skitter is staring at Brian's corpse, I threw his head in front of her. Huh, I guess I can do that so long as I don't actually touch her. After all nothing in erase time matters, not even death, only the results.

[3]

I could see bugs on the floor, sadly i couldn't kill them. Clearly she didn't understand how my powers worked but she already guessed I could move around and had a devised a way to track me. She is my favorite Undersider. She has fine control and enough composure to have them swarm me when time is done being erased.

[4]

I can't gloat. That's what got me into this situation. I'll just finish off Bitch and the, wolf pup I think, I'll finish both of them off and then deal with Ballistic soon after. The little mutt was already growing!

[5]

The erased time has ended and I was right in front of Bitch. I saw her eyes widen behind her mask. Her jacket seems like it'll protect her from bullets, probably the shirt too. I'll just have King Crimson rip right through it.

"I'm going to kill all of your dogs," I said as King Crimson plunged his right hand into her chest cavity, spearing her heart, she choked as I noted that blood dripped from beneath her little growing pup, about the halfway to the size of regular adult sized dog, barked. I had King Crimson stump on its head.

It let out a little yelp before it's skull caved with a satisfying crunch. I heard a dog bark behind me, the one that held the Skitter dummy that was intended to fool me. Once more, I erased time and headed towards Ballistic. I don't know how but he seemed to get a good beat on me.

I ran towards him, learning I can use King Crimson's legs to help me move, I was able to move pretty well.

[1]

Ah! This feeling! I've almost forgotten it, the feeling of a fight! I've spent too long in the shadows, carefully manipulating things to get a desired outcome. I can't do that anymore. Not as well as I could anyway. Meaning...I'll have to rely on my two thinkers now more than ever…

[2]

I'll think more on it later. Ballistic for now, then Skitter. I want to torture her but the girl is like a weed! If you don't destroy the root completely, it'll just keep coming back! What was I thinking? Using a state of the art teleporter to burn her alive, what is wrong with me? I should have just manhadled her, use cloroform, then have her thrown off a plane! Why did I over think it?

[3]

Hell, I could have just strong armed her by strapping bombs to the chest of the brats she was taking care of! Hell not even that! A sniper with regular round outside her average range could taken care of her, just aim at the back of her unarmored head!

What's this?

[4]

Well now, once more she is my favorite undersider. She doesn't know the exact mechanics of my- of King Crimson's power, but it seems Skitter was still able to direct Ballistic in a pinch with her bugs...simply outstanding! Even through the death of her "family" she was still able to fight and focus on stooping me.

[5]

I was going to stop now, but I should have thought it sooner. My Parahumans are still under my employ, that much is obvious. But my soldiers betrayed me and showed their willingness to shoot me. What about the men operating the teleporter?

[6]

Imp is obvious and was swiftly dealt with. Brian's new ability to siphon power was very dangerous, I already heard reports of him stealing the siberians power and manifested his own apparition. I couldn't let that happen. And Bitch...I honestly don't know if King Crimson could pierce a fully mutated dog, so I had to stop her power.

Tattletale didn't seem to know about the teleporter but then again I didn't know she had amassed such a fortune to make my men betray me. Again this was built recently, but just to be sure…

I began to make my way to them.

[7]

The world already gone, the Trail being the only thing left. I could see that the men with the laptop, the one Chariot created as an interface with the teleporter, they looked confused and afraid. Maybe they weren't against, maybe they were, but they weren't armed. They were dressed in nice suits and only operated the laptop (one held it the other operated it).

[8]

The laptop should be enough. As long as the laptop is my position or destroyed then it should be fine. I guess I'll end it here.

[9]

I snatched laptop from the two men who shouted in surprise.

"No need for fear gentleman, just making sure," I said as I turned to face what was left of the traitors.

"FUCK! HOW'S HE DOING THAT!" Ballistic shouted, discovering he already fired what he intended to shoot at me, some metal ball I think.

"Time," Tattletale said, "He's doing something with it."

"Ballistic," I said. As I noticed the bags move towards me. "You can stop this...Or it'll be trickster who deals with you."

"FUCK YOU!" He said as he pointed his hand at me and fired. I erased time. But this time I did something different. As soon as I was sure the projectile passed my body in erased time I deactivated,

[0.5]

I heard a wet slap behind as i felt something hit me. I looked behind to see that one of the men who operated the laptop had his head reduced to pulp. "Tsk, how unfortunate," I said.

"BULLSHIT! YOU DIDN'T EVEN MOVE!"

I smiled at him as I glanced at the mutant dog already shrinking, but rather than a clean shrink the flesh was deflating, like when her dogs are killed, it was next to it's dead master, searching for signs of life with it's failing massive body. I pointed the gun in my hands at Ballistic and pulled the trigger. CLICK.

Well she was making sure it had a bullet for a reason.

I erased time once more and crossed the distance between myself and Ballistic.

[1]

I don't have to kill him, I want to, but ballistic… I get the feeling that letting trickster deal with him would be the best choice.

[2]

That's was my decision. With him down then all I have to worry about is Skitter and my turncoat men. Skitter was obviously more dangerous and was definitely not something I should do. I should kill the girl and be done with it.

[3]

I may be calm but I was furious. I wanted not just her to pay, I wanted Tattletale to pay. When I captured and tortured her in my alternate timeline, before I erased it, she told me why she felt like helping Taylor. This would be a good punishment.

[4]

Time finished being erased and I used King Crimson to deliver a blow to the back of Ballistic's head. Not enough to kill him but enough to knock him out and maybe even give him a concussion.

After he was down I had King crimson crush the bugs that would have attempted to swarm me. I swear if I could just...well hello!

"How many more Skitter," I asked her. "How many have to die today? You can end this, the way it was meant to end."

She didn't reply. She just grabbed Brian's head, the actual head falling down from the helmet, I saw her body twitch.

"Quick Reload!" One of the turncoat men shouted, They all empties their clips to reach for a new one only to find that they had no clips. "What the! When the hell did he!"

"BOYS!" I said loudly, catching everyone's attention. "To my knowledge you three are still in my employ. Now, do I have to do everything myself?" The parahumans looked at each other before they got ready to do something.

"Don't," Skitter said, "I have black widows on your carotid arteries, a bite there with venom will be lethal," she force herself to say. She turned to face me, "Coil-"

"Not anymore," I said, "for better or for worse, Coil died. His power no longer exist."

"Thomas, then. I don't know what you're power is but you need tattletale."

"I beg to differ, and don't think I didn't notice your bugs moving towards me. With King Crimson's power," said apparition content to Stand beside me, "I don't have to worry about direct confrontations anymore. It's seems I just discovered another aspect of King Crimson's power. Forecasting." To my knowledge it seems I can actively erase time for up to a maximum of ten seconds and stop at a minimum of .5 seconds, I can stop at any point between the two in increments of .5 seconds. And just now I learned I can erase time to see into the future, again up ten seconds and only the results of the future, not the road to the results. Once I forcast into the future I have to wait until the forecasted event passes before I can use it again.

I moved King Crimson's fingers up and squished a spider Skitter had used her bugs to take into the sky, I imagine, and dropped it on top of me.

"Thanks to you, I can see the future," I said.

"Time," Tattletale said, "you erased time. And you can do it as many times as you like. All of us, we're stuck on autopilot, doing things as we see you, unmoving, but you can move freely. To us time has skipped, but to you, time proceeded as normal. The mercenaries already reloaded, but the time they did was erased and they forgot they did it, you saw it happen."

"Tsk, again, telling everyone how my power works," I said with an annoyed tone. "That's right. I can erase time. And through that I can see the future. A bullet shot at me when I erase time will go right through me and at the other side where I stop erasing time and let the bullet finish its course."

"That suggest you can't erase time for long. Somewhere between 5-10 seconds at most, and since a lot of us aren't dead, only the results of where we move matter, nothing can interact."

"See, Skitter. Too troublesome to keep around."

"Lisa, shut up," Skitter said, she was obviously sad but she still remained calm, the bugs, I could see with King Crimson's vision, being used to channel her sadness. "Thomas. Our deal. Lets-"

"No." I said loudly. I forecasted the future, two seconds. Nothing happened. I can't give her anymore time. She's a master/shaker, her power increases with time to a certain degree. Three blocks recorded average, though at this point I bet she has five blocks. She calling a swarm and drawing it in, slowly and soundlessly, I bet my life on it. It's exactly what I would expect her to do. "Once more you tried to kill me. Here's a new deal. You decide who dies. Regent...I might give him a chance, after all, I can have a business trip to Canada offer him his father, ready to be killed and save his siblings, if not, I'll comply with any manner he wishes to die. Lisa...Sarah Livsey, is too troublesome and not worth keeping around. But for you, my favorite, I'll give you a choice.

"You bastard," Tattletale hissed but I could clearly see the fear in her eyes.

"I never said which family I would completely kill. Choose, Taylor. Should I kill Sarah Livsey or...should I kill Danny Hebert."

"He's not apart of this," she quickly yelled.

"He is now. I'm not the one who wants Sarah around, Taylor. You do. Now Chose. Should I kill her or Danny?"

"ME!" Tattletale yelled, "Kill me!"

"As you wish."
"Stop!" Skitter said. "There's another way isn't there. You can't make worlds anymore. You need her. "

"Not really. With Dinah I'll have everything I need. Only it seems I'll have to take more risk. Without my worlds, Tattletale, who has a record of messing up, on a huge scale, she not worth it without my powers to compensate for it."

"But you still want her."

"I do...Alright. I'll give you a third option. Normally I would use something else, like the dogs, and threaten to kill them, but I'll already decided."

"Don't. They-"

"Already decided. This is your third option, girl. Remove your mask, put the gun in your mouth, and pull the trigger. Or choose either Sarah or Danny to die. Either way, you choose and I kill you then one of the two. Or you kill yourself in front of Tattletale and then i kill both."

"...what about the children and Charlotte."

"I'd give you a choice, but we both know you'd choose the children. I'm sure she will understand."

"She doesn't know," Skitter said, "I never told her anything!"

"I suppose not. But you involved her. She's on you. Everyone else? I'd like to say it's Sarah, but it's you since you corrupted her-"

"No! I did this of my own volition!"

"Then I guess the decision has been made," I said.

"NO! It's my choice right?"

"Taylor no, he'll-"

"Lisa, Sarah, Jack Slash is bigger than us. You need to stop him," she turned to look at me. "Can you guarantee to me that...you won't harm her or my dad?"

"No." I answered. "She proved to be too cunning. Instead, I'll use your father, the children, and because you are a being a sport this time, Charly or whatever, as a hostage. If Tattletale gets out of line. I'll shoot them. And Danny, he'll be first. I'll torture him. Slice him from the toes to the tip of his head. I'm feeling rather creative with my powers. I think it might be possible to encase his severed corpse in thick pieces of glass. My powers are pretty weird."

"Sarah, please look after everyone for me, and keep Regent from killing himself."

"Taylor no," Tattle began shaking her head.

"Please."

"You, soldier to the right, believe me, you draw that and you lose that hand," I threatened the soldier, I forecasted that he would pull the pistol out and aim it me in 2.5 seconds. He seemed discouraged. I turned my attention to Skitter, "five seconds or the deal is off the table." I hurried the dead line.

"SARAH! PLEASE!" She begged. As she should.

"Alright."

"3" I began

She took her mask off.

"2"

She put the gun to her mouth, her eyes moist with tears.

"1"

She pulled the trigger. Her head was sent back by the force, barely hiding the pink mist.

"Taylor..." Tattletale said.

"She really was a my favorite. Sarah, this could have been avoided if you had convinced not to go against me." She didn't say anything. I walked forward. All the bugs, seemed to have gone on their separate ways. Seem anyway.

I erased time and quickly rushed the nearest soldier. I managed to get back to my original spot before ten seconds were up and composed myself.

I walked forward with an item hidden in hand, Tattle staring at Taylor's corpse. I stood in front of her.

"I'm taking back everything with interest. You know that, don't you." I forecasted my future. 2.5 seconds.

[I saw my body from third person angle. The soldiers looking at me with unsure faces, a long spider on my back]

I smirked. She looked up and glared at me, before her eyes widen.

"TAYLOR!"

I had king crimson kicked Tattletale while I used his hand to kill the lone blackwidow, and a mosquito I happened to see just to be on the safe side. One can never be too careful, especially since the girl survived shooting herself! Still not unheard of but I have to say the odds were very fucking low

I turned to see her rolling out of my way.

"That was very dumb, girl," with my thumb I flicked a rifle bullet I had collected earlier, King Crimson caught it with one hand, aimed, and used his fingers from his other hand to hit the primer. The primer exploded and the bullet went flying and hit the back of Skitter's skull.

"I have to admit I honestly didn't think that would work," Coil admitted before he erased time, and rushed the mercenary he warned earlier.

By the [3] mark he had arrived. Time resurmed and he used King Crimson to chop the hand that had the pistol off.

The man screamed in agony as King Crimson pried the gun out of the man's severed hand. Pointed it in between the man's eyes and pulled the trigger.

"Boy's," I said, holding out the laptop, "time to go home, or do the three of you disagree with how things ended up."

"NO SIR!" All three of them said, shaking their heads.

"Then get to work, collect your comrades!" All three boys moved, "Chariot," said boy looked at me, I waved the laptop, he got the hint and collected it.

"Now then, what to do with you gentlemen," I said as I looked at the mercenaries all of them looking at each other.

"Sorry boss, the money was just too good," one of the men said.

"True I guess. I can't fault you for that. But I can't overlook this either. I've decided. I'll spare half you. Figure it out amongst yourselves who gets to live."

"Sir, you're very reasonable," my previous lieutenant said, "surely we can-" a click was the last thing he heard before the soldier beside him shot his head with a pistol. The man quickly started killing the men around him who scrambled to pull their guns out. By the time the deed was done, half of the mercenaries remained.

"Half," the man said, the men at the other side had their guns out but I motioned them to put it down. They did.

"Half," I repeated, "good work, what's your name?"

"Doppio, sir,"

"Doppio, you and the men gather the Tattletale and bound and gag, her understood?"

"Yes sir," he said leaving to do his task.

I just smiled.

"Fish, Minor, Richards, Meck, I'll have to make an example of them. Looks like I do get to experiment with glass. I better not forget that other girl, Charlotte was it...I wonder...how should I kill her?"

Authors notes

Who says the bad guy never wins? I always imagine Taylor as a type of weed. very hard to kill.

Well later!

Tell me your fantasy pairing and I'll see if I can make it happen!