Chapter 8: Needless Killing

It's a day like any other. Smoke guzzles out of the nozzle of Aoi's M61 Vulcan. How many of them has she killed by now Duusu wonders. Oh if he could ask her, he would but the power of the Miraculous compels him to obey. Still, perhaps all is not lost with her? After all, she's not all totally there and that last memory-

Just what did it do to her?

Aoi: "Duusu, spread my feathers."

Saying these words, Aoi transformed herself into her Miraculous holder form, Yosuzume. This was the second time she had done so. Previously she hadn't taken the time to thoroughly examine herself. Now she would.

Yosuzume: "System check complete. 3 new additions detected, 2 of identified purpose. 1 of undetermined use."

Yosuzume: "Seems to detect a wave of some sort. Specifics are unknown."

Taking a leap, Yosuzume deployed one of the addons that came as the result of her transformation; a jetpack. Scanning the horizon as she flew Yosuzume began comparing some differences between when she was transformed and when she was not.

Or rather she began to notice the lack of differences aside from some cosmetic ones such as her appearance.

Yosuzume: "Testing 1… 2… vocal metrics appear to be slightly altered from my based unchanged form. Eye sight has not improved nor has it deteriorated. Now to test out my combat capabilities."

Saying this, Yosuzume flew until she spotted what she was looking for;

A large crowd to test her fire power on.

Yosuzume: "Eat tungsten."

Hearing this the crowd looks up and as one man who had been busying himself reading the morning's newspaper had started to crane his head upwards to see what was up, he found himself sprawled on the floor ridden with bullets and dead. Shortly after this screams erupted throughout the plaza as droves of humanity were peppered with ammunition rounds.

Yosuzume fired upon the crowd with her M61 Vulcan. Apparently this Miraculous form must've improved her aim by quite a large factor. It was as though no bullet was wasted. All of them had hit their shot and compared to when she was just normal, not a single one of them missed. Though then again this could be the result of the circumstances involving this test run. Who's to say? Yosuzume paid this no mind as she continued firing down the dwindling crowd.

Yosuzume: "Analyzing battle results…. Battle results analyzed."

734 dead.

Cause of death? A bullet to the head

Assessing property damage…

Property damage estimated to be in the 10's of thousands. Cause of said property damage? Dead human remains.

Battle Time?

7.34 seconds.

Yosuzume: "More data is needed to make an assessment."

Saying this, Yosuzume flew away from the carnage which she had wrought. She needed to find more, more test subjects to try her new form on. How many could she kill? To what extent did her marksmanship improved? 734? Not enough, not even close.
More…

More…

She spots another large crowd and fires upon them as well. Bullets after bullets sing out raining down from the sky. Another 334 dead, not a single round wasted.

Battle time?

3.34 seconds.

Bullets wasted?

None

To another plaza she goes and as she flies, Yosuzume muses to herself.

Yosuzume: "Not enough data… I need more. Much more."

The crowd below screams as the forecast suddenly become heavy with the pouring of munition shells. All around bodies started dropping. The carnage lasted for 49.32 seconds. 4,932 died. Noting everything Yosuzume left.

Yosuzume: "The results… same as before. Pattern recognized. Need more data."

For another 15 minutes Yosuzume carried on with gathering more data. By then she had already killed 15,000.

Yosuzume: "Compiling data… data compiled. Storing results."

And the results?

In her Miraculous form, her marksmanship had definitely improved by a large factor

Yosuzume: "In my untransformed state I waste about 99% of all my rounds. Here I waste none. Improvement noted."

The M61 Vulcan on average fires at a rate of 6,000 rounds per minute or rpm. It has a muzzle velocity of 1,050 m/s, an effective firing range of 600 meters. That's 100 bullets a second at a velocity which would normally kill its target by making swiss cheese out of them provided they are not behind adequate cover. Naturally people aren't just going to run towards a field of what is Death painting the lines which the thistles of their paintbrush, the thistles being on average 100 rounds a second and the paintbrush being the M61 Vulcan and furthermore as a result, gatling guns are used less for mowing down the opposition than they are for their role in suppressive fire or covering fire, that is in military terms an act that degrades the enemy's ability to perform in order to fulfill their mission or to protect exposed friendly units as they advanced upon the battlefield.

Flying through the sky, Yosuzume noted a couple. The man had his right arm around the considerable shorter woman who was leaning up with her face implanted into his. Without much thought, Yosuzume raised her right palm towards the couple.

The couple didn't had long to scream and neither did the bystanders nearby. A beam of pure agony stripped through the streets cutting and melting through the pavement leaving large crevices behind. All the while Yosuzume just stared.

Yosuzume: "Analyzing battle results… battle results analyzed. Now activated rush mode."

After about an hour and a half later, Yosuzume's rush mode had abruptly stopped, but she was still full of energy.

Yosuzume: "I see."

Had she not've been transformed, by the point she had reached 11% in power she would've searched for the nearest charging station. This precedent must be noted, Yosuzume thought to herself as she continued to try out her various weaponry. Asides from her enhanced marksmanship or an increase of power in her palm laser emitter, a more efficient tracking system for her rocket launchers and a seemingly endless fuel supply, Yosuzume had noted no other changes. The rate at which her firearms spewed was the same as it was before and while the destructive force behind her palm laser emitter had improved, she could not alter the rate by she activated or deactivated it. Still when all was said and done, it would be amissed to say there wasn't an improvement. Finally when the day was done, Yosuzume retreated to her makeshift hideout.

Yosuzume: "Duusu, fall my feathers."

Aoi: "Duusu. You are also prohibited from taking off or attempting to take off my Miraculous furthermore from now on whenever I am not transformed you will be residing within me."