Chapter 5: Betrayed
„Where do you want me to start?" Haruka asked, looking at both Michiru and Ichiro questioningly. Michiru took a gentle hold of the blondes hand and turned it until she could look at her wrist. "Tell me what this is." She softly spoke, pointing to the whitish stuff underneath Harukas skin. Haruka let out a small sigh. "Maybe I should show you." She then spoke, pulling her hand out of Michirus grip. The blonde put her fingers into a pretty weird position, with her index, thumb and pinky finger pointing towards the ceiling while her middle and ring finger were clenched, as if she wanted to form a fist. Michiru frowned, and she let out a scared little yelp when all of a sudden some sticky white substance shot out of Harukas wrist, towards the ceiling where it got stuck. Haruka let go of the white string and gave the aqua haired girl a shy smile. "Spider webs." She then explained. "How can you do that?" Ichiro asked, astonished. Haruka leaned back on the couch and closed her eyes for a second. "It's the end effect of the experiments they made with me." She finally spoke. "Who?" Michiru softly asked while sitting down next to the blonde. "The Japanese Army." Haruka finally whispered. "Did…did the experiments hurt?" Ichiro asked, and Haruka looked at him. "Yes. They always did." She then spoke. "But why? Why did they do that to you?" Michiru asked, anger in her voice. Haruka looked over at her, giving her another weak smile. "They want to create an army of special soldiers, like they called us." The blonde then explained. "And they decided that I should be the one who's got spider abilities." "My God." Michiru whispered, her eyes wide with shock. "The army really did that?" Haruka nodded, letting out a small sigh. "When I managed to escape…we all were on a ship, that's why I ended on the beach. Where you found me." "What did they do to you?" Ichiro asked, earning a glare from Haruka. "I'd rather not talk about it, thanks a lot." She then replied, a flash of memory coming up in her mind.
Strap her to the table. Is the DNA ready? God, that woman can scream, can't someone please gag her?
"Haruka? Haruka, are you okay?" The blonde snapped out of her trance-like state when Michiru called out to her, her voice showing concern and worry. "Yeah…yeah, I was just…" She trailed off and let out a sigh. "I should leave now." She then spoke. "I've already told you too much…" Michiru let out a sigh, too, and nodded. "I see, Haruka. Well…just in case you ever need help…you know where we live." Haruka nodded and already rose from her chair when a loud clicking sound from Ichiro's direction caused her to turn her head. Her eyes went wide at the sight of the black revolver Ichiro aimed at her. "I'm sorry, but I don't think that I can allow you to leave." The man spoke, his voice cold and hard all of a sudden. "Ichiro!" Michiru cried out. "What are you doing?" "Michiru, get away from her. Come over here." Ichiro ordered without caring about his sisters protest. "And you, Tenoh, move over to the wall and stand with your face to it." "You know that I could dodge the bullet." Haruka replied, raising her hands like Ichiro had told her to. "Not this one." Ichiro replied, a smug smile on his face. "This revolver was designed to stop creatures like you, Subject 836. It fires the bullets so fast that even you can't dodge them." "Ichiro…" Michiru spoke, looking at her brother with fear in her eyes. "What does that mean?" Ichiro answered without bothering to look at his sister. "Well, Michiru, there are a few things you don't know about your dear brother. See, I'm not a doctor at the local hospital like I always told you. I'm a doctor for the army." "You're one of them." Haruka suddenly stammered, taking one step backwards. Ichiro smiled at her and nodded. "Yes. In fact, I'm the one who injected the DNA into your blood. Good thing that all the doctors always had to wear masks, thus you didn't know that I'm the lead scientist and didn't even think about running away from Michiru and me." He laughed at the shocked look in the blondes eyes. "I can't believe it." Michiru spoke from next to her brother. "You are on of the men who did those awful things to Haruka? How could you!" "Shut up!" Ichiro commanded. "Do you think we could've afforded that house if I was just a normal doctor?" He looked at Haruka again. "And you move over to the wall now." He commanded. Haruka did as she had been told, soon standing with her face to the wall. "I'll make sure that you are taken back to where you belong." Ichiro mumbled while walking over to her, pulling out a pair of handcuffs in the process. "And as soon as we are back on the ship, we can continue…" He never finished his sentence. Michiru grabbed the vase that stood on the small desk next to the couch, raised it high over her head and then smashed it on her brothers head with all the strength she could bring up, knocking him out immediately.