Resident Insanity Chapter 3

Droite's POV

I stared at the setting sun, the sky being lit up in a variety of oranges. My heart was beating faster from excitement, my madness stalking the edges of my sanity. A distant roar followed by moans echoed down the streets, the sound bouncing of the small office building in the area.

I turned to face Gauche. "You guys have pure adrenaline around here?"

"Why?" he asked, looking at me suspiciously.

"The jump start my insanity, that's why." I looked at Kaito, who was currently standing next to my Duel Runner. The blonde gave me an odd look, apparently catching what I just said.

"Pure adrenaline..." he mumbled in a thinking tone, "Yeah, I think we've got that."

"Then get it for me," I ordered. Kaito nodded and ran into the shelter, which surprised me because he's not one to listen to other people.

But, then again, people change.

I could feel Gauche staring at me. Without turning to him, I asked, "What? I am pretty or something?"

"No," he said sternly, making me roll my eyes. "It's just... Why? Why are you using that crazy curse of yours?"

I snorted. "Because I want to, you moron. It's easier to feed it than to keep it in a drug haze."

"I guess you have a point..." Gauche murmured.

"Now shut up so I can figure out what we're facing," I grumbled. Letting my mind drift, I listened to the wind that made my hair float gently. Unsheathing my katana from the holder on my back, I let the tip of the blade scrape the ground gently as my hair flirted with the metal.

I heard the door open from the shelter, making me growl in frustration as my concentration was broken. Turning to face whoever came out, I saw that it was just Kaito. He was holding a needle with a very long metal part, the plastic part holding a familiar liquid. As he came over to me, I could see clearly that he was nervous about handing me the needle, possibly because of the massive dose inside it.

"Please... Catch me," I said as I positioned the tip of the needle against my clothed sternum (I am strong enough to force it through the clothing I'm wearing). "I don't want a head injury." As I said that, I drove the needle deep into my chest. I yelled out, pressing the plunger before chucking the needle away.

As my vision went white, I hoped like hell one of those two would catch me.

REGULAR POV

Droite fell backwards, a shriek ripping from her mouth. Kaito, being the kind person he now was, reached out and caught the woman. His eyes widened as he felt how light she was; she was as light as a piece of paper, barely any meat around her bones.

Just when he was going to lay Droite against some crates, a loud roar followed by heavy footfalls made both men look to the left. Their worst fear was charging towards them.

A Destroyer.

Destroyers were aptly named. They were built like twenty foot tall, fifty feet long, and ten tons of rotting wyvern flesh. These massive dragons chomped and chewed anything in their path, and considering that they had large jaws, they could practically bite anything. The only way to beat them was by using a large firearm, a sniper or bazooka preferably, because their brains hung outside of their heads. This made them easy to take down from a long distance away.

But Destroyers were fast, and could dodge bullets easily.

Kaito laid Droite against some crates beside the office building beside the grocery store, and then followed Gauche across the street. Unfortunately, they weren't fast enough.

The Destroyer roared and whipped its tail, the bony structure slicing through the building before lowering at hitting Gauche in the chest. He went flying and hit the glass doors of the building, breaking the glass and landing in the lobby.

Kaito backed up as the Destroyer stalked forward, one of its eyeballs hanging out of the socket and only attached by the optic nerves. The rotting wyvern's head moved from side to side, watching as it pushed the human up against the wall.

Kaito kept his eyes on the Destroyer's decomposing snout, flattening himself against the cold brick wall. The monster sniffed him, pressing the tip of its muzzle against his abdomen. Kaito kept still and quiet, even though the stench the beast had was kicking his gag reflex into overdrive.

Before the Destroyer could clamp its jaws on him, however, a loud crackle made the beast back away from the building. It looked upwards, so Kaito followed its gaze.

He gasped at what he saw.

Droite was standing on the roof of the building, the one visible eye glowing completely red. Her katana had bright red electricity flowing through it, throwing off bolts of lightning every so often. Her hair flowed with the breeze, the tips lightly touching the blade.

The Destroyer roared and stretch up as far as it could, stretching its wings for balance as it snapped its jaws. Droite looked at the beast with emotionless eyes before taking a step back and raising both arms in the air. She did a cartwheel off the roof, slipping right between the wyvern's jaws.

The possessed woman slammed the blade of her katana into the jaw muscle, securing herself against the Destroyer's head as it tried to shake her off. Electric pulses surged from the katana, making the wyvern jerk in random directions. The monster let out a cry before falling to the ground on its side, its brain unharmed as it bounced onto the pavement. A couple of nerves that kept the brain attached to the body had been severed, paralyzing the monster.

Droite stood as she yanked her katana out of the wyvern's head, walking calmly over to the brain. She looked down at the rotting fleshy control center, the raised the sword above her head, holding it with both hands on the hilt. Taking a wide stance, she brought the blade down so fast that it left a light trail before impaling the brain.

Then the brain exploded, splattering the surrounding area with its fleshy parts.

Kaito, at least, was in a place that had been missed by the brain explosion.

Droite, however, had been covered with the stuff, her face and clothing soaked in the black blood that had powered the brain. Slowly, an evil smile curved her lips, her glowing eyes gleaming with evil happiness. She turned away from the now exploded brain and stalked over to Kaito, not stopping until she was no more than a meter away from him.

Then she collapsed in a dead faint.

KR: Ugh, that was gross... (heads out of the room)

Droite: (rolls eyes) Fine, I'll take over. Anyway, this was a very gory chapter. I liked it, though.

Kaito: Of course you do.

Droite: I will slap you again.

Kaito: 0.0

Droite: Anywho, review, and we'll give you a trash can to puke in if you need it. Ja ne, folks!