07-13-2016, 12:43 PM
Amber shot up at the sight of the desiccated body that laid in her bed for the night. The sun still had not risen from the horizon but she could see through darkness. Jeremiah laid there lifeless as Amber climbed out of the covers. “F-F-” A curse word tried to slip from her mouth. It was at this point that she felt the ligament and flesh in her mouth and spit back on the mattress in the pool of blood. “Oh my god no...no, no, no!” The faunus reached for her scroll and dialed up the only person she could think of: Carmelita. It took a moment but final she answered. “Carmelita, I need you now! Hurry and come to my room, we have a huge problem!”
A groggy voice replied through the small speaker. ++Ugh, Amber the sun isn't even up yet, what is it?++
“It's serious! My god, just get down here fast!” She yelled.
++Alright, alright, I'll be down in a moment!++ Carmelita hopped out of her bed, grabbed her pistol, hurried out into the hall down the stairs and into Amber's room.
As the fox woman made her way down to Amber, the cat girl had enough time to think about ending this now. She grabbed hold of Razorback and put it up to her head. Her feline ears picked up the bass of footsteps heading for her room. “Sorry, Carmel I can't do this!” She reached for the trigger.
Click.
Amber opened her eyes as nothing happened. Did her gun jam? Of all times to jam? Upon closer inspection, she had forgotten that she unloads the clip from her gun before going to sleep. She sat for a second, feeling slightly stupid, before fumbling for a clip. The lights flicked on as Carmelita stepped in, blinding Amber and dazing her a bit. A quick look at Jeremiah’s corpse and Amber fumbling around with Razorback in her hand was enough to get the police officer to intervene. Quickly drawing her pistol and firing at the cat girl with a small charge, she called out to her as she was jolted with electricity. “Hold on Amber, what happened?”
After rolling around with the feeling of needles being jammed into her body, Amber spoke up to Carmelita, looking up at her. “I don't know, I was having a nightmare and all of a sudden I woke up and he was laying there, already dead! His ear was in my mouth and everything!”
“Calm down, just give me a moment.” Carmelita knew that deep down, Amber had more control than that. She maybe be part animal, but she was always calm and level headed in tense situations. The fox woman walked around the bed over to Jeremiah’s body. Her eyepieces flashed occasionally, signifying her taking pictures of the scene. “What is there to examine,” whined Amber, still feeling the electricity float in her body, “I had to have done this.”
“I don't believe that and neither should you.” She observed the blood stains on the bed and noticed as they led to the edge where it dripped onto the floor. The carpet was stained with blood that hadn't even dried up yet. This would not have been anything too big if it were not for the fact that they were shaped in the style of a boot tread. “ Hey Amber, you don't wear boots do you?”
Amber found that question to be redundant. “No, I wear bandage wrap over my feet.”
“The we can rest assured you didn't do it. These tracks are proof.” She said as she reached her finger out to show Amber. “No only that, but if you look, they lead in both directions. Which means someone had to come in and set his body here.” With the evidence in place, the cat girl finally was starting to believe someone staged this. Her temper went straight up to the roof. “I'm having a hard enough time maintaining my mental sanity and those Sytech asshats are trying to get me to kill myself?!” Amber ran out of the bedroom, to confront her so called companions as Carmelita chased after her.
Amber was just a bit too fast for her. She made into the secondaries room, as they all laid on the beds and the couch. She flicked on the lights and yelled out. “Which one of you did it?! Hunh?!” She screamed as her fisted connected with the wall, blowing a small hole in the dry wall. The three of the remaining secondaries shot out of bed and backed away from her. “What are you talking about?!” Screamed Jazz back at Amber. “Who killed Jeremiah and put him in my bed dammit!” It was at this point Carmelita finally caught up, “Amber, wait-”
“No! I want to know! Tell me now!” She yelled out. “I'm on the verge of mental insanity and you idiots did that to me?! Look what it accomplished!” Jess stood up and yelled at Amber. “It's because of your mental insanity that I had to do it! I was hoping that one of the other primes here would have jumped to conclusions and finished you off cause there was no way I'd have had a chance in a fight with you!” Amber rushed at her and grabbed him by throat without delay, as Carmel reached for her pistol again. “I'm going to kill you! You made me think I actually murdered him!” Her claws formed around her fingers slowly, jamming into Jess’s neck slightly before another, stronger jolt of electricity stung into Amber side. She maintained her posture, fighting the sting as her claws dug into the secondary before releasing her. The half feline fell to the floor, twitching from the shock that paused her nerves. Jess ran back the bed terrified and bleeding from her neck.
A groggy voice replied through the small speaker. ++Ugh, Amber the sun isn't even up yet, what is it?++
“It's serious! My god, just get down here fast!” She yelled.
++Alright, alright, I'll be down in a moment!++ Carmelita hopped out of her bed, grabbed her pistol, hurried out into the hall down the stairs and into Amber's room.
As the fox woman made her way down to Amber, the cat girl had enough time to think about ending this now. She grabbed hold of Razorback and put it up to her head. Her feline ears picked up the bass of footsteps heading for her room. “Sorry, Carmel I can't do this!” She reached for the trigger.
Click.
Amber opened her eyes as nothing happened. Did her gun jam? Of all times to jam? Upon closer inspection, she had forgotten that she unloads the clip from her gun before going to sleep. She sat for a second, feeling slightly stupid, before fumbling for a clip. The lights flicked on as Carmelita stepped in, blinding Amber and dazing her a bit. A quick look at Jeremiah’s corpse and Amber fumbling around with Razorback in her hand was enough to get the police officer to intervene. Quickly drawing her pistol and firing at the cat girl with a small charge, she called out to her as she was jolted with electricity. “Hold on Amber, what happened?”
After rolling around with the feeling of needles being jammed into her body, Amber spoke up to Carmelita, looking up at her. “I don't know, I was having a nightmare and all of a sudden I woke up and he was laying there, already dead! His ear was in my mouth and everything!”
“Calm down, just give me a moment.” Carmelita knew that deep down, Amber had more control than that. She maybe be part animal, but she was always calm and level headed in tense situations. The fox woman walked around the bed over to Jeremiah’s body. Her eyepieces flashed occasionally, signifying her taking pictures of the scene. “What is there to examine,” whined Amber, still feeling the electricity float in her body, “I had to have done this.”
“I don't believe that and neither should you.” She observed the blood stains on the bed and noticed as they led to the edge where it dripped onto the floor. The carpet was stained with blood that hadn't even dried up yet. This would not have been anything too big if it were not for the fact that they were shaped in the style of a boot tread. “ Hey Amber, you don't wear boots do you?”
Amber found that question to be redundant. “No, I wear bandage wrap over my feet.”
“The we can rest assured you didn't do it. These tracks are proof.” She said as she reached her finger out to show Amber. “No only that, but if you look, they lead in both directions. Which means someone had to come in and set his body here.” With the evidence in place, the cat girl finally was starting to believe someone staged this. Her temper went straight up to the roof. “I'm having a hard enough time maintaining my mental sanity and those Sytech asshats are trying to get me to kill myself?!” Amber ran out of the bedroom, to confront her so called companions as Carmelita chased after her.
Amber was just a bit too fast for her. She made into the secondaries room, as they all laid on the beds and the couch. She flicked on the lights and yelled out. “Which one of you did it?! Hunh?!” She screamed as her fisted connected with the wall, blowing a small hole in the dry wall. The three of the remaining secondaries shot out of bed and backed away from her. “What are you talking about?!” Screamed Jazz back at Amber. “Who killed Jeremiah and put him in my bed dammit!” It was at this point Carmelita finally caught up, “Amber, wait-”
“No! I want to know! Tell me now!” She yelled out. “I'm on the verge of mental insanity and you idiots did that to me?! Look what it accomplished!” Jess stood up and yelled at Amber. “It's because of your mental insanity that I had to do it! I was hoping that one of the other primes here would have jumped to conclusions and finished you off cause there was no way I'd have had a chance in a fight with you!” Amber rushed at her and grabbed him by throat without delay, as Carmel reached for her pistol again. “I'm going to kill you! You made me think I actually murdered him!” Her claws formed around her fingers slowly, jamming into Jess’s neck slightly before another, stronger jolt of electricity stung into Amber side. She maintained her posture, fighting the sting as her claws dug into the secondary before releasing her. The half feline fell to the floor, twitching from the shock that paused her nerves. Jess ran back the bed terrified and bleeding from her neck.
"I've been neglected, harassed, beaten, and diminished all my life. What motivates me to continue? The glory of proving people wrong. Being worth more than the numbing existence offered me. To be a hero." - Amber