Color Me Blood Red
Chapter One - Color Me Blood Red
"Are you totally insane?" Crawford shouted and slapped Schuldig's face.
"Obviously you have no idea how important she is." He said a bit calmer because there was no sense in getting angry. Mastermind wouldn't care about his words and he could say millions of them in vain.
Actually Brad was right and the Red haired only gave a shrug and walked away. It was not one of his problems if she would feel insecure or not. He had his fun and that was all that matters. If Crawford overreacts he won't lose his nerves.
A smirk streaked his soft face. Schuldig remembered the last night and again the feeling of power flew through his body. We have to repeat that.
But Oracle was serious and wanted to make clear what the point is.
"I think you should know that she will be your secretary." He said unemotionally.
"Your unpunctuality and reluctance displeased us and there was no other way to be rid of it. There has to be somebody organizing your life. Maybe it would be better if you change your mind. Unless you will bear the consequences."
The telepath stopped and thought. Shit.
Back in Burman's room she laid unconsciously in her bed and rested. She didn't realize that Nagi has been sitting all night long beside her bed and was worried if she would ever wake up again. He felt sorry for her. It was not easy to get along with Schuldig because he likes to play jokes with others. Especially when they are young and weak.
Prodigy knew about that. His first days were unbearable hard and he wanted to go back, to get away from all the people here but Crawford had saved him and he had to stay. For his own good. Nagi only hoped that she would pass the test as well.
Now he stood beside the window and watched the clouds flowing by when there was suddenly a noise. Burman woke up - moaning. Her head ached terribly and she wanted to die if this was possible. Slowly she opened her eyes. The glaring sunbeams hurt.
He quietly walked next to her bed and sat down on the edge. Looking at her and knowing that she was alive calmed him and he sighed softly.
"How are you?" Nagi said tenderly. Burman didn't answer. She was too tired and unconscious to realize what was going on. He touched her hand and glanced at her velvet face. She was very beautiful.
Schuldig should be grateful that he could have somebody like her - as a secretary. He would be. But that was not of Prodigy's concern. He had to be satisfied.
Schuldig was in his room - standing at the window and smoking a cigarette. He thought about Crawford's words. It didn't worry him much but there was a weird feeling inside of him. It was strange but this time he couldn't control if he wanted to read her mind or not. Her thoughts had their own will and he feared it could be dangerous for him. Losing control can't be good.
He turned around and looked. Everything was dark and darkness surrounded him. He loved to be like this. In the sanctuary of the night. There was nothing he could not see and nothing could see him. But doubts grew inside. Crawford finally made it.
Schuldig sighed. He felt a bit hopeless and there was nothing he could do against it.
He put out the glimmering light and left everything behind.
On the floor again Mastermind walked through the corridors and watched the things passing by. Since 2 weeks it has been the same - every night he was damned to wander around, to be restless and not able to sleep. It was helpless. Sometimes he wished to be like everybody else - be ordinary. But what does it mean to be normal?
Losing his gift.
When he passed her room there was still the feeling of pain and fear. A soft sigh left his lips - how can she still think that I wanted to kill her. If this was my goal she wouldn't rest in that bed.
But in this case Crawford would have banished him to hell. Not that he feared it but there was a certain respect towards him which deterred Schuldig from doing anything reckless - sometimes. Nevertheless he desired for power and the common rush with each killed person. He often starred at his hands covered with blood and wished to repeat every scene having flown through his mind. Every nerve tickling and always the present smell of -
He went on and walked down the stairs when suddenly the door behind him opened. Nagi left her apartment and looked serious at his co-partner. Mastermind didn't care and followed the path downstairs. If there's something Crawford will talk to him. Same procedure.
"Schuldig, wait."
"What do you want?" you couldn't miss his anger coming trough but still he remained calm on the surface.
"She woke up... and wants to see you." The last words didn't find there way so easily out of his mouth. She had begged him to tell the telepath and he wanted to do the best for her. Even if this means to suffer agonies. Everybody had his problems with the red haired devil. For Nagi it wasn't easy to look in his eyes because he always feared to be read. His thoughts were his own and nobody dare to know them. Despite he couldn't do anything against being read. Schuldig had improved very much during several trainings and now could read without recognition from the outside or by the prey itself.
Though the taller man only nodded and walked past the telekinetic. With a slight look he caught the emotion on Nagi's face but it didn't worry him. He closed his eyes in disgust and entered through the open door Burman's room.
And there she was. Lying on the bed, a bit more composed than the last time. But still not ready enough for him. Actually the Red haired expected her to say something or even think. But there was nothing.
"What do you want?"
