She closed the door and said without turning her back, "What do you want? Snooping around my house like some cockroach."
"How did you find me?"
"You still need some training, though I must admit your hiding technique is worth the praise."
"Enough nonsense. What do you know about Igor?" I asked, going straight to the point.
"You found that briefcase, why ask again?"
"You're sickening me."
"I'm just doing my job."
"But they don't deserve that."
"That's not up to me to decide, but those at the top."
"Why did you go into hiding? Do you think Synth didn't know?" I changed the topic.
"They already know. My disappearance is their orders."
"They're behind this? No, it's not weird. The event isn't being covered in any media outlets, and even if someone knows, Synth silenced them.
"Because of that, no one knows it ever happened, until now."
"Bravo, you found the answer yourself." She smiled.
"Don't you feel any kind of remorse?" Disgust evident in my voice.
"Whether I feel that or not, it won't bring their lives back. What? You want to teach me a lesson?" She asked casually and shift the topic as she added, "Your powers are truly unique to be able to open that briefcase. I seal it quite tight, you see. Do you mind telling me your powers?"
"F*ck you."
"Relax, I'm asking nicely."
"Did Igor commit suicide because of what he done?" I asked quickly.
"Ridden by guilt and regret? He's not the kind of person to kill himself due to such reasons." She denied and continued, "Did you read the documents entirely?"
The briefcase has top secret documents and the content was quite sinister and would convince you that a person can be more monstrous than a monster.
When she asked, I thought for a moment and realized something. In the document, it was said a group of expanders (people that expand the city by drilling the ground) found a mysterious metallic machine buried underneath the earth. The document didn't mention what it does, but it does mention that the machine was used on that specific event.
That event caused casualties, a hefty amount in fact that it was safe to assume it has destructive capabilities that of an atomic bomb.
"That metallic machine, is it like the old cartoon show Gu*dam?"
"Yeah, and if I remember correctly, it has a strange obsession with Honors."
"A strange obsession?" I frowned slightly.
"Yeah, it vowed to kill all Honors. We use that as a deal to control it and once it finished its job, we didn't fulfill its promise. I think that Te*gen To*pa rip off is now a scrap in someone's junkyard." She explained slowly.
"Those working under Synth are truly the embodiment of scum." I judged and thought something was off.
If the metallic machine was just like she said, then what about the mecha Calvin summoned?
As much as I want to ask her, it'd be best to hide the information. I don't trust her and I don't know what she would do once I reveal such an info.
"Say whatever you like, I don't care." She walked pass me and sat on the sofa.
"Would you care if I kill your children?"
Swish!
In a blink of an eye, her eyes glowed and shot black laser beams. It hit my head directly, piercing to the other side.
Blood flowed down and I plopped to the ground, motionless. She looked at the corpse, unimpressed.
"If you say that one more time, I'll kill you."
Mist slowly manifested behind her and gathered before turning into me.
"If you can, and you shouldn't have the right to care about another human being, especially after what you've done. You're rightfully disgusting." Hatred filled my words.
"That's not up to you to decide," She said in a displeased manner.
"That is true, and the fact you start a family is the proof that you still have humanity left on you. That thing will decide your past.
"Isn't being a human great? You still have a compass to navigate through life even you have done terrible things in the past, and honestly, I wish you don't have that. It's quite unfair to those innocent lives."
"What are you getting at?*
"Atone your sins by revealing everything to the public." my words were solemn.
"If I don't?" She asked in a challenging tone.
"I'll do it myself."
"You think I would allow you?" She asked.
"If you want to stop me, we would be in a battle to the death right now, and that's not the case now, is it?"
"What's next after I exposed the truth? Synth could simply say it's a hoax as there's no proof."
"That document." I pointed out.
"You know better than anyone else what Synth is capable of. They could simply state it's a forged document and no one could say otherwise."
"There is a way."
"You'll not be able to convince me." She crossed her arms. Her pointy finger tapping her shoulders.
"And I'm particularly good at convincing people."
She fell silent and sighed, "Fine, let's hear it."
"We showed your memories to the entire city."
"That's the dumbest thing I've heard. How would you show someone's memory? And let's not forget there are abilities that can create fake memories, how are you going to say when Synth denies my memories and state that they're fake?"
At that point, who will the public believe? The organization that protects them, or two slightly famous people?
"We don't need to make the public believe you entirely."
"I thought that's your goal?"
"I'm not naive, I'm aware of their influence on the public."
"Then what's your goal?"
"Making them doubt Synth."
"Would that work?"
"Of course, I'm pretty sure you've noticed. The public doesn't show it, but they despise Synth, well, some of them."
Silence ensued as she contemplated about something and opened her mouth, "I see, so that's what you're planning, but you would need a bigger spark than this."
"No, this is enough."
I shifted my eyes to the tv. It showed news but it didn't talk about what happened at the night market, which was quite strange as there were innumerable witnesses, a lot of casualties and buildings were destroyed.
She seemed to grasp my meaning and said, "Did they cover another event?"
"Who knows."
"... So that will be the big spark? You said I'm a monster, but you used people's emotions like it's your plaything."
"I don't care if they call me a monster once they find out, I simply do what I believe is right."
"Quite the words."