yeah, I'm at a pizza party.
people are dying.
not that surprising, really, i felt the order was off.
who orders pineapple on a pesto pizza?
No wonder, after i got here with the 2 dozen pizzas, walking in through the door, i was greeted with the sight of blood shed.
well, perhaps, i should have wondered, since the guy who let me in was also shocked, turning to lock the door, as the participants from the black car that had rolled in behind me slammed into it.
there was a guy on the stairs, his head was skewered over the newel post, i saw how it got there
there was another one, now a lamp pole bent all around him
it seems that guns weren't the only problem here, there were superhumans too
A man, 16 cm silver hair flying through the air, alike to his exquisite blade which was long, easily 115 cm and thin, thin as almost her finger width as its widest point and elegantly crafted, silver snakes running up the middle a ways. His strong, standardly proportioned body was negligeable to the gob-smacking blade as he tore someone's head off with the opposite hand. She supposed he had super strength, if not for a missed punch, that barely caused a bruise in the wall. She shuddered at what she conjectured it was now. Behind him, 4 figures also fought, however, unlike his white and blue robes, they were clothed in plain grey with small hints of blue. Each one fought with his own style but none lacked a superhuman ability. One held a certain fearsome aura, despite his short size, causing any enemy to get goose pumps and fear him, as the greatest threat of their life, the moment he gazed at them. his daggers coupled themselves well, curved like moons, one black, one red, with a ruby inset at their base, they made the taijitu whenever they flew through the air together. Another had a finger, so powerful, that when touching something, would cause excruciating pain to emanate from that point, although, it seemed as if it had no real damage, merely messed with the nerves. His weapon was almost like a giant needle, which he kept in his sleave till the moment of strike. It had a pretty yellow ribbon tied to it, she noticed. The third one of them, the tallest, seemed to be able to contort his body into any direction, as if he held a thousand joints, and his black guns, tied to every limb, would shoot hazardly, but never hit the wrong target, each shot hardly causing much noise, but smoke emanating out of their barrels so thick, that he seemed to be writhed in smoke. The fourth, she cared not for, since he had nothing of interest.
Despite the homemakers' abilities, they were still outnumbered, and after the front door was broken open, the fight was basically decided as 4 more joined the fun.
It seems the party breaker's won. welp, there goes the pay at delivery fee. Guess i'm covering it again.
I turned to leave, when suddenly the one i cared no interest for, took my shoulder.
"hold up"
His grip was strong, his clasp like the cold grip of irons. And i'd know what that feels like, i've been locked up my fair share of times.
"Yes?" i replied, turning around and smiling politely, but my eyes were not on him, but the furniture behind him, because it had more interest to me.
"You're suspicious." he replied, simply.
"I know, every airport attendant and store security officer seems to think that as well, geez, even i think it sometimes, but i assure you, i am not a thief or a terrorist, I'm just the usual pizza delivery. Say? Would you like some?" I held out the 20+ boxes of pizza out for him, a dratted pain to balance 10 to each hand all this time.
The tall one managed to grab a box off the top to open it up. "What is this??? Are you mentally ill? Why would you have pineapple on pesto?"
"Hey! Don't blame me, I'm just delivering, in fact, i'll happily give you all the pizzas for free, and just head back, if you'll like."
"oooh, now that is suspicious." Suddenly the one with the curved daggers joined.
"oh, it's because i wanna keep my record suuuper clean rn, cause my manager doesn't like me, so I was just gonna cover bill."
"That's like 300USD."
"I know, i'll sacrifice half a weeks pay, but at least I'm still getting paid."
"i kinda like this guy." Smiled the fourth one to tromp over. He was the pretty one with the finger. he easily took a peace of the pizza that the tall one had abandoned, munching on the sausage, pesto, pineapple, swiss cheese pizza happily,
"Well, look, it's not like i can carry proof back that our clients were just murdered."
"ooooh, but that's the problem." the pretty one pointed his finger and waved it at me up and down, as he continued to dive into his pizza piece. "You are already a witness whether you ha....a..a!" his words turned into a protest as the pizza was stolen away by the short dagger man, who ripped it out of his hands.
"Yo, stop eating that! You're psycho!"
Pretty boy frowned at the ground, where his piece now lay, annoyed, "I can't try anything new?" He immediately gazed at the man, offensively. "it's buggers like you, who never try anything new, why the world gets into fights in the first place!"
"Well good thing it fights! I'd be bored to death if it didn't!"
"Well you wouldn't be bored, if u just tried new things!"
"That's enough!" the silver haired man tromped over, now that they'd drawn the four other men into their discussion, as the other four took choice pieces of the pizza to try from the tall man. He picked a piece of pizza off the traveling box, before staring down at me, disdainfully. "if you were trying to poison my crew, please don't start with a poisonous object to begin with."
??? so now i'm being blamed for poisonous pizza?
Only, he was right, because pretty boy, now not arguing with shorty, noticed that the others of their team were about to chow down on it.
"wait, guys, don't eat that, it got trace amounts of palytoxin in it, not enough to down a country perse, but enough to kill u shrimps."
"Yur the shrimp" replied shorty, still in an arguing mood, despite it having nothing to do with him. "stop eating poison so often! not all the new members know ur stuff yet."
Now, this was interesting, perhaps, i took this Luxian fellow to weakly, however, it was interesting in fact, that although his ability did no damage, the shorty would still remain a distance away, except when ripping away the pizza, and so would the tall one. In fact, not even the silver one got within arms length. I found this strange, i set down the pizzas.
"Look, I didn't poison them."
"then eat them to prove it!" Some one called out.
"uuuuh...." I wasn't sure how to explain that..... "knew knowledge brings forth new action sir." oops, it came out anyway, whatever, i always failed at filtering, blame it on a girl's talkativeness. Oh right, i actually hate talking. Maybe that's why i suck at it. "i refuse out of obligatory self-preservation." Luxian was already laughing from the start, and shorty had given up on this group, tromping away to loot corpses. the tall man, with a deepening sparkle in his eye was the only one to keep a straight face.
Silver boy took a glance at me, from my feet to my face, which, i would've taken as provocative or disgusting if i wasn't wearing the baggiest clothes in existence, yes, including pants, gaiter, and shoes.
"Why are you so suspicious-looking?" sighed the silver haired man.
"ive been wondering that for years."
"it's probably the hat."
"oh, but my gaiter makes a good mask tho..."
"yeah, or the jacket, do they really let u wear that at work?" I had a baggy jacket, three or four times my size on, a long black shirt, loose as an XXL whatever it started as, and pants that could fit at least four pairs of pants beneath them. what of it? u got a problem?
"actually, i have a way to clear suspicion." i voiced out my opinion.
"?" everyone turned to look at me curiously.
I raised the pitch of my voice, lifting my head and straightening shoulders to show off a thin neck. "I'm a girl."
"Ha!" A laugh came out way too loud from across the room from Maxin. This guy immediately noticed they'd all turned to glance at him, and turned away to get back to business, embarrassed.
I saw Luxian swipe a pill when no one was looking for that second. And then i understood something.
My curious mind, it always wants to know more. Maxin, his power, not just noticeable fear, Luxian not just infliction, then silver man and tall man?
I shrugged. "Can i leave now?" Annoying to have to ask permission to leave from someone who's not ur boss, but whatever, authorities were never my thing. Being bossed around in general was never my thing in fact, following in general, wasn't my thing. I didn't want to lead either, just don't make me follow or lead. Let me go, i call myself....the outlaw! the lone ranger! hahaha, enough of my junior high dreams lets just try to get back to work on time. Good thing I made good time here.
The silver guy nodded his head. "Alright, you can go for now, make sure not to tell anyone this, we'll get back to you tomorrow."
Yeah, sure you will, i know how you guys work. You think i haven't had pervs tailing me? Jeez, this is why i dress like trash. What's the use of beauty when all it does is bring problems? Idk, maybe a more exciting life. Whatever, at least I'm not as bored as some.
I take off on my sleek white motor bike, but it wasn't hard to lose them. Apparently it's hard to jump bridges onto freeways with cars, oh, and hard to to take 90* turns at 90. whatever. their loss. I was going in the wrong direction by the end of it tho, so i doubled back, and made it to work only a little bit late. Luckily, no one noticed for once. Maybe cause it was a far delivery location and all, so it was kinda expected to a take a moment.
Before the night was up, I'd already done a nice paint job over on my motorbike to a black one, with some spray paint and got it coated over the weekend.
they didn't come find me, even as my weekend was up, and i went back to work. In fact, they didn't find me for a whole 2 months, which was probably why they straight up kidnapped me when they finally did. luckily i was getting off work on the friday of both my full times and my one part time, a tuesday.