It wasn't long before everyone was up and out, of course with a few problems, but taken care of with little difficulty. Well who am I kidding, a hell lot of difficulty. Ayumu is pretty much K.O.ed until Crow heals her with the remaining strength he has, unless, of course, he had passed out too, but knowing how stubborn and strong the Ningen no Kami are, he'll make it out with ease. Then Shin... Luckily he escaped too, but hopefully Ayano Aoi, the rather secluded one, can help him, after all, they probably warmed up to each other after living together for about half a day. Wait. Aoi! Miki swiveled around, staring at the silent girl fight off an incoming goon, if she wasn't there to defend Miki, then she'd be a goner. Miki stared hopelessly at Aoi, fighting the large group of endless goons, as she fought off goons herself, just getting grazed by a bullet. She grabbed her right calf in pain and ignored the screams of pain that Mai let out.
"Aoi-chan! Move!" Miki tackled Aoi, pushing her into the teleporter and then once it was done, she smashed it since they would just follow her if she had gone in too.
"That girl..! She must have a death wish.. Haha, seems like you're the cheesy loser hero who sacrifices themselves in the end!" one of them cackled. Miki grinned, flashing an attractive smile despite her bloody, beaten face, and then roundhouse-kicked a goon, snatching his gun in the process.
"Sacrifice? As if. I barely even know them! Why would the great Miki-sama have to sacrifice herself? Hm?!" she smiled, her mind was pretty screwed up at the moment, forgive her for now at least. All the pain in her body magically disappeared, but was still there physically, maybe it's a Ningen no Kami ability, or was it simply just the effects of going literally insane? She stole another gun, this time she simply stabbed the guy in the head with a dagger and stole it. Miki studied the two weapons, a fully-loaded piston and what seemed to be a futuristically tweaked piston, only that it was loaded with bullet-shaped darts with a target-locking function. The girl, too curious, shot an incoming goon, the result being that his body froze and dropped within impact, yet he remained breathing. A fellow teammate shouted and grabbed the man, also falling into the same state within contact. Miki grinned evilly, a bit too evilly, now she seemed like the villain, but who knows, maybe the Ningen no Kami are villains after all. Within seconds, everyone was down, either dead, or unconscious.
"If they had weapons this powerful, why not use it in the first place..? Unless...!" she stopped, running over to the man whom she initially stole the gun from, and looked through his clothes, comparing it to a few others. Miki! Y-You need to run.. I can't take the pain anymore...! I can explain who that man is later, just RUN! The girl returned to normal, all the pain rushed back into her body, making the girl fall of her knees.
"No... My job isn't done yet.." Miki trudged into the condo, scooping up Shiro and Kumo, and then coughed, staining the pure white blanket with her foul, inhuman blood. She stared it at for a second, and then looked away, running away from the truth, like from the start. She held the warm, white cat in her arms and ran her sore hand across it's soft, silky, white fur, collecting some fur in the process. She leaned against the window, staring into the gloomy late-morning sky with a look of longing in her face, that longing was for this nightmare to end, for this distorted opposite personality of hers to die away and for to return to the meek Kaigai Miki, but for some reason, it's as if she completely changed to a different person. She took her calloused cat-fur covered hand and dug around in her pastel orange torn and bloodied hoodie pocket, petting Kumo as if nothing was wrong. Shiro, was Riku's cat, and it was best to not let it ran around so freely. She silently snuck into her bedroom, randomly selecting pieces of clothing, and looked for a bag to stuff them in. Miki grabbed a fairly small, yet big enough dirt-colored knapsack and then put Shiro in there, since he was probably larger, then put Kumo in the smaller outer compartment, only to have him bark in the small cramped darkness while Shiro sat there, as chill as a cucumber. As soon as Miki heard the groan of a goons outside, she immediately silenced the puppy and put him in her pocket, where he lounged, content and happy. She then put the clothing around Shiro and slipped the knapsack around her shoulders, being extra careful of her bruised and swollen one.
Miki silently slipped by each person with trembling steps, and then sighed as she was just about finished with crossing the sea of dead/unconscious drenched bodies, of course because of Shin's violent act of destroying the elevator and all living organisms within. Agh...! Xin lỗi, Miki...! (Sorry, Miki...!) All of a sudden, a horrible feeling overcame her body, it felt like she was being eaten whole, and then she fell to the floor in the pile of goons, and silently clenched her throat, breathing heavily and laying on her side.
"M-Mai..! Nani wa kore..?! (What is this..?!)" she hoarsely let out. Suddenly, she felt her body, her mind, changing. Images flashed through her head in a flurry of pain, and her eyes became blank, empty, lifeless. She stood up shakily and then robbed all of the goons of their guns, then stuffing them in another empty compartment. I am... Miki. If we are separate, we are incomplete, and once together, we become who we are supposed to be, a man-made human who carries the memories, emotions, and personality of another person. But why do I feel so indifferent? Why am I not being like Kaigai Miki, the meek, scorned one? I wonder... But maybe it's our hidden personality, finally free from it's mask? I still can't believe that I am supposed to be Kaigai Miki... But now I'm Ryori Miki, and Mai is also me... Miki thought to herself for once, without Mai to block her off, and searched for a staircase.
"Nowhere to be found.. Agh, stupid futuristic buildings..! Ack!" she lurched over, holding her stomach as it splurted blood, and then grabbed her seisui, finally remembering Shin's seisui. She held in the open wound, dashing into the room and grabbing the blue and pink-speckled vial, then opened the balcony door. She looked down at the ground, ten stories down. She applied some seisui to the wound roughly, covering up most of it, and then rubbing some on her face, fixing her appearance at least. She slipped on some pastel blue shorts, since that was the only pair of comfortable shorts that was in the bag, and then brushed off the cat fur on it, then applying some more seisui to her shoulder, at least making it more bearable so she can lift her arm without screaming in pain. She hopped over the rail of the balcony and carefully slipped down to the next floor beneath, and put on some gloves, just to have the complete look, even though she was wearing a long pastel orange hoodie, and pastel blue shorts underneath, all thats left is a light-up beanie and she has the complete look of an ultra flashy hipster.
Miki took out her dagger, placing it gently on the lock, then smashing it down with powerful inhuman brute force. Alarms went off, no one was at home luckily, if they were, she would have to force them to take a mouthful of her memory-erasing concoction, which was surprisingly still with her, just that it was caught in the chain whip. She watched as all the ways out were closed by platinum walls.
"Now this is a sure-fire challenge... I feel so much more powerful.. Is this the true power of the Ningen no Kami that I have received last..? Seems legit. That's probably why I couldn't fight as well as Riku!" She shouted as she sliced the platinum wall open with her whip in blade mode. She grinned and ran out, and entered the teleporter. In a flash of odd and not-so-refreshing telportation, she was at the planned meeting place, with Crow and Ayumu pretty much knocked out, and then she looked down.
"Shin!" she carefully sat down, careful for Kumo in her pocket, and took out Shin's vial, popping it open and putting a few drops in his mouth, pinching his nose to make sure he swallows. Miki then closed the vial, placing it in his bloody, drenched palm, and hurried to Ayumu and Crow.
"Ahh, what am I, the first aid?" she continued the same process with the two, in hopes that they would react soon, though it was quite hard to find each of their vials, since it's kind of scary to go searching in someone you know's clothes, especially when they're pretty banged up. She then began to work on getting the plexi-glass windows to open, then within at least ten minutes or so, she had a well-cut circle, big enough to fit each of them through, since Miki could almost walk through it standing. She sat down, exhausted, and stared at sky through the hole with a rather sad expression, yet slightly relieved.
"Why must humans want everything they don't have...?"