Fittie had followed and ambushed her.

When the train got into that little station, it wasn't a station really but just a platform in the middle if nowhere really, I saw Jaz at her car and I saw... Yes, Fittie. So that little prick had indeed followed her. Asshole! From his body language it seemed he was threatening her. Luckily a few people got off here, so I wasn't the only one leaving the train. I focused and made everyone forget about me. Of course I had no Idea, if it had really worked. No one bumped into me... Then again, I propably wasn't invisible, even if it had worked. I thought of it as merely being somebody else's problem, which was good enough for me. Anyways nobody looked me in the eye, greeted me or reacted to my presence in any way, so I decided to roll with it. Making use of my other powers just surprising him would be more than enough.

As I came closer I noticed Jaz looking over to the train so I reached out: I sensed Fittie getting an Idea. „You little whore. So you weren't leaving, you're waiting for someone?” He looked about and surely must have seen me approaching them slowly. He had one hand on the collar of her jacket, trying to hide his aggression towards a young woman from the few passers-by who were hurrying to their cars, anxious not to notice any details about what was going on wit that young guy and the frightened female. „Fittie... y-you better... leave... I'm sure he'll...” Jaz tried but no matter how tough she acted sometimes, she wasn't very convincing now. „No one's coming, Jaz. He left you here and now you're coming with me. Get in my car!” He came close to her face and I saw her close her eyes. It was amazing really, neither him nor her seemed to take notice of me. „I'll fuck you good, you little whore” he whispered in her ear. „You'll see. I'll fuck you so hard...” It seemed my little treatment had driven him mad. A high sexdrive and no possibility to get relief whatsoever... Jaz mustered all the courage she could find and refused. „No, Fittie! I will never fuck...”

I saw him smile. He looked about again and I saw him form a fist with his right hand. „Oh I will have so much fun, breaking your resistance while ich fuck your brains out, fill you up and make you mine. I will stuff every whole in your body with my cock.” Somewhere inside his head a fuse must have been blown... As he lunged out, I got ready and standing to his right I diverted his puch over to his left which ultimately made him turn his back towards me. My action was poorly planned though and his strike still brushed Jaz. Both of them were utterly perplexed though and I managed to get Fitties back towards me and now I was holding one hand to his face. I had skin contact to his head and immideately entered the endless space where body and mind connect. I travelled between the two glowing planes and around the glowing strands connecting them at the speed of sound and again I lashed out and severed the strands that coordinated his movements. Next I went for the strands I had reorganized with the intention to make the change permanent. To my full contentment they were still as I had reshaped them. Although going for a second specific pair of strands was distinctly more taxing than finding the first strands.

When I returned to my own body merely splitseconds had passed. My energy was severley drained by now. Quasi invisibility to a whole train full of people, and entering the deeper levels of Fittie mind, going for two specifix sets of strands had taken their toll but I felt the energy in my body move around and condense in my palms. The well knowm electric tickle was there and I took violently from Fittie as his defenses waned and withered under my touch. It took him a few seconds to start getting control over his body back. Time enough for Jaz to step aside and get to safety. When Fittie gained enough control over his body to break free, I just let him. He stumbled forward, somewhat dazed and surprised that I didn't try to keep my hold over him. athen he turned around and aimed his right fist in a straight line at my face. I ducked and used my forearms as cover, a good idea because he did graze me. Instead of standing I moved forward and opened my arms. My right arm I layed on his left shoulder as I a came back up from my evasive maneuver in a way that put my right shoulder under his arm, lifting him as I got up and shifting his weight. I quickly closed my hands behind his back and with a turn of my hips I broke his balance. He stumbled and fell on his back right befire my feet. I used the opportunity to use my powers again. Instead of grabbing his arm and applying a joint lock or something, I kneeled down on his chest and layed both my hands on his face. In theory that left me open for attacks from his hands, but I was aiming for another effect.

«You will fuck no one!» The eversgifting voice of my alter ego, Nyarlathotep the crawling chaos, faceless god of a thousand forms painfully screeched through his mind. When he opened his eyes and looked at me I projected the image of an evershifting, shape- and formless mass instead of my face. He was terrified as I took every bit of strength I could get from him. «In. her. car.» When I couldn't take any more, I stood up, drew him along and threw him in the backseat, where I sat next to him. He was surprisingly easy to move around... „Jaz, would you be so kind and drive us to Fitties. I think it's high time, we three had a nice little chat.” Jaz was confused, but I reached out to her when she looked at me. I dispelled her fear and her doubts and spoke to her in her mind: «It's okay. Trust me.»

The drive was short, just a few minutes and we arrived at Fitties. That was luck. I found I could still not hold on to excess energy I had taken from another person and so my mental or psychic strength already began to wane back to normal levels, when we reached his place. And Fittie himself, he seemed to recover from my depleting attacks too. Jaz stopped the car and we climbed up the stairs to Fitties place. «Get your keys. Open the door.» I commanded him and he obeyed.

Jaz had no Idea what I was planning. I wasn't entirely sure myself. I felt a rampant and somewhat savage determination to subjugate him and to make sure he learned his place so he would never harass Jaz or any other woman again... Or maybe just to sibjuhate him... Who knows? My motives were a little hazy at that point, even to myself. The door closed bhind us and I guided the three of us to the living room. I prodded Fittie on his own couch and turned towards Jaz. „You okay, Jaz?” I asked and held her face with one hand. She nodded looking at me with wondering eyes. I knew what questions were in her mind, I just couldn't answer them. On a rational level I didn't know the answers myself, though I think another part of me did know. I was just going to ask if her ribcage was okay where Fittie had grazed her when I sensed Fitties aggression rising again, like a wildfire starting in the corber of my eye. I turned my head and I saw him take a knife out of the space from between the elements of his couch. I pushed Jaz aside turned towards him and just in time managed to raise my hands under the incoming thrust, diverting the knife upwards while stepping out of the way myself. Ineffektive against a trained knife fighter, this move was more than enough for a wannabe small-time criminal out of his mind like Fittie. I screamed at him in his mind. No sound was to be heard but I could sense his pain momentarily disrupting his movement. I **** him to let go off the knife before I withdrew from his mind. Then I prodded him against the couch again, this time face ahead. Then I took my belt off and used it to tie his hands on his back. Grabbing his throat I made him stand up again. Then I took his belt and threw it over to Jaz. „Bind his legs please.” Jaz smiled. She was obviously thinking through endless ways to pay him back and while she was binding his legs together, I held his throat with one hand, still draining him and opening his pants with the other hand. Jaz was the one to pull his pants down and I prodded him back onto the couch. I am not sure, we really needed the belts. I am not sure, the belts held him tightly enough. I am sure however, he was so terrified in this moment, that he did not even try to break free.