Next Door

My new green eyes are beautiful. They were stronger too. I can see so clearly and much further... ugh. Trish. I would have loved to just play with these eyes for a bit but you and the SOS. But hehe now isn't that funny. Trish was moaning on the bed. The book landed on her legs and she couldn't get it off of her. The contact was causing her to moan and wiggle. I had misjudged her. It was easy to understand now.

Not just with the extra processing of my mind, but like. Lesbian, her need to help people. I had said she wasn't a watcher before that she didn't understand us. But her intelligence was one of the few gifts she had. I had... done her a very bad disservice. She had been abandoned from a young age by everyone else.

Kyoei No Senban: 27/100

Vellus Pedis: 78/100

Mona: 16/100

The rest were under ten and less worth my time. I understood this, her connection to Vellus was that insanely high, but it was my Kyoei No Senban that she had her second highest connection. She could probably hear it. And yet, she had resisted. I was wrong. Trish was a watcher, or at least a visitor one who wanted to be a savior.

"Hhhmmm, eee... heee... meggggnnnhh," she panted.

I picked up the book. Hmm, it was distracting but more savory than last time. As much as I wanted to learn more spells, I needed to just move. I tossed the book into one of Trish's bags and hefted her up next to me. She staggered and learned next to me. As long as I moved before the police arrived it should be fine. Megan was probably calling people around the campus, so the faster, the better. It sucked to have to abandon Trish's phone but I had no choice. It could be tracked. I might have to considered abandoning mine as well, but I would hang onto it a bit longer just in case.

"Hard to stand," Trish mumbled.

"Hmm?" I realized. Oh neat. My eye was offering me another ability. Trish was craving more strength and my eye could trade it to her. It was like a replicate of my steal, so twenty four hours but in return I could gain limited access to her command how she moved. Since it was from a pool I stole from her anyhow, it was fine. Her legs steadied just barely as I felt the subtle drain.

Next door would be too close. Hmm, three four and nothing. Well, it was spring break. That worked in my favor since the halls were mostly empty... Lucky number seven? I thought as I tapped on another door. I heard a girl shouting from inside. I positioned the staggering Trish next to the peephole.

"Trish!" the girl inside exclaimed. As soon as the door moved open I bolted forward and rammed the door, jamming her in the face.

Sorry, I thought. It really was nothing personal. I glanced at the door number. Eight thirty two. I could pay her back later. I dropped Trish on the couch, she just flopped still, under the command of my eye. I locked the door quickly. Wait... sirens? Yeah. About right. Well. They weren't going to evacuate the entire college nor would they knew who was here or not from just one police call.

I sat down on her chest and covered her eyes with one hand and her shoulder with the other. "Are you-"

"Trish, he-"

"Steal!" I said.

Hmm. Good. Feels nice. I didn't wanna take from her, but well, if she was going to make it hard. Confidence, will and just a dash of strength to top off what I was losing from sharing with Trish. Hmm. Nice. Let's see. What can my eye reveal about this one. Hmm, Theresa, oh member of the cheerleaders so a friend of Chrissy's maybe? I turned to look at Trish that was still just laying against flat against the couch.

Oh, a role model. Trish, not the lesbian though but the savior... no. That isn't what Theresa saw. She saw a guardian, or almost like a mother, someone who protected her cubs, like a grizzly bear.

Souris Triste: 60/100

Moorhelfer: 30/100

Kyoei No Senban: 25/100

Such high scores. Much higher than Trish. She had a couple more in the teens but I wasn't as interested in them. It was interesting that they both had near equal scores with the lord of watchers. Hmm... wait but, wasn't I a watcher because of my bad body? Did that mean that a lower score in that book meant you had a better body? Hmmm. I wonder if they would explain it.

The sirens got louder. I looked to Trish and sent her a willful command to get up. "Close the blinds and curtains," I said.

"Okay," she said.

I turned to Theresa. "Are you alone here? Any surprises I need to know?" I held my thumb to her neck, waiting to detect a hint of lying on her pulse.

"No," Theresa said a bit sheepishly.

"Trish, give me your top," I said smiling. Once I had it, I loosened my grip a bit as I moved it to cover Theresa's eyes. "We are going to play a bit of a game. I know your probably scared. Confused and lots of things, but right now. I want ya to hold onto those things. Almost learn to enjoy them."

I tied it tight until I was sure she couldn't see at all. I held her wrists behind her back. She wasn't struggling much, so I whispered. "Go on. I want you to feel how much stronger I am. I plan to protect Trish. I plan to repay you. I know it sounds silly right now, but-"

There it is. My eye could feel her wanting some of my strength. She can have it, but with her limited will, I really just wanted to bind her hands. So... ohh. Interesting. The deal this time was forty hours of some of my strength and her arms would be trapped behind her back for twenty hours. Well, it was still worth it.

Wow... I felt a bit woozy. I moved over to the table and felt its weight. No, it was lift. I might be over doing it.

"I... what, my arms..." she whimpered.

"Trish, come," I said as I grabbed Theresa. It was time to train some brats. Who who just wouldn't listen and made me have to steal. Well, I smiled. I was enjoying the day pretty well so far.