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I gasped as saw Patchwork on top of an invisible body.

She could frikin' see him.

Standing there I was stunned for a second.
Then I lifted up my pointy toed Kick butt boot and gave her a butt full of foot. I grinned as I felt her body under my boot. It was a lot better then air.

She recovered and grabbed at what I knew was Thirds shirt, then planted her feet on his chest and back flipped off him full blast.

I heard a *GASP!* from third, then a light *poof!* behind me. Then...

I got a butt full of foot.

Ooh, you little... I turned and tried to punch her stomach, but lightly jumped back, to swing around, fully kick invisible third squarely in the chest. You heard him 'ooof!' and fall down.
She turned to me and grinned to start advancing on me. Yikes.
"THIRD!" I yelled, "You'd better get the freaking heck up RIGHT NOW!"

Then I swung a punch at her head again. She just snaked that evil little head out of my way.

I should have learned the first time.

She pulled out a little portable computer screen from inside a sleeve of her kimono. The computer screen was somehow connected to her thoughts.
It flickered and then little words started showing up on the screen.
"I'm not here to fight, I would love too, but The Mistress knew that this was going to happen one day so she prepared me for it. She says it happens to all her Specials at some point."

I look up at Third and I get the confusion thing emitting off him. Jeez, I felt the same way.

"Look Bride of Frankenstein, We're not interested. I have better things to do then talk to you for hours about something that's pointless. So I've got to go and not waste my life talking to you."

Another thought flickered across the screen, "You sorry excuse..." But stopped. She sighed. "There's no point." She thought, "You actually really don't want to leave this place. Where else to go? Exactly. No where. The Mistress recommends you stop before you do something you might regret."
I glared at her and said.
"Well, anywhere where I don't have to see your face is better..."

"What are you suggesting?" Third asked. I was about to protest when Patchwork turned her back and started pacing a little. Right then a series of little taps went into my ear, he wanted me to trap her while she was monologuing, through the computer's security system with my awesome ability to type behind my back single handedly.
Got it.
I was typing behind my back silently as Patchwork said,
"She knows that every Special thinks at one point that they think they aren't needed in the Facility, or they think there are better things out there. Obviously you've been lied to. You have no where better than here. And everyone is needed. Even to a complete computer nerd like you, and this lackey who is too afraid to show is cowardly face."
"You know, not seeing his face is better then seeing yours. At least he knows that he actually has one." I smiled my meanest sweetest smile at her.
Then I glanced back at the screen quickly while she wasn't looking.
I was almost there...
Patchwork had a look of annoyance on her face then the screen popped some more stuff on it.
"The Mistress wants to know who told you that you could get away? Or at least made you think that you could get away?"

Suddenly, before my witty remark could be made, two large nozzles that looked like fire hoses came down from the ceiling. Patchwork looked up at the noise. Before she could move, they shot out a substance that looked like electricity, but tentacle- like. They rapped themselves around Patchwork, trapping her, and making her immobile.
"Oh, yeah! Eat that you MORON! Computer nerd my butt! Look what my fabulous skills got you into! HA! Oh and Third is always going to be better then you," I said taking his hand,"No matter what you do or where you go everyone, everywhere they are all going to hate you. Forever."

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