— Yes, you right there! You can make the difference by joining the cause and helping the Fourth Reich emerge!

Huh? I can't move... what happened to my body? I can still feel it, but I can't control it...

Charlotte was paralyzed in front of a television showcase. She was now in Germany, thirsty for her former friend's blood. The advertisement the TVs were showing was a political campaign for Anelise, the new supreme leader. As soon as everyone nearby heard or watched it, their minds lost control of their bodies. Some weren't even questioning it, while others, like Charlotte, were fully conscious.

Someone is playing with my body... It must be that bitch. Alright, I'll play your little game for now.

The only part of her body she could move freely was her eyes. She started strolling around the city automatically and looked at the people. Some of them were just mindless zombies walking towards random directions. Most of them, however, were heading towards the Berlin Parliament, including her. When they arrived at the big yard in front of it, Anelise appeared at the top of the staircase, looking down at her new servants.

— Thank you all for supporting the Aryan cause, my people! Of course, some of you will die, because you're not pure. But it's a sacrifice to the better of Germany! I'm sure you'll be grateful for at least contributing to the purification!

Charlotte was in the front, looking at that monster with utter disdain. It was probably on purpose for her to be close.

— I would love sitting on a huge statue of myself, my dear slaves! So make it happen now.

Anelise stopped smiling and looked directly at her former friend. She pointed her finger towards her.

— You. You'll be my personal maid. Come.

She gestured with her finger to go with her. She then turned around and they both entered the huge building. She was quiet for the whole tour, until they were inside an elegant room. There was already a throne there, even though it was not a monarchy. She sit on it in a snobbish way and smiled sadistically.

— Do you like this throne? I ordered some slaves this morning to make the perfect seat for the perfect dictactor like myself. Ah, I forgot you can't speak! What a shame...

She pretended to be disappointed and then looked serious.

— You're not here to stop me, are you? I liked you, you know. You're not trying to make our beautiful friendship die for nothing, right?

Anelise got up and walked towards Charlotte. She then grabbed her cheeks to force her to look directly in the eyes.

— Please, tell me you're here to help me, not make things difficult for no reason.

She took Charlotte's fingers and put them on her mouth in a seducing way. She looked with desire in her eyes.

— Please, darling...

Utterly disgusted, Charlotte put all her willpower into the fingers that were inside Anelise's mouth. She could use her power not only on her body as a whole, but also in parts. There were two reason why she was not an obedient zombie: the 7-Up and her superior abilities made her brain more resistant to mind control; she also had a lot of willpower to neutralize the brainwash, because she wanted to kill that monster more than anything.

The fingers inside the mouth detached from the hand and pierced through Anelise's throat. It was enough to break completely the mind control. She landed a powerful punch on her enemy's cheek, sending her towards the wall and breaking it. Trying to recover from the surprise attack, Anelise was sitting in the ground, looking disappointed. She had difficult speaking, since her throat was healing slowly.

— Why can't you understand this? Malungo was a monkey, but I thought you would be different. I trusted you, Charlotte.

— Keep your mouth shut, whore. You were the one who betrayed my trust.

Anelise slowly stood up, brushing the debris off her shoulders.

— I still haven't given up on you. I'll at least make you a personal slave for me.

— And I'll make you a pile of twisted blood.

Anelise took a radio from the pocket of her military uniform and held it to her mouth.

— Obey me now, monkey.

Her voice could be heard from all the building, since it was being transmitted to the speakers. Charlotte quickly took candy wrappers out of her pockets and placed them on her ears. They were improvised ear covers. It bounced Anelise's voice off. Annoyed, she put the radio back on her pocket.

— So you've already figured out my power... What a shame, I guess I'll have to kill you now.

Anelise's power was a mind control through mass media. If the message was completely ignored, it wouldn't work. Charlotte used her power to dash towards her opponent. She grabbed her neck and dragged her body across multiple rooms, breaking the walls along the way. It was so fast that not even Anelise could keep up. Immediately when the power ended, she grabbed Charlotte's wrist and punched her towards the door, which led to the window, which led to the outside.

The sun was setting. Anelise ran towards the broken window and wall and jumped. She reached Charlotte's body and punched it down, towards an urban forest. Simultaneously, Charlotte used her power on some of her nails to shoot them towards her opponent's head. She missed her brain for a few centimeters, but they still went through her head. She landed on the ground and Charlotte immediately dashed towards her, punching her in the stomach.

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Anelise broke through the trees, before stopping in a square. She was really annoyed now, her best friend could never comprehend her, so she got furious. This was true for both. Charlotte prepared to dash towards her again. Anelise predicted where she would be, so she just waited for it. When she used her power, she got surprised. Anelise punched the air exactly where Charlotte was, stopping her attack. She quickly grabbed her hoodie and pulled her body closer.

She landed a headbutt, knocking her for a second. It was enough time for Anelise to grab her arm, since it could stop her from dashing.

— Your power is so predictable. You can't make turns while dashing, so you'll always try to hit me from the front. I can say the same for you.

Anelise grabbed her hair with the other hand and closed the distance between their heads.

— You're so predictable. You always try to play the hero. "Racism is wrong", "killing is evil", bla bla bla... You're not the main character in an anime. You can die, as can a supporting character unwanted by the author.

Suddenly, Charlotte's phone rang loudly. It was a special ringtone, designed specifically to notify her of Yuto's well-being. Genesis made it and gave it to her, entrusting his safety to her if she died. She made sure she would save him in the battle against Slade, since she was almost arriving there. But now the ringtone was different, confirming Genesis was dead and nobody could save him besides Charlotte.

She froze, thinking about what to do. She was centimeters away from her arch enemy, seconds away from killing her and avenging Malungo. Anelise, annoyed by the sudden attention redirection, squeezed her arm painfully.

— Hey, this is not over yet. Look into my eyes and pledge permanent loyalty to me. I'll let you live if you do so.

This is bad! I promised Genesis I would never abandon her! I can't believe she's dead now, but I would be a coward if I let Yuto die after all they have been through... What do I do? Genesis, help me... please... I don't know what to do... Maybe I'm really a side character, after all...

Anelise squeezed her arm even harder.

— This is your last chance to choose, friend.

This is your last chance, Charlotte. You've been through a lot, but not as much as Genesis. Would you really break a promise to fulfill an empty desire for revenge? What if Malungo didn't want me to do this? I'm being selfish again...

— What a shame, Charlotte. I really thought you had the potential to help me rule the world. But I guess it is what it is. Goodbye.

Anelise dropped her hair and opened her free hand to slice Charlotte's neck.

Genesis... Malungo... Yuto...

She swung her hand towards Charlotte's neck. She suddenly disappeared.

— What?!

Anelise still held her arm tightly, but her body disappeared. Only the severed arm remained. She gritted her teeth violently, angry to the point of destroying the entire world to get what she wanted, like a spoiled child.

— Charlotte...

She looked at the sky. It was almost night.

— I promise I will kill you. I'll use every fiber of my body to torture you until you plead for mercy.

At a launch pad.

— Yes, I'm qualified for this operation.

— Are you sure? I mean, you look like a child...

Disruptor was ready to travel to the orbital cannon. She took her ID and showed it to the inspector.

— I don't remember any hero named Disruptor being on the passenger list...

— Just use the "Locate" option and insert my name.

— I'm telling you, there are less than 10 level 4 heros on board... I checked it left and right.

The inspector took his transparent tablet and used the "Locate" option to find her in the list. She was there.

— What?! How is this possible?

— Looks like someone is not doing their job appropriately. Can you imagine what happens if the company finds out their inspector blocked a qualified hero from doing an operation?

— I-I'm really sorry, Disruptor! You can pass now!

He quickly moved out of the way, showing her the way. She walked past him and smiled, since her power changed the passenger list to let her in.

When the preparations were done, she boarded the spaceship. Space rockets were too expensive and polluting to use, so aircrafts were better options. They got so advanced that they could reach the space without any problems or chance of exploding. It was almost as big as a rocket, but many times safer and better in general.

Of course, it was still demanding for the body to resist all the pressure, speed, G-force and everything an astronaut needed to train beforehand. But the 7-Up could negate the difference a lot, even the level 4 one.

The space bus took off with hundreds of people inside. Many of them were heroes, others were scientists etc. Everyone was dressed in astronaut suits, in case an accident happened in space. Disruptor still felt sick after the trip, which took a few hours to reach the orbital cannon.

It was located in a space station, as last resort weapon humanity could have against a level 7 on rampage. It required so much energy that the entire station would black out for at least a few hours. There were emergency measures that made it still livable, like backup power, extra oxygen and more.

The space bus stopped at a few places, not only that station, even though it was the first. Since it was Tokyo's main space station, most of the passengers would get off there. But the ship was also heading to the Moon and even some planets. Researchers, tourists, many people had reasons to visit those remote places.

Disruptor passed through all the security tests with her power and was now in front of the cannon cockpit. There were only two guards heavily armed there, one on each side. Actually, there were more, but she defeated them to arrive there. There were a lot of reinforced metal doors in the way, with two guards in the front of each door.

She used a simple strategy: break the guards's helmets with her superhuman strength and leave as soon as possible. Then, she would close the door, making it an enclosed space. She made the air ventilation suck all of the air inside, making the guards faint from lack of oxygen. All that while manipulating the cameras to make it look like everything was fine.

It took a few hours to bypass every security measure, since she had to avoid suspicion everytime. It was pretty exhausting, but she was finally there. She used the same strategy to pass everyone in the room out. They didn't have suits, so it was easier. Once they were almost dead, she returned the air to take her astronaut helmet off. She was not used to using helmets, so she had to take if off.

The efforts paid off: nobody was suspecting that someone was breaking into the cannon control room anymore. She sighed, finally at rest. She looked at the satellites cameras. In Tokyo, there was a huge energy forming. It was so powerful that even the space station could feel something towards it.