The Perfect Run

Chapter 32

Ryan woke up on a terrible mattress, with a cat on his chest.

The animal looked at the courier with its big blue eyes, as he emerged from his deep sleep. The Persian cat had a coat of fur of the purest shade of white, and the lazy expression of a creature sleeping eighteen hours a day without shame.

It was...

It was the perfect Bond Villain cat!

Ryan immediately let out a cry of joy, while the cat looked at him with noble curiosity.

“I’m gonna call you…” Ryan briefly raised the feline above ground to check if it was a male or female, and then let his imagination do the rest. “Eugène-Henry von Schrodinger!”

Eugène-Henry meowed in response.

“The name sucks,” someone complained from the ‘room’ right next to his—another animal cage repurposed into a prison cell. Ryan recognized the voice as Sarah’s. “It sucks hard.”

“Much like many geniuses, I’m way ahead of my time,” Ryan replied, scratching Eugène-Henry behind his ears. “You like that name, don’t you? You like it, don’t you?”

“Is that the white cat?” Sarah peeked into Ryan’s private space, finding the courier sitting on his bed sheet, the cat on his lap. The courier promised himself to work on his diabolical mastermind pose, though he needed to get a cashmere suit first. “It has a sixth sense to find suckers willing to feed it. That’s why it’s so fat.”

“Hey, he’s not judging you on your appearance!”

“Once, I showed him a rat, like one meter away from his face, and that lazy furball didn’t even react.”

“Slander!” Ryan defended his new sidekick. “Is there a shower though? I think I caught fleas sleeping on that bed.”

“Yes, but the water is muddy. Ma says she will fix it today after she checks your car.”

Check his—

“Goddammit, I hope she doesn’t find the bodies,” Ryan said, rising up from the bed. Eugène-Henry instantly took over his place and moved below the bed sheet, to better protect the mattress from intruders.

“There’s a spot for that,” Little Sarah said casually. “The druggies call it the Happy Hole.”

As it turned out, Rust Town did have tourist spots.

Ryan started dressing, but immediately noticed something wrong. Namely, his A-bomb was missing, and some of his weapons weren’t at their place. Someone had clearly checked on his belongings while he was asleep.

Shortie may be willing to help, but she didn’t fully trust him yet.

The courier emerged from the orphanage to find Len tinkering with his car, having opened the car hood to look inside. She had put the water gun aside, to her right.

“Comrade Shortie, just because it’s an all-American car doesn’t give you the right to wreck it,” Ryan said. “Find yourself a Lada.”

Len turned her head away from the engine, and Ryan's playful demeanor disappeared instantly when she grabbed the water gun. “Riri, what have you done?”

What did he do?

What didn’t he do?

Ryan glanced inside the car hood, his old friend keeping her weapon aimed at his head. Unfortunately, Len had found the brain and jumped to the wrong conclusions.

“Riri, have you…” Len clearly didn’t want to finish her sentence but forced herself to. “Did you put someone in there?”

“You wouldn’t believe how many tries it took before I found the right person.” He immediately raised his hands while Len made a mortified face. “Relax, I’m kidding, I’m kidding! It’s not even sentient!”

“Riri, don’t, don’t joke about this,” she sputtered, keeping her weapon raised.

“Sorry, sorry,” he apologized. “I default to humor when I’m stressed, and I didn’t have my morning coffee.”

Len remained as stiff and grim as ever. “Riri, where did it come from?”

“It’s vat-grown, a gift from another Genius.” No answer. “Shortie, I’m not a serial killer, and I don’t abduct hobos off the road to experiment on them.”

“Riri, I… I want to believe you’re not crazy. I really want to.” She shook her head. “But you keep a thermo-nuclear device with children nearby.”

knew about the plushie. “Len, there are

what if you’re wrong?” she asked, biting her lower lip. “What if you jump into another universe every time you die, and leave a nuclear crater

whenever I die. I checked. I wouldn’t do like, half the stuff I pull on a weekly basis if

is correct, then you can

water guns for Christmas, while I got a Fat Man,” Ryan said, putting a finger on the tip of her

the water gun. “You will behave while you stay here,” Len said. “I…

“Len, they have guns.”

defend themselves in this shithole,” the Genius replied. “But that nuke, Riri, won’t help anyone. It’s just

Vulcan, as a sign of friendship.

handing him the bomb. Ryan put a hand on it, their gloves brushing

Len didn’t trust him, she wanted to. He

even put your hands on a weapon like that?” she asked, as

his answer. “Because I was bored, and I thought it would be fun to have a nuke as a

automatically restart with your time-stop? You said it caused you early

early restart, I meant an early restart. Have you never wondered

finally caught on.

on to this mechanism, he had already burnt a lot of bridges. "And since I need to commit suicide to

him with a mix of pity, sadness, and compassion. “Do you think your life

he had wanted to die for good, he would have picked a fight with someone like Cancel long ago.

Len abruptly changed the

as he remembered one of his worst deaths. “Whatever you do, Len, don’t sleep

“Monaco? Why?”

future. Don’t go to Monaco.” He glanced at the car, and a flustered Len started putting the engine pieces back in their proper place. “Should I expect a

Only then did Ryan notice that while she had stopped pointing it at

Baby steps.

a hand on the

once her work done. “Riri, why

was such a long story. Ryan worked many loops and decades

but between various dimensions,” the courier explained. “You know some Violet Genomes summon creatures

pulling them

some are alternate histories Earth could have taken. Usually, these histories aren’t stable and constantly fluctuate,

“I don’t follow you.”

time is stable, that the past is set in stone, but in truth, it’s like the water you love so much, ever changing.” Ryan’s experience had taught him as much. “I mean, I just have to jump back and poof, it

a worried frown, unable to say it

not to think about it.” If only because of the horrors involved. It was a rabbit hole of depression, questionable ethics, and self-misery. He preferred to think of it as a universal memory-wipe. “Anyway, I thought

where things went well

way to reach an alternate Earth, even with a custom particle accelerator. All I can do with the Chronoradio is listen

would get himself killed? Then again,

if she will follow through if I’m in Rust Town. After that, I need

a deeper frown

you, so I investigated,” Ryan admitted. “What

in their factories,” Len said with anger. “They pay them for dangerous work with

Il Migliore supports these practices.” Even the junior heroes he

criminals wear masks. Most wear suits and ties. Since nobody would stand up for

you attacked one of

turning grimmer. “But… they caught me.

people you tried to fight for?”

always try to take the easy way out.” Len shook her head. “Wyvern didn’t bust me out, Vulcan did. And even then, it wasn’t for free. I had to help the Augusti transport their drug, take their

reassured her. “I see only one way to kill Psyshock permanently,

collaborated with Vulcan, she clearly had no love for her organization. “We could capture him,” she said. “From what you told me, he has to

place, taking down Psyshock would also prevent him from piloting that Mechron mech later on. “And while I don’t believe it, Vulcan says she can

need

my

help you, Riri. I really do. No one else should have to go through

fact that you want to help at all means a lot

if we succeed in helping you, I…

We.

the time when Ryan believed they had a future together. He thought his feelings for Len had changed after so many restarts, moved past the realm of teenage romance. But every time he looked at his old partner, the courier always wondered what could have

what could never

Riri,” she admitted. “My father, that stuff with

safe around me,” Ryan stated the obvious. Like

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