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.”
God, if only she knew about the plushie. “Len, there are
lip. “What if you jump into another universe every time you die, and leave a nuclear
like, half the stuff I pull on a weekly basis if I knew I left a mess behind. My power only affects our universe, and all I do is give it an alcohol
struggling to understand his power’s full scope. “If what you say is correct, then you
for Christmas, while I got a Fat Man,” Ryan said,
gun. “You will behave while you stay here,” Len said. “I… even if there are no consequences from your point of view, I
“Len, they have guns.”
weapons to defend themselves in this shithole,” the Genius replied. “But that nuke, Riri, won’t help anyone. It’s just death in a
to Vulcan, as a sign of friendship. “Can you give
on it, their gloves brushing against the other. The courier sensed her reluctance to give the weapon
she
she asked, as the courier put the bomb inside
“Because I was bored, and I thought it would be fun to have
automatically restart with your time-stop?
early restart.
finally caught on. "That's how
bridges. "And since I need to commit suicide to get back in time, I figured I should make it
Genius looked at him with a mix of pity, sadness, and compassion. “Do you think
he had wanted to die for good, he would have picked a fight with someone like Cancel long ago. “As long as I exist, there’s always a chance
abruptly changed
slept in way worse places,” the courier replied, before shuddering as he remembered one of his worst deaths.
“Monaco? Why?”
parts.” Only then did Ryan notice that while she had stopped pointing it
Baby steps.
boasted about his car, putting a hand on the hood. “You’re the
work with, actually.” Len closed the hood once her work done. “Riri, why did you hook up a
was such a long story. Ryan worked many loops
between various dimensions,” the courier explained. “You know some Violet Genomes summon creatures like
pulling them from
some are alternate histories Earth could have taken. Usually, these histories aren’t stable and
“I don’t follow you.”
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
never considered...” Len trailed off with a worried frown, unable
rabbit hole of depression, questionable ethics, and self-misery. He preferred to think of it as
timeline where things went well for us,” Len
“But I never found a way to reach an alternate Earth, even with a
would get himself killed? Then again, they were close to the Junkyard. “What about that undead madman in the
recruitment offer from Wyvern and then Vulcan, but I’m not sure if she will follow through if I’m in Rust
Len answered with a
heard Dynamis jailed you, so I investigated,” Ryan admitted. “What
in their factories,” Len said with anger. “They pay them for dangerous work with just enough euros to feed themselves, but provide neither healthcare nor safety guidelines.
these practices.” Even the junior heroes he had met during the seminar seemed more self-obsessed than actively
shook her head. “Not all criminals wear
one of Dynamis'
gave more details, her face turning grimmer. “But… they caught me. Somebody ratted me out and led
you tried to fight for?” Ryan
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
only one way to kill Psyshock permanently, and
clearly didn’t like the idea. Even if she collaborated with Vulcan, she clearly had no love for her organization. “We could capture him,” she
he will have a suicide button.” Hopefully, it wouldn’t be a thermo-nuclear device. Besides making the world a better 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 enhance my power. Unless you have another suggestion, they seem like our best
have any alternative. “I’ve… I need
my power,
to help you, Riri. I really do. No one else should have to go through what you
Ryan said with genuine warmth. “The fact that you want to help at all means
the thing is Riri, even if we succeed in helping you, I… I’m not sure if there will be a
We.
a future together. He thought his feelings for Len had changed after so many restarts, moved past the realm of teenage romance. But every
what could never
Riri,” she admitted. “My father, that stuff with
feel safe around me,” Ryan stated the obvious. Like
About The Perfect Run - Chapter 32
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