My body moving almost on its own I charge into the water-like world with no hesitation. Only a few feet into it I am noticed by the one facing me. He has a face full of confusion while he stares at me. I'll turn that face into a portrait of pain!!

As soon as the thought crosses my mind his face reacts as if my thought had been made a reality. A loud, wet thud, echoes through the room. The fuck was that noise, it couldn't have been him--wait, where is his leg? Moving my eyes down slightly I notice his left leg is missing from the knee down. I soon realize the source of the gory scene.

"OH FUCK, DAVID!"

The lanky one of the two, and now, the only one of the two with both legs cries out in fear. Even I react to the sight. Red's hand slamming down on the top of the one-legged man's head so hard his neck disappears into his body, then, her fingers gripping the man's head so hard her fingers dig into his skull as if it were play-doh. It was so extreme that it seemed like his head must have been made of play-doh but the bone-cracking, no, bone-crushing sound that echoed out of his open mouth spoke to its reality.

Just as my body had begun to move on its own, it now stopped on its own. I watched as Red's other hand went to the man's back, and I heard the sound of flesh ripping. Not a second later was he held in the air by her before she threw his body, it disappearing after it reached the boundary of the illusion we stood in. This time understanding what it was, I heard a louder, wet thud in the distance.

I looked over to her once assailant, now victim who was sitting in a puddle of his own making.

"P-Please, I didn't even want to do this! H-He forced me!"

HA, that's ironic, he's acting like he's a victim. As much as I would love to rip him limb-from-limb metaphorically, I wouldn't dare get in the way of the person who might just literally rip him limb-from-limb.

Not bothering to cover herself Red stood up, the shorts around her knees tearing in two as she did. With only a few steps she now stood a foot away from him, he looked up to her not even trying to get off his knees.

"Please!" "(SQUIKKKK)"

The sound of his voice was muffled by that of Red's leg punching through his body. She stood on one leg, her other through him and hanging out the back.

"Pathetic." Her left hand came to her right shoulder and swung at him with the back of it. Watching this with time slowed I wondered whether his neck would snap or if his head would come, clean off his shoulders. Both were wrong!

The second her hand hit his head everything it touched turned to a mushy, bloody mass of flesh. It scattered out in every direction. It was now over but I didn't say a word. I couldn't help but stare at Red, her naked body now covered in blood almost the same color as her lips. She truly was 'Red.'

After slinging her hand a few times to get the brain matter off the back of it she brought her leg closer to her body. The body it was piercing though came with it. She then reached out and casually slid the body off of her leg like any other woman would slide off a stocking. I was so entranced with her I almost didn't notice the illusion drop and the world around us go back to normal.

I think I'm in love.

She then turned to me and covered her body, at least the important parts.

"What the fuck are you staring at.'

"No, I was just trying to help."

"Help? What, you think this is the first time I've been raped! They didn't even--WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"

I walk up to Red, closing my eyes and embracing her, "It's okay."

"I told you I was fine!"

"I know, this is for me, I just want to be able to say I touched a beautiful girl. Now, you must have gotten something in your eyes, might want to get it out."

Red reaches up to her face in surprise, touching the tears that ran down it.

"It's nothing, I'm fine."

"I know."

Red wraps an arm up my back, and around my neck, her hand resting on my collar.

"(CLICK) What--oh my--TOM STAND DOWN!"

The voice of a bitch rains down on us but we don't move. A second later I feel a vibration in my collar. Still holding Red I talk to her.

"You might want to let go of me, I'm about to have a lot of electricity running through me."

Red doesn't respond but I feel her hand move from resting on my collar to gripping it, then her other hand grips it and it snaps in two, flying off my neck and across the room on either side of us. Her arms return to holding me and her face presses against my shoulder, my shirt growing wetter the longer her face remains against it.

"Red why did you? What is going on? Whose bodies are those?"

Red still hugging me, I feel my feet lift off the ground and we begin moving, rather Red does because she sprints out of the room and down the hall with me. My legs flap behind her as she charges further, faster.

"Where are we going?"

"Shut the fuck up."

I don't speak again until I realize where she had brought me, the showers.

"I see." She is covered in blood, and bits of brain, and flesh, so I can understand why she would want to take a shower. She must have carried me with her as a way of covering herself since she no longer had any clothes. I sure didn't mind being used as living clothing, pressed against everything, as she bounced down the halls.

Realizing the moment had passed I turn around to let her enter the shower. As I turn I hear her open the door behind me.

'I think I love her' is that what I said? No, I definitely do. I have to be with her, I'll find a way to make her like me, that's the only option. I know everyone has joked that she likes me, but I'll make it a reality! I'll--

As I was walking away I am suddenly pulled back by my shirt. The force of the pull was so great that my legs flew out in front of me. I fly until I slam into a wall, sliding down it, crashing into the floor.

I'm in the shower?

Red stood a few feet in front of me, bare, and not trying to cover anything. Her arm reached out grabbing the door and slamming it shut.