Ok back on the superhero Mira x Civilian Zoey x Super Villain Rumi thing.
(part one, part two)
So, Gwi-ma is planning to come after Zoey, knowing she’s connected to Mira. (He thinks she’s just a good friend and roommate, he doesn’t know that Zoey knows about her heroic identity or powers.) so he plans to kidnap her to force Mira to get a control chip, like the one Rumi had.
He’s also working closely with Mira’s parents, though that’ll change when their illegal exploits are revealed by the Saja boys, not that they or Gwi-ma know that yet.
He had not, however, accounted for the fact that Zoey has powers. That was only his first mistake, one that his agents learned very quickly after trying to tranq her and instead she threw a couch at three of the human agents.
The second?
Rumi.
Rumi, who upon hearing what she guessed was a wall coming down came flying out of Mira’s room (this is early in their knowing the real Rumi instead of villain Rumi, so she didn’t trust her sleeping in the room with Zoey) and spotted the too familiar symbols of Gwi-ma.
So, something I don’t think I mentioned last time, Rumi’s powers were altered in a way by the lightning. She’s able to do bigger things now, like making shields or armor, but can’t make more complex stuff with her strings like swords.
All that to say, when she sees what’s happening she ends up using a series of walls to pin the agents and then suffocate them by lack of oxygen.
Rumi and Zoey end up finding the orders on one of their devices, specifying taking Zoey alive to use as a hostage before disposing of her once they controlled Solar Flare, or more specifically Mira. Rumi, seeing this, says they need to get to a safer location. When Zoey questions her on where would be safer then their own home, Rumi begrudgingly admits she knows one place on a farm a half hour by foot from the city.
They end up traveling on the road, Rumi carrying most of the stuff while Zoey carry’s a technically too heavy bag, but still light enough to play it off to Rumi. Rumi, still shaken from seeing the people she just escaped come after Zoey, doesn’t question how she was able to throw the couch or carry such heavy items.
Zoey texts Mira on the way, saying their apartments kinda wrecked and that she should get her stuff and meet them at the city’s edge. Mira assumes Rumi somehow stole Zoey’s phone, kidnapped her, killed her, or is somehow otherwise at fault.
So, when she sees the two of them idly chatting at the city edge, she doesn’t hesitate to slam into Rumi with more than enough force to bury her in concrete.
Now, in previous fights a hit like that would hurt, sure. Mira’s basically hitting her with the force of a building put into the size of her fist. But that was when Rumi reinforced her skin, muscles, and bones with her threads. (One of the few benefits of the chip was the intense amount of control over her powers she had, a skill she lost since the chip was fried and removed.)
Rumi isn’t killed by the hit, but it hurts her badly enough that she has a concussion and can’t see or hear very well. Mira tries to demand answers, and is shocked when Zoey punches her in the face to get her off of Rumi.
As Mira recovers from the impressive punch (seriously, what is this girl eating that’s not junk food that lets her hit this hard???) Zoey carefully helps Rumi stand. Rumi cannot, in fact, stay standing, and collapses immediately when Zoey lets go. Zoey manages to catch her, picking her up in a piggy back and carefully resting Rumi’s chin on her shoulder.
Zoey tells Mira with curt words that men wearing the same symbol as the chip in Rumi’s head came to try and kidnap her, and if not for Rumi they would’ve taken her. Mira, now feeling somewhat guilty, asks if Rumi’s alright. Rumi opens her eyes when she hears her name, one pupil blown wide and the other incredibly dilated.
Mira knows what a concussion looks like, and winces. She asks Zoey where Rumi was taking them, to which Zoey shows her the address Rumi had written on her arm in case they needed to separate. Mira asks if Rumi’s actually explained where it was, to which Zoey says no.
At that, Mira gives her a skeptical look, which Zoey rolls her eyes at. She says that if Rumi really wasn’t on their side now, she would’ve let the men take her to get to Mira. Mira tries to argue that it could’ve been a way to gain their trust, which Zoey doesn’t actually have an argument for.
Finally, she asks if Mira knows anywhere else they could go that they wouldn’t need to pay for. Mira tries to think of anywhere, but she knows the Saja boys are infiltrating her parents company so they can’t let her into their base. With a sigh, she says she doesn’t. After a pointed look from the younger woman Mira let out a sigh, nodding in acquiescence.
Mira picks them both up, carrying them to the farm. It’s a few miles outside the city, light still on within. The sign out front says “Ryu Residence, wherein the Ryus reside.”
There’s four hand prints on it, three of them clearly adults but the smallest one, a purple print, is that of a child. The trio make their way to the door, eyeing the light in the kitchen signaling someone awake despite the late hour.
Mira knocks on the door carefully, concerned that whoever owns it might be different from the people who Rumi was thinking. After a few moments the door opens, a severe looking woman with a streak of silver in her hair examining the three of them. When her eyes land on Rumi they widen in shock.
She hesitates, before nodding once, gesturing for them to get inside. Mira and Zoey share a glance before stepping inside, eyes wandering unintentionally. Photos cover the walls of three women and a small child, one with black hair done up in a tight braid that looks oddly familiar.
They’re led into the living room, where two other women are sitting reading books. Upon their entrance the two look up, one with a raised eyebrow and the other with narrowed eyes.
Both of their expressions turned to shock when they landed on Rumi. They stood as one, the shorter one with her hair done in a tight braid telling them to put her on the couch. Zoey doesn’t bother asking questions, having already guessed what this place is, and puts her down. The woman who greeted them slips past, using a flashlight to check Rumi’s pupils with a click of her tongue.
Mira, having had enough of this weird reaction to what had been her greatest enemy a few weeks ago, demands to know who they are to Rumi.
They share a glance, with door-greeter nodding. The other two nod in answer before turning back to Rumi, carefully examining her neck and head.
Door-greeter walks over, hands on her hips. “My name is Celine, those are my wives Miyeong and Poppy. Now,” the shadows in the room seemed to lengthen as she examined the two young women who brought back the missing part of their hearts, “why does our daughter have a concussion, and where has she been the last fifteen years?”
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….i kinda wanna fic it ngl…
