August 4, 2012
This is What You Get, Grant

As much as I needed a quiet week, you know that I cannot have such a thing. Another man is dead and this time I don't feel sorry or broken up about it in the slightest. I warned him! I told him that any violence would be his responsibility. That agent died because of you, Grant Sekibo. His blood is on your hands. I hope you're happy now!

It is different in Minnesota. The O.S.I.R. is much more likely to fire their guns, rather than just wave them around, or firing a warning shot like civilized people back in Wisconsin. This particular agent (I can't think of another word I would feel comfortable inflicting on my readers for what I think of this individual even after he died.) just rounded the corner and opened fire on Sarah and I. I took a hit in the upper arm, a through and through, and I managed to deflect a second shot that would surely have killed Sarah. Then I grabbed a garbage can lid--these O.S.I.R. still at least move away from regular people first--and I nearly took his head of when it broadsided his face.

It would be convenient to say that I just reacted, or over-reacted, but I grabbed it with the intent of doing him maximum harm. Maybe later I will be frightened at how easily I decided to do it, but right now the only thing that has me somewhat scared is actually how easily I deflected that second bullet. I guess it wasn't easy, I almost didn't change its course and it still came too close for comfort. However, I did affect an object moving faster than the speed of sound even if it was a matter of affecting the area it moved through. I don't know how it works. I don't know if I have to see the object or otherwise make contact with it mentally before I can move it, or what. I just know that I did, and that feels like pretty heavy-duty stuff even for a guy who can throw people around with his mind.

Tags: agents, anger, death, Grant Sekibo, OSIR, Minnesota, murder, O.S.I.R., Sarah Jayne, self-defense, Wisconsin.