Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere-Chapter 344: A Clash Of Crazy (Part 4)

The roars didn't just echo—they hit.

The trees shuddered with every gut wrenching cry, their branches twitching like nerves under a blade.

Leaves trembled and the ground shook with new waves of vibrations, sharper now, like something clawing beneath the surface had finally broken through.

Trixie crouched slightly on her branch, eyes scanning fast.

Elle didn't move. She was still near the base of the tree, not more than five feet from one of the nearest sinkholes. Her eyes only narrowed. Nothing more.

Then—**crunch**.

The dirt in front of her exploded.

A massive claw slammed into the soil, digging deep. Four thick fingers, each claw as long and wide as a baseball bat, curled and crushed the ground like wet paper. The skin—if you could call it that—was stretched bone, thin and grey and splintered in places like it had grown wrong. Patches of red muscle pulsed underneath, wet and twitching.

Then it pulled.

**SKRRRCHHHK**

The creature dragged itself out with unnatural speed.

Tall—easily eight feet. Malformed limbs twisted under too-thin skin. Its body was stretched in places, ribs exposed, mouth gaping far too wide with needle-like teeth that clicked and jittered with each breath.

Its face was vaguely human—if you'd put one through a shredder and reassembled it using bad memory and worse intention. Two glowing green eyes burned from deep sockets. Empty. Hungrier than anything that had a soul.

It didn't wait.

The moment it surfaced, it lunged.

"RAGHHHH!"

It roared—raw and violent—as it hurled itself forward, claws extended.

It moved fast. Too fast.

Its slash came down diagonally, aiming right for Elle's torso, claws screeching through the air.

**SHHHRAAKK!**

The claws tore into the tree behind her, shredding straight through the bark. Deep, jagged gashes carved down its trunk, splitting it clean through like it had been made of foam. The tree groaned—tilted slightly—its base already cracking from the force.

But Elle wasn't there.

Only an afterimage remained.

A soft, blurred echo, already beginning to fade.

The creature snarled, its claws twitching in frustration. It turned sharply, sniffing, searching. Its nostrils flared with quick, wet breaths. It took a step back, crouched, and raised its head—scanning.

From the holes, more claws emerged.

**THUMP** **KRK** **SHHRRRK**

One after another. More creatures pulled themselves out. Each one shaped like the first—though some were taller, thinner, with longer limbs and twisted backs. A few scuttled on all fours before rising to stand, shoulders hunched and twitching.

From her perch above, Trixie's eyes caught movement.

One of the creatures locked eyes with her.

She wrinkled her nose at the sight. "Gross."

Another eye met hers. Then another.

"Yeah, no way I'm fighting those filthy things," she muttered.

Unfortunately for her, the feeling wasn't mutual.

Three of the creatures shrieked—then leapt.

**WHAM** **THUD** **SKRRRK**

Each landed partway up the tree, claws driving deep into the bark. The trunk shook under the sudden weight. Trixie's branch trembled violently.

"Whoa—!"

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She nearly lost footing, boots sliding an inch off the edge—but she twisted mid-air, body flipping once before landing back in a crouch. No panic. Just reflex. Her eyes darted down to the advancing monsters.

Their claws dug deep. Their bodies twitched like spiders mid-attack. They were climbing. Fast.

Trixie exhaled, annoyed. "Nice try, uglies," she muttered. "But I'm not that easy to catch."

**Zzzt**—**POP**.

She vanished.

Then reappeared on a branch across the way, even higher. One leg dangled lazily, and she waved with a bright, sarcastic smile.

"Yoo-hoo~ Over here, you big dumb creepy—uh… whatever you are."

Below, the climbing monsters screeched in protest. One leapt again, missing entirely and crashing into another tree with a loud **CRACK**.

Trixie didn't flinch.

But someone else did.

Sister Rose.

She'd been watching it all. Elle dodging effortlessly. Trixie taunting without effort. The monsters she had called—her children—couldn't even land a hit.

Her fingers twitched.

Then her jaw clenched.

"You fleshy parasites will pay for your insolence!"

Her voice cracked at the end, not from strain—but fury.

Her eyes lit again—brighter. Glowing green, now almost white at the edges. Lines of light pulsed from her irises and bled through the veins on her face like her body was a vessel barely holding something back.

The forest answered her.

**RUMMMMMMBLE**

The ground shook again.

This time harder.

More violent.

Branches above snapped and fell. Stones cracked beneath twisted roots. The few birds that still lingered in the area shrieked and scattered in every direction as the very trees around her bowed inward like they were leaning toward something they couldn't see.

Rose's feet shifted apart, her arms spreading as her face twisted into something halfway between worship and hatred.

"Let's see how you dodge this, worm."

The tremor rolled through the forest like a low growl from something buried too deep.

Trixie widened her eyes and looked around, her brows twitching as she adjusted her balance on the high branch.

"Oh, come on," she muttered, irritated. "Just how many tricks does this lady have? Dammit."

She wasn't scared. Not even a little. Death didn't register as a real threat. Not for her. She could vanish from this place with a thought and a flick. But the work involved in surviving a drawn-out mess like this? That was worse.

Physical labor—without payoff?

Torture.

Succubus or not, she wasn't built for this type of extended cardio.

Below her, the creatures hadn't given up. They kept clawing at the trees, slow but persistent, undeterred by the tremors. Their nails scraped against bark, sending long ribbons of wood peeling off in their wake. Others circled the base of trees, sniffing the air, snarling low.

Still searching for Elle, who hadn't reappeared.

Rose was starting to notice.

Her gaze swept the area slowly, side to side, lips curled with suspicion. The glow in her eyes had dimmed slightly, not from exhaustion—but confusion.

Then.

A voice.

Whispered.

Right at her ear.

"Why don't you just stay dead?"

Rose's head twisted violently to the side—**CRACK**.

The snap was sharp a her neck turned a full 180 degrees, vertebrae shifting like mismatched gears, her face now staring behind her back.

But there was nothing there.

Her eyes narrowed, rage blooming behind the whites.

"Stop hiding like a rodent and face me!" she spat, her voice cracking under the strain.

Another whisper followed—closer. Meaner.

"I am."

She whipped her head forward—back to its original position.

Elle was there.

Standing eye to eye, barely an inch away.

Rose's pupils shrank.

Elle didn't blink.

She smiled.

Then—

**SHLK!!**

Rose's chest ballooned outward as pain exploded through her ribcage. Her mouth opened—no scream, just a wet gasp.

Elle's hand was inside her.

From behind, her pale arm jutted out of Rose's back, fingers curled tightly around a pulsating mass—part heart, part something else. It squirmed faintly, leaking blood and viscous green fluid from every crack in its surface.

Rose coughed violently—**Khrrkkk!**—spraying blood down her chin. Her eyes darted down in disbelief, breaking through her anger.

The creatures nearby reacted instantly, roaring as they surged forward.

Elle didn't even look.

She squeezed.

**SPLTCHH**

The heart imploded in her hand. Fluid sprayed in every direction.

And she was gone.

The nearest creature lunged—**SWIPE!**—its massive claws crashing through where she had been, catching only an echo. The air hissed as the afterimage unraveled into fading blue light.

Rose staggered, then dropped.

Her knees hit the earth hard—**THUMP**.

Blood poured from her mouth and chest like a faucet had been turned open. It pooled fast, mixing with dirt, staining her thighs and her legs. Her fingers clawed weakly at the ground.

Her eyes, wide and trembling, couldn't understand.

The tremors stopped as a result. But the monsters didn't.

They kept chasing Trixie, whose smug taunts turned to efficient evasions. Every time one got close—poof, she was gone. Reappearing somewhere new, just out of reach, still looking more annoyed than panicked.

Rose knelt there, seemingly dying.

But she wasn't done. Not yet.

The blood slowed.

Then began to reverse—drawn back toward her chest.

Tissue reformed. Bones cracked into place.

She was healing. Again.

But—

Elle's voice returned.

Low. Dry. Curious.

"So it wasn't your heart."

Rose's head turned—slower this time. Hesitant. Half expecting emptiness.

She got Elle instead.

Standing behind her again. Just as calm.

Elle tilted her head, her amber eyes flicking to Rose's slowly closing wound. "Let's try your brain next."

Rose's mouth opened—but nothing came out.

Elle moved.

Her hands shot forward—faster than thought.

**CRRRUNCH!**

Fingers drove into the sides of Rose's neck, just under the jawline. Deep enough to crack the vertebrae again—only this time, there was no gentle twist.

Elle pulled upward.

**SNAPKKKK**—**RRRIPPPP!**

The head came off in one savage motion, vertebrae snapping like brittle twigs. Blood surged upward, geyser-like, from the now open stump. It sprayed across the grass, hitting trees, coating the roots in a fresh coat of crimson.

The monsters howled.

But they were too slow.

Elle didn't give them a second.

With Rose's head still in her grasp, she jammed two fingers into her eyes—**SHLK**-**SHLK**—and another into her mouth for grip.

Then she pulled.

**CRACK** **SPLIT**

The skull came apart like a cracked nut—flesh and bone tearing clean from the split as if the bone had never belonged together in the first place.

Inside, chunks of wet brain matter slid free, falling to the ground with a thick **splat**. Mixed in with it was something else.

A thin, worm-like vine—green, wet, and alive—twisted violently in the gore, lashing at the air with unnatural speed.

Elle watched it writhe and a twisted smile appeared on her face.

"So this is the real you too."