Explanation

For any reason, the first part of my story 'The Secret' had vanished into thin air. That`s why I decided to upload it again. Apart from that, I still don`t have the time to continue the 2nd part of the story.
I hope you`re not disappointed!

Disclaimer

If I would own the characters, I would never take them to bask in their glory. Yet, if Richard O`Brien had sensed what he would precipitate by creating them, he would have considered the publication once more.
However, he had refused to do so.
Therefore, Richard O`Brien became God and everybody knows that God owns everything.

Short-cut

This is just another little mind-flip about the castle-occupants. It is about the time whilst creating Rocky. This story attaches importance to the characters, their thoughts and interacting.
Leading character: Riff Raff
There's a closely guarded secret no one knows – except for…

I would like – if I may – to take you on a strange journey…

The Secret - Part I

by handyman`s muse

Introduction

Riff Raff slipped his jacket on and hurried into the lift to get to the lab as fast as he could.

The master had called him several times, but he'd been too busy with the maintenance and repair of the old truck that was standing outside, to even recognize. So he didn't hear the master calling him at first.

As the lift moved slowly towards the lab, Riff Raff paced the limited space nervously.
He knew from his heart, that one time he would get rid of this creature and be free. Not only would he be free, but Magenta as well. He would do anything for her, his love, his life.

Yet, this time his mind was filled with thoughts that only concerned himself.
This time he was only afraid of what the Master would inflict on him.

During the whole mission, Riff Raff had always been kept back by his lower status.
Being a servant, he was only allowed to answer the questions the master directed at him. He barley spoke a word in public, but his answers were always absolutely correct and thoughtfully spoken.

He had always been studious and he had made his scientific graduate back on Transsexual just a few years ago.
Unfortunately, this graduation had no repercussion on this bloody planet called 'Earth'. He was stuck here to help the prince finishing his study to make his graduate as well.
It had not been that easy to make the scientific graduate being just a servant, but Riff Raff had distinguished himself in the special knowledge of applied science.

Even as a child, the world surrounding him was full with lots of secrets waiting to be solved. So he found himself searching and exploring life and whatever he found to be worth keeping his mind fixated on. He would have asked his parents hundreds of questions all day long, but they – being born and raised in a lower class and working as servants their whole life – had never had a chance to go to school to train their brains. They knew a thing or two, but they never saw any necessity to be interested in their son`s inquiries. Quite frankly, they didn't even show any interest in their son at all. They just ignored him. The rarely spoken words included nothing more than shouting or orders. The child was used to it, but he always wondered why his parents were acting like this.

To his older sister Magenta their behaviour turned around 180°. Truth to be told, they didn't even speak to her as much as well, but fortunately she was never threatened the way he was.
Riff Raff loved his sister. He always looked up to her. He always tried to learn from her and he took care in acting like her. Maybe his behaviour was just the disturbing fact? He didn't know.
Magenta was always there. She took care of him and he adored her for her ministrations. She was his only hold during his young life although she was just 2 years his senior. The two siblings were welded together. They became acquainted with their only ability to make life worth living.
In this young age, Riff Raff swore to himself that he would never abandon his sister. He would always take care of her like she did to himself.

Riff Raff had always been a genius in sensing emotional and mental pressure. It was a kind of a survival instinct.
Every time his father came home, Riff Raff sensed his stress immediately. He knew that he would be the object to relief his father's tension.
On that particular day, his father didn't just beat him under his usual cursing. That day the beating was worse than anything ever. Riff Raff could vaguely feel the blows anymore as his mind started to drift off into unconsciousness. However, he was all too aware of what his father was shouting during this merciless procedure:
"You bloody bastard… You god dammed accident… Worthless creature… It's your fault we were getting into this mess… you made our life a complete disaster… I have to… work… so… hard… all day… just… because… of… you… "

It was true. There were several rules on Transsexual that made parents obligated to raise a child and to work as hard as possible to keep the child alive at least.
These rules were positively antiquated.
Ages ago the Transylvanian population was threatened with extinction, because everybody just wanted to get its pleasure without assuming any responsibility for anyone – particularly not a child.
The sense of life including all rules on this planet was entirely clear: give yourself over to absolutely pleasure and pain (in a delightful way, of course). Nevertheless – or maybe caused by this – the Transylvanian crown court enforced the law precisely. If any sort of punishment was included, the law was imposed – even by force.
So Transylvania was soon threatened with overpopulation. All that remained of food and water became far too expensive. Every new born child became a burden to its parents and so did Riff Raff.

"I'll… kill… you…"

Riff Raff blacked out.
His father didn't kill him that day, but the child Riff Raff had gained experience once more.

Still, there was one fact that his father kept secret. Nobody knew, except for…