Disclaimer: Catherine and it's characters rightfully belongs to Altus and anyone unforunate enough to be unwittingly seduced by her.
By that, I mean Vincent. Poor guy.
- Vincent Brooks - Time: 9:00 - Vincent's Apartment -
Hey there, the name's Vincent Brooks, but you probably already know that...
...I've got an rather odd question for you. Ok, really odd question.
Do you... Ever get that acute inescapable sensation that your simplistic life is drifting aimlessly to the point, even you can't predict where you'll end up after the scary ride finally stops completely? ...Yeah, that was me, prior to meeting Catherine and before my entire life was competely changed right as my sleep deprived eyes could only helplessly watch in shock.
You see, I constantly stressed myself ragged and struggled endlessly with feeling pressured about other people's wants and desires as I kept ignoring my own. Least, for the most part. You couldn't begin to imagine some of the infernal nightmarish bullshit that I endured, night after bloody night, so I could simply put all of that behind me. But MAN, it was so damn worth it. Worth every single pillowcase that I lost... Still, if I knew dealing with that mess would resolve my issues about being chained down, then I probably would have simply gone to couple's therapy instead.
Man... Egh, what time is it anyway...?
Glancing across towards my thankfully silent digital alarm clock as my sleepy head rests gently against my bed's soft comfortable pillowcase, I eventually realise to my relief, that it's only nine o' clock in the morning... Thank fuck. Least whatever that equals in the Underworld, since I live there currently with Catherine. I moved after making one of the hardest but also easiest choices in my life... A life that I was constantly at risk of losing each night. So, I- I asked Catherine to marry me, no strings attached. Even if we couldn't really be together in the literal sense of the word- I couldn't imagine my messed up life without her in it, even if she had only been present in it for about a week yet turned it upside down at the same time.
Surprisingly she accepted my bizzare outlandish proposal with one adorably cute smile... I didn't even need to beg at all. The only person that was stuck begging back then, was Catherine's upset father... Nergal. The undisputed Supreme Lord of the Freakin' Underworld itself... My new father-in-law. Begging that I don't take away his precious daughter away from him, what the heck? But, honestly... He'd be pretty damn scary, if it wasn't for him pleading like a child, that Catherine play video games with him every single night instead of spending time with me.
Hilarious, right...?
On that particular note, Catherine isn't here right now but that doesn't bother me since I know exactly what she's doing. Stringing along some poor sucker for one hell of a ride. Honestly I'm not even bothered by it anymore, I'm just happy that I live exactly how I want... When I want. The sense of freedom is euphoric, I can't get enough of it. Aside that, I'm just glad that I refused Nergal's "polite" offer of faking my demise in the real world, else I'd be stuck completely bored spending time alone in my small apartment without Catherine for company.
In the fucking Underworld, no less.
Apparently according to Catherine, all of my human responsibilities that I previously had upstairs in the human world have been taken care of so I needn't worry about being thrown in prison for not paying rent, or being listed as a missing person. Which means that I can visit and check on my amigos at the Stray Sheep, whenever I like. I suppose, I can't really tell them that I've gotten myself married to the King of the Underworld's little daughter and that haven't been able to see them because I've been getting freaky with my sexy succubus wife, every single day and night.
Today is different, our honeymoon period that lasted alot longer than it should, as finally ended and it's back to work for the both of us... Well, just her I guess since I'm practically a stay-at-home Husband by this point.
Well... As much as I don't wanna leave the warm gentle embrace of my creaking bed, it's super comfy as I said, so pulling myself away from it and unto the dry floor of my apartment in neutral standing position is like climbing one of those massive fucking towers again. Ugh, yeah yeah. That's enough rambling and monologuing to myself for one morning. I've gotta put some clothes on my aching body and head out into the wider world above, the Underworld's creepy express elevator topside is waiting for me. Even if I'm technically apart of the Underworld's royalty... I can't stand Catherine's Underworld inspired cooking anymore, so I'll be heading back home for abit. Probably hit up that Sushi place that Orlando was drunkenly speaking about. That should ease alot of my mind's worries, not that there's many lurking around inside it recently.
I've been feeling pretty strange but alright, inside and out, since I moved down here but that's probably what I get when I marry an succubus. It isn't like I wasn't warned before hand, so I can't complain much.
Right, I suppose I should pay another visit to the Stray Sheep... You see, Boss finally randomly stopped appearing in my bed during the mornings, to my great pleasure and Catherine's partial displeasure. But not before leaving a Calling Card for the Bar's establishment in his last visit. I really hate when I've gotta deal with his engimatic god shit, but I can't complain when that very same fuckery got me wed to Catherine in the first place. Now that I think about it, I really can't complain much about anything anymore as it's all worked out for the best.
If he's got a problem with my marriage to Catherine, then he just shove it straight up his ass!
- Vincent Brooks - Time: 14:00 - Stray Sheep -
Oh, man... You do not believe, how much I enjoyed that place's food... J- Just don't get me wrong, alright? Ok, listen. I'd do anything to be with Catherine, including disregarding my humanity but there's only so much Underworld Eyeball Soup that somebody like me can take before they wanna vomit something fierce into an large bucket. I doubt I could ever get used to it as Catherine says I will. It's not so much of a bad idea, really. When Catherine is working during the day, I can always return home for some R&R. Least, that'd be the case if Catherine didn't always demand that I call and text whilst she's out. Not only that, I am explictly forbidden from having any female contacts on my phone, too.
...For a Succubus, she's can get awfully jealous about me. Typical, heh. Then again... She did infact threaten my very life if I ever made her jealous before we got married and believe me, I have absolutely no desire to test that... As much as I love Catherine, there's apart of me that's still very much terrified of her.
Well, time to quit stallin' and speak with Mutton already. Doing just that, I walk inside the Stray Sheep through the front entrance. Glancing around, incase he's accompanied by somebody else. We need privacy if we're gonna actually speak afterall. Thankfully he isn't, there's only just one middle aged guy alone in the booth at the nearest corner but from the looks of it, he's stuck in an world of his own. Stepping up to the bar and taking my place on the nearest viable seat seat, I watch Mutton quietly washing previously used glasses in some form of hypnotic trance from my seat before he finally notices my presence but not myself in particular. "Ahh... I apologize, we're not open currently but if you'd like-" He mutters, still continuing with his action of washing used glasses, not even bothering to take a look to whom he's actually speaking with.
"Cut the bullshit, Mutton. You know exactly why I'm here." I demand, living with Catherine has allowed me to forgive alot of the shit that this bastard put me through but I still haven't forgiven him for appearing randomly in my bed, whenever he wants. "Agh...! Oooh, it's only you." Stepping back abit as my voice reaches his ears, he recomposes himself quicky afterwards. The shocked expression on his face vanishes, I'm just glad that he didn't drop the glass."So... I assume married life is working out for you? Or have you come back to revoke your vows to Catherine?" Mutton leans forward abit towards me, grinning whilst patiently waiting for an response. "Of course not, what kind of fuckup do you really take me for? You really think I'd climb all that way and kick your sorry ass, just so I can call it quits after the trial period is over?"
After ceasing my rant, Mutton stops grinning suddenly and begins smiling instead. "It seems, that you really are determined. Forgive me for assuming the worse of you, Vincent." With the most recently washed glass, he starts pouring some Rum and Cola into it. "Here, take this. Free of charge, I won't interfere in your life from this day onwards... You've certainty earnt it for your efforts." Placing the filled glass directly infront of me on the table, I take it before taking a sip. For once, I'm pretty pleased with the stuff he's saying.
"Uhm, thanks Boss. Say... What's Catherine up to? What sort of guy is she stringing along this time?" Thinking of absolutely nothing else to talk about, I'm a pretty boring individual when it comes down to it, I instead inquire about Catherine's whereabouts. Even if she's an Succubus, I can't say that I'm completely incapable of being concerned about her. "Ahh, Catherine? Why... She's right over there, with that man." Huh? Where, does he mean...? I turn around on my seat, looking towards the middle aged, balding man sitting alone in the booth. Ah, that's right. She doesn't appear normally to anyone that isn't her target in the real world. Makes sense, he looks pretty harmless.
"The man in question, Vincent. Is an world famous lawyer that's become bored of the idealistic life that he's been leading thus far... So he seeks excitement, excitement that his normal life cannot provide..." Boss's tone is incredibly ominous, I've heard this tale before... "Remind you of anyone, Vincent?" He chuckles, as I spin around towards him again. "Come on, that's no fair. I had my reasons too!" Sipping my drink abit more to avoid eye contact with him, he ceases laughing so he can speak.
"Don't be upset, if it makes you feel any better... Catherine often inquires about you after she has successfully seduced someone... So you better not mess around with any other woman, else she'll know and it won't be pretty." Boss glances around nervously as if watching out for somebody in particular before finally speaking with one incredibly hushed tone. "Underestimating the scorn of a woman, has often been the downfall of many Men... You and me, both know that very well." I can't lie, Boss's words are the truth. But even then, I don't have any intention of getting together with anyone other than Catherine. "Ye.. Yeah, that's true." Leaning on the bar as I scratch my head, I glance abit more towards the Lawyer in the booth, he seems pretty happy right now... I wonder how Catherine is feeling herself.
I suppose I'll have myself some fun in the city before heading back here tonight.
...Man, I bet the guys will be surprised to see my face around here...
Boom, Chapter one is complete! Another wonderful addition to SingleYandere's collection of messed up love stories! Again, seems like I've got some form of theme going but that's probably my imagination. Don't get me wrong, I'm not completely devoted to writing fanfic about love stories in which one of the love interests is batshit crazy. Anyway as per usual, I plan for least twenty chapters in this fic, or more depending on how I think about things! For clarification, this fic takes place after the True Cheater's Endings first after scene but sometime before the last one where Vincent is the King of the Underworld. I'll be showing exactly how I think he pulled it off later. So prepare yourself for some Vincent Vs. Nergal!
So stay tuned! See ya!