Sins
By Ms. Kinnikufan
Disclaimer: I own no one.
Robin Mask stared at the sin that laid next to him in the cheap motel bed.
That was the only true way to describe him. He embodied many sins, especially those of lies, lust and greed. Especially lust. If you spent even but a few moments of time with him, you ended up sinning.
Oh God, why had he done it? Why did he let his loneliness overtake him? Why did check in with Mars in a cheap motel room?
When he had sex with Mars, he had committed the act of betrayal: Mars was once his son's lover. Even if they weren't together anymore, it was still a betrayal of sorts. A good father just doesn't sleep with his son's ex-lover( even if the son doesn't speak to you anymore).
He had also committed the act of lust over and over again with Mars. He also revealed his true face to someone who wasn't a family member or a spouse. In the Mask family, that was the most vile of sins.
The sin next to him awoke, grunting and rubbing his eyes.
"I've committed a horrible, horrible sin." Robin Mask thought out loud.
"Like yous were crystal pure before you had sex with me?" Mars replied.
Robin was silent.
"Don't let it get you too down buddy. As for as I know. at least ya didn't pimp out yer son to pedophiles like my dear old mother did." Mars said this as if he was requesting a cup of coffee then making a shocking confession about his childhood.
"What-Your mother did want to you?" Robin sputtered.
Mars didn't answer, choosing to get dressed instead.
"Mars, Mars answer me!" Robin needed to know why Mars had chose to pass on that bit of personal information to him.
"Ahh, you referred to me by my name. Heh."
"Why did you reveal that to me." Robin noticed that his private bits were showing and quickly covered them with the ratty motel blanket.
"To remind ya that there are other sins in the world besides me."
"Other sins in the world besides you?"
"Everybody thinks of me as a sin rather then a person. And it's true, I've done a whole lot of shit in my life. I ain't gonna pretend otherwise. But people think I'm an abnormality, maybe one out of ten in a world of at least 6 billion. They don't think evil can't exist unless it obvious. Like myself. My body language screams 'sin'. But they're wrong. There is a shit load of evil in the world. But people don't get it. They can't see past the guise of 'devoted father'-who beats the shit out of his kids every night until they run away, commit suicide or grew up and continue the cycle. Or how about the 'legitimate bussinessman' -who in reality who cheats his employees out of millions?
And let's not forget the religious leader or respected teacher who abuses his or her authority to molest children. They can't see past the disguise.
As I speak to you Robin Mask, parents are molesting their own children and these poor kids think it's their fault. My mother (who everyone thought was a saint for keeping me even though I was conceived by rape) 'rented me' to wealthy pedophiles. You know, some of the sickest people have the most respectable faces?"
Robin Mask didn't know how to respond. Robin Mask knew the world wasn't always a kind or happy place (he was a chojin wrestler), but Mars had been everything sound absolutely hopeless. He had no words to counter what Mars was saying.
"Why are you telling me all these depressing things? Do you have these sort of talks with Kevin?"
"One or twice maybe. We accepted a lousy and corrupt world as a given. We were D.M.P. after all. A corrupt and hopeless world was easier to destroy." Mars gave Robin an almost affectionate good-bye kiss on the forehead.
"But don't let it get ya down. Yer in a position to do something about it. People believe and respect you. Oh and you should probably get back into contact with Kevin before he starts selling himself for crack again." The sin left and yet remained in the dirty motel room.