Made by Sketchbook123's sister, guardianDraconic

Be the paranoid mutant ==

"I am not paranoid." I tell myself as I wrap five layers of gauze over each of my wounds. I'm just uncomfortable with the sight of my own blood. Or with anyone seeing it. Or with anyone knowing about it. But who even fucking cares anyway? It's not like it's any of there business anyway. I'm sure plenty of trolls would hid there blood back on Alternia, for tons of reasons.

I take a deep breath to try and slow my bloodpusher's pounding pace. "No one knows." I think to myself. "These grubfuckers are to stupid to keep quiet if they knew about it." I stepped onto the transportalizer that led to the main control room. Taking a quick glance around the room as I walk over to my husktop station, everyone else is focused on there own stations, probably trolling these "humans".

Just as I'm about to start trolling the Jade human, trollian pinged with a message from Vriska.

"Uhg, what does she want?" I think as I open the message.

arachnidsGrip [AG] started trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]

AG: hey gr8 leader, i haven't seen you in a while.

CG: FUCK OFF, I'VE BEEN BUSY.

AG: no need to get so testy!

AG: can't i just ask what a friend is doing ::::)

CG: FIRSTLY, WE ARE NOT FRIENDS!

CG: AND SECONDLY, WHAT I DO IN MY SPARE TIME IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!

AG: oh?

AG: would it 8y any chance have something to do with your "secret" 8lood?

CG: I WOULD MUTILATE MY BONE BULGE WITH A CULLING FORK, BEFORE I TELL YOU ANYTHING HAVING TO DO WITH THE SUBJECT OF MY FUCKING BLOOD!

AG: aha! so it does have something to do with it!

AG: fixing some of the 8oo8oos you got during the fight with the 8lack king?

AG: do you want me to kiss them 8etter? ::::)

CG: FUCK OFF YOU PSYCHOTIC BITCH!

CG: JUST WHEN I THINK YOU'VE HIT THE END OF THE BITCHNESS METER YOU ALWAYS FIND SOME OTHER WAY TO TAKE IT ONE STEP FURTHER

CG: NO I WAS NOT FIXING ANY "WOUNDS"

CG: I WASN'T EVEN TIRED AFTER THE FIGHT.

AG: please, i saw you limping away from the fight holding your side.

CG: SO?

CG: IS THERE GOING TO BE A POINT TO THIS CONVERSATION SOON BECAUSE I HAVE SOMETHING TO DO.

AG: i just wanted to make sure you won't collapse or anything.

AG: it looked like you were 8leeding a llllooootttt ;;;;)

arachnidsGrip [AG] ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]

CG: WHAT!?

"Holy fucking shit, she knows!" I think. I glance at her station from the corner of my eyes and see her staring right at me with the sly, evil look she gets just before completely destroying someone life. And this time I'm her target. She suddenly stands and makes her way to the transportalizer, not once breaking her stare. As soon as she left I looked back at my husktop and started staring blankly at the screen.

I can feel my bloodpusher pounding hard and fast in my chest, my hands can't seem to stop shaking and it feels as if all of the air has been sucked out of the room. I take one more look around the room to see if anyone was paying attention to us. Everyone is still preoccupied, good. I shakily stand and leave the room.

When I step of the transportalizer I instantly feel her stare on my back. Turning around quickly I see her standing in the entrance of one of the few hallways in the corner of the room.

"Haha, so you actually thought you could keep your blood a secret, huh?" she says, grinning darkly.

I curl my hands into fist to try and hide how much they're shaking and take a few steps towards her.

"You really are more retarded than I thought" she says, shaking her head. "Hhmm, I wonder how I should tell everyone?"

"NO!" I shout. "Don't you fucking dare say anything! If you even try to I will cut off your hands and tongue to make sure you can't!"

"Oh, really?" she says. "Looks like you forgot that i'm a God Tier and can heal from aaaaaaaallllllll injuries!"

"Maybe I should just KILL you then!" I shout.

Her eyebrows shoot to her forehead and she starts smiling.

"Holy Shit! Did I really just say that?!" I think as my shaking gets worse, I can't tell if I want to run or scream more death threats at her.

Suddenly she's bent over laughing, like I just told the funniest joke she ever heard.

"HAHAHA! You? Kill me?! Haha, you couldn't even come close!" She says, straightening up. "And besides I just said I'm a God Tier I would just come back to life!"

"AFTER EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE DURING THE GAME YOUR DEATH WOULD BE COMPLETELY JUST!" I scream. "OH MY GOG! WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK AM I SAYING!?" I think immediately after.

Her face twists into a evil sneer as she steps towards me. "Well then maybe I should just control your mind so I wouldn't even have to worry about you trying." She says.

"I'd let you stay conscious though, so you can see their reactions when "you" bite your own hands to shreds and your mutant blood is there for all to see." She says as she reaches towards me.

In a split second I remember all the times some random troll found out my blood color and reached to grab me, beat me, cull me.

Suddenly it's like a red curtain has been wrapped around my head, all I can see is bright disgusting red and every sound is muffled. "Is that screaming?" I think.
What feels like a second later I'm conscious again, but instantly wish I wasn't. Vriska is on her knees infront of me with both of her hands cut off leaving her arms as bleeding stumps. "OH GOG OH GOG OH GOG!" I think as I stare at her stomach, it's cut completely open, letting her guts spill out onto the floor infront of her. She looks up at me and I realise with a wave of nausea that her tongue is missing also. Her eyes are filled with rage, betrayal and fear, then with one wet gurgle, she slowly collapses.

I continued to stare at her body for I don't know how long, her blood pooling around her, waiting to see if she will come back to life. Hoping that what I said about her death being just, was wrong. There is suddenly a loud clattering next to me, making me jump and stumble backwards. I looked around, expecting to see one of my friends, but the room is still empty of anyone but me and Vriska. Looking back at her body I see my sickles, covered in her blood laying where I dropped then.

"no...no,No,No,NO,NO,NO,NO!" I think as my shaking start up again, much worse. "I couldn't have! I wouldn't! I spent all this time trying to protect them!"

I can't stay here. I can't! I...!

I rush to my feet and captchalogue my sickles, before running to the transportalizer leading to my private area on this hunk of rock. As soon as I step off the pad I throw-up violently all over the floor. I fall to my knees and keep puking until there's nothing left in me to come up. When I feel like I can move without puking again I lurch to my feet and stumble down the hall towards my respite block.

"How could I have done that?" I think to myself. "I've killed plenty of trolls before, but I've never lost control like that!"

You were protecting your secret. That's the exact reason you've killed trolls in the past. What makes her any different?

"She was my friend!" I say to myself. Really? She sure didn't seem like a friend. She was threatening to control you to expose your blood and let the others kill you. "w-who says they would have killed me?" I think. You're a mutant. Of coarse they would have, you should have been culled sweeps ago, they would just be finishing the job.

I stumble into my respite block and lock the door, before sliding down it and wrapping my arms around my knees. My... paranoia is what kept me alive back on Alternia. To protect myself someone else is going to have to get hurt. If they just leave me alone none of them will get hurt. I won't have to hurt them. Right?

I sit there for a unknown amount of time, just replaying the events over and over in my head. And worry about what I might do if somebody else found out about my blood. Would I attack them too? Even if they didn't care? Would I care?

Suddenly the door rattles against my back, making me jump and yelp, as someone continues to knock on it.

"Karbro? You in here?"