This
is Exactly Where You Want Me
By Aeta Aella
Disclaimer: I do not own the song or the characters. I'm not sure who wrote this song actually. Heard it on the radio, saw the video once and it planted this idea in my head.
Warning: Vulgur Language, Mature situations and Violence, both implied and explicit.
Note: Everything after this font of song lyrics are KF's point of view. Everything after this font of song lyrics are Jinx's. And this is oth of them at the same time.
Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.
"C'Mon Wally!" Garfield begged. "What can it hurt?" He whined, eyes big and pleading.
"What can it hurt Wally?" Richard asked, crossing his arms smugly. He knew they'd convince him.
"I dunno, maybe your girlfriend, Kori? Or did you forget her?" I snapped angrily, ignoring Richard's flinch. "Forget it guys, I'm not going!"
"Dude, maybe he has a girlfriend but the rest of us don't. And are starting to get a litle depressed about it. This'll cheer us up, and help us forget." Victory said with a wink. "C'Mon, you know you want to..."
"Fine." Wally sighed. "But when Kori asks me, I'm not lying for you Richard." I say and stride angrily towards the door. I ignore his indignant protests. I didn't want to go to this-this place. But...if it would help me forget her...
Somewhere
downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name
As she sheds
her skin on stage
I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the
club's P.A.
The strip joint veteran sits two away
Smirking
between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri
I sit between
the rest of the guys, not exactly comfertable. We watch the show,
women in scanty clothes making them even scantier as a few sing. The
rest of the guys shout and yell excitably. I slink back in my chair,
before catching the eye of one of the singers. God, she looks hot.
Almost as hot as-No, I'm not thinking about her. I'm thinking about
that woman up on the stage with that alluring gaze and that
voluptuous body. And isn't this exactly where you'd like
me
I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
What a handsome looking man. Shame he's a redhead. Much preferable to some of the other men. I'll gravitate towards him. I'd rather him then some of the other bastards. Goddamn it I hate this. Fucking Kid Flash. If I ever get my hands on him I'll strip his bones of flesh. I abandon my microphone, winking at one of the other girls. I walk towards him and his drooling friends, swinging my hips sexily.
As I reach him I notice something about his friends that makes my eyes light up. It matters not, most will think it's a trick of the light. I calm down my powers and they fade back to blue. Yes, blue. Contacts, idiot.
Praying
for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Oh, isn't this
exactly where you'd like me
I'm exactly where you'd like me, you
know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
I move towards a big black guy and a scrawnier blond guy, I sit myself between them, smiling. "Hello there-" I grab the big one's crotch and let the scrawny one's eys linger on my body. "-Boys. Nice to see you lot again." I say cryptically. Then I grab the red-head's hand and pull him into another room. I stop just before exitting though, and look back at the two.
My eyes glow pink and their rings break. The robot and shape-shifter's jaws drop as I give them the finger and pull the red-head (Who had been staring off in the opposite direction for some reason and therefore missed it) into the room.
I smirk at him and push him onto a chair. I press my lips onto his, then look into those blue eyes. Those horrible, deceptively perky and kind blue eyes. I allow my fury to activate my powers and the hatred in my glowing pink eyes burned away my contacts. I push away from him, stunned as he is in that horrible, gut-wrenching way of his. I rip off my mask and brown wig, throwing it to the floor, my pink hair in a bun at the nape of my neck.
Well, I'm afraid that I
But,
but I'm afraid that I
Well, I may have faked it
And I wouldn't
be caught dead in this place
Well,
that's right, well I may have faked it
And I wouldn't be caught
dead in this place
"J-Jinx?" I ask, eyes wide. She's-she's here! But why? How? For how long?
And
isn't this exactly where you'd like me
I'm exactly where you'd
like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying
in naivety
Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me
I'm
exactly where you'd like me, you know
Praying for love in a
lap dance and paying in naivety
"No. Not Jinx." I say nearly hysterical. I can see the confusion in his eyes. He'd understand soon enough. He would. God damn it he would. "Charlotte, bind him if you would?" I ask, rather then order. I am not able to order, not anymore. Mechanical arms reach out, grabbing him and forcing him to stay still in the chair. "Don't even try to vibrate through. Master will be in soon enough to take you." I snarl. The word Master leaves my throat like bile. But I force myself to say it smoothly. If I said it any other way...No. I shan't think of that.
Well,
I'm afraid that I
Well, I may have faked it
And I wouldn't be
caught dead in this place
"Jinx-Jinx,
why? Why are you doing this?" I ask her after a failed attempt
to vibrate through. I had no idea. She would -never- call someone her
master. Who is she talking about? What happenned after the Incident?
God, she's a-a whore? Who kidnaps people? What in bloody hell is
going on? What is this thing made out of? Well, I'm
afraid that I
Well, that's right, well I may have faked it
And
I wouldn't be caught dead in this place
"Why?" I shriek, slapping him across the face. "How dare you ask me that, you bloody ingrate?" I demand of him, the all-too-familiar tears prickling at my eyes. "When you-You bloody damn well abandoned me, the fucking Council got a hold of me." I leaned in close to his stupid, cruel, horrified face, snarling out my words. "They don't like traitors, Wally, they don't like them at all. Because you decided to trick me into switching sides! I've been punished, and now..." I sigh, smirking with large traces of satisfaction in my newly born smirk. "Now you will be too."
He stares at me, confused, undure. He doesn't know what's about to happen to-
And
isn't this exactly where you'd like me
I'm exactly where you'd
like me, you know
"Well, little puss, it seems as if you've netted yourself a mouse." Said the owner of the hand that had just clamped down on Jinx shoulder. She repressed a shudder. What was even more frightening was the dull look in Jinx's eyes. Nothing ever made Jinx lose that bright liveliness in her pink cat eyes. Kid Flash looked at the man. He was tall, topping six feet. He was clean shaven, fairly muscular, had a scar on his chin, black eyes and steel grey hair.
And a very forbidding air around him.
Wally couldn't repress a shudder. This man had power and wore it like a cloak. It was...frightening. Even to this hero, who fought for the world safety on a regular basis, this man was scary. Which he should have been.
"Greetings Kid Flash. I am the Council Representative who keeps little Puss here behaving well. She's quite sorry for ever letting you trick her now, aren't you Puss?" He said in his smooth voice. Jinx nodded immidiately, not even hesitating. "We caught her after we decieved you. And now she's caught us you." He patted her on the head. I blinked. Decievd me? No. No, that couldn't have been them! No way! "That's three years off your sentence Puss." Jinx brightened ever-so-slightly. I wondered how many years she did have. How many she could.
He looked at me and addressed me. "You'll be getting the treatment and a new name. You have...Let's say ten years. The you might serve us if you've behaved well. And don't think you're friends will find us. No one knows of the Council, who governs the villains form secrecy. We take down some heroes and let the rest fight our lackies. The lackies may fail, but we never do. You're friends are currently being escorted off the grounds, as they are heroes. Puss did so nicely force them to show their true...colours shall we say?" He shook his head, grinning lightly. "They'll assume you ran off the Puss here. They'll search for you, but never find you." He kept on patting her head. I want him to get his hand off her head.
Praying
for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Oh, isn't this
exactly where you'd like me
Master's hand patted my head. I wondered how far off I was now to the cat he dubbed me after. I'm a pet. I'm worthless. And it's all. His. Fault. I take pleasure in what I know will happen to him. PLEASURE!
...So why am I all torn up inside? Why am I so miserable inside? I don't care, I DON'T CARE! It's all his fault I'm like this, a whore, and broken, and alone. Oh god, alone and helpless with this monster of a Master. Even in my own head I don't dare call him anything other then Master. I'm being brian washed and I can't resist.It's all Kid Flash's fault...
Flashback...
Jinx smiled as she walked up to her- or rather, their- apartment after a long battle. Wally had been at work, he was a lawyer. Jinx worked as well, but she was an illustrator. She had a bit more freedom in her hours, and so had more oppurtunity to play super-hero. She and Wally were living together and he had dropped a hint or two about dropping the big Question. She smiled as she slid her key into the lock and tried to twist it.
She frowned. It wasn't turning. She looked at the key again. It was the right one. She put it back in and tried to twist. The hell? What was going on?
"I changed the lock." Said a voice, familiar and normally kind. She turned around, surprised at the cold tone. He held out a hand full of jewelry, necklaces, bracelets, earrings, all made with gold and precious gems. She frowned, confused. Before she could say anything, he continued. "This was under our bed. I was looking for some socks. This is all stolen from a jewelry store." His face was flat, angry and accusing.
Jinx found herself getting angry. "And so-And so you just decided to take it at face value!" He eyes lit up and she sent a hex at him, knocking off his feet. "Not even considering anything else?" She demanded. "FINE! If it makes you happy, I stole it all!" She said, furious and levelled off another hex at him, this one he dodged. "Don't even secound guess it, just assume and move on! This is over!" She snarled and stalked away, leaving her possessions in their- or rather, his- apartment.
The ambushed her after she was out of sight of the furious and hurt Kid Flash.
...End Flashback
Turns out they had framed me. What had hurt me the most (At the beginning-after a bit other things hurt much, much worse) was that he hadn't even tried to think of something else. Just assumed that I had been going behind his back and stealing. He fucking didn't even care about me. Bastard.
The machines around him twisted, squirming, reshaping. He blinked in shock. He suddenly was chained, not in a chair, but standing. The chain forced him to the ground. A tall African man, one a knew all to well came out of the shadows. He grinned then retreated back into them. Master Shadow. I could barely supress a whimper as I shudderred in fear.
"What-?"
Wally asked before a gag grew around his mouth. His eyes were wide.
The machinery dragged him into the shadows.
I'm
exactly where you'd like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap
dance and paying in naivety
Praying for love and paying in
naivety
Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh
