Alrite!

Okay, so, Ive heard this 1 song by Broadway Nepeta called 'Insanity'. And as soon as I heard it, I loved it. I began 2 listen 2 it and commit it 2 memory. Then, I decided there should be some kind of, yknow, story to it.

Why is she insane?

Why are her moirails dead but she's still alive?

*trumpet fanfare* And thats how this story was born! Sorta...

Anyways..

Note: I had 2 use these-}- for Equius' typing quirk instead of the accent, bc FF wont acknowledge it, 4 some reason.

DISCLAIMER: I dont own Homestuck. If I did, id be one lucky motherfucker.

Prologue: Just a Dream?

It was dark. The room was frigid cold. I could taste the iron in the air. The taste of freshly-spilt blood.

A lightbulb mysteriously flickered on. Its dim light illuminated three dead bodies on the floor. Three different colors coated the area around them.

":(( T-Tavros?" I crawled to the body closest to me. Yes, it was the dead body of my moirail, Tavros Nitram. His yellow eyes stared blankly up at the ceiling. A gapping wound pumped blood out of his body and onto the floor. His brown blood stained my clothes as I leaned over him. My claws involuntarily slid out of my gloves and were dipped into his blood. I sobbed once, then I giggled insanely. Why'd I do that?I wondered before another one reached my lips. It felt good to laugh.

":(( F-Feferi?" The body a little further down was definitely Feferi's, for it was fish-like and was dressed in the get-up of a not-yet-fully-realized empress. Her tyrian purple blood flowed from her center also, and soaked my clothes even further as I crawled to her body. The blood felt good in my claws. It felt... invigorating. I giggled again, this time a bit louder. A feeling of adrenaline washed through me. I liked the feeling. I still felt sad, though. Feferi was one of my best moirails. Why am I happy to see her dead?

The next death really hit me where it hurt. ":00 Eq-Eq-Equius?" I rushed over to his bulky body. His blue blood pulsed from gaping wounds across his muscular body. His black shades, which were always shattered, lay askew on his face. I gently placed them correctly, accidentally scraping my claws against his pale-gray face, making more of his blood flow. It stained my gray palms, still warm, but cooling rapidly. Seeming to have no control of my body, I brought his blood up to my lips and drank it. It flowed down my throat and had a pleasant taste. Um, hello? Anyone there? YOU JUST DRANK YOUR BEST MOIRAIL'S BLOOD! I screeched at myself. I laughed in a maddening manner. Oh gog. Am I finally snapping?I asked as I eagerly lapped up Equius' blood.

No. A male voice enamated from everywhere around me. I crawled away from Equius' body and into a dark corner, sobering up suddenly. I huddled for a small sliver of warmth in this cold, stony room. The blood on my clothes began to freeze me, and I could barely stand it. I whimpered, probably the only sound I've made today that makes sense in this situation.

You're not snapping. You're awakening. The male's voice was hypnotizing, and, before I knew it, I was under his spell. I got up, as if I were a zombie, and walked over to Tavros' body. Without a word, I began to slice off his head using my blood-stained claws. I could hear voices. His voices. They pleaded with me, told me to stop.

"sTOP,,, nEPETA,,, pLEASE,,,"

"yOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS,,,"

"dON'T LISTEN TO HIM, nEPETA,"

I wanted to stop, and, eventually, I was able to.

I held Tavros' head up. His blood sprayed my shirt in a coppery mess.

Good kitty. The male voice said, and my moirail's head disappeared. I started to hack off Feferi's head next.

"W)(AT TH-E GLUB AR-E YOU DOING, N-EP-ETA?!"

")(-E'S JUST USING YOU!"

"C'MON, N-EP-ETA! YOU CAN R-EFUS-E TO )(-ELP )(IM!"

Off with her head. Her blood splattered my clothes even more. I wasn't worried about the cold anymore. I was already numb. I was even beginning to enjoy my work. I held up Feferi's head.

Just one more, my pet, and you'll get a treat.The seadweller's head disappeared like Tavros' did. I then began to saw off my most trust moirail's head off. His protests didn't stall me.

"D-} Nepeta? Why are you doing this!?"

"D-} Nepeta! I forbid you! Leave my head alone!"

"D-} Nepeta? Are... are you even there?"

I removed Equius' head from his shoulders and held it up. His was the cleanest cut. I licked the blood as it ran down my arms. Then, I felt the head disappear. I continued to lick my arms until all traces of blood was gone.

You have been very obedient, Nepeta, and for that, I shall reward you.

A door mysteriously opened from in front of me, and a brilliant light flowed through. Warmth filled me from head to toe, and I realized that I could feel again. I looked back at the bodies behind me, now headless.

They were my moirails...

Trolls that I loved...

And they were gone...

I felt tears well up in my eyes, and, before I knew it, I was crying. The shock was over. They were dead. And I assisted, albeit indirectly.

Shoosh, Nepeta. Shoosh, shoosh. The male's voice comforted me, a little bit. Come forth, into the light. I have something to tell you. Something to help get your friends back.

I wanted them back more than anything, so I walked into the light, still crying but determined to get my friends back.

Anything to get them back.

Anything.

I walked into a cozy room with a plush chair and a fireplace. A fire danced welcomingly inside its brick pit.

Sit.The male voice beckoned to me, and I found myself following instructions without hesitation again. I was back under his spell, though it didn't particularly feel like it.

The chair was very comfortable, but I sat rigidly, staring steadfastly into the fire.

Would you care for a drink, kitten? The male voice asked. I did nothing, said nothing. It didn't matter, for a second later, I felt a cup of warm tea materialize in my hands. I subconsciously brought it up to myy lips and took a sip. The tea was sweet and syrupy, just the way I like it. I drank more, and soon I had drained the entire cup. It refilled automatically, and I drank more. With each cup, I felt as though I was sinking deeper into something sinister. Soon, I had gulped down about ten cups of the addicting tea and was barely aware of my surroundings, other than a gentle voice caressing my hearing ducts, promising that I'll have my friends back.

In exchange for blood.

Hope u liked it! Read and Review. PLEASE! EVEN IF U DONT EVEN HAVE AN FF ACCOUNT! REVIEW! IT MAKES ME WANNA WRITE!