Taste.
Chapter eight: Day 154-5, Month four and a day of Dark eco Treatments
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Fucking.... writers block is.... lame.
"So basically.... you wanted to kill her, then... WHAM. You guys do it." Jak lathered his jade roots and rinsed his hair. Jak was still not completely comfortable with Dark, but when Jak was alone, he kept good company. Dark was in the other corner of the stall, his arms folded. It took a lot of energy for Dark to come of Jaks head as one individual. Dark smirked,"It was sexy. She was all 'Agh! Yha! Dark! Give it to me!'" He starred at his claw and put it in his mouth.
Jak sighed,"Okay...That doesn't really answer my question, but whatever." he turned the off the tap and started to dry himself. Dark was annoying him. "You know, this completely ruins me and Pungs friendship right? It's.......so awkward." Dark shrugged,"Who caaaares?" he took his claw out of his mouth and pointed it at Jak, wagging it back and forth slowly. Jak sighed,"But Pung's my friend. I haven't seen her in days; I think she's avoiding me." He starred at Dark and the creature shook his head slowly,"I'm not going back in there man, It's nice out here. I should just wreak havoc in this prison" Dark chuckled before seeing Jaks tired expression. "Fine. Pussyyyyy." Dark went back into Jaks mind and Jak peeked out of the shower cell. It seemed to be pretty empty, so he got dressed and was escorted back to his cell.
Jak still couldn't control when and where Dark would come out. He knew Dark was aware of this and he seemed to enjoy just randomly popping out of no where or turning Jak into his evil self. Dark grew off being controlling. Jak walked into his cell and the door was closed by the guard. He starred into Pungs empty cell, where could she have gone?
Jak couldn't sleep. He kept having strange dreams of a small boy with brown hair. The boy would stare up at Jak, grow bigger and bigger then he would explode. He got up and held the cell bars. Dark came out for a few minutes, with a satisfying roar. He flexed his fingers and bent open the bars.
Dark crawled along the corridors and found himself in the cell with one window. The moonlight flowed into the dark cell room, making it seem softer and more liveable. The claws retreated and Jak turned back to normal. He let himself bathe in the moonlight, his eyes closing.
Jak had been asleep for a few minutes, but was now fully awake. He fluttered his eyes and focused on a figure sitting cross legged in front of him. "Hello?" Jak asked and the figure turned around. It was Pung. Her arm was in a sling. She had cuts all along her ears, one of her plugs were gone which left a giant hole in her ear. Her nose ring was gone as well; crusty blood was in its place. "What... happened?!" Jak asked, getting up and kneeling in front of her. Pung shrugged, one of her cheeks were swollen.
"Can you talk?"
Pung nodded, a tear strolled down her cheek. Jak sighed and wiped it away,"Look, I'm sorry that we did it. It sucked, can you tell me why you're... all bloody?"
Pung glared at him,"It has nothing to do with that." she starred at her fingers... dry blood was under her nails. Jak examined her hands,"Did they take you to fight again?" he asked, his eye brow rose. Pung nodded, bursting into a fit of sobs. Jak blinked as she buried her head in his chest,"Um... It's okay. Don't cry." he muttered awkwardly, patting her on her back.
"You don't understand..."
Jak nodded,"Metalheads are apparently bad, you're protecting us..." Pung growled,"I killed people! This time! I couldn't control it!" she covered her face before sobbing into Jaks chest again. Jak pulled her face off from his chest to look at her,"Want to calm down and tell me what happened?"
They brought me to the sight; it was apparently a full blown metalhead surprise attack. They gave me this.... weird injection to make Crazy stronger. It made my head feel weird like a bunch of cotton was crammed inside of it. My mouth was so dry. I needed something to drink. I begged them for something to drink but they shook their heads.
I could feel myself screaming inside of the cage, then Crazy was out. She controlled me as the guards opened the door. All I wanted to do was feel metal between my claws, everything was purple. There were onlookers, people who couldn't escape in time when the metalheads attacked. So when I was done with the metalheads, they were next. It felt so right at that moment when I tore a mans head off. His spine was hanging out and blood squirted everywhere, just like in the movies. His friend starred at me, her screams filled my ears. That only made me angry as I let my claws reach inside of her chest. I felt her rib cage breaking. I was the one breaking them. I felt the vibrations of breaking bones fill my body. I slurped her intestines like giant blue spaghetti. Her blood was the most delicious sauce I've ever tasted. The guards tried to stop me, their guns no match for my speed. I laughed in their faces. That laugh wasn't mine, even though it came right from my mouth. I could feel my body doing things I could never do before. It flew through the air with amazing agility. I was a super hero....No a villain. THE super villain. No one could stop me.
I was loose around the city now. Haven looked so different from when I was living there last. I saw my old fashion store. Old friends. A little boy watched me approach him. Him and his mother were shopping at the market. I was at the market. I was breathing so hard I could feel my ears beat. My whole body went in slow motion as people stopped to watch. I knew what they saw. The boy stopped to stare at me. His eyes were so big. I hissed at him. Crazy didn't recognize him as pure innocence as she ran towards him, my claws at his neck. His mother screamed as she kicked at me. She kicked my whole body, but I wouldn't let go of him. Even after she was pumped with all the adrenalin she had, she still couldn't lift me. People who were in the market came to kick me as well. I could smell the little boys insides at that point. His eyes were even bigger in my hands. The guards finally found me, their electric guns penetrating my body. Then when I awoke everything was gone. Erol had no idea what to do with me. I watched him pace back and forth in front of me. I was hand cuffed as he got angry. He tried to discipline me, but Crazy came out again. He was scared, I could see it. I killed fifteen people. There were only three metalheads at the surprise sight.
Pung was shivering as Jak held her. He didn't know what to say. The moonlight made Pung look soft, even after that story. "I don't know.... how to control her anymore" She whispered. Jak nodded, his head trying to sort out everything she had said. The silence was getting slightly uncomfortable as Pung stopped crying.
"Thanks for being here, Jak" she muttered. Jak nodded,"You're welcome..... Even though I suck at cheering people up." Pung starred at him and Jak nervously smoothed down the back of his hair as he stood up. He looked down at her; she was even smaller than before. Even though she was beat up pretty bad, she still looked slightly innocent. Pung sighed and got up, giving Jak bear hug with one arm.
"Oh isn't this cute and heart warming? I have something to tell you." Dark whispered.
"Dark... shut up" Jak thought.
"Wouldn't it be funny if I randomly just came out right now?"
"No. It wouldn't."
"I know what she's thinking Jak. Oh my God. She's falling in love with you. But she also still wants to kill you. Oh, what a delicious dilemma. I have your back."
"Shut up Dark. I'm NOT joking."
"Just... look into her eyes, she loves you. This is funny. Aw. Silly girl. She really needs someone right now. That's what she's thinking."
"Shut up, shut up, shut up."
Pung stopped hugging Jak and smiled at him,"Don't I look pretty with my black eye?" she asked him, her playful personality coming back for a moment.
"Tell her she'd look prettier on your dick."
Jak gave her a nervous laugh, trying to ignore Darks comments,"Yup, you sure do Pung."
He gave her a hug to keep her happy. It felt good to have her back. Plus, she didn't seem to mind what Dark and Crazy did. "Do you feel a bit better?" he asked her. Pung looked up at him,"Mhmm." She starred at him for a bit. Her eyes were closing. She was leaning in. Oh shit. All of a sudden Jak could taste blood. It tasted of iron. Pungs lips were on his. He could taste the people she killed. Their old blood. It was on his tongue now. Other peoples' blood was on his lips and tongue. People she killed. That taste. That little boy. Dark wasn't kidding. Oh my God, he wasn't kidding.
"Oh! Slip some tongue in there!"
Jak pushed her away from him. "Stop." He muttered. Her eyes were watery as she watched him leave the windowed cell. He walked all the way back to his room and he laid on his bed. He only knew her for four months. He didn't have time for this. He didn't love her. At all. This wasn't supposed to happen. He was supposed to save his heart. They were only friends. He wasn't sure anymore. He wanted to get out of this prison and forget everything. Forget about Erol, Praxis, the rape, the experiments. Ultimately, just...Forget. Jak sighed and covered his ears as he heard Dark laughing. He wasn't sure what time it was when Pung went back to her own cell. Jak pretended to sleep.
He just wanted out.
MORE AWKWARDNESS. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
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