The Queen of Darkness
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NOTE: I found the PERFECT soundtrack for Janice: Her Theme Music shall be; Nox Arcana "Night of the Wolf" Have a listen to it as she Falls into Darkness and sneaks around! I stumbled upon in on Youtube!
Chapter 21: Crossing the Line
FRIDAY, BAYVILLE HIGH, 2nd PERIOD, MRS. WINTERS' MATH CLASS 9:27 AM
I am trying SO hard to stay focused, but The Robot isn't making this any easier. Thank the Gods and Goddesses for coffee! And for my Powers. I used them to refill from my secret home. Thankfully, my Minions are far too dimwitted to figure out about my secret of coffee.
I had brewed an entire pot, and then made it as I like, with cream and sugar. That went into a covered pan, which I had set at 'Warm', upon the stove in my secret home. I used a covered, plastic tumbler to have my coffee in. Since it was as covered as the pot holding the refill, I simply used my power to refill it as I needed, without anyone being able to tell. After all, my power is not flashy, like Kurt Wagner's. I simply took from one vessel and transferred it through Darkness into the other vessel.
If I had not been so tired, I would have realised that there is a new kid in class. I looked at him, and I now realise that The Robot introduced him at the start of class. I can't remember a darn thing about him, yet he looks familiar. I clear my head, as I had been taught at Temple, and try again.
Oh crap! That must be Gary Parkman, the Energy Absorber that I gave the file of to Mystique! Wow, she DID get him, and FAST! I can see how he looks concerned about being surrounded by humans, and being back at school. Wait a second! He is only fifteen years old! How does he get into THIS class? It's for the smarter Juniors, and most Seniors! He has to be much better at Math that I had noticed. I don't really recall his file all that well. Gary and Pietro are sitting together and it's obvious to me that Gary is definitely in the Brotherhood.
I was REALLY unprepared for what happened next Period.
FRIDAY, 3rd PERIOD, MR. WHITAKER'S WORLD HISTORY, 10:03 AM
Mr. Whitmore told us that we had a new student, a Mutant named Harold Ipswich. Harold walked in with difficulty. After all he has to get through the door with those cool looking wings! They are the demonic/bat type wings! His ears were long and pointed. His grin held fangs! Oh and to think that I passed up on this one! Dammit! Harold's hair is raven black and swept back in a widows peak. His dark eyes caught my own, and my heart stopped for a second! If mutants were not hated, he'd be a freaking movie star of something! That pale face, and well muscled frame are worthy of stardom, but sadly, the anti-mutant prejudice will never allow it.
Harold sits beside Lance, and it's clear that Harold is the Flyer chosen by Mystique. Another one in the Brotherhood. I wonder just how many she recruited in such a short time, and where the heck will she put them?
FRIDAY, LUNCH PERIOD, BAYVILLE HIGH, 12:04 PM
I finally have ONE of my questions from this morning answered: The Brotherhoodlums grew by FIVE new people! Where the HECK is Mystique going to put them all? There was Harold, with his wings tucked in a bit, sitting at the end of the table, so that his wings wouldn't whack anyone by accident. Gary was sitting next to Fred Dukes. Gary's 'Street Punk' looks are a good match for Lance's own. Did they take from the same trash bin? The surprise turned out to be the THREE new girls sitting with the Brotherhoodlums!
The first one that I noticed has a Greco/Roman look to her. Shoulder length black hair, and large dark eyes. Her figure is OK. Her taste in fashion is MUCH better than her taste in company! The yellow ensemble was a very good choice for her well tanned skin tone.
The second girl that I had get my attention, was another Goth Girl. Great. Where do these Emo/Goth rejects of society come from? Miss Living Dead was pale faced and dark haired. It was as if she were going for Miss Zombie Town, or something. Maybe Vampire. Oh, who cares! She's a freak, just like Rogue. Maybe the new Goth girl goes by a stupid name too, like Zom-Babe, or something! Augh, it's so stupid! Only *I* am so well named as Janice Neck't, The Queen of Darkness!
The last girl looked fairly normal. That is, she seems to be a white girl with moderately brown hair. Nothing really stood out about her. That actually kinda creeped me right out. I mean, a girl who willing sits with the Brotherhoodlums CANNOT be anything but trouble. She is sitting beside Pietro, who is trying to charm her. Idiot! As if anyone here has charm besides myself, and Johnny Shelly!
Speaking of which, I see that Blonde Bimbo is on MY Johnny's arma gain. That is IT! I have had enough! Consumed with the NEED to be rid of this bimbified rival, I pretty much forget about the five new members of the Brotherhood. Tonight, I deal with the Blonde Bimbo. Permanently. I use my Power to empty her wallet into my purse. After secretly checking it, and committing it to memory, I put it all back, even though she won't be needing that stuff much longer. Now I have her name and her address...
FRIDAY NIGHT, JANICE'S SECRET FAMILY HOME, 11:27 PM
I have my parents fooled into thinking that I am asleep. I had Fallen into Darkness, and arrived in my secret house. Checking the coffee first,I see that I have cleaning to do. Sigh. Checking over the ID from the Bimbo, I see that her name is NOT Barbie, or Bamby, or some such putrid excuse for a name. She is called 'Kerri Stewart', and she lives in a convenient location. Getting changed is actually kind of fun. Soon I am ready. I Fall into Darkness...
FRIDAY NIGHT, STEWART RESIDENCE, BAYVILLE, 11:53 PM
I re-emerge from Darkness, and look at my sleeping enemy. So Blonde. So pretty. So busty! I HATE her! With every passing second, my utter rage and contempt for this man-stealing B***h grows! I can't help but imagine MY Johnny putting his hands all over this wicked bimbo! Ooooh, I HATE her! Using my power, I take us both as I again Fall into Darkness.
SATURDAY NIGHT, BAYVILLE ZOO, TIGER EXHIBIT, 12:01 AM
Re-emerging from Darkness, with Kerri trussed up in bedsheets, I carefully gauge the area I need to have her hit. First, i make sure that the Zoo Keeper and Night Watchman are busy. They are watching a horror movie with the sound up so high, that I doubt that they could her Kerri scream. Heck, with it being a scream laden horror movie, Kerri's screams may be mistaken for being part of the movie!
Now I use my power to empty the great cat's bellies. Now they'll be nice and hungry. The stuff they ate went a good twenty miles out to sea. Good luck finding any of that! Once everything is in order. I Use my power to put a large amount of booze from a nearby liquor store, directly into Kerri's belly. I also but some in her mouth, bypassing the gag i've used to keep her quiet. Now I wait for a while. After half an hour, I figure that it's show time!
I aim for an area above the enclosure's inner grassy 'lawn'. This is right where the grass stops and the concrete pit begins! Now that I have the area that I want, I make a few practice drops. A small boulder here, a modest branch there…
This caught the attention of the now hungry kitty cats! My aim has improved. Now I send Kerri on her way. I do stay to watch, and remove her bonds in mid-fall. Too drunk to scream as she falls, Kerri instead screams when she hits the ground from fifty feet up! Bye bye, bimbo! The first tiger isn't all that interested, until she begins crying in earnest from both broken legs. Whimpering is worse than useless, it makes predators WANT to kill you when you act weak.
I don't really WANT to stay and watch, but I need to make sure she dies from the tigers. Once the first tiger begins it's work, it's mate joins in, and the screams are something that should haunt my dreams, but I am just getting off on it all! The Power! The pain in my rival's voice as she is torn apart-literally! I leave once the deed is far enough along that she cannot survive with most of her insides outside…
SATURDAY MORNING, THE NECK'T FAMILY HOME, 7:56 AM
I wake up feeling refreshed and delighted! I had such a good dream about Kerri's death, but in the dream Johnny was there, making love to me, and thanking me for getting rid of the useless hag! Oh YES! That's the way it should be! With the worthless rivals destroyed and Johnny finally becoming mine!
I got ready for the day and had a grand time of it! Even finished up my homework in record time! Soon, I was working out and looking great! I had everything going my way for a change!
Now I turn on the news, having showered and gotten dressed. Seeing the "Tragic" report of a teenage girl having gotten into the tiger exhibit last night made me put both of my hands over my mouth. Biting back a shout of joy, I realised that I looked like I was biting back a scream of horror! Good thing, as Father and Mother had just walked in, to see the report, and my reaction to it.
Father changed the channel and told be to take it easy for the rest of the day. Even Mother was affected. It figures, my own Mother cries about some man-stealing b***h more than her own daughter. I am a bit teary-eyed. Just not for some wicked girl who stole MY man. She had it coming to her.
SATURDAY AFTERNOON, THE GUT BOMB, 2:22 PM
Mindy and the rest of my Minions were there, 'consoling' each other over Kerri's death. We cried, and we ate, and drank, and told each other stories of how good Kerri was, and how tragic her death was. I took the opportunity to say some very nice, if mostly generic things about her. It made me seem nicer, AND it helped me avoid suspicion! A two-for-one job well done. I even saw MY Johnny Shelly, all broken up about it. I knew that I could not console him just yet, let a lesser girl start it, so that it doesn't seem like I am warm for his form…
Supper time came and we ate there. Each of my Minionettes had consoled Johnny, and I was happy to finally have my turn! I was VERY careful in what I said and what I did. I cannot afford suspicion. Soon we were all winding down for the evening, and Johnny Shelly drove me home! I was nearly in Paradise!
My parents were very understanding, when I got home and said that I didn't want to talk about it. Father let me go up to my room and get in an early bath. Even Mother was reasonable. OK, Mother is back OFF the 'Make-It-Look-Like-An-Accident' list. Jamal was kind enough to NOT ask me stupid questions. I only felt bad that Kerri didn't take longer to suffer before she died. I'll NEVER tell anyone, but that IS the truth. Good riddance.