You guys will hate us for this chapter XD

It's rated M for a reason

-Eren S.


Karkat jerked his head back, feeling the back of his skull hit the solid wall behind him, but it didn't hurt, his whole body felt tingly, like it had gone numb, turned to jello. He couldn't move, couldn't breath, his mind went blank at the sight of the person in front of him, just a continuous circle of mind numbing fear.

She smiled, "It's so nice to see that my appearance still has such an effect on you, I haven't exactly forgiven you spraying cleaning solution in my face, took a while to heal that, hurt like hell too" She chimed in a tone that was far too sweet and innocent, leaning forward, too close for comfort, too close, fuck, even if she was miles away, it was still too close.

He merely stared back at her, still finding himself unable to breath, unable to move, his body was petrified.

They were sleeping upstairs, that was where the bedroom was, most likely they were sharing his fucking bed even, good, he'd make sure they died together in that bed.

He snuck out of the room, stumbling, due to the pain, towards the kitchen. At once he began to work on the stove, turning all of the gases on, but not the fire, letting that sickening stench fill the room, and began to giggle quietly as he worked.

He went to the cupboards next, grabbing various cleaning solutions and what not, and shoving the metal cans into the microwave, setting it for as long as it would go. He wasn't sure how long it'd take those cans to explode. So he should hurry quickly and-

"FUCK" He knew it was the female, she screeched, lurching at him from behind, and he didn't turn to look at her. One look in the eyes and it'd be over, he'd be back in that room, bleeding and being kept alive only to be played with. He grabbed one of the cleaning solutions, pulling off the cap, and whipped around. She was right there, and he sprayed it right in her face.

She screeched, stopping as she closed her eyes and her hands flew up to her face, and he took the chance, elbowing her in the stomach and forcing her to the ground, and laughed again. Oh god, it felt good to finally do that. He was laughing, uncontrollably, as she screamed and writhed, the skin around her eyes starting to form welts from the corrosive substance, wow, he had never thought it would do stuff like that to a troll's skin. He didn't care; he just raised one foot, and proceeded to kick her in the stomach, in the face, as many times as he could, before someone tackled him away from her, the male, pinning him to the ground, grabbing at one of his arms, but before he could get the other one, Karkat lifted it up and slammed the can he was still holding into the side of his head. A second hit and he knocked the troll off balance, rolling them so that Karkat was sitting on his chest now, a crazed look on his face. Those hands reached up to stop him, but before they could, he was smashing the can repeatedly into the male's face.

He wanted to throw up, and even gagged a little, as the memory came to him, perfectly, screamingly clear. He squeezed his eyes shut, a whimper escaping from his throat as hundreds of other images flew through his mind, pulsing, writhing, blood, screaming, laughing, pain, pounding. Oh gog, oh gog oh gog oh gog no no no no no no nonononono NO NO NO NO.

She drew back, laughing as he dropped to the ground, shivering, so cute when he was terrified~. "Oh don't worry little lowblood, I wouldn't end the game so quickly after it started, just a little bit of fun, and a warning" She said in a light, sing song voice, and then leaned down so that her face was mere inches from Karkat's, her lids falling down over those glowing white eyes halfway. "You will do whatever I tell you, go wherever I tell you, say whatever I tell you to say. You won't scream if I tell you to be quiet, no matter how much it hurts. And you won't tell anyone or try to run away, or disobey me, because one little mistake, and I wonder which of your friends it is I'll have to take and make an example out of. Now, do you understand me?"

He nodded slowly, the shaking getting worse.

She smiled, drawing back and clapping her hands together, "perfect~! Now that we are on the same page, you stay right here, and don't make any noise at all, or it'll just be worse for you~" She sang out again, and then suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared down at him.

It was like an electrical shock ran through his body, a mixture of pain, with the barest touch of pleasure, a feeling that made his stomach reel and do flips in his body, that made it feel like maggots were writhing underneath his skin.

"My first surprise, is that I've gotten a lot better at flesh bending since last time we met~!"

He tried to scream, it hurt so bad, but it was like his vocal cords closed up. He faintly heard her laughing, repeating her order for him to stay silent, and he realized he couldn't breath. He tried to breath in, but nothing happened, just his lungs and throat straining as the pain ripped through his stomach and chest. He collapsed onto his side, writhing, before he realized his legs had gone numb, and wouldn't move.

He looked, he wished he didn't, but he did.

The skin on his stomach and chest, down to his legs and lower back, had peeled away, showing raw muscle beneath, which writhed and twisted, ripping away from his body and landing in thick chunks on the ground. His spinal cord had ripped out of his back, still connected, but not to his legs, isntead, it waved in the air like a strange tail emerging from his upper back, and from the skin that had ripped apart so it could get out, red blood poured down the raw muscle and skin, dripping onto the carpet. She smiled, walking towards him, and shoving the sole of her left foot against the bare flesh of his stomach, oh gog it hurt, but the pain barely registered compared to everything else. He was pushed onto his back, wanting desperately to screech, but still unable to draw in enough air. She kneeled next to him, mindful to not get any of the blood on her clothes, and set her hand on the muscles of his stomach, and then dug her fingers into them, ripping them apart, and shoving her hands into his organs. Oh gog, he could feel her hand, scratching, clawing, ripping, he wanted to scream, scream until his lungs dried up and died, scream until someone came to make her stop. Scream because it hurt so bad that it couldn't be real. He could see his own heart speed up, beating erratically, struggling for oxygen rich blood to pump.

And then she removed her hand, smiling as she pulled it up to her face, and dragged her tongue down her palm, making a clear line through the blood down her palm. She laughed, and stood up, flicking her blood covered hand to the side, and watching as she forced his organs to repair themselves, for his muscles to go back into position and reattach, for the skin that hadn't disconnected itself to reconnect, and for new skin to grow back where it had fallen off before.

Except for the blood and pieces of skin and flesh staining the carpet, it was as if nothing had ever happened. His body felt sore and bruised, even though it looked perfectly fine. He merely lay there, in pain and taking in massive gulps of air as he lay in the flesh and sewage of his own body, his eyes closed shut, his limbs shaking again. And when he opened his eyes, Cee was gone, and he wondered if she left. For just a second, he dared to imagine that it had all been some sort of psychotic illusion, but the blood and flesh told him otherwise, it was real, real. Too real to comprehend what had just happened. He could feel his entire body shiver, he wanted to stand up, to run, but he couldn't force himself to move, only sit there like a fucking idiot until she reappeared, something long and shiny in her hands, a knife.

"You know how much I just hate scars, I like working with a blank slate, gives me more room to... decorate" She stated simply, that smile growing over her face as she came closer with that knife, he scooted away, and hit the wall. She got too close, and grabbed his throat, twisting him around with a strength that she really shouldn't have, and slamming his face against the wall. She twisted the knife in her free hand, and used it to cut a long line down his shirt, revealing his bare back, covered in blood, but otherwise seemingly unharmed, except for that scar that ran down the one side of his back. The burns he had gotten when he decided it would be more fun to stay and kill her matesprit rather than run away from his house about to explode.

She stabbed the knife into his shoulder, slamming his head into the wall each time he screamed too loudly, and began to carve around the scar, not botheirng to be careful as she cut off large chunks of flesh. It took several minutes, she went slowly, dragging it out as long as she damn well pleased, until his shoulder was nothing more than a bloody mess of flesh and bone, the scar completely carved away. She smirked, digging her fingers into the wound and watching him squirm, again slamming his head into the wall each time he got too loud, and then finally turned him around and healed it, leaving no trace of the wound, or scar, behind.

She dropped the knife on the floor, smiling as she took a step back. "I think that's enough for now, can't get too carried away, I have some friends to go visit~!" She stated, again in that sickeningly sweat voice as she finally let go of him, watching him sag to the ground, hyperventilating. "Oh, and, clean this mess up before anyone sees, wouldn't want anyone to get hurt because they found out, would you?" She questioned, that smile still on her face as she went into his bathroom, turning on the shower and using it to clean her hands off, not caring that the water pooled onto the floor thanks to it's broken state, tinted ever so slightly red, and then she left, leaving him alone in the room.

Ten minutes later, and Karkat finally managed to calm down enough to get up off the floor, though this wasn't saying much. He was a complete mess, caught between crying and laughing as he used the broken shower to fill up a large cup of water and use it to get the blood off the walls and mix in with the blood. Picking up those pieces of flesh had been the worst, he had thrown up while doing that, and couldn't stop until his stomach was empty, leaving even more red, now mixed with half digested pancakes and bile, all over the floor.

He believed her, if someone could control flesh like that, just by looking at you, that meant that she could cripple you before you could even pull out your weapons, stop your heart and kill you before you could even move. If he told someone, or they figured it out, they'd try to make it stop, and they'd die, and he didn't want anyone to die. But he didn't want to have that happen to him again, please no.

"I... I can't get it out" he sputtered, red tears starting to collect at the edges of his eyes as the full weight of the situation slowly came crashing down on him. He scrubbed harder at the blood, starting to breath unevenly again as those red tears slid down his face, mixing with the soap and water. He started to laugh, the noise high pitched and hysterical. And then he stopped, an idea coming to mind.

He stood up, used the clean water he had left to wash the blood off himself, and stumbled through the hole in the wall into Gamzee's room, searching wildly until he found what he was looking for, the same paint he had been using to cover the walls just a few days ago. He grabbed a can of white paint, brought it back into his room, and splashed it all over the blood, and the wall, for good measure, covering up the red even though it made a huge mess, and covering up the smell with a faint chemical odor. He got down on his hands and knees, no longer laughing, but just a dead look on his face as he rubbed the paint into the carpet, making sure it got everywhere and covered up everything, and then stood up, staring at the splotches of white somewhat blankly, his hands shaking, tears still running down his face. His hands jerked up to his head, twisting into his hair and pulling as he began to shake, and then couldn't stand it anymore.

He double bagged the bloody, torn shirt and the pieces of skin and flesh, dumped the rest of the paint upside down into the garbage can to mask the color and smell, and then crawled back into Gamzee's room, heading straight for the bathroom.

He turned the hot water on full blast, and then sat down, curling his knees up against his chest and burying his face into his knees, hands curling themselves back into his hair as he didn't even bother getting undressed. And even though the water was scalding hot, leaving angry marks on his skin where it was burning, he shivered as if he were freezing cold, sobbing uncontrollably.

The water came off him mixed with blood and paint.


"TenaciousObsession. I have not been able to trace any track or trail of this entity. However, based on the psychological profile I have been compiling, I've come to multiple conclusions. First, I agree with your assumption that this being is a female. Her writing style and way of text speech indicates as much. Based off of that as well, I have concluded that she is a highblood. Though whether she is of land or sea, I have not yet deduced. Further investigation has led me to conclude something. The type of intelligence she has displayed, does not demonstrate any technical capabillities. Meaning that I don't believe she would be able to enter this University without being detected, nor, would have been able to cover data trails... without help." Valus turned from Gamzee then, taking a few steps away, one hand rising to press thoughtfully to her lips, the other wrapping about her waist.

"This is not to say that she herself is incompetent, just that she has not hinted or shown any skill in things involving electronics and computers. Far from a lack of intelligence, she seems to be quite adept in reading those she speaks with, able to find what button to precisely push to gain a response. Though I have to admit, with you personally Gamzee, it's not hard to do. Do not glare at me like that, if you think about it, you know it to be true. You're more protective of Karkat than I imagine his lusus ever was, and I can garauntee she knows that, and will use it against you. The only advantage right now, that I can see you having against her, is that she doesn't know of your rank... nor does she know what you are capable of. Unfortunately, the same can be said for her. Unless you can get your beloved moirail to tell you more, which I doubt it since he still is apparently suffering from memory loss."

Gamzee was silent for a long time, eyes turned towards the ceiling as the worlds digested in his think pan. Churning over each other, comprehending, planning. Before he looked down, dark indigo and light indigo eyes connecting, silent thoughts passing through both of their think pans. Before Valus small twitch of the lips, and a small nod, "That is all that I have confirmed so far. I have some theories, but they require more data to solidify."

"Thanks sis, I appreciate the mental administrations you're putting to work." As Gamzee spoke, he closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a slow breath, before those lids opened, and one could almost see them grow more distant, more hazed, as that easy smile pulled back over his lips, "Actually, this talk reminded me, I gotta text a bro later, and apologize."

"Who?" Valus paused after a moment, mentally reviewing their conversation, and recally the only other person she mentioned in it, "Captor? Oh yes, you attacked him. He is tolerable for a lowblood, though I still don't like him."

Gamzee laughed, "You don't like any color below blue sis."

The faintest smile, twitched at the corner of her lips, "True," before the sound of a door opening, brought both of their attentions towards the entrance to the theatre building.

Cee skipped through the door, humming to herself as she popped a butterscotch candy into her mouth, a bright smile plastered all over her face as she opened those bright white eyes of hers and spotted Valus. She gave the highblood a quick wave, and then trotted over. "Valus~! You have to try these candies! They're so yummy!" She chimed, bouncing up and down like a hyper child with the tiny bag in her hands, an excited look on her face. And then she blinked, turning that gaze towards Gamzee, a questioning smile still plastered all over her face as she just stared, and then finally it was like that light bulb in her head went off. "oh! Is this your friend? He can have some too if he wants!"

Valus gave a blink, brows raised, though that small smile stayed on her lips, "I wouldn't mind trying one. Thank you for the offer. And yes Cee, this is my friend," she spoke, holding out one hand to accept the to try her 'candies'. She paused then, glancing behind her at Gamzee, who was watching them silently, before he took a step forward. Relaxed and lazy smile slipped comfortably over his face, and Valus felt a mental sigh come over her, though in physical appearance nothing changed.

"Hey motherfucker, I'm Gamzee. Nah, I'm chill with the sweet treats, already ate some miraculous things before relocating here. You the new blood I'm supposed to be makin social acknowledgements with?"

Cee smiled just about as wide as was possible, dropping one of the golden-brown candies into Valus's palm, before turning to Gamzee, and smiled at him too. "It's nice to meet you Gamzee, my name is CeeCee! But I prefer just Cee" She stated, introducing herself properly at Mr. Grape Jelly. "And kinda~! There's my bestest moirail ever too! uhh..." She glanced around, finally noticing that Tansis and Maka seemed to be missing. "Awwww, where did she run off to?" She whined, disappointment plastering itself all over her face.

"Don't fret, she is in the auditorium with Tansis," Valus responded, giving a nod of thanks as she accepted the sweet treat, popping into her mouth absentmindedly. She fell somewhat silent as the taste came over her tongue, and small color came to her cheeks.

"Wow, you got into education land with your diamond partner? Wicked music little Cee sis, that's some serious blessings there if I ever got my listen on one." Gamzee smiled, tucking his hands into the coat of Valus' pocket, hazed eyes focusing on and off of Cee. Though, there were moments of coherency that came and went, as he glanced up... before back down again. "Prayers of thanks, sis."

"Shall we go join them now and finish introductions properly?" Valus suddenly spoke, face composed with just the barest hint of a smile on her lips, as her hand sweeped out and gestured towards one of the many rows of doors that led into the auditorium.

Cee giggled a bit, sending Gamzee a childish smile as if she wasn't just tormenting one close to him only minutes ago. Fitting perfectly into plan, oh how delicious~.

"Lead the way~!" She intoned, her voice only gaining a new measure of cheerfulness to it.

Gamzee glanced over at Valus, didn't say anything, just looked, and with a silent nod, she stepped forward and led the way. As was typical, after they passed the first set of doors, there was a second right after, before a massive room opened up before them. The floor, sloped downwards at three different angles, leading to a large oval stage, it's curtains drawn back and as no production was currently under construction. Though set pieces of multiple kinds did decorated it's wooden floor. Near the front, at center-house, sat the two sought after she-trolls. One talking rather excitededly about the stage, the second sitting quietly.

At the sound of the door, Tansis, glanced up, brilliant smile pulling at her lips as she waved them over, "There you guys are! I was starting to get worried you'd gone and gotten yourselves lost!"

Maka stood up, the slightest bit of annoyance in her gaze from having to listen to Tansis, but she had kept her composure like a pro, walking over towards the group, giving only the quickest look towards Gamzee, blinking a bit as if she seemed to recognize him from somewhere, and then merely focused her gaze on Cee, standing before her moirail. "Did you get what you needed?"

Cee nodded, "Yup~!" She answered simply, that smile still on her face, but Maka understood the hidden signals there, and merely averted her eyes, standing aside quietly as she felt no need to introduce herself.

"Now that we are all present Cee... Maka, this is our friend-" "And boss man!" Valus gave a half-hearted glare at Tansis' little chime in. The likes of which, just giggled lightly and jumped up to do a twist and come to a stop beside Cee, all friendly smiles and happiness. Gamzee just stayed with that same, lazy, lop-sided grin, expression not changing even slightly, almost as if he hadn't heard the comment... which was entirely possible. "Of sorts," Valus commented, a little haughty at being interrupted, before continuing, "Gamzee Makara, our friend that, like your color infested moirail, had a subjuggulator ancestor."

At that comment, Gamzee's eyes finally found the rainbow troll... and a few things clicked into place before, "You've got ancient bloodlines amongst the honk masters?" Hadn't he seen a rainbow troll before? Thoughts drifted through his think pan, multiple things running there, before he just simply shrugged it off for now. Mostly because there were quite a few rainbow colored images that popped up of various trolls. "Motherfucking wicked bro. Never met another of the happy lineage before."

Maka nodded towards Gamzee, her expression never wavering from it's indifferent state. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Makara" She stated simply, "And yes, I do" Though, truth be told, Maka had no interest in following her ancestor's footsteps. She had no intention of dying, and every intention of following her obscure talent for computers and robotics.

A small silence ensued. Before, "Nice," and that smile on Gamzee's lips grew a few fractions wider, as if that response was more than he could have asked for.

"Soooo, guys! I was thinking maybe we could go get something to eat? Welcome our new friend and her moirail to the University!" Tansis piped up, hooking her arm around Cee's with a small giggle, her violet eyes bright and excited about the prospect. "Doseinn told me there's a n-"

All the worlds began colliding,
On a back-drop of bluuue.
Blue Lips,
Blue Veins.

"Oh shit! Hold up sisters and brother, my ringer's notifying of a strong motherfucker's call," and just like that, Gamzee turned away from the group, dipping his hand into his pants pocket to pull out his phone, answering it with a short series of happy honks.

"Forgive me for disturbing you highblood."
"Nah, it's all chill brother, what can I up and do ya for?"
"Oh. Well. It appears that Vantas has locked himself in your abulation trap. He has refused to open the door and is not answering. It is, quite concerning."
"Shit, why didn't you just all up and give the door some tough love?"
"I couldn't bring damage to your property. That would be exceptionally inappropriate, just as is the... rather large hole in your wall. You will fix that."
"Yeah bro, we've already got a wicked plan in motion. Look, just hold down the motherfucking command center, I'll be right over."

At that, Gamzee hung up the phone, and turned to the gathered highbloods plus one lowblood, smile still there, but brows knotted together thoughtfully. "Sorry motherfuckers, I have to abscond, got some close to my vascular pump business that just flickered into view." Valus went quiet, but she didn't conceal the irritated glare she sent the Capricorn's way. Because, oh yes, she could easily figure out who exactly that call had been about. Tansis on the other hand, gave a small pout, "Awwww, that's too bad GamGam."

Gamzee gave a wave, turned to jog off, but stumbled to a stop as he realized something. Hands worked fast, button after button, until he quickly shrugged Valus' coat off, and tossed it to the female, not casting a second glance as he took off shouting, "Thanks for keeping me proper sis!"

Valus, just stood there, silently fuming, as her coatc had landed on top of her head, and was hiding her expression.

Tansis on the other hand, laughed and gave an awed clap, "Wooow! That's definitely a ten point toss!"