Amanda's choice

by AmandaYoungFan

For years, she's done the Entity's bidding, thinking somehow, her doing so was also doing the bidding of the man she respected most, John Kramer. But seeing the survivors outside of the trial have made her question if what she's doing is right. What happens to a killer in the realm who no longer has the drive and stomach to do the Entity's bidding? (Feel free to comment)

35. The duel

p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"For what seemed like an hour, there was a silence around the campfire. Amanda watched the dancing flames and remained immune to the intimidation trying to be heaped on her from the blank faces of the masks all staring in her direction. When the silence was finally broken, she wasn't surprised that it was Frank who was the first to speak./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He stood up and took a step towards her. Amanda didn't even raise her eyes in his direction. "I allowed Claudette into our realm. But that wasn't enough for Joey. So I agreed, after he argued with me and after he begged me and and after I saw that for once, I wasn't gonna make him back down, that I wouldn't bother that weak bitch when she came over here. But you know what? I didn't promise the same of her friends, and Joey didn't ask me. You wanna know what I say? You're in our turf, bitch. The truce we have with Joey's new bitch doesn't extend to you."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Maybe he was hopeful that if he didn't tell Frank why she was truly here, Amanda, or the Entity, would provide Frank with a well-deserved smackdown. Based on the superior way Frank was acting, she wouldn't mind letting some air out of his sails./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank advanced forward another step, and Amanda could sense he was becoming increasingly agitated that she didn't even raise her head to look at him. She wasn't going to until she absolutely had to. She remained silent, staring at the dancing orange light of the fire's flames as though she was the only one in the camp. Frank glanced at the girls. "Look at that, she's still not scared. Or she's pretending she ain't. You know what? While they're off doing their thing, I think we have plenty of time to figure out what will make this cocky bitch scared of us. What do you think?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Fuck yeah, Frank." Based on the direction the voice had come from, it was the short haired female member who spoke. Her voice was very enthusiastic. She reminded Amanda of a member of a congregation that had one of the Hellfire and damnation priests at its pulpit. Frank preached the good word, and she was virtually screaming Amen after preacher Frank finished his sentence. Amanda could see the other girl out of the corner of her eye. The second girl said nothing, but nodded. She may be less vocal, but Amanda was pretty sure she would do everything Frank commanded. She remembered her earlier thought and now was sure. Frank was fucking both of them. They were his mini harem. Amanda was no angel, but she'd never have lowered herself to being with a guy who boned her and another that he kept on the side./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She slipped off her sandals, knowing it would be easier for her to dash without them on, and slowly rose to her feet, She left her face as hard as stone as she finally turned her head to look Frank in the mask. He said, "I know what we're gonna try first." He looked up and down Amanda's body, then glanced behind her at one of the girls. "Maybe you and Susie should hold her arms down on the ground while I get her shorts off and let her feel what it's like to have a killer inside of..."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"To Frank's credit, His instinct kicked in surprisingly fast as she almost instantaneously turned into an active threat. Also, since she had come to the camp as a survivor, he would be wholly unprepared for her to have the abilities of a killer, further allowing her to get the drop on him. His hand slowly reached for his knife, but before his fingers could do more than graze the handle, she was on him, then spun spun herself behind him, Her left hand pressed to his chest as she pressed the tip of the blade against the exposed skin of Frank's throat./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"For a moment, time stood still. It was a bizarre sight, Amanda had no doubt. Barefoot, Amanda was five foot three. Frank was easily five foot ten or more. She was barely visible behind him, but despite her small size, the knife pressed against his throat from her raised right arm was more than enough for him to recognize he needed to tread carefully. He let the hand reaching for the knife fall to his side. Though she couldn't see it, behind his mask, Frank was actually smiling./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Her hand was firm and her arm did not tremble. She heard footsteps digging in the dirt from the short-haired killer's direction as she advanced towards her. Amanda said loudly, "I've always been curious to know what type of damage a killer can do to another killer. Should I shove this blade all the way through your throat so we can find out? Will you respawn like I do after I get sacrificed in a trial? I wonder...The thought of finding out is making it really hard to resist just shoving this thing all the way in." Amanda couldn't see Julie from behind Frank's back, but she said for Julie's benefit, "And then I could see if the effect is different on a female killer."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The footsteps stopped. Frank raised his left hand as far as he could with Amanda's arm around him and, though she couldn't see it from behind him, flashed three fingers. He said, "I would say your point has definitely been made."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda released him, then walked in front of Frank, turning her self sideways to allow herself to look between him and the girl who still had her knife in her hand. Frank flashed three fingers for a second time, and her knife disappeared. Amanda left her own blade out and returned to her adopted spot, sitting back on the ground where she had been before, leaning her back against the log and feeling the heat of the fire on the soles of her feet./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"*********************************************************************************************************************************************/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She's said something just now, but Frank barely heard what she said. He was focused on how she looked leaning against the log with that long knife pointing down her wrist. He wasn't even wondering how Claudette's survivor friend was currently in his realm, in possession of the powers of a killer. He loved the way she'd handled the blade so skillfully, like it was an extension of her arm, and she'd used it with zero hesitation. He was actually convinced that if he'd gone for his own knife, She'd have run her blade through his throat in less than a second and not given it a single thought. A true killer, through and through, like him. Of course, part of the reason she'd bested him was because he didn't know she had the ability. Nevertheless, for one brief moment, she did have him at her mercy, and he couldn't help but be briefly impressed./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Still, what kept drawing his eyes most was that long shiny blade that the chick was letting rest on the ground. He glanced at Susie and Julie. They were certainly skilled now with their blades, but he'd had to teach them. This chick needed no training at all, and he admitted to himself quickly that she was already more capable than his female members of Legion. She might even be better than Joey. She could put on a hoodie right now and immediately step into a trial and represent Legion as a fifth member. She'd get three kills easy, maybe even four./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Thinking of Joey brought on a fresh wave of irritation. He was currently out necking in the woods with Claudette, who looked like she couldn't fight her way out of a wet paper bag. Frank despised weakness. He'd been letting her live, and now he was making eyes at the survivor Frank felt was the weakest of the entire group. In his last trial, he'd been so wrapped up in getting Claudette that stupid fucking note that he hadn't killed a single person in the trial. In fact, Joey had told him that he was so interested in making a good impression that he ACTUALLY OPENED THE GATE FOR HER TO LEAVE./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He scowled. Frank had spent years here twisting his members into his image. He did not ever see them, but he knew there were other killers here, and he was determined for Legion to be the strongest killers in this realm. His ego would accept nothing less. Until recently, he'd thought they were getting there. Joey had embarrassed them. He'd made them all look weak. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like Joey was quickly losing the right to maintain his position in the group./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Unseen, his eyes shifted back to Amanda. He'd been thinking of her as a fifth member of Legion, based on her skills. But why settle for fifth, when she could be fourth? Why keep Joey around as dead weight? This chick had come virtually out of nowhere and already demonstrated she'd be better than Joey, even at his best, in a trial./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"If she joined Legion, he could do what he suddenly and impulsively found himself wanting to do: Kick Joey from Legion, where he was demonstrating he didn't belong, and train this chick to take his place. Joey could move his ass over to the survivor group and sit around singing campfire songs, or whatever they fucking did, and Frank could replace him with this girl. It was an even trade, right? Claudette lost a friend, but gained a dick. It was a win-win./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The thought brought a rush of excitement that was completely changing his mood. He'd been pissed that Claudette was coming. And when he saw she brought a friend, his first instinct had been to be even more pissed. When he'd first laid eyes on her, he couldn't believe another survivor, and a female no less, had the stones to come along with her, uninvited, and expect that he and Susie and Julie were just gonna sit on their hands and let her sit around their campfire like she owned the goddamn place. Now that he'd seen her in action, he felt the complete opposite. He was fucking thrilled now that she'd come with her, otherwise he'd never have seen what she was capable of. Eventually, he might have gotten pissed off enough at Joey's weakness to banish him, and made do with only three members. Instead, he was now presented with an opportunity to keep his killing cult at four members, and one with a pussy, no less./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He was getting ahead of himself. She was a survivor. She lived with the survivors, she traveled here with a survivor, and after Joey and Claudette quit getting handsy in the woods, she would be going back to the survivor camp. She only ACTED like a killer through and through. All she was right now was a survivor who knew how to use a knife. Yeah, she handled it well, but it wasn't against a survivor, it was against him. Being able to slit the throat of someone she viewed as an enemy was far different than slaughtering four people that were no threat at all, and were, at least right now, people she considered friends./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"But as his mind quietly argued with itself, he thought of a counterpoint. She used her skills far too well for her to have only just gotten them. The skills she only briefly demonstrated would have taken time for her to master so effectively. She was a survivor now...But had she always been? The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that at some point during her time here, she'd been a killer, just like him. Something had happened and she'd switched sides. If she had been a killer before...With the right encouragement, such as the type Frank was now thinking of giving her, she could easily learn to kill again. Could he bring her to Legion tonight? No. But if he had time to twist her into his thinking, the way he'd twisted Joey, and Susie, and Julie, eventually, he had no doubts that he could, in time./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Under his mask, Frank smiled. The thought of being challenged to get her on his side was far more enticing than if she just volunteered to join him. After all, None of the other three had been killers when he'd met them. With careful manipulation, he'd twisted them into not only worshipping and idolizing him, but doing his bidding with a mere snap of his fingers. Having them under his thumb hadn't been nearly as fun as the careful dance he'd performed to manipulate them into doing it. He hadn't used that skill in awhile. For the past few years, he hadn't been able to use it at all. Tonight felt like Christmas. He had an opportunity to not only bend someone new to his will, but replace the group's annoying dead weight in the process./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank stared at her, though with his face covered, it would be impossible for her to tell. Since her initial demonstration, she hadn't said a word, hadn't moved. Her legs were stretched out, and she seemed content to sit quietly and relax by the fire's warmth, with her point, that she was not to be fucked with, having been made. As he watched, her only movement was to occasionally wiggle her toes. If HE rushed HER right now, he'd easily get the drop on her, in her current, relaxed position, even though her blade remained out. Picking out her current state of weakness allowed him to quit being enamored by what she'd briefly shown him. He stopped looking at her as a killer, even though she once had been one, because at this moment, she was not. No, she was not a killer. He once again viewed her as he had when she'd first arrived: As prey./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Part of the reason it had been so easy to turn Joey, Julie, and Susie to his side was because he'd pegged them for what they were. Bored, angsty kids going nowhere in a dead-end town, who were secretly looking for something more. When Frank recognized that, he immediately turned on the charm and used his abilities of manipulation to give them exactly what the wanted. He convinced them that what they needed was a leader, and that leader was him. If they allowed themselves to let them do it, he would take them places. Being bored, angsty kids, they had been only too eager to follow./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"This chick would be different. She was older than all of them. Frank pegged her as late 20s, at least. She didn't look angsty at all. While he knew if he did what he earlier thought, and rushed her, She would be caught off guard like he was, but she would not just roll over for him. She would battle and she would not allow herself to be easily beaten. She'd seen the world, and wouldn't be looking for the things that had drawn the others to him so easily. She would be far more of a challenge to manipulate than the other three, but Frank wasn't intimidated. At the end of the day, she was a woman, and even the strongest women had a weakness. He just had to figure out what it was and exploit it./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She was a fighter now. But had she always been? He considered what little he knew about her, and what he'd decided himself, based on her actions./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Killing even one person took a particular mindset. Being motivated to kill four in a trial, especially four that were unarmed and doing everything they could to hide, run away, and escape, took a mindset that was even more twisted. Fighting and killing in self-defense was based on instinct. Killing the defenseless meant you were either a psychopath, a sociopath, or you had a desire for killing./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"In his own case, Frank was a sociopath. He knew it, and he was satisfied with it. He didn't get his rocks off from the hunting and killing as much as he enjoyed the power of seeing the group of four, weak people fear him and flee him. He savored the power he held over them. He felt neither love nor guilt over murdering or sacrificing them. He simply didn't care. In the real world, he knew the actions would be viewed by the law were wrong. Frank knew right from wrong, and knew what he was doing would result in his arrest if he did it at Ormond, but again, he didn't care. The final proof that he knew demonstrated that he was a sociopath was the fact that he only thought of himself, and what he wanted. He recruited his followers because making them killers was what he wanted. He claimed both the girls because he wanted them. He stole and fucked Joey's former girlfriend because he wanted to. He didn't think at all about whether or not their lives would be better off if he wasn't present in it. He didn't think at all about the actions he'd taken to brainwash Joey's former girlfriend into becoming his fuck toy. What they wanted didn't matter. If he wanted it, he took it. For awhile, he'd been content. But now this new chick was here, and now, he wanted her, for whatever he could get out of her./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She definitely wasn't a sociopath like he was, or a psychopath. He'd seen her in the trials. She was a team player and looked out for all of her teammates, sometimes to a fault. She didn't appear to show fear, and definitely treated it all like it was a game. Of course, since she kept coming back even if she was murdered or sacrificed, it was a game. It was a painful version of Mario Bros. You lost, it hurt, and then reset the level. Also, she came tonight to protect her weak little friend. A sociopath just couldn't fake that level of concern./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Still. She killed once. Why?/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"If it wasn't a mental illness, then there was only one other option. Something bad had happened to her in her past. Either she'd had a shitty childhood growing up, or something had happened to her after she got out of the house that had fucked with her mind. She's done something in the real world that had to have been nasty as Hell to bring her to this place, and based on how she used her blade, whatever trauma she'd suffered had stuck with her after she'd been brought here and she'd slaughtered the survivors, over and over, perfecting her skills, at least for awhile./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"But something happened. Maybe she was alone, and dwelled on what she was doing long enough to get over whatever had fucked her up in the first place. Once she managed to get over it enough, maybe she'd gotten guilty feelings over it and ended up on the other side. Or, maybe she'd gotten sweet on a survivor, like Joey was, and that had led to her giving it up. He hoped that wasn't the case, otherwise, she was the same dead weight that she was. It would be hard as Hell to get her back into liking killing if she would have to kill some asshole she was sweet on./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Well, hard, but not impossible. Not as impossible as trying to manipulate Joey back into the fold. After all, she had tits, he had a dick. He couldn't use all his charms on joey, because he couldn't charm someone who also had a dick, not that he'd want to anyway. Frank did not play both sides of the fence./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"But on a woman, he COULD use all of his charms. And even if she had fallen for a survivor, and that had been why she stopped being a killer, relationships ended. Joey and Susie had been together when they met him, and Frank had gotten involved with Julie. Joey and Susie's relationship had been strong. But after letting them stay for awhile in the realm, he decided he wanted Susie. By then, they were completely wrapped around his finger. He'd manipulated Julie into letting him pursue Susie as well, and then he'd used his charms to break up the other happy couple, and for the rest of their time in the realm, he'd had them both to himself. Even Joey had eventually been convinced that Frank breaking them up had been okay. His charm was that good./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"For the first time, he looked at a part of Amanda that wasn't her legs or her sheltered tits. And in the glow of the firelight, Frank saw that on the ring finger of her left hand, she was wearing an expensive looking wedding ring. Shit. She had to be with a survivor, there was no way she'd be wearing that expensive rock otherwise. She'd fallen for one of them, had somehow gotten married to the asshole, and that was why she was not a killer now. Joey two point fucking oh./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Trying to get her to be a killer again was a waste of fucking time...Or was it?/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He went through his memories of the faces of the male survivors he had encountered in the trials. As he thought of them all, he couldn't think of a single one that was better than him. Some were more attractive than others, but he easily beat them all. Plus, when she was going through whatever weak-ass crisis she'd been going through when she fell in "love" with whatever asshole she'd settled for, Frank hadn't been around. He knew that if he'd been in her life then, she'd have fallen for him rather than the current weak prick she felt she loved enough to marry. He was hot, he was young, and he was constantly horny. His sociopathic energy would have seduced her, and shown she didn't have to stop being a killer to get some dick. Oh yeah, Frank would have easily gotten his hooks into her if he'd been around then, and then fucked her into submission with his energy./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"But even though he hadn't been there then, he was here now. And he wanted her. He wanted her to be his new Legion killer, or he wanted to fuck her. If he did what he knew he could do, he could get her for both. Julie and Susie would easily be convinced to let him add her to his harem./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He outlined his game plan. First, he had to manipulate her into fucking him, by convincing her of what he already knew, that he was better for her than the fucker she was married to. Frank knew he could do it, all he'd need was a little time. Once he made her fall for him, and got her fucking him, the rest would be easy. With no survivor husband to make her think she needed to bury her natural talents to be with him, she'd want to use them again. By being with Frank, she COULD use them./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"After that, getting her into Legion and giving Joey a kick in the ass out the door would be easy. She'd welcome the chance to kill for his cult, kill for her new, hotter, better man. After that, the only thing left to manipulate her into would be allowing him to continue to fuck Julie and Susie. After all, he had a good thing going here, and he was not going to give up two pussies for one. He wanted all three. He didn't care about her relationship, he didn't care if she was happy as things were. He knew she'd be happier with him, and besides, what she wanted didn't matter. Only what he wanted mattered./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"And while breaking up a married couple would be harder than breaking up a boyfriend and girlfriend, like Joey and Susie had been, he was well aware of how strong his charms were, he knew absolutely he could manipulate her into letting it happen. All women were powerless to his charms. She may be a little older, and a little wiser, but she was stupid like all the rest. He even had proof of her stupidity. She gave up being a killer to marry a weak-ass survivor. It was a good thing she was hot, because Christ...What a fucking idiotic decision. But it was also a good thing. If she was stupid, she'd be all the more easier to manipulate./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"So what was the first move? Things hadn't gotten off to a great start. While she'd kind of just brushed it off, he'd basically said he was going to rape her earlier, and he probably would have if she hadn't shown her abilities with her blade and stopped him. He needed to do damage control, and now. What was the best way to do that? Get her talking about herself. All women loved to talk, and appreciated a man that would listen. He could easily make her believe he pretended to care about something other than his desire to fuck her and make her join his camp./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Plus, if he could get her talking, he'd be able to find out more about her past, and maybe she'd even reveal to him what fucked her up and made her a killer in the first place. Once he knew that, he could "open up" about himself, maybe lie about his own life if necessary, so his past experiences would gel more with her. Nothing got a woman's pants off more than letting her believe the guy who wanted her completely felt her pain, because he'd "suffered" the same way. He doubted whoever she was married to had a hard life. The ring on her finger wasn't cheap. If he presented himself as having a similar bad experience to the one that had set her off, it would start making him more appealing. It would show that he understood her more than the guy she was currently married to./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Weakness, he needed to find her weakness, and exploit it until she didn't hesitate to let him in her pants. After that, it would all be easy. All it would take to find it would be to pretend he really cared./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"And for yet another time that night, Frank grinned./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As the minutes of silence passed by, Amanda felt just fine. She would have talked if they talked to her, but the silent treatment was just fine in her book. After sitting for so long, she found she was was getting warm from being this close to fire. She realized it was too hot to wear the long sleeved shirt anymore and the hard wood of the log she was laying against was making her back hurt. Two birds, one stone. She had one of her tanks on underneath anyway./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Having no idea the thoughts that Frank had been having about her, and because she was just generally immodest, she simply pulled the long sleeve shirt over her head, revealing the cropped dark blue tank top she wore underneath. She folded the shirt into a square, and put it behind her back where it pressed into the log. Oh yeah, that was far more comfortable. Now that the cat was out of the bag, Amanda reasoned, there was no need to hide the blade under a sleeve anymore. She saw a broken-off limb growing out of the log next to her. Since no one was talking, she decided to provide a little amusement for herself. With an effortless slash, she chopped the limb from the log and tossed it in the fire. She realized then that she had been sitting there for all this time with the blade out, and, since the threat appeared to be gone completely, retracted the blade./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As she had done so, Frank's eyes, shielded by the mask, had been roving all over her body. Her actions, from removing the shirt to the slicing of the branch had been done without her being even conscious of it. She was finally getting bored. The knife play had just been habit. Frank was glad she had apparently overheated and she was uncomfortable. Her decision to take her shirt off allowed him to confirm that the upper half of her body was just as appealing as the lower half./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank approached her, sitting down a foot away. Now that he was closer, he could explore her in even closer detail. While she was pretty goddamn short, her body made up for it in perfect proportions. Long legs, a flat, toned stomach, and a nice set of breasts, a bit larger than what you'd usually find on a woman as thin and short as she was. Usually short girls with big tits also were on the chubby side, but this girl didn't look like she had any extra fat on her at all. Even in the darkness, with her body only lit by the firelight, he could see she had a lovely, even tan covering her exposed skin. While he'd settled with fucking the two pale girls of Legion, Frank's preference had always been for a girl who could maintain a nice, sexy tan./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank took off his mask, having finished examining every detail of her body. He pointed and finally spoke. "I 'spose we should at least know each other's names. That's Susie," Amanda followed the point of his finger with her gaze. "And that's Julie. Now that you know all of our names, it's not quite fair that we don't know yours, is it?" Frank flashed her a sly grin./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda looked at his maskless face. It was normal, just like hers. Only the eyes betrayed anything evil. They were almost black. The most distinctive thing was under his face, a black skull tattoo on his throat. She had to give him props, that was probably one of the most painful places on the body to get a tattoo of that size put on. She said, "I'm Amanda."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Do you mind if I ask you something?" He kept his voice contrite, after all, he'd threatened her. He had to keep up the illusion that he was sorry, and get her to believe he suddenly saw the error in his ways, get her to trust him. She would leave with Claudette eventually, but he already had formed a plan to secure her return in the brief time they had been speaking. Once he gained her trust, and got her to come back to his fire, then he could talk to her the way only he knew how, the way he'd talked to Joey, Julie, and Susie to bring them to his side. Tonight was about trust. After...The manipulation could truly begin./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"And what Amanda did next, she realized later, was what had really started setting things in motion. It wasn't her fault, really. She was blunt by nature, and after having told her story to the survivors that knew of her former past as the Pig, the story had become easy to tell. She was now used to talking about the horrible things that had happened to her in her life, and she started from the beginning, describing the details from her childhood because really, that truly had been what started her on her path to be a killer. Having told it over and over, she made no effort to dress it up in a bow. Her childhood had sucked ass./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Had she known what Frank was planning, she would definitely have kept the details of herself more guarded. But she didn't. Little did she know that at least at the start, Amanda was unwittingly playing into his hands./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"After he'd let her blather for awhile, feigning sympathy, Frank said, "So it all started around childhood, huh? Dad was abusive, and it followed you even after you were an adult. He taught you it was okay for guys to be assholes, and so you just kept meeting them and letting them hurt you?"/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank filed it away for later. Abusive father would tie into his own past history with foster parents, and help give him an in. Her dad sucked, his parents had too./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Eventually, he'd gotten her to tell him about what happened after she got away from her dad. She told him she'd been on drugs. Excellent. ex-druggies were also more pliable. If she was anything like the junkies he'd known, she'd probably done a lot of things she wasn't proud of, and would now hide because she was outwardly projecting an image of a sexy, in control, woman. Then she talked about some asshole that tested her and other people with traps that she'd ended up partnering with, because, unguarded in her words at the time, the natural progression of the story of her life after her drug abuse was John, because it had led her to him./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Holy SHIT. Serial killer father stand-in? This chick had immense daddy issues. Once again, he could see she had obviously worked hard to bury them, and it would be possible to dig them back up and get her feeling bad about herself once again to help get that killer rage building inside of her once more. The important thing was that despite all of her progress to reinvent herself, she'd been broken once, and anyone who was broken could be manipulated into anything, with the right coaching. The fact that she'd teamed up temporarily with a man who had tried to kill her, and adopted him as a mentor and father figure showed she could be manipulated into a follower. HIS follower. Frank was a master manipulator, and coaxing her into his realm would be a masterpiece of his achievements./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"When she got sad describing certain events, he turned on the sympathy, getting her to admit and reveal even more. He'd made supportive gestures, sometimes squeezing her hand, rubbing her shoulder, a few times he'd taken the risk and gently patted and stroked her smooth, bare thigh, relishing the way it felt. Amanda was immersed in telling her story, and paid little attention to his hands on her./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"At least that's what he thought. But inwardly, Amanda was suddenly beginning to suspect something was up. After all, John had trained her. She wasn't quite sure what he was up to, but she let it slide for the moment while she tried to figure out his game./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Julie noticed his handsyness as well. She got more and more resentful of the way he touched her. The way her hair looked long and lustrous and the way Frank still stole looks at her perfectly built, tanned, and slender body as she spoke. It was the way he looked at both her and Susie. She felt jealous he was also looking this way at a third women he just barely knew, yet she remained obsessively under his control, even at that contradictory moment in her mind, and let him continue to stare at her and touch her without a single word. It was fine, she told herself. She loved him and he loved her. He'd told her so./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Over time, not only did Julie love him deeply, she loved being of use to him and serving him. She'd welcomed him sexually before the realm, and once he'd revealed this place filled him with energy to share with her, she'd been eager to feel it. She'd even been eager when he said he indended to share it with Susie, who had been present with them that first time he'd shared it with Julie, and had watched with a smile on her face as he took Susie in the spot on the bed that he'd taken her in only moments before, and felt a rush or excitement as he'd screamed in orgasm before he filled Susie with his newly-acquired energy./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She reasoned that Frank's touching of Amanda was because something inside of her needed Frank's energy, just as there was something inside of both her and Susie that needed the energy Frank held. If Frank felt that he needed to share his energy with this new woman, she knew she would let him do it, as would Susie. She might still resent Amanda, this woman who had lived long enough in the real world to fill out the right portions of her body completely, while exercising and keeping herself slender and sexy, but she also trusted Frank's judgment completely, and knew there was a reason that he was doing what he was doing. It was clear. He was first gaining her trust, and then he would try to bring her to his side. Frank knew everything, she did not. He saw something in her that was making him do this, even if Julie was too stupid to see it herself./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She stood and motioned to Susie. "If you don't mind, we're going to hang out in the cabin. This log is getting uncomfortable." She stared first at Susie, and then at Frank, letting him know clearly that she was doing what she was doing to help him, by leaving him alone with Amanda so he could continue to keep getting her to trust him./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank winked from behind Amanda's head, out of her view, and her heart fluttered. He knew, and he loved her for taking the initiative to leave him alone with Amanda. He replied, "Well I don't want to leave her out here by the fire all by herself, so I'll stay with her until Claudette and Joey get back." Julie nodded and she and Susie went into their cabin./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Alarm bells were starting to ring in Amanda's head, but what they were ringing for, she still didn't know. All she knew was the exit of the girls was a part of whatever Frank was planning, so he could be alone with her. While she was guarded, she wasn't frightened. The blade was on her wrist, and with one twist, she could slice his throat if he even looked at her funny. Frank turned his attention back to her now that the girls had departed, and prompted her to continue her story, so she described the events that initially brought her to the realm, and nodded his head in sorrow./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She cursed herself for the fact that describing this part of her life made her eyes teary. Frank put an arm around her, and while her first instinct was to immediately shake him off, she resisted it. She didn't know exactly what he was up to, but she found herself determined to find out. Still, just in case, she moved her right arm into a position where it would be easier to slash Frank if needed./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank made sure the arm around her shoulders appeared to be a gesture full of compassion. He was her friend, it told her. It was okay. He liked the way she felt next to his body, and had to restrain himself from getting hard from the thought of pulling her shorts off and taking her against the log right now, sliding into her, which he had no doubts felt glorious, and savoring a quick fuck in the warm glow of the fire./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It was too early. He knew that. Making an attempt like that right now would cause him to lose much of the progress he had made so far. But her weeping and emotional issues that she was showing demonstrated that he'd already made much more progress than he anticipated, and was completely sure now that eventually, she would fall for him and let him fuck her./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As Frank kept his arm resting gently around her shoulders, Amanda felt for a moment like Dustin Hoffman in "The Graduate." 'Mr. Morrison...You're trying to seduce me..." The arm around her shoulder had supposed to have been natural, but the more she thought about the way in which he'd done it, it now felt completely felt like the guy at the movie theater who stretches before dropping his arm on his date's shoulder. She should know, she'd been on the receiving end of it more than once. Still, something inside her kept her playing along, and she let him think she was stupid enough to fall for it. Besides, if his interest in her was sexual, any seduction thoughts should be shot down once she moved to the next phase of her story./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She smiled for real while she talked about Jake, and she raised her hand to glance at the wedding ring on her finger as she spoke./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank didn't like the way she looked at the ring. To him, it was just a symbol of her stupidity and acceptance of her weakness. He needed to make her see it for what it truly was, virtually a chain preventing her from being the killer he knew she should be. "It must be hard, married to a man you used to kill. No wonder you felt like you had to give up killing. Hard for a guy to fall in love with you enough to marry you if you're regularly killing him." Frank chuckled. "But the worst part is, even if he's told you he forgives you...Even if he says he's completely over it, you know he's probably not. Guys never are."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda let her face fall, "He says he forgives me, but it's hard for me to believe him." It wasn't a lie. She DID believe Jake, because she could see it in his eyes, but guilt was a crazy thing sometimes. But more importantly, as the words fell out of her mouth, she said them in the way she did because she had an inkling it was what Frank wanted to hear. She was doing to figure the whole game out, even if she had to play the fool in order to do it. This was totally a game now, and it was a fucking game she was going to win. And why wouldn't she? After all, she'd played two and won when the stakes were for her life./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank tilted her head to stare into her eyes. "I understand. I understand completely. I understand the guilt, even though it's obvious you've changed so much for him to make up for it. But even with all that changing, you'll always be from a different world than he is. You were a killer, not only in this realm, but outside of it. He never has been. He'll never understand completely what drove you to do it. He'll never understand what went through your mind to make you do it. I do obviously, because I'm sure the things that went through your mind are similar to the ones that went through my own."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Son of a BITCH, Amanda thought. He doesn't care one iota that I'm fucking married. He's even trying to get me to doubt how strong our fucking marriage is. I know it. I know that's EXACTLY what he's fucking trying to do here. What is his fucking game? He just wants to fuck me? I mean, I'm 36, but Jake thinks I'm fucking hot, so I guess this punk kid might think I'm hot enough to try and score and easy lay. But is that all he's after? She considered for a moment. Well, shit. The only way I'm going to know for sure is if I play along./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda nodded and immediately slipped back into the habits she'd perfected so well. Lying completely, and convincingly. "You're right. You're completely right. If I'd met him before all this, even when I was just taking drugs, it would have been better. But in the back of my mind, I'm constantly terrified that one day he'll wake up and realize, that despite all the changes I've made, and all the good I've done, that he can't spend the rest of his life with a murderer. HIS murderer. But I'm so desperate to keep him that sometimes I just let him order me around."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"If he was going to completely ignore that she was married, as he seemed intent on doing, and completely ignore her ring, she might as well plant the seed of marital unhappiness to embolden him to get to the point of whatever it was he was doing here, Amanda thought./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She cried. Or pretended to. She needed to think of a past person or memory to serve as a trigger when she needed to cry on command. But it was convincing enough that Frank pulled her in and held her close in a tender embrace. "Shhh...I understand you Amanda. I understand your fear, I truly do."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It was a very good thing that, just for a moment, he couldn't see the expression on her face as it was pressed into his shoulder./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""That's how he and I differ," Frank continued. "I understand what made you do it, because it drove me to kill too. It still does." He squeezed her gently. "And sometimes I feel like you do. I want to stop, but fear that if I don't do what I was seemingly brought here to do, I'll be sent away, or killed for failure. So I keep going," he lied. "No matter how close you are, it's the one thing about you he'll never fully understand. It's still a part of you, even if you fear it. A bigger part than you realize. But that's how he and I differ. I understand it, I understand you, It's a part of you I'll always have a better understanding of than he will. It must be terrifying to be married to a man who will never understand that huge part of you, rather than a man like me, who understands it and will never judge you for it."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Bull fucking shit. She thought. She saw the way he ran the camp with an iron first when she'd first walked into it. She saw the black evilness of his eyes, entirely different from the bright blue eyes of John. Fuck, the prick had made a threat to rape her. did he think she forgot that? Did he truly think she was a complete fucking idiot? Ugh, it was getting hard to even be this close to him, let alone keep playing the fragile dipshit woman. Amanda buried her head in his chest, nodding, and pretending she was weeping. It gave her a chance to let out some of her anger in a murderous expression of hate./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank grinned. Despite her hard edge, she was a complete emotional wreck. She was going to be far easier to turn to his side than he'd anticipated. He'd played it perfectly. He'd gotten her talking, and gotten her to trust him so much that she'd spilled everything. He knew what bothered her, knew all about her husband, and he was filing every bit of it away to use as he continued to manipulate her./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He pushed her onto her back and laid beside her, pressed against her firm, luscious body. He told his story, faking the sadness and the tears when it was appropriate, establishing his childhood was terrible, like hers. No father figure. He wept hard talking about his sadness of not having a father./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda was barely listening, instead focusing on the way he'd used the opportunity for telling his sob story to roll on her back. She was barely able to hide her contempt. She eventually forced herself to put her arm around him and he suddenly went further, rolling on top of her, between her legs as their bellies pressed together and he "broke down completely and sobbed," pressing his face into her tits. What in the actual fuck. It was such a ridiculous move that for a moment her mind just froze./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As Amanda was virtually stunned to immobility, Frank was savoring the way it felt to have his crotch pressed against hers, so close. It was one of the ways he'd fuck her after she was his. If he'd been just a little more sure, he'd have removed his pants and her shorts and dived into her, mending their "broken hearts in their losses" by slowly thrusting and emptying his nuts inside of her. He hoped briefly that she'd suddenly pull his lips to hers and they'd begin passionately kissing. If she had, he would have stripped her naked, sure it was a sign, and had her. But she just laid there with him on her until he stopped "weeping."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He kept his crotch firmly against hers as he told her a few more lies and wrapped up his story, shedding tears, occasionally pretending he needed to shift so he could grind into her a little./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"******************************************************************************************************/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The Entity, even though it had told Amanda otherwise, had eventually been curious enough to see what was happening at the Legion camp. It had massed itself there and seeing Amanda holding the blade pressed to Morrison's throat pleased him. He'd returned her abilities, and she'd effectively put them to the proper use./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Immediately after, the Entity had secretly entered Morrison's mind, curious to observe the thoughts there after Amanda had momentarily bested him. The more it observed, the more troubled it became./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"After the departure of the two girls, the more it watched the scene unfold, and listened to Morrison's thoughts and observed his actions, the more it questioned Amanda's reaction to Morrison's questionable behavior. Multiple times the Entity had expected to see her make the blade appear and press it to Morrison's throat as he'd seen her do when the Entity had first arrived. But every time, it remained sheathed. Amanda even allowed the Entity to be surprised. Frank had rolled on top of her, and it had expected to see her bathed in Morrison's blood almost immediately. Instead, she had allowed him to remain there. The Entity discovered that her lack of action left it displeased./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Having witnessed what it had, The Entity knew very well that Morrison was lying and manipulating her, with the end goal of trying to get her to join the ranks of Legion, and engage in physical relations with her. Morrison, it saw, was actively trying to incite her to physical relations with him right now, though Amanda was clearly not interested in reciprocating. At least not at this present time. But Amanda's lack of response hadn't stopped Morrison from continuing to try, and he remained on her in a position similar to the way the meat had their physical relations./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Even though the Entity was unable to believe that Amanda would be so unintelligent as to be manipulated by Morrison's words and actions to joining the Legion killers if he asked her, the mere thought that Amanda had done something to make Frank believe he could eventually ask her to was troubling. As much as it had enjoyed seeing Amanda kill, it was displeasing to think of her returning to the killer realm and doing it because she was manipulated into doing so. If it wanted her to kill, it could have manipulated her itself when she was beginning to waver. It hadn't. It had let the situation play out to the way it had. She had free will, and she chose her path./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Moreover, the Entity thought as a rage built inside of it, the Entity ITSELF decided the killers of the realm, not Morrison. Even if he was successful in convincing Amanda of resuming her killing ways, the Entity had no intention of allowing her to do so. The way Morrison was thinking that he had the right to make the decision for himself, without even consulting with the Entity beforehand was extremely displeasing. He should know his place, the Entity had shown him plenty of times./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"With his favorite survivor giving off such strange signals, it decided it could no longer sit and watch. It needed to know what she was thinking. It had told her before that a killer using it's abilities to manipulate a survivor to their will was completely unacceptable, and that was what Frank was attempting to do now. It was a complete violation of the unspoken, and now spoken, rules of the realm. The Entity entered her mind, and found it was entirely blank. Amanda was thinking nothing. The Entity felt compelled to speak to her. "He's lying to you. He's manipulating you. He wants to engage you in physical relations right at this moment."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"And Amanda thought back to him almost immediately. "I know. It's not happening. He's up to something and I wanna figure out what it is. He seems to be swooping on me when I act wounded. I dunno how long you've been here but I can fill you in on anything you missed if you want me to."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"And the Entity removed itself from Amanda's head and laughed. For all the speaking it did of how much its intelligence was vastly superior to the other beings in the realm, it had to admit in this instance, it had been fooled. How could it give the human it had chosen to be its voice, and represent it in the Legion realm tonight, such little credit. Amanda of course already knew exactly what Morrison was up to, and was simply playing along./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"But, it realized, that was why it had been temporarily fooled. It was well aware of Amanda's past, and she was a master manipulator in her own right. She'd made a calculated decision to allow things to transpire and see for herself, and her thought had indicated she was planning to inform him of everything upon her return to her cabin. Even though she had no need to, it had seen all of the situation itself, Amanda was, as always, dutiful, and felt that something was taking place that the Entity needed to be informed of. The Entity chuckled again. The killer who believed himself the master manipulator was the one being manipulated himself./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It was going to be an interesting conversation. She had been correct when she thought to it that this was a situation the Entity needed to be aware of. Things were taking place in this Legion realm that were going to need to be addressed. If it progressed to a certain threshold that the Entity had set, those issues would need to be addressed, harshly./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He was almost there and he knew it. Their faces were hovering over each other. In another few seconds, he would lower his face into the kiss, and then he'd take her. She may not stay after, but if he fucked her now, she'd be putty in his hands later. He almost smiled at the thought of her walking back to the survivor camp filled with his seed, and knowing it was because she'd bought his manipulations hook, line, and sinker. He began to lower his face to hers when there was a rustle in the trees./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Immediately Amanda pushed him off and resumed a chaste position against the log, putting her long-sleeved shirt back on. Cursing in his mind, Frank went back to his tree. She was staring at the fire, with Frank far away, right as Joey and Claudette emerged from the trees./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The Entity watched it all and roared in gales of inhuman laughter. Claudette and Joey's timing couldn't have been any more perfect./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank glowered, and his dick was tingling. He wanted to murder Joey right there. Why the fuck had he come back right then? He had been so close to emptying his balls in the sexy fool. Now he'd have to wait. FUCK./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Claudette said, "Ready to go?" Amanda nodded innocently, slipping her sandals on her cute little feet and standing up. Frank watched, practically salivating. His, she had almost been his. His dick had been right outside of her cunt. FUCK Joey. FUUUCK. But he'd get her back. He knew how./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Joey said to Claudette. "Will you come back again?" Claudette nodded. Joey didn't look at Frank, and that added to his anger./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Frank looked at Claudette and spoke, "You'll always be welcome here, but you'd best bring Amanda with you again as a chaperone. It may be important to your safety. She spoke highly of you, and convinced me that you and Joey deserve a shot, but Susie and Julie are less than convinced. If she's present, I think things will be okay."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Claudette looked at Amanda. "Would you?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda turned her back to Joey and Claudette and forced herself to glance at Frank and keep the illusion going. "Of course."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Then they departed, and Frank looked at Amanda's perfect ass as it disappeared into the trees./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"FUCK./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He didn't say a word to Joey. He disappeared into the girl's cabin and hate fucked Julie and Susie until he was exhausted. It didn't take long. While there were multiple layings, none lasted longer than eight minutes./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The Entity was still massed invisibly at the camp. It was displeased. No one had noticed, not even Amanda, who was making her way with Claudette back to the camp as Morrison noisily let out his frustrations./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Morrison had ordered her to return in order for Claudette to continue seeing Joey./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It wasn't Morrison's place to make that type of command. He may still be unaware of the Entity's earlier decision regarding all survivor-killer relationships, but Claudette had been allowed to attend with the Entity's knowledge. Amanda's presence was further proof of that. She was free to enter this realm and meet with Joey as often as she pleased, if the Entity chose to allow her, which it had./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Further, Amanda's presence there was at the pleasure of the Entity. Had it not told her to attend, Claudette would have arrived tonight alone. Morrison had commanded the Entity's representative to return if Claudette wanted to continue to see Joey. THE ENTITY'S REPRESENTATIVE. Amanda being Amanda, she had had simply agreed./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It was a small infraction on Morrison's part, to be clear, but it was added to a number of others that the Entity had witnessed first-hand. Was it enough for swift action and punishment? Not yet. But now that she had pledged herself to return, the Entity was now more and more interested to observe Morrison, and see what else he intended to do. So far, Morrison had wild thoughts, but hadn't fully acted. Even his plans to recruit Amanda could be just, as the humans referred to it as, a pipe dream./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The Entity was not in the habit of punishing mere thoughts. But if Morrison's thoughts turned into actions...The punishment would be swift and merciless. Even Kruger had the sense to attempt his nightmare in Amanda during a trial. The way Morrison had behaved tonight indicated he gave no thought to the wishes and rules of the being that brought him here at all./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It moved, carrying itself to the survivor's realm./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"******************************************************************************************/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Claudette told Amanda a few of the details of the date, and said Joey had been very sweet and would keep letting her go in their trials. She was worried about the others' reactions, but happy she could return to the Legion realm as she pleased to see him./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda's killer powers had disappeared, as promised when she crossed into the realm./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"They parted ways and Amanda sauntered into her own cabin. Because she maintained a relationship of complete honesty with Jake, she told him everything that happened, and that she did so to take the killer that believed himself to be a master manipulator down a few pegs. She had no intentions of sex, and would not do so. She expressed sorrow that the two girls in the camp were in league with Frank because she felt he had done to them what he tried to do to her. She also said she firmly believed Joey had been manipulated in a similar way, and if things progressed the way they were, Claudette would be a good influence on him, the way Jake had been the perfect influence on Amanda./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake had been confused at first, but the more he heard of her story, the more impressed he found himself to be, and the funnier it got. He let out hysterical laughter at her avoidance of the kiss./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Frank was totally wrong. And you knew it but played along. I know and understand how you became a killer, unlike he said. I also understand that you burying that killer instinct is because you chose to. It's not for me, it's for yourself. And since I've always had an unfulfilled fantasy of a dangerous girl, the fact that you once possessed them, and that they remain dormant in you, provides a bit of danger."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake shook his head angrily, "He's wrong. It doesn't take a killer to know a killer. A man that loves her, and doesn't care about them knows her equally well. I understand and love everything about you, the good and the bad, because the bad shaped you into the good you are now. I definitely understand why you did what you did."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda took his face in her hands. "I know all that, Jake. I told you, I didn't believe a word of it, I just pretended to so I could see where he went with it. I've never felt more loved, and understood, by anyone else in the world."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She kissed him. Jake grinned. "You are definitely an expert manipulator, and it must have been a complete rush to dust it off and use it against someone who possesses it as well, and know that you were beating him at his own game."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""FUUUUCK YES," Amanda said, almost in orgasmic bliss. "And he's SUCH an asshole. He thinks he's some kind of God, like I'm sure Manson did. That's who he reminded me of, just more hands-on. The motherfucker had hand-signals that he used to command the girls. Can you believe that shit? Fucking hand signals." Jake was shaking his head in disgust. "He had one of them so fucking obsessed with him she actually made an excuse to leave us alone so he could keep trying to indoctrinate me. And she took the other girl with her."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She shook her head. "I didn't go there planning to do it at all. But the hand signals pissed me off. And once he saw my powers as a killer were restored, and what I could do with them, it was like he flipped a switch, from wanting me to leave, to wanting me to stay and turning on the charm. But you know why I kept it going and let it get a bit deep?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake shrugged. "Tell me."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""I've worked so hard to be strong. And I feel it. And yet, as soon as he started in, I knew that even seeing I had similar skills, he believed I was some big-titted moron that was fragile and broken, and that he could manipulate. He looked at me and believed that he could just make me putty in his hands, and turn me into another toy to fuck and do his bidding. He didn't see who I truly am, he saw an idiot."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She looked at him, enraged so much that tears were leaking from her eyes. "I'm not incredibly book smart. I barely graduated high school and never once went to a college class. But I'm still intelligent, and I do have John to thank for some of that. For him to look at me and think that I was truly stupid, and that I'd throw away a relationship of over two decades and a marriage with a man who loves me and needs me, and who *I* love and need, just because he said a bunch of sweet-talking words...The fact that he's such an asshole that he'd work overtime to fuck up everything we've built together and try to make me kill again just because I'm a hot piece of ass he wants to fuck, and for the satisfaction of knowing he manipulated me into killing...That pissed me off so fucking much, Jake. He's so full of himself and what *he* wants that he would fuck up our lives and our happiness just so I could be one of three holes he got to fuck when he was horny."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She was shaking in rage. "What a fucking piece of shit." Jake looked at her. She had a mouth like a sailor when she was pissed off. Of course, she liberally dropped F bombs when not pissed, but if you angered her, she turned into a character from a Tarantino film. Jake actually found it kind of sweet, seeing his beautiful, dainty wife develop a potty mouth that would make even Mr. Blonde blush./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake moved over to her and wrapped her in his arms. "I get it. I'm fucking pissed myself...You needed a guy that gave you the support to break you out of the chains of the past that depress you and bring you down. He wants to take that away from you too. I mean, look at how far you've come in our relationship. Yet I know that you still aren't done. You still need my support, and you probably always will. He'd be happy turning you to his side and taking away from you, what I believe, is one of the biggest supports you have in your life. Me. He'd willingly let you be dragged down by the remaining guilt and depression you sometimes feel because it suits him. And then he'd use you when he needed, and leave you to suffer in your guilt and emotional issues and do absolutely zero to help you. I'd like to see the son of a bitch humiliated also, and if there's a way I can help, I will."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda considered for a moment. "You need to come with me next week. I'm sure Frank is already planning to get me out of my shorts. Having you as a buffer will drive Frank nuts," Amanda suggested. Also...I dropped a hint tonight that you were controlling. I'm not sure why, my mind was going a mile a minute, but for some reason, I threw it out there just to plant the seed. He didn't go much into it, but next week, playing up that you're controlling might give him even more confidence to pursue his game to the end so we can humiliate him."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Neither were sure what the endgame was, but for now, the getting there would be most of the fun./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Then the Entity spoke for the first time. It's tone was decidedly less jovial than usual./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Instead of doing what you plan next week just for your amusement, consider it now as a request from me."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda and Jake shared a look. "Is something wrong?" Amanda asked it. It had been concerned enough to actually talk to her tonight and issue a warning of what Frank was doing./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Yes. However, the extent of the unfavourability remains to be seen. Morrison has done things tonight to earn my disfavor. You played into him, of course, well enough that you even convinced me that you were being beguiled by his charms. As you are well aware, I am not easily fooled."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda felt a wave of nervousness. "Did I do something wrong?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Not at all, the Entity replied. "In fact, I am pleased you had the foresight to play into the charade. You have exposed a potential liability in this realm. One that I can now take action to rectify. Further examination of Morrison's actions, with the assistance of you and Jake, will allow me to determine the level of punishment that is delivered. He has many displeasing thoughts based on his position in the realm. The punishment will be determined by how many of those thoughts he turns into actions. Still, I am troubled."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake arched a brow. "Why?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Because I'm not sure any punishment I can issue will truly be damaging, short of expulsion from the realm. Even if that takes place, I don't anticipate he will learn anything from the experience. All of the killers feed on their power and control, but Morrison's arrogance extends beyond even Krueger." It paused. "You are aware I am sure, that next week, even with Jake's presence, it may not be enough to prevent contact from him that is a bit more physical."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake looked at Amanda, and still not mastering the whole thinking to the Entity technique, spoke aloud. "How important would you say it is that you find out what you need to know?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The Entity was silent for a moment. "I've not had to banish anyone from the realm in its entire existence. Everyone who has left was allowed to leave because their purpose was served. If Morrison continues down this path, his removal is guaranteed, I will not hesitate."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Amanda asked it, "How far down it does he need to go?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Manipulation into intimacy would of course result in my twisting of his body in a variety of painful and displeasing ways. It would be at your own discretion how much you would allow yourselves to pretend to be manipulated into by him. Even if you are playing into it, he will believe that he is doing the manipulation, and will not know you are allowing him to, so he would be punished harshly. If he verbally asks you to join Legion, and trains you in any way, I will twist him, and then expel him."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake asked, "Why not do it now? I mean, he's thinking about it."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The Entity chuckled. "If I expelled everyone in the realm who had a displeasing thought about me, or in a killer's case, expelled every one of them for thinking of playing outside the rules, or using their powers in a way that is not allowed, the only beings that would remain in this realm are you and Amanda, and potentially the meat Ash and his Jane. All of the male killers at one point or another have thought of assaulting the female survivors sexually. Some of the female killers have thought of doing so to the males...And in some cases, the females. All of them have considered killing or hurting you beyond the methods which they are allowed, with the powers they have been restricted from using. However, they all remain simply thoughts. They remain in line because they know the consequences. Besides, they are the embodiment of evil. They enjoy slaughtering you. Naturally the thoughts they have are as equal as their actions in how evil they are. So far, only Krueger has been emboldened enough to go further, and I firmly believe now that he has completely learned his lesson."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""I sympathize with your position due to your matrimony, and understand why it is discomforting to know your wife is in the presence of a man thinking of having relations with her, and may, in an effort to maintain a convincing charade, allow the man to believe she wishes to reciprocate, and potentially show it through limited actions. However, like all of the other killers, he is evil, so this is to be expected. Hence I am allowing him to remain in existence, unaware of my displeasure at his thoughts and plans of recruitment. I will have no hesitation removing him from the realm the second that he takes physical and verbal action to recruit and train her, against my wishes and without my permission, into Legion. Because that act will be a complete and total violation of the abilities available to him. It is NOT his decision who is a killer in this realm, and who is not. He believes he can simply replace Joey with you, and send Joey to the survivor realm, again, a complete violation and a display of his lack of respect."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""If it remains in his thoughts, he will remain in this realm. However, I remain displeased. These thoughts are, what I consider, beyond the others that I have been party to, simply because they show a complete lack of respect for my realm and my powers. He believes completely that it is within his abilities to recruit you. If you would continue allowing him to believe that, It would be satisfying to give him a demonstration of how wrong he is. But that would require Amanda to put herself into a position of pliancy with Morrison. I can completely understand if that is beyond your level of comfort. However. I will speak frankly because it is the two of you I am speaking to."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""My request of you to continue this game is mostly personal in nature. I have an undeniably high opinion of my abilities, abilities that you have shown time and time again the respect which they deserve. The fact that this killer is demonstrating a complete lack of respect for those same abilities, and believes he possesses them himself, is extremely displeasing. It...Belittles me. I wish to punish him severely, and if you continue to allow him to, as you humans say, hang himself, I can achieve that goal. I am cruel, I could punish him terribly for what he has thought so far, but I am fair. I understand that it would be from revenge, and I have already allowed other killers in this realm to think negatively, though not quite in the manner that Frank has, and have left them unpunished. Punishing him without his taking physical action would not be fair. Still, I am displeased with him, and it is apparent you share in my displeasure. If Amanda continues her her game, it will serve us both. Amanda will be able to humiliate him by revealing she was manipulating him all along, and I will punish him as severely as his infractions warrant."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake looked at her, and his next words to her, in Amanda's mind, showed her not only how much he trusted her, but cared for her well-being. It also showed the respect it had for the Entity, and his understanding of the importance of what it was asking./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Can you handle it?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He was agreeing to let her go further and do what she needed to do, and essentially promising her that he understood and would not be angry. It was certainly not easy for a husband to allow his wife to carry on flirtations with another man, even if they were trying to dupe him, yet he was willing due to the obvious importance, and because he knew her so deeply that he was fully aware everything was an act. So...Amanda nodded./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Jake spoke again. "We're in. If she can handle it, so can I. You've done a Hell of a lot for us, and this is kind of a way to pay you back a little for that, and get some revenge out of it ourselves. We'll work together and try to get him to recruit her into Legion. I get that expulsion has to be over something major, because yeah, He and all the other things that hunt us are evil killers. So we'll make it happen, Whatever it takes."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""That is more than satisfactory," The Entity said, and then it left them./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Neither of them knew at that time how much it would take to secure that Legion invitation. Neither of them guessed how much they'd need their revenge on Frank once the events had unfolded to allow her to secure it. And neither of them knew at that moment exactly just how much it would end up taking. But they would soon find out./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As they cuddled on the couch, Amanda said something that made Jake sick to his stomach./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""I wonder who the Plague wants to fuck?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"In Jake's mind, it was a question best left unanswered, especially if, God forbid, the answer was himself./p