And once again, the day after Frank's follies started much the same way as every other with snuggles, laughing, and a bit of sex. They were now up for the day, and the sun shone on Amanda's shoulders as she walked barefoot on the grass a short distance from her cabin, waiting for the Entity to reply to her. She stared into the sunlight, or, at least, the brilliant recreation of it. As always, it was lovely. She felt better. Honestly, she felt great. She'd never have imagined it at one point last night when it felt like Frank was ramming a hot poker in her asshole. Now, it seemed a distant memory, miles away, despite the fact that her husband had to piss her off beyond any level she'd ever been at in order to keep her from getting melancholy last night.
She thought, "I guess I've lost favorite status. The party you are trying to reach does not answer...Leave a voicemail..."
In a tone that from a human, would sound sardonic, the Entity said, "The match was down to the Nurse and the meat Ash. It was her vs. him, death or the hatch. I did not know Williams had it in him to run so fast. He escaped. Now you have my full attention. It pleases me to see you recovered fully. I have only one question for you. After all that you've suffered in order to gain revenge for yourself and myself...Do you feel any regrets?"
"None." Amanda answered honestly. Six days, and checkmate. She paused. "You were serious last night? I was awake, but a little tired, and I wanted to ask now, when I'm fully alert. You're really gonna let me kill Frank? I can do that?"
"In terms of simple mechanics, yes. I informed you once, though I do not recollect when, that I kept the killers separated in an effort to keep them isolated so they would remain unfeeling and uncaring and not lose the hatred and the evil they bore inside themselves, thus weakening in their desire to continue the process of sacrificing survivors. I told you that allowing the killers to have a camaraderie might make them less effective. As you were isolated in the Gideon realm, it made sense to you. Besides, it was perfectly true. That is a reason. However, it was not the only reason."
It paused. "The other reason, which I will inform you of now, is that, while you do not possess the strength or ability to murder a killer in your present state of a survivor, they possess the ability to murder themselves, and you possess the ability when you are the Pig in the Legion realm. If Michael Myers and Anna, whom you refer to as the Huntress, had been allowed to fight each other, not only would they have been able to significantly wound each other, but one could have killed the other, depending on who gained the upper hand. Your abilities as the Pig made you particularly lethal to a survivor. Had you been allowed to share the realm and fight with the killer you hate, Bubba, his chainsaw would have been just as lethal to you as your knife would have been to him, if you had inserted it into his body in the proper areas."
Amanda's eyebrow arched. "Why can't they simply just heal?"
The Entity told her, "Just because I possess the abilities to make it a possibility, doesn't mean using my powers in that particular way would be useful. I simply do not give them the ability to heal from wounds sustained in an attack. They only regenerate from the damage that I would inflict upon you and them for their failures, and the regeneration process is automatic. To put it plainly, it was a waste of my time to create the ability for the killers to heal, when the only party they ever faced in this realm were four humans that could do no physical damage to them whatsoever. With the added precaution of keeping every killer confined to its own realm, and furthermore, putting them in a dormant state when a killer from another realm was allowed to hunt in their own, it made a wound healing ability in the killers all the more meaningless."
"Besides, to cite the example I shared with you previously. If a situation had arisen where you and Bubba were sharing the same realm, and engaged in a fight to the death, who would do the healing for you? If Bubba had wounded you to the point where you were disabled, he would then merely finish you off. If the alternate scenario were in place, would you stop inflicting fatal wounds on Bubba whilst in the middle of a battle to the death in order to heal him? You would not of course. It makes the ability doubly meaningless. It is different in a survivor match. If one is injured, there are up to three others who are available to heal the injured survivor, until they are sacrificed completely or removed from the playing field. There would not be other killers available for healing if two killers decided to fight to the death.
"But if I can kill him, that means he could kill me, correct?"
"That is just so. I have a, as you humans would say, safety net if Morrison had you at the brink of death, though I do not believe you would need it. After all, you are privy to information he does not possess. When you arrive at the camp again in six Earth days, you will know you are traveling there to murder him. He will not. You are crafty, and cunning, no matter how much being a survivor has changed you. I have no doubts whatsoever that you will be able to incapacitate him due to that craftiness, cunning, and the element of surprise, at which point you can end his life, as quickly or slowly, and as easily, or painfully, as you choose. In the human vernacular, he won't see it coming, especially with Jake present. He will be expecting you to cease his life, and will never deduce you are there to cease his own."
The Entity spoke powerfully, "I am certain you are wondering why this will happen as I have planned. I am allowing this for two reasons. The first is simple," The Entity told her. "What happened to you last night, and the nights before, was in part due to the fact that I wanted you to. The things he inflicted upon you were beyond what I could have considered. While I only heard it described, rather than witnessing it for myself...He was...Brutal. Brutal in a way that I do not accept in this realm. On your sofa last night, I could sense your pain. It was a far different pain than what you face in the trials. Because you suffered through that pain by, in-part, doing my bidding, it is fair that you are allowed not only to inflict pain upon him in return, but also experience the satisfaction of his death by your own hand."
"The other reason is slightly more complex. Despite not possessing the abilities of the Pig for over two decades, when you were forced to use a part of them last night, I could see you felt...Displeased. This will allow you to, as the humans say, cleanse the palate. You will regain full possession of the abilities that you loathe, and which make you feel guilty for once possessing, one more time. However, rather than use them in the way you are no longer able, for this final time they are in your possession, you will be using them to cease the negative existence of Morrison. Then when you return to your camp, with the abilities no longer a part of you, your most recent memory will be for the positive action you used them for, by gaining the ultimate revenge on this man who has hurt you, and whom you hate, even more than the man named Hoffman. My hope is that it will allow you to reconcile the part of you that was once the Pig, with the person you are now."
As she thought about it, everything the Entity had told her made complete sense, and it would be pretty fucking epic to be a Pig for good, rather than a Pig for evil.
"Of course it makes sense. I am a God," the Entity told her, matter-of factly, drawing a smile to her lips as he read her mind. However, there was one thing left that was gonna be a major issue.
Reading her mind again, the Entity said, "You are in need of something from me. Ask for it. It will be granted."
She looked at the trees. "The two girls. Julie, Susie. They are in deep. Like a human cult. They love him, and they hang on his every word. I think there's gonna be problems with them if they quit Frank cold turkey, without having any idea what he truly is. I'm not sure I even know what he truly is. One thing is for damn sure, if they're on his side when I make my move to kill him, they're gonna get in the way and fuck everything up. I don't want to hurt them, but I don't think even being the Pig is enough if I'm facing a three-on-one."
"You are correct, seeing into his mind, and seeing into their minds, they have no inkling at all to his true nature. Only the one named Joey is questioning him, though not enough to part ties with him completely. As you so inelegantly stated, they are...In deep," The Entity replied. "He makes plans for you. I've told you some of them. Last night, he believed you to be the key to making Legion all powerful. Logically, it makes sense why. Your stealth capabilities as your former role, in their group setting, would make them more powerful killers as a group. However, by doing so, he will belittle the abilities of Susie and Julie by raising you upon a pedestal, which may cause friction between them."
Amanda shook her head. "That's not enough. They idolize him. They won't care if he favors me as a killer. He'll convince them that me being better than them will improve their standing and is for the greater good."
The Entity was quiet for a moment. "He also has designs for you to be his queen. Naturally, his plan was to put all his attention into you if you actually had joined them. They would be left with the scraps, and he looked forward to convincing them to love it, because they were stupid. And of course his claims to possess an energy that can only be shared from himself to them through sexual intercourse is a complete fabrication."
Convince the girls Frank was using them and didn't love them. Convince them that as soon as she arrived at the camp, Frank would ignore them almost entirely so he could fuck her instead of them. "It's not the greatest, but it's something. Is there any way for them to find out his thoughts?"
The Entity's tone changed to sarcasm. "Hardly a challenge at all for a God. I can allow them to hear any thought he made in his head. As I have informed you before, one of these days I expect you to ask for something that will be a test of my abilities... You have earned it."
Amanda suddenly darted behind a tree. Claudette was outside their cabin door, seemingly looking around for Amanda. And as if she was psychic, she knew why Claudette was there. After all, she'd pegged her as the Pig based on the changing of the Pig's appearance upon her arrival at the camp, as well as her diminutive height. Because Claudette was observant, the fake Legion outfit hadn't fooled Claudette. She'd figured out Amanda stalked her last night. Claudette knocked on the cabin door and after a moment, disappeared inside.
Amanda thought, "And, uh...I think I might need to tell Claudette about what's going on here. Maybe not all of it, but a lot of it."
"Then do so. And prepare yourself for what is to come. Finish him, and clean up my realm. If you wish to bathe in his blood, you may."
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Claudette looked around the cabin warily as Jake returned to the couch from letting her in. He sat down and said, "How are things going? Did you need Amanda for something?"
Claudette quickly shook her head. "No, I don't actually. Is she here?" Jake shook his head. Claudette looked slightly relieved. This morning, she'd finally decided for sure that it HAD been Amanda in the woods last night, no matter how little it made sense. "I was hoping I could talk to you alone about something. Something happened last night, and I was hoping maybe you had some insight, or maybe she said something when she got back."
Jake kept his expression blank while the gears turned in his head. "Well of course, ask me anything."
Claudette paced, and her words were halting. "I feel like...Something happened to her last night. She was not herself. Like someone...Hurt her. And then...Something happened to me in the woods, and...Has she ever given any indication that she wants to...You know...Join the other side again?"
Jake let out a relaxed laugh, "Claudette, I can tell you with 100 percent certainty that since she's become a survivor, she has never once wanted to return to the killer realm. She loves it here, loves the people, and definitely loves me. This may sound a bit egotistical, but it's true. I know she'd be lost without me, and she would lose me if she became a killer again. Why do you ask?"
Claudette looked even more nervous. "Joey and I were in the woods last night. We were having fun, and then out of nowhere a killer appeared. It was dressed like a Legion, but the mask was entirely black, like they had no face. But more than that...It came up to us in a crouch. I mean, it had to have. I had no idea at all the killer was there until I saw it right up close to us, and I would have at least noticed it if it had been walking upright. It was like a differently dressed version of Amanda, when she was the Pig. Remember how she used to crouch? This Legion crouched the exact same way. I mean, it may be nothing, I know there's the other two girls there, Joey said their names are Julie and Susie, and I'm not sure how they feel about me...So it may have been them, and I may be overreacting..."
Amanda's voice made them both jump. "You're not wrong. It wasn't them. It was me."
They both looked at the cabin door, where Amanda was leaning against the frame. Amanda's eyes were cold and calculating. Claudette was in a panic, looking at the walls, the windows, anywhere she could escape. Amanda was in her go-to attire, shorts, tank, her almost constant state of being barefoot, nary a knife in sight, and yet Claudette was reacting as though she were Bubba himself, revving a chainsaw.
Claudette thought, 'She knows. She knows I know. She's here as a survivor but she has the abilities of a killer. I thought it was just in the Legion realm but it's all the time. She's a killer and I know her secret. I know too much. She's going to try and silence me. Oh God I've got to get out of here and get people around me before she just makes me disappear. When I called her out on it before we started going to the camp, she seemed sincere but obviously she was playing possum...Or maybe Frank opened her back up to her abilities and now she realizes how much she missed it. After she kills me and makes me disappear will she make Jake disappear too? Have I gotten him killed as well or will he still love her as a murderer...Or has he also known about it and does he not care...' Claudette's mind stopped making any coherent thoughts as she was swept up in her terror.
Her mouth worked and she sputtered, "I...I'll go...This never happened. It's ok. You can do it again later, you can stalk me any time you want...Just...Please...Don't kill me I swear to God I won't tell a soul. I don't know why you did it but you did it and it's perfectly okay really..."
Because Amanda was sometimes a naughty bitch, because she sometimes couldn't help herself, she let Claudette flap in the wind...Just a little.
"You won't tell a soul? But you just told Jake...Didn't you? Now he knows. Now what am I supposed to do with him?"
Claudette whimpered. Oh no. She WAS going to kill him too in order to keep her secret of being a killer hiding in plain sight in the survivor camp. Her knife wasn't on her wrist, and she was dressed vulnerably and barefoot but that was so no one would ever suspect. That seeming vulnerability might be calculated to help her blend in. It had to be somewhere on her.
Amanda walked slowly up to her. Claudette was tense, her eyes wide. A cornered animal, unsure of where to go to save herself. Amanda crept closer, she felt like death was coming and she trembled. Amanda raised her arms, Claudette winced in anticipation of some blow...
And then Amanda startled her by hugging her. "I'm sorry, Claudette. I'm really not a fucking psychotic bitch anymore, honest. Well...I'm definitely still a bitch, and that's never gonna change, and I've even trained Jake to deal with it...But not a psychotic one. Sit down. We have a lot to talk about."
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The Entity hadn't needed to tell her all of the details of its plan, and Amanda hadn't considered for a moment asking for all of them. It was good. Once again, the respect she showed it never seemed to cease. She'd needed it to use its powers to perform this particular task, it had let her ask for it, and that was that, she knew what needed doing would be done.
It massed itself at the Legion camp, annoyed with itself once again that the Legion leader had turned out to be what he was. The Entity had no problem with evil deeds, but the ability to choose, the ability for free will, had always been a requirement that needed to be met from the time when it had first built the realm. If Frank had stuck to the other two Legion members, the Entity likely would not have even noticed...And that bothered it...That the manipulation Morrison was performing on the two girls had gone unnoticed by the all-seeing Entity for years, under its nose, until Morrison had spread his wings to Amanda. It resolved itself to look into the psyches of all of its current and future selections for killers to make sure there were no other Morrisons in its ranks, and to make sure it never brought another killer like Morrison into its realm.
Amanda had believed it when it told her why she was chosen for her task. And the reason for it was true. But secretly, though it never could, and never would, tell her...One of the key reasons why it was letting Amanda do it was because it wanted to see her be the Pig just one more time. Amanda the killer. Amanda the unfeeling. The Entity would be able to see her as she was with her blade, all those Earth years ago, and this time, while she'd be using her cruelty to butcher Morrison, she'd carry no guilt later because she was using those talents for the good of the Legion camp, and for the realm.
And even more honestly, after the abuse she'd tolerated up to now, there was no way the punishment to Morrison could be delivered to him by anyone other than Amanda. She needed her revenge now, and the Entity would allow her to have it. She...Had EARNED it. And they would both be pleased. She would get her revenge and bury her former identity on a pleasant experience, and the Entity would be able to see Amanda, splashed with blood, one more time as she so effectively used her blade. The Entity could not feel, but there was nevertheless an excitement in the air.
The Entity created a trial, pulling four survivors and Morrison into it. It wanted Morrison gone from the camp while it moved to the next phase of events. When he was gone, the Entity massed itself directly in Julie and Susie's cabin. It had spoken to killers, but could not recall ever speaking to anyone but Morrison himself, or Joey. And Morrison thought the voice in his head was the doorman. It knew for sure it had never spoken to the two girls. It's voice would be completely new, and it would be an excellent advantage for what the Entity had planned.
It slowly entered their minds. "Julie. Susie."
Both the girls had been sitting on their beds, silent, staring into space. They seemed to be in some sort of stasis awaiting for Morrison's next command. The sound of the Entity's voice had started them both. They looked around the room, at each other, trying to figure out who or what had spoken to them now. While feeling somewhat asinine for what it was about to do next, it knew the girls were impressionable, and that it needed to perform for them and use powers of suggestion to make them understand it was a God. In order for it to do that, it would be successful by acting as what, to a teenager, a God would act like. It sighed. If only all of the beings in this realm possessed the moderate intelligence and cynicism of Amanda, and the much less moderate form of it in Jake.
"Do not be frightened. The voice you hear is from the creator of this realm. It is I who have brought you here, and it is I who have given you your powers, including Morrison. I am the one you make sacrifices for, and it is from those sacrifices that I am able to fuel this realm and keep it in existence. It is I who you serve." Asinine. That was how the Entity felt. But it understood cults, and understood the two girls had essentially been badly programmed. They would not listen to the Entity if it spoke to them normally as it did to Amanda and Jake. They had to believe it was a God. Hopefully, that would be enough to break Morrison's mental chains. Hopefully? Of course it would break the chains. It was a God.
The scared looks on Susie and Julie's faces changed to wonder at almost the same time. "You are the creator of worlds," Julie said. "We have always wondered what brought us here. Are you happy with us? Are you pleased with what we do for you? Are you pleased with the sacrifices we provide you? Does the doorman also serve you?"
If the Entity had possessed the ability to frown, it would have done so. It allowed the anger to pass due to the state of the girl's minds in this moment. "I am more than satisfied. You have more than earned your place here in the realm. You more than deserve the powers granted to you, and I will be proud to continue to allow you to serve me."
Susie spoke, smiling. "So it is you Frank speaks to. Frank teaches us your ways, and teaches us how to do your will, does he not? He opened our eyes to you in Ormond, and because of that, you brought us here to serve you in this realm."
There was no sense moving too quickly. "At the beginning, Frank pleased me tremendously, and his teachings of my realm were favorable. But over time, he has twisted my teachings to suit his own needs, and it now troubles me. I gave him a chance to follow my word for my satisfaction, and not his own, by allowing him to interact with an emissary that I sent to your camp. It was a test to see if he attempted to play mind games with my emissary. He failed that test. He has continued to twist my word, and believes the powers that I have granted him are equal to my own. He has also caused my emissary, whom you know as Amanda, physical pain. I am most displeased."
Julie shook her head. "That cannot be so. After we arrived here, he told us of the energy inside of him that he wished to share with us, and we feel it. He has chosen us to be his vessels to receive it. We feel it constantly when he shares it with us. You granted him power, as you granted us power, and also granted him energy to fuel us to do your work. We were chosen for the honor and we'll always be his favorite vessels. He shared his energy with your emissary and now seeks for her to join us. She spoke of its healing powers. They were favorable enough for her to decide to join us. She comes to us in six days and we will be sisters."
If the Entity had possessed physical eyes, it would have rolled them. But it had to give grudging respect to Morrison for the skills he acquired long before his entrance to the realm. Then, briefly, it entered them and caused them a brief flash of pain. Julie and Susie writhed on the bed for a moment before the Entity released them,
"I do not like to be contradicted. However, I know of your feelings for Frank, therefore, I have only punished you with a fraction of my powers. In some ways, he has benefited you by unleashing your killer instinct, so I will allow the contradiction to pass. However, his statements of the energy he gives you are completely false. He was given no ability like that from me, and he certainly could not possess them from any other means. He also plans to replace you as his vessels at his earliest convenience with Amanda. In his lust for power and control, he has lied to you."
It decided to lie and cast Morrison further as a villain in the eyes of the two girls. "More importantly, he brainwashed my emissary in order to engage in sexual relations, the way he does so with both of you. That is why she was so eager to join your camp, because he brainwashed her into coming. I do not want my emissary to reside with you. It took a considerable amount of my energy to undo the damage. Energy that should not have been required of me to waste. Make no mistake. Had he remained successful in his attempts to brainwash my emissary...Had he successfully brought her to this camp, he had planned to focus all of his attention to her, and because he knows of your love for him, he knew he could give you only scraps of his attention and still retain your love."
Julie's tone finally lost a trace of its brainwashed tone. "We know Frank. We love Frank. We've given everything of ourselves to him, we'd die for him if we had to...He wouldn't...He *couldn't* lie to us. There has to be some mistake. I don't know what's going on, but...Shit that just isn't Frank. At all."
"Very well," the Entity said. "Even though you continue to contradict a God, I will have mercy on you. My abilities are beyond your comprehension. I will allow you to hear, with your own ears, what your leader believes you to be. It will not be pleasant, but it is necessary. After, I will discuss with you what I require of you to serve your true God, and I expect you to please me and follow my directions to you to the letter. If not, there will be reprisals, worse than what you felt only moments ago."
With hardly any effort, the Entity showed them. Frank was not present in the camp, but it was not necessary that he be. The Entity used its powers to return them to that night only two weeks ago when Frank had first been intimate with Amanda. It put them in Frank's head, and they could see what he saw through his eyes. They could even see themselves, sitting and waiting on the bed, while Amanda stood naked in front of them with her back to them. Frank's thoughts throughout were amplified as though he was speaking directly to them. The Entity only watched their faces. It would not watch what they were about to see, but because it had the abilities it had, it knew what to let them see and when. It declined to view any of the beings of its realm naked, and never in an act of intimacy.
Frank thought/spoke: "Damn, I spent all that time worrying I was gonna end up disappointed, AGAIN, but now, not only am I gonna get to fuck the hell out of this hot bitch, but because I convinced her to let Julie and Susie watch, I'm gonna be their fucking hero too. Fuck I'm good."
Susie and Julie's eyes were closed. The Entity saw confusion on their faces as they heard for themselves what Frank had been thinking at that moment.
Then they were looking down at Amanda, through Frank's eyes, as he himself had been looking at her as he climbed between her legs. The image started bobbing a bit, because they both knew at this time Frank had been in the middle of taking her so he could transfer his energy into her. They heard his thoughts again.
"She is absolutely, hands down, the hottest woman I've ever fucked. Her pussy is the greatest. Goddamn it's so TIIIIIGHT. Sorry Susie, yours ain't the best no more. She beats you by a fucking MILE."
Susie's face as she heard those words contorted briefly in anguish as the Entity watched her.
"Holy shit. I'm gonna have to fuck her three times a day once I get her here. Julie and Susie can have what's left over after I've used this bitch as my cum dumpster. Thank God they're as stupid as they are hot. They'll fucking be GRATEFUL I even give them one fuck. I'll even convince them that me fucking her more than I fuck them is their own decision. They're plenty fine, but this bitch is smokin'. Her cunt was made to empty my balls into."
Julie and Susie's closed eyes were leaking tears. "Holy shit," they heard Frank think. "They're actually thrilled the condom Susie cut finally broke so I can stealth creampie her. FUCK they're dumb!"
And another: "I'm gonna make this bitch go topless in the camp so I can squeeze and bite and suck her tits whenever I fucking want."
"After I get her here, I'm gonna play so many mind games she ain't gonna know what to do with herself. She's gonna wander around the camp like a dazed cunt until I tell her to get naked and get on my dick." Susie and Julie's simple tears had turned into soft weeping.
"Best fuck of my life. This is the best fuck of my life. She's so fucking hot, holy fuck. Forget three times...Five times a day. I'm gonna have a constant hard-on when she's here. Five times a day. I've gotta fuck her five times a day. It's that fucking amazing. I could probably go more than that, but I gotta give Julie and Susie a daily fuck or they'll bitch and moan and get out of line."
"Please...STOP." Julie was digging her hands into the sides of her head.
"Not yet," The Entity told her.
They watched through Frank's eyes as he came inside of her. They heard his screams and grunts of satisfaction as though it was Susie and Julie themselves that had done it. After the point of view of Frank stopped bobbing, they heard Frank think, "That was the best...THE BEST...fucking orgasm of my life. It felt even better than I thought it would. I could cum in her pussy every minute, forever, and it still wouldn't fucking be enough. You sold me, Amanda. Fuck the teens, you're the fucking A number one best fuck in the world, who cares if you're 30?"
Susie started begging the Entity to "end the transmission" as well. "I can't take it anymore! Please!"
The Entity did not reply. It knew there was one more thought they had to hear. Julie and Susie, in their Hell, watched Frank shudder and grab Amanda and tell him to feel her energy. They heard Amanda say she had, and in a seemingly out of body experience, saw themselves say they felt it too. The Entity waited for them to be delivered, with Frank's own words, the final devastating, but necessary, blow.
"Yes, feel my energy you fucking stupid cunt. Hook, line, and fucking sinker. The whole open the senses thing gets them every time. I wonder what they actually feel? Or do they even feel anything? Do their minds simply convince them because I make a big show out of it? Who the fuck cares? Balls empty, pussy full of my cum, mission accomplished. Now she's gonna go back home and talk to her asshole husband and all the while she's gonna feel my cum leaking out of her. It's gonna be soaking her panties. She fucking let me use her! What a CUNT. But it don't matter. He could break her legs and she'll still crawl back here next week, craving more. First Julie, then Susie, now Amanda. Three dumb bitches eating out of the palm of his hand..."
There was more, but they'd heard enough. The two girls laid in their respective beds and sobbed. The Entity felt no pleasure in it, but seeing the reaction, he knew that his favorite survivor had been right. Removing Frank from them before they understood what he truly was would have been far worse than what he had done. It had been cruel, but necessary, and fair.
Susie launched herself off of her bed and got into Julie's. They held each other as the tears of anguish streamed down their faces and they sobbed. There were two survivors left in the trial. The Entity kept it in partial focus. If it ended sooner than he needed it to, it could keep Frank in the realm a bit longer than usual, if necessary.
"He used us. The whole fucking time he'd been using us!" Julie sobbed into Susie's shoulder. The Entity said nothing. Much like Amanda had done after her latest encounters with Frank, they needed to release the pain.
When the tears had died down a little, Susie looked all over the room for the invisible Entity. "What do we do? You showed us this for a reason, what do we do? Why did you show us this? There must be a reason."
"The final stage will be during Claudette's next date. My emissary will deliver justice for you. You are not to intervene. What I want you to do, is nothing. That will be hard for you, I am well aware. But it is my will."
Julie said quietly. "You sent her here to trap him, Frank got in her head, fucked her, and now she's going to kill him because he fucked up, right?"
"You are both correct and incorrect. She came at my discretion, but it was not to trap Morrison. She was merely present to prevent any altercations that may have occurred due to Claudette's presence. Amanda herself was once in league with a charismatic man. He did not manipulate a group, as Morrison does, but he became her mentor and she did things for him, but then twisted them in a manner that still leaves guilt in her nearly 25 years after they took place."
"Frank began his game with Amanda of his own accord. Having the ability to be manipulative in her own right led Amanda to play his game in return. She simply played into his manipulations, rather than against them. When I became aware of what he was attempting, I discovered he was in violation of the rules of my realm. It was simply chance, and Morrison's own ego, that led to his downfall.""
Susie looked at Julie and her eyes started streaming tears. "Frank made me break up with Joey. He fucking split us apart so he could fuck us both. He wanted me to break Joey's heart. Now I've lost him. Fuck I'm such an idiot."
"You are not," the Entity told her. "Frank is a master when it comes to manipulation. Amanda is an equal, but she has long since given the ability up. Still, it was ingrained in her, so she once again resumed using her talents, albeit for a more positive outcome. Even she has spoken of his ability, and admitted that if she did not have her life experiences, and were in a different place mentally than she currently resides, she would have easily been convinced by him. You were not stupid, neither of you. Frank simply knew your weaknesses and exploited them. Amanda was in a stronger mental state than you. She simply told him her weaknesses and played into him."
The Entity continued, "I could punish him myself, but now that you've seen him clearly, I am sure you will share the sentiment expressed by both Amanda and myself. Mere pain is not enough for him. He must be shown that he never had the upper hand, and he must feel the pain of entire loss. That is why I am allowing events to proceed in this way."
Julie's face was dark rage. "He needs to fucking die."
"He will," the Entity assured her.
Susie looked into the air. "We're here for you, totally. Whatever you need us to do until his next date, and during, we'll do. As long as she makes him fucking pay."
"Until the date falls, do exactly what I told you to do when Amanda arrives. Nothing. It may be difficult, but do not give him any indication you have been shown his true nature. Follow his commands to the letter. If he wants physical affection, give it to him."
"Difficult? More like almost impossible," Julie muttered.
"No. Merely difficult. Amanda is happily married to her husband. Everything she told about him were lies. When Jake appeared at the camp, he was performing for Morrison's benefit as well as your own. He is the complete opposite of what you thought. And while happily married, they spoke about what she'd need to do. She allowed him to use her physically to gain access to Legion. Last night, it nearly broke her. You can imagine the kind of effect it would have on a woman happily married, to give their body to another man. I tell you this to make a simple point. If she could do it. You can do it as well. You have to."
Susie and Julie hesitated a moment, then nodded, allowing their faces to go blank and docile. Susie asked, "What happens after?"
"You may stay in the realm without Morrison, or I will allow you to return to your real world. The choice will be yours.. The important thing is that you do not need Morrison. You don't need any male human. All that you require to maintain the power of Legion is each other. You are upset at this moment, but you can bring pleasure to each other in Morrison's absence."
If the Entity had been paying more attention, it may have noticed the look of some sort of longing that was shared between Julie and Susie after it made its last statement about only needing each other.
"If we do this," Susie asked, "Will Amanda make him suffer after he realizes he lost?"
"She has expressed a desire to use his genitalia as an accessory to wear upon her neck."
Julie and Susie both looked at each other, then into the air. "Deal. We're in. We won't give him any clue we know about him, and want to fucking see him dead," Julie said.
"Susie, Julie, your dedication pleases me, and I appreciate the presence of you both in my realm. In less than one Earth week, the problem will be resolved."
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Claudette's mind was reeling as much as Julie and Susie's minds were as the Entity had revealed what it had to them, though she was entirely unaware of what was going on in the neighboring camp.
Amanda had been incredibly blunt. Claudette felt like she herself was an incredibly honest person but she found even she didn't hold a candle to Amanda's bluntness. It was as if she didn't have any sort of filter. When she knew you, she just dropped the explanation in your lap, sans a pretty bow.
First, the sparring with Frank had been just a "stupid fucking game," as Amanda had put it. "I wasn't even sure what I was going to do. I just did it the first day and I think I at the time, I was just kinda planning to do a gotcha sucker right at the end, but instead, I kept playing."
And then the Entity had gotten involved, and the stakes had raised, and she felt, like Claudette now felt, that Frank was some sort of a predator. "What happened last night, Amanda?"
She shook her head. "I want to keep that between me and Jake."
"Come on, Amanda. You know you can trust me. You looked so...I don't know. He did something to you, didn't he?"
"My asshole. No lube." And that was all she said. Again, a nice, blunt package, sans bow, dropped in Claudette's lap. "Stalking you was also his idea, by the way. I was deep in. Jake would say it's like when the undercover has to sample the drug merchandise in front of the seller. I had no choice but to do the same at Frank's order. Then after..."
Amanda's eyes flashed with anger. "He wants to fuck you too, you know." Claudette's nose crinkled in disgust. "It's the early stages of it, but he's pissed that Joey is dating you for some reason, maybe because he's a greedy little shit. He basically told me he wanted me to use my friendship with you to convince you of his "healing powers." But he also said something like you weren't Legion material, so he was just gonna jump you, pump you, and dump you."
"How have you kept this up for the last few weeks?" Claudette was actually astonished. She was so loving and affectionate with Jake, and so friendly, but after hearing some of the things she'd done, Claudette was convinced that Amanda had a secret hidden from them all: She had ice water in her veins.
"Because it needed done. And now that he's gotten me to do things well out of my comfort zone, he needs to pay. So here's what you're gonna do." She looked at Claudette intently. "We're going back for your regular date. You're going to collect Joey and get the fuck out of there as quickly as possible once we're there. Then you're going to tell Joey what's going on. I asked the Entity to get Julie and Susie on our side, and I know full well it will do it, or has done it, because it's the fucking Entity, and the Entity gets shit done. No offense, but when everything gets started, I want you gone. Not because I don't like you, but because when I get the chance, I'm going to do things to Frank that I don't want you to see."
She noticed Claudette's expression of fear. "My powers will be back, but the Pig is dead. Once I'm done with Frank, another pig will be dead. Besides, they only are...I dunno...On...When I'm in Legion territory. After the Entity explained it, it made sense. I'll be the Pig one more time, but it will be for the last time. I'll get to use those powers to do something good, and maybe it will help me come to grips with that past part of me, if I have a memory of using them for something other than butchering all of you."
Claudette smiled slightly. "After that thing you did earlier, I'm glad to hear it. I really thought you were going to make me just...I dunno, disappear."
Amanda started laughing. "Yeah, I'll spend the rest of my forever here having to kill you every five minutes after the realm restores you, because that would have been the case if I really had killed you. Anyway, once it's done, you'll get something out of it."
Claudette looked at her, genuinely confused. What was she getting out of Frank's death?
Amanda read her mind, or seemed to. "You remember how the rules were that if a survivor dates a killer, they have to stay in their realm? Well, the Entity is doing you a solid. After it's done, Joey will be able to cross back and forth between realms. He'll have the powers of Legion in his own realm, in ours, he'll be just another survivor. The Entity told me he can cross back and forth as often as he likes, and he won't be judged for his performance in the trials if he starts being less vicious."
"You...Bargained with it for that? You got that for me?" Claudette blinked away tears.
"It was the Entity's own suggestion, but I guess I've been doing what I've needed to do to make it happen. If you respect the Entity for what it gives, sometimes it's more than fair. Sometimes it's generous. I'd be dead three times now if it hadn't helped me. And don't worry, Jake and I are getting something out of this too. Will you be ready?"
Claudette nodded. She only had to participate in a small portion of the plan, and she could do definitely do it. Amanda was the one who had the difficult part. "Afterwards...Are you and...Going to be ok?"
Amanda took Jake's had in her own and kissed it as she smiled. "He got to me last night. But that just pissed me off. I love this man with everything in me, and he loves me just the same." Sitting on Amanda's other side, Jake nodded. "If death couldn't separate us, a 19-year-old punk with a little cock doesn't have a fucking prayer. I plan on letting this stud fuck me forever, and I don't doubt for a minute he'll be more than willing to do it." She looked at Jake with a wicked smile. Jake flashed one in return. Claudette blushed. Filter, Amanda. FILTER.
But despite the embarrassment, she was relieved now that she knew the full story. Claudette bid the pair goodbye, dripping with anticipation of her more solid future with the sweet Joey. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Amanda and Jake kissing, and heard her giggle as he tickled her.
Claudette smiled as she walked out the door. She felt that Amanda was right, they were going to be...Ahem...Forever.