Chief Mara let out a sigh as she looked at the files. "Jebuss Krist!" she said, "420 deaths. 69 injured. This is the worst school shooting case of all time!" The Chief of Police was currently parked outside of the now-late Catra's house. Mara's partner, Sirenia had a flashlight in her hand. "Mara, I'm ready when you are," she said. Mara was a quiet nod. "Okay, let's go!" As the two cops exited what was more of a tank than a police van (This is where our tax dollars are going), Mara felt the intense residual negative energies emanating from the house. The two police officers cautiously moved up to the front door and noticed it was unlocked. Mara led the way as she opened the creaky, wooden door. Sirenia shined her flashlight up the stairs and noticed another door, slightly ajar. "Mara, I'm gonna head upstairs!" she said.
"10-4, if you need me, just yell!" said Mara.
"Copy that!"
As Sirenia looked upstairs, Mara carefully sifted through the rubbish, when something suddenly brushed past her leg. She turned around to see a large black cat crawling towards the corner of a wall. Mara slowly approached the feline and lifted up to. "Hello, little guy. I'm gonna make sure you go to a good home!" She took out a radio and spoke into it. "This is Chief Mara. We have a stray cat. Requesting Animal Control. Over!"
As Mara set aside her radio, Sirenia called out from upstairs. "Hey, Mara. I found a goldmine up here!" she said.
"On my way!"
Mara rushed up the stairs and into Catra's bedroom, and scanned the area. Sure enough, littered on Catra's desk was a large flash drive.
"Intresting. Good work, Sirenia! I'm gonna get this analyzed!"
Later that night…
Mara opened her laptop and plugged in the drive. Soon, she was faced with a plethora of video and audio files. Mara pulled out a notebook and prepared to take notes. She clicked on a video file that read Tape 1. It was a video file. The first thing shown was none other than Catra herself, sitting on her bed.
"So, by now, this vid is being studied by the police and other assorted people. This be be surreal for you, since I'm currently dead. As of this recording, I have about six months to live. I thought I'd answer some questions. I don't really use social media, so on this flash drive, along with this current video should be multiple video and audio files. I'm aware that this is gonna be insane, but my vision has never been clearer. This has been building for about a few years now. I've been forced to endure a lifetime of bitterness and resentment and mistreatment. I've been bullied a lot. Oddly enough, not as much by other students, but by osome faculty members, and I will get to that in another video, rest assured. For now, I'm just trying to make sense of this. This thing I was about to do. It's like it's meant to be. I have no other thought going through my mind. I never thought my life would end like this. It's especially been building up over the last three and a half years. Humanity is just not worth it anymore. Only Adora Greyskull is worth a damn to me, and I beat her like a government mule. I work myself to the bone. And for what? To be chewed up and spat out like trash?!" Catra's voice raised and her chest puffed out. Mara furrowed her brow with fascination as Catra continued to speak.
I really can't wait till I get my guns. I work a shitty minimum wage job at Fright Zone Apparel, but I am getting paid, so it brings me closer to my goal, at least I'm getting something out of it. Oddly, money is fucking worthless in the grand scheme of things. We're all worthless in the scale of the universe. This cold and unfeeling universe. I've been thinking a lot about death recently. I've actually got into some research. Maybe I'll go to hell, or maybe I'll join the EGS. Either way, I'll be happy as long as I know that people are going to be bringing people with. There are so many different dimensions. It's not just heaven or hell. I'm certain of that.
"Jebuss Krist, Catra. What was going on with you?" Mara pondered.
"After the world wronged me so many times, I know it's cliche, but I really do want to see the world burn. I've done nothing to deserve being done as wrong as I was. Stuffed into a fucking toliet bowl. By a fucking teacher no less! Sad thing is, I need to really go big with this. I have one shot to make a splash. I don't just want life to move on. I want to share my rage and sorrow. There was this guy in Isla Vista a few years ago, I wanna break his record. I need to find a place where the damage is gonna. I'm also gonna wanna create a list of people on my list. Hopefully, Melog can find a new home. It would suck for them to become a stray. Either that, or a put the fucker out of it's misery!
Mara raised an eyebrow. "Melog? Is that her cat?" she thought to herself. "Well, at least she chose to spare it."
I don't wanna live anymore. Among these sheep. Kyle is a worthless waste of life. Lonnie thinks she's better than me. My regret is that I didn't knock a tooth out of her mouth. Rogelio is…Rogelio. Frosta makes my fucking skin crawl. She is so annoying. Then there is Scorpia. Oh my God, that bitch is such an annoying, obnoxious brute. And ….she's a video for another time. In six months time, I'm going to bring down the destruction and share my sorrow with the world, and hell, maybe I WILL go to EGS, or maybe I'll just take over hell and become it's new queen. How ironic. The sky will truly be the limit for me, once I'm dead. For now, it's getting pretty late right now. I still gotta go to school, deal with some bullshit. I'm signing off right now! See you in hell!"
The video ended, and Mara rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Jebuss Krist!" she groaned. Suddenly, Mara's wife, Light Hope stirred from her sleep. "Mara, it's 3 AM. Baby, please come back to bed. You can finish your work in the morning!" Light Hope bitched.
"Yes, dear."