ooo I'm in a writing mood.
Chapter 5: Fear me.
I look towards the house as my aching feet direct me no pulling me to it. My hand reached out for the shinny doorhandle, should I? Does he want me to do this?
I look around, yes he's watching. I can feel his eyes burn into me. It doesn't mean a thing if I can't see him, oh yes he's watching. Sadistic bastered.
But something comes over me, like a weight. It adds to the others. Now it seems I don't care anymore. No I do care..but not *that* much. Just twist it open that's all you need to do.
I give it a yank and it slowly creeks open. A mirror is at the end of the hall, reflecting my image to my tear stained eyes.
My God I look like a wreck! I can't look, to, to scared. Why should I be scared? My feet take two tentative steps forward. Then stop, look. Two more. Yes I'm inside now. Fully inside.
Its nothing to proud of but I am inside....bad thing yes but, but. Oh fuck it.
My mind is to tired and this constant thinking is dragging me down. But I've got to keep my wits, he's very tricky. Slips through your fingers like some kind of savage fish.
A sudden bang sounds and whoa do I jump! Everything is tense. Nothing moves. I turn around imagining what foe might be behind me waiting to strike...but there's nothing but an empty hall way with a closed front door.
It seems I am truly inside now, no escape.
There's a door to my right so I take it. A large kitchen is presented before me, bathed in grey light that flickers with the lightning. Its so strange me, me being in a situation that I thought was not possible to be in. One, I wouldn't have thought he would take me anywhere. I never would have thought that, that, that they would be. Tears spring into my eyes but I wipe them away, I must be strong so he can see that he can't break me. Yes strong.
Standing up to my full hieght I continue by walk into this kitchen.
Its big and unused that's for sure. No ones even touched the benchtop for godsake.
"Hello"
I spin round, no. Its him. Putting on my most bravest face, clenching my shaking hands I speak.
"h-h-ello"
He smiles at me. Oh I hate that smile. It says so much but means so little.
*
Yes she's finally here, entered my house at last. It took much hesitation on her part but the weather has been on my side at the moment. She's trying to look brave and strong, aww how sweet. I love it when humans put on those brave faces making up for there fear. Yes I smell fear no matter how hard she tries to hide it, its there. Sickly sweat and strong it wafts from her, letting my sense of smell indulge in this I smirk. Yes I suite a smirk so much better then a smile.
Don't you think?
I decided to watch this leaning back on the huge glass panels that circle the lounge area which id connected to the kitchen.
She's looking down on me you see. No she won't move unless I move I know that from experience. I know that part of her now. I plan to know all of her, every little secret will be mine.
I move towards her watching to see if she'll run but to my surprise she doesn't move. Just glares at me like she's the higher one, she's the better one. My teeth grind a little. I hate when people think there more superior, its playing with fire like many before have done and perished.
I move closer she's beginning to waver, she doesn't like me this close. Even if we are a metre apart its still too close.
Being near me is like flames liking your bare skin.
I love it.
For a fleeting moment I see the innocent, timid little girl hiding beneath the strong demure. But as soon as it had come it is replaced by that glare of hatred. Maybe just maybe I can get that timid little girl to come out and play, yes perfect.
I walk slowly over to her, taking my time. Now I am just a footstep away from her. She wants to move back, yes go. Move.
She can feel the heat, the want. Her legs are giving way, there wobbling. Yes fall. FALL!
Her legs collapse beneath her, making her feet slip on the tiled floor. There she is, below me in a heap. Looking up at me with those innocent green eyes. I feel a little de ja vu. This situation happened not se long ago. Yes I am dominant once again. I stand there letting this little surge of power sink in. But this innocent plee does not last, she slides across the floor into a kitchen cabinet. See? She doesn't like me being near her. She looks up at me, her eyes are filled with fear.
My head turns on a slant, eyes glittering with malice.
"Now come, come. I won't *hurt* you".
I beckon to her, nope she just stares back . Eyes still full of non repressed fear.
I don't want to wait her all day, its boring you know. Shrugging my shoulders walk off.
"Suit your self"
Dam human, but it was funny none the less. I can hear her breathing coming from down the hall, its shaking. Yes I shocked her and proud of it!
*
I ... don't want to move, it feels so unnatural to be that close to, to, to...him. I want to get that shiny butchers knife and slice him into to teeny weenie little pieces. But it wouldn't work because knifes can't really cut through androids.
The shakes in my chest, they won't stop. Just the simple rise and fall of rhythm is shattered. It trembles and shudders at every intake of breath. How I hate him.
I want to kill, kill him....watch him die..blood slowly dripping.
Hate, hate, hate. Looking down at my sodden clothes I pull up my ice-cold limbs. I must find warmth, heat. Any heat.
My feet leave wet marks on the emasculate tile floor. It seems I am the only thing out of place in this house, everything is so tidy I am well, ... messy.
I am always out of place, a small sigh escapes my purple tinged lips.
Once off the cold tile floor warm cream carpet greeted my feet. What a wonderful feeling it was to have this tiny piece of luxury all to myself, no wait it has to shared with *him*. Well I mark this piece of carpet as my very own! I circle a small spot with my bigtoe. The outline is quite wet so I can see it clearly. My piece of Luxury. Mine, all mine
What am I kidding? This isn't mine, none of it. It was somebody's. Looks like they fled when the twins come to play, we would have but on such short notice and my ... brothers arrogance we would have survived.
No, I can't blame this on my brother, all he wanted was revenge. And he knew that he would kill us anyway, I would prefer to have died standing up to him then have died hiding in some corner.
What am I doing here then? The gate that was holding all the guilt, all the pain opened in one giant lurch.
Everything was falling again, all I could see was blood. Its brilliant colour blocking my vision.
Everyone, everything is gone.
Because
Of
Him.
All the pain in this dieing world is because of him, every tear shed is because of him. And does he care? No its all a game. One giant game that he controls and shapes to his desires.
You think you have a chance of survival, he likes that. False hope. Then when your back is turned, BAM. Your dead, like every other poor soul that meets up with him.
Except for me.
Why aren't I dead yet? What's so special about me? Dropping to the floor I can't help but let tears fall from my eyes, its hard not to.
Is it because I, please him? I shudder, it can't be that. No, that isn't it. It can't be, no let me rephrase that I don't want it to be that.
Controlling my falling tears I look up, the lightning is still bright in the sky, every now and then a giant flash fills the room making everything go a electric blue. The sun is gone now and the dark is falling over the house.
I can't see much anymore, only when lightning strikes I can see.
Its rather unnerving when I can't see anything, anything could sneak up at me. Anyone I mean.
I don't want to sit here anymore, the windows feel like they might break when ever lightning splashes across the sky.
Standing up I move very slowly towards the door, its allot darker down that hallway but I'm a grown adult, no need to be afraid of the dark.
Once in the hallway I take that back, it is scary down here. Feeling along the walls my hands feel a sharp turn in the panelling. So I change direction.
Then, there's another turn so I follow that. My toes stub into a raised platform, cursing under my breath I look up.
Lightning flashes and I see why there's a raised platform, there are stairs!
What if he's up there, my mind flashes between meeting him or seeing what's up there.
If I stay down here he'll find me, I suppose its better to find him then to be found.
Not living in this constant fear ya know?
Once I am at the top another window greets me.
Its seems I have two choices, left or right.
Well I am left handed I guess I'll take left!
Following along the corridor I see a door handle shine, grabbing it I push the door open. Its creaks open very slowly as light creeps in.
Stepping inside I groan, a double bed stands in the middle. Turning to leave the door slams in my face, spinning round I see a shadow by the window. Lightning jumps across the black sky and a figure is revealed. the light touches his face.
Android 17 looks up and smiles.
MWAHHHHHHHHAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! I'm so evil...what will happen? MORE SOON!
Chapter 5: Fear me.
I look towards the house as my aching feet direct me no pulling me to it. My hand reached out for the shinny doorhandle, should I? Does he want me to do this?
I look around, yes he's watching. I can feel his eyes burn into me. It doesn't mean a thing if I can't see him, oh yes he's watching. Sadistic bastered.
But something comes over me, like a weight. It adds to the others. Now it seems I don't care anymore. No I do care..but not *that* much. Just twist it open that's all you need to do.
I give it a yank and it slowly creeks open. A mirror is at the end of the hall, reflecting my image to my tear stained eyes.
My God I look like a wreck! I can't look, to, to scared. Why should I be scared? My feet take two tentative steps forward. Then stop, look. Two more. Yes I'm inside now. Fully inside.
Its nothing to proud of but I am inside....bad thing yes but, but. Oh fuck it.
My mind is to tired and this constant thinking is dragging me down. But I've got to keep my wits, he's very tricky. Slips through your fingers like some kind of savage fish.
A sudden bang sounds and whoa do I jump! Everything is tense. Nothing moves. I turn around imagining what foe might be behind me waiting to strike...but there's nothing but an empty hall way with a closed front door.
It seems I am truly inside now, no escape.
There's a door to my right so I take it. A large kitchen is presented before me, bathed in grey light that flickers with the lightning. Its so strange me, me being in a situation that I thought was not possible to be in. One, I wouldn't have thought he would take me anywhere. I never would have thought that, that, that they would be. Tears spring into my eyes but I wipe them away, I must be strong so he can see that he can't break me. Yes strong.
Standing up to my full hieght I continue by walk into this kitchen.
Its big and unused that's for sure. No ones even touched the benchtop for godsake.
"Hello"
I spin round, no. Its him. Putting on my most bravest face, clenching my shaking hands I speak.
"h-h-ello"
He smiles at me. Oh I hate that smile. It says so much but means so little.
*
Yes she's finally here, entered my house at last. It took much hesitation on her part but the weather has been on my side at the moment. She's trying to look brave and strong, aww how sweet. I love it when humans put on those brave faces making up for there fear. Yes I smell fear no matter how hard she tries to hide it, its there. Sickly sweat and strong it wafts from her, letting my sense of smell indulge in this I smirk. Yes I suite a smirk so much better then a smile.
Don't you think?
I decided to watch this leaning back on the huge glass panels that circle the lounge area which id connected to the kitchen.
She's looking down on me you see. No she won't move unless I move I know that from experience. I know that part of her now. I plan to know all of her, every little secret will be mine.
I move towards her watching to see if she'll run but to my surprise she doesn't move. Just glares at me like she's the higher one, she's the better one. My teeth grind a little. I hate when people think there more superior, its playing with fire like many before have done and perished.
I move closer she's beginning to waver, she doesn't like me this close. Even if we are a metre apart its still too close.
Being near me is like flames liking your bare skin.
I love it.
For a fleeting moment I see the innocent, timid little girl hiding beneath the strong demure. But as soon as it had come it is replaced by that glare of hatred. Maybe just maybe I can get that timid little girl to come out and play, yes perfect.
I walk slowly over to her, taking my time. Now I am just a footstep away from her. She wants to move back, yes go. Move.
She can feel the heat, the want. Her legs are giving way, there wobbling. Yes fall. FALL!
Her legs collapse beneath her, making her feet slip on the tiled floor. There she is, below me in a heap. Looking up at me with those innocent green eyes. I feel a little de ja vu. This situation happened not se long ago. Yes I am dominant once again. I stand there letting this little surge of power sink in. But this innocent plee does not last, she slides across the floor into a kitchen cabinet. See? She doesn't like me being near her. She looks up at me, her eyes are filled with fear.
My head turns on a slant, eyes glittering with malice.
"Now come, come. I won't *hurt* you".
I beckon to her, nope she just stares back . Eyes still full of non repressed fear.
I don't want to wait her all day, its boring you know. Shrugging my shoulders walk off.
"Suit your self"
Dam human, but it was funny none the less. I can hear her breathing coming from down the hall, its shaking. Yes I shocked her and proud of it!
*
I ... don't want to move, it feels so unnatural to be that close to, to, to...him. I want to get that shiny butchers knife and slice him into to teeny weenie little pieces. But it wouldn't work because knifes can't really cut through androids.
The shakes in my chest, they won't stop. Just the simple rise and fall of rhythm is shattered. It trembles and shudders at every intake of breath. How I hate him.
I want to kill, kill him....watch him die..blood slowly dripping.
Hate, hate, hate. Looking down at my sodden clothes I pull up my ice-cold limbs. I must find warmth, heat. Any heat.
My feet leave wet marks on the emasculate tile floor. It seems I am the only thing out of place in this house, everything is so tidy I am well, ... messy.
I am always out of place, a small sigh escapes my purple tinged lips.
Once off the cold tile floor warm cream carpet greeted my feet. What a wonderful feeling it was to have this tiny piece of luxury all to myself, no wait it has to shared with *him*. Well I mark this piece of carpet as my very own! I circle a small spot with my bigtoe. The outline is quite wet so I can see it clearly. My piece of Luxury. Mine, all mine
What am I kidding? This isn't mine, none of it. It was somebody's. Looks like they fled when the twins come to play, we would have but on such short notice and my ... brothers arrogance we would have survived.
No, I can't blame this on my brother, all he wanted was revenge. And he knew that he would kill us anyway, I would prefer to have died standing up to him then have died hiding in some corner.
What am I doing here then? The gate that was holding all the guilt, all the pain opened in one giant lurch.
Everything was falling again, all I could see was blood. Its brilliant colour blocking my vision.
Everyone, everything is gone.
Because
Of
Him.
All the pain in this dieing world is because of him, every tear shed is because of him. And does he care? No its all a game. One giant game that he controls and shapes to his desires.
You think you have a chance of survival, he likes that. False hope. Then when your back is turned, BAM. Your dead, like every other poor soul that meets up with him.
Except for me.
Why aren't I dead yet? What's so special about me? Dropping to the floor I can't help but let tears fall from my eyes, its hard not to.
Is it because I, please him? I shudder, it can't be that. No, that isn't it. It can't be, no let me rephrase that I don't want it to be that.
Controlling my falling tears I look up, the lightning is still bright in the sky, every now and then a giant flash fills the room making everything go a electric blue. The sun is gone now and the dark is falling over the house.
I can't see much anymore, only when lightning strikes I can see.
Its rather unnerving when I can't see anything, anything could sneak up at me. Anyone I mean.
I don't want to sit here anymore, the windows feel like they might break when ever lightning splashes across the sky.
Standing up I move very slowly towards the door, its allot darker down that hallway but I'm a grown adult, no need to be afraid of the dark.
Once in the hallway I take that back, it is scary down here. Feeling along the walls my hands feel a sharp turn in the panelling. So I change direction.
Then, there's another turn so I follow that. My toes stub into a raised platform, cursing under my breath I look up.
Lightning flashes and I see why there's a raised platform, there are stairs!
What if he's up there, my mind flashes between meeting him or seeing what's up there.
If I stay down here he'll find me, I suppose its better to find him then to be found.
Not living in this constant fear ya know?
Once I am at the top another window greets me.
Its seems I have two choices, left or right.
Well I am left handed I guess I'll take left!
Following along the corridor I see a door handle shine, grabbing it I push the door open. Its creaks open very slowly as light creeps in.
Stepping inside I groan, a double bed stands in the middle. Turning to leave the door slams in my face, spinning round I see a shadow by the window. Lightning jumps across the black sky and a figure is revealed. the light touches his face.
Android 17 looks up and smiles.
MWAHHHHHHHHAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! I'm so evil...what will happen? MORE SOON!