By Mikaa
Chapter 3 - Love is But a Plaything to the Insane One
A/N - Wow, I actually get reviews? The apocalypse is coming, no? Sarcasm aside, I do appreciate the reviews, and hope you enjoy this despite the hints of shonen-ai (sp?) in this chapter. Yes, this is my debut in writing shonen-ai, and might acutally make people think I really am crazy when they read it.
But then, what did you expect from a fic titled "The Insanity?" An insane fic with random acts of stupidity? This is the MIKAA! We need angst, horror, torture, romance, death, blood and gu-
Uh, to the fic.
Because I now have a mob rushing me. Eep.
WARNING - READ CHAPTER 1'S DISCLAIMER BEFORE READING ANY FURTHER. ALSO NOTE THAT THIS CHAPTER (AND POTENTIAL FUTURE CHAPTERS) (MAY) CONTAIN SHONEN-AI (MALE/MALE LOVING) CONTENT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
"Ah, prey. Innocent, unaware, naive about its pending doom, willing to be led to its demise, and blissfully unaware that it is being moved to the position to please its controller. Ah, peons. Such little, useless, irritating things. See how it goes? Walking along, his long hair flowing behind his cloak. He still wears his hair such like all those years ago, when we first met. And after all these years, the bastard still doesn't realize how like a girl he looks. Maybe he's not Jenna's brother, but her sister? Meh. Stupid bitches, both of them."
Muttering to himself, Alex could not help but smile sadistically as he watched Felix from above. Never once did the piece of dirt ever show signs of loyalty. Oh, sure, he was willing to accept and show affection, but damned if he would help Alex.
Of course, that Alex had long since died. Smiling, the new Alex watched the brown-haired man, watching his efforts to search the forests for signs of the two thornes in Alex's den. Ironic that Felix would actually commit a search without that blonde "psychotrauma" at his side; ever since he rescued that wench, he would never have left her side unless he had no choice.
"Leave me for some jail-bait ass, will you?"
Making all the noise of a leaf in the wind, Alex flipped off of the branch from where he was sitting, landing with the soft crunch of grass-
-only to have Felix whorl around, his blade out of its sheath and angled right at the tip of Alex's throat.
For a time, neither moved; Alex for the simple fact that he was enjoying the mixture of emotions in his former friend's face, Felix because...
Alex smiled. His reluctance to flat out slay the man that had manipulated the events to obtain ultimate power was sheer glee to Alex. Visible beads of sweat formed on the Venusian's face, his eyes a mix of confusion and fear. Not to mention that hint of passion.
Or maybe Alex was simply looking for what the dead Alex would have wanted to see. Either way, it was time to end this game of staring.
"Hello to you to, Felix." Alex spoke softly, smiling pleasently, a breeze of cool pleasure running through his back at the sight of Felix's muscles easing at his tone. "Nice sword. A little big, though. Trying to compensate for something?"
Felix's lack of response (not to mention the beet-red blushing in his face) allowed Alex all the time he needed to attack. With speed that noone would think possible, he belted Felix in the gut, sending him doubling over, his sword falling to the ground. Kicking Felix on to his back, he gently urged the sword to rise, twirling it in the air as Felix watched, a hint of horror behind his eyes.
Delicious. If it was not for the fact that Felix might tell the others about his presence, this might have been arousing. Oh well, no sense crying over lost bounty.
Gently urging the sword, Felix could only watch as Alex motioned the blade to line up with Felix's neck, the tip of the blade barely touching the tender flesh of his neck. Alex briefly considered slicing his former lover's neck, but decided against it; such wounds, especially amongst Adepts, were easy to overcome. No, to take his head off; that would work fine.
Raising the blade, Alex barely had time to react when the currents of electricity lanced through his being. Before the collapse of the mountain, such bolts would have fried him alive. Not so any more, though they certainly caught him off guard. Hurling the blade into a nearby hulk of rock, Alex turned to face the blonde bitch that dared attack him. Smiling with perverse glee, he reviled in the sheer shock painted on her face, the disbelief that someone could survive such an attack.
It was even more enjoyable to see her face twist and turn as he launched his own array of electricity, cooking her skin and flesh, and quite soon her mind and heart. It would be a waste of raw materials to remake into a better creature, but then, there were others to choose from.
His dissapointment at the nearing doom for Sheba was cut short - quite literally. Felix had recovered from his stunned state and had pulled a hidden knife from his shoe, stabbing Alex in the back. Releasing Sheba, he slowly turned to face the Venusian, reveling in the sheer terror in his eyes.
"Really, Felix. Stabbing a man in the back? How cliche. Couldn't you have tried the head, or neck, or something original?" Felix's face was all the more fun to watch as the knife followed Alex's call to his hand.
His body a blur, Alex knocked Felix back to the ground, this time on his belly. Pinning him like a predator subduing his prey, Alex took the knife, gently rubbing Felix's cheek. "That bitch must have meant something to you, if you would stab me so. I guess I will let her live for now, and perhaps spare you the thrill of watching her die before your eyes. But know this: you even think of trying to attack me again, and I will create a robe out of your skin."
Raising his arm, Alex yelled as he swung the knife, forcing a noise from Felix. Not a yell, or a hollar; no, a scream, like a young child watching his doom consume him.
It took several hours before anyone found Felix or Sheba, and it took Felix a whole day to realize his hair had been cut off.
It was a whole second day before Sheba would tell what she saw in the woods; Felix never told anyone what he saw.
End Chapter 3
Before I am destroyed for my sadistic writing and tormenting of everyone's favorite Venusian (oh, and Sheba too, I guess), I must say that this was... odd to write. Not to mention the fact that I think I over-used the whole Felix's face thing. But then again, the ending was priceless. A bit predictable, if not a bit sickening (a robe out of skin? Yikes, I need help. No, seriously), but still fun, and one I have not seen employeed in Golden Sun before.
Yes, I think I choose wisely in .having the genre catagory include both Angst and Horror, no?
Please review, assuming you are willing to speak to me.
Mikaa, Lord of the Insanity