Chapter 4: "And soon, we will return..."

A/N: It's the chapter on Riff Raff, dedicated to my friend MT. It's a narrative. Once again, I don't own a thing and don't pretend to.

Riff stood in the secret antechamber behind the theatre Frank had built for his little fantasy shows. Pathetic, Riff thought. He has no idea what I am up to...Silly fool. He entered a code into a keypad cleverly hidden under a rock, and a door appeared. Through the door lay everything he needed. The transducer, all charged up and ready for firing. The De-Medusa machine, just in case it was needed. The lasers (one for him, one for his beloved sister). On the wall hung his and his sister's spacesuits- not a necessity, but Magenta would complain if they did not leave in style. He wondered what to tell Columbia. She couldn't very well stay in Denton- she knew way too much for that idea to be safe, so she would have to return to the planet with them, and perhaps have her memory modified to remove any traces of Frank. She had not experienced the dark side of Frank. The cruelty, the beatings, the constant unending verbal abuse...The mere thought enraged Riff and made him even more ready. Ready to...what? He did not know what the lasers would do, as he had not tested them. So their effects would perhaps be a surprise, although Riff developed them with intent to kill. He hoped, and it made him feel a bit guilty, but he hoped all the same, that Frank would meet his death at Riff's hands skillfully maneuvering the laser. A grin overtook his face. As soon as the next morning, he would be back home. Back to a world where people knew he was a scientist. Where he belonged. The bells sounded, and Riff hurried back to the castle door to let more guests into the house.