Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gorillaz characters nor the concept; that belongs to the creators Jamie Hewlett and Damon Albarn. I do however own my OC Alyss.


Chapter Three: Wrong

Sometimes it's not the realization of the wounds or the hint of betrayal in their eyes that makes us keep secrets. It's the very thought that somewhere down the line the moment existed and we as humans can never change what has already occurred. We keep that a secret because we don't want to remember the bad things, yet sometimes it was that very thing that made us happy at one time.

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There are things that Murdoc would do to keep himself entertained when it was too early to go to the local pub, but there were the very few things that the Satanist wouldn't attempt to do even when he was starting to drown in his boredom. But just by sitting in his Winnebago, Murdoc could feel the urge to commit one of these "don't try this at home" moments washing over him as though some mysterious current had swept over him.

It was because of that Alyss girl that he was lounging around in his Winnebago and was plotting different ways to make the other band members' life miserable along with hers. She just had to show up and cause a panic throughout the Gorillaz because there was a chance that she really was his daughter. But that didn't mean there wasn't a chance that she was lying about her last name that she had planned this all to happen so she could escape from something. The Satanist bass player simply kicked a random beer can that was lying on the floor out of annoyance; why did this have to happen to him of all people? Sure, Murdoc was a womanizer that much was true, but a father? He didn't want to think about the results of the paternity test when he decided to get the DNA sample and ship them off to some hospital. It was in this moment that Murdoc smirked as he just thought of a solution so simple that it could get rid of the possibility that Alyss turned out to be related to him; just kick her out of Kong Studios.

Murdoc leaned back on the couch that smelled of whiskey and cigarettes; why hadn't he thought of it earlier? He would just use the girl to get the more pressing chores that absolutely had to be done such as repair the roof so it didn't leak, and clean around the numerous rooms that other people had occupied in the time that Gorillaz had separated shortly after the whole movie scam. Then as fast as she would come into their lives, she would be forced out of it. Such a simple plan…

There was a knock on his Winnebago door and he glared at the door as though willing the paper sign that said "Sod off" to actually make whoever was there to leave. Of course this technique never worked as well as Murdoc wished it would; the knocking ensued and the Satanist found himself growling under his breath. He picked up a beer can from the previous night and flung the object at the door, "Read the bloody sign!"

"Murdoc-san, it's important," a familiar voice replied calmly.

Murdoc sighed, annoyed that he was disturbed while coming up with his clever plan and opened the rusting metal door and looked at Noodle.

"Wot do ya want luv?"

"2D-san wanted me to find you and tell you something… um… but you have to promise you won't be mad."

The bass player found himself internally groaning, this usually meant he would have to beat the dullard later while Noodle wasn't around. He leaned against the frame of the doorway and just stared at the Japanese girl that stood before him looking serious.

"Fine, wot is it?"

"This girl, um… Alyss I believe is her name is missing."

Murdoc just blinked and didn't say anything for a long moment of silence before he growled, "Wait 'til I find that girl, she'll regret snooping 'round."

He started to walk out of his Winnebago until Noodle grabbed his arm gently, "Wot now?"

"Are you going to put on some pants first?"

The bass player looked at himself wearing nothing but a thong and muttered something unintelligent under his breath as he darted back in, grabbed the first pair of jeans he could find along with his cape and darted toward 2D's room.

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The moment the black voids called eyes witnessed the door opening and Alyss walking out of the room casually as though it was her own, 2D knew he was in deep trouble. The singer had run across Noodle while attempting to stop Alyss from wandering the labyrinth that led to the forty or more rooms located within Kong Studios and asked her to find Murdoc; if he couldn't stop her himself then Murdoc sure as hell could. Alyss made him nervous as she would run her pale fingers along the details of the pictures that hung among the numerous walls. He would jump at the slightest negative reaction she gave to a few pictures and he had to remind himself that this wasn't exactly Murdoc he was dealing with… there was some hope he wouldn't face her wrath, but just in case he stayed silent.

Alyss stopped at one picture. Her pale hand stopped on the inverted cross and her eyes seemed to turn a darker shade than normal and she glanced at 2D before returning her gaze to the picture of Murdoc.

"Does Murdoc wear inverted crosses often?"

2D shrugged, he hadn't noticed the inverted cross as much as he's noticed the purple cape that Murdoc had started to wear more often. The singer just sighed, "Dunno."

The teen just stared at the picture before she turned her full attention to the anxious singer, "You didn't want to give me the tour did you?"

"W-Well… no; Murdoc always forces me 'o do fings I don' want 'o," 2D replied honestly. He sensed he could tell her the truth rather than lie to avoid being harmed like he does with the Satanist bass slayer. Though he was telling the truth he saw a little emotion rise in those mismatch eyes… was it… hurt? 2D then started to babble, "I-I-I didn' mean it like-"

Alyss held up a hand to stop 2D from panicking and soon the singer's apologies fell into the silent abyss that seemed to surround the teen. She smiled despite the hurt feeling and sighed, "I wasn't hurt by what you said, it's just that… I haven't taken a shower in a while and I just thought about how horrid I must appear."

The young azure haired man didn't even notice that she was still in her pajamas that was still slightly wet from the previous night, that her hair was a tangled mess that looked like Murdoc's hair style no matter which way you looked at it, and her hands kept compulsively rubbing against each other as though trying to get rid of an invisible filth that only she could sense. Then again he had to expect it; women did love to be clean and Alyss wasn't much different.

"Oh. Did 'ou want 'o take a shower?"

Alyss eagerly nodded and asked, "Do you have any clothes I could wear… at least until I can get my own?"

2D smiled, "Sure, I'll be back wit 'em," he stated as he began the walk to his room. As soon as the door opened to the brightly lit room, the singer wished he hadn't returned to his room; furious mismatched eyes glared at him and a voice of fury rang through the halls followed by a scream of pain.

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Alyss had heard the scream echo down the halls and her eyes widened when she heard Murdoc's voice yelling for her. She felt fear run through her body and she swiftly started running away from the source of the voice.

"OI ALICE GET OVER 'ERE NOW!"

The teen felt herself pushing herself to get away from the simple tone of anger, she was scared because she had heard that voice many times and while she grew numb and unafraid of all the other things that gave her bad memories, anger was one of the things that she was fearful around. Her luck of staying away from a very ticked off Murdoc ran out when she tripped over her own two feet; a crack could faintly be heard as Alyss' head slammed against the floor, but the hideous sound went unnoticed as footsteps concealed the trip.

"Wot do ya think you're doin'?"

Alyss stared at the Cuban boots that Murdoc was wearing and sighed, "I was just looking at the pictures on the wall, is that a crime dad?"

Murdoc was already ticked off thinking that Alyss was snooping around to know more about her supposed "father" and now he was past the boiling point when that three lettered word escaped from her mouth. The Satanist crouched down and he lifted Alyss up to her knees by her neck and gave her a glare so sinister that she felt her entire being frozen to the spot she was carelessly placed in.

"'m not your dad, get it through you're 'ead luv."

"You're wrong."

Murdoc's eyes narrowed as he saw her rub her neck gently, "You're wrong, you are my dad and even if you don't admit it I know I am your dau-"

2D had ran toward the duo hoping the bass player hadn't attempted to throw the teen out, but stopped when he saw the green tinted hand connect with the fragile pale face. He hid against the corner and silently listened.

"Don't ever say that again. Do ya understand me?"

"Let the paternity test prove it then if you're so positive that I am not your kid," Alyss stated boldly. She hadn't even lifted a hand to her nose that had started to bleed; red blood slid down the pale skin as though it was a river, the flow was steady and calm as though Alyss had never been afraid in the first place. Red drops hit the ground and she stood up, now towering over Murdoc and she did something even she wouldn't have done in her "normal" state of mind; she kicked him right between the legs.

2D had heard the painful yell and the thump as something hit the ground; when he peeked around the corner of the hallway he saw Murdoc clutching his groin and he was cussing like a sailor. Alyss finally rubbed her bloody nose and her eyes were hidden in her charcoal bangs.

"Is that… any way to treat your host?"

"You just said you weren't my dad, so what do I have to be afraid of?" Alyss asked as she placed a small plastic container on the ground next to him which contained her DNA, "I'm against finding out whether or not you are related to me, you're not the only one who wished we hadn't crossed paths. But if this test means that much to you, go ahead and get it over with."

"'f ya think ya can just kick me 'n think everythin' is fine in the world, you're dead wrong luv. Get out. Ya have all day to get your stuff 'n leave," Murdoc demonically stated.

2D emerged from his hiding place after hearing that statement and as he did he saw that the teen's hands were trembling as though she was terrified, even Murdoc noticed.

"Al-"

Alyss kept one of her hands over her mouth in a fist and her eyes started to water slightly. She hadn't noticed the pain of that hit until now and she felt like she was about to have a breakdown for what Murdoc had just said and what she had done to let it get that far. Seeing the opportunity of the moment, she snatched the jeans and shirt that the singer had with him to give to Alyss and watched as she ran toward the bathroom as though she knew where it was all along.

2D's black voids glanced at Murdoc nervously only to see that he seemed thoughtful.

"Murdoc, 're 'ou okay?" he questioned.

Murdoc slowly and carefully stood up, pain lingering where her foot had connected with him, and just stared at the bathroom door. He smirked; he had seen Alyss snap over being told she was wrong and being hit. He had an advantage over her in her frail state of mind, and with his earlier plan to get rid of her…

"Faceache, find out 'f she's okay 'n give her the damn tour," Murdoc commanded as he adjusted his purple cape and walked past 2D as though nothing had happened.

Through his azure bangs, 2D could see that underneath the purple cape that Murdoc wore so much was the inverted cross, shining from the lights that always illuminated the halls of Kong Studios as the Satanist walked off to make sure this plan was a success, that Alyss was going to be knocked out of the Gorillaz life as fast as she entered.


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