Unfortunate Souls
Ch 7: Internal Raving
Chris sat on his thrown with a huge grin on his face. Thinking of all the chaos and destruction over at the resistance head quarters. His demons should be arriving there right now. If he closed his eyes and focused hard enough he could see one of his stabbing one of those pathetic do gooders. God he missed the days when it was him that was stabbing the victim watching as the life slowly bled out of their eyes just as the blood was slowly oozing out of their body. Oh well, sacrifices had to be made to be on top. He might not be able to feel the cold rush of ending a person's life but he could still enjoy the fact that he was responsible for the end of everything that was good. He was responsible for over nine thousand deaths. Just the thought of it brought a smile to his face.
"You know this wrong right?" a voice said from his left. Chris groaned and closed his eyes in frustration. He rubbed his forehead; he suddenly felt a headache coming on. He turned to face the voice and said "How the hell am I supposed to forget. You're always here to play the consouse that I never had and never needed."
Chris opened his eyes and watched as the older version of himself scowled and said "You know this is wrong. You can't just go around killing people." He watched as his older version grew frustrated at his lack of response and turned to his right and said "Will you tell him that this is not right."
"Hey you know that I agree with you that we need Wyatt back. But…You should know by now that I kind of agree with him. Damn if I wasn't just a part of his messed up mind I would be over there joining in with the blood bath." Chris smiled at the neutral version of himself that was standing to his right. He loved the fact that this version had as much of a blood lust as he did.
Chris turned back to the older version and smiled at him innocently before saying "Why did you turn to him for help you know as well as I do that he has no consouse just like me. The only thing that he cares about is Wyatt and since Wyatt is currently not at the base he doesn't care what happens to it."
"Fine! Whatever." The older version of Chris said as he shook his head in frustration as he faded away. The two other Chris's watched as he faded into nothing.
"God it's hard to believe that we could ever be that boring." The neutral version of Chris said as he leant against the thrown.
"Yeah it is. Though you do know that there has to be a reality for every possibility. You should be happy that there aren't more of us here."
"Yeah thank god we only exist in three realities."
"You know if you really want to go join my demons I could temporarily create a body for you." Chris said as he watched a smile form on his double.
"You'd do that for me?"
"Yeah why not? One of us might as well have some fun." With a wave of his hand the neutral Chris found himself solid. He touched himself on the chest making sure that he was real.
"Thanks I'll kill you a witch for this." The neutral Chris said as he orbed away in grey orbs.
AN: This is a filler chapter that gives you a little more detail into Chris's psyche. Also it sets some important things into place. There only are one or two more chapters to the story.