Agh! Angry commenters! *throws an unedited, sucky chapter* here!
...the attack wasn't very effective...
oh well. it's a transition chapter. It's bound to suck. Sorry. It gets better.
Thanks to all you reviewers! Write ya later!
INNER DEMONS
Chapter Two: Let it Begin
"That's not Cry, dumbass." Snake jeered, "That's a girl."
"…"
"…"
"Hold on, did you say a girl?!" Ken exclaimed, leaning back on his heels a bit, "Cry's a girl?!"
"No, idiot, he's not a girl." Snake shot back, "I'm saying it's not Cry."
"You guys do realize that she's right there…" Red pointed out from behind, gesturing to the swaying curtain and a rather adamant-looking female who stood where there had previously had been none. She had a small demeanor, very contrary to her presence. Her hair hung down in curly, dark-blonde ringlets, which had been brushed through and put through an attempted taming. She sniffed, narrowing her big green eyes and placing her tiny hands on her hips. The outfit she wore was strange; a plain T-shirt with short jean shorts and knee-high, mismatched socks, partially hidden by boots that also didn't match. Everyone stared unabashedly, blinking in surprise.
"Who…are you?" Scott finally had the courage to ask.
"My name is Angel Nicks." She responded quickly, not sparing them any friendliness, "I was told to come here by some cosplaying fuck. He says you're being too loud."
"What did this cosplaying fuck look like?" Pewdiepie asked.
"He had a fucking mask and only would write out the stupid damn notes." The girl named Angel scowled. The emotion didn't seem very proper there…
"Cry…?" Battlestar frowned.
"It was probably just some guy cosplaying as him who wanted us to quiet down." The unnatural voice of reason, Russ, suggested.
"Maybe." Scott sighed.
"Hey, you look familiar." Ken directed at Angel Nicks, who hadn't yet left, "Have I seen you somewhere?"
"I have a YouTube channel." Angel deftly waved away, "It's not very popular, though. I doubt someone like you would stop by."
"What's it about?" Red asked.
"Hm?"
"The YouTube channel." Red persisted, "What do you do on it?"
"…nothing." Angel snorted, "Either way, why would I tell you?" She seemed to dodge the question skillfully, sticking up her nose and turning half-away. However, the scowl soon faded from her features, sliding off her smooth face and leaving it rather bare and flat. It was as if something was missing, or rather, something was being missed. An emotion nobody could name.
For a few minutes, everyone stood around awkwardly, waiting for Nicks to leave. She didn't seem to be going anywhere, or have any interest in leaving. In fact, she sat down in one of the many theater chairs and made herself at home. Angel Nicks cocked her head then, mesmerized by what she saw there.
"Inner Demons, huh?" She said, half to herself, "I thought that game was discontinued…"
"What was that?" Pewdie asked.
"Nothing." She brushed off.
"You know, I don't recall inviting you to stay." Snake finally demeaned to her, "Are you waiting for somebody, or what? Aren't you going to go back and read some guy-on-guy action with your friends? Buy some pointless Con Merc? Go die in a dumpster out back?"
"Oh, shut it." Angel sneered, "I don't recall anybody authorizing a download of Inner Demons, so ha!"
"You mean that game downloading on the computer?" Russ asked. Angel snapped to him.
"Uh...yeah."
"How'd you know about that?"
DOWNLOAD COMPLETE. STARTING PROGRAM
"Oh, well it's too late now!" Angel fumed for some reason. She threw her arms up in the air and stomped over to the computer in a fury, "Guess what, losers, are you ready for this?! ARE YOU READY?!"
"What are you talking about?!" Scott, who had been studiously guarding the computer, pushed her away with force. She didn't take too nicely to that.
"You're the one who started the download, you idiot!" She shrieked, "Finish what you started!"
"I didn't even start the download!"
"Hey!" Russ scolded, "Stop that! Snake, do something!" But the man closest to the quarrel did nothing. He simply stood by, arms crossed, and watched.
"No, I'm good. This is interesting." He frowned.
"It really is." Battlestar agreed.
"You guys are hopeless." Red spoke up. The computer screen was flashing all the while, screaming too, proclaiming a message no one bothered to read. In the midst of the small fist fight, Angel managed to knock Jund back, sending his elbow into the keyboard. A few files began to load. Then, a flash of light.
At the last minute, somebody else tumbled into the curtained area and into their line of vision. But, soon the light took them and the rest went to chaos.