MISS ME LOVE? X33 HAHA, ALRIGHT, I KNOW THAT THIS IS GETTING INTENSE. LET ME WARN YOU NOW, IT'S NOT GETTING ANY BETTER. I'M NOT A NICE PERSON.
ALSO, I WON'T WARN YOU ABOUT ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS, UNLESS OF COARSE IT'S THE 'RAPE SCENE'. THAT'S THE *ONLY* ONE I WILL WARN YOU ABOUT. OKAY?

ON WARDS TO THE SADNESS~!

A cold breeze brushes on upon your skin, waking you up. Your back hurts, and your skin feels rather prickly like. It feels like a cold metal stuck to you in front; you open your eyes. For a moment your vision was blurry. "Oh, Karkat... You finally wake up..." His voice made your heart skip a beat. "Glad you could mother fucking join us..." He sighed softly, tightening a cold wait around your body. Your vision finally focuses in on the surroundings.

You wish you were dead.

"Gamzee what the hell?" You yell. You're tide to a tree. A tree in an empty field. He hit's you in the ribs. "Fuck-!" You yelp and spit a bit of blood at the 'light touch'

Oh Jegus you wish you were dead.

"Heh heh..." He smiled. "You broke quite a few ribs Karkles... I'd behave if I were you..." He said turning around

Sadly you're alive. Why can't God just kill you now? Why does he make you Suffer? Why? For Fuck Sake's WHY?

"Well news flash fuckface! You're NOT me! I'm me, and you're a psychotic, crazy, piss poor Highblooded descendant!" You snapped at him. The juggalo turned around.

"Say that again, mother fucker... I dare you..." His voice was cold, feeling like ice with every word that was spoken, freezing you dead in your tracks. The chills ran down your spine, feeling like daggers entering your body. He growled and hit you hard in the stomach and chest with his clubs. You let out a blood curdling scream, trying not to cry. But the pain... Your wrists... your stomach... Your back... your legs... your arms... your chest... fuck your whole body cries and throbs in pain. Your soul even screams, 'kill me now'. "Shut up" He growled and started to dig through a bag. "...or else..." he warned, pulling something out. "I'll show you what real pain is..." He turned to you, holding something that had short, black hair that curled upwards slightly. It dripped green, and had cat like horns. Your heart stops. You forgot to breath.

You gasp at the scene. Gamzee smiled widely, turning the head around. It was her. It was who you thought it was. It was that girl that always called you 'Karkitty', and annoyed you sometimes with her cat puns, and quadrants. This is her. The remains of her; just her head. You close your eyes, wanting to escape the pain. "Y- You-" You choked, and bit your lip. "Y- You!" You yell, tears built up in your eyes. "How could you?" You whimper, heart aching. "Why-... Why-?" You restrain crying, a few tears only streaming down your cheek. "F- Fuck- I'm sorry- Nepeta, I'm so fucking sorry-" You whimper.

He was laughing. He laughed at you, at your pain, at your tears... at your weakness. "Heh heh... What's the matter Karkat? Can't take a little head? Did you lose your last fan girl? Ha-ha! How fucking pathetic!" He snickered, then dropped her and turned around. He dumped the bag out, heads rolling around, and piled up. All were hitting the ground, mixing blood and cracking slightly. Gamzee smiled. "Now I'm going to mother fucking kill you..." He snickered. "You are the, Final, Mother FUCKING HUE to my rainbow! YOU are the FINAL and COMPLETE COLOR to COMPLETE my master piece!" He laughed, and picked up the head, dripping with teal.

Terezi... She had always been fond of you, because of your blood color. She said that you were special. You tasted different among the rest. You were her Cherry. She was a crazy bitch... Loud... cackling... strong... She would have probably, not let this have happened... She would have been the great leader... but you... you let this happen... this is all your fault...

A loud crack stopped you in your thoughts. "Holy fuck-!" You yell in surprise and shock. He smiled, painting his fingers in her blood.

"Still fresh-" A roll of thunder cracked along the sky. Gamzee looked up, seeing the clouds darken. "Mother fucker... it's going to rain..." He packed the heads back into the bag. "I know you're not going anywhere so... I'll be back." He said, turning and walking away.

"..." You didn't say anything; you just kept your head low. You hope to be struck by lightning.

You hope to die...

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