Chapter 10: The girl who knew too much
That night I believed I was asleep. And in a way I was. But Colt wasn't. He took over while I slept, I didn't even notice. But he was out in the woods while I believed I was in bed. He strolled through the woods like a ghost. He didn't have a purpose, a cause or a reason to do so. In that way he was like me. Only he found something to do...his hobby so to speak. Walking through the woods was a girl we knew all too well. Her name was Evie, the girl that knew our past. Why did Colt do what he did to her? Your guess is as good as mine. I guess if was simply...to be evil. He wasn't evil because he had to be, but because he wanted to be. He loved causing pain, he loved hearing people scream for help and salvation of the pain. And Colt knew how to cause pain. Michael knew how to cause pain, but Colt was on a whole different level. Michael used torture to get what he wanted, Colt used torture to cause a person so much pain that they begged for death. And if it went on long enough, they always did.
She tried to be quiet, but it didn't matter. Colt had been on to her from the start. She walked deep into the woods, not suspecting a thing. If only I realized what was going to happen, maybe I could have stopped it. But I wasn't even sure Colt was actually in control from time to time. He didn't make a single noise, he was the perfect predator. She only noticed him because he wanted her to. He stood there, leaning against a tree pretty much right in front of her.
"Hello beautiful." He said. Colt was...charming in a way. Why? Not to get a girlfriend that was certain. It was just a tactic, you could get close to someone if they trusted you, and breaking someone was much easier when you were close to them. It was why I was so useful to him. If I made a friend he could use whatever I knew about them against them. If a good friend told me they were afraid of spiders Colt would terrorize them with eight legged freaks. That was how he was, it was the perfect way of messing with someone's mind. It was simply fun for Colt to manipulate a person, it was one of his many skills. It's one of the things that I always hated most about him. He was better than me in anything. He was smarter, stronger and far more dedicated. He wasn't weakened by emotions like guilt and love. The only thing he knew was hatred, and there were very few people he hated. He didn't kill because he hated a person. And when he did...that's when it got really bad.
"You." Evie said. She obviously still hated me, only she didn't realize that she wasn't talking to me. "And you shouldn't call me that...it's uncomfortable." Her every word spoke hatred. But Colt noticed something other than hatred. Sadly he was a good judge of character. Speak to him for ten minutes and he'll be able to predict your every move. Colt didn't need to be a son of Prometheus to see the future. He could just predict what people were going to do. He'd make a good psychiatrist. Sadly he chose to use his skills to mind-fuck people and to destroy their lives.
"Ahh don't be like that. I've been trying to make a move on you for a while now. Truth is I love the way you hate." Colt said smiling. He walked closer towards Evie, if she let him close she was dead. If she noticed anything she would run and only give more fun to Colt. Either way, Evie was fucked.
"You're not Angel are you? But you're not Michael either...who are you? Evie said. She noticed the difference between the three of us. She knew us better than anyone. I was obviously the kinder side of Michael but Colt...he was something completely new. He was way more evil and sadistic than Michael ever was. He was different than anyone ever. He was mad.
"Well Evie...I guess you can call me Colt...and trust me, you would have been happy if I was Michael." Colt said with an evil grin. I wished I could help her...but I wasn't involved in this...my body was. But my mind was gone, there was only Colt now. She didn't wait around to find out if Colt was worse. She ran as fast as she could. Colt enjoyed the chase. "Ah don't run away." Colt said sarcastically. He chuckled before following her. She ran fast, faster than I had ever seen anyone run. Demigods were faster than mortals, so a demigod being chased by a serial killer was a lot faster than a mortal track runner. Colt just walked, he didn't lose track of her. Eventually she had to stop running, she was panting leaning up to a tree praying to the gods that she had lost him. "The woods seem so big when you are being chased don't they?" Colt said with a sadistic smile covering his face. Evie wanted to start running again, but Colt didn't really like that idea. He threw a dagger into her ankle, making her unable to run or walk any more. Don't ask me how he got it, your guess is as good as mine. Colt was resourceful. If he knew that he might need a dagger, then he would get himself one. After all it was a dagger that killed Tom. My worst fears had come true. I…well Colt, had killed Tom. And now he was going to kill Evie too.
"How can you do this to me? I gave you your memories back didn't I!" Evie said. "I knew I shouldn't have, I knew you would become the monster you once were." She said. She knew she was going to die, all three of us knew.
"Well, maybe you shouldn't have. But of course you didn't just see the bad parts did you? You saw a Michael no one else had seen. You saw him laugh, you saw him cry. And a part of you…loved him didn't it?" Colt said.
"Shut up! I couldn't care less about you!" She said.
"Me? We aren't talking about me. But that's not important. I wonder though, are you afraid?"
"NO!" She tried. She was lying. Fear could be read on her face like you read a book. But she was brave, she didn't want to show it.
"Well if you say so." Colt said smiling, her lying made it all the more fun. She wanted to be brave, then he had to break that bravery. He took the dagger and twisted it, making the wound bigger and hurting her a lot. She screamed in pain but she kept a strong and unbreakable face. "You try to be so strong, but you're not. You want to beg me to let you live only you can't move away your pride. Pathetic." Colt said as he continued to twist the dagger. She screamed some more, and the more she screamed the more he twisted, and the more he laughed. Eventually he pulled the dagger out. "I grow tired of your screaming, do you want me to cut out your tongue like I did to the other one?"
"So you killed Tom? How could you! He never did anything to you!" Evie yelled.
"Well he sure did look at me funny. And anyway he was just a try out. Don't worry darling you're the main event." Colt said. "Anyway…the truth is you're not random like the other one. You saw way too much Evie, so maybe it's time to take those pretty eyes of yours." An evil smile appeared on Colt's face as he cut a clean horizontal cut over both Evie's eyes. She screamed again, I couldn't imagine what pain she went through. After that he started to cut randomly avoiding any main artery just like he did to Tom. She screamed and scream but there was no relief from the pain. Not until Colt got bored with her screaming. "Well Evie, I'm horribly sorry but I can not extend your death any longer. Farewell Evie, I hope you go through the underworld blind and in pain." Colt said smiling. That's when he took her wrists and cut them both. He would leave her like that. She would bleed to death in a few minutes, extending the pain even more. Before Colt could walk away she spoke.
"I know that Angel is in there somewhere...It's not you're fault Angel... I'm so, so Sorry for this... for what I've done to you... I'm so very sorry." Colt looked at her like she was mad. "I can see the stars…They're so beautiful." That's when her heart stopped beating. She had gone through so much pain only to die in the most undignified death I could imagine.
"What an over dramatic bitch." Colt said. He walked off, leaving the dagger. He wanted me to find it I guess, I was never sure about that. Maybe he just didn't see an obvious use for it any more. And hell, if he needed another dagger he would find a way to get it.