Sacrifice
Riff Raff and Magenta find themselves in trouble after one of Frank's parties, but little do they know that things will become much worse when Magenta learns of something soon after.
AN: Hi & Hello! I would like to apologize for the lapse in updates. End of the school year and all that jazz… That last chapter was a bit intense so let's hope this one will be a bit lighter for ya, with just a dash of angst on the side. ^_- This chapter will contain minor fluff. And by minor? I mean you gotta squint a bit…
AN #2: I had a reviewer comment on how Magenta seemed a bit out of character, and how Frank was a bit too evil ^^; On the first note- I do apologize if she seemed too OC. I tried to keep her strong personality as much as I could, but I also wanted to experiment with the idea that she had to grow into the personality that she had in the movie. There are several more events that still need to take place, which I hope to be posting up soon. And the only reason, she is so "worried and fearful" is because she's afraid that their secret will get out. This is bad o_O Their entire lives would change if Riff and Magenta were found out *at least that's the way I'm writing it* I thought I did okay with her not being so submissive…but maybe not…anymore comments on this to help me out you guys?
As for the second comment, I do realize that Frank is not that evil. I know that by the end of the film he seemed rather misunderstood, but for me, the fanfics that I have read, portrayed him in this more evil way, not to mention that he does have a few of these tendencies. Sorry folks if you don't like him that way, but that was my lasting impression =/
Don't forget, these characters and the RHPS universe does not belong to me. The amazing Richard 'O Brian is lucky enough to claim that title *pouts*
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Magenta ran down the hallway. She did not know where she was going, but she did know that she had to get as far away as possible from that room, and that man. She found herself at the foot of another staircase, hidden in a corner, as though it was created as an afterthought. Magenta ascended the stairs, knowing exactly where they would take her. After several minutes of climbing, Magenta was standing in front of a door. It was locked, but Magenta soon produced a key hidden within the folds of her uniform. Who would have guessed that she'd find herself here again? Unlocking the door, she stepped inside, and closed it without a sound. The Observatory had once belonged to Frank, but he had grown tired of climbing so many stairs to use such a room, so it was turned into a storage room, where random pieces of furniture, art, and other "treasures" that Frank had discovered since arriving here, now resided.
Magenta sank to the floor and hugged her knees in close. Fresh tears began to fall down her cheeks as thoughts began to fill her already troubled mind. On Transsexual, she had not been blind to the eyes that would watch her, eyes filled with lust. She had chosen not to pay them any attention. Transsexual was a free planet. One could have as many lovers as they desired, in fact the more the better, but she desired no one but Riff. He was all she had and all she would ever need. It mattered not to her that he was her brother. There was no official law against incest, but it was still severely frowned upon. Magenta had once heard rumors of how a couple had been secretly run out of their hometown on charges of having an incestuous relationship. Terrified for their lives and well-being, Magenta and Riff were forced to love in secret, the fear of discovery never leaving their minds. Now it seemed as though that fear was once again in danger of being realized. Frank 'N Furter's own desire for Magenta could lead him to discover their secret.
Magenta felt a shiver run up her spine as thoughts of her last encounter with him began to surface. She could still feel him on her, his breath on her neck, hear his voice in her ears. She felt dirty and sick. She never would have thought that Frank would go to such lengths to get what he wanted, and to think that she had been so powerless against his assault made her feel that much worse. She suddenly stood up, anger and frustration pumping through her veins. Seizing a nearby lamp, she hurled it against the wall, the shards of broken glass reflecting the breaking of her own heart. She toppled chairs, tore the old curtains from the window, and smashed a painting of what looked like a human woman standing next to a human man who was holding a large fork. Panting slightly from her efforts, Magenta sank onto an old sofa. Why was Frank suddenly showing an interest in her? It was true that he had enough charm to claim any girl he wanted. Magenta smirked at that lat thought. Almost any girl. She would never allow herself to be claimed by the likes of him. Exhaustion slowly began to spread throughout her entire body. She was undoubtedly overworked and worn out, and the most recent events had caused her mind much strain. Not willing to fight the urge to rest, Magenta soon fell into an empty, dreamless sleep.
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Riff Raff exited the laboratory once Frank had arrived. Riff responded to Frank's verbal abuse of how useless he was with a simple, "My apologizes, Master." Underneath Riff's faithful servant façade, he was smirking inside. It had been Riff who had poured the chemicals into the holding tank. Riff would never try to destroy the creation completely, especially since most of the work had been his own, but ever since Frank began to take credit for the project, Riff Raff would occasionally find a way to cause the master a considerable amount of frustration. After Frank ordered Riff to leave him while he "cleaned up his mistakes," Riff thought that he would use the time to go and look for Magenta. Having been in the laboratory, it was difficult to know what was happening elsewhere in the castle, but for a moment, he had sworn that he had heard Magenta yell his name. This troubled Riff Raff. Magenta wasn't one for unnecessary shouting and loud noises, and if she needed him, she would have come to him…unless she was unable. Riff cursed as he could feel his brotherly instincts begin to take over. Where was she? What had happened that she was unable to come to him? He searched in her room, the kitchen, even the ballroom. She was nowhere to be found. Riff was beginning to grow frustrated. He had searched every-
"No." Riff stopped himself from going down another hallway, "Not every room." He felt in his pocket. Yes, it was still there, though the last time he had used it, he could barley recall. Turning in the opposite direction, he began to ascend the staircase, hoping that he would find her.
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Magenta was submersed in darkness. To most, this would seem quite terrifying, but to Magenta, it felt like home. She felt peaceful, there was no pain or fear in this place, and she could feel her spirit begin to grow stronger as all semblance of time began to slip away. It's astounding. Time is fleeting. Madness takes its toll.
Magenta's mind began to un-fog as she felt someone gently try to shake her awake. She slowly opened her eyes, immediately shutting them when her vision was bombarded with unwanted sunlight.
"Magenta."
She opened her eyes once again, though slower this time. She was surprised to see her brother kneeling beside her.
"Riff? How did you get here?" Riff gave her a slight smile and held up a key identical to the one Magenta had used.
"Now don't tell me that my dear sister had forgotten that this was our special place? We created these keys and would sneak up here when we wanted to…get away."
Magenta smiled and reached up to caress her brother's cheek, "Of course not. I could never forget, nor would I wish to. I meant to ask 'Why you are here?' Is there something wrong?"
Riff's smile faltered. "Yes, I think there may be." Magenta sat up slowly, a look of seriousness on her face.
"What is it brother?" she asked.
Riff Raff took Magenta's hands in his own, an unreadable look on his face. Magenta was slightly unnerved. It was a rare occasion when she could not read her brother's emotions, which made her curious as to what he wished to talk about.
"Magenta, were you in trouble this morning?"
Magenta's blood went cold. For a moment, a split second, Magenta had pushed those events to the back of her mind. She had been so happy to have Riff near, that she felt no need to summon them again, but all at once the memories returned, causing her hands to subconsciously clench, and Riff who was still holding them, did not fail to notice.
"Magenta look at me." Riff said sternly moving his hands to the sides of her shoulders, "What happened? I thought I heard your cry but was uncertain. Why did you call for me like that?"
Magenta slowly looked into her brother's concerned face, her feelings torn. She so longed to tell Riff everything that had happened, and that had almost happened, but she was also fearful, fearful of what he might try to do. He would surly try to kill Frank for his offenses, and as much as she would love to see that man erased from her life, she knew it was risky to make an attempt at his life. Magenta gave a forced chuckle.
"My apologizes Riff. I was having some…troubles with my chores this morning. It was foolish to summon you for something so trivial, especially since I know you to be so busy and-"
"Do you take me for a fool, sister?" Riff cut her off, shaking her slightly. He knew something was false in her answer, but he still could not figure out what, and this only added to his frustrations. "I have been by your side since you were born. Do you honestly think that I cannot tell when you are being dishonest?" His tone was gentler, but still pressing. Magenta looked away in shame. She knew it was useless trying to deceive her brother. He knew her better than anyone did. However, she couldn't do this yet. She needed time to think, to gather up what she would tell him.
"Not now." She said, still not looking at him.
"Magenta-" Riff had started to object, but Magenta cut in,
"Please, Riff. Not now." Magenta's eyes finally made contact with Riff's, and at that moment, he saw her need for time.
"If not now, then when? You will have to tell me sooner or later."
"Tonight." Magenta said, realizing the truth of her brother's words. Riff Raff was a very smart man, and if he really wanted to, he would indeed find out the truth sooner or later.
"Very well, then." He agreed, "I will meet you here, tonight. You'd best get back to your duties now. You've been gone for several hours."
Magenta had not paid any thought to the time. It was astounding how fleeting time could be on this planet. Magenta stood up, Riff Raff doing likewise. They stood facing each other, then, without a word spoken, they brought their hands parallel to the floor and slowly brought them together, their fingertips, palms, and then arms meeting as their hands curved upward above their heads. This was their sign. Their connection. It held their unspoken promises, and as they brought their arms down, Riff Raff took hold of Magenta's hand, kissed it, then whispered,
"Until tonight, my most beautiful sister."
Magenta gave him a trademark grin before walking to the door. With a single glance back at her brother, Magenta left the room, hoping that she would find the words to tell her brother the truth.
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Okay, okay! Gotta save some for the other chapters ^_- Again, so sorry for the tardiness, and even the shortness of the chapter. I wrote it in web layout view so I was more aware of the length. Again, kindly read and review for me =] I hope some questions or concerns were addressed and if you have anymore, please feel free to share *so long as you're polite*