CHAPTER 43: "They Call Me Scuttle!"
I woke up, only to feel my stomach hurting like hell.
"Damn . . . did I catch the stomach flu . . . ?" I groaned as I sat up.
Weird things were beginning to happen. Every few seconds, I'd twitch a leaf or root, blink rapidly, clear my throat for no reason, and even jolt as if I got an electric shock.
"Elyssia . . . are you all right?" Peater asked as he woke up and put a leaf on my stem. I jerked again.
"N . . . n-no . . . I-I mean . . . I . . . I . . . honestly . . . d-don . . . d-don't know . . ." I stuttered.
I then facepalmed ― even my voice was being affected by this oddity.
"Elyssia . . . you don't sound all right, and you don't look all right either." Peater said as my leaf twitched.
I then felt a splitting headache charge through my head, and I was sure that I was going to die from the agony. I shook my head once, twice, three times to remove the buzzing, clicking sounds that were beginning to come from my head. I was then swept into a world of darkness as a voice in my head spoke to me.
Then a female voice started speaking.
"Elyssia . . . what a pleasure to meet you . . ."
Who . . . who the hell are you?!
"They call me SCUTTLE!"
Who is "they?"
"My . . . ah, what's the word . . . Oh, right . . . my, ah . . . victims . . ."
So you're someone evil who drives already-troubled minds insane to the brink of ―
"AHH! I'm so sorry, Miss Albert Einstein, but you'll drive ME insane!"
Like you've got feelings, slut!
"Grrrr . . ."
Where did you come from?
"God himself! Tee-hee!"
Sure . . .
"Well, no matter. I'm queen of your off the wall head, Elyssia, and I can make you do what I want you to do!"
Psh! Hell yeah! But in case you haven't noticed, Scuttle, this is a FREAKING FREE COUNTRY. You can't just make me do what you want me to do what you want me to do ― unless your name is Stephen Harper, or Kathleen Wayne!
"Ohh . . . bitch . . ."
What . . . WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?! DID YOU JUST CALL ME A FEMALE DOG?!
"Ah . . . never mind. But I'll be popping in from time to time, no doubt!"
Not unless I stop ya!
"How can you stop me?"
You're only an element of the imagination, Scuttle!
"Oh, really! "Element of the imagination," my rear end!"
Well . . . YEAH! You only came into existence because of a piece of CAKE with Macadamia nuts that I ate last night!
"Well, Jenny Neutron, do you think that an element of the imagination can do THIS?"
Shortly after saying her last word, Scuttle filled my mind with horrible images ― from Ash choking me while Peater laughed and encouraged it, to Adria and Alana losing their lives back by Weston.
"Now . . . what exactly were you saying about the element of imagination, sister?"
You and your evil can park yourselves in Zomboss' brain!
"How DARE you use his name in vain! He is like a second god to me ―"
Because he brought you to life, hell spawn!
"Here you are, acting so high and mighty . . ."
Well, it IS a free country, twat!
Before I could do anything, I heard those weird buzzes and clicks inside my head, but with each buzz and click, I could feel a small tap of pain charge through my body.
"How I love to see you suffer, Elyssia. It just brings a smile to my face . . ."
And how I'd love to see Jesus grab you and choke you into oblivion!
"Like that's gonna happen in a million years, idiot."
I'm not an idiot! You are, Scuttle! Damn . . . if only I had a ukulele with me! Why, if I could see ya, you'd be getting one HELL of a solo!
"Ugh . . . get the hell outta my life, girl."
I'd like to say the same to you, crappy, messed up chode!
Strangely enough, I received no reply.
I said, I'd like to say the same to you, crappy, messed up chode!
Again, I received no answer, which meant that Scuttle had departed . . . temporarily. I then saw the world of blackness around me dissolve, and I was left to see Elias shaking me as if I was a maraca.
"Who, father! Calm down, she'll be all right! Can't you see that she's actually mentally present?" Peater yelled as he shook his father as well.
I was dropped to the ground hard, which left me dizzy.
"Ohh . . ." I moaned as pain began to course through my body.
"What was in that cake that Mar gave to us?" I asked.
Peater looked up at the ceiling, and tried to remember.
"There was chocolate, sugar and macadamia nuts!"
I gasped, as I recalled the mental conversation that I had with Scuttle.
"Macadamia nuts . . . Mar did this on purpose! She always seems to know where I'm weak, and then she uses it to her advantage!" I exclaimed.
"She did this so that Scuttle would come and make me do horrible things!"
Elias only hmphed. "Sounds more like the delusions of an insane and troubled mind, if you ask me."
Peater rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right! How would you know? Are you some . . . psychiatrist?" he quipped.
Elias simply replied with, "I have my ways."