After a week, we tried to focus on trust exercises, to get everyone more comfortable with each other. However, things aren't going as planned. Angel Dust is too horny, Sir Pentious is too slimy to properly catch, and Niffty was too psychotic and liked falling onto the floor experiencing pain.

"Uh, Charlie? This trust exercise thing isn't working out, is it?"

"You're right, it's not going as planned at all. It's really hard to see this being useful if most of the guests here have issues with trust. But we really do need to work on this whole trust thing more, so how about try and use your own ideas and see if you can think of any way that would make this more productive and useful because we're going to have to come up with things on the fly to make this trust thing worth it."

"If you're in the market for some ideas, I've got just a thing." The porn star cut in, having a sly smile. "That is, if you two can trust me."

"What idea is that, Angel Dust?" To everyone's shock and my disgust, Angel Dust's idea was taking everyone to a BDSM sex dungeon.

"What the actual fuck?!"

"Angel Dust! That is definitely NOT going to help us work on our trust issues! And also, why do you even just have this on hand? We're not doing that at all!"

"No activity requires more trust than BDSM." He grinned while holding fuzzy handcuffs. "Nothing happens here except consensual permission, and no bond is stronger than those formed in bondage. It's even this places' motto." Charlie couldn't help but be taken aback at how his words of that last sentence described it. It could definitely make sense in a way, but she still couldn't accept this being an actual solution to everyone's problems. She took a deep breath and replied as she looked at Angel Dust.

"I get that you're really trying to help here but this can't be the right thing for our situation at all! Maybe this would be the perfect thing for you but I can't believe you thought this was going to be a good idea in any way, shape, or form!"

"Agreed. Angel's idea is that of a fucking idiot." I then darkly smile. "Maybe I should teach them how I've learn trust at first." As I gave a darkly smiling look, Charlie couldn't help but get curious as to what I was now implying. She asked with a concerned and nervous tone.

"I don't like the way you're looking at me when you said that… What do you mean by that? What are you suggesting?"

A little later:

"This is how you learned to trust people?!" My girlfriend shouted as she looked at a forever war turf warzone in Pentagram City, filled with endless violence, and constant pain and danger. I truly felt in my element.

"Ah, this is where I thrive in. When you're in the middle of battle, you need to trust your allies. That's one of the factors between surviving, and dying. Brothers and sisters in arms." Turning away from Charlie, I addressed the other hotel staff and patrons, slamming the end of my spear down with authority. "Everyone, attention!" I yelled like a drill sergeant. My sudden yelling definitely caught everyone off guard and it got everyone's attention as I slammed your spear down. The other dwellers and staff members all looked at me now as I yelled like a drill sergeant at them as I demanded their attention. "There is nothing stronger than the trust between comrades in arms! Buckle up, pussies! I'm going to whip you all into trust worthy shape!" I pick up Sir Pentious who seemed scared for his life. "You are going to survive together. "I threw him straight into the battle zone, before picking up the protesting Angel Dust. "And you are going to make this hotel work!" I threw him in as well. It was clear to you I was going too far.

"Ryan, You're going too far! I think you're taking this too seriously! You're actually threatening them at this point!"

"This is the only way they'll learn, Charlie."

"Couldn't we do this in a much more peaceful and calm way? Building trust takes time!"

"Time we don't have! How many Exterminations will have gone by before these idiots get their shit together? How many times will we have to watch your people be killed before we make headway?" I turned away from you, facing the warzone.

"Couldn't we try something less extreme than this?!

"I took charge today and it all went sideways. I'm supposed to make your dreams a reality. I'm supposed to protect you. I'm supposed to never fail you." I look down sadly. She looked at me and saw the sadness in my eyes which only made her feel worse in her own eyes since it felt like I were blaming myself. Charlie walked over to me and put a hand on my shoulder while speaking with a soft and soothing tone.

"You did nothing wrong. You're not failing me." I again turn away from her, feeling really insecure.

"If I can't help you, what's the point of me?"

"There is a point to you, okay? I need you and I care about you."

"I-I'm sorry. I need to clear my head. I need a moment." I jump from the building away from you. I landed on the street below, twirling my spear in my hand. I yelled out as I charged into battle, slicing at anyone indiscriminately, needing to let my deep seated frustrations out. Charlie saw me charging into battle and slicing blindly at everyone as I took my frustrations out through this way. She saw the violent manner in which I was fighting and it concerned her so much for my safety. She couldn't help but jump down after me and follow me into the warzone. She yelled at me as she ran after me.

"RYAN! STOP!" I looked towards her, only to see someone aiming a high powered magnum at my girlfriend. "Charlie, no!" I zoomed to save her. She didn't even see the person that held the magnum as I suddenly went to save her, pushing her out of the way of the bullet. She looked over at me in awe and realized the danger that I had just averted with how I saved her from the bullet. She couldn't help but still be very concerned for my safety. "Ryan! Are you okay?!" I winced, crying out that I took a glancing blow, my eyepatch shot off as my left eye socket was exposed, and a bloody line crossed my skin across my face around my eye socket. The way that my eye socket was exposed scared Charlie and it caused her to quickly run towards me and drop down to my side. She saw the line that had crossed my skin from the bullet and it made the sight even more gruesome and unsettling. Her expression was of fear and worry as she asked me about how I was feeling. "Oh no… Are you going to be okay?!" I didn't answer. I was too emotionally unbalanced as I used my spear as support. I stood up, looked truly pissed off.

"How dare you." I said to no one in particular. I didn't care who attacked Charlie, because someone did, and now all I could see was red.

"Ryan, you're starting to scare me. Please calm down!"

"No one… hurts my Charliiiiieeee!!!" I screamed with a berserker rage as I held nothing back as I ran around at top speed. I wasn't a man with a spear, I was a flying whirlwind of furious destruction as I cut into everyone within sight. They all... had to pay. Must PAY! Hurt them... for hurting Charlie. I'll kill. Kill them all! All them! Down to the last one! For Charlie. Charlie! Protect Chaaaaaaaaagggghhhh!

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Things started to come into focus, first of all the pentagram moon. I was panting, my breath shuddering from the extreme psychosis I just experienced. I could barely register my girlfriend calling out my name as she ran to me. She was horrified by the amount of brutal punishment I dealt to everyone I could find, blood, guts and limbs strewn all about the place. I just stood there, panting heavily, my body, face and spear drenched in blood, seeing no one left to mutilate. I gave one last guttural scream into the sky for ten seconds, before collapsing onto my knees, my hand letting my spear drop and clatter against the ground. I tried to process everything that has happened as I looked up at the sky, the moon reflecting in my remaining eye that was nearly completely unfocused. The way that I collapsed my knees and how I could only give out staggered breaths as I was trying to process everything that had just transpired only heightened her sense of worry. Charlie didn't even care about her own self right now as she crouched down beside me, her hands reaching out as if she was trying to make sure that I wouldn't hurt myself.

"Are you okay?!" I slowly look at Charlie, my focus slowly coming back.

"Cha… Charlie." I barely spoke, my mind still reeling from what I just did after someone nearly hurt my girlfriend. She could see that I was slowly coming back to reality but my mind was still all over the place after having inflicted massive damage upon the Sinners due to the extreme rage that I was experiencing.

"Y-Yes, I'm right here. Are you okay?"

"What… what happened?" I asked, my eye focusing on her more as everything was coming back to me. Charlie shook her head as she answered me, it was clear to her that I had completely blacked out from how mad I got and from I you were able to inflict that level of destruction upon the Sinners. She was still shocked by how easily I had managed to do this and she could only feel deep concern for me.

"You… you lost control and you went into this insane berserker rage where you attacked everyone without holding back and now… you've completely demolished them." I look around, seeing that the Sinners around me were destroyed. Even a public bus was cleaved in the half by just simply being behind a Sinner I sliced vertically in half. I then look down at myself, seeing that I was bathed in the blood of everyone I perceived as a threat to Charlie. I even raised my hands to look at them with a stare, seeing them shake.

"I… I don't…" I slowly shook my head. The way that I was shaking my head only confirmed to her that I was starting to come down and realize the barbaric actions I had just committed. I was under a great deal of distress as I looked around and saw the carnage that I had afflicted upon the Sinners. Seeing my reaction to all of it made her continue to feel extremely worried for my wellbeing. She tried to help calm me down as she spoke with a gentle and caring tone.

"Shhh... it's okay..." My right eye teared up, and my tears went down my face, but I wasn't crying. I just rested myself on Charlie as everything was weighing more and more heavily on me the longer I took to comprehend what I did.

"Charlie." I whimpered.

"Shhh... it's okay... I'm here..."

"Take me home."

"Okay... I'll take you home..." I instinctively grabbed my spear as she pulled me up, but I didn't hold it with pride or conviction. My hand only had enough grip to keep hold of it as I absentmindedly dragged the blade against the ground behind me, metal scraping against broken concrete as we slowly made our way back to the hotel. "How are you feeling? Are you OK?"

"I don't know." I spoke emptily as we made our way back slowly. The way that I sounded so lost and unsure of how I was feeling only caused her to worry more and she continued to look over at me while we took our slow and steady steps back to the hotel. She wanted to say something more but honestly she didn't even know what else she could possibly ask or say to me now after everything that had transpired. Once we reached the hotel, I broke away from Charlie to take a shower by myself. I turned the temperature all the way up to the hottest it could go, and I didn't even react to the scalding temperatures. I stayed in the shower even as it went from scalding hot to freezing cold, just standing there for so long. I was unaware that Charlie waited outside the bathroom door in her room the entire time. After two hours of being in the bathroom, the water finally turned off, and I stepped out, my body looking worn out from exerting so much strength and speed during my blackout. My good eye finally seemed focused. I went to our bed, and sat down, sighing. I looked over at Charlie.

"How do you feel? Do you feel at least a little better?"

"A... a little." My words made her heart ache a little bit but she was at least grateful that I didn't feel quite as horrible anymore. She kept my gentle and caring expression as she spoke with a more sympathetic voice.

"Can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"When you lost control and you went into that blind rage as you fought those sinners… were you completely aware in that moment of everything that you had done?"

"Uh… yes and no. In terms of knowing what I was immediately doing, yes. I was taking down anyone who could hurt you after someone tried to shoot you. But in terms of actually thinking of what I was doing?… no. I was on autopilot, only thinking of one thing. Protecting you." My explanation made a lot of sense as she couldn't even begin to guess the amount of adrenaline that I must have been on as I fought those sinners to keep them away from you. The fact that the only thing on my mind was still protecting me made her tear up a little bit because that meant that even though I really went off the ledge in the worst way possible, my intentions were still in the right place and they still very much revolved around her.

"Do... do you happen to regret what you did to those sinners?"

"What I did to them? Not that itself. In some sense, it felt good to finally cut loose and slice apart people who deserved it." I clenched my fists, causing my knuckles to pop before I let go. "But… I do regret losing myself. I never wanted you to see me like this. You must've been… horrified by me. Like I was a monster." The way that I clenched my fists really made her worried about me because she could still see how much I wanted to be strong and resilient for her sake, but I still clearly felt deep emotional pain about my loss of control. She shook her head vigorously and her expression still held a sympathetic tone before she spoke to me in a much gentler and reassuring tone in response to what I said.

"Never... never, ever, ever even think that... you're not a monster. You're not even close to being a monster."

"But… I slaughtered dozens of your people without even thinking about it. The same people we're supposed to help redeem. I lost control, and this happened. What the hell am I if I'm not a monster?" I put my hands over my eyes, holding back sobs as my right eye became wet. She watched me put my hands over my eyes to try and hold back the pain that I was so obviously in with the way that my right eye had become wet as it started to tear up. My voice broke her heart completely as she saw how much pain I was experiencing from this whole incident. She kept on speaking with a gentle and caring tone as she looked over at me.

"You're... not a monster, I promise. Everything that you just did, all of the sins you committed during this blackout all... they... all stem from how deeply protective you are of me." I shake my head. "I just love you so much. The idea of you getting seriously hurt, or dying… it just broke me for a bit. I can't lose you. I can't live without you." My words caused her heart to melt and she wanted nothing more than to just hug me tightly. The way I talked so lovingly to her made her feel so loved and cared about. She spoke with a warm and affectionate tone of voice after hearing the way that I was talking to her.

"I love you more than I can ever put into words. Even with the way that you just acted... even in that moment of rage and violence... it all stems from the love that you have for me."

"I don't want to scare you away. I don't want to scare you like that again."

"You could never scare me away. I could never be afraid of you, even with the way that you acted in that fit of rage."

"But… but why?" I looked up at Charlie, my right eye red. "I'd run away if I wasn't me."

"Why? It's because you're you and there's no one like you. There's no one that's better than you. Not to mention, you'd never intentionally hurt me like that. It went too far but it all came from your desire to protect me." I just kept crying as I hugged my girlfriend, burying myself into her. I couldn't control myself. She immediately gave me a tight hug back as I buried yourself into her body. She continued to let me sob and cry into her as she did her very best to just comfort and ease the emotional turmoil that I was still going through. The way that I was acting now with the way that I was hugging her and crying into me made me feel like she was my safe haven, like she was the only one I felt safe with right now.

I soon after fell asleep, though by no means peacefully as I still silently cried, and needed my girlfriend the whole night to not break. Charlie kept myself awake the entire night as I silently cried myself to sleep after such a traumatic event. She didn't let go of me the entire time as I used her as a substitute blanket to shield and comfort me as I slept. She didn't mind being used as my substitute blanket a bit as it just felt nice to have me so close to her. It may not have been the most peaceful night but it sure was one that she will remember for a very very long time.