Post by Violet Ripley on May 17, 2014 0:25:16 GMT -5
...You know in the grand scheme of things, The Third might just be a good thing for us....
....are you crazy?...
...Haven't you been paying attention Mack? Of course I am! You are too because it's not just me along for this ride you know... it started with you...
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...*laughter* You know I'm right Mack...
...Whatever...
...Whatever my ass. You just can't admit that I'm right because it will wound that big ego of yours, by the way you don't have any right to have an ego since I'm the one doing all the leg work around here...
...Well maybe if you had given me a chance to show you what I have that wouldn't be true...
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...Exactly. The Third is no where near good for us Vi. You just like the fact that she wants blood from Drake and she's not going to stop until she gets it...
...Maybe...
...Maybe... no maybe about it. Look at it this way Vi, here we are talking to each other inside our head while The Third is on some stakeout watching for a chance to take out your little lover boy...
...don't call him that...and technically he's all of our little loverboy...
...Well I wasn't privy to what you two did with MY body while you had me in that sonic super sleep....
...Didn't stop you from kissing him!!...
...It's just a kiss Vi and besides... Like you said, we share a body so it's technically not cheating...
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...Okay are we done with this conversation because it's all mute anyway, he dumped us because we're too 'complicated' *laughter* He calls us complicated. we may be technically three people but at least we don't have some voices in our head telling us to destroy people...
...Really? What do you call this obsession you have with Kahlan Blaze?...
...uh...
...Right. Or your vendetta with Sarah Gordon?....
...uh...
...You obsess entirely too much...
....well now that obsession has become The Third's obsession...
...This reminds me of that Michael Keaton movie... you know the one, where he keeps making clones and the clones make clones and they just keep getting stupider every time...
...*laughter* Hey... wait... that was a dig at me!...
...*Laughter*...
...that's not funny Mack. And the Third is certainly not stupid....
...well that's up for debate. That part of us has absolutely no emotion other than pure unadulterated rage. There is no limit to what this part of us is capable off, there is no remorse and certainly no moral boundary...
...Eric is right...
...About what exactly? He isn't exactly the best role model you know...
...She will ruin our life...
...I believe it but what can we do? She has the most control right now because we're both emotionally fucked!...
...Maybe that's the key to getting rid of her or at least pushing her back inside...
...Maybe I can do the same with you once we get rid of her...
...Not a chance babe... I'm here to stay and you know that...
...Unfortunately yes...
...Good...
...WOULD YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP!...
The chatter in my head finally stops. I was tired of listening to the two of them try to come up with a way to get rid of me. There was only one way for me to leave and that was when I had paid my debts. All the things that had pissed off either one of my counterparts was now my mission and until that mission was satisfied I was here to stay. Do I care about anything other than that? No I do not. But over the last few days, they had figured out how to talk to each other in my head and it was damn annoying.
I picked up the binoculars again and peer over the distance in to the window of Drake Hunter's Condo building. I have a clear shot of his living room from here. At this moment he's relaxing on his couch and occasionally he's smirking at the television screen but his posture screams that he's got something on his mind and in teh last couple days of watching him, I hadn't seen him bring another girl into the apartment.
"Are you done yet? What is this going to do anyway? I would like to go home and maybe do something that will actually be worthwhile"
I turn slowly to look at the blonde tart I'd been straddled with. Ruby as Violet called her for right now she was wearing the blonde wig but instead of the school girl uniform she was wearing a pair of black tights that cut off right before her calves and on top was a loose fitting shirt that had a low neck line revealing that she wore no bra but it wasn't as though she had very much endowment for it to matter. She's got her hands on her hips, annoyed because she knows she's gotta follow us around every where we go to make sure that we don't get into any trouble. If only she knew how much trouble I really could do.
I give her a devious smirk and she takes a deep sigh. I know she doesn't like me. She'd much rather see Makayla since she has a big ol' lesbian crush on her. She even preferred Violet to me. "This is worthwhile, you will see the benefits to me watching his every move soon enough. Next we move on to surveillance of Kahlan. I am studying them so that I can strike with efficiency."
"Efficiency involves doing something that will actually do something with benefits. I see no benefits here. I think you are just doing this to torture Violet. you know that she'll never stop loving that man." She puts her hands on her narrow waist and glares at me. Good. I hated when people were agreeable, it made for a greater challenge
"It's not my fault that you are so obtuse." I turn back to the window and I hear an audible growl from my babysitter. Then teh sound of the gravel on the rooftop moving as she takes a little tantrum. It was quite comical how immature this woman could be amidst all the nursing background. Weren't nurses supposed to be mature?
She walks over and drops herself beside me but with her back against the short wall that lines the buildings roof. I suspected it was suppose to serve as some kinda of security so that people didn't just walk right off the edge but if someone really wanted to jump this was hardly enough to stop them. "Just have some patience and the rewards will be evident in no time."
"I don't like you. I hate that you won't give yourself a name and I hate even more that you are using Violet and Makayla like they are your own personal puppets that you can make dance whenever you want. Nobody likes you." I don't even look at her because I already know the expression on her face. I'd seen it often whenever I'd been the present personality in this body. She could try to intimidate me all she wanted but it was going to change anything. I was akin to the T-2000 from Terminator 2. I wasn't going to stop until every name on my list was dead and I would keep coming back over and over again until it was finished. Maybe I'd even stay after it was done...i was starting to like this body.
"I wasn't searching for your approval Ruby. I am not just another personality...I am something different. I am pure calculated rage and I take over like a demon would possess."
She shakes her head in disbelief and I see it from the corner of my eye. She doesn't really think I'm some demon drawn up from the bowels of hell to reek havoc and maybe I was exaggerating slightly. Yes I actually was a third personality but I was different that Vi and Mack. I was missing the pieces that both of them had that made them human...I only had on motive and that was to destroy and issue retribution. "I have a few names on my list Ruby but the main ones are; Drake Hunter, Kahlan Blaze, Sarah Gordon...Jack Keith, Chris Constantine and of course Alex Devlin... among others. I do this to learn and when I have gathered enough on each of them I will use it to get the satisfaction and issue the punishment they all deserve."
"What exactly did Kahlan do? Besides be in a war with your Ex-boyfriend."
"Not my Ex-boyfriend Ruby. But Kahlan is a disease that needs to be eradicated and I will provide the vaccine."
She's staring at me.
"Sarah Gordon is a loud mouthed asshole that just squirts her verbal diarrhea like some dirty dog that really just needs to be put down. I'm not going to waste valuable time trying to cure her of what ails her instead I will simply put her out of her misery so that everyone can feel better about not having to clean up her shit. She should have kept her fat ass out of our business and stayed backstage munching on her girlfriend's rug. I'm not a homophobic by any stretch of the imagination but it's people like her that give the LGBT community a bad name. Backwater country hick with the vocabulary of a donkey and her odour provides further proof why this is a good comparison. I have no time for wannabes to threaten our title or our mission. She will be easily dispatched."
"No really... tell me how you really feel..." The sarcasm of Ruby's words drips off it and I smirk.
"You can make fun all you want but it's the truth. What woman is proud to call herself a bitch? That's almost as bad as being proud of being a Barbie doll. She revels in the idea that she is compared to a dog used primarily for breeding until she is too far gone to be of any more worth when her female organs are ripped form her body and she's sent to some foster home where she's fed scraps and treated like shit..but she tries to turn it around in her promo, stating that it really means that she's a Tough SOB... nope. I'm sorry, no matter how many times she tires to justify or come up with some meaningful reason to call herself that... a spade is a spade, just like a bitch is a bitch."
I look once again at the window where I know that Drake Hunter is trying hard to ignore the ever creeping guilt of dumping us. "And once again, that ass clown Constantine speaks without doing any sorta research whatsoever. It's the same tired ass bullshit lines that he says for all his clients and he calls us immature while he throws a childish tantrum about the kinds match his other client got...then they continue to talk about things that mean dick all....like the weight of this body and that I have no skills and they base that one what exactly because if they had actually I dunno... even opened Google and typed in our name they would see that they are talking out their ass but that is after all what assholes do. They pass wind, it stinks for a few minutes and then just like everything else his supposed client does, everyone will forget about it.... a gimmick he calls us... why because we have a certified case of DID? Oh I'm sorry I wasn't aware that real medical conditions were just acts used for a wrestling ring... and when he says something about how Violet must have beat some jobber for the title... once again if he actually say, did some looking up on his opponents instead of being a grade A idiot, he'd know that Violet fought the biggest names in LAW to get the Marquee title and sooner rather than later she will get the World title. Bringing up our weight is a menial attempt to try and make us insecure. Talking about using a push up bra...what would he know since his chick probably is a bigger criminal of that than any other girl I know. Everything he tries to say about violet he should be saying to his own dirty whore of a chick."
Ruby's mouth drops open because I've used a word that Violet swore up and down she'd never use for the exact reason I had just used it but do i give a flying fuck? No. "shut your mouth you'll attract flies."
She shuts it while still staring at me, "One thing I find amusing is that they both try to say that they don't need to waste their time on twitter talking themselves up but Constantine sure did spend a heck of a lot of time on there fighting violet and for some of it was actually me. and then saying that we don't get out and enjoy life.. please... we probably see more sun then his lily white ass...and then trying to play it up like we are some damsels in distress or that we were pampered like some princess. Once again I call bullshit because no real manager would actually let his client or himself sound like a blazing fool in front of a camera by not actually doing RESEARCH!!! But as minor as those two fools are, they will get what's coming to them when Violet destroys Jack this weekend and takes her spot as the contender for the PCW title...then what will little Chrissy poo have to say then? Is he going to throw another tantrum on the phone like some 3 year old child? Probably and then it will only further add to the fact that not only can he not come up with anything original... He'll have a client that doesn't stack up to the hype he's trying to spread around."
Ruby is listening to me, still rather flabbergasted at my audacity. It's far more in-depth to anything Violet would come up with because as much as she claimed to be a bad ass, she still had a conscious. She still had morals even if they were skewed...I had neither of these things. I didn't care who I pissed off, whose feelings I hurt and even better... I didn't care if it got a whole lotta backlash. In fact, I welcome anybody to come at me.
"I nor Violet is worried about Mr. Keith and his sham of a manger...not that will be easy work. Just like Crystal Hilton, the joke they threw at us to try and take the Marquee title... my god they are just leading all these women like a lamb to slaughter...does Lucas really hate his roster that much that he'd throw some newb at us like that? Does he want her to spend extended amounts of time in the intensive care unit of the local hospital? I mean that's what it seems like since there is no way in hell that girl is going to win. Just because she beat Sarah doesn't mean dick all."
I look to see that Drake has stood, grabbed his jacket and is starting toward the front door. I stand and instantly I'm walking briskly toward the exit, stopping right in the middle of our conversation. Ruby is scrambling behind me to catch up and as I reach the ground floor of the relatively low building I make it just in time to see him talking to the security desk. I see that the valet has pulled his car up to the doors and I know he called ahead so his majesty didn't have to wait for it. I'm across the street before Ruby can pull me back. From my pocket I take out the pocket knife and finger the tip so hard I know I've drawn blood. Good.
I crouch down and see that he's now arguing with the security guard about something and it take the blade and start to drag it along the smooth paint of the car he called his baby...he cherished a fucking car more than a woman completely and utterly devoted to him. It was disgusting and if that was how he was going to play it then I would respond with the same kind of childish immaturity. I get to the door and I scratch my name into it. He'll notice it for sure. there as obvious as anything in big bold letters it says "The Third was here!" I then look at my finger and realize that the cut was a lot deeper than I intended and the blood was starting to roll down my finger. Smiling to myself I pinch it more so that by the time I'm finished, my hand is lubricated with it and I slam my hand onto the pain giving a big bloody hand print.
He had no idea the kinds of games I was capable of. I look behind me to see that Ruby is blinking rapidly, not believing what I've done. This was only the beginning. This was me having fun. When I was ready, there would be no games, it would all be for the means to an end. The end of this charade. One way or another, Drake Hunter was not going to get away with hurting us.
Satisfied with my work I walk back to Ruby and the two of us duck into the shadows of an alley to watch but she's not too happy. "How could you do that?"
"It was quite easy actually."
"I mean now he has DNA proof that it was you."
I tilt my head to one side. I was actually getting quite fond of this little gesture, "I never tried to hide that it was me that did it but if they try to haul me in I won't be arrested. They will throw me in a psych ward and that's where you come in to play. You are looking after me and they will release me back into your care. They have no time for stupid games such as this. I haven't killed anybody or threatened a life."
"Well you did...." She trails off thinking of my earlier comments
"I was speaking figuratively. I'm not willing to spend my life in jail over these morons." But if I could make it look like an accident.. it wasn't beyond me to stage some ill fortune for one of these fools that don't deserve to breath the same air as me. Fucking mouth breathers.
Drake is finally done arguing with security. He walks out and then I smirk because I know instantly what he's pissed about. He's inspecting the passenger side of his car and shaking his head and I can see his lips moving in what is obviously a mutter of profanities for how the security had not taking proper care of his car. He sighs before walking around and then he reaches for the handle and as another car drives by it illuminates my handy work. He instantly turns and looks in my general direction but I now he can't see me. I know that look in his eyes.. It's one I look at in the mirror every time I am present in this body. He knows real rage now and he has me to thank. Me to thank about how this will only be good for him to release everything. It's the only way he'll get an advantage over the blonde witch from Canada. He starts shouting into the street like some lunatic and my ego is bursting with pride that I had been the one to get him to this point...and all I had to do was damage his precious baby
"What exactly would you like me to call you? The third seems so dry...so boring....I'd never accuse you of being boring....."
He stands still for a second, nearly getting hit by a oncoming car before he turns back to look at his car, and then the rage in his eyes, the same rage that floods my eyes, that wonderful, beautiful rage....now he was feeling it too....he was feeling it, but he wasn't enjoying it as much as me....I don't think it was humanely possible to enjoy it as much as Rage incarnate.
"What I will accuse you of is being a little....dirty......BITCH." He erupts on the last words slamming a hard foot into the side of his car, but his face remains so intense. Oh to see him in this state gives me a tiny bit of glee. As much as I'm capable of feeling because if I let myself get to wrapped up in emotions that's when one of the other two nitwits came out. But oh that face, the face that Violet fell in love with, wouldn't be surprised if Mack did as well. He has a spell, but I had one of my own...a red, hazy spell that made me destroy.
"Come on then...you want revenge, why don't you take it out on me? Or what...you're pussy's sore because you realised I never really valued you....because I'm more attached to a beautiful car than a glorified escort...I know you're in there Vi...i hope you're hearing all of this, because I don't care how many acts of redemption you want to force upon me, all it's doing is making...my...point." He stops, scouring the place where we're hiding with those eyes, no longer trying to hold back the rage. "You're like everybody else. Too easy to manipulate..." Wrong. I wasn't easy to manipulate. If anything it was I that was doing the Manipulating now. I had been the one to push him into this state of name calling into nothing on a somewhat busy Vegas street. People were started to stare to which Drake venomously told them to 'fuck off' and gave them the finger.
This is where he's very wrong. I'm like nothing he's ever seen before. I'm like nobody he's ever met before. Nothing can possibly compare. He's never met the rage of the Third. And he turns back towards his car, the rage filling it, the tension within him about to explode.....and there it is, as he kicks the pole next to him hard, drives the key into the paint and lets it fall to the ground, and my grin grows wider and wider as I see him writhe in anger like this....
Ruby breaks my thoughts with some questions, "Do you think Crystal will actually be 'man' enough to say anything about you other than that you're a psycho?"
I laugh. "If she thinks that's an insult she's kidding herself. She can go ahead and spread rumours about me if she likes, at least then she'd have a new hobby spreading something other than her legs."
Ruby can't help but giggle at that and I smile. Ruby was definitely not a good guy. And the moral act I bet was only because she cared about Violet's feelings and how me doing damage to Drake was like damaging her. Well she had to get over this. The sooner she learned that she couldn't count on anybody but herself the better.
I pull Ruby away before Drake lets that Rage get the better of him and he comes looking. We're almost to her motorcycle before she stops short and I let go of her hand to turn to her. She looks worried. "Will you really leave once you have made all those people on your list pay?"
I shrug. She deserved an honest answer, I mean what did I have to lose anyway, "I don't know. We'll see if the people I 'kill' stay dead. I may be needed to destroy a few new ones. Who knows."
I do know the real way to get rid of me but I wasn't about to share that with anybody, even if Mack and Vi knew it simply because I couldn't think to myself without my thoughts becoming privy as was the same with them. Ruby sighs before walking over to the bike and starting it up with a loud earthy growl that I actually liked a lot. Reminded me of a wild animal. She looks behind her, "You coming?"
I walk over and slip in behind her as she speeds off, she purposely turns a corner and drives past the car but Drake is no where to be seen. I should be frightened but actually, I'm kinda excited. I suddenly understand why Vi is so attached to this guy... seeing him angry actually... ignited something deeper within me.