Sunday 4 January 2015

So much blood

Since the last time I posted, those people started attacking me instead of just following. The first time was when I was sleeping in the doorway of an old grocery store with Stitch wrapped around me as usual when it woke me up in time to see a man standing over me with a knife. Stitch launched me up at him before moving back into me, letting me knock him back and allowing me to start running. He was fast and caught up with me quick. He grabbed my shoulder but I had my knife ready. I spun around and cut his arm. He let me go and I kept running, I could have sent Stitch at him but I didn’t want to.  

I kept thinking about the man I killed outside that bar, and about Jane. 

Stitch dug into the ground and pulled me forward faster, out of his reach and away. The next time there were more. I was passing an alleyway when a woman who was walking towards me suddenly turned and shoved me into it, where two others were waiting. I dodged a punch but one of them tripped me and as soon as I fell, they started stomping and kicking me. Stitch wanted to kill them all. I saw their bodies breaking in my mind as Stitch tried to convince me it was what I wanted too. Instead, I had it push me up. They were a bit more ready for that this time and I was cut deep as I went. It helped me climb up to the roof. They didn’t try to follow. Stitch curled around me like a blanket again as I cried.  

I didn’t want to feel the way Stitch felt.

Of course more came. I had just left the library when a van pulled up with a door open. Before I could react, I felt something smash into my back, sending me in. I looked back to see a man with a bat following me into the van and shutting the door. The other people in the van started on me. I screamed as they held me down and cut me. I couldn’t run this time.

I killed them all.

Tentacles burst out of me and into them. Stitch made it feel so good to kill them. I felt the hunger ease while they bled.   

Then there was a crash and spinning as I was knocked around inside the van. The driver was gone. I guess he jumped or teleported out when I started killing them

I pulled myself out through one of the doors that had been broken open. Other cars were smashed. More people were hurt or worse. I ran. Some people called out to me. I was being chased out of concern or anger. It hurt so much but I kept running.

Innocent people have been hurt or killed because of me

Because I fought back

I know that to stay alive in this you have to fight and you have to be able to hurt others. I KNOW that but I guess I stupidly hoped that maybe once I was on my own,  I’d be able to just keep running

Happy New Year I guess

22 comments:

  1. You’re developing perfectly, just as I had hoped.

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    1. Who are you and what’s that supposed to mean?

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    2. Just what it says. As for who I am, well, you could call me an admirer of sorts.

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    3. She could also call you a fucking cryptic, creepy shit head. What the fuck is your interest in the kid?

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    4. I’m not interested in her, though you certainly seem to be.
      When are you going to be delivering another of those care packages to her, Fell?

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    5. The fuck are you talking about?

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    6. I’m talking about you, giving money and food to a runner. Did you think no one was watching?

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    7. Fucking really?? You’re really going to try pulling this shit with me? Who the fuck do you think you are?

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    8. The one running the show on this godforsaken island.

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    9. Since fucking when? I only answer to the Tailor and the Wolf… And the Wolf is gone.

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    10. Um, if you’re not interested in me, than what did you mean by admirer?

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    11. But the Wolf is not gone is she? Not completely. Part of her still remains in the girl

      Whelp: This is what I admire. This is what I’m watching. Not you, but what’s in you.

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    12. So what’s your fucking point? Are you trying to threaten us?

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    13. No. What I’m getting at is that you’re loyal to the Wolf. You love her so much that you would risk having your loyalty to Father questioned- in fact, I don’t think it’s even right to say that you are loyal to him at all since you are merely serving to carry on her work.

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    14. Yeah, no shit. I do everything the Tailor asks and I haven’t heard any fucking complaints, so again, the fuck is your point, asshole?

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    15. What if there was a way to bring the Wolf back?

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    16. Okay motherfucker, I'm going to give you one warning: Don’t fuck with me about the Wolf

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    17. I'm not. There is a way, Fell. I’m telling you the truth. With your help we can.

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    18. Fuck you. Even if there was a way, there’s got to be some shitty fucking catch and I won’t let you or anyone else make a fucking Morningstar out of her

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    19. I assure you we have no intention of harming her mind. Having her back with all of her faculties intact would be the goal. You see, the Wolf was loyal to Father to the end. She served him well. She served our cause well. This is why we want to see her return. If you help us, you will have your lover back and we will have our ally

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    20. I don’t know you and I don't trust you. I have no fucking reason to believe any of that shit

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    21. Think about it. Think about her

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