We'd been back at base having just a typical "get to know the new girl" day when the goddamn bomb went off. I would have made it out too, if he hadn't stopped me. She's been at this for hours and she's not slowing down at all, I turned to Brian on my right and curse him. This sucks, understatement of the year I know, but this is the goddamn worst. I clenched my power around nerves I've never felt before My heart stops and four identical flatlines meet my own. I hear Tats and Bitch screaming in fear and pleasure as Nikos is clapping his hands in delight. I turn as I hear sobbing to my right, Taylor's bawling her eyes out, the spider is tearing its own limbs off. Laughter bubbles to my left, I turn and see Brian laughing in a fit of hysteria, his eyes are screaming for his chuckles to die down. These emotions, these fears and desires aren't mine, they can't be, they're too not me. I thought I was immune, but I can feel it, fear of him, sorrow of my dying friends, and the happiness that I'm finally going to just stop living.
He's found me, he'll kill me, and he tricked me. I can feel his creeping power as I try not to cry, I haven't cried since he made me and some fucking how he's here. It's not just the pain though, I can see him when I close my eyes. I can feel every nerve in my body screaming in pain, my head, my arms, my everything feels like it's gripped in the devil's hands. I hear a switch and my world is indescribable agony, everything before was just a shadow of this feeling. "FUCK YOU!" I applaud Lisa for her choice in words, I couldn't have said it better myself if I could. "Okay test number six is a go, any probably last words?!" Bakuda yells. She connects the various cables and switches of her box to the spire connecting the five of us and steps back behind her shielding. I tried to focus on her, the nerves shooting beneath her skin, but just as I'm getting a grip on a limb, I scream as I'm zapped by the strange lightning. "Okay rats, I'm moving on to test number six for the night, if you survive then that'll be it for the day!" She yelled over our screams as she walked over to the center of our arrangement, a strange box-like contraption in her hands.
STRONGER TOGETHER FULL
After the first few subtle spasms though, she started pumping us full of juice. I'd know or I would've just tried to control the bitch at the switchboard. This electricity flowing into us isn't normal, something in it is fucking with our powers. The spider keeps falling off the table though, she can't keep it under control before gas mask bitch jolts us again. She's trying to get that bug to kill herself I think, I can't say I blame her. Taylor's eyes are bleeding as she shakes and seizes on her table, there's a spider of some kind on her face. Taylor to my right and Grue to my left, all five of us in our own little circle of hell, and it just keeps getting worse. We're stuck somewhere underground, deep too if no one can hear us. I turn my head to look at her now, and even I'm starting to feel guilty. Didn't even know about that Bakuda bitch until she flooded our hideout with gas a week later.īy then, Taylor was on board, another Undersider, she was a stick in the mud sure and we had to split the money a bit more, but she was just another body I could toss in my way if needed.
Y'know I thought we were in the clear that night? When Taylor helped us bring down the dragon of the bay, I felt sheer fucking relief that I wasn't gonna be made into barbeque. I think I lasted the longest though, didn't start screaming until the shocks hit us. Now though? I wish that fucker had beat me, at least this pain wouldn't be so fucking clear if he had. But this was pure goddamn agony, I can't breath, I can barely think, I'd wish this toxin would just hurry up and kill us already.ĭad mixed me up all inside, couldn't tell when my happiness was my own or whether or not I was actually scared of him, but through it all he never laid a hand on me, not that he needed to. I'd like to say I've felt worse than this, that Lung and his pet tinker didn't have shit on what dear old dad put me through, but that be a fucking lie.ĭon't get me wrong, dad put me, Cherie, Roman he put all of us through the wringer.
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