|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- HADRIAN FOZZCOLT--CUP 9--"KITTEN WITH MILK" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Hadrian Fozzcolt  ||  -------> (Cup SRhf009, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "Shut up!" I yelled. "No." the guy said authoritatively, as Jesk also got up. Then he smiled again. "Here it is!" he said, holding his hands up in a showmanlike fashion. "I could kill myself, but it would be a waste, for he who kills me gains all my Evil Weirdness. This is an offer that won't pass your way again, Poale. I offer you vast power, vast pleasure--and ask for nothing in return! An event such as this is rare! If you pass this opportunity by, you'll regret it the rest of your days!" As I looked at him, I started to feel strange. I started getting these visions. Horrible stuff--scenes of such total evil and degradation. I was shocked that such stuff would even cross my mind. But I could tell--I could tell he was putting them there. And he knew--he knew that I liked what I saw, even if I was still lying to myself then." "What's wrong with you man?" Jesk yelled. I grabbed him by his shirt and threw him down to the ground. He was totally surprised. "Wh... what the hell's wrong with you Poale?" he said, getting up and backing away. "I don't know." I said. Then the bus came. Jesk looked at it, then back at me. "Are you coming to see Uncle Manny or not?" "I'll catch the next bus." I said. He shook his head, saying "fuck you", and got on the bus. A moment later, I wondered why what just happened had happened. We were best friends. Then I looked at the weirdo. "Call me Zigzug Haine." he said. Then he produced a hypodermic needle from his jacket. I looked at it, fascinated, and vaguely aware that he was overpowering my mind. He gave me an innocent look. "Come on, Poale. Ebsekkian said that I had to find someone to replace me if I want to go to the wedding. Be a friend. Don't you know that all the guests at an Evil Weirdness wedding have to have sex with the bride? Do you know how much I want to fuck Lightning Elsewhere? It's all I can think of! And you--you little freak--out of everyone in Derolbam, you're the one. You're the one with the most potential. I ask you to stick this cyanide inta me. Kill me. Then I'll be on my way and you'll be on yours." A vision of a woman, who must have been Lightning Elsewhere, flashed into my mind, and a wildness just grew in me, and a tightness grew in my pants. "I'm screwing with your head, Poale, that's for sure. But not enough to force you. You have to choose to do it. Choose to kill me." He put the hypo down next to him on the bench. Then he took off his jacket, revealing his bare arms. He threw the jacket onto the ground, faced forward, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. My mind was a frenzy--at the sight of his bare, tattooed arm, I was filled with a crazy desire to plunge the hypo deep into his flesh and inject the poison deep into his veins. I shook my head--these weren't my thoughts, these were his... "I'm only magnifying your true spirit." he said, clearly reading my mind. I narrowed my eyes and frantically looked around, searching the area for people. "There's no one around. I made sure of that." As he said these words, an irrational hatred for Zigzug gushed up in me. I despised him, wanted him dead. More than anything, I wanted to kill him. "Do it." he said. "Imagine the feeling of all my power, all my blood, sweat and tears of thirty years--you sucking it all into you. YOU'RE EVIL! YOU KNOW IT! WHY SUFFER AT THE HANDS OF THE INSECTS ALL YOUR LIFE, WHEN YOU CAN FULFILL YOUR TRUE EVILNESS AND CONQUER ALL!" I was a pulsating ball of rage. I knew what he was saying about me was true, and I hated him all the more for forcing me to see the real me. A few moments of this frenzy and I was gone. With a terrible roar I lunged forward, primitively grasped the hypo, and stabbed it into that ugly bare arm. With great relish, I pressed the plunger with my thumb and pumped liquid death into Zigzug's veins. And once the plunger was all the way down, I pushed the needle further into his arm with my straining fist. I searched for his eyes, and he obliged by opening them and locking them with mine. And all those stars and galaxy came into me. I slurped and devoured all the Evil Weirdness this psycho had to offer. I took it all into me, ruining my soul forever, I knew. But I didn't care. He was right. Why suffer my whole life when I had the chance to triumph and reign? I took it. I lapped it up like a kitten with milk. The transfer of Evil Weirdness took only a few seconds, and the strain of it was enormous. Both of us collapsed. And I blacked out, knowing in my last moment of consciousness that I would never be in the light again, never for the rest of my life and beyond. I would forevermore be in darkness. I liked the idea. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----