Hatred... OH SHI-

Chapter 28: Hatred...

I leapt back from a swing from Wendigo's arms, watching it crash into the ground and creating a large crater in the dark grey dirt. He looked back at me with a feral grin, "Come on Dean! Quit dodging!"

I snapped back fearfully, "Fuck you!" I turned tail and ran, trying to put some distance between me and the psychotic sonofabitch. It wasn't worth shit though, since he appeared in front of me in a burst of speed. His grin never dropping from his face. He grabbed me by the neck, and lifted me over his head.

"For ten years I've been in your damn head. For ten years I had to watch you live when you should have been dead with me." He growled, "I won't make that same mistake twice."

I laughed despite the fear I felt, "You fucking moron... if you kill me, you die as well. Face it asshole, you can't do shit."

He glared at me, then smiled, "Maybe. But sure as shit, I'll find a way to make your body mine. I mean come on! Having a wraith for a body will be fucking awesome! All that power at my disposal... shit, I'm getting goosebumps thinking about it!" He shuddered gleefuly. I could see his power changing the environment around us, making the black void disappear, showing a black citadel. He forced me to look in the direction of the establishment, "See that Marcelo? You remember that place don't you?"

I did. It was the last place he and I fought. I mortally wounded him, managing to kill him. Unforturnately, he also killed me. When I had saw him collapse, he pounced on me and stabbed me in the back of my head. I would have been dead if it weren't for the former leader of the Knights Faust saving me. He ended up sealing this bastard in my head to save my life.

The Wendigo chuckled, "Of course you do. One day Marcelo. One day that'll come soon, I will have your body for my own." He grinned crazily, "YOU'LL WATCH ME TEAR ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS APART!"

(OST)

I woke up panting heavily and tried to get up. I was stopped by something very... unexpected. Sarah. On top of me. In a bed. Sleeping.

Dean.EXE has stopped working. Initiate screams of panic? Y/N

Yes.

Screaming initiated.

"TOO CLOSE, TOO CLOSE!" I screamed out in panic, trying to get her off of me to no avail. She cracked her eyes open and grumbled.

"Shut the fuck up, I'm trying to sleep..." BITCH I DON'T FUCKING CARE!

"Why the hell are you on top of me!?" I continued to shout out, feeling nothing but embarassment.

“Well,” She answered tiredly, “I was sleepy, this is the only bed for whatever reason, and I didn’t feel like sleeping on the floor.” That's not a good enough reason...

"Get the fuck off of me then!" I exclaimed with annoyance.

And then she made it worse. "God, fine, stop your complaining." She proceeded to get off of me as slowly as possible. Yeah, that's not helping. "Happy?" I quickly got up and adjusted my tie. I could tell that I was glowing in embarassment... dammit...

"Much better, thank you." I replied shortly, avoiding saying anything else.

"Okay, really, what is with the goddamned glowing!" She shouted in annoyance. "Seriously, what is it!?"

Screw it, may as well answer it in one go. "It means blushing." I sighed. She lurched back, looking a little embarassed herself.

"Oh."

"Yeah..."

It was at that, a slight cough cut through the awkwardness. We both turned to see that necro-fack... no not fuck, I said fack.

Sarah smiled nervously, "Uh... Hey guys... How much of that did you see?”

Ardiente shuddered a bit, “Too much.” Yeah whatever...

Sarah tried to think of something to say, "Well, um..." she turned to me, "Help me out here!"

Okay. I have one thing to say that will solve everything and explain what is going on. I walk forward, my most epic face placed on. I take a deep breath, then say my greatest explanation, "It was all her." I pointed at Sarah and stepped back.

"FUCK YOU!" Sarah shook her fist at me. Eh, it's true though.

Arlosia tilted her head, "But why would you want to-"

"Not what I meant!" Thank you Sarah for cutting that thought off. I don't need nightmare fuel. Oh look at that, she's glowing too! "For fuck’s sake, I was just tired and didn’t want to sleep on the damn floor. That’s it! Happy?”

The Necro-fack raised an eyebrow and smirked, “You’re being very defensive about this. Any reason?”

Both Sarah and myself shouted at him, "Shut it!"

Sarah shook her head and sighed, "Anyway, where were you guys yesterday?" Yes, steer the conversation away from that.

The Necromancers eyes wandered to the side, "Oh, around..." Sarah started glaring at him even more, and he held his hands up in defense, "Fine, fine... We were going to go to the castle and see about meeting the princesses, but apparently I look like a pedophile and was thrown out. Bloody assholes. Arlosia being there didn’t help either.”

I snorted quietly, "Not that far from the truth..." Can you tell I don't like Necromancers?

The necromancer glared at me, "I heard that."

"Good."

Sarah stepped between us and held her arms up, "Simmer down, we don’t want another fight.”

I waved my hand nonchalantly, "Relax, it's just a joke."

She then began to stare at me coldly, "Yes, because making jokes about child rapists in front of me is so sincere and kind hearted of you. Fucking dick.” Wow, touchy aren't we? I shrugged and sighed.

"Fine fine, no more pedo jokes." Obviously she doesn't like them, so I won't make them.

“I will string you up by your dick. YOUR DICK!” What?

I shrugged, "Heard worse." Trust me, a lot of the monsters that I've had to hunt down like to say what they'll do to me.

“Extremity doesn’t matter all the time. As long as they die, it’s fine in the end.”

This time I was glaring, “Calm the fuck down. I said I would stop, and I fed you so quit your bitchin’.”

She gave me a level stare, “Last person that said that shoved his COCK UP MY ASS!”

I threw my hands into the air in annoyance, “Jesus there is just no mute button on you is there! I said I would stop! Fucking enough!” Seriously, this is getting fucking annoying!

She nodded, “Okay.” she paused for a second before looking at me again, “Oh, and for the record?” She pressed her finger against a small, round bulge in her neck, and a click was heard. She then mouthed wordlessly, ‘There is one.’

“PRAISE THE LORD SHE DOES!”

She clicked it again, “I control it though, so only I decide when I shut up.”

“FUCK!” Crush my hopes why don'tcha...

She laughed at my expense for a moment, then paused before banging on the wall and shouting, "Hey white haired fuck, you in there!?" Don't tell me she's a schizo too... "Wanna come join us in here?"

Fuck it, play along Dean and you won't have to deal with it, "Who are you talking to?"

“Oh just some guy named Michael, a Wraith I met yesterday. He’s not so bad, but his friend Flare is a bitch, wanted to use force to remove Feral from the building.”Oooooohhhh... I thought it was another person in her mind...  She started banging on the wall over and over again, trying to get his attention, “C’mon man, get in here!”

Sure, why not. It's boring just talking to these guys, "Yeah, c'mon man, we need more people." Cuz If I just talk to these guys I'm going to feel my sanity slip away...

The response that came though, made me almost laugh my ass off, “NO GOD DAMN IT! I WILL NOT JOIN YOUR DEMONIC ORGY SARAH!”

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Idon'tknowlol.

“What the fucking FUCK!?” She stormed out the door.Huehuehuehuehuehuehueh.....

"NO! What in the possible FUCK made you think that!?” I still feel like laughing...  “I was talking about RAPE!” Huh?“Back on the fucking LIST, pony bitch!” I must have missed something... “You coming or what?” and in walked a guy with white hair and red eyes. Just like Sarah.

Ah shit. Oh wait, they're arguing outside. For some reason the guy is staring at me wide-eyed. Sarah must have said something to him, because he shouted, "FUCK NO! Do you even know who the hell that is!?” I guess he knows who I was before I became a wraith.

Great.

“He’s one of the most famous mobsters in the entire United States!” He shouted at Sarah, who was surprisingly the more calm one.

Please tell me how that sentence makes sense.

They talked some more, at one point the guy facepalmed then walked in and held out a hand for me to shake, "Okay then. I can’t fucking believe I’m doing this. Nice to meet you, I’m Michael.”

Well since you're being so rude about it. I shake his hand halfheartedly, "And look at all the fucks I don’t give.”

Michael threw his hands up and yelled, “They’re just falling from the sky!”

....Ohoho yes! Finally, someone uses proper sarcasm! I grinned and said with a chuckle "Oh you and I are going to get along ju~st fine."

I heard the sound of a lighter being used and saw Sarah lighting a cigaret, "Jesus, just met and they’re flirting already...”

Not missing a beat I reply, "Jealous?"

“With how you were lighting up? Maybe I am...”

I scoffed, “You caught me by surprise, besides, wasn’t it you who was on top?” Love the whole back and forth between us.

She shrugged, “Wanted to see what it was like to take charge for once.” Hm, 'kay.

“Well then, my body is yours when you want it.” I did a mock bow as I took my hat off. I am only joking of course, I need to be taken out for dinner first.

And then she shrugged and took off her trenchcoat and vest to reveal scars, scars, and more scars. Jesus Christ what the fuck. That's.... I don't know...

"I've seen worse." Save face and sigh. Save face and sigh... Well, I guess I need to do some more digging into her past. I don't know why I want to do that... It's not my business. Still, I'm curious.

"Why am I not surprised?" She put her clothes back on, "Whatever, not like I’d do that anyway. I’d probably break down and cry before you got within a good three feet of me.”

Sheesh... she deserves happiness, I guess I know what I have to do. "I hope you can get over whatever fear you have one day." I sigh.

   She gave me a sidelong look, “The day I get over my fear of dicks, after having one shoved in me against my will over nine hundred times, is the day the God damned world ends.” So that's what happened.... Alright, I definitely want to do some digging now.

“I see. I hope you realize that you never have to worry about that again.”

She laughed, “Next fucker to try that gets his dick torn off and shoved down his throat.”

I'll... save you the rest of this conversation... lets just say I can be brutal when I want to be, and leave it at that.

After my last comment, Sarah laughed, "Jeez, you’re starting to sound... Like...” She scowled, "Her." Disgusted is disgusted.

"Who?" I ask her with a raised eyebrow.

She shuddered, "Ugh, the most horrible thing A.N.G.E.L. ever made. She’s about ten times worse than me, and with even looser morals.” Well that's not right...

"Ughuhuh..." I shuddered.

"That thing is not just a meaner me. I have seen that freak eat people’s heads off in a few bites, then spit them into others faces to blind them, just so she could bite their stomachs out and play in their guts.” Oh that just sounds fucking pleasant!

"Fun." I deadpanned.

She began to look around nervously as she continued, "She was eight years old when she did that. Well, technically one year old, but that’s when not factoring in all the, er, stuff, before hand." Now you have my attention... She's fidgeting a bit too much. She's hiding something.

(Investigation theme)

"Well, she's not around, right?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

She began to fidget even more and looked around quicker. God, she's not even trying to hide this... "Ehehe, yeah, sure, not around, let’s go with that. Totally, she’s gone, nope, no more of her, that’s for sure."

I deadpanned at her, "Sarah, you can’t lie for shit."

“Okay... Well... Maybe she’s... Kindasortamyalternatepersonalitybroughtonbythenumerousdrugstheypumpedintome!”

That... explains a lot. Drugs drugs and more drugs. She smiled sheepishly, "Remember when I said I go crazy if I don’t eat anyone? Well... Uuuuuhhh, yeah.” Okay, so she does it to prevent her alternate personality to take over. Okay, that makes sense.

"Let me guess, she manifests herself when your body goes through some sort of phase.” This is just a wild guess on my part, but it's something.

She nodded and agreed quickly, "Yes. Yes she does." A bit too quickly if you ask me...

I stared at her a bit, then nodded, "Alright. If that's what happens than be careful." I told her.

She nodded quickly again, making herself seem more suspicious. “Uh-huh, careful. Definitely, I do not want her taking over again.”

What is she hiding?

"Anyway we can prevent it?" I ask her.

"Eat people." Yeah no. Not gonna happen.

"Well shit, ponies will have to do.” I sigh.

“Yup, and there is no possible way they won’t do, I’m sure of it.” Okay, she has been way too agreeable!

“A little too agreeable, aren’t you? What are you hiding?” I ask her as I glare at her. She laughed  nervously in response.

“Definitely not the fact that I’m not too sure I can keep her dow-” She clamped her hands over her mouth.

Oh shit... it all comes together slowly, but surely... "Dammit Sarah..." I sigh.

“Hey!” She yelled, “It’s not my fault, I didn’t make the thing. You can thank those fuck off researchers and doctors for that.” Now there's an interesting tidbit.

"Did I say you created it?" I asked her with a raised eyebrow.

She looked around nervously, "Nope, no you didn’t, sorry for thinking you did. Didn’t mean to blame you, no, not at all.”

This is starting to concern me a bit... "Sarah, why are you so nervous? I’m trying to help you...”

“Nervous?” She asked, “Whose nervous? I’m not nervous. Nope, not at all, totally calm. No sir, no nervousness here, hehe...” The bullshit meter is off the charts cap'n!

“Sarah, I know you’re hiding something... but I won’t press you if you don’t want to tell me. Just promise me something.”

“Promise me you’ll find me if it gets too bad. I want to help you, I really do.” I tell her sincerely. I can tell she's suffering from something. Now, it may be that part of me that can't turn away someone, but I really do want to help her.

“That... Yeah, okay, I’ll just find you when it gets really bad, that way the bitch has a better chance to fucking EAT you!”

Ye of little faith. "You seem to doubt me.” I chuckled.

That seemed to make her upset, since she jabbed a finger at my chest, "And you seem to doubt her. I have seen recordings of her doing things even I find disgusting and cruel, and that was fucking YEARS ago.” Okay, you know what? She needs to know who she's talking to.

"Tell me then, have you ever seen a mutilated baby? I mean just no limbs at all, just a torso? Now multiply that by a thousand, and add the variable of different other corpses with other wounds. I’ve seen some shit you wouldn’t believe, I’ve seen some shit that would make your recordings seem tame. Don’t talk to me about sick, I’ve seen sick, and I’ve done some sick shit.” My glare lessened. “Promise me... please...” Wow... I'm actually pleading this time.

Finally, after a period of silence, she nodded. "“Alright... Alright, I will...” She froze, and look of panic went across her face, "Oh shit... Oh shit oh shit oh SHIT...”

I... don't like the sound of that, "What's wrong?"

“I... I honestly don’t know. I shouldn’t be able to hear her, It’s impossible. No, oh God no, nonononononononono...” she fell back against the wall and clutched her head, “Why can’t she just leave me alone? I didn’t mean to create her, I didn’t...” she paused for a few seconds before looking right into my eyes, “Why?”

Dammit... I can't just walk away from this now. I kneeled down to eye level with her and said, "Sarah, you’ll be alright.” I hope so anyway...

"No." Oh shit what the fuck!? "She won't." Oh lawd her voice just went Exorcist! It sounded somewhat deeper, and a lot more angry than Sarah's! “And don’t give her false hopes that she will...” Oh no she didn't. Oh hell no.

I glared at this... thing, "“Oh shut the fuck up! You may be a part of her, but If I have to, I’ll find a way to kick you out of that thick skull! And trust me,” I grab her shoulders, “I always find a way.” I think I saw mist leaking out of my eyes with the amount of anger I'm feeling. This thing has to have been born from the Croatoan, there can't be any other reason as to why it exists. Still, that leaves me to wonder how to deal with this.

“Fine. Try.” He mouth stretched open in a wide grin, almost tearing her cheeks, and her voice became more playful, “I’ll be waiting~” The gall on this thing!

“I wouldn’t be so excited bitch. When I see you, I’ll have to beat you into submission...” I snarled.

“Oh, you’re so angry, Dean~” Her smile faded, “I apologize but I’m going to have to go now. But before I do,” She raised her right arm and activated her claw, “A parting gift.” She swung her arm inward and rammed her middle claw into her mouth, pinning her head to the wall. “Bye~”

JESUS CHRIST I WANT TO KILL HER! "YOU BITCH!" I grabbed her arm and pulled the claw out of her mouth.

“What in the fuck!”She spat out a massive mouthful of blood, “Jesus Christ what the hell just happened!?” Good, she's back to... normal, at least.

“Your fucking bitch of an alter ego, that’s what!” I exclaimed as I looked her over. How the hell is she still moving? She has a hole in the back of her skull!

“God dammit,” She felt the back of her head, where a hole now sat, “Every time. Every time she comes out, she does something like this.”

Dammit...” I sighed as I used my ice to freeze the hole in my head shut.

“Yeah... Fucking bitch, she is. Where do you think a third of these scars came from?”

“Wow, she must have did a number on you if you’re talking like Yoda...” I said with concern. Though that does answer why she has so many scars in the first place.

“The fuck is a yoda... Nevermind. What did she say? Anything at all?” I'm just going to ignore the lack of knowing good movies.

“About me giving you false hopes... I never lie. I don’t plan on letting this bitch take control of you. You can count on that.” I really hope I can deliver on that.

“I don’t know why,” she said, “but trying to kill of what is, pretty much, a good chunk of me, sounds like a really bad idea.” No shit Sherlock.

I shook my head, “That’s not what I meant. There’s plenty of ways to keep her from getting out. I just have to find the right way. If anything, it won’t hurt you at all.” It'll probably hurt me to high hell, but that's not important.

“I swear to God, if you get those chemicals and shit somehow, I will personally see to it that you die. Painfully.” Fucking seriously? After all the shit it has already done to her, she thinks I'm going to give her more?

I glared, “Stop assuming that I’m trying to hurt you. I wouldn’t give a drug addict their fix, even if they begged. If I gave you more of the Croatoan, it would only make it worse.”

“Okay, I’m assuming the worst because I had to a majority of the time I was alive, it’s a habit. Plus, I was there at the facility because I was incredibly resistant to the stuff flooding the place, and it actually did keep her down. I only don’t want it because it holds literally every bad memory I have.”

“It doesn’t matter if you’re resistant to it. Matter of fact, I’m pretty sure that’s what spawned that piece of shit. I know some guys back on earth that have dealt with this, I just need to ask Death if he’ll let me contact them.” Here's hoping.

“Well, you’re right about it spawning her, mostly, I helped in that regard too. And the last thing I want is someone who's dealt with this before, cause as far as I know, that stuff was only cycled through the facility I was in. That means the only people who’ve dealt with it worked there at some point.” Lolnotreally!

I sighed, “You actually think It’s science that created the Croatoan?”

“I didn’t even know it’s name until yesterday when you mentioned it! Plus, they never told me anything about it, so how would I know?”

I raised my hands in defense, “You’re right, you’re right. Sorry. Like I said, the Croatoan isn’t man made. It’s supernatural.”

“... Okay.” And she has no idea what I'm saying.

“Anyway, If I can get Death to let me contact them, then I should be able to find a solution.”

“Cool. I think. I’m not too trusting that it’ll work, but anything is better than nothing. Thank you.” She got up, took a few steps forward, then fell on her face.

Gah... dammit, now what? I look at the bed we were in, then sigh. I pick her up and OH MY GOD IS SHE HEAVIER THAN SHE LOOKS! Seriously, it's like trying to lift twenty cinder blocks! With enough time, I was able to get her to her bed and lay her down.

I look around and notice that everyone else is gone... weird. I sigh to myself in annoyance and walk out of the room.

Well, I have my objective for the next few days. Now how do I convince Death to let me back home? Whatever, It'll come to me when I- huh? I look outside and I see a yellow and blue streak flash by. Hm... now I'm curious.

I guess I have something to do before I head out!

To be continued...