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AN: response to fireredlily's prompt about Vechs try to convince Aurey about him being evil. Perfectly standalone, but it could do with a first half, though I'm not sure if that will happen. defiantly embracing the whole 'duality of Vechs' thing. BTW, I loved Inferno Mines, (even if it was a little generous), that is just the other part of Vechs trying to tick him off.
Zisteau was just getting so annoying… this would go so much better if he wasn't here….. I had my sword with me, it was on my side, asking to be drawn…
No, wait. Well, crap, He was coming back. It had been so long, I almost thought he had given up, satisfied with the occasional evil urge and laugh, or when I let him surface, but he was back, fighting for control. He was hungry… It had been dormant for so long, it just wanted to seep in blood of our, no, his victims…..
Oh, come on. You know you want to. This would go so much better if he wasn't here.
No. I am not letting this happen. Not now.
Why not?
I’ve already won this, it happened a while ago. You are not in control anymore. Go back. Now.
Sure you have…. Oh, and destroying the RV didn't count?
I let that happen. I wanted it to.
And you want this to happen. Just do it…. why are you fighting so hard?
Aurey wouldn't like you.
Who says? The viewers like me. Quite a few of them like me more than you, in fact.
Zisteau hates you.
Well, of course he does. I’ve killed and embarrassed him more times than he would ever care to admit. You’ve killed him more times than he would care to admit… One more wouldn't hurt.
Aurey probably wouldn't like that.
And since when do you care? Plenty of people don't ‘Like that’. In your maps, there are thousands of people screaming at you that they don't ‘Like that’, yet you still did it, on more occasions than either of us can count.
This is different.
How so? Oh, don't tell me you’re getting all lovey-dovey on us Vechs, killer of thousands.
I am not!
Huhh… I knew I should have left you alone for too long, you’re getting soft on us.
I AM NOT!
Ouch, not so loud buddy. Actually, I’m surprised the others didn't hear you.
Well, crap. Be right back, okay?
Sure, go ahead and embarrass yourself. All the more reason for me to show up.
With the final word the infringing presence faded, but remained at the back of my mind, ready to return at a moments notice.
“Vechs?” Aureylian asked, concern tingeing her voice. Zisteau also had his sword drawn and was in a combat stance, though Aurey hadn't noticed it yet.
“Oh, uhh… I was just thinking to myself, must have said some of it out loud. Sorry.” I said, and tried to keep walking. Unfortunately, a flash of red distracted me and as my focus slipped. Against my will, my head turned to Zisteau, and my mouth formed words.
“It’s okay.” He said meaningfully to Zisteau with his best me impression (which was fairly good by the way, we are the same person after all). Zisteau noticeably relaxed and sheathed his sword.
Well, Dammit. I thought to myself as I continued walking with my two friends, ignoring the strange looks from Aurey. A quick glance around the tunnel proved that our mental conversation had only lasted a few seconds, for which I was grateful. I tried to move my hand and was successful, as He had retreated to where he had been previously, waiting in the back of my brain.
Honestly, I was getting worried. He rarely ever took control of my body, rather forming as urges or a train of thought. The only times I felt like I was suffering from M.P.D. was when we disagreed, and even then he was almost always a voice in my head, not actually something that controlled my actions.
We kept walking, and He stayed where he was, for which I was grateful. Honestly I was starting to agree with him, but I didn't let him know that.
“What, your evil side springing up?” Aurey asked in a teasing voice. I was actually flustered about how close to the truth she was.
“Oh.. Umm… Yes, actually.” I said, not sure what else to say, and not wanting to lie so soon.
“Sure it is. Let me guess, it was asking you to give her flowers?” Zisteau asked, continuing his annoying campaign to make me appear not evil. To my continuing frustration (and as such lack of defense against Him), Aurey laughed. An incredibly sweet sound, but one that He used to get ever closer.
“What? No!” I spluttered in indignation.
“So it was asking you to kill me, huh?” Aurey asked in her beautiful voice.
“Umm, not exactly.” I barely managed to say before I was locked back into mental combat.
Oh, yes, kill her too. More blood is always good.
Are you kidding me!
Actually, yes. But can't you see that Zisteau is making this ten times harder?
I can, but that is no reason to kill him.
Sure it is! Besides, that’s what an evil person would do, and you’re trying to convince your precious Aurey that you’re evil, aren't you?
I guess…
Exactly!
I felt my hand start to creep toward my scabbard, itching to comply to his demands.
But not enough to kill Zisteau! That would just be wrong! Besides, I don't think killing someone casually walking beside you is the best first(ish) impression.
Uggghhh, why? Why did I ever think it was a good idea to leave for so long! You have gone soft on us, no wonder Inferno Mines sucked!
I. HAVE. NOT!
Hey, Mr. Derp? I think our friends heard you again. Honestly, I’m not sure why I’m labeled the angry one, you’re the one who's shouting.
Dammit!
“Uhh, Vechs? You sure you’re okay?” Aurey asked again, this time her voice actually wavering, and her hand had come to rest on my arm.
“A...actually, no. I think I’m a bit tired. You guys..” While I was talking, I tried to turn back, but after about halfway around my body jerked to a stop, before returning to its original position and kept walking. I also noticed that I had stopped mid-sentence.
“Vechs?” Aurey repeated. I had no Idea what I was supposed to do. I couldn't leave, He wouldn't let me, and there wasn't any way that I could really finish that sentence otherwise without sounding stupid, and making Aurey suspicious. As I was about to say something, Zisteau interrupted.
“Yeah, tired by trying and failing at being evil!” He said, not even trying to hide it at this point. I felt the distinct pull of the weight on the side of my belt, exactly the weight of my diamond sword. The rage burbling within me broke to the surface, and I opened my now blazing eyes, having shut them in my failed attempt at calming down.
I sidestepped slightly, serving a dual purpose, both putting me slightly farther away from Aurey, and putting me at a comfortable distance for what I was about to do to Zisteau. I hand flew to my wooden hilt, the sound of gem against the metal of the scabbard ringing across the underground tunnel. I flipped the blade in my hand, changing from the backhanded grip the small space forced me to draw my sword with to a more traditional grip.
My now armed hand crossed across my body, before turning back, plunging the gemstone blade it held all the way through Zisteau. As he doubled over I twisted the sword, my evil side wanting to make his death as painful as possible.
Zisteau’s few Items scattered on the ground but immediately flew into me, due to how close I was. I sheathed my now blood-stained blade, and started to turn back to Aurey, as though I had just hand Zisteau a cup, rather than ran him through.
“You were saying?” I asked calmly, as though Zisteau hadn't even been there in the first place. When I looked to my side however, she wasn't there. Aurey was backed against the wall, eyes wide, as though she would be my next victim.
“Yu… you… you just…” She stammered.
“What? He was bothering me.”
“ Uh. Um.. Thanks for the snow… I’ll be going now… S..See you later…” She said as she ran, fleeing from who she must now see as a murderer. I didn't chase her, I didn't even try. I just walked slowly to my storage room, sat in a corner, curled up in a ball, and cried.
Well, at least she knows you’re evil.
“That is the last thing I need right now!” I shouted to myself, the sound echoing on the stone walls of my prison.
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