Post by brooklyn on May 31, 2012 17:51:50 GMT -6
Brooklyn swings her feet back and forth like a child as she rests her head on the bottom rail of the barricade. Her arms are up, giving her chin some sort of cushion. Her rather long skirt swayed in the air as she hummed to herself.
Normally she could hear birds or some sort of boat in the distance but today the weather was described as crummy. She enjoyed the cool air flowing through her hair. The light mist from the dock and from the faint rain felt good against her skin. She enjoyed the cold, but the rain was beginning to feel warm. Brooklyn looked down at her skin as it hummed with a pink tone.
She should get up and go inside but she didn't feel the need for it. She felt the need for murder... Blood... that was the main thing on her mind.. Blood... she wasn't even too picky on who's either. Spaz.. Bryan.. Hayden.. Bathory.. It was all the same color in the end.
Brooklyn let out a sigh, "he was going to find me a Unicorn.." She didn't look behind her or even move for that matter. (Besides her feet)
"Did he know Blair was following him?"
"Yes."
"Did you know?"
"No.. I would have..." She stopped as she pulled herself to her feet. Her legs had gone numb and she nearly fell over. Her father quickly grabbed her before she nearly went over into the water.
"Brooklyn, you need to be careful."
"Daddy..." She didn't cry, she just leaned into hi, as her legs tingled. She didn't feel the pain as her legs woke up.
"Shh..Shh.." He hugged her as he moved her hair out of her face. "Let's get you inside, you're freezing." She just nodded her head as Anton LaVey helped her walk into the warehouse she had been spending most of her time.
When he had her inside he looked around the empty area. "You're room?"
"I will take her Sir." Jester walked out from the left as Anton nodded his head. Jester came over and placed Brooklyn's arm around her shoulder and slowly walked her to her room. Brooklyn hasn't been taking her medicine. Had it been over a week already?
Brooklyn shook her head, she didn't know. She didn't know the days from the nights or one day from another, it was all a big blur. Then there was Bathory... This was her fault, Bathory allowed Blair to attack Brooklyn, she didn't try to stop the madness before it started. She hid behind her family, her boyfriend, she was a disease... She was an infection... This is what happened to everything she touched...
She touched Brooklyn... Now everything was going to hell...
"Sir she's sleeping."
"Has she been taking her medicine?"
"She said she was... I'm sorry I'm not very qualified for Brooklyn."
"I'm beginning to see that.. Bring me her guest."
"Which one? She has more than one person here, one of them is here willingly. Her and Jack brought him from the last warehouse."
"Him? Oh you must be talking about Kyle. I'm not worried about him, I want the girl."
"Yes Sir."
Jester ran off in the opposite direct as Anton walked over to the large box that had a small bed occupying it... "Dear dear... She must really dislike you child."
He turned around when he saw the reflection of Bathory and Jester. "That's enough Jessie, leave us."
"Sir she isn't restrained."
"She won't be running and if she does, where would she go? She knows she's away from the public."
"Yes Sir." Jester turned away and headed off towards the steps, keeping a close eye on them anyway.
"Please Bathory, have a seat."
"I'd rather stand."
"We both know that's a lie, you're weak, tired. I bet you haven't had any solid sleep since coming here."
"You say it like I chose this."
"In a way child you did. You knew people like Brooklyn existed and you were stupid enough to believe Eve or the men in your life would keep you safe." He turned to face Bathory as she just stood there. She did look weak, her skin as sickly, it was clear that if she was eating it wasn't very much. Her hair was a mess and she wore no make up.
"Can I go back to dealing with Casper's threats?" Anton chuckled as he pressed a button near the emptyish box.
"You'd rather deal with a man who has made attempts on your life than someone who is talking with you civilly?"
"You're Anton LaVey, my guess.. Brooklyn's father. Casper is a kitten compared to you."
"So you have been taught... Good." Bathory looked at him confused as he walked up to her. She didn't move, not because she was stupid but because she knew better. "This will be much more enjoyable." He grabbed her by the back of her head and brought her to the box. She pulled at his hand but his grip was too tight and she was too weak.
He tapped the glass as the front of the box slid open. He tossed Bathory onto the bed and looked down at her. "Child... Pray to whatever god you follow." He slid the door shut as a suction sound showed it was air tight.
"You may be meeting them soon." Bathory said something but no sound made it's way through. LaVey just smiled as he pressed another button. Small drops of water came from the lid. Bathory looked up and started to lose it, for the first time she didn't know what to do.
"Jessie, Stay here, I'm going to go pay a visit to you're mentor."
"Should I-"
"Stay away from the girl and especially stay away from Judas. Eve will kill you if you even think of it. Make sure Brooklyn takes her medicine, watch her take it."
"In the mists, 3rd of June
I slayed beneath the Silver Moon
Wrapping fog around her breasts
I lay her upon stone, the final rest
Her blood dropping, drip by drip
Will you be willing to let this trip?" Brooklyn walked from behind Bathory's tomb, still speaking in rhyme.
"Oh, Look a Lake!
But would I set it awake?
To drop in a beauty, so right?
Under star lit Night.." She pressed her face against the glass as Bathory huddled into the corner, the water now trailing down the glass. Brooklyn moved again to show a bouquet of roses, half of them black, the others red.
"Ah roses, a brilliant scent!
A Sliver Moon hacked to Crescent
A Sinful, dark, haunted Night
This silence takes away in flight
Her skin frozen to cuddle
Deep eyes of Black puddles
Earth's crust set to gloom
Around this cursed tomb."
She sat the roses down in front of the box and saluted Bathory as she walked from the room. The camera followed her as she made her way around the corner. There sat the eclectic chair, Brooklyn took a seat and smiled.
"I see where my approach is wrong. It is clear to see you are not the same Blair... but my words will ring true... June 3rd... Only three days away from today... I have a fondness for the day... Perhaps that will be the day Bathory takes her last breath?
You're not listening to me... you noticed the water... you noticed Bathory finally broken in the corner. Lilith... you did well in training her. I sadly would have never of noticed it... She could have made it out alive... I would have grown bored... but no... Blair you have kept my intrigued.... interested even.
I have now invested too much time to simply walk... I have you to thank for this... and Bryan. I'm sure your brother plans to walk away from this... once this is all done. You even go as far as to say he will break me in half... If you're brother learned ANYTHING from staying with it it should have been how much I loathe disloyal people.
Bryan Blud.. Oldest brother... Ring Master... I will show you just how disappointed I am... After I take care of Blair." She shifted in her seat as her eyes seemed to focus into nothing.
"I'm not threatening anymore Blair, I said that before. An eye for an eye... A tooth for a tooth... So than I should set Bathory on fire? For real this time? Or perhaps next time I will allow Anton to strap her to a functional chair? I believe that would be fair? I can hardly tell that managed body is Jack... So perhaps if I allow her to live... I should make it so you can't even tell it's her.
That may be more torture.. never being able to model again, being stared at like she was a side show? Would you still love her? Would she still love you? Knowing that I disfigured her, scarred her, all because you wanted to play it biblical?
I'm not sure about you Blair... but I am willing to take that chance. Push me again, lay another hand on Jack's body Blair... and I will show you a nightmare. You will haunt me? Fuck that! I will be in your every waking moment! I will be in every reflection, I will be in your dreams, your nightmares, I will be a part of your Blair. A part that no matter what you do will never be gone. You can't dig me out, you can't shut me out, you can't exist with out me...
So I dare you... or Bryan.... or anyone else for that matter... Touch Jack again... lay a hand on him... I will retaliate... and you will not like me come Oracle II."
Normally she could hear birds or some sort of boat in the distance but today the weather was described as crummy. She enjoyed the cool air flowing through her hair. The light mist from the dock and from the faint rain felt good against her skin. She enjoyed the cold, but the rain was beginning to feel warm. Brooklyn looked down at her skin as it hummed with a pink tone.
She should get up and go inside but she didn't feel the need for it. She felt the need for murder... Blood... that was the main thing on her mind.. Blood... she wasn't even too picky on who's either. Spaz.. Bryan.. Hayden.. Bathory.. It was all the same color in the end.
Brooklyn let out a sigh, "he was going to find me a Unicorn.." She didn't look behind her or even move for that matter. (Besides her feet)
"Did he know Blair was following him?"
"Yes."
"Did you know?"
"No.. I would have..." She stopped as she pulled herself to her feet. Her legs had gone numb and she nearly fell over. Her father quickly grabbed her before she nearly went over into the water.
"Brooklyn, you need to be careful."
"Daddy..." She didn't cry, she just leaned into hi, as her legs tingled. She didn't feel the pain as her legs woke up.
"Shh..Shh.." He hugged her as he moved her hair out of her face. "Let's get you inside, you're freezing." She just nodded her head as Anton LaVey helped her walk into the warehouse she had been spending most of her time.
When he had her inside he looked around the empty area. "You're room?"
"I will take her Sir." Jester walked out from the left as Anton nodded his head. Jester came over and placed Brooklyn's arm around her shoulder and slowly walked her to her room. Brooklyn hasn't been taking her medicine. Had it been over a week already?
Brooklyn shook her head, she didn't know. She didn't know the days from the nights or one day from another, it was all a big blur. Then there was Bathory... This was her fault, Bathory allowed Blair to attack Brooklyn, she didn't try to stop the madness before it started. She hid behind her family, her boyfriend, she was a disease... She was an infection... This is what happened to everything she touched...
She touched Brooklyn... Now everything was going to hell...
"Sir she's sleeping."
"Has she been taking her medicine?"
"She said she was... I'm sorry I'm not very qualified for Brooklyn."
"I'm beginning to see that.. Bring me her guest."
"Which one? She has more than one person here, one of them is here willingly. Her and Jack brought him from the last warehouse."
"Him? Oh you must be talking about Kyle. I'm not worried about him, I want the girl."
"Yes Sir."
Jester ran off in the opposite direct as Anton walked over to the large box that had a small bed occupying it... "Dear dear... She must really dislike you child."
He turned around when he saw the reflection of Bathory and Jester. "That's enough Jessie, leave us."
"Sir she isn't restrained."
"She won't be running and if she does, where would she go? She knows she's away from the public."
"Yes Sir." Jester turned away and headed off towards the steps, keeping a close eye on them anyway.
"Please Bathory, have a seat."
"I'd rather stand."
"We both know that's a lie, you're weak, tired. I bet you haven't had any solid sleep since coming here."
"You say it like I chose this."
"In a way child you did. You knew people like Brooklyn existed and you were stupid enough to believe Eve or the men in your life would keep you safe." He turned to face Bathory as she just stood there. She did look weak, her skin as sickly, it was clear that if she was eating it wasn't very much. Her hair was a mess and she wore no make up.
"Can I go back to dealing with Casper's threats?" Anton chuckled as he pressed a button near the emptyish box.
"You'd rather deal with a man who has made attempts on your life than someone who is talking with you civilly?"
"You're Anton LaVey, my guess.. Brooklyn's father. Casper is a kitten compared to you."
"So you have been taught... Good." Bathory looked at him confused as he walked up to her. She didn't move, not because she was stupid but because she knew better. "This will be much more enjoyable." He grabbed her by the back of her head and brought her to the box. She pulled at his hand but his grip was too tight and she was too weak.
He tapped the glass as the front of the box slid open. He tossed Bathory onto the bed and looked down at her. "Child... Pray to whatever god you follow." He slid the door shut as a suction sound showed it was air tight.
"You may be meeting them soon." Bathory said something but no sound made it's way through. LaVey just smiled as he pressed another button. Small drops of water came from the lid. Bathory looked up and started to lose it, for the first time she didn't know what to do.
"Jessie, Stay here, I'm going to go pay a visit to you're mentor."
"Should I-"
"Stay away from the girl and especially stay away from Judas. Eve will kill you if you even think of it. Make sure Brooklyn takes her medicine, watch her take it."
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"In the mists, 3rd of June
I slayed beneath the Silver Moon
Wrapping fog around her breasts
I lay her upon stone, the final rest
Her blood dropping, drip by drip
Will you be willing to let this trip?" Brooklyn walked from behind Bathory's tomb, still speaking in rhyme.
"Oh, Look a Lake!
But would I set it awake?
To drop in a beauty, so right?
Under star lit Night.." She pressed her face against the glass as Bathory huddled into the corner, the water now trailing down the glass. Brooklyn moved again to show a bouquet of roses, half of them black, the others red.
"Ah roses, a brilliant scent!
A Sliver Moon hacked to Crescent
A Sinful, dark, haunted Night
This silence takes away in flight
Her skin frozen to cuddle
Deep eyes of Black puddles
Earth's crust set to gloom
Around this cursed tomb."
She sat the roses down in front of the box and saluted Bathory as she walked from the room. The camera followed her as she made her way around the corner. There sat the eclectic chair, Brooklyn took a seat and smiled.
"I see where my approach is wrong. It is clear to see you are not the same Blair... but my words will ring true... June 3rd... Only three days away from today... I have a fondness for the day... Perhaps that will be the day Bathory takes her last breath?
You're not listening to me... you noticed the water... you noticed Bathory finally broken in the corner. Lilith... you did well in training her. I sadly would have never of noticed it... She could have made it out alive... I would have grown bored... but no... Blair you have kept my intrigued.... interested even.
I have now invested too much time to simply walk... I have you to thank for this... and Bryan. I'm sure your brother plans to walk away from this... once this is all done. You even go as far as to say he will break me in half... If you're brother learned ANYTHING from staying with it it should have been how much I loathe disloyal people.
Bryan Blud.. Oldest brother... Ring Master... I will show you just how disappointed I am... After I take care of Blair." She shifted in her seat as her eyes seemed to focus into nothing.
"I'm not threatening anymore Blair, I said that before. An eye for an eye... A tooth for a tooth... So than I should set Bathory on fire? For real this time? Or perhaps next time I will allow Anton to strap her to a functional chair? I believe that would be fair? I can hardly tell that managed body is Jack... So perhaps if I allow her to live... I should make it so you can't even tell it's her.
That may be more torture.. never being able to model again, being stared at like she was a side show? Would you still love her? Would she still love you? Knowing that I disfigured her, scarred her, all because you wanted to play it biblical?
I'm not sure about you Blair... but I am willing to take that chance. Push me again, lay another hand on Jack's body Blair... and I will show you a nightmare. You will haunt me? Fuck that! I will be in your every waking moment! I will be in every reflection, I will be in your dreams, your nightmares, I will be a part of your Blair. A part that no matter what you do will never be gone. You can't dig me out, you can't shut me out, you can't exist with out me...
So I dare you... or Bryan.... or anyone else for that matter... Touch Jack again... lay a hand on him... I will retaliate... and you will not like me come Oracle II."
-Black-