Cacos Smp

Chapter 10

Grace opened her eyes, only to find herself in complete darkness. She found herself standing in a place that was entirely pitch black, and empty. Well, almost empty. Grace turned her head to get a better look around the new area, but felt a sharp stinging pain across her neck. It caught her off guard, and she shouted in pain. The noise she made echoed throughout the darkness. Grace held her neck, and started to walk around the area looking for something - for someone. After walking straight forwards for a while, Grace eventually found something. Far in front of her were two figures, who were just standing and watching Grace. She felt slightly unnerved, but she continued walking towards them. She finally reached them, and found out who they were. They were her. Two versions of Grace stood there infront of the real one. The first Grace directly opposite her was an exact copy. She was wearing the same prison outfit, and their neck had a long, thin scar wrapped around it. The same scar Graces neck now had. On the other hand, the second one, who to the right of the first, was different. It was still Grace, except instead of the prison uniform, they were wearing the suit Grace was so accustomed to. Except it was ripped. Not huge one, but small rips that completely covered the blazer, the shirt and trousers. Furthermore, this Graces glasses were cracked, and behind them were her eyes. The eyes were faded, and they blankly stared right into the real Graces much darker eyes.
Grace took a deep breathe, and decided she was going to try and talk to them.
G: Hello?
The second Grace spoke first.
G2: So you're back already, huh?
G: I... It seems so
The one opposite Grace spoke next.
G1: Why didn't you escape? You barely even tried to 
G: I did try to escape, but it failed miserably. And I couldn't even attempt a second one since that bastard increased the security
G2: Why didn't you just kill yourself? You would've woken up somewhere safe if you had just done that
G: I preferred not dying. I wanted to try and escape with my life
G2: Look, I'm just saying it probably would've just been easier-
G: It would've been easier to just kill myself? Yeah, cause that would've been a fun conversation with Krys
All three Graces stood in silence.
G: ...I would've done it after I had failed my first escape. But they took away all the objects I would've used to kill myself with. Besides, if I had just tried to smash my head in with a wall, the guards would've just stopped me
G1: Well there's no point looking back at it now. You failed, and you're dead
G: Yep... So what now? Do I just stay here until I get kicked out or is there a way I can leave
G1: You can be sent back now if you wish
G: Yeah, I'll leave. I just want to see Krys again... well, I especially wanna see her hu-
G1: Goodbye Grace
Grace suddenly felt extremely heavy, and it seemed as if she had fell through the floor. She was falling, faster and faster until-

Grace jumped up from where she was lying, breathing heavily. She looked down, finding herself under patterned,  white covers. She got out of the bed, and walked across the wooden flooring over to a mirror. She looked at her reflection, and saw that she was still wearing her prison uniform. Furthermore, the top of it had blood stains which came from her throat. Her throat had healed, and now had a long, thin scar that went around it. Grace also noticed that her small ponytail was now slightly shorter. John must've trimmed the edge of it when he decapita-
Grace lost her train of thought when she heard the sound of a cupboard being opened in the neighbouring room. Grace carefully walked over to the door of the room she was in, and turned the handle. She stepped out, to be greeted by a long corridor that stretched out both ways. Grace walked down the left side of the corridor to where the noise was coming from. She peeked around the corner of the open door that led to the room she was searching for. Inside of it, she found Krystel pouring some cereal into a bowl.
G: KRYS
K: AH-
Krystel jumped, resulting in her knocking the bowl of cereal on the floor.
K: GRACE?! YOU'RE HERE!?
G: Indeed I am! And um, sorry about your cereal
K: huh? oh, don't. it's like my seventh bowl
G: Of course it is..
K: how are you here? i thought you wer- oh
G: Oh
There was a brief moment of silence between them, but Krystel quickly spoke again.
K: i'm sorry I didn't save you...
G: You tried...but...but that bastard was one step ahead of us...
K: bast... oh john
G: Don't say his name
K: oh ok...
G: Do you know what he did?
K: he killed you?
G: Well, yeah. But do you know what else he did...
K: ...
G: He killed Ash
K: he...what? is that why she didn't...
G: Yeah...we had almost escaped, but a guard must've gotten out and told him what we were doing, because the next thing we saw was him standing by the exit, with a gun pointed at us. Ash tried to take him out, but he shot her. He then proceeded to make me unconscious by essentially torturing me. There's something seriously fucking wrong with that bastard
K: so he did all that... and then had you executed?
G: You make my execution sound much tamer than it actually was. He put me on a stage in front of the whole of Fathetopia. He got everyone to be there. And when it came to my actual execution, of course he had to be the one to do it
K: damn bro... well, at least you're now safe. you're in my country now, not fathetopia. joh- i mean he can't get you now. we just gotta make you an official citizen of Cum City, and then you're all good!
G: I guess so. If I become apart of this country, he can't legally kill me, right?
K: right! so grace... you are now officially a resident of cum city
Krystel quickly ran over to a cupboard, and pulled out a party popper. She pulled the string, and it popped out cum. Grace avoided being covered, and once she was safe, began clapping.
G: Um...Krys?
K: ya
G: Is everything cum themed?
K: duh
G: That's...lovely...
K: i know

- a while ago -

John raised the axe once more, releasing it from Graces neck. Once he did so, Graces head fell to the ground, and long with her body and clothes, turned to ash. John looked at the crowd and smiled. A few claps were spread across the crowd, with Chad being the loudest. Eventually, the entire crowd had burst into thunderous applause. John had to force himself not to laugh, but a small one leaked out. He bowed to the crowd, causing the noise to get louder.
Ja: BOSS MAN!
John looked over to see James, who was calling him over. John spoke into the microphone once more.
J: My friends, I must leave for a
moment, but I will return soon enough

John walked over to James, and they stepped into the second stage so that they were alone.
J: What is it
Ja: Since Grace has successfully been executed for the first time, shall we go fetch her to finish the job?
J: Oh, yeah sure
Ja: Ok boss man, I will return momentarily
James left the stage and met up with the guards that originally brought Grace to her execution. After they were gone, John walked towards the top step, and sat on it. He took out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one of them. He simply started at the wooden steps waiting for James to return, occasionally smoking the cigarette.

John had been waiting for around ten minutes before James finally returned. He looked at him, but James was alone.
Ja: John...we have a situation...
J: What's happened
James walked closer to John, and spoke in a quiet voice.
Ja: We went to the prison but...she's not there. Grace hasn't respawned in her cell
J: ... Are the guards searching for her?
Ja: Of course
J: Good. Although, to be honest, I doubt they'll find her
Ja: What?
J: Grace is no longer in Fathetopia
Ja: How? She should've spawned back here, I-
J: Grace is a moron, but she's not dumb enough to set her spawn in the place we can easily get to her. I presume she's in Cum City, it's the only other place I can think she'd be at
Ja: What do we do now?
John sighed and looked through the gap of the stage to look at the audience.
J: I suppose I'll have to go announce that the show is over. There's not a fat lot of anything we can do now...
Ja: Bossman...
J: Hm?
Ja: How..How are you so calm about this? I mean yes we've killed her once, but she's still out there. She still has her remaining lives-
J: Life
Ja: Huh?
J: James, the reason I'm so calm is because I only have to kill her one more time. Almost no one knows this, but Grace only has one life left
John smiled at James, as he put out his cigarette. He then headed back to the main stage to speak to the audience, leaving James alone. James peered through the gap of the stage, watching over the audience. His attention fell to the tall man standing at the front of the audience. He seemed to be the most enthusiastic person in the crowd. James finally recognised him as Chad, the dictator of L'Chadburg. When John announced the news of the event being finished, James noticed how at first Chad looked hugely disappointed, but after making eye contact with John, he began laughing. James couldn't help feeling unnerved by Chad's laughter, and he stepped away, to wait for John to return. A lot had occured that day, but all James could wonder was what would happen next.