A Friend For The Insane

Chapter Thirteen: Broken

Fona stared wide eyed at Spamton- if she could even call him that anymore- his smile twitched downward.

"I'M FINE! NEVER FELT BETTER" than he tugged on the strings holding him to the ceiling, his smile turning into a sneer. "I SHOULD BE [free] BUT THESE [life lines] ARE HERE." He tugged on them more. He eventually stopped.

Fona couldn't think properly, she was unable to move, her legs shook. She stumbled forward, falling to her knees.

Spamton didn't seem to notice, or if he did, he didn't care. "I SHOULD FIND KRIS! I HOPE THEY DIDN'T [think it was about time] THEY WERE GOING TO [make like Speedy Gunsallus]" he laughed, sounding like a mad man off his rocker.

Her hands cover her mouth, muffling the cries that escaped.

Why did this happen?

Was this her doing?

Did Kris cause this?

Is this what that abomination meant?

She wept. Tears and snot mixing together.

"DO YOU WANT TO BECOME A [BIG SHOT] [mud] FONA" her once Frit peered at her, still not acknowledging her reaction.

The only sound that filled the room were her muffled sobs and the slight shifting of Spamton's new body.

Fona's mind, however, was a flood of different thoughts. All that she had been holding back were now pushing their way in.

She felt herself fraying at the edges.

"Wh-who d-did thi-s to you" she choked out through the tears.

Spamton blinked, "WHY I DID" he moved closer to her, the strings following him as he went. "AS MUCH AS I WANT TO [stick around] KRIS IS [waiting so patiently] FOR ME TO COME TAKE THEIR [heart shaped objet] THOUGH THEY MIGHT BE TRYING TO [escape] I WON'T LET THEM"

He swung past her.

Fona didn't even register his movements, as she couldn't stop her tears or the thoughts.

The thoughts begged her to unleash her wrath.

Pushed her to feel the thrill of the hunt.

They came, unbidden.

And the whisper inside her mind cackled.

Fona had lost her will to fight.

Lost her friend.

And it was her fault.

Her fault.

And Kris's fault.

She'd make them pay.

Her fist slammed on the ground, over, and over. With each rush of pain she felt, she laughed.

As she sat up she let out giggles that morphed into mad guffaws.

"I'll kill them, I'll kill them all! Each and everyone of them" she stood, a deranged smile spread across her lips "no mercy"

Fona was no longer there.

What stood in her place was a psycho who only lived to kill.

Fornora.

She was going to enjoy killing Kris, and any that stood in her way.