Just A Monster (KP FIC)

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There was a dark and eerie aura in these halls, they were so bland, and having been drained of all of it's positive coloring it seemed as if they were slowly yet surely closing in, finally answering my wishes of being reunited with my already departed sibling.

It had been 2 months since Shade died. Or was it 3? Maybe even a few weeks? I don't know, I've been lingering around my single person room and trapped inside of my own headspace mourning for so long I was losing track of time. Similar to what I was doing to except I had a new task at hand, a new purpose. After Shade died I felt like I didn't have one, I felt like the only thing I could be useful for was making my self live bait to Mochi searching for a victim like me. One who had practically given everything up and found no more use in going on, one they could kill and feast upon without struggle or guilt as they had practically been begging to be slain through the soreness in their eyes and lack of will. 

Nightshade and Jammer had completely given up on me. Accepted the fact that I truly couldn't be helped and mutually agreed to pretending I never even existed like they'd done Shade. Even after all we've been through. They barely even batted an eye after a week or so. But the first few hours we spent together, mourning, remembering, appreciating one another's company in such a rough time. My behavior wasn't abnormal then. It was completely understandable by them in particular. They never put me down for acting aggressively towards anyone who thought little of Shade's death, they never tried to convince me to forget any of it had ever happened and just move on, they sat right by my side, allowing me to cry into their shoulders for reassurance. It changed, and rather quickly to. They were back to performing shows daily and entertaining music lovers who shared similar interests and acting like they would regularly while I stayed pent up in the room we stayed in, curled on the couch and waiting for them to come home. They seemed so out of it whenever they did like they were exhausted and tired of coddling me for something they'd already been over and done with so long ago. Like they would rather be out somewhere in the facility, hanging out with friends and drinking until they went numb instead then sitting on some torn and mangled couch for several hours while I tried and failed to make it a little less insufferable with my tears.

We got into a huge fight about it a few weeks ago.

It was like any other night. The both of them (or one of them) occasionally coming back home aching to get some rest and bragging about how fun their day was to one another. Jammer overstepped despite them denying it the whole time. They called me 'fucking crazy' for retaliating in the way I did but I think it was completely justified. I had quite the attitude then and I guessed my teeth bared expression was incredibly noticeable by Jammer.

They said I should've been there, out and about and doing ridiculously childish acts rather then rotting on this pathetic couch mourning someone who pleaded for them to do otherwise. Shade acted similar to them but they put more thorough thought into what they were going to say until they actually said it. Instead of it being an instant sort of thing like it was for Nightshade and Jammer, it was a step by step process that would take more time. They were encouraging and gently spoken, almost making me feel as if I really could get out of this day to day cycle of my pathetically lying in one place for the entire day before they died. Before Nightshade could go and agree with them, making additional comments and making me feel like shit, I rewarded Jammer and their irritable attitude towards such a significant and personal topic with a punch straight to the muzzle. Immediately, I was pushed back by Nightshade, who looked just as angry and spiteful as Jammer did, hunched over and wiping their lip of blood whilst glaring in my direction. The both were screaming directly into my face in an instant. They weren't even properly formed sentences, just insults that were so hurtful I questioned who I considered my younger relatives.

Belligerent

Feist

Inconsiderate

Greedy