V & V - Rageous Rageon Rise

p h a t s a m m y

Veneer POV:

I stare at Phat Sammy... his bloated, distended limbs wriggling around.

He's massive, absolutely vile. The way his limbs have been blown up, it's horrific to see. His face is swollen to the point where it looks like he can't see.

I hold onto Ritz tightly, shaking as I see the red diamond glowing behind him. The trolls are behind him, floating in the air as red wires suck the magic from them.

Each troll is completely glittery and transparent; my heart aching as I see Floyd. Each troll looks like nothing emotions-wise is intact. They're solemn and still, their eyes closed and mouths open.

I want to cry seeing what's become of Sammy... he was so pretty and a relatively nice guy to me.

How could Dom do this to Brandon's boyfriend?

Sammy groans, looking like he's in a lot of pain. My heart drops as I see him pick something up from the left of him, the body hidden from his large size.

I feel Kid Ritz go limp in my arms, falling forward as Sammy shoves Kid Ritz's mama into his mouth. She must have been what Midori and the voice dragged down the stairs... what the fuck.

The duck crunches make me completely numb as I realize he's eating her.

I feel Kid Ritz's heartbeat exponentially fast as I hold him up, his breathing horribly fast as he hyperventilates.

Fred turns towards us, dragging us back away from the horrid sight. I help him pull Kid Ritz away from the death scene of his mother, closing the door as Kid Ritz sobs into his hand.

Fred: "Ritz, please. Let me get you upstairs into the rehearsal room."

Kid Ritz says nothing, shaking his head as he sobs into his hands. I can't see him like this; hearing him so distraught is destroying me.

I help him up the stairs with Fred, feeling as he barely moves forward. We get him up the stairs and into the rehearsal space, where Kid Ritz falls to the floor, sobbing the worst, heart-wrenching sobs I've ever heard.

Kid Ritz: "I can't... do this... she... he... fuck... ate her... holy shit!"

I stare at him, panicking as I don't know what to do. Fred keeps watch on the door, looking as stressed as I feel.

Kid Ritz: "I'm going... to fucking... kill Dom! I'm going to... k-kill Sammy! That fucker!"

He gasps for air in between his sobs, his body seething and wracked with fury.

He stands, moving to one of the mirrors and punching it. It shatters, sending glass to the floor. He goes to the next wall, punching it again with the worst-sounding skin-to-glass contact sound I've ever heard.

The glass cracks, shooting to the floor in splinters. He goes to the last wall, slamming his fist into the mirror.

It breaks, falling to the floor in addition to the now coated floor in glass shards.

I stare at him, seeing as his shoulders raise and fall aggressively. I hate seeing him so angry... but I can't blame him.

An ex-superstar just ate his mom. Fred grabs my waist, pulling me behind him.

I stare up at him, confused, as I wasn't expecting him to do that. He moves so he's mostly in front of me.

Is he trying to protect me? I... kind of don't mind it... I must admit I'm scared; I'm not necessarily scared of Kid Ritz... just what he can do.

Kid Ritz: "Let's go."

He turns, his fists bleeding profusely.

Fred: "We need to heal your ha-"