Mental War (Chapter 37)

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"Huh?" Ramona blinked a few times, confused. "Y/N? What was-"

"Alright, Gideon..." You started, grabbing his shoulders and unleashing a bigger shock than before, then releasing him after a bit. "Start talking. What does that glow thing mean?"

"It's how I made my millions, buddy. Emotional warfare." Gideon began to explain, not looking forward to another shock. "Seals you inside your head. Just you and your issues. And once you're hit, that's it. No cure. It's chronic... until you came along and somehow became immune to it. There's no way you don't have even a little it of negative emotion!"

"You're right, I haven't gotten rid of all my negative emotions. But only I control how much I'm affected by them." You replied, and looked him in the eye. "I can feel them, but they're not overpowering me."

"And here I thought that this brilliant self-hater finding a way to turn it to her advantage was the biggest stroke of genius." Gideon scoffed, glaring at you.

"You really are a dick. Ramona, how do we beat this guy?" You asked, looking over at her.

"Well... if there's no cure, and it's chronic... He just has this way of getting inside my head..." Ramona explained, a thoughtful look on her face.

"I think I know what you mean." Scott nodded, also thinking about it.

"No. I mean, he has a way of getting inside my head... literally." Ramona said, pointing a finger at her head.

"Then we kill the Glow from the inside." You concluded, nodding.

"To Ramona's mind, then!" Scott exclaimed, climbing inside Ramona's bag.

"Right behind you!" You followed him inside.


- Inside Ramona's Subspace -

When you opened your eyes, you and Scott were falling toward a dark void, and you fell next to each other, standing before the version of Gideon inside Ramona's mind.

"You idiots. Did you think I'd just roll over in here? I'm all powerful in her head!" Gideon taunted, having a taller body and holding a leash hooked to the cuffs around Ramona's wrists.

"Let her go!" Scott yelled, stepping up.

"This has an overwhelming BDSM vibe and it's making me VERY uncomfortable..." You mentioned, as you and Scott walked closer. Though, you were moving a bit slower because of the... "distinct" environment.

"This is what she wants, buddy. Her inner-most desire." Gideon stated, pulling on the leash and bringing her close.

"Would..." Scott began as he rushed over to him.

"...you..." You followed beside him, charging electricity into your fist.

Gideon began to grow into a more muscular, and very much exaggerated form, to the point he could hold Ramona in his palm.

"...look at yourself?!" Scott and you shouted together, the former headbutting Gideon's forehead while you, the latter, slammed down on his head with an electric punch.

The actual Gideon was poofed from his fake form, and the glow Scott had around his head was now on Gideon. You four began to fall, with Scott catching Ramona in the nick of time.

"You idiot. The glow is nothing to me!" Gideon scorned, trying to slash at Scott, but was blocked by you.

"Let me guess, you've been too trapped in your own head?" You asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Actually, yes. And I'll make sure you're both powerless here!" Gideon shouted, but before he could, he was stopped.

Ramona snapped from his control, which was signaled by the cuffs around her wrists being broken off. She stood up with a new, determined face.

"Oh... uh... hey Ramona... what's up?" Gideon nervously stammered, surprised and shocked at her sudden rebellion.

"You know, you're right. Part of me does still belong to you." Ramona stated, before signaling to a few figures behind her. "But the other parts of me... are finished with you!"

About nine other versions of Ramona with different outfits, hairstyles and colors emerged behind her. "Get out of my head." All of them said, their eyes narrowed.

"...Fine." Gideon begrudgingly relented. "But I'm taking him with me!"

"Nope, no you're not." You interrupted as you swept Gideon's legs and caused him to fall. Then, you put your hands together, rubbing them as if they were defibrillators. "Clear!"

Electricity began to surround you, and you pressed both hands on his chest, sending a high enough voltage that made him convulse so hard it poofed him out of Ramona's mind.

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