The Freaks of the Ring

Nineteen : Doku

I will admit it now, maybe going alone with Blitz to an unfamiliar place without telling anyone first probably wasn't the smartest move I could've made. But considering how often I hear people complaining about how annoying he can be or how useless I am, I just thought that it wouldn't be a big deal in the least. Who cares whether or not the useless guy that could actually kill everyone in their sleep if he wanted to disappeared or not? It's not like I can actually be useful for any sort of purpose whatsoever apparently (note the excessive use of sarcasm).

Maybe I should feel a little bit worse about making everyone worry over where we were and all, but I actually don't feel any sort of remorse in the least. Come on, they practically pushed me to wanting to disappear completely and now they're going to complain...about how I want to disappear completely. Hypocritical much? Because it sure feels that way when we're bombarded with a million fake-ass tears and "we were so worried about you guys!" No. You're all worried about Mufasa's disappearance, not me and my apparently annoying boyfriend. Stop lying like a rug and go back to whatever you were doing before.

And maybe for the first time ever, I don't really feel anything from all the explosions of fake emotion being tossed in my general direction. So what, I got to go see a cool place /and/ received a boyfriend too. It's a gay snake's greatest dream, honestly. But this isn't really affecting me at all. So what, everyone wants to make me feel bad for their mistakes and the fact that I had fun for once in my pathetic life. I've come so close to creating the most toxic poison I can think of just to inject into my own veins because of these guys and their so-called "greater good" that it's not even funny. All they've made me into is a literal freak and taken me away from my old home. I was perfectly happy spending my time starving half to death at my old safebase, thank you very much. I barely even remember the name of it, honestly. London, maybe? Not that it matters now that I'm stuck in this hellhole, but whatever.

I guess the pent-up anger at them all is starting to show, because Blitz gives me a weird look and mouths a quiet, "you okay?" I begin to nod, but it quickly turns into a head shake. No, I'm not okay. Why would I be okay when a bunch of jerks that couldn't care less whether or not I died are pretending to like me for once?

It's the funny think about the Freaks, honestly. They pretend to care about you and your wellbeing when you first get there, but then you start to get your powers under control and they go back to their own business and pretend that ya never existed in the first place. A bunch of hypocrites and kiss-ups is what they are. Yep, let's give you powers that you never knew you wanted (because you didn't), only vaguely go over the basics of how to control them (even though no one really knows how to use yours, because only you can stop forest fires and figure how to use them), and then proceed to send you on a bunch of random "missions" that accomplish absolutely nothing whatsoever. Oh yeah, and you'll probably be killed out on the field, but that doesn't matter because we can just kidnap someone else to slap into your place.  

I just sigh and keep my mouth shut for a moment though, because I can't exactly tell this to Blitz and ruin the illusion of absolute perfect happiness in the goddamn Ring, now can I? "I just want out," I whisper to him, making sure to stay out of earshot of everyone else. It would probably be easier to talk if we were somewhere a little more private, so I tug on his sleeve and lead him to my room.

It's really nothing special from my perspective, but all the nice, warm surfaces that actually don't erode away the second I take off my gloves are a pretty nice addition. I end up plopping down onto the large slab of rock that I use as a bed and gesture for him to join me. Well, at least I know that here we won't be spied on or anything. As creepy as Tony may be, he wouldn't push the edge of privacy and install cameras and microphones into everyone's rooms. Or maybe he would and I'm just trying not to be completely paranoid for once in my life. Who knows?

But anyway, I try my best to explain why I just want to sink my fangs into half of the people in this godforsaken place without naming anyone that I particularly can't stand (cough Tony, Tierra, and Rem cough ). Well, at least he doesn't protest and say how nice they all are to him so therefore they must not be too bad, right? Instead, he actually nods slowly and sighs. "I see your point, and it's not fun hearing everyone else call me ignorant and stupid all the time. Maybe this safe haven isn't as safe as we all think it is..."

I nods slightly and glance down at my claws, just wishing that I could actually use them for once without anyone caring. But maybe that's the whole idea and I didn't even realize it before. Maybe the easiest way to escape this life is to fake my own kidnapping. These claws would work just as well as Mufasa's did on his walls, and mine even have extra-poisonous stuff in them.  I guess that it's settled then. I'm getting out of here and I'm taking Blitz with me, whether everyone else likes it or not.