Yogscast One-Shots

Heavy Dirty Soul (Lalnable Hector)

Lalnable blew out a ring of smoke in front of him. After many times asking, the scientists had finally allowed him his cigarettes back. Besides, they decided that smoking would make the man a lot more passive towards them.

There they are
"Shut it, stop telling me things I already know," Lalnable reacted, agitated. He watched the scientists walking towards his cell from the corner of his eye.
They're scared of you
"What did I just say? Shut. Up." He watched the guns in the scientists' hands. He knew they contained syringes full of sedatives which, if he got too unruly, were going to be used on him.
Thump thump thump, here they come, haha!
"SHUT UP!"

Click.
The door opened carefully - a clear sign the scientists were indeed afraid of Lalnable.
"Stay where you are!" a voice yelled.
"Like I'm moving," Lalnable answered, sounding bored and like he didn't care. He blew out another ring of smoke.
Out of the door came Xephos, the boss of Yoglabs, surrounded by about four men with guns.
"Scared?" Lalnable asked Xephos.
"Should I be?" the man replied.
"Depends."
"On what?"
"The news you're bringing me. You never come in here, yet here you are." He turned to the brown-haired man. "What's the news, Xephy-boy?"
Xephos gritted his teeth, obviously annoyed about the term the madman had decided to use to refer to him. He took a deep breath in and then out.
"The news is that you're completely, utterly and totally insane."
"Wow, people sure do like to tell me things I already know recentely."
"That voice you hear is not a person."
"I am perfectly aware of that. I might be hearing voices but I am sane enough to know they're not real."
You sure?
"Shut it."
Xephos frowned, trying to determine wether that was intended for him or the disembodied voice Hector kept hearing. He was woken up from thinking by a ring of smoke hitting his face. Looking up, he could see Lalnable grinning at him, the cigarette still in his hands.

"I can take those away, you know."
"You wouldn't."
"And why not?"
"Because you need them to keep me calm, to restrain me in a way that'll also kill me if I do it enough."
"You'd be of no use to me dead. We need yo-"
"You need me to help you learn about the mentally insane, yes, I know. However, you'd rather see me dead, wouldn't you, Xeph?"

Xeph took a deep breath in, trying his best to stay calm. It was hard, but he just about managed. However, he was very, very close to losing it.

He's losing it. Give me a show, mad hatter
Lalnable just grinned. He just adored seeing Xeph attempt to keep his cool, it was simply brilliant.

"You're testing me, do you realise that?"
"I do."
"And do you know what happens when I lose it?"
Lalnable grinned at Xeph. "Should I, Xephabelle?"

This is the point where the boss lost it and he lost it big time. Xephos clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. His eyes seemed to be full of fire, his smile even more mad than Lalnable's. His chest rose and fell in a steady pattern, calm yet there was a hint of fury.

"Oh..Oh you should."
Fuck
"Fuck."
"Fuck indeed, my friend," he responded, taking the cigarette out of the man's hand and extinguishing it on Lalnable's arm. The man flinched and a small noise of distress was heard. Not pain though. Xephos dropped the butt, clenching his fists once more. Then, he threw a heavy punch at the madman, which produced a crunching sound. Immediately, blood started flowing across the man's face, his nose in a weird position - broken. The punch was way harder than Lalnable could ever have expected. The other scientists just stood there, watching.

"What the fuck," Lalnable spat out, before he got hit in the head again. The world spun before his eyes and he felt glad he was sitting down. Another punch and a couple stars joined the ones already flying in the madman's vision. Another punch, and another. Xeph just kept hammering at the man, fueled by anger and rage. Slowly, Lalnable lost consciousness and slid down the couch on the floor, where Xeph kicked him in the stomach as if he was trying to hammer down a nail in a plank with his foot.

Then, he stopped, catching his breath. Lalnable stirred his head, moaning.
"That's what you get. I'm surprised you're not crying, baby."
"Gangsters don't cry," Lalnable responded through gritted teeth, his eyes tearing up.
Are you Mr. Misty-eyed then?
Lalnable moaned again, pain burning in his stomach and skull. He slowly opened his eyes, staring up and meeting Xeph's eyes. His pupils dilated, fear visible in them. This was possibly the first time he'd ever been scared in his life. He knew he was staring into death's eyes, he knew Xephos wasn't done with him yet.

"Any last words, you fucker?"
After collecting his mind, Lalnable responded: "Can you save my heavy dirty soul?"
Xeph just laughed loudly, almost maniacally.
"Nobody can." he whispered and kicked the man on the floor in the head for the last time. An even larger crunching sound was hear and blood flowed freely out of the hole. Lalnable's chest stopped moving - he was dead.

Without looking at the dead body, the brunette turned around and walked out of the room, giving the scientists an order: "Dispose of the body. We have no need for it. And do it quickly, it'll start decomposing soon."
"What are you going to do?" one scientist dared to ask.
"Have my boots cleaned and smoke a fag in honour of the greatest mind that ever set foot in this building," he responded, a hint of sadness in his voice.

Author's Note
Well, that was fun, wasn't it? Anyhows, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!

Seeya!