Tricksters, Demons, and Trolls, oh-fucking-my.

Chapter 8

The sound of someone screaming at 3 the next morning jolted everyone awake, confused as they gripped their weapons and looked around. Kanaya, being the ray of sunshine she was (#SorryNotSorry) lit up the room enough for everyone to see Grace thrashing around on the ground, screaming her lungs out as she curled into a ball, shaking. Her eyes were closed tightly, and she gritted her teeth together as she tried to hold back another scream. 

Keyword: Tried.

The scream sounded throughout the house and made everyone panic. Karkat's eyes widened as he backed away, dragging Dave with him. "Get away from her, dipshits!" He yelled. Dirk forced Jake behind him while Roxy, Jade, Bree, and Haley hid behind a couch. Kakaya and Rose had their weapons at the ready, standing next to the wall. Karkat now had his sickles out, Dave behind him with a (shitty) sword.

Gage was holding a knife tightly in his hand, face pale as he hid behind the couch with Bree, who was holding a small gun. Everyone had their weapon out and at the ready when the screaming stopped. Everything was silent for a few minutes, and they momentairly relaxed. 

Dave poked Grace with the back of his sword, and Karkat made a weird screeching sound and dragged the blond human back. Grace jolted awake, eyes wide as she stared at them.

"Run!" She said softly, her blue eyes filled with fear and panic. She got to her feet, trying to get away from them before anything happened, but it was too late. She bent backwards at an unnatural (or maybe even Supernatural XD #SorryNotSorry) angle, head touching the ground as an insane smile crept onto her face, her eyes now closed. 

Her hair, once dyed black and faded to a brown, was now turning a bright blue, small mints popping up here and there. Her black clothes were turning pastel, the black sweater she was wearing grew the picture of a two-faced mask. 

By this point everyone had backed away, weapons raised as they stared at the girl in horror. 

Grace stayed like that for a few more moments  before opening her eyes, smile still on her face. 

Karkat hissed at the sighed, baring his teeth. Grace's eyes were now switching from a glowing ice blue to a bright, glowing purple, flashing with madness as she straightened herself, head tilted. 

"Finally!" The pastel girl giggled, cracking her knuckles. "It took forever to get control of this thing!" Haley whimpered, drawing the tricksters attention. "Ooh, you're who got Breeze killed!" It giggled, tilting her head to the right. Haley shook her head, backing away, as the trickster giggled and took a step foward. 

Jake raised his gun, shaking, as he aimed it at Grace's head, only for the girl to look at hime, shaking with laughter. "Oh, no! I'm terrified!" She giggled. "Whatcha' gonna do, English? You gonna shoot me? Do it, i DARE you!" Dirk glanced at Dave, who nodded. 

Karkat snarled at the pastel being, his grip tightening on his sickles. "What the fuck-" He was cut off when the trickster rolled up it's long sleeves. It's arms were lined with scars; both old and new. "See?" It giggled, spinning in a circle. "She wants to die! Or should i say He? Grace never really picked a gender."

Gage was staring in shock at his now candy colored friend as he stood next to Bree, the two of them shaking. Haley, on the other hand, made a very, very unwise life choice. She set her weapon down, raising her hands as she took a step foward. "Hey. It's Haley, do you remember me?" Grace nodded, giggling. "Yep! You look sad. Why don't you smile a bit more, huh?" She grinned, twitching, as she took a step towards he friend. 

Before anyone could yell a warning, the trickster tackled her friend to the ground, tearing out her throat as blood splattered, killing Haley instantly. Everyone back off after finding out that Jake's guns weren't working, nor anyone elses. Rose and Roxy held back Bree while John and Dirk held back Gage, keeping them from getting into the fight. 

They were forced to watch the trickster tear Haley apart, blood getting everywhere and covering the pastel girl. They would have killed her, but every time one of them got close, a force field of sorts pushed them back. 

15 minutes later, the tricksters hair flickered to black, and her cloths turned to their usual black again. Grace looked around, confused, and unaware of what had happened. 

"Ummm.... what did i..." She said softly. Everyone was staring at her with horror, and she looked down at the ground below her before jerking away and screaming. Haley was torn apart, blood all over the surrounding floor and some one the walls.

Grace looked at her hands in horror before looking up at the group. She was covered in blood, and it was all over her face. "What have i done?" She looked horrified at herself, at the blood, at everything in her mind. At what she'd done. 

Karkat slowly stepped foward, ignoring Dave's please for him to get back. The troll slowly sat down down next to Grace. "Ummm... Hey, fucknuts." He said, and then began whispering to Grace. Her eyes filled with tears, and the nubby horned troll shooshpatted her as tears flowed down her face. Minus the fact that her tears seemed to be a mix of blood, salt water, and a strange, tar like liquid. 

Everyone stared in disbelife as Karkat comforted the girl, ignoring the blood on his cloths and grey skin as he held her close. Dave walked foward, helping, and eventually they got Grace to go and clean herself up. She shook slightly, walking up the stairs, and they heard the sound of water being turned on in the bathroom before looking at the mess.

Gage and Bree were sobbing, holding each other close. Jade, John, and Jake were close to tears; Dirk holding Jake close and comforting him. John was with Jade and Roxy, in shock, while Kanaya helped Rose in their attempt to clean up some of the blood. 

15 minutes later, hardly any progress was made, and Grace came back downstairs, hair wet and wearing a baggy black sweater with jeans. She silently walked into the kitchen, coming back in with a bucket of warm, soapy water mixed with bleach, and a washcloth before sitting on the ground and scrubbing away at the carpet.

She stayed like that, scrubbing away silently, as everyone milled around, the fear and anger so thick in the air you could almost see it. It took three hours, but Grace eventually managed to clean up the blood and remains of Haley's body, burning it with respect as they all watched her closely. 

Outside, a few tricksters had been attracted to the screaming, and were laughing as they pounded at the fence outside. They wandered away later, but some of the people in the house made a mental note to keep quieter.

Needless to say, the next week was really, really, REALLY fucking awkward. Grace had taken to locking herself in the cage in the basement, stopped eating, and barley slept. Through all that, she didn't speak one word, not a noise was heard from her. Working together, Dave and Karkat managed to convince Grace to sit with everyone else, but even then, she stood awkwardly next to the window as Gage and Bree glared at her. 

"Was it quick?" A soft voice said out of the blue, and everyone jumped when Grace finally looked at them. "Was her death quick?" Karkat nodded, eyes filled with sympathy. "It went straight for the throat. She died instantly." Grace nodded slightly, looking out the window again. The silence continued on again for two hours before she looked back at them.

"Kill me. Shoot me right through the fucking face, i don't care. Kill me."

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Well, damn, shit got intense. I'm sitting next to the real life Haley right now, and i feel awful XD. 

Anyhow, sorry for not updating like normally. 

Thanks to johntheegg_23  (My real life friend, Gage) for dealing with me being emotional recently. If you ever read this, you dipshit. Thanks for all the support you've given me over the years. :-)

And, as always, thank you for dealing with my shittyness. 

I'll probably go back through and edit mistake out later.