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

Chapter 9

"What!?" Bree gasped, glaring at Grace. The blue-eyed girl simply looked back at them, face blank. It was clear she'd given up on living. "I want you to kill me. Just a quick shot to the head or something. I don't care, just make it quick." John stared in shock at Grace. "Wha- but, you-" Roxy nodded, looking alarmed. "I'm not going to kill another human being, girl or not!"

Grace simply shrugged. "I prefer to go by male pronouns at the moment, if that alright." "I think it's a good idea." A voice said, and the little demon thing that they'd seen in the attic appeared on the ground. Grace rolled her eyes and the demon giggled. "Aww, don't treat me like that. Besides, I came down here to help." Karkat glared, sickles raised. "What could you possibly fucking help with, asswipe."

"That's not very nice, Karkitty," The demon giggled, and Dave had to keep the young troll from attacking it. "What can you do?" "Well, you are aware of how the "Tricksters" can talk and remember certain things, right?" It used air quotations around the word trickster as the others nodded. "Well, she's- sorry, he's simply a more advanced version of them." "How the bloody hell does that help?" Jake said, Dirk nodding in agreement. "Well, he may not remember it, but I've had several conversations with their trickster form. It knows things about Tricksters that you idiots haven't figured out yet."

"So, your saying that we could possibly restrain he- him, we could talk with the Trickster?" Jade said, looking at Grace.

"I'll do it," Grace said quietly, standing up. "Do what you need to do to talk to that thing." Gage simply glared at her with Bree, the two of them turning away. Dirk and Jake nodded. "Alright, get something to eat and we can take you downstairs." Grace shook her head, staring at the ground. "Not hungry." They glanced at each other, but shrugged, and went down stairs. Everyone followed, and Grace sat in the middle of the cage after locking it, trusting Dave and Karkat to hold onto the key for the moment.

He sat there, bored, as everyone else milled around the basement, looking around.  Two doors led off to a candle room and a locked office, which Grace said used to be his dad's. It started to get dark when something finally happened. Most everyone had been dozing before he screamed, jolting everyone awake, and not 5 minutes later, the Trickster had taken over. "Heeeeyyyyyyy everyoneeeeee," It giggled, standing and stretching. "Why am I locked up and shit? Come onnnn, I'm bored!"

The demon appeared next to the cage door, waving. "Hey, idiot." The trickster giggled, waving back. "Hey, asshole." Karkat stood next to the demon with Dave. "Hey, dipshit. Anything you wanna say?" The trickster nodded, reaching a hand out through the bars, only for them to back away. "Yea. You smell like cherries." The troll growled in response, glaring.

"Anyway, seeing as I'm not getting out of here any time soon, what's been happening with my little puppet?" The looks of confusion made the trickster sigh, sitting on the ground. "Grace. How bad was her breakdown? I bet it was epic!" It giggled, rolling on the floor as if the thought was hilarious.

Bree glared. "Listen here, you freak-" "That's not very nice, bitch." Trickster interrupted, and Gage butted in. "You fucking killed Haley!" John and Jade held the two of them back, while the pastel being giggled. "Oops. I bet she hasn't been eating anything for a while, huh?"

Jake glared. "What do you know about that?" "Oh, nothing much," it replied, grinning, but it was clear they knew everything about the human's eating habits lately. "He simply can't eat anything because it tastes like shit, not to mention they feel fat as hell, and don't want to live at this point." "You asshole!" Karkat snapped his sharp teeth at it, but the Trickster only giggled.
"Besides, she's full. That girl- what was her name? Haley? Yea, that's it. Her little friend Haley was quite filling."

"Oh my god..." Jade's eyes widened. "You mean..." The trickster giggled, nodding. "She can still taste the yummy meat! It's in her system now, and most likely will stay that way for a few weeks. She can't eat anything else without it making her feel sick. ANYWAY, you wanted me here for a reason, so speak the fuck up and ask a god dammed question."

"How do you take over?" Dirk asked, his eyes hidden by his pointy shades. "Simple. After some asshat thought it's be a good idea to experiment on this weakling," it said, gesturing to it's body, talking about Grace. "And here I am. I'm stronger then this bitch. Think of me as a better depression."

It shivered, giggling. "Uh oh, looks like someone decided to fight back. I'll see you the next time someone has a fucking question or some shit. In the meantime, I'll leave this as a little 'gift' so she'll remember me bye. Not really. This is for you, to think about the shit this asshole's been though. And to think," The trickster looked right at Gage and Bree. "You two overlooked the severity of her mental state." It seemed angry, glaring daggers at them, before leaving a quick cut on the arm.

Grace took control of her body again as the colors faded to their usual black and she was sitting on the ground, eyes clenched shut for a moment before she opened them, looking at everyone. "So... what'd it say?"

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Hey, everyone! Sorry this hasn't been updated in a bit, stuff got busy, but here, have this pile of shit.

This is kinda confusing, with the switching genders and all that, so let me clear things up. Grace decided she wanted to be considered a male in this chapter, so that's what she identified herself as. Her trickster form (idk what else to call it) disregards this at the moment, calling her a 'she', 'her', etc. So...yea. sorry if this didn't help.

Thanks to my fiends (who I apparently want to kill off XD jk I don't think I'd try and intentionally hurt any of you) for dealing with my bull shit.

Thanks for reading! Sorry that this chapter is shit, I may go back and change it, maybe no. It depends how motivated I feel. ☺