The Story of the Saints

My Other Nightmare

I woke up in a club. When would this stop? Hadn't Zinyak already put me through enough pain? Mental pain, and now probably physical pain. I was being held hostage by one of my exes, DJ Veteran Child. I heard the boss from upstairs, talking to who I assumed was Kinzie. How come nothing bad has ever happened to her? 

Anyways, I could tell I was high. On top of my lousy balance, my vision was blurry. Oh, right. I was the old me. The Stillwater me. Funloving, drug-doing, hippie me. Great. At the same time, I could feel that the new me was still in there somewhere. Technically, middle-aged me. There's a future Shaundi, too. 

Since I was wasted, I obviously couldn't hurt anyone and I was extremely giddy, therefore making me completely and utterly harmless.I always did drugs at the wrong times. 

"Ugh, let go of me! Somebody get me outta here!" That was the most anger I could muster. Luckily the boss heard me. For some reason there was a random stun gun laying around on the table, and the boss used that to free me. Unfortunately, she couldn't get a clear shot of Veteran Child and instead had to taze me. Finally she was able to kill DJ Veteran Child... The first one, anyways. Zinyak, being the son of a gun he is, had to give DJVC, as he put it, "a second chance." 

In a matter of seconds there were Veteran Children everywhere. Yeah, whatever Kinzie, Veteran Childs or some form of plural.. Who gives a crap? Certainly not me, I'm trying to tell a story here. Am I right, Viola? Yeahhh... The important thing is is that Kinzie gave the boss a disintegrator gun in which she used to destroy all the copies of DJ Veteran Child. Unfortunately, the real one got away and was sure to cause more trouble somewhere along the line. Oh god just listen to me. I think I'm beginning to get Pierce-level cocky. 

"Hey, thanks-" high me started, before the regular me built up enough inside her. "Wait, this isn't me. I worked hard to change into who I am now.' The regular me snapped, "Get out." I wasn't really sure who I was anymore. I wasn't either of the two Shaundis standing before me. I saw both of them. I was probably the young Shaundi, I was just too baked to know it. "What's her problem?" I snorted to the boss. "My problem? My problem is that I used to be you."

I'm not gonna repeat the whole thing. Just the important parts. "So what happens to me?" I ask. "Whaddya mean?" She asked with the most shocked look on her angry face. Ha! The boss tried to interrupt our little conversation and leave with the older version of me. "Oh no, no. I wanna hear what this drug abusing hippie has to say to me. So what do you mean, 'What happens to me?'" "Well evidently I became a total frigid b****, so I just wanted to know what's up." This was getting rather exciting.. "Ohhh, you mean "I stopped sitting around smoking drugs from a broken light bulb all day?'" I'll admit, she was good. Heh, of course she was good. She's me! Or.. I'm her. Wait what? "Yeah, you're lame now. You used to have fun." "I used to be useless." "What?" I was getting pretty mad now. how could she call me useless? There really isn't any way to win. If I insult her, I'm insulting myself. Oh well. The show must go on! "The most memorable thing you did was get captured by your smoked out ex." "That's not true!" I retorted. "I'm sorry, and f***ing all of Stillwater. Go team." The boss was still trying to break up the fight. I'm not backing down from this. "I hate me," she says and walks off, kicking my ex's lifeless copy as she went.

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Hi everyone! I know this chapter pretty much ripped off everything that the game said, but I wasn't really sure how to reword it, and Shaundi is just awesome <3