Ugly Flower

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Lilly went to the store.

A camera store to be more specific. She didn't need anything too big and flashy. Just a small camcorder that could send its signal to a computer. Something cheap, but could still do its job. You see, Lilly left the hospital room, moments after Alonzo had spoken to her. In moments of their coversation, she knew exactly what needed done. A fight for dominance. If he could play with them so easily, just by hiding behind his cult, then she needed to fight hard too.

It had started just months ago when she had come up with the idea. She would create her own redroom with Sam by her side. They would create the Funhouse and blow Alonzo's Carnival of Horror's out of the darkness. It would be a simple process. She already knew that she had bigger ideas than Alonzo and was willing to push even further. Lilly feared nothing, and she would use that to her advantage.

You see, Lilly had been watching Alonzo closely. She knew there was something more to him than his big scary comic book super villain outside. There was still something in there. Fear would bring it out. He wasn't invencible. There was always a weakness. Lilly knew everyones weakness. Even her own. Sam. So what was Alonzo's Sam? Fame.

Well, wouldn't it make sense? He was a theatrical screaming baby. When things didn't go his way, he'd throw a tantrum. These "terrorist attacks" were nothing more than an angry child that had his toys taken away. And how were they caused? Allon Fando.

She picked up a small white camera with silver stripes. It was a Canon, wich was nice, at least she thought that was nice. She really had no idea about anything technology wise. That was more Sam's territory. Man... She missed Sam a lot. She frowned and flipped the camera over to see if it had the ability to connect to a tripod, She saw a feww silver holes and what looked like a battery pack, but once again, she wasn't sure. She looked around to see if anyone was around who could help, but then imediatly felt silly. What was she going to do if someone actually came up to her? Say something? Yeah right... She sighed and loocked back down at the camcorder.

Now, she couldn't just go up to Allon Fando and ask him to help her bring Alonzo down. She'd probably be arrested pretty quickly. Not to mention, she didn't have the same intentions as him. He wanted to save America from the terrorist. She really didn't care much for saving anyone. The only thing she wanted was for Alonzo to suffer and die. But that was more for a personal vendetta. It wasn't that she had any reason to hate the man for any particular reason. She found him interesting, to say the least, and charming to say the most. But he hurt Sam... and would continue to do so for whatever vengful reason that he had. And she wasn't ok with that. Of course, he was going to hurt Lilly, too. Well, hurt in the physical sence. Lilly couldn't remember the last time she had been emotionally affected by something to the point of damage. She had been angry, but thoes moments passed. No, he couldn't really hurt Lilly and she wasn't scared of him much either. What she was though, was frustraited. He kept getting in the way of her and Sam's dream life. They had a dark future ahead of them, and he was getting in the way of that. Sam was delicate. Like a little wine glass. Her favorite wine glass. Mmmmmm... She missed Sam...

She took the camera up to the front desk, holding it close to her heart. She was nervouse that this would be a bad camera to buy, or maybe worse, it wouldn't even work for what she had in mind. But, she didn't know what else to do, so she decided to just surendor and buy it. She smiled kindly at the cashire and held it out to them. The cashire was a young man, maybe around 17 years of age. He had brown curly hair and dark brown skin. His name tag read Daunte, and he seemed to know what he was doing, so Lilly could only really hope.

"Hello. Is this all for you today?"

Lilly panicked! Was this all for me today?! Am I missing something?! Maybe some things did scared her sometimes. She chewed on her bottom lip and tapped on the desk rappidly.

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