“It feels good to be king,” said Taker, sitting there like he was a king. He was a king. “Doesn’t it, Sacrifice?”
Sacrifice clenched her fit and got up, standing. She was shivering noticeably from where I stood. Anger. Resentment. Disgust.
“Taker,” she said slowly. “Why?”
Taker looked at her, pretending to be offended.
“For fun,” he said, exaggerating his mock offence with gestures and faces as he stood up. “Isn’t that my only motiv-”
He stopped, standing normally but not quite. “I can’t do this pretend stuff anymore,” he sighed.
Taker took several strides towards us quickly and lifted Sacrifice’s chin as soon as he had reach, making her look at him with level eyes. “Bet you didn’t know I could fuck with your head.”
Sacrifice slapped his arm away, scowling. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”
Taker smiled, backing off with his arms stretched wide and a massive shit eating grin painted onto his face. “Who’s the daddy?”
Sacrifice leapt for Taker, reeling her fist back for a punch.
Taker was unimpressed. “Stop, peasant.”
Sacrifice froze. She froze in the air, immobile. I took a double take.
“Wow, this king thing is great!” said Taker, surprised and happy at his newly found power. “Ryan, come over to your king.”
My legs moved on their own. I couldn’t struggle or control myself as I walked over to Taker.
“H-Hey!” I said, approaching Taker while dragging the cocoon behind me still. “What the hell!”
“Stand right here,” he ordered pointed just in front of where Sacrifice was. I saw her looking at me, still in the air. “Facing her. Don’t move from there or speak.”
Everything felt slow as I slowly walked to where Sacrifice was aiming for before she paused.
Event Horizon stirred. “Mmm,” she mumbled, mouth covered.
Taker untied her from the impromptu harness I made with the silk and pulled her away.
“So Ryan,” he began as Event Horizon began to realize where she was, struggling with futility against the cocoon. “You wanted to kill Sacrifice, right?”
I said nothing. Couldn’t. My eyes darted between Taker and Sacrifice, as did hers.
“Changed your mind? She has a habit of doing that. She did it pretty well back in the day,” he said, gesturing to Fractal.
He held the cocoon up, forcing Event Horizon to face us.
“Anyway, you know exactly how strong she is, right? You think she’s telling the truth? Do you trust her?”
“You could die. You could be smashed like a melon if you are wrong and I say the magic words.”
She wouldn’t lie to m-
She already did. She has, several times before. That was irrelevant.
“You know, that little girl you were after was really fun to talk to. She offered me a bet, or a deal. I keep you for three years. Three years. You, Sacrifice and this little dear here,” he revealed, stroking Event Horizon’s chin, “Are all mine to play with. Have fun with. She’ll be busy bringing her own plans to fruition, and I get a free pass after three years.”
“You see, she wants to give me a gift after I gave her a chance to move freely, without that human side interfering. I break you three down; she gives me the gift I seek,” Taker walked over to Sacrifice. “Sacrifice dear, will you tell Ryan every lie you’ve told him that don’t relate to how your powers work?”
Sacrifice looked at me, her face horrified.
“I-” she choked. “I lied about my past. I was good, once. I changed after a while, and things progressed. Most of my teammates stayed with me. Glutton. Fractal. Jawbreaker. Taker was a villain. It sorta happened when Druggie came by, we were just teens looking for thrills. I-”
I knew that. I did the research and found a summary of your back story.
“I lied about what I was doing with Kingmaker. I didn’t want to be queen. I wanted some medicines, and surgery equipment. M-” Sacrifice paused, her face was miserable, spilling out her secrets like this. “I had a father who was sick. H-He was going to die. I uh, somebody came by and I tried to get help. I did the things you know trying to figure out how powers work. It was sort of relevant when I-”
She looked terrible, telling me this. It was if she was exposing her true self, exposing her body for all to see.
“It’s why I was so wanted, I think. Knowing stuff.”
I don’t care. That wasn’t important.
“I lied about the promise. I wouldn’t hold it up when we were done. I’d have killed you or run away or something.”
She didn’t elaborate on why. She didn’t need to. I trusted her based solely on the fact I’d have a chance to avenge the hell I was being put through and she crushed it, if I wanted to go through with it. Our whole relationship, the reason I was okay at the back of my mind with her eating my fucking flesh, it was ruined in an instant. The promise was a lie.
I wanted to scream. Scream in anguish, hate, pain, betrayal. I wanted to cry.
“That’s it,” Sacrifice finished, exhausted. “I’ve finished.”
“Good job, not shut up,” said Taker, turning away from Sacrifice and looking at me from. “Well, Ryan? You ready to take the hit? If you want to live, just say three magic words; ‘I give up’. Say them and you’ll get a reward. One that will make the next three years bearable.”
I could move my lips. Sacrifice’s reaction said it all, as she saw my face contorted into pure unfiltered contempt.
“I give up,” I said, staring her down, still immobile. Taker smiled.
“Good, good,” he cheered, patting me on the back as I stood there, unmoving. Unable to. “I think you’ll like this reward.”
He walked off, slowly, still in my sight. “You see, I looked into Sacrifice’s mind. It was easy, really. Hell, she even thought that I couldn’t, because of all the little false memories I made.”
For the next three years, I regretted this decision every day.