Two
Dark
King pulled away from her. King pulled away from Nian’s girl. Away from Mischa when she kissed King. King was no fool. King knew Nian was sharing the body with him. King knows that she saw Nian through the eyes. That she was kissing him and not King. That she was freeing him and screwing over King. King knew these things.
“What do you think you’re doing to King?” King yelled after pushing her away from him. She smiled at King and shrugged her shoulders.
“Oh nothing.” She said and started to walk away but King could feel the red door opening and King could feel Nian come out. King grabbed her by the arm turning her around making her look at King. Her eyes were like daggers. Not showing fear but pure hatred for King. King wanted to take that from her. King wanted to make her know only fear when looking at King. When looking at all Ian’s.
“You’re a clever little bitch aren’t you?” King said with a sneer but her dagger look didn’t fade as if she knew that she was safe. But she was wrong. Of course she was wrong. King wasn’t Nian. King had no problem hurting a girl. King had no problem hurting this girl.
“Don’t touch me.” She hissed out and King pulled her closer so that King could grab her face and make her look in King’s eyes.
“Kiss King again and King will cut out your tongue from your pretty little head.”
“Nian would never allow that.” She said it as if it was fact. As if she and Nian had talked about this before and she knew for a fact that he wouldn’t allow harm to come to her. But King was king of this body. King was ruler of this domain. Ringmaster of this freak show and Nian was just a side act. Compared to King Nian was the bearded lady. And yet this girl looked at King as if her words were facts. King hated her eyes. King wanted to pluck them from her head.
She pulled away from King and started to walk away without another word to King. Nian had trained her way King sees. King watched for a moment as she walked away from King and then turned to go home.
Home now there were people that feared King in that house. A few changes have been made in the family since King killed Seamus and Kennedy killed herself. For one May took Lilly and they left never to be seen or heard from again. Actually they moved in with someone from her family but she and Joe aren’t together anymore. It was too bad too when they moved out. King liked looking at the permanent smile that Evian put on her face. It made King laugh at how weak of a woman she was. Billy moved out as well into the apartment that father use to use for Dian. Billy comes back at dinner time but that was the only time King got to see his big brother. Father and Joe doesn’t talk to each other anymore. Father hates Joe and blames Joe for Kennedy’s death. Joes hates father and blames father for Kennedy’s death. King thinks that they both are to blame. They lover and the abuser are at fault here.
Then there was mother who drowns herself in booze every morning, noon, and night. King comes home at times to see her passed out on the couch while poor little Angel watches himself. Angel King’s angel. King’s little brother is the only one that King’s like. Maybe the only one in this family that like King. And Nakita she’s changed as well. Wearing all back now she cuts herself to feel something. But then in this family one must cause pain to feel anything at all.
King came in the house to the normal scene mother on the couch, the bottle of rum spilling over one the floor. Angel playing with a box cutter that was left out on the table.
“Kingie.” Angel yelled as he ran to King. “Me be good today.” He said. “Mommy no wake up. Me be hungry.”
“You should have used your toy to wake her. King will show you how.” King took the box cutter from King brother’s hands and grabbed his tiny hand with the other one leading him over to our drunken mother. “Remember Angel if it does bleed it isn’t worth it.”
“Me understand.” He said and watched as I pushed the blade out and pressed it to the soft skin of mother neck. King didn’t want to kill her. Killing her would be no fun. Let them live. That is what King was taught. That is what Yoru instilled in King. Instilled in Nian and Evian and Dian and Loki and Hades and Ducky. Yoru taught Ian well. As a whole he taught Ian everything that we know. Why kill when making them suffer is much more fun. When drawing it out will insure the maximum amount of pleasure.
“Do you want the honors?” King asked Angel and passed him the box cutter again. “Not too hard. All the alcohol will make her bleed out faster.”
“Just a little then Kingie.” Angel said and King nodded. Angel pressed the blade to mother throat. He had to use both hands since his were so little. King waited and King watched. King could smell the blood already though Angel didn’t cut her yet. King could feel the pain that was going to come.
“Angel stop!” Nakita yelled grabbed the box cutter from Angel and mother jumped up at the same time. King’s sister looked at him staring daggers at him as she stood there. This judgmental look on her face as she judged King. As if she had the right to judge King. King would cut her as well didn’t she know. No one was safe. No one was untouchable.
“Kita.” Angel whined when he couldn’t have his fun. And King was disappointed as well. King wanted blood. King wanted to see mother bleed.
“What are you teaching him?” Nakita asked King and King tilted his head to the side as King looked at her. What was King teaching Angel? Only the rules that he needed to live by. Only the rules of life that King was taught. Rule one there is no such thing as love. Rule two pain heals all wounds. Rule three when in doubt make it bleed. Those rules were branded into King’s mind. They were branded into all Ian’s mind. Oh yes once more Kings says Yoru did a hell of a job training King. Training all Ian’s then and now. “Why can’t you be normal?!” she yelled
Normal? King was puzzled by this word because what was Normal. In this life who sat the standards for normality. King only smiled at his dear sweet sister and walked away from them going upstairs to King’s room. There were still locks on King’s door but no one bothered to lock them anymore. Instead they locked themselves away at night. Hiding behind doors as if King couldn’t get in. As if King didn’t know how to pick a lock or two.
King shut his door tightly behind and sat down in the chair in King’s room. An unsettling numbness filled the body. At times King envies the other Ian’s. They all have feeling and reasons and though King knows his reason for being it has be eons since King felt anything. The bitch kissed King and the door opened. Nian was free and soon if not already Dian and Evian would be free as well. King wanted to be excited. King wanted to be happy that at long last King gets his war. At long last King gets to go against Nian. But King felt nothing at all.
King closed his eyes and was on the mind. On the right side of the brain Loki was sitting on the floor looking at the fox mask that he wore on his face. It was in his hand and he was looking at it as if he was deep in thought.
“What are you doing?” King asked him and he looked up at King.
“What does it look like?” he dared to take that tone with King. King only stared at him threateningly and he sighed and put the mask on his head twisting it to the side so that his face was uncovered. “Nian, Dian, and Evian are free.” Loki said and King nodded. King knew this already.
“Why did you allow them out Loki?” King asked and Loki rolled his eyes.
“Allowed them is a big word King. Hades was the one watching the door. Ducky ran when Nian came out and the three of them jumped Hades.”
“Where is Hades?”
“He’s a mood if I was you I wouldn’t see him yet.” Loki said and King frowned.
“What kind of mood?”
“He’s in his safe room. His strapped his arms in his jacket. He’s calling for blood. He wants a death.”
“It’s Loki’s job to control Hades.” King yelled at him and Loki stood up.
“I did control Hades. For six fucking years King. You wanted him to obey I made him obey. If you can’t control him now that’s on you. I’m done with this. You told me that I could have fun. When does it start King? When do I get to go to the party? When do I get to enjoy the show?”
“The party is just starting. Our main guest as only just arrived.”
“You want me to babysit Hades. You want me to make him the yes man that he has become then I want something as well.” King frowned. Who did Loki think he was? Who was Loki to demand anything from King? You give them an inch and they take a mile. Loki was getting ahead of himself. He forget who is king. “I want more time in the body.” Loki said.
“We all will be sharing the body now.” King reminded him. “Nian is free remember?”
“I want more fun.” Loki said. “Sunday is boring. I want to go to school. I want to play with the friends. I want to feel the pain. To cause the pain to taste the blood. I want more play time King.”
“And if King gives you more.”
“Then I will tell Hades to play nice. I will make Hades promise to listen to you. I’m the only Ian that Hades trust. I’m the only one that brings him out of his rages. Do you really want to piss me off King?”
“You would threaten King?!” King yelled and he shook his head.
“No. Never threaten.” Loki said.
“Make Hades whole again.” King told him and Loki turned and walked away from King. King heard footsteps and knew that it was Ducky standing behind him holding on to his bunny. Useless little Ducky King knew he was just a baby but Nian comes from the room and he runs. “King thinks you need more training.” King spoke never turning around to look at Baby-Ian. There was no need to look at him.
“No.” Ducky yelled. “I’m sorry King I’ll do better I promise. But Nian is scary.” Ducky whined and King frowned his very voice was like nails on a chalkboard to King. King didn’t like children and yet Ducky was his to rule. Oh cruel Ian to give King such a headache while Nian was on the left side of the brain living in bliss. But Ian always liked Nian better then King.
“Nian is scary but King is not.” King hissed at him.
“That’s not what I said.” Ducky said trying to clean everything up. Trying to make everything better. But King wasn’t in the mood to hear the pleads of a child. Ducky was weak and at times of war you are only as strong as your weakest link. Ducky was a weak link. King knew that and Nian knew it as well. It was why Nian was going to use Ducky to open the door for him.
Now king turned around to see the four angry scars on Ducky face. Scars from where Hades slapped him and cut him with the blades that he wear at the tip of his fingers. Loki would control Hades and King would control Loki. There was a trick to controlling someone like Loki. You allow them to think that they were in control. Loki would only do what he thought he thought of. So the key was to make Loki think what you wanted him to. An insane Hades was nice if King just wanted to slaughter senselessly but that’s not the plan at the moment. King has a plan. King needed plans to win this war. Nian would have plans. Nian always have plans.
“Go to your safe place Ducky King will deal with you later.” King told him and he walked away going to his safe room and leaving King alone.
King opened his eyes and was still in King’s room the knocking on King’s door was annoying when all King wanted was to rest. All King wanted was to enjoy the darkness that King was in. But no some was always coming in. Someone always wanted King. King looked over at the door not saying anything until it opened and father came in. That was just what King needed this prick coming in and talking to King.
“Nakita tells me you tried to make Angel hurt your mother.”
“King didn’t make Angel do anything that Angel didn’t want to do.” King answered and a sigh came from father.
“You have to stop this Ian. You promised that after Seamus that was it.” King mused over these words for a bit.
“After Seamus.” King said. “King doesn’t remember promising that.”
“It’s enough!” father yelled and King turned in his chair so that King could face the door and father as well. “When is it enough? When will you be happy with all the pain you have caused huh Ian?!”
“When you’re no longer able to feel pain at all.” King answered. “When all of you become numb even to pain itself.”