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From: HARRISON C [SMTP:CMHARRIS@glam.ac.uk]
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Subject: [FFML] [FF][Draft][AMG][SI][Dark][Lime]The Rape and Ruin
of Goddesses
A little while ago, someone suggested a fanfic in which the author was
not a hero of the piece, but rather a villain.
Here goes.
The title, BTW, has very little to do with the story. It's a misquote
from a Cradle of Filth track.
And apologies to Chris Angel, who appears at the very end.
The Rape and Ruin of Goddesses
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The halls of residence were in flames.
I walked out from the middle of them, my hands dripping blood.
I had killed them all, my friends- and my enemies. At least one person
I
loved.
Damn it, I couldn't help myself.
I kept seeing Helen's face as I pushed my claws up beneath her
ribcage,
and ripped it open... I swear I came with every kill.
Vlad was the only person who put up a fight. He was a vampire, and saw
exactly what I was. I didn't kill him easily.
Those who got away would report that I killed the others, and set the
halls ablaze.
But the police will never find me, or believe them, as I've been dead
for six weeks.
"Well done." My contact comes out from the shadows. My travel medium.
"Now you have proven yourself, you can take the real targets." He
flips
me a photograph. Instinctively, I know who they are. Urd, Skuld and
Belldandy. And Keiichi.
And a part of me screams at what I've become, at what I now am, at the
fact that this was reallypart of me all along, and that this facet of
my
personality is now dominating my every action.
I hear myself speak: "They're dead already. They just don't know it."
And I leap into a shadow, twisting through the shadows to the temple-
and I reflect on what happened to me.
I was hit by a car, and the next thing I knew was that I was flying
through a tunnel, filled with smoke. The sides of the tunnel sliced me
to ribbons as I went through clouds of smoke that flew into my face,
prickling my eyes and nose, stinging my cuts.
As I emerged from the tunnel, I saw that I was facing a huge, dead
tree.
It was massive. And standing before it was a man, dressed in a black
cloak and hood. I couldn't see his face.
"Welcome to my domain."
"Who are you?"
"I have many names. I think you may call me Lucifer."
I had no choice but to kneel before him. He may be the Lord of Chaos,
but he still deserves respect. "Was I that bad in life?"
"No. I simply got to you first. You have a talent that is useful to
me."
With that, I felt screaming madness take part of my soul. I felt my
fingers extend to eight-inch claws.I felt the lining of my mouth
rippling and reforming. An I knew that I could breathe flames and spit
lightning, as well as throw bolts of blackened energy.
"You are now the angel of death, the God of Destruction. My own
hitman."
A while after that, I had found myself outside of the halls of
residence
near where I lived. "Kill them."
The first person to die was Jill. I always liked her.I walked up to
the
door, and she saw me. She went to open it, realised who I was, and
then
opened her mouth to scream.
I opened my mouth and blew her head off.
I set fire to the entrance, then, and went round the outside,
destroying
the fire exits like some demented Boomer.
Then I went in.
How many did I kill? Fourty? Fifty? Eighty?
I remember a few kills clearly. James, as I immolated him. Vlad, as I
took him apart. He knew that he couldn't kill me, but he tried to let
everyone else get away. Geri, as I pulled her apart with black
lightning. Helen...
I shook myself off as I appeared in front of the temple. All at home.
Perfect.
Hang on. Valkyries. Someone up there has tipped them off. Four of
them.
No matter.
First I kill the lights. I simply flood the house with shadow, and
then
wait for the Valkyries.
They're out. Barely trained. They're bunched together.
I take out two with one lightning bolt.
The others come to a decision. One charges me, while the other runs in
to protect the others.
This one can't fight. With a single blow she's disarmed. One- two-
there
go her hands- three-four- her legs- God, she screams beautifully.
What am I saying? This is murder?
But I love it.
I slice her throat open. She gurgles once and then she dies. And I
cum.
Violently.
Once I have recovered my composure, I dive into the shadows. And
appear
in the temple.
There's the other Valkyrie.
There was the other Valkyrie.
I didn't know that bodies stand when you take their heads off.
A few screams. Urd, Skuld and Belldandy. They've just been splattered
by
the blood. I lick the crimson rain off my face.
Light. Skuld has cast a glow of some sort around her mallet. The three
of them- no, four, I can see Keiichi now- are huddled together. But I
am
master of the dark, and these shadows still hide me.
No! No more killing!
I can't stop...
I reach out of the darkness and take Keiichi's hand. Literally. He
screams, clutching his wrist. Belldandy screams too. Skuld charges at
me, with her hammer.
I'm gone.
I'm behind Urd.
I shove my claws up to the knuckles in her sides, and wiggle them.
She screams like a banshee as all her organs are shredded.
Norn down, three to go. He he.
Skuld hits me in the back with ther hammer. "You.. you.. you killed
oneesama!" She has tears in her eyes. I think I have too. That part of
me which doesn't like killing is trying to get out.I open my mouth and
say "I'm sorry." Then I roast her.
Skuld doesn't scream for long.
I wish I didn't have to do this.
I had never conscioned killing kids before, and it goes right against
everything in me. Even this killer I am now.
Two down.
Belldandy is in a corner, crying in terror. Keiichi is on her lap.
He's
nearly dead. I kill him quickly. I want this to be over.
"Why?"
This comes from Belldandy. She can see me clearly, in the light from
Skuld. She's dead, but still burning. I feel sick. And I'm about to
cum
again. I walk over to her, and settle myself between her legs. She
starts to panic, trying to get away. She thinks I'm going to rape her.
I'm not. I'm going to strangle her.
I've never strangled someone before. It takes five minutes before she
stops choking and twitching. Then I do cum again.
And then I cry.
This isn't me.
I shouldn't be a killer.
I didn't want to kill them.
I couldn't help myself.
There's a crash from behind me. A deep voice screams. I look up,
straight into the face of the God of Moments. He picks me up by the
collar, and hoists me into the air, before throwing me against a wall.
Then he calls his weapons into being.
As he punches the swordblades towards my head, I don't defend myself.
I
say two words.
"Thank you."
----End----
Authors notes:
Well, this came to me last night. I had an idea of introducing myself
as
the Grim Reaper, or God of Death. But no. This idea came to me, after
remembering that idea. Chris Angel can write well. I hope he isn't
offended by his portrayal in this, and I hope I don't get flamed by
too
many people for this twisted fable.
P.S. I'm not like that in real life!
The Novocastrian Samurai:
Bushi, Kenshi,
Bishonen Sailor Senshi
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"Come, muse, let us sing of rats."
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