Prince ⦽f Madness

Chapter_10://First_Law

It’s moments such as these that my body just begs me to spark it, I was emotionally unstable and I was reaching a breaking point. I sneered at them, “do you really think I will just tell you?” I snapped at her. “Josiah, I bet every single soul on this facility that monster is a parasite,” Ice said. “He isn't a parasite…!” I called out. Elyan is many things, but that isn't and will never be a trait.

“Yes he is, Josiah! You are so far up its fat ass you can't even see it!!” Ice screamed at me. “The choice of taking care of him is mine and mine alone! It is my problem!” I squawk back.

“Josiah! How much you want to bet that monster won't come to save you?!” Ice shrieked at me. I wondered, what if he didn’t? He was afraid of this hell but would be ever leave me behind?

“He doesn’t have to, I am not a helpless bitch with disposable pawns!” I won’t deny it that I have doubted he ever loved me, and in that moment I thought about certain things he did that made sense then. But even if she were right I wanted to die ignorant.

“Josiah! Open your eyes! It is using you! That beast is manipulating you!” That is true, he manipulates me to get what he wants, it’s my fault I let him. “That I will admit he does, but that son of a bitch loves me and I love him!” Then it hit me.

“You fucking blabbed on me!”

“I did! I did it for your safety! Josiah, please! You are not well!”

“Fuck you, you cunt! You did it for your own fucking sake! Selfish, entitled, and above all, a shallow thief! Fuck you!”

“Josiah! It eats people!” She held out a recording for me to see. Elyan is pretty creepy when he is silent but he is fucking scary when he is angry. I never seen him scowl so when he growled in this video it really freaked me out.

Someone touched Elyan’s neck, and I saw red.

No, literally…

I stood there wide eyed as my boyfriend threw his head back and revealed his ghastly mouth on his neck and ate the person whole. I took a step back at the initial shock.

The tar around his neck burned and dissolved the skin and deteriorated the bone for the teeth in his throat could crunch without issue. Elyan slowly lowered his head and stared at his hands coated in blood and tar. He didn't know where to crawl and hide.

My boyfriend is fucking terrifying. Elyan reminds me of a fucking angler fish; he looks pretty and alluring and once he has you cornered he will eat you. To be honest that was pretty awesome. I remembered how much he fussed over the scar in his jaw, and how uneasy he was when I asked him about his unique trait. I bet he was scared of his ability too. But I guess I understand where the inspiration for hunters came from. “Do you really think this monster won’t do this to you!?” she asked me. While I did wondered if he would have but he never showed me signs of him wanting to eat me that way.

“Let it go, Ice.” the sergeant said. “Josiah may have fallen for his tricks, but it doesn’t mean we can’t exploit Josiah for our gain,” he added with a soft grin. Ice didn’t look too happy when the Sargent gave her an indirect order. I didn’t like it either. Ice approached me with devil's dog collar and I bitch slapped her. I then side swept her tumbling her to the ground and strapped the collar on her. I wasn't going down without a fight and I wasn't planning on letting her anywhere near me. I ran and took the stairs, you know shit hits the fan when you take the elevator.

My mind raced with many things, the important one being the layout of the maze of a facility I was carelessly running around in. You know what really sucked? Elyan could have bust me out IF he could hear what was happening inside this hell hole. But I wasn’t going to risk him either that's what they would want. I don’t understand why they needed him since they had so much to work with. He was a toddler when they took him, Elyan is now an adult, they had more than fifteen years worth of research.

But just as I was halfway through the fucking facility, I got shot straight in my spine. My body immediately tingled with heat and cooled down. I ceased moving once I fell forward to the floor. I never passed out, I was completely immobile, and I was supposed to not feel anything. My nightmares were becoming a shit reality the moment I felt someone put the collar around my neck. “Don't pick fights you cannot win, Josiah.” I was turned over by Darrell. “One of his disks ruptured,” he said. “I doubt he will speak.” I couldn’t, I just whined and growled like a fucking dog. “Hm, we don't need him to speak, get him inside a stasis chamber.”

“Sir, he is the only one who can locate Subject Zero,” Ice interjected.

“While that is true, I want to see how much this subject really ‘loves’ Josiah. In the meantime let's see how well does this little soldier last under extreme hunter pressure.”

“S-sir, we can’t do that. What if he dies?” Ice asked.

“Then we feed it to my kin.”

“W-wait! Sir! We can’t just--” Ice suddenly shouted out of line, again.

“Is that insubordination?”

“I strongly advise we save Josiah, we can reprogram him! We can fix him up--” I was kind of hoping her pleas were heeded but of course since it’s me we are talking about. “It’s either you, or Josiah, Lieutenant Rosette.” That was a heavy threat he told her. She stayed silent but her tension was felt in the hallway. “You are a true hypocrite, Lieutenant Rosette, at least the parasite kept his word,” that hurt her in the pride, I’m just sorry I wasn’t the one who said it.

I was dragged into a white chamber in the deepest part of Prism. Then they strapped me on a chair and forced me to listen to static while blindfolded. I know I was alone for probably two minutes but I was so stressed and scared it felt as if the hours melted into years.

Someone put an intravenous therapy in my arm, I don't know who, but I am pretty sure it was Darrell. Who else would help Ice and the fucking Sadist? It fucking burned and hurt like a bitch because it was replacing my fucking blood. "As expected, you have a high tolerance against liquid silver," Cyanide said. "Is it really necessary if you rot him from inside out?" Ice asked nervously. I was shivering and bleeding through my nose. It is one of many side effects of long exposure to liquid silver. They mimic the symptoms of aggressive radiation treatments for cancer; nausea, migraine, bone deterioration, damage to the nervous and immune system and death. I clenched my jaw so hard I cracked a canine. "I want to see how far I can push him."

They freed one of my arms and a pair of small hands gently held mine. "Eat, Marcello." My fingers were inside a wet and warm cavity, I screamed like the little bitch I was when the cunt bit into my fingers and chewed off the knuckle. "Motherfucker!! Son of a bitch!" I screamed and threw up at the same time. "Pathetic," I growled and spat some of my stomach acid towards the sound of the voice. I heard a slight gasp. ".... Eat, Marcello." I find these people stupid, they are literally exposing themselves to mercury. They are not taking any measurements of security because of how clear their voices sound. They could be wearing a full plastic bag as we call it to protect themselves but they are just as fucked as me no matter how much you are 'immune' to it.

The bastard took another chunk of my hand, my lungs and my throat ached so much. My screams sounded so broken and pathetic I cringe every time I remember how much of a pussy I was. “He really has endurance, Sargent Cyanide,” Ice stated the obvious. The Sargent ripped off my blindfold and couldn’t see people I saw a swirl of shapes and colors. Cyanide grabbed a chunk of my hair before he sneered. “Farnsworth is really something else, isn't he?”

“B-bite me…” I strained to say, it took me a mother-fucking long time to push my body to just breathe so to spit in his face figuratively and literally meant a lot. He punched me and I screamed. He kept punching me and I kept screaming louder. “S-sir!” Ice shouted but the Sergent just kept slapping me around. I got to the point I couldn’t scream anymore because of how bad my nausea was. I just blacked in and out hoping I would die. I could also hear distant crows and voices from far away in the beyond.

The Sargent finally fucking stopped, but he leaned in very close and said, “we have such high hopes for you, Josiah. You have a strong core and it will never let your soul leave. Your vessel is better than anything we expected. Wait till you see what I have planned for you...” I found this all ironic. I was nothing, I was not even valued as food in the beginning, till Elyan gifted me a piece of him. This entire fucking plan they had for me was pathetic and laughable. Retarded even. They were never after Elyan, they were always after me. They never bothered to look into my home, for fucks sakes everyone knew. The moment they decided to strike me was when I decided to escape at the very last second and I wasn’t smart about it. They were testing me.

I giggled. I fucking giggled. It hurt to giggle, but I did it, anyway. Now it sort of made sense why people just kept pushing me at my limit, more like, pissed me off more than they should.

“O-over… mm-mah.” Finally I blacked out and the voices and crows were louder as if it all were inside my head.

I woke up surrounded by empty black space. I turned to find… something. It was cold and lonely. I do not know where I walked towards to, but I saw mermaids at the distance, One of them was so big I swore she could spin around the world. She sang sadly with the many small ones orbiting her massive soul.

I was mind blown I could walk along the black sky and feel the firmness of the ‘ground’.

I reached a library and there was that creepy monster writing in a book, he wasn't alone, a very weird pale mermaid dragon girl was with him. She yelped and slithered her way towards me shedding tears along with her sweet daughters who also mourned over me. Like Elyan told me, she spoke like if in a musical, and in a language only god could understand. She tried to grab my hands, my face and my chest. I was weirded out by it but I forgot he mentioned she was blind.

“Andromeda, he doesn't like to be touched! Personal space!” The monster said worried. Andromeda pulled her hands away quickly.

“No! It's okay. I don't mind it. She was trying to see me. I can't deny that from her.” Andromeda slapped her hands on my face and pulled on my cheeks chirping happily. “My wife is thrilled to meet you,” the monster said with a sad smile.

“Is she…? Why?” I asked as I picked up one of the mermaids.

“We all are, Josiah. We always wanted to meet you face to face, just… not like this!” he suddenly said laughing. “We thought you would hurt him, which is why we kept a close eye on you, but you are so patient and loving we were overjoyed to see him speak so well of you...”

“Is Elyan okay?” I asked, I was very worried about him. “He is probably pissed, huh?”

“He is… he doesn’t know, I haven’t told him yet” he said. “He is waiting at the bus stop as we speak.”

“So, he is not even aware of what happened…?” I was confused but at the same time I was… relieved? I guess the fact he was waiting for me still it made me happy.

“E-erhm… N-no…” He looked conflicted, both he and Andromeda exchanged worried looks. “.... Good. Send me the fuck back,” I commanded.

“J-Josiah, while I do want to help I can’t--”

“Either you send me back to my fucking body, or I will personally find a way back!” Crow laughed maniacally. “Just the type of spunk I like from bright souls! Come with me, Josiah!” he shouted excitedly and spun on the spot creating a new space with the surrounding particles. Andromeda, and her daughters looked around themselves as the entire space became an open smith shop.

Crow dipped many metals and gems into an oven. I watched him craft, what I assumed was a weapon, it didn't even take him long enough till he finally completed a blue and black hammer. “I call this masterpiece: First Law!” He lifted it and swung it with both his hands, we had to take a step back to avoid him from hitting us. It was a very weird hammer, the handle was made of glass like a tube filled with liquid and it had flakes of gems inside. There were sections where it had a solid grip with leather and metal so it wasn’t impractical if I start to sweat. There was a joint where the hammer was, it moved and it helped you swing because of the gravity pushing and pulling the hammer down. It was a flat rectangle made of sapphires and framed with black titanium. A hammer to go with my pent up rage is a nifty idea.

“Elyan is a strong child, but he alone can’t handle this fight. You, knowing what is at stake and you willingly jumped in to protect him. I will continue to aid you, all of us will.”

“That is fine and dandy and all, but answer me this,” I know Elyan is going to slap me but I need to know. “If you have such power to make me a weapon like this, then how are you not fighting along with us?” Andromeda looked away in deep thought. Crow stared at me trying to find an answer. “Because I must continue to wait for souls, just like yourself who need to be guided back.” That wasn't vague at all. “I am sorry we cannot aid you better but we will serve you any way possible!” he said with a wild grin.

“Please, protect my brother, Josiah…” I turned to Andromeda who smiled brightly after her song. “I swore I would take care of him, that won’t change,” I said to her. “I am no god but I am not human either, I will manage.”

“Josiah, I must warn you.” I turned back to Crow. “Your body is in terrible shape. You won’t be able to fight back.” That was indeed true, but I had gotten out of any situation, this will be easy to walk out of. I smile warmly before I spoke, “... watch me.”

My eyes snapped open. I looked around as I slowly realized I was in a fucking pod for god knows how long. I saw Ice looking back at me from the other side of the glass. That smile that said she finally saved me. The entire room was at a disarray, the emergency black light blinked on and off and I could hear the staff fighting in the background. I looked down at my pale hands and then at the small reflection in the glass. My eyes lost their dark color and are now a faded silver. The pod analytical screen projected with many errors along with a familiar text.

-->//:Greetings: Hello, again.

-->//:Statement: I will aid you one final time.

-->//:Command: Do us all a favor, go ham.

-->//:Farewell: See you on the other side.

Blood and tar was going through my IV, I felt sick but evidently I felt better. Way better. Looked up at Ice, who pressed her hands against the glass with a hopeful gleam. I wanted to break her face. I wanted to erase it. My back was aching so bad I reached my arms to scratch and yank at it till I gripped something very heavy. I grinned and swing the hammer to break the glass and smashed her face in. Her teeth made a sickening crack and shlick. I took a step out of the chamber and it drew me to a heavenly sound. Ice gurgling on her teeth and blood. I brought up the heavy ass hammer and dropped it down on fucking face, over, and over, and over, and over, till her face was nothing but neon glitter soup on the cracked and dented metal floor.

“My turn…” I chuckled. I raised the fucking thing over my weak shoulders and basically threw it at the first person I saw, Darrell breaking his knee with a sweet smash. I approached him and made him into a sweet pile of mush and blood.

People were not that anymore, to my eyes they were all an assigned color, and it felt too satisfying to watch my hammer drop on every single one, the colors just explode and bounce off the walls almost matching a sweet chime and glimmer like fluorescent paint. My adrenaline was pumping like if I was jacked up on MDMA, or cocaine, or like that strange music Elyan listened to on the radio.

I was so happy and angry at the same time I laughed maniacally with every swing of my judgement. Every single staff member, patient, innocent was a target till I reached the surface with sunlight. I felt exhilarated, amused, overjoyed, free. Watching the static on the screens with the holographic error pages with the text UNKNOWN over them, the electricity dancing over broken tech surfaces, and the lifeless pancakes on the ground. One pod caught fire after I smashed it, many things did after I slammed them so hard the heat of impact was flammable enough to ignited into a more acceptable scene of hell.

For every time Elayn shed a tear I broke more equipment. Every time, I remember how sick he was and how badly he hurt over my actions I smashed a wall or a person. For every giggle of despair he muttered to himself I threw my hammer into the air breaking any single camera watching my chaotic mess. I dedicated every single slam to Elyan. I guess you can say the proverbial rubber band in my mind finally snapped.

As my rage subsided, I was more aware of what I needed to do, which was escape. So I ignored the hunters escaping, the employees screaming and fighting off the hunters.

Now what stood in my way, was the red head hunter with wide purple eyes, eating away at the body of his master and father. What a way to die, huh? I have to say, I wanted to kill him myself, but it was a spiritual ending, don’t you think so?

I was morally tensed at what I needed do. While they forced him into this, he technically didn’t have the fault, but I knew he will never grow up to be happy with all he is. So, I smashed him to death with the hammer. His colors were different, he didn’t have any. That body was just a hollow shell, it was the next shell if they ever caught Elyan.

I walked out calmly and exhausted, dragging the hammer along. I placed it back onto my back and my skin slowly absorbed it. I somehow felt a better stability. Funny, I broke my spine, and I got a hammer to replace it…

You got this far… Don’t ask questions. I stopped asking them at some point, too.

I was now covered in filth all the way to the bus stop where Elyan waited for me. He was still there, with several suitcases underneath the seat. I checked the clock, and it was after eleven and he was listening to music as he slept. He had absolutely no idea I was in deep shit but he was waiting for me still. Stupid asshole.

I approached him to caress his soft face. He looked peaceful and happy. My lips tugged slightly into a small grin. I leaned in gently pressing my lips onto his. His eyes flutter open into panic then into shock. He broke the kiss, “Josiah! W-where have you been--” his eyes darted at my sullied skin and transparent robes telling him a gruesome tale of gore and insanity. “Josiah! My love!” he cupped my face between his shaky hands. “What on the devil happened to you!?” This was a literal reversal scene, I cracked a tiny smile and chuckled. “I fought to survive…” I answered. I leaned in for another needed and heated kiss before speaking. “Let’s go home…”

“M-my love, where?” As he sat there in a confused and heated daze the final bus of the night arrived and opened the door for us. I stood up and grabbed some of our bags and waited for Elyan to follow me inside the bus. The driver was mildly freaked out over my bloody attire but he forgot about it once I over payed. We walked back to take the most comfortable seats of the vehicle.

“Josiah..?” Elyan whispered to me as the bus took off. “I-I…”

“Andromeda is really beautiful…” I interrupted him. His eyes widened with tears threatening to spill. I nuzzled underneath his jaw, literally where his second mouth would be. “But Your quirks are what I find endearing about you…” I traced my lips over his scar pressing light kisses. “J-Josiah…!” He was flustered over my advances. “I won’t lie… I died a while ago and I am fucking tired… Wake me up in the next bus stop…” I said before shutting my eyes. Elyan held me close and nodded, “O-of course, my prince…”

“Elyan…” I called to him before I drifted. “Yes, Josiah…?”

“I love you, even if you eat people…” He tensed up and his body shook lightly before he pressed his face into my hair and muffled, “I love you, too, Josiah.” He giggled softly and I could feel his tears soaking the back of my head. He must have felt so guilty for what he said and didn’t do, I understand him better than anyone since I was in shoes once.

This isn't the last we will see of Prism. Prism has sub bases all over the world and out in the Sun’s orbit, but I was ready for them, we both were. Then my eyes widen up realizing I was a walking hazard. “Elyan…”

“Yes…?” he answered with an innocent smile.

“Are you by any chance weak to liquid silver…?” I asked.

“My mother used to bathe in it, why do you ask…?” I took that as a no. “... Never mind.”