Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Failure + Message

I believe I'm beginning to see why Father wants this child dead.

Today I went in for the kill.  My arm has finally completely healed, you see, 36's blasted wounds nothing but a memory, and I decided it would be the perfect time to begin tearing through assignments to show Father that despite my difficulties against 36, I was still a worthwhile pawn to play with.  So yes, Ahab, I do realize I am nothing but a toy for Father to play with for a while until He finds something better; perhaps your time would be better spent hunting a White Whale instead of attempting to taunt a Whitecrow?

She was all alone on the playground, waiting for her mother to pick her up after she'd met some of her little friends.  Mask on, knife out, I slowly approached her in full view, having already Stopped her in her tracks.  The red flags began to rise slowly in my mind as I saw she wasn't afraid, but merely staring back at me quizzically, as if trying to figure out what I thought I was doing.  I thought it hadn't occurred to her to run yet, so she hadn't realized she was paralyzed.

The moment I was within an arms reach of her, the fight went out of me.  I have no way of explaining it, but I simply didn't feel like killing her anymore.  I didn't feel like doing anything other than crouching down in front of her, for that matter.  I knew that I had to kill her.  I knew that I shouldn't have been sitting there, idly playing with one of her dolls, and yet I had an overwhelming urge to do so.  She had her own, and we sat there with the poor examples of the female figure for what felt like forever.

"You can't kill me, you know."

It was said matter-of-factly, not tauntingly.  She didn't even look up from her doll; she just kept messing with the velcro on the back of the miniature dress, trying to make it stick.  Finally, she made a little growling noise and threw it at me.  To my astonishment, I caught it and fixed it for her, pulling some stray red thread out of the hooks to free them up.  Why was this happening?  It wasn't as if she were controlling my body, but my feelings.  I felt as though I wanted to help her.  Like I wanted to play with her.

"I'm Her favorite," she continued, "and thanks to you and your daddy, she has a Knight to save me."

With that said, she saw her mom waiting for her in her van and picked up her dolls.  As far as I know, I was unseen by anyone but the little girl.  While we were playing with the dolls, a few other children had shown up to play on the equipment a few yards away from us.  I will be the first to admit that I am a very suspicious-looking person, and if I had been visible to any of the parents present, they would've undoubtedly been on me in moments.  As things were, I was left alone as my Target walked away, only pausing to turn around, look me in the eye, and say:

"And that mask looks stupid."

I still haven't the slightest clue what happened to me.  Clearly, something is protecting her, something that can directly affect the emotions and desires of others in close proximity to her (as soon as she'd stepped out of arm's reach, I was able to move again) to the point of bringing them directly under control.  Thoughts, however, cannot be altered, or at least were not in my case.  My Target spoke of a 'Her' and seemed to imply her protector was on the same level as Father; possibly another Fear.  However, I do not know of any Fears that specialize in emotion/desire control, though to be fair I only pay attention to Father.

What weighs heaviest on me is her mention of a 'knight' that is going to save her, apparently because of myself and Father.  Because of what I'm dealing with here, I will need to be more careful.  I cannot deal with something this without Father's direct intervention, a courtesy He has never offered.  Therefore, my only course of action is to exterminate possible 'knights' before they become a problem for me.  I do not want a difficult assignment made harder by a bodyguard.

It would make the most sense if the 'knight' were an associate or loved one of someone I've killed.  I can safely rule out the lives taken outside of my assignments, due to the inclusion of Father's name in the girl's gloating.  I am left with only one possible route.

Anyone involved with my prior 36 targets must be eliminated.

16 comments:

  1. So yes, Ahab, I do realize I am nothing but a toy for Father to play with for a while until He finds something better; perhaps your time would be better spent hunting a White Whale instead of attempting to taunt a Whitecrow?
    But it relieves boredom. Can I not choose to do both?

    Also: you say now that you will go willingly, but only the suicidal submit willingly to death. I believe when it is your time, your tune will change, as most do.

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    1. And what do you know of me? Nothing but what I have posted here. I am devoted to Father. His Will is my will. I do not fear death.

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    2. Even those who don't fear death, don't wish to die.

      What do I know of you? Nothing. Nothing except you are the kind of person who counts his victims. That indicates somehow that you are proud of how many lives you have taken. Or else why count?

      And if you are proud of your kills, you are proud of your life. And if you are proud of your life, you do not wish it to end. To, when the time comes for your "Master" to end your life, I suspect that you will run.

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    3. You're over-thinking things.

      Yes, I am proud of my abilities. I am proud of the life I have lived. But I am only proud of it because it has served Father well. And if my death would serve Him, then I will gladly die.

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    4. And you are quite sure?

      I applaud your resolution. But still I doubt.

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    5. You may doubt all you wish. That does not alter the truth.

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  2. Now, I can't tell if that includes me through Moral. I'd clarify that right quick, if I were you.

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    1. I do not wish to offend you, but I cannot see you becoming a knight, especially if it comes to interfering with an assignment again. You needn't worry.

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    2. Hahaha. Looks like you do have sense in that birdy brain of yours.

      I was worried I was going to have to deal with another tangent vendetta.

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    3. I am not one for vendettas.

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  3. A tempting prospect now that you mention it... but I haven't gotten any offers lately from higher powers, so... meh.

    Not sure how you're drawing connections here though... I mean, everyone close to your past 36 victims? That sounds like an awful lot of people to track and eliminate. Maybe you should narrow that down a bit?

    And for the grand highlight, I don't know any fears that specifically affect emotions like that either. Some of the other factors rang bells, but I couldn't be sure. Your best indicator is "She" as I know only 2-3 Fears typically referred to by female pronouns. Only one of which really seems to fit the hints provided and... heh... in the event you've found yourself with a doll problem? Just ask your master for a quick death and get it over with. Otherwise... maybe you're dealing with something new? Won't that be fun?

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    1. Who better to be a champion against Father than a loved one of one of His victims?

      And as for narrowing it down, I have done so considerably. The parents of Target 13, for example, didn't much care for her. Target 28 had already lost his family to Father. Target 1's parents were killed in an unrelated car accident. 3's family was killed in a housefire I inadvertently started. Similar circumstances to those above apply for Targets 2, 7, 9, 10, 15, 21, 26, and 32.

      Even assuming each Target had two parents and one sibling as potential 'knights,' that would be 36 people I no longer have to worry about. Of the remaining twenty-four targets, not all have both parents or a sibling. I am still looking at a great number of people, of course, but I'm not daunted.

      In fact, I'm rather eager to start this little 'purge.'

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  4. What dolls did you get to use then?

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    1. Run along now, child. Your presence here serves no purpose.

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  5. ...You can't possibly tell me that's your genius plan...

    Y'know what? Fine for me. The longer you take to kill the little girl, the better.

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    1. I do not believe I stated anywhere it was a genius plan. If anything, it was more work for me. But as all went according to plan, there shouldn't be any obstacles to get in my way later.

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