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thearena2014-06-09 10:38 am
One half of a whole.
What: Ruffnut's last few hours in the arena are spent in the fairgrounds
Where: The fairgrounds
When: Week 3
Warnings: Horrible death of a teenage masochist.
Ruffnut was starting to feel like she had been awake forever.
Still wearing her silly bucket helmet with a bent pipe and fork as horns she was trudging along without really noticing where she was going.
She had procured a moldy stuffed dragon toy from one of the game booths and was talking to it as she explored in a sluggish and sleepy manner.
"It's just like, all my life I was wondering what it would be like to be an only child. And now that I am it feels weird."
The simple girl let her gaze settle upon a massive hulking structure of wood and steel. It looked like if you built a castle but didn't fill in all the walls so you just had the skeleton. Some cars rested at the bottom and it looked like they were supposed to go up and around the skeleton.
"Not that I miss him or anything." she added stiff and bitter "He'd probably just be getting in my way." Turning to follow the wooden planks she began climbing along the roller coaster out of idle curiosity for what might lay at the top...
...a few minutes later she fell off the coaster landing with a grunt. It seemed in her drugged state of being she was unable to focus for long on her task.
One, Two, Kevin's coming for you....
Something had heard the sound of body meeting ground, and was making its way closer to where the Viking was prone under the coaster. It was steady...the slow clank of metal tap, tap, tapping along.
Kevin was still using the amusement park as a home base of sorts. He remembered where everything was well enough that he could feel his way around without his eyes, using his heavy lead pipe as a makeshift blind cane. As he approached, the clanking gradually became a scraping...and into Ruffnut's view came what was once a man, and then a monster, and now even more of a monster.
He grinned, unnaturally wide and jagged...and forced, making the burns around where his eyes should be peel and dried chunks of black tar flake away from his skin.
"...Hello?" Something wasn't right about his voice. It was high and distorted.
"I can hear you over there, friend...."
Three, four should have stuck with Thor!
A surge of adrenaline burst into her blood stream as she felt her mouth go dry. What WAS this thing?
"WHOA gross!" She barked out sitting up and starring at his injuries transfixed. And those teeth!
"What happened to you!?"
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"Well, a friend did." He nearly spat the word. Something in the back of his neck sparked briefly, a jolt in the dark. He calmed again.
"He sprayed something in my eyes. But that's what friends do here, isn't it?"
He takes another step closer.
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After all pain was one thing...but this was really gross.
"Well I don't have like...any medicine if that's what you're looking for. Or water...or really anything. Sorry. Maybe try over there." she pointed forgetting that he couldn't actually see where she was pointing.
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His voice was a smooth hiss through his teeth. His movements were a little bit sluggish, if Ruffnut was watching closely enough - he had been eating the fruit. But right now, honestly, he was kind of feeling like he could use some protein in his diet that DIDN'T involve one of those weird creatures skulking around.
Kevin stayed facing Ruffnut, taking another step forward.
"Oh, I'm not looking for anything like that. What's your name, friend?" A pause.
"And what color is your hair?"
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"Uh...Ruffnut." she muttered looking around for something to hit him with. Unfortunately the area was picked clean by previous tributes.
"And blond I guess?" She knew blond but what a weird question?
Why do you care?" she added.
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His very bloody hands. He was moving towards her a little quicker now, starting to look...like a predator cornering prey.
"I can't see right now. But I wanted to know what color the friendship bracelet would be.
And I am very pleased to meet you, Ruffnut."
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"OH MY GODS BEHIND YOU!" She shouted having immediately forgotten he couldn't see. She pointed and then turned to run, dashing into the nearest building.
A house of mirrors.
She was thrown off by her reflection appearing in front of her. For a moment she thought it was Tuffnut and she instinctively punched it, causing a spider-web of cracks in the glass and cuts in her knuckles. Blood ran down her fingertips and dripped onto the floor leaving a trail that thankfully Kevin couldn't see.
Deeper into the fun house she went, feeling even more unsettled as the reflections began to stretch and twist into different shapes and sizes. Short and fat, tall and skin, thick in the middle, giant head and feet.
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It was fortunate that Ruffnut's blood could not be seen, that was true.
It was also unfortunate that Kevin could smell it, picking up the trail with a few deep breaths. Furthermore, the confusion that a mirrored maze caused was rather lost on a blind man - his hands helped him feel his way along, with no visual confusion to stop him up.
"Oh, Ruffnut," he called out, his voice sweet singsong. He was catching up, and quick. "Why are you running away? Don't you want me to treat you like a friend?"
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SMASH!
Glass exploded from the mirror she had tackled through and she found herself even deeper into the maze of mirrors surrounded by her own befuddled expression.
"J-just...back off!" She tried to sound strong but the fear was evident in her voice.
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Even in the normal mirrors, the reflection was snarling.
"That's no way to treat a new business partner! We're here to do a JOB, aren't we? And I plan to do very well at mine."
He was picking up speed, picking up her scent.
He gashed his hand open on broken glass, running it along the mirrors and leaving sticky streaks of his own blood in his wake.
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"Get a new job." she called back only half paying attention to the words coming out of her mouth. "Have you ever tried fishing? Or sheep herding?"
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The laugh was wrong. Everything about Kevin was wrong as he closed in towards the Viking, his reflection growing in number around her as he drew closer, closer, dragging the pipe beside him.
"Sorry, but no! But gosh...I would just love to try it someday!"
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-shattered another mirror. the fork twisted from an impact that sent vibrations through her hand and hurt. She yelped and dropped the ruined weapon and she spun around trying to find which reflection of Kevin was not in fact a reflection. Her braids slapped against the sides of her face as she spun faster and faster till she was dizzy and stumbled to a knee.
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"You're right."
The voice was wrong, distorted - but the time to react to it was slight before one of the many monstrous faces in the circle suddenly dove forward, lead pipe swinging blindly straight down - hopefully for a limb.
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Ruffnut's scream echoed through the funhouse as she felt the sharp snap send a bolt of lightning through her.
The arm hung at a funny angle and she stumbled and fell to her knees clutching at the break. Tears streamed down her face mixing with a sheen of panicked sweat.
Flopping ungracefully to her side and rolling onto her bottom she pushed backwards with her feet till she had her back against a mirror and was gazing up in horror at the face of her murderer.
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He licked it off, standing over Ruffnut and slowly drawing nearer.
The mirrors echoed him, a whole horde of blind monsters closing in.
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To be a Viking on Berk you had to endure the harshest of weather not to mention near constant attacks from dragons.
She had risked her life time and time again, just for fun in some situations.
But she had never felt fear the way she felt fear right now.
All around her a sightless monster loomed while her distorted reflections reminded her that she was going to die alone without her twin.
One reflection even looked like him and in her panic she reached out for her brother with eyes wide.
"Help me." She whispered as terror seemed to wrap it's fingers around her throat and crush her voice.
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Something in him was needled by her plea. Something long buried, long controlled. There was a bright shock at the back of his neck, and the feeling was gone as fast as it arrived.
When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and distorted.
"I plan to."
He descended upon her, foregoing the pipe in favor of locking his teeth on the first body part he found.
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But it actually came off more like pressure, like a pinch as the teeth sank into her flesh. There was a moment of sharp stinging as his teeth hit her collarbone.
She felt the liquid running down her shoulder and soaking into her shirt. It wasn't hot or cold but just...there.
The pain made her scream though, even as her mind was running a mile a minute and the world seemed to slow down she was screaming. She was screaming before she even realized she was screaming. Her screams faded into focus in her ringing ears and she found her high pitched cries of pain and terror deafening as they bounced from mirror to mirror.
He must have hit something with those teeth because she felt another sharp pinch and like someone had squeezed a fruit, there was a splash of juice onto the reflection she had been begging for help.
No...no not juice. It was too thick it was blood? Who's blood? Her mind was floundering now as she saw the monster attacking her reflection! She had to do something! Had to save her reflection! She tried to swing her fist but it was pinned under something heavy. When she turned to look she realized it was pinned under the monster man. He was ontop of her! Were there two of them?
Her chest felt heavy and wet and she realized the front of her body was already soaked in the blood from his first bite. It was somehow shiny in the darkness.
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He didn't speak - he merely snarled, moving in for a second bite, snapping down harder and deeper than the first one.
He was hungry.
His neck burned.