post 19: i hate this fucking city.... and barbwire dildos.

Dear Diary,



Today was spent for the most part chilling with my dearest Tora, she’s taken to being a guardian quite well, she makes a comment about catnip making felines want to take it in the arse… wellllll ill have to try that out!


Anyway near the evening we meet Blueray by the weapons, im still in a bad mood really from Monday and I just get madder and madder as she hammers on and on, about the FUN the shadows like to have… I decide to just leave and goto the psyc ward in the hospital and sit in one of the padded rooms, these places are funny for me, they hold such fucking bad memories, yet they are the most silent and let you gather your throughts so well, I start to rock on the edge of my own insanity

I fucking hate this city…
I fucking hate this city…
I fucking hate this city…
I fucking hate this city…
I fucking hate this city…
I fucking hate this city…
I fucking hate this city…
I fucking hate this city…
I fucking hate this city…




I repeat over and over its like a fucking mantra to me, then I hear her, she’s found me, Blueray, again with her A…fucking…gain I think to myself, why wont she leave me alone, she talks through the grate to me, and if im being honest I was expecting her to lock me in and walk but she says shes suffered too, I motion her in and tell her to sit, and she does. I’ve seen the spring in her step and a glint in her eye, ever since she returned home, she seems truly happy for being back in the house.


She tells me of her family, her twin brother and her life before tox, I offer her a chocolate bar I was saving for Calleigh in case she was hungry again, she looks shocked when I do this but eats it any way.


Diary there is a moment in battle, where the monsters your fighting for a brief moment become human, The Nazis and the Allies playing football on Xmas day shit like that, this moment when she was telling me of her past I saw a different Miss Darkes, Shes been fucked by this city …. HARD…. The stuff that has happened to her, the darkness that has tainted her, you want the truth diary, I like blueray, not in a eww lets catch a movie and make out kind of way, I think like is the wrong word actually, I respect? Blueray, I Understand? Blueray. I really don’t know.


She loves her family, and for good reason, they have saved her over and over and over, of course she loves them….and ive found the word… I RESPECT that.



**Martko walks home and walks into the apartment, pesti is zonked out on the sofa, he shakes his head and puts his coat over her to make sure shes not cold. He smiles … as he goes into his room and closes the door, his head hits the pillow and out he goes, the scene shifts to a purple hazey vision, Martko is seen walking up the stairs of the pit, slowly each foot fall resonating around like a hammer on a bell, he gets to the top and a dark cloaked figure is standing there. The Figure begins “ Swoooordss.. such a pleasure…what brings you here ?” Martko looks up “you know what ive come for Demon… Let me pass, im taking her back …” he goes to move past the figure but is stopped by it, and pushed off the steps.

 martko impacts the concrete below as the dark figure leaps through the air landing on top of him, its hood flops back to reveal bluerays face, mart struggles underneath her as she raises a hand and jams it into his gut she leans down as a black ichor starts to run over his body engulfing him, as the blackness moves into his mouth the last thing Martko hears is .. “Embrace the darkness” blue pulls her hand out of him and licks his blood off her hand .
Martko Bolts up right in bed.. “holy fuck shit…” his face and body covered in sweat.. he falls back looking at his door, he puts both hands over his eyes… and just lies there not wanting to sleep again ..

Post 9: Diner blues. (Dream)

**Martko walks into his apartment, takes off his clothes and crawls into his bed, he falls asleep almost instantly. The Scene shifts into black and white tones, a diner is seen, the scene is a standard American diner, Martko walks in a suit and hat and orders his standard, pancakes and syrup and sits down.

Then the sound ‘thud… thud….thud…. thud…’ Slowly the thuds came at first then started to build. The Scene starts to stutter, colour then black and white, the colour is present day tox Martko swaps from a pristine suit, to his dirty toxian clothes. The thuds grow louder and louder, darkness begins to surround the diner. Mart rises from his diner table, the present day coloured scene more prominent now as he walks to the door, there’s a dingaling of the bell it slices through the thuds like a banshee, the relentless thudding builds to a crescendo, then stops.

Martko balls his fists looking at the darkness then back at the patrons in the diner, all of them sitting or cowering from the black. Martko roars and leaps into the darkness, the roar is cut short, a deathly silence falls on the scene, the kind of silence that only happens when something has gone wrong, when something bad has happened. A figure bursts out of the darkness, mart is seen fighting something, a broiling black figure, mart tries to break away, but hands burst out and start grabbing as the Lycan is pulled back… with a roar. Mart Screams and sits up in his bed his heart racing his body covered in sweat… “ARGHH…Fuck …FUCK! FUCCCCKK!!” Mart gets up out of bed, shattered and falls slowly to his knees then slumps to the floor.