After a subtle manipulation on social media the acolytes were convinced that I am not the one they were searching for. Henry demanded an apology which he got from them as they departed. Nevertheless he kept an eye on me because there's no way to get smoke without fire. I convinced the others to find Jake. He is a US Marshal. Tanya asked for specifics. I told her to find a desolate area to dupe everyone. Some of my belongings are probably with Jake or wherever I bunked in hiding in preparation. I had my blood drawn and kept it in storage in case of a rainy day situation. Right now it is storming like a bitch. Tanya had people pretend to find a location but here's the thing some of the people who were taken by pirates were federal witnesses. This kidnapping was an elaborate plan to dupe everyone in thinking that there are no survivors. The fake scene was set. One of the geeks in the enterprise went on an expedition and discovered a possible crime scene. The authorities were informed. DD was informed. Henry was eavesdropping and he was livid. He spent the next hour yelling at someone over the phone for not having any sort of evidence. He demanded an apology. I felt partially guilty but kept my mouth shut up. I had to endure his glare for the past seven months.
Being pregnant in this lockdown wasn't easy either. But now that I gave birth to my son Andy things were starting to look good. DD was less stressed. He was happy to have a healthy baby. We made sure that Cheryl didn't feel left out either. I loved her just the same and she knew it too. I had to return the VR headset since it did absolutely nothing to help me. I ended up in the hospital with an IV and also vomited for three days straight. Cheryl was worried sick. I was strapped to my bed and I remember reminding DD that it was itch time. He covertly had his security temporarily smuggled out to find someone. I took my hunting rifle and shot a rapist and made my way back to the car. The rest of the pregnancy was less eventful. I was an in patient for four months before the doctor discharged me. The crew promised not to doubt the length that dad went to make my life miserable.
Few sympathized while others were happy to have a vigilante. I spent my time with my baby but that doesn't mean my husband isn't a priority. I would be waiting by the door with flowers. He would happily take them. We hugged and he would pick our baby. He would sit down to talk to him. It is ridiculously amusing. I would occasionally record the conversation for private viewing at a later time. We would all sit down for dinner. We would help Cheryl with her homework as we try to help our baby sleep. The security would be staring at us. I asked them if they needed a bowl of popcorn and a soda. The response was always a chuckle. As for me I felt that something bad was about to happen. I brushed it off as I tucked myself to sleep. The nagging and feeling of shame as I stare at Henry's face. The betrayal was sometimes too much to think about. But I brush it off I remember the innocent people that I have saved.
I came from my doctor's appointment. I saw that the lights were out. The house was pin drop silent. I felt a wave of fear crash over me as I ran to find my baby. A hand grabbed me from behind and I felt a needle. I fought to get out of his grip but eventually I blacked out. I woke up to see my family was tied up and a group of people were chatting about what was next. I saw my baby by the fireplace. Something snapped and I felt an unusual sensation in my mouth. A hand came and then the other hand. I felt my mouth widen painfully as it ripped from the sides. Blood started pooling in my mouth. As I was gasping for breath a head popped out and then the rest of the torso. It wasn't Zelda. It was Corra. The demon that dad fostered. I locked her up in the deepest parts of mind and threw away the key. Somehow SHE managed to get out. Things are about to get ugly. Zelda can be kind occasionally but Corra has no conscience. SHE lives to kill. My last thoughts before passing out was what will happen to my family.
I got out that labyrinth because my childish persona was at her most vulnerable. I took a step of freedom. A step for fresh air and I was about to take another when a strong arm grabbed me. It was Zelda. She wasn't happy that I was. SHE stabbed me repeatedly and then shoved me into a cage. I am watching what SHE is about to do. Suddenly I felt someone wrap something over my head and drag me underwater. I writhed and I clawed but to no avail. Soon I felt a chain wrap itself around my leg. I heard a splash and shaking chains. Then I felt a sharp tug. I heard cackle, "Bye sis. See you never." I was dragged to distance and started to fall. I felt something in the pit of stomach then I felt the cold water as I plunged into the sea. I fought but all that did was absolutely nothing. I was inhaling cold salt water. As I go deeper the sounds died out but I was hopeful that my jailer will set me free. At that moment I felt a cold, sharp metal on my throat. Someone hissed, "Don't hold your breath dearie. Welcome to the rest of your life."
I watched the cold one take a deep dive before looking for SIS. SHE was on a mental hospital. Strapped to a bed. The doctor was about to electrocuting HER. I happily shot the orderlies between the eyes. The doctor got on his knees and I wrapped my hand around his head. I snapped his head like a chicken. I happily unstrapped HER and we hugged each other as SHE told me about our baby being near a fireplace like the intruders were going to barbecue the baby. I was so pissed. The emotional toll was the combination to HER prison. No matter. I am the new jailer. I won't be so careless. SHE said that SHE was calling me when SHE answered the call. I gave HER a playful head butt. I dropped HER at HER favorite cottage before I stepped out to punish these no good intruders. I opened my eyes to see a 45 calibre an inch from my face. He gave me a smile as I pretended to play compliant. I waited till he moved away before taking out a knife to cut my restraints. Then I happily glided over and whacked one on his head and the other got a headbutt. As he was getting up I picked up the other guy's gun and shot him in head. The baby woke up and started crying so I had to sooth him. I quickly placed the baby on the couch and cut DD loose. He took the baby as a third intruder walked in. DD cut Cheryl loose as I shot him in the head. We calmly walked out of the room towards the safe room. I asked, "Where is security Dan? Did you give them a day off all together?" DD was shaking, "No. What happened I thought you came out but decided that Pam could handle it."
I gave DD a look and promised, "I will tell you later." I closed the door and walked a few paces. As I was walking to teach these fiends a lesson I saw a glimpse of my reflection. It wasn't soft serve. It was Corra. Black eyed, wild raven hair, gaunt face and a heart stopping smile. SHE tapped the glass hoping that it would shatter to let her out. I gave HER the finger as I went to defend my family. SHE popped up on every reflection. SHE watched me as I tased and dragged the last remain one. I happily tied him up and started torturing him. In the corner of my eyes I can see HER cheering me like it was some sort of tournament. I asked him who sent him and he refused to talk but I have been taught many different ways. I pulled off his shoes and rubbed his soles. I pulled out a pair of pliers and started pulling out his toenails. He grit his teeth before letting out a scream of pain. Then I used the taser and zapped him several times. Then I placed a blanket over his face and started pouring water over his face. SHE was jumping with joy. He was about to say something when I heard sirens. I had to sedate him and place him in a secret section of the house. Since I used an IV he stays unconscious for at least six hours. After that things get ugly.
I cleaned the mess and burned the toenails and opened the door. I told officers that one had escaped and he is on the run. I gave them a general direction and let them in to complete their work. SHE was frowning so I opened the door to the safe room to let the others out. I excused myself to use the bathroom so I can tell HER what's going on. I closed my eyes and opened them to see that SHE was in a straight jacket and chained to a padded wall. There were rips here and there. Like maybe a lion or some wildcat raked its nails. I had to admit soft serve has HER moments. SHE didn't like the treatment we were implementing. SHE demanded an explanation. I simply said that we kill with purpose. To ensure that we remain hidden so no one can stop us from killing. SHE was delighted at the idea. SHE had one question. Why is SHE detained? The answer was simple. SHE never goes after a specific target. SHE kills everyone in the room even if they are innocent bystanders. SHE made a sound of indifference and rolled HER eyes. SHE said that we were weak. I reminded HER that HER first day as a killer was also almost HER last. SHE would have been killed in the first day itself. We have been killing for over twenty years. Anyone who knows what we are supporting our cause. This was meet with more questions. SHE wanted to go out and enjoy a life too. SHE wanted to know if we consented to marry. Was it a cover up or an interest. I retorted, "He knows what we do and occasionally he supports us. Right now we have a baby and stress is not on the menu." SHE promised to restrain HERSELF in exchange for letting the select group people live. I said, "We will think about it." SHE asked HER, "Did you really trap me so you can kill discreetly?" SIS nod HER head and Corra laughed with delight. SHE wanted to join the team. I told HER that SHE will be released under a controlled environment for a limited time to ensure we are successful. SHE happily consented. I walked out the asylum with SIS in tow.