Thread: Mass Attraction (Javorcek x ClearSight)

Jack could have dealt with the majority of Mirandas insults all day. After all, the Cerberus Cheerleader was just a bitch. It was a huge consolation to know that she herself was more complex than Miranda who was just a cold-hearted shrew. So the younger biotic took everything that the older woman said with a grain of salt even found humor in some of it. How on earth could Miranda possibly compare their two situations? Yeah, poor Miranda her rich daddy wanted a daughter and so created a magnificent specimen to throw money, schooling and all his time and energy at. That was exactly- like being kidnapped from your mother, put in a solitary room, forced to kill other children, and then be tortured as horrific experiments were carried out on you. I was laughable that Miranda was comparing their situations in an attempt to belittle all of Jacks struggles. But what Jack couldnt take at all was being referred to as an experiment in a lab. Subject Zero If there was ever a trigger for her, that name was it. It reminded her of her tiny cell on Pragia, of doctors that werent really doctors at all, but who were more like masters of torture. It was demeaning. It took away her -real- name, her identity Truth be told, she didnt even know what her given name was whatever name her parents had given to her had been long forgotten. Jacqueline Nought was just a pseudonym she had given herself in an attempt to sever all ties with her former life. But Miranda had managed to dredge up all those old memories from her past and really- piss Jack off. YOURE WELCOME?!?!?! Jack roared in disbelief at Mirandas outlandish statement. Her voice was high, contorted with every ounce of pain that she tried so hard to hide. Emotions get you killed. They make you reckless. They make you do stupid things and impair your judgment. And somewhere, in the back of her mind, she was very aware that this was a bad idea, that Shepard would space her send her right out the airlock and let the vacuum of space crush her body. But she was so furious that she didnt careif she died, so what? Miranda was right, she probably shouldve died so many times over. But for whatever reason, her body and her will just wouldnt give upno matter how many times her mind craved the silence of death. So maybe this was it for her. Maybe she would just do something stupid and someone bigger and stronger like Shepard would take care of killing her as punishment for squeezing the life out of Miranda. You think I fucking enjoy this?! The young biotic threw a massive Shockwave straight at Miranda, one that was so powerful and so strong that it even surprised her. You think I want this?! You think I like- killing? Maybe there are some things that cant be taken away, no matter how much people try to beat them out of you. Sometimes she wondered what it would be like if she had never been separated from her mother. Maybe she would have grown up to be just another peaceful farmer on Eden Prime. Maybe she would have gone to Grissom Academy and joined the Alliance just like all the other biotic kids. But instead she had been granted this gift from Cerberus. This wonderful fucking present that came with years of horrible memories, sleepless nights, and an inexplicable urge to squeeze the life from stupid bitches that ran their mouths like Miranda. I would trade everything- to be normal. Jack snarled as she lurched forward to tackle Miranda to the ground, baring her teeth like a feral animal as she growled and pinned the older biotic to the floor. She meant it shed trade everything, all this biotic power, all these bad memories, all this bullshitif it just meant that she could be four years old again, and just go home with her mom after the visit from the doctors instead of getting kidnapped, drugged, and forced to endure Cerberus experiments for over a decade. And speaking of those fucking experiments GYAAAAHHHHHH! Sometimes she loved- that fuzzy feeling that stroked the base of her mind with the promise of an amazing high. She reveled in the sensation that was so incredible that it almost made the burden of the guilt that came with killing bearable. But right nowshe didnt want that. She didnt want this feeling of warmth that washed over her and was mutated, morphed into something else as her naked body pressed so firmly into Mirandas.