Sacrifice

"Sacrifice" is the 36th episode of Wiksteria Lane, as well as its third season's finale.
==Summary==
Something horribly tragic has happened, and in the wake of such a game-changing event, the world of wikia will forever be rocked. Gleekobsessed reaches out to Staff, but isn't met with a warm response, and Lynettefan2626 decides to go forward with his plans for revenge, expecting his enemies to soon be striking back over what he's done. Meanwhile, the family of the beloved Cat5sparkles mourns the loss of their kitten, with everyone responding to the passing differently, but it isn't long before someone else joins those big communities in Heaven...
==Plot==
Renaboss, Lady Junky and Jdg98 come home, after having performed the latest in a line of preparations before moving out of Wiksteria Lane. Lady calls out for Cat, having brought her a chocolate.
There is no response, but no one even bats an eye. The young girl always has her headphones or earphones on as it is. Lady puts grocery bags on the kitchen table and the phone rings.
Mary comes into the bottom floor, and Rena asks her where Cat is. She just shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly. As she does this, Lady's body freezes, and the domestic phone slips from her hand down to the floor.
Villain fan's bloody hand puts his phone down on its rest. Behind the stern-looking man lies the lifeless body of his eight-year-old child.
Lady Junky's whole body starts to shake. Her lips tremble and the tears start to pour from her eyes. She brings her hands up to her mouth and sobs hysterically, catching everyone's attention. Rena rushes over to her, asking what is wrong, and she almost collapses in his arms, her back turned to him, but he catches her. She is slightly revived, and he squeezes her against him, trying to comfort her, as her whole body starts to shake uncontrollably, as though she is having a seizure. "I can't I can't I I je n'arrive plus à respirer!!" She gasps for air, as he tries to get a hold of her.
"I don't understand what you're telling me," she says, ever so innocently. DoctorStrange, the dearly - but not by all - departed founder of Wiksteria Lane, stares into the girl's blue eyes, with a hint of a smile, so as to not frighten her. Cat5sparkles, suddenly wearing white, is a bit shaken, nevertheless. "Do you remember what happened?" he asks her. "Yes..." she nods, "He... Lynettefan... the President, he, he came into our home, and he took me to my dad's and... he was mad." "He always is, princess. It's okay. What happened is not your fault." "I don't know... what happened." "You're a bright young girl," he says, "You know the way of the world. You know there are bad people in it. You saw it first hand. More than once." She lets the reality of what has happened sink in. "I'm dead. That's what you're here to tell me, isn't it? I am dead." His smile disappears as he nods affirmatively. A tear falls from her right eye. "Why are you here to tell me this?" she asks him, "I never met you, sir... I only saw you in pictures." "Because you're from there..." he promptly tells her, "Wiksteria Lane. It's just... something I do. Whenever someone comes to this place, having come from there... I feel the need to be the one to welcome them." "Why?" she asks him. He looks remorseful, and says, "To apologize... I am so... so sorry..." They stare at each other silently, as he crouches down before her to be at her approximate height. She then puts her tiny hand over his own, and tells him it's not his fault. "I know," he says, "But somehow it always feels like it." She gives him a reassuring smile, and for a moment there their roles are switched. She then asks him, "Does this mean I'm never going to see my dad again? My sisters, or Rena, or Rocky? Or, at least not for a long time?" He smiles, and tells her, "You will see them everyday, kitten. Just from a distance. You will get used to that." "But they won't see me... and I bet they're sad right now." His eyes get teary, and he tells her, "No. They're devastated. But eventually, all of you will learn to deal with this change." They are silent for a while longer, and she says, "I used to... I used to have a crush on him. It feels so silly." Doc gives her an awkward smile, as he remembers this. "Why did he kill me?" she asks. He caresses her face and tells her, "No one can ever tell you that, sweetheart. No one knows. Not even he does." She accepts this answer rather easily. "Is... the other man here? James? I... I don't want to see him," she says, with a tone of fear in her voice. "No," he reassures her, "He is elsewhere. We all have a place to go to. The place we earn. You will never see him again." She is relieved. "Now come with me," he says. "Where to?" "Your mother is dying to see you. Pun not intended." Her young face lights up. He stands up and puts his hand on her back, leading the way for them.
Lynettefan2626 sits in the dark, in his office, already back on the Lostpedia. He doesn't move. Or even seem to breathe.
Flashback - Lynette sits in his office over on Wiksteria Lane, in his old template, and Americana walks in with a few printed pages which she places before him. He gives them a quick look and asks them what they are. Between the pages he finds a small picture of Cat5sparkles, aged 6, smiling for her elementary school photo shoot. "Who's this now?" he asks her, and she tells him, with a grin, "Just the latest in a long line of offspring fathered by our dear Villain fan. She's his daughter." Lynette looks at the papers with more attention, and comments, "God, that man gets around... How do you know about this?" "Well, I looked. When you look hard enough for dirt on someone, you're bound to find it." Lynette gives her a look for a few seconds, and says, "Wait, why were you looking for stuff on Villain fan? I asked you to care about Renaboss and Jdg. Not him. I already have... other people working on Villain, sporadically. Three gentlemen." Amy smiles and says, "I haven't forgotten my mission, don't worry. After the fake cancer fiasco, I plan on taking a new, sexier approach to things. I love a good harassment scandal, don't you?" He pays her no mind, and puts away the papers, neatly, before telling her, "Go and kill the girl." "K see ya later." She gets up and leaves.
Lynette finally moves, bringing his hands up to his mouth. "In case you were wondering, she's fine. I've comforted her. She's with her mother now. The woman you also had killed." "Go away," Lynettefan tells the apparition. But DoctorStrange refuses to; he goes around the desk, coming from behind the president's chair, and places himself before the villain. "I'm not going just yet. I wanted to let you know that. And something else." Lynette scoffs, and says, "We just had a conversation. Then I went out and killed a child. The single worst thing I've ever done, the point of no return, no redemption." He gets up and walks around the dark office. Doc chuckles, without even feeling like it, and tells him, "Is that truly what you consider the point of no redemption? Not the people you killed before? The sick games you've played?" "Well, whatever this was, I certainly topped myself." "Yes," Doc agrees, "But for how long? You'll do it again. And again. And again, and again." "I've made my peace with that," the President tells him, unmoved. The ghost then says, "You've spent the last years of your life seeking revenge. What has that gotten you?" Lynette quickly answers this, without even having to spend a lot of time thinking about it: "Power! Victory, success! Accomplishment." "Loneliness," the dead man tells him, "Grief, pain, loss. Darkness. Death." "You told me to do it, so shut the fuck up!! You all gathered around me and made it clear that I had to do it! That I had to kill the girl! So what do you want now?!" Lynettefan is shaking nervously now. DoctorStrange stands before him, still, with sadness in his eyes. "You don't understand..." he finally says, "None of us did. That was you. That was all you. Your subconscious telling you to do what you, deep down, really wanted to do. It wasn't me. This is only the second time I have ever interfered in anyone's life since I lost mine." Lynette is shaken by this revelation. "You're..." "Yes... Yes, Lynettefan. I'm here. And I'm sorry. And I'm... here to hopefully get you to change your mind. I know I won't, I... I saw that I won't. But, if I don't do something... I can't live with myself." "You're dead..." "You're doomed." Lynette looks at him with confusion and fright, and asks what he means by this. "You're playing to win, Lynette. And you will. But everything we do comes with a price. The choices we make have consequences. You will get what you want in the end, but you will lose everything else." Lynette doesn't answer right away. He turns his back on the ghost and says, "I don't care... All I need out of life right now is revenge for me to be satiated. Everything else I wanted was just my little girl. And she's dead." The silence in the office that lasts for those three seconds is haunting, but then the dead man breaks it, saying, "No. She's not. Yet." Lynette's eyes widen. He turns back and finds that the ghost is gone. He then gets a bone-freezing chill and sits down on the floor, head leaning against the top of his desk, and tries to convince himself that his mind was playing tricks on him.
It is now the following day. Dressed in all-black, Lady sits on the bed she shares with her lover, hands over her thighs, a blank look in her glassy eyes. She doesn't move, and her breathing is slow, mechanical and silent. Rena peeks into the navbar through the door, which has yet to be fixed, and stares at her for a few minutes, studying her demeanor, unclear of what to say, and then starts to worry when the time passes and she remains motionless. He enters the navbar and sits down on the bed beside her, reminding her, in a lowly tone, that the funeral will be starting in less than half an hour. She doesn't respond. Just keeps staring at the nothingness ahead of her. The young man puts his left hand over her right shoulder, and tries to think of something to say, but draws a blank. She remains silent, and still. He tells her he'll give her a while longer, gets up and leaves the navbar, slowly. All the while, she barely even noticed he was there.
Rena passes by the navbar where Jdg stays, and the teenager asks his protector for the man's opinion on the suit he's wearing. Rena says it's fine. Within two seconds, Jdg is crying waterfalls. Rena doesn't know what to do, but then he quickly moves in and does the unexpected: he picks up the child before him in his arms. Jdg himself is confused, and Rena holds the small-statured teenager, hugging him. Jdg lets go of his confusion as his utter sadness takes over once more, and soon enough his ever-running tears are soaking up the top of Rena's back.
After comforting his ward, Rena walks quickly to the burnbook to try and use the hairdryer to dry the back of his suit, but he notices Mary in a bit of a struggle in her own navbar. He peeks inside. She's standing before the mirrored doors of the closet, admiring her funeral dress, and doesn't look pleased with it, at all. She mumbles some cuss words and Rena asks her what's wrong. "I don't look sexy enough," she tells him. Rena looks at her with shock and discomfort, and she tries to pull up the skirt of the dress, revealing more of her thighs, which enrages him. "I just... I hate this dress. Why do I have to wear this? It's not sexy enough, I don't want to look... boring." "It's a funeral..." Rena tells her, finding it incredibly hard to believe the behavior he is witnessing. "You are going to the funeral of a child, of your little sister. You... you..." Mary turns to look at him, and says, "I don't like being told what you wear. How to look. I don't like being told what I have to do or how I have to act. And I am plainly telling you, I don't look sexy in this shitty dress, and I hate it!" Rena doesn't speak anymore. He moves in quickly towards her and slaps the side of her face with such vigor she falls into one of the mirrors and cracks it slightly. Rena then closes both of his fists, turns around and walks away. Leaning against the cracked mirrored door of the closet, she starts to cry, tears brought on by the pain the slap brought with it. And something else. She stands up, admiring her reflection in the shattered looking glass, and starts to grunt as she cries. She rolls up one end of her skirt, and yanks it. She rips the lower portion of her dress and cries angry tears.
Rena finally makes it to the burnbook, and locks the door behind him immediately. He then turns around and puts both of his hands on the sink, and stares into the mirror. His arms start to tremble, as do his lips. Before long, he sits down on the floor, slowly, and gives in to his tears.
Gleekobsessed is talking on the phone as he walks through the halls on the upper floor of his manor over at the Glee Wiki. "Yes, Prima. As soon as possible. No, no, I can't, I can't just tell you over the phone. Something terrible has happened. Just, please make some time for me. I have to hang up now. I have something I gotta do." He hangs up his phone and stops at the end of a hall. A dead end. He turns back and looks around to make sure that none of his employees are anywhere nearby. Then he presses a concealed button in the flower pot next to him and a secret passage in the wall is opened. He enters it and slides the wall shut again. On the hidden side is a relatively small blue office with one circular desk in the middle and a gigantic screen on the wall. Gleek picks up a remote control placed on the desk and presses a few buttons. The screen is turned on and a large message pops up saying, "Call in process". A buffering bar fills up. Once it is full, we are treated to the sight of Rappy 4187, the head of Staff, wearing a blue uniform, sitting on a golden throne in a golden room, with a stern look on his face. "Why is it that you bother me, Gleek?" he asks, in a menacing tone. Gleek, relatively shaken, instantly apologizes for robbing him of some of his precious time, but informs him that horrible things are happening in the world of wikia. "You always had a knack for being dramatic. What 'horrible' things do you speak of?" "Lynettefan2626. The President of Wiksteria Lane. And of the Lostpedia. He... he has gone stark raving mad!" Rappy chuckles at this. "See? Right there. Oh so dramatic... I see the time has passed but you stay the same." "Sir?" Gleek asks, confused, and Rappy tells him, "Go on. Elaborate." Gleek explains to him everything that has happened over the last few months, of how he is sure Lynette blew up a church with 200 people in it, murdered his secretary, framed former Lostpedia president BalkOfFame for all of it, leading to the poor man's suicide, burnt a woman alive and put a bullet in the head of an eight-year-old child just the day before, up close and personal. Rappy does not bat an eye at the mention of any of this. He admires his fingernails, to make sure they're clean and manicured. He then says, "I do read the news, Gleek. Now tell me, why do you think I should be bothered with any of that?" Gleek is surprised by his reaction, and states, "You're the head of Staff... You created the whole concept of Wikia. This universe is the product of your doing, of your will. And it is falling apart. Do you not care?" Rappy injects him with an angry look, and practically shouts, "I will not be spoken to in such a manner!!" Gleek cowers and lowers his head, meekly apologizing. "You just remember, you sold your soul to me a long time ago, Gleek." "I got it back..." Gleek says, lowly. "Yes, that ended up perfectly, didn't it? You know all too well to mind your manners around me, Gleekobsessed. Can't have enough respect." Gleek says, "Yes, sir. Right, sir." "But I'll admit..." Rappy says, prompting Gleek to raise his head a bit more, "You have intrigued me. I'd like to know more about this... these 'events' you describe. Lynette's... character. But I am busy right now. Perhaps we should meet." "You mean...?" Gleek starts to ask, and Rappy interrupts him, finishing his thought for him, "Yes. You can come and see me at the Headquarters. In two days, around noon. Do not be late." The call is ended. Gleek lets out a sigh.
Lynettefan2626 holds a meeting in his office with his secretary/assistant, IceBerry, and Sadball48. The latter is a scientist working on a secret project for the President. Lynette asks how said project is coming along, to which the scientist says that it's almost over and done with, just needs a few final touches to make it perfect. "Excellent," Lynette says, and Ice asks if they mean the project he'd been clued in on that is all about getting back at Renaboss. "Yes," Lynette clarifies, "I've been waiting quite some time for it to be finished." Ice asks what the purpose of this would be, since Renaboss is leaving Wiksteria Lane, but Lynette tells him he won't. "Something has happened. He won't set sail anymore, and my senses tell me he and his... 'people' will be getting back at me. Sooner rather than later. So doctor, hurry up and get back to work." Sadball nods and leaves the office. Ice asks if there is anything he can do. Lynette doesn't respond, immediately losing himself in his thoughts.
Villain fan, Renaboss, Lady Junky, Jdg98 and MaryPierceLopez stand together, all dressed in black, at the Wiksteria Lane graveyard, which had recently been extended to accommodate all of the cadavers resulting from the church explosion. Each of them has a depressed look on their faces. Several dozen residents from Wiksteria Lane, including DisneyMeerkats, also attend the funeral service of eight-year-old Cat5sparkles, the latest victim of the sick game played around wikia by the mighty and wicked. Gleekobsessed and his ex-wife, Primadonna Girl - the only person in attendance who isn't wearing black - stand in a distance. After the minister finishes his customary speech, he announces that the father of the fallen angel would like to say a few words. This said, Villain fan, looking like a complete mess, his face swollen and red, takes the minister's place and takes a look at the open casket before him. Inside rests his youngest daughter. The cold and pale body looks merely asleep. He chokes a little, but then gets started.
The unnamed mention of Lynettefan2626 makes Lady Junky shiver. Rena holds her hand.
Everyone is moved. Mary can't hold her tears inside any longer, in a mixture of grief over the passing of her little sister, and of resentment over her father never having loved her in the same way, and of shame and regret over ruining the chances of that happening herself.
Rena nods. His eyes show complete devastation.
His hands start to shake uncontrollably, and the minister puts his own hands over the man's shoulders. He seems to be remarkably unfazed, having witnessed many cases like this over the years, even before he came to wikia to serve as a minister, to replace the previous one who died in the explosion. Villain fan moves away, and the religious official orders that the coffin be closed and lowered.
In the distance, Primadonna, her head rested on her ex-husband's shoulder, his arm around her back, wipes her tears. She'd never even met the child, but the service got to her. "I can't... I can't believe this. I just... I can't believe Lynette would kill a child in cold blood? Why?..." Gleek doesn't quite know how to answer this: "I don't know, sweetie... I tried to warn you. Some people are just... I don't know." Prima breaks away from him and they start walking, arms entwined. "He was so... charming, I... actually thought..." "What?" She takes a while, and says, "That I could maybe... eventually, even... marry him." Gleek seems to be a bit hurt by this.
Approximately one hour after the service is over, Villain fan stands alone by the grave of his child. Hands in his pockets, a still, stern look on his face, he is lost in his trail of thought. He then breaks the silence soaking the air by saying, "You have been standing there for nearly ten minutes. Just say what you want to say." Behind him stands Renaboss, the person Villain just addressed. The young Chat Moderator is caught off-guard by this, and says, "The problem is, I didn't know what to say... I..." "You can come closer," Villain tells him. Renaboss does just this. They stand side by side, by the grave. They stand in silence for some time. "I hate you," Rena says. Villain says, "I know," his facial expression never changing. "No, I mean... I hate you," Rena continues saying, "I hate you so much, I... I never know where you stand. I never know what you're thinking, what you're going to do next, or whether or not you even care about us, your, your family... And I know that... You pretended to be my father, when all I ever wanted was to meet my parents, so I know that you have no decency. You play with people's feelings if it'll get you what you want, you're a bad person. You just, you're just a bad person. You do horrible things. You, you had... sex... with your own daughter. That is... the most disgusting thing I've ever witnessed. And... I just... I wanted you to suffer so much for all of that. Because, because you needed to. I wanted you to pay. And now..." Rena's eyes get soaked. Tears stream down his face, as Villain stands motionless beside him, his look still the same. "I am so sorry..." Rena tells him. Villain closes his eyes, and tries his best to keep the tears in. The young man goes on saying, "I... I have no idea what to do now. Gleek told me... he said we'll be meeting Staff soon. That he's taking me to see Staff. And Jdg says that the people who attended the service want me to, to lead them. That I... I have to gather people, forces, to fight back. That a war might be on its way. I... I guess I'm not going anywhere then, but... I don't know how to be a leader..." Villain finally moves, turning his face to him, and says, "You've been leading ever since you moved to this God-forsaken place. You're a leader. A natural born one. Go and do what you do best." Rena doesn't respond. "And... and you?" "Me?" Villain wonders. "I don't know... how to go up against him. I've tried many times, and he is always one step ahead. I know this is... the worst possible time for me to ask you this, but... we have to avenge her. We have t-to do right by her death, and... And I need you. You're smarter. You're more experienced. And you're..." "What?" "Ruthless. I don't know what to do next. Do you?" Villain looks at him for two seconds, then back at the grave of his daughter. Then he says, "Yes. I know exactly what needs to happen next. What I need to do next." This said, he starts walking away, leaving Rena surprised, confused... and worried.
DisneyMeerkats and Primadonna Girl sit in the PM room of Rena's template, back on Wiksteria Lane, as the latter slides into the conversation yet another apology over not wearing black like everyone else, because she'd only known about the funeral shortly before it began. Disney barely assimilates this, commenting instead about how tragic the whole situation is. "I'd barely even met the girl, but she seemed so sweet. I can't believe it, Rena warned me about the President of the wiki being... a monster, but I... I never could have guessed something like this could happen. And I am just moving in here. The whole concept seems terrifying now." Gleek joins them, bringing a glass of water for his ex-wife. "I know," Prima says, "I know exactly how you feel. I just got a place here, and I... I was... close to the President. Only to find out I never knew him at all." Gleek, confused, asks her to rewind, go back to the part of getting a place there, and Primadonna says, "Yes, Gleek, I... I was going to surprise you, I guess, but, it's pretty final now, I... I bought a place here on Wiksteria Lane. This very portal. I'm moving in across the street, to 4355." "But... I was... I was going to tell you to just leave. Get away from wikia. Prima, we have a war coming up." Disney's eyes widen at the mention of this, and Gleek continues, "I didn't want you anywhere near wikia. Please, just... go back to your mother's house, or... I don't know, just, just go." Prima looks at him with her mouth open for a while, then says, "No." "No?" "Fuck no. God, Gleek, I... I am so tired of this!" She stands up, and Disney is confused. "You keep trying to control me," Prima says, "We are divorced! Let go of me! I... You were right, okay? You were right about Lynette, I was wrong, I own up to it now, but you can't keep trying to control me my whole life like you did when we were married and you were a closet case!" "Control you? Control you?! How about saving your life?" "I can take care of myself!" "You can't tell your ass from a hole in the ground! You don't know how to cook, you don't know how to drive, you don't know how to buy anything that doesn't carry a designer label. How are you going to survive out here by yourself if a war starts?!" "I'll just leave a beautiful and glamorous corpse behind. I'd rather die with a bullet to the head than be on your leash again!" People in the template turn their heads to her after this very inappropriate commentary. "Um," Prima says, "Sorry?" Jdg interrupts their squabble to say, "Look, this is a mourning time for all of us, for our family, and you are being terribly inappropriate, so please, go be inconsiderate elsewhere." Gleek apologizes, and so does Prima, who actually does feel bad. They stand up and extend their sorrow to those in attendance before leaving. Jdg sits down on the couch and Disney asks him if he's okay. "I..." Jdg starts to say, "No, no, I'm not, I'm really not, so... Look, I just don't wanna... talk about this. This whole situation, it's... it's too much." "Okay," Disney tells him, "You're right. You're just a kid yourself, and Rena has sort of told me what you've been through in your short life... I understand. Let's talk about something else. Whatever you want to talk about." She smiles at him, a kindred smile. Jdg says, "So, you were a dude, right? Do you still have a penis?" Disney's smile disappears. She stands up and leaves, and Jdg is left to be inquisitive about this matter...
Dr. Sonya sits in his cell, at the Moderation Station, utterly bored. Much to his surprise, Renaboss shows up. "I thought you weren't coming today," the former practising physician says, "Because of the little girl's funeral." Rena moves in to open his cell door, without saying a word. "What are you doing?" Sonya asks, to which the law enforcer says, "You're out. You're free. You're coming with me." "Why?..." the soon-to-be ex-prisoner asks; "Because... you have insight. You've worked for the dark side. Because you have connections, and influence. Because I need as many people as I can get..." Rena grabs Sonya by the collar of his shirt, and says, the last part rather menacingly, "And because you owe me." Sonya is shaken.
It is now nighttime on Wiksteria Lane. Rena's template has been vacated, save for the people who actually reside in it. Jdg sits alone in the PM room, and Lady Junky is in Cat's navbar, sorting through her clothes, having decided on what to do with them. Mary walks into the navbar, wearing her ripped dress, and asks what she is doing, in a low tone. Lady says, "We need to do Cat's clodes to charity, we need to give them to kids who have any clodes. She would like it. She was a sweet good girl." Lady is almost tearing up as she says this, and Mary remains silent. "Why was your dress bad like that? I brought you a good new dress from the Gallery because you have any funeral dress. And you cut it." Mary tries to talk, give her an answer, but no sound comes out. Lady holds a Hello Kitty shirt and folds it in her arms, as she looks back at her sister. Mary starts to rub her left arm with her right hand, as she says, teary-eyed, "I... I hate this dress." "Why?" Lady asks; "I... I fucking hate it, it's... ugly. Okay? It's not... sexy. I dress sexy. That's what I do, everyday, I like to look... appealing." Lady doesn't respond. Mary goes on: "I don't like... being told what to wear! I don't like you just coming up to me with a dress that's longer than I'm used to and telling me, 'here, wear this, we're going to Cat's funeral'. I don't like it, okay? I don't have to like it." Lady looks at her, and the tears in her eyes switch from those of sadness to those of rage. Mary continues her speech, saying, "I don't... I don't like it! I hate it, it's stupid!! It's, it's, sudden, and ugly, and stupid, and it doesn't make any sense! Why do I have to wear this dress?! Huh?! I had my outfit for today all planned out. I was gonna, I was gonna wear a, a, a spaghetti-strap top with no bra under it cos I wanted people to, to see my nips sticking out from under it, and that, that mini-skirt that's actually a micro-skirt that dad hates that when I walk you can see my panties but I wasn't gonna wear any panties and I, I, I was gonna look hot. I was, I really really was!" She is full-on crying at this point; "And I... I don't get it! I, I had it all planned out, like I always do, I, I lay out my clothes for the following day, and then, and then you get that phone call, and, and, and I... I was just, I don't even know what I was doing anymore, I think I was, maybe, eating chocolate or something, which I rarely ever do because it goes straight to my thighs and my thighs are hot, like, everything about me is hot, I am so fucking hot, but, but then I, I just, I was thinking about how I shouldn't be eating chocolate because I need to stay hot but then all of a sudden I was just thinking about how, how... she's never going to have chocolate again." Lady's pained facial expression returns, as something begins to dawn on her. Her younger sister before her continues her fast-paced ramble, "She... loved chocolate. I, I told her that, she shouldn't eat it so much, cos she'd be fat and gross like Devious Peep and oh my God she is so fat and gross and her skin is made of chocolate, and it's... but she loved chocolate and you guys kept giving it to her and I actually thought it was cute because chocolate is sweet and she was sweet and I taught her to masturbate!!! Oh my God I taught her to masturbate!! I, I, she's eight! She, she was eight, and I fucking taught her to masturbate! Eight-year-olds shouldn't masturbate, what is wrong with me?! What is fucking wrong with me? I'm sick!!" Mary's beautiful face, which had recently recovered more and more from the savage beating her father gave her, now goes back to being deformed from the tears. "I, I, I... barely even spoke to her, we lived together for like only two interrupted months altogether and I barely even said one word to her, she came in and she was just the kid and I didn't really care because I'm not a kid person and I tried to be nice and I think I was nice and I honestly tried to behave around her and to protect her a little from how gross our father is and I think I did, I did, I honestly think I did, but, but, but I didn't really care, a-and, I feel bad about that, and I'm not used to this, I don't get it, I just don't understand and no one will j-j-just stop and explain it to me, she was here, yesterday, and she was just a dumb little kid who couldn't hurt a fly and never did anything to bother anyone so why did that fucking son of a bitch up and killed her?! I don't understand, it's stupid, it's sudden and unbelievable and mortal and stupid! She's gone!!" Lady nods, slowly, "Yes... she is." "It's so fucking stupid!! I don't understand!. Okay?! I just don't. My mother died. My stepfather who was my father my whole life died before her. I didn't bat a fucking eye at either of them! I spent my life with those people, they died and I didn't care!! Because I knew them well, and I knew they weren't worth a whole lot, so when they died, I just didn't care. But she, sh-I, I don't get it, I, I barely knew her, I barely spent any t-time w-with her, I..." Mary's lips start to tremble, and she leans against the message wall, her feet not moving, "It hurts..." The skin on Mary's face burns from the salty tears soaking it. Lady moves towards her, slowly, the Hello Kitty shirt still in her hands. "Why does it hurt so much?..." "I don't know," Lady tells her, "I'm sorry, sweetie." Mary slides down to the floor, her back against the wall, and Lady kneels down before her. "I... don't understand," Mary says, "I don't understand anything. I'm... just..." "I know," Lady says, moving to hug her. She takes her younger sister in her arms and does her best to comfort her. "I have never... I just..." "Shhh," Lady says, "It's okay." She rocks her. The two remain on the floor of the navbar for a rather extended period of time, two sisters united in grief. "Please," Mary says, meekly, "Please get me out of this dress..."
Some time later, Lady has arranged all of the clothes she has decided to give to charity. Rena enters the navbar, and explains to her that they have a guest who will be staying with them for a while, Dr. Sonya. Lady barely acknowledges this. She puts her hands over the open bag of clothes, and has a blank stare in her eyes as she tells him, "I think... we don't move anywhere. Right?" "Yeah... I guess... we don't," he tells her. "I... I think... we also don't marry now." "No. I guess we don't. I... Honey, I am so sorry... I have... no idea how I've been able to make it through these last 24 hours, a-and, and in that I have... I should have been by your side more. I can't even imagine what you are going through, she was your little sister. If it hurts me so much, then it must be hell for you. I am so sorry." He moves in from behind her and holds her in his arms. Lady gives in and allows the tears to flow down her beautiful porcelain cheeks once again. "I don't know what to do," he tells her, breaking off the embrace. She closes the bag as she listens to him, slowly. "I am supposed to... to play the hero part now, the avenger part. He, Lynette... he needs to die. There's just... there's no other way, is there? After everything he's done, he... he keeps topping himself. This... was inexcusable, unforgivable, sheer evil... I... cannot be at ease until he dies, but... I don't know that I can do it, I, I don't think that I can, I... I try to be good and do the right thing every day, I don't know if I can sacrifice all of that, I... killing James, burying his body, it was hard enough on me. Before, trying to rid the wiki of Lynette, trying to get him dethroned, it was about pursuing a greater good, saving people, showing the truth, but, he keeps making it personal, and, and... I don't know if I can live a life founded on revenge. Honey, just... just tell me what to do, bec-because I, I don't know what to do..." Lady stops what she is doing. She wipes the tears from her eyes and maintains a cold facial expression. She turns to her lover, and takes a few steps in his direction. Then she tells him, in a sullen tone, "Kill him."
The little girl's little hand draws a flying unicorn on the blank piece of paper. She uses the blue crayon at first for the enchanted horse's body. She is quite gifted, and has been so her whole life. The pride and joy of her mommy and daddy. Neither of whom she has seen in three years. She draws the horn with the purple crayon, and makes the wings yellow. She acknowledges that the whole magical creature should be in white, but then it wouldn't be much of a painting. She looks at the unicorn with wings, unsure of whether or not unicorns even have wings. She remembers the mention of such fascinating creatures as part of her mother's bedtime stories, but she can hardly remember them now. But she looks longingly at the winged stallion in her sheet and daydreams about one day flying away from her prison on the back of one of said creatures. It would be wonderful. Then suddenly the thick metal door that sealed her fate for an undetermined period of time is heard being unlocked. The sound is a novelty to her, for before then she had only been served her three daily meals through the tiny slot at the bottom of the door. The door is opened, and her grandfather appears. MissMayfair is shocked, confused... and hopeful. She faces the scary-looking man and asks him, innocently, "Am I... am I free?..." He says "No." And moves quickly towards her, forcefully grabbing her arm, scaring the young eight-year-old, and saying, "You're doomed."
Flashback - Villain fan waits impatiently by a secretive and secluded warehouse complex on the outskirts of the Fantasia Wiki, one of the most isolated and deserted wikis of that universe. A familiar car finally arrives, the one he'd been waiting for, and Matthewvp09 steps out of the driver's seat, followed by his mates, Mirlo and Nosh. "Well?" Villain fan asks. Matthew moves to open the trunk of the car, and gets the five-year-old girl, wrists and ankles tied, a loose burlap sack over her head, a gag on her mouth, from out of it. "Have I ever failed you?" Matt asks, to which Villain responds, "Well, this is the first time you are actually doing something for me. But... yes, good job." He removes the sack from over the girl's head, and she has tears in her eyes. "Grandpa?" she asks, surprised to see him, "Please don't hurt me..." "I'm not gonna hurt you, sweetheart. I'm gonna give you a home again, finally. You won't have to wander the streets anymore. Take her in, boys." Mirlo opens up the compartment where Missy will be staying, which is decorated like a typical little girl's bedroom on the inside, and has a bathroom incorporated. Mirlo locks the door, but looks guilty as he does so. "When are you going to let her out?" he asks, genuinely concerned with the girl. "When I see fit," Villain tells him, as he hands Matt an envelope stacked with cash. "Now go, boys. And pretend you've never met me. Or got a better offer from me. And by all means, do continue 'looking' for the girl. Hope is a very important thing for one to have. Let's make sure my dear Lynette doesn't lose his." The three men get back in the car and Matt drives away. Villain fan unlocks the door to the compartment again, and faces the scared child before him, who has been through hell and back. "Why are you doing this?..." she asks him, her voice almost cracking with fear. "I am so sorry if I've scared you, sweetheart. I know you're innocent in all this. And grandpa likes you very much. You just... I need you to understand that, this is all daddy's fault." Missy doesn't understand. She resumes crying.
Lynettefan2626 stands behind his desk on his office, organizing some papers, ordinary bureaucratic matters. Suddenly, his attention is caught by the sound of the template's front door being kicked down. He is alarmed. He gets the idea to go and reach for his gun of choice, but sounds of steps are heard going up the main stairs. He leaves his office. At the end of the hallway, he sees his little girl appearing before him. MissMayfair. She looks terrified. He looks unfazed. "Go away..." he tells her, "I don't want to listen to you. I don't want to see you. You're not her. Just... go away." "Daddy...?" she says, in a weakened tone, her face drenched in tears. What should have been a wonderful reunion moment, one both of them have been dreaming about for years, is anything but. The sound of her affected voice gets to him. He finally notices how old she looks. An eight-year-old girl. He recognized her instantly, his little girl, so he didn't even notice the vast differences. But now they were clear to him. It was his little girl. His whole world, his life, was before his very eyes. "Missy..." he says, as his eyes widen to an extent barely believable. She lets out a hint of a smile, ultimately concealed by the terrified overall expression on her face. He smiles widely, though. Until the madman appears with a handgun pointing at the girl's head. One second before, his ever-grey world was infused with rays of color. Now it was black. Deep, impenetrable darkness. Villain puts his right hand over the girl's right shoulder, and uses his left hand to point the weapon at her. He holds her closer and presses the gun against her skull, in a scene very reminiscent of a recent event. Lynette mouths the words, but no sound comes out at first. His vision is almost impaired by the amount of salty water coming out of his eyes. "Please..." is all he can say to begin with. Villain waits for him to finish, but Lynette can barely speak anymore. "Go on," the villain tells him, "Beg. Grovel. Crawl. Fall on your knees and beg me for mercy, to spare your daughter's life. To take yours instead, but let her live. Because it's between us, after all. She is innocent. Say that to me." "Please..." is all Lynette can say. "Beg." The world had never known coldness quite this extreme. Lynette, his hands in the air, kneels down. "I... I th-thought you'd... killed her. Already, I, I thought... wh-..." "I told you I didn't... I told you I could take you to her. You didn't listen to me." "P-please..." he bawls, and sobs, and gasps. Missy just cries out of fear, and a strong feeling of déjà vu overcomes both men, but they are too caught up in the moment to let this realization sink in. "I am so... so sorry," Lynette says, "I-I-I th-thought..." "I know it is also my fault," Villain starts to tear up, "I brought it on myself... I know that, I... it's all my fault. I have dedicated so much of my life to destroying you, just because... because you wanted to destroy me. And I deserve it, I do. I deserve to have justice brought upon me. But I'm weak... and I have too much to live for, and to be free for. Especially now. Lady... I love Lady..." Lynette just keeps on crying and tries to mumble for his forgiveness, for his mercy, as Villain continues, "And Mary... I have to do right by Mary. I have to redeem myself before her. Save our relationship... I owe it to her, and to myself..." "Pleeease..." "And Cat..." Villain looks at Lynette, and sees red. "Cat..." Lynette chokes, unable to speak. Missy begs her step-grandfather to release her. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, I can't. You see, I believe in justice. But my justice. My own personal view on it. And I know that this isn't justice, in the proper terms. But I... I am not a good person. I am a disgusting human being. I serve my own justice. And I have to do right... by Cat... too." Lynette jumps up in a sudden impulse and tries to dash towards his girl, but Villain quickly shoots at him and grazes his leg. Lynette falls down to the floor and Missy screams, completely horrified. "STAY WHERE YOU FUCKING ARE!!!" Villain screams at him, "Do you not understand how serious this is?! You think you can be a hero now, save your fucking daughter?! You killed mine!! She was innocent, she didn't have anything to do with anything! You changed the fucking rules, you messed with the game, and now you're going to lose it same as I did!!" Lynette completely ignores his new injury, solely focusing on his hostaged child. Villain resumes pressing the gun against the girl's skull, his right arm around her neck. "Please!! I know I fucked up, I c-can, I will stop! Please, I will leave you alone, I will leave this place and never come back, I will forget everything, just p-please don't hurt her, I will do whatever you want!!" Villain looks at him with full-blown rage, and asks him, "Can you bring my kitten back?..." Lynette looks at him with his swollen, pink eyes, and doesn't answer. Just bawls. "Please... think about Lady... if you do this, s-she will never forgive you, she... you'll be a monster like me. Please, you... I know I ruined everything, but... it's my own fault... Kill me." He starts heading in his direction, walking only on his knees, "Kill me, kill me, k-kill me, just let her go, she... don't do what I did. There's no going back from it, I'm sorry, I am so so sorry..." Villain bites hard down on his lip, till it bleeds. This is costing him more than it would appear. But his cold demeanor remains. Lynette begs him again: "Pleease..." His face is completely deformed. Villain fan lowers his gun, taking it away from the girl's head. Lynette breathes a sigh of relief. Then he shoots her in the kneecap. The instinctive scream that emanates from the girl is raw and agonizing, and her father screams just as loudly at the sight of his angel being pierced mercilessly by the enraged monster holding her. Upon shooting her, Villain fan incidentally lets go of her body. Missy keeps screaming with utter pain and starts crawling towards her father, who does the same in her direction. Villain lifts up his gun and shoots her in the spine. She screams again, but this time not as loudly. But Lynette almost loses his voice with his primal scream. The gun-toting madman grabs the girl by the back of her dress and holds her up. Words can't describe the look on her face. Lynette has drool pouring out of his bawling mouth. Missy barely makes a sound. Unbeknownst to both men, she is now completely paralyzed from the neck down. Lynette keeps crawling towards them, begging for mercy and forgiveness, begging for her to be let go, because he's done enough. To no avail. "I... I can't feel... I can't move, daddy..." she says through her tears and sobs, "I can't feel anything." Lynette's world is shattered beyond imagination, and Villain moves his hand to grab the little girl by her face. "Can you feel me touching you, sweetheart?" he asks, as he squeezes her cheeks. "Yes..." she says, scared out of her mind. "Good," he tells her. This said, he turns his gun around in his left hand and hits her in the mouth with it, breaking all of her front teeth with the butt of the weapon. And she feels it. Lynette screams and screams through it all, and Villain sticks the front of the gun inside the girl's mouth. Her bloody teeth and chunks of them decorate the floor of the corridor. "PLEASE DON'T!!" Screams. Undecipherable screams. "Please!! I'll make it up to you, I swear..." "See, here's the problem with that!!" Villain tells him, a look of devastating madness on his face, "I. Don't. Believe you." Then he presses the trigger again. And again. And the two bullets pierce through the back of the child's neck and through her skull, and leave her unrecognizable. He drops the limp body to the floor, as the eight-year-old's father loses his voice before such a chilling sight. Villain stands high and majestic above the corpse. Avenged. But unfulfilled. Lynette stutters and shakes. He extends his hand and tries to crawl closer to the body, but can't fully bring himself to do it. Lying face down, the cadaver keeps losing blood, from out of the four bullet holes. Lynette continues to bawl and shake uncontrollably for a long while. And Villain keeps looking at him, sternly, coldly, unmoved. Then, all of a sudden, much to his surprise, Lynette jumps up and starts to dash towards the stairs. Villain points the gun at him and fires, but misses him. Lynette goes down the stairs quickly, and Villain keeps shooting, but to no avail. All six bullets his handgun could hold have been fired. It instantly dawns on him where Lynette is headed: towards his choice weapon. Villain makes it to the stairs and starts rushing down them as well, hoping to escape.
Lynette enters his study, as quickly as he can, and instantly spots the shotgun, in its place, right above the bookcase. The precious weapon his father left him, with its exquisite design and platinum handle. It shall finally be used by him with its intended purpose: hunting. Lynette, mid-run, quickly slides a chair from the desk towards the bookcase, and steps on it, all in a fast sequence, he puts his hands over the bookcase... and loses them. A scream emerges from his interior, much louder than ever before, of unspeakable volumes. The president falls backwards onto the floor, his back hitting the hard stones, and his face is showered by his own blood. Elsewhere in the manor, Villain fan stops close to the front door, taken by surprise by the bone-tingling scream. His curiosity piques far beyond his fear and desire to escape. Lynette can't stop shouting, yelling, bellowing, roaring with unbelievable pain. His arms now end in blood geysers. A note soars around him and hits the bloody ground. Villain's feet are seen entering the study, slowly. Lynette tosses and turns, practically swimming in a pool of his own blood and completely blinded by pain and terror. Villain is visibly shocked by the horrifying sight. The man he despises, whose life he just ruined forever, has been engaged in yet another shocking turn of events. Lynette's voice cracks and his throat starts to hurt almost as much as the end of his upper limbs. Atop the bookcase sit his severed hands, over the wire they triggered. Before them is the blood-spattered glass that served as a guillotine. Villain fan notices the bloody note, written in personalized stationery, from the desk of ImmaGleek. He reads it out loud, but as we hear the content of the letter, we hear the voice of the now departed Regemma...
Lynette can't even hear him, lost in his world of sense-depriving pain.
We are treated to the sight of snowy mountain tops somewhere in Poland. A man in large, thick coats opens the door to a cabin over the hill and tries his best to explain, in his fragmented English, that he is surprised anyone would want to live there, under such hazardous conditions. "We do like a little danger," Regemma tells him. Behind her appears Mirlo, both of them well muffled by warm clothes. Mirlo embraces her from behind, and the Polish man hands the red-headed beauty a set of keys for the house. "Here you go, Miss..." "Imma," she tells him, "You can call me 'Imma'." The man smiles and leaves.
Flashback - Mirlo plants a note saying, "I peed in your shampoo... Signed, Regemma.", on the door of one of Lynette's burnbooks.
Flashback - Mirlo lets Regemma into Lynette's Lostpedia manor, when no one is around. She brings with her her toolkit and a solid piece of squared glass, sharpened on one side.
Regemma sets up the glass guillotine over the bookcase, dangling from the ceiling but practically unnoticeable, before the treasured inherited shotgun, still in the flashback. The string that activates it is arranged accordingly.
Flashback - Lynette waves his hands in Regemma's face and delivers his passionate, egotistic speech (see 3.09).
In the present, Mirlo and Regemma kiss. She asks him, after they break it off, if he is sure about this, if he wants to spend the rest of his life in isolation with her, since she doesn't feel worthy of it. He reassures her that she is: "Don't you understand? Not only do I love you with all my heart, it goes beyond that... you are my redemption." They kiss again. Happy, free, and avenged.
Lynette squirms around in the growing pool of his own blood as his nemesis finishes reading the letter.
Villain fan holds the note in his hand for a few seconds. Then he admires the gruesome scene before him. The young man swimming around in his blood, as it keeps flowing from out of his freshly created stumps, but with less force at the moment. He drops the note, and walks out of the room, leaving him behind. Lynette keeps screaming, but with less vitality. Villain fan heads towards the back of the manor and opens the kitchen door that heads to the backyard. In it, the attention of the mighty guard dog is caught. Rockaboss heads towards Villain fan, who simply tells him, "Go to your master. He needs you." He lets the dog inside the template and the beast follows the recognizable screams of his owner and the unmistakable scent of blood into the study. In it, he sniffs around and starts to casually lick his master's blood on the floor. "R-Roc-Rocky..." Lynette tries to say between screams and sobs, and his worst fears at the moment come to pass when the dog opens his jaws wide and bites down on one of his stumps. Lynette screams with pain but starts to lose his strength from all of the blood loss. The dog keeps dragging him by the mouth, the canine's canines slashing through the skin, the flesh, the vessels and the bone. Lynette tries to use his other stump to break apart from the beast's teeth, but the dog's wide mouth manages to capture both limbs. Rocky starts chewing away at his master's arms, enjoying the savory taste, as he drags him across the study floor. Lynette's weakened body slides easily on the pool of blood, and his strengths slip. He closes his eyes.
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