The Prison

[Celena]

The event that had transpired fifteen minutes earlier had been running through her mind ever since she had teleported to the most isolated and quiet place she could think of, the classroom which had been used for her most recent event. As she predicted, the room was empty. She had opened all of the windows to prevent the room from being stuffy in order to think clearly and try to come up with a logical explanation behind her hallucinations, but she had been unable to come up with anything. She was determined to find and answer and would continue sitting on the teachers table until she did, or was transported to a new location for an upcoming event.

“It’s rude to sit on a teacher’s desk.”

“Huh,” was the young woman’s instinctive reply after being interrupted from her thoughts. She hopped off the desk and spun around to see a boy sitting in the chair behind the desk. He had his arms on the black chairs arms and his head rested backwards, his posture, imitating that of a confident teacher, or a mafia boss. He was a Caucasian with red hair and green eyes, wearing an opened up white jacket which also revealed his white vest.

“Who are you?”

“Only the creator of Kill Town.”

“Gamer!”

“Who else?”

“That wasn’t a guess,” she frowned. “But why are you here? Why now? Alone?”

“Yeah, I’m here alone; you don’t have to worry about any robots appearing through portals.” He leaned forward. “I’m curious though. Anyone else would have attacked me by now, why haven’t you?”

“Because I’m not like anyone else, and because I know you’re too smart to leave yourself vulnerable, either that or you’re as tough as Magnus.”

“You could just take a chance and attack me now.”

She had nothing to lose.

Less than a second later, a fist came at him, piercing through his face and through the whiteboard, which displayed ‘SILENCE!’ in black ink. A dent appeared in the board as she retracted her left handed fist.

“I didn’t hit you.” She turned around to find the same red headed boy in his seat. Without turning he laughed. Either he had evaded her attack faster than the eye could see or... “Phasing.”

“You know your stuff, but then again, you’re a talented scientist, but that had nothing to do with phasing.”

“Then...” She planted her right hand on his head and it went through it. “A hologram.” She chuckled. “I shouldn’t be surprised. You reek of pussy. I bet that’s not even the real you. You’re hiding your real identity aren’t you?”

He spun around in anger. “So what that I am?! And who are you calling a pussy?!”

“A hologram; hiding behind a fake identity; that qualifies as being a pussy.”

“Pussy?! I own this game, bitch! I can make anything happen!” His blood pressure dropped and a smile appeared on this face. “Who do you think gave Magnus power? He was a nobody until I literally gave him a boost.”

“I can make anything happen.”

It suddenly made sense.

“It was you.”

“Me that did what?”

“You caused my hallucinations. You dug into my past and used it against me.” She clapped, applauding his handiwork. “If you were trying to throw me off my game, it worked.”

“That’s right, it worked. You prisoners bore me, especially you Xenia. I was bored with you being so composed all the time, so I decided to fuck with your mind, make you do something irrational. I must admit though, it was easier than I thought it would be.”

“Bravo, nice, but I get the feeling you didn’t come here just to tell me you’ve been fucking with my mind.”

“That’s right, I didn’t. There’s more, but first I want to know the kind of relationship you have with your sister.”

“Why are you asking me that? It’s not like you can’t just extract that information from my mind.”

“I wanted to hear an answer straight from the horse’s mouth.”

“We’re very close, as close as twins can be. We’ve been through a lot together and I’ve always been there for her and I know she’d protect me if she could.”

“And I suppose as twins you tell each other everything; there’s nothing you keep from one another.”

“Yes.”

“It’s a pity and ironic too.” Xenia folded her arms as the boy disguised as Gamer spun around. “You’re so sure, yet so ignorant to the truth.”

“Are you trying to tell me there’s something my sisters hiding from me? Yeah right.”

“I know everything about you and Sage. Believe me when I say she’s hiding something.”

“Oh, and what is she hiding from me?” Xenia smiled. He had to be bluffing, but there was no harm in listening to him fib.

“Before I tell you, I’m going to need you to do something for me.”

“Anything, oh anything Gamer,” she replied, moving her body mockingly.

“Give me a drum roll.”

“Drum roll? You’re kidding?”

“Yes, there’s no drum around; just be creative.”

“Stop being silly and just tell me.”

“Man, you saiyans are so impatient.”

“Yes, we are.”

“Fair enough. For seven years now your sister has been hiding something from you.”

“Seven years.” Xenia laughed.

Seven years.

Her smile faded.

Seven years ago was about the time of that tragic incident.

Her heart suddenly pumped at a faster rate, getting faster with anticipation.

“That’s right, after your sister was raped, you did your best to comfort her, but there was something she found more comforting.”

The only sound that could be heard now was the ticking of the rooms round clock.

“Valium.”

“What?”

“She’s been taking valium behind your back for the past seven years.”

“That’s rubbish; valium is an antidepre...”

“Ding.”

Antidepressants...to relief herself from the emotional pain.

“No, she would have told me; she wouldn’t have kept this from me. I’m the only one who knows what she’s going through. I’m the only one who understands! She has me... she doesn’t need valium! It’s just not possible!”

“That’s not all.”

She tightened her face, trying to suppress her anger.

“There is one person who knows, someone she told.”

She shook her head in denial.

Gamer clicked his fingers and the white projector on the table turned on.

“You’re sick Gamer, sick. You’d go this far to try and fuck with me.”

“Look behind you.”

Xenia spun around to view an image of a man on the whiteboard. He appeared as a middle eastern with his blue and orange turban and Arabic clothes. He also had striking blue eyes and a fine face that looked in its early twenties.

“Who is he?”

“His name is Ander. He is the person who knows about your sister’s addiction to valium, but that’s not all.”

Xenia was seething now.

“Sage also let slip the biggest secret of all.”

A shiver ran down her spine as she shook her head subconsciously.

She didn’t. She wouldn’t.

“Yes she did. Ander knows. She told him about the secret you swore the two of you would keep between yourselves, that you’re-”

“No! No! NO!”

“Ander knows you two are from the future. I have CCTV cameras all over the mansion. I hear... everything.”

Her hands slid through her hair while she began breathing uncontrollable, eyes widening, making her appear psychotic which brought a smile on Gamers’ face. His work was done. Glancing at his watch, he realised how quickly time had flown by, but every minute he had spent on the princess was golden; he regretted none of it. “Well, look at the time. I’ve got to get the next batch of events ready. Have fun.” She glanced up at him almost as quick as a snake striking its victim, to view the hologram of the red haired boy fade.

“Gamer!” she growled, pounding her fists on the desk, head dipping towards the desk while she gritted her teeth.

This can’t be true; any of it.

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“You take the cake when it comes to evil, you know that right?” said Magnus, who had watched the whole thing, to the real Keith Summers.

“I know.”

“But I’ve got to hand it to you; the game just got a whole lot more interesting. I’m eager to see how the next event will pan out, especially with Xenia’s current state of mind.”

“I know.”