Igneous Pitt (832 hits)
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Submitted by Snark << snarkk.at.gmail.com (View user info) at 2006-01-18 21:13:22 EST
Igneous Fall - http://www.ubersite.com/m/79673
Igneous Intent - http://www.ubersite.com/m/79748
Igneous Ngana - http://www.ubersite.com/m/80031
Igneous Interrupted - http://www.ubersite.com/m/80458
Igneous Impervious - http://www.ubersite.com/m/81600
Igneous Delaney - http://www.ubersite.com/m/81983
Igneous Dilemma - http://www.ubersite.com/m/82492
Igneous Dilemna
The problem with the world is that we don't know shit.
We know the demise of us all is inevitable, and we recognize the symptoms of what's to come: war, rape, murder, innocence lost, gluttony and vice worshipped - they shout themselves to us from the dirty opinion filled news rags made by rich fat men and sold on street corners by starving kids.
They mock us from the hollow eyes of old men who still lose best friends in muddy trenches every night in their dreams, and the frightened passing glances of dames who've found themselves on the darkest side of a mans lust.
Yeah we see it coming but we don't have the answers we need.
We're a lost people, but we're fighter's - you and I - and even though one more war won't stop other's from happening, we tell ourselves it will, and take up our rifles. Even though we know hanging the rapist won't keep the next one from being born, we build another gallows.
We struggle and claw our way from one possible answer to the next cuz it's in our nature to do so, cuz we're stubborn to our collective cores, and we refuse to admit that maybe there ain't no cure for what ails us.
Some turn to God, other's to men who would be gods or at least, claim to speak on their behalf, while the same age old destructions shudder across the planet like a Lunger's cough.
I guess I'm lucky in a way. I can say that - despite my failures up until now - I found my last war. I got myself a final battle to wage in the hope of making a difference in the ways of the world, however small or insignificant. I can say I tried.
So why do I feel like I just got kicked in the balls when I really just took a poke in the chops?
Why do I feel like my war was over just as fast and resolutely as Martini's?
Pitt... that sunovabitch Pitt.
He's looking at me wide-eyed and running his fingers over the venom dripping indents in the thick leather strap running over his shoulder and across the chest of his uniform. He's saying something to me about how I had that punch coming, and he wants his badge back, and "What in the name of God are you doing with a snake down your jacket?" and he doesn't realize yet how bad he's messed up by showing up at this time, in this place.
I'm looking at him for the first time again and I'm hating what I see.
Jesus, I've been a fool. Even now I'm a puppet.
He's younger than I thought but older too. His face is rugged but I'd guess him to be in his early twenties. His face is still smooth and youthfully stubble free but I can see experience behind his dark eyes. I can see the hidden emptiness there too.
One hand around Lust's hissing neck, the other held out, and a request.
"Give a dying man a hand up will ya?"
He's still playing the game, so he takes a tentative step forward, and when he's leaned close enough, I pull the pistol from his holster, kick him down, and now it's me standing above a shocked face.
"You gone mad Kane?"
"It was you, you bastard. All this time it was you."
"Huh? I don't follow?"
But he does, and I'm following more with each passing second, and he can read it on my face despite the shadow covering us both.
"Game's up kid."
His mask drops like the curtain on a final scene. He gets to his feet, scowls blatant disgust at me, and brushes himself off.
"Getting kind of sick of you stealing my stuff."
"Shaddup or I'll plug ya."
"No you won't."
"You're pretty sure of yourself."
"You plug me and you'll never know. A man like you always has to know."
"Know what?"
"Almost everything."
It ain't the fact that he's right that has my finger tightening on the trigger, it's everything else. It's his arrogant sneer and my embarrassment at having been a pawn that's burning through me, just as sure as the liquid fire in my belly.
"You didn't respond to a call that night in my office did ya Pitt? You were outside already. It was your pets who came for Delilah. It was you she was scared of. Scared enough to take her own life. You took my stuff so I couldn't leave town. You told Delaney to hit me deep enough to make it count."
He doesn't say a word but the corners of his mouth speak volumes so I continue.
"It wasn't a coincidence, you drove me to Ngana's. You watched me go in and followed me when I left."
"I been on you since the beginning..."
"Then my office, you didn't call in Six's death, and now here... you didn't think I'd figure it out eventually?"
"No I didn't. Truth is, I didn't figure you for anything other than headstrong. You ain't a Shamus, you're muscle, always have been. Men like you ain't known for figuring stuff out Kane."
I let my hand loose on Lust and Pitt takes a quick step back, then stops cold when the hammer on the pistol clicks back.
"Why? Why me? Who was Dalia to you? Why help me with Six?"
"I followed her from the house that night. She never leaves. She's not allowed to. The consequences for breaking Father's rules and my trust are harsh to say the least. I had to know why she would take a risk that she'd been shown a long time ago not to take. I love her you see. I always have. So I traced her path because there's only ever one reason a Succubus takes a risk like that. I was gonna wait at first. I was gonna let her do whatever it is you two do, then kill you, but jealousy took over... I could HEAR you two in there. I could hear you panting and moaning while she gave you things she's only ever given to me. So I sent my men in to take her, but they were too slow.... I never thought she would try to kill herself."
"Father and you? She was your lover? Your Sister?"
"That and more. She is the family disgrace; A succubus born into the purest line of Necromancers the world has ever known, yet she was my savior. Father's scorn has always had a singular direction. His infatuation with her failings allowed me to live outside his grip. It's allowed me to learn the art on my own terms, in my own life, and then YOU came, and made her your lover, and everything changed. When I found you on your face, I filled you with Mobian magic but you wouldn't die. I chanted it into everything that you are but it was useless against you, and then you started muttering that word."
"Necrosiac."
"Yes."
"What does it mean?"
The question bounces off him like his magic did off my branded back. He's caught in the telling of what's happened, like a murderer might be when confessing to a priest, when he knows the priest is his next target.
"You shouldn't know that word. No one outside the family should. You shouldn't have my sisters touch burnt into your back, and you should be dead from my Mobian will. You became a hated mystery, a strange sore on my skin that needed to be understood before being treated... before it became infected. I needed to know why she'd take a bullet for you, how much she'd told you, who else she'd told, and what other deceits she'd set in motion. So I got close, stayed there, and used Delaney to ensure time was of the essence."
"And Martini?"
"What about him?"
"Where does he fit in?"
"He doesn't. He was on your back for something else. I never had any dealings with the man."
"Someone put him up to his war. Someone from inside your house..."
"My Father's house, and I don't know. It doesn't matter. Delaney's got a big mouth. He called me and told me about Martini's plans. Dumb Pug bastard always had a soft spot for me. He told me the city wasn't gonna be a good place for anyone not on the take for awhile and begged me to get out of town..."
"... and you played along. You told him OK, then hung up and called your Dad."
"We don't choose our families Kane."
"Yeah we do Pitt. After a time, we do."
He chuckles and the sneer leaves his face, he's suddenly tired and sad, and I'm shamed that I never saw through his act in the two years that I've know him.
We take a moment to let the revelations sink in, and when he starts asking questions I answer, because I need the time to decide what to do about him, and because they tell me more than I expected.
"How long has Dalia been coming to you?"
"That night was the first and last. She came and burnt me and you know the rest."
"You lie. She wouldn't take the chances she did unless she was in love."
"I ain't got no reason to lie to you now. I never met her before."
"What did she tell you? What happened at Kingsleys?"
"You don't know?"
"Know what? I followed you there then watched you leave in a hurry."
"That wasn't your man at the window?"
He doesn't answer, just frowns.
"The old Necromancer and the boy?"
His eyes go wide and he glances around again, and then mutters a name almost too low for me to hear.
"Luis."
"He work for your father?"
Pitt takes another step back and wraps his arms around himself as if he's suddenly cold.
"Time to go Kane."
"I can't let you go kid."
"You can't kill me."
"Why not?"
"Cuz I'll reanimate. I'll come back. You're gonna have to use everything you got to put me down and keep me there, and then you'll never make it into the house. Soon as you start shooting, every one of my father's men will come out after you."
"Maybe I don't care about that. Maybe I'm happy enough labeling you as the reason for all this. I'm thinking I can tear you up enough with the Tommygun to put you down long enough to take care of the rest of you with my bare hands."
That sneer is back and it makes me uneasy, cuz it means he still has a card to play and I let him take one more step into the shadows.
"You do that, and you'll never know."
"What more is there?"
"Everything."
"You told me enough."
"No. I told you almost enough. You still don't know who's pulling your strings and it don't matter what the old black sorceress did to you, you still gotta have some of Dalia's burn in you."
"Dalia..."
"She's not dead."
"I saw her..."
"You saw her what? You saw her blood is all. She's alive, no thanks to you. The heart of a Succubus is strong. It goes on, even with a hole in it. She's alive and in that house, and I'm going to enjoy watching you try to get to her. You don't stand a chance against the things inside my fathers home Kane. I was born into the life and I still get nightmares. I'm not gonna do a thing to you. I'm gonna sit and watch. Yeah, that'll be your punishment, and my payment for your wrongs, and when my father gets ahold of you, and your screams fill the halls, I'll cry with joy."
Lust hisses and lunges, but he steps back well out of range and before I can do anything, the night has swallowed him whole save his voice floating from behind me somehow, faint and empty like a hollow recollection.
"Look in the basement."
Yeah, friends, the problem with the world is that we don't know shit, and right now, despite everything Pitt has told me, I feel like I know even less.
I came here to kill one man and now I have to kill three.
Pitt, his father, and an old Necromancer named Luis.
And Dalia's alive, and it shouldn't matter, but suddenly I can smell her on the wind, and I know I'm gonna kill my way to her or die trying.
A cough and a splash of blood and the world is telling me it's time to go.
Lust hisses once more into the darkness then rests its head on my shoulder and goes still.
Yeah, I don't know shit, but I still have my good war to fight, and that'll have to be enough, so I turn and creep towards the home that gives evil men nightmares.
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Submitted by MyNameIsTim (user info) at 2006-01-25 11:33:38 EST (#)
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Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2006-01-19 14:06:20 EST (#)
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Oh Yeah,
Zak,
Mattaius at Rest got too big. It was gonna become the sequel, and I didn't want to got there, so I let it lie.
Submitted by Yes (user info) at 2006-01-19 13:03:39 EST (#)
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I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy!
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2006-01-19 12:42:22 EST (#)
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Ceas,
Thanks, yeah it was originally Pitt but then I changed it at the last second, but neglected to change the post name.
Hadley,
Bro, I don't mind being ignored one little bit.
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2006-01-19 11:23:24 EST (#)
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Exactly what I needed.
Submitted by HadToBeDone (user info) at 2006-01-19 10:20:14 EST (#)
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This is what happens when people aren't threatened by Urbane's twat. You get ignored.
I'm out of dollars.
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Submitted by GodLovesALittleLovin (user info) at 2006-01-19 09:26:43 EST (#)
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I just wrote a three-paragraphed rant on why I like your stuff so much about the cohesiveness and readability of each single entry, then decided I could get hired for gay porn with all the dick I was sucking. So, I'll just say that you fucking rock instead.
Submitted by zakalwe (user info) at 2006-01-19 09:18:24 EST (#)
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I didn't realise these igneous things were necrosiac stories, must read them at some point. did you ever finish that epilogue of necro you started, remember one entry I think.
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2006-01-19 07:30:04 EST (#)
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Awesome plot twist. And the relationship between the two men was perfectly awkward.
Is this post called Igneous Pitt or Igneous Dilemma?
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2006-01-19 04:14:54 EST (#)
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Im not reading these
Submitted by HadToBeDone (user info) at 2006-01-19 00:33:07 EST (#)
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Jesus Titty-Fucking Christ, man. From now on I want you to write and I'll post.
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Submitted by simple_catalyst (user info) at 2006-01-18 23:17:34 (#)
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damnit man you rock so fucking hard.
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yea, what he said.
Submitted by simple_catalyst (user info) at 2006-01-18 23:17:34 EST (#)
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damnit man you rock so fucking hard.
Submitted by Coyote (user info) at 2006-01-18 21:38:40 EST (#)
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No time to read since I'm on my way out the door but Snark and -2 just don't go together.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-01-18 21:13:58 EST (#)
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Non speakez Englais.