Suzy’s Strange Saga
“Bobby, I’m coming with you and I’m not budging on this. We’re going to take out this crazy bastard together. I’ll worry less if I’m with you watching your back.” You say.
You half expect Bobby to argue, but that doesn’t happen. Instead he smiles and then kisses you on the lips quickly.
“Okay then, you’re with me. Helen! You’re going to be guarding this area alone. Do you think you’re up to it?” Bobby asks.
“I am.” Helen says with a nod still attempting to not look nervous.
“Okay. Remember, if you see Aaron shoot him on sight and don’t even think about it. Oh and if Ronald and Denise ever come out of hiding and pass through here, tell them to fucking help you.”
With that last bit of advice, you and Bobby proceed to head towards the left wing of the house.
You and Bobby cautiously walk through the corridor keeping your eyes and ears open for any sign of Aaron, but so far you haven’t seen or heard him. The smell of gunpowder and smoke is in the air of part of the house and peering in one of the rooms you see the results of Aaron’s grenades.
The room is charred, blackened and wrecked. Whatever items were in this room have been completely destroyed and there is now a large hole allowing direct entry from the outside to the inside.
“So much for the second den. Glad none of my personal stuff was in here. (Sigh) One more thing to fix.” Bobby remarks.
“He either wounded himself during or you must’ve hit him from before, look.” You say and point at small splotches of blood in the room and creating a trail going to one of the other doors. (Or rather the entryway since the door itself is in pieces and not even on the hinges anymore.)
“Yep, he’s going towards the dungeon. Knew he’d be somewhat predictable.” Bobby says and the pair of you follows the blood trail.
You pass through a series of room to get to your destination. Some furnished, some empty. The left wing of this house seems to be designed a little oddly though, almost mazelike. Eventually you get to a small room that has a door leading to what you assume is the dungeon Bobby mentioned.
“Well he’s probably down there. The blood trail is heading down and we would’ve seen him if he’d doubled back. You ready?” Bobby asks.
“Yeah.” You remark.
“No seriously. Are you ready? Because while I know you’ve got your mindset on killing Aaron, you MIGHT very well have to kill whatever prisoners he’s managed to convince to help him. You might be less inclined to kill them due to them…well having a legitimate reason for wanting to escape.”
“Bobby, I already told you, I’m with you on this one hundred percent. If that means shooting a few prisoners well Tiamat’s going to be getting a few extra souls to eat early or something.” You say causing Bobby to chuckle a bit.
“Well that’s not exactly how it works, but as always I’m touched by your enthusiasm.”
“You’re going to be touched all over by my enthusiasm after this is over.” You say and then give him a deep tongue kiss along with a firm caress to his crotch.
“Whoa, easy there girl. We’ll get to that. Let’s take care of this first.” Bobby says reluctantly pulling back from you.
To be honest, you’re not even sure what came over you. Maybe you’re starting to not only accept this type of life, but enjoying it as well which might concern you more if you weren’t in the middle of hunting someone down and shooting them.
Bobby descends first and then you. While descending you start to catch the sent of what a dungeon full of unwashed prisoners locked in it smells like. It isn’t the most pleasant, but actually better than you expected from a dungeon.
When you get downstairs the dungeon is relatively well lit. You see rows of empty cages to the left and right side and on the very far end you see Aaron who has a group of what you presume to be the prisoners. He’s apparently bullied them into acting as a human barrier.
They’re a mixture of old, young, male and female and they’re a dirty, miserable and practically naked lot. Most of them are barely standing up. Looks like taking care of them wasn’t high on Bobby’s list though then again why would it?
At this point if you have to shoot them (which seems likely) you think you’d be doing them a favor.
Aaron himself doesn’t look all that great from what you can see of him. He’s obviously been wounded and this is his last ditch effort to…well whatever his grand plan was. He’s holding something in his hand though above his head, probably another grenade.
“You think you’ve won? Hah! I’ve already beaten you! You kill me and this grenade drops, then what will you do for sacrifices? You’ll have to go out and get more and I guarantee NONE of you are prepared for the beautiful chaos that lies outside. None of you are truly worthy of Tia…” Aaron rambles insanely.
Aaron is completely delusional at this point. Bobby doesn’t even argue with him, the whole time Aaron is talking, Bobby is taking careful aim at his head. A single shot drops Aaron and then Bobby tells you to run which you both do up the stairs.
You get to the top just in time for the grenade to explode. No harm done to you, but you can imagine the mess that’s down in the dungeon now.
“You okay?” Bobby asks.
“I’m fine. Guess you’ll have to repair your dungeon too.” You say.
“Yeah…fuck!” Bobby yells and slams his fist into the floor.
“What’s wrong? Didn’t we win?”
“That sonofabitch killed all the prisoners! Now who the hell are we supposed to sacrifice for the wedding tomorrow?!”
“Well…do I have to sacrifice someone? I mean I’m not asking because I don’t want to do it. I’m just asking is it absolutely necessary for the wedding? I mean couldn’t I make a sacrifice later when we get someone else? I mean I’ll even come with you to make the capture.”
“(Sigh) No…I suppose in the scheme of things it isn’t necessary. I just wanted everything to be perfect. I dunno…Aaron might’ve been right about one thing. Maybe I am a little caught up in ritual…but still I THINK it’s important to revere Tiamat in a formal way! Just because I’m not completely running amok stealing army trucks and throwing explosives at shit doesn’t make me any less dedicated to glorious chaos! I mean…does it?”
And that’s your cue to support the fragile male ego again.
“Well of course it doesn’t my love. Your way is obviously a more intelligent approach to chaos. Just because something is chaotic, doesn’t mean it’s mindless. You’re playing the long game and attempting to build a dynasty. Instead of burning out quick, you’re plotting and planning labyrinthian schemes to eventually burn them all.” You say while looking into Bobby’s eyes and stroking the side of his face.
“I’m so glad you understand me.” Bobby remarks and hugs you tightly.
Bobby really does always feel completely better with just a few supportive words from you. Its sort of amazing really since you didn’t realize you had this sort of power over him, then again you two were never really in a situation like this before except the first time you met and that was when you counted on him to “rescue you.” That dynamic has clearly changed. You guess this is what his grandmother meant when she spoke to you in the dream.
In any case Bobby tells you he’s going to check the dungeon to see if maybe there were any survivors just in case. You offer to help, but he says there’s no point in both of you trudging through blood and gore, which is probably covering the place. You tell him you’ll just wait for him and kiss him before he heads back downstairs.
No sooner has Bobby left, when you hear footsteps coming from the room nearby. Still paranoid, you hold up your pistol not knowing who is coming through
“Who’s there?” you ask.
“Hold on! It’s just me! Don’t shoot!” you hear a female voice say.
“Helen?”
“Yeah, it’s me! Is everything okay here? Heard another loud explosion in this direction.” Helen says and enters the room cautiously.
“Yeah everything’s fine. Aaron’s dead. How come you’re not guarding the foyer?”
“Well I was, but then Diana showed up and…”
“Wait, you’ve seen Diana?” you interrupt and Helen’s head drops a little looking sad.
“Yeah…she was um…I dunno. She showed up in the foyer and wasn’t acting…I mean she’d always had a mean streak in her, but I just couldn’t take it…”
You aren’t sure what happened, but obviously something occurred between Helen and her sister.
“Helen, out with it. Where is she and what happened?”
“She’s tied up in the large living room and unconscious. I had to knock her out.”
“Wait you knocked out Diana?”
“I had to. She was talking crazy like Aaron. She wanted to kill you.”
“Well that’s hardly surprising.” You say.
“Well she also wanted to kill Bobby and she wanted me to help in all this! I…I just couldn’t do that! I mean I don’t have any hatred for you (sniffle) and I love Bobby! You know? He’s the leader of this family and should be respected! I protested and tried to reason with her…but she just kept pushing and pushing like when we were kids and all my life! I couldn’t let her go through with it. (sniffle) Then she started threatening that she’d do something to the children…and I just lost it.”
“It’s okay, Helen. You did what you had to.” You say trying to keep Helen from getting too weepy.
It’s still hard to believe that Helen stood up to… well anyone, let alone her sister. Maybe your recent actions provided a bit of a model for her to follow of standing up for one’s self, maybe there was just only so much bullying she could take and that last threat was the final straw. Maybe it was a combination.
Either way, this event has given you an idea.
“So, she’s still alive?” you ask.
“Yeah, I mean even after all the horrible things she was saying, I still couldn’t kill her…she’s still my sister.”
“Understandable, but she still has to pay for this treachery as all who betray Tiamat do.”
You call downstairs for Bobby.
“What?” Bobby answers.
“Anyone alive down there?” you ask.
“No, just charred bloody body parts everywhere. Looks like we’ll have to do the wedding without the sacrifice.”
“No, I think we’ll be okay. Come on up.” You state with a big smile.
When Bobby comes back up you explain what recently occurred with Helen and suggest that Diana be the person you sacrifice. Bobby is silent for half a second and then agrees.
“I’m not going to say I’m ecstatic about this, but it is what it is. You are my soon to be wife and Diana has proven to be a traitor. Death by your hand is certainly a fitting punishment. Do you have an opinion on this Helen?”” Bobby remarks.
“I…my opinion on the matter is unimportant…. It’s just…very sad that Diana couldn’t have been… nicer. I support you Bobby and you too Suzy.” Helen says obviously upset.
With that settled, Bobby, you and Helen all make your way back to where Helen said she tied up Diana. When you arrive, you see Diana unconscious on the floor with her arms and legs hogtied tightly with a bunch of duct tape and also her mouth covered with it.
You also see Denise and Ronald nearly setting her free! Bobby scolds them of course and brings them up to date on the situation. Helen excuses herself and says she wants to check on the children and tell them everything has calmed down now.
“Yeah and tell Veronica and Brandon they can come down too. Them and YOU two, I need to have a long talk with. ” Bobby says pointing at Denise and Ronald who are somewhat a little worried about Bobby’s comment.
“What about her? Where are you going to keep her?” you ask pointing to Diana.
“Well there are still a couple of intact cages down in the dungeon. I’ll probably throw her unconscious ass in one of them and she won’t be coming up until the big day tomorrow. Shit, there’s so much to do, cleaning up, getting prepared, (Sigh) well we better get started.”
Bobby tells you not to worry about doing anything as you did enough today just standing by him and he wants you to just rest up for tomorrow. You offer to help, but he really won’t hear of it. You don’t press the issue since hey if he doesn’t want you doing any work, you’re not going to argue about that. Before you leave he tells you that he’s got a spare gun in his clothing drawer just in case of an emergency.
You grab a quick meal from the kitchen before heading back to the bedroom where you stay for the rest of the day and night. You hear noise occasionally from downstairs. At one point you hear the sound of vehicles outside and looking out the window you see someone driving the damaged army truck in front of where Aaron crashed through the gate as a temporary barrier you guess.
You stay up for Bobby as long as you can, but eventually you realize he’s really focused on trying to fix and clean up the house as much as he can and probably won’t be back anytime soon. Too bad, since you weren’t kidding about displaying your enthusiasm to him after the Wild West shootout was over.
Taking matters into your own hands with your battery powered substitute, you satisfy yourself before going to sleep, hoping that tonight’s dream doesn’t have you deep throating the Washington Monument or something.
You half expect Bobby to argue, but that doesn’t happen. Instead he smiles and then kisses you on the lips quickly.
“Okay then, you’re with me. Helen! You’re going to be guarding this area alone. Do you think you’re up to it?” Bobby asks.
“I am.” Helen says with a nod still attempting to not look nervous.
“Okay. Remember, if you see Aaron shoot him on sight and don’t even think about it. Oh and if Ronald and Denise ever come out of hiding and pass through here, tell them to fucking help you.”
With that last bit of advice, you and Bobby proceed to head towards the left wing of the house.
You and Bobby cautiously walk through the corridor keeping your eyes and ears open for any sign of Aaron, but so far you haven’t seen or heard him. The smell of gunpowder and smoke is in the air of part of the house and peering in one of the rooms you see the results of Aaron’s grenades.
The room is charred, blackened and wrecked. Whatever items were in this room have been completely destroyed and there is now a large hole allowing direct entry from the outside to the inside.
“So much for the second den. Glad none of my personal stuff was in here. (Sigh) One more thing to fix.” Bobby remarks.
“He either wounded himself during or you must’ve hit him from before, look.” You say and point at small splotches of blood in the room and creating a trail going to one of the other doors. (Or rather the entryway since the door itself is in pieces and not even on the hinges anymore.)
“Yep, he’s going towards the dungeon. Knew he’d be somewhat predictable.” Bobby says and the pair of you follows the blood trail.
You pass through a series of room to get to your destination. Some furnished, some empty. The left wing of this house seems to be designed a little oddly though, almost mazelike. Eventually you get to a small room that has a door leading to what you assume is the dungeon Bobby mentioned.
“Well he’s probably down there. The blood trail is heading down and we would’ve seen him if he’d doubled back. You ready?” Bobby asks.
“Yeah.” You remark.
“No seriously. Are you ready? Because while I know you’ve got your mindset on killing Aaron, you MIGHT very well have to kill whatever prisoners he’s managed to convince to help him. You might be less inclined to kill them due to them…well having a legitimate reason for wanting to escape.”
“Bobby, I already told you, I’m with you on this one hundred percent. If that means shooting a few prisoners well Tiamat’s going to be getting a few extra souls to eat early or something.” You say causing Bobby to chuckle a bit.
“Well that’s not exactly how it works, but as always I’m touched by your enthusiasm.”
“You’re going to be touched all over by my enthusiasm after this is over.” You say and then give him a deep tongue kiss along with a firm caress to his crotch.
“Whoa, easy there girl. We’ll get to that. Let’s take care of this first.” Bobby says reluctantly pulling back from you.
To be honest, you’re not even sure what came over you. Maybe you’re starting to not only accept this type of life, but enjoying it as well which might concern you more if you weren’t in the middle of hunting someone down and shooting them.
Bobby descends first and then you. While descending you start to catch the sent of what a dungeon full of unwashed prisoners locked in it smells like. It isn’t the most pleasant, but actually better than you expected from a dungeon.
When you get downstairs the dungeon is relatively well lit. You see rows of empty cages to the left and right side and on the very far end you see Aaron who has a group of what you presume to be the prisoners. He’s apparently bullied them into acting as a human barrier.
They’re a mixture of old, young, male and female and they’re a dirty, miserable and practically naked lot. Most of them are barely standing up. Looks like taking care of them wasn’t high on Bobby’s list though then again why would it?
At this point if you have to shoot them (which seems likely) you think you’d be doing them a favor.
Aaron himself doesn’t look all that great from what you can see of him. He’s obviously been wounded and this is his last ditch effort to…well whatever his grand plan was. He’s holding something in his hand though above his head, probably another grenade.
“You think you’ve won? Hah! I’ve already beaten you! You kill me and this grenade drops, then what will you do for sacrifices? You’ll have to go out and get more and I guarantee NONE of you are prepared for the beautiful chaos that lies outside. None of you are truly worthy of Tia…” Aaron rambles insanely.
Aaron is completely delusional at this point. Bobby doesn’t even argue with him, the whole time Aaron is talking, Bobby is taking careful aim at his head. A single shot drops Aaron and then Bobby tells you to run which you both do up the stairs.
You get to the top just in time for the grenade to explode. No harm done to you, but you can imagine the mess that’s down in the dungeon now.
“You okay?” Bobby asks.
“I’m fine. Guess you’ll have to repair your dungeon too.” You say.
“Yeah…fuck!” Bobby yells and slams his fist into the floor.
“What’s wrong? Didn’t we win?”
“That sonofabitch killed all the prisoners! Now who the hell are we supposed to sacrifice for the wedding tomorrow?!”
“Well…do I have to sacrifice someone? I mean I’m not asking because I don’t want to do it. I’m just asking is it absolutely necessary for the wedding? I mean couldn’t I make a sacrifice later when we get someone else? I mean I’ll even come with you to make the capture.”
“(Sigh) No…I suppose in the scheme of things it isn’t necessary. I just wanted everything to be perfect. I dunno…Aaron might’ve been right about one thing. Maybe I am a little caught up in ritual…but still I THINK it’s important to revere Tiamat in a formal way! Just because I’m not completely running amok stealing army trucks and throwing explosives at shit doesn’t make me any less dedicated to glorious chaos! I mean…does it?”
And that’s your cue to support the fragile male ego again.
“Well of course it doesn’t my love. Your way is obviously a more intelligent approach to chaos. Just because something is chaotic, doesn’t mean it’s mindless. You’re playing the long game and attempting to build a dynasty. Instead of burning out quick, you’re plotting and planning labyrinthian schemes to eventually burn them all.” You say while looking into Bobby’s eyes and stroking the side of his face.
“I’m so glad you understand me.” Bobby remarks and hugs you tightly.
Bobby really does always feel completely better with just a few supportive words from you. Its sort of amazing really since you didn’t realize you had this sort of power over him, then again you two were never really in a situation like this before except the first time you met and that was when you counted on him to “rescue you.” That dynamic has clearly changed. You guess this is what his grandmother meant when she spoke to you in the dream.
In any case Bobby tells you he’s going to check the dungeon to see if maybe there were any survivors just in case. You offer to help, but he says there’s no point in both of you trudging through blood and gore, which is probably covering the place. You tell him you’ll just wait for him and kiss him before he heads back downstairs.
No sooner has Bobby left, when you hear footsteps coming from the room nearby. Still paranoid, you hold up your pistol not knowing who is coming through
“Who’s there?” you ask.
“Hold on! It’s just me! Don’t shoot!” you hear a female voice say.
“Helen?”
“Yeah, it’s me! Is everything okay here? Heard another loud explosion in this direction.” Helen says and enters the room cautiously.
“Yeah everything’s fine. Aaron’s dead. How come you’re not guarding the foyer?”
“Well I was, but then Diana showed up and…”
“Wait, you’ve seen Diana?” you interrupt and Helen’s head drops a little looking sad.
“Yeah…she was um…I dunno. She showed up in the foyer and wasn’t acting…I mean she’d always had a mean streak in her, but I just couldn’t take it…”
You aren’t sure what happened, but obviously something occurred between Helen and her sister.
“Helen, out with it. Where is she and what happened?”
“She’s tied up in the large living room and unconscious. I had to knock her out.”
“Wait you knocked out Diana?”
“I had to. She was talking crazy like Aaron. She wanted to kill you.”
“Well that’s hardly surprising.” You say.
“Well she also wanted to kill Bobby and she wanted me to help in all this! I…I just couldn’t do that! I mean I don’t have any hatred for you (sniffle) and I love Bobby! You know? He’s the leader of this family and should be respected! I protested and tried to reason with her…but she just kept pushing and pushing like when we were kids and all my life! I couldn’t let her go through with it. (sniffle) Then she started threatening that she’d do something to the children…and I just lost it.”
“It’s okay, Helen. You did what you had to.” You say trying to keep Helen from getting too weepy.
It’s still hard to believe that Helen stood up to… well anyone, let alone her sister. Maybe your recent actions provided a bit of a model for her to follow of standing up for one’s self, maybe there was just only so much bullying she could take and that last threat was the final straw. Maybe it was a combination.
Either way, this event has given you an idea.
“So, she’s still alive?” you ask.
“Yeah, I mean even after all the horrible things she was saying, I still couldn’t kill her…she’s still my sister.”
“Understandable, but she still has to pay for this treachery as all who betray Tiamat do.”
You call downstairs for Bobby.
“What?” Bobby answers.
“Anyone alive down there?” you ask.
“No, just charred bloody body parts everywhere. Looks like we’ll have to do the wedding without the sacrifice.”
“No, I think we’ll be okay. Come on up.” You state with a big smile.
When Bobby comes back up you explain what recently occurred with Helen and suggest that Diana be the person you sacrifice. Bobby is silent for half a second and then agrees.
“I’m not going to say I’m ecstatic about this, but it is what it is. You are my soon to be wife and Diana has proven to be a traitor. Death by your hand is certainly a fitting punishment. Do you have an opinion on this Helen?”” Bobby remarks.
“I…my opinion on the matter is unimportant…. It’s just…very sad that Diana couldn’t have been… nicer. I support you Bobby and you too Suzy.” Helen says obviously upset.
With that settled, Bobby, you and Helen all make your way back to where Helen said she tied up Diana. When you arrive, you see Diana unconscious on the floor with her arms and legs hogtied tightly with a bunch of duct tape and also her mouth covered with it.
You also see Denise and Ronald nearly setting her free! Bobby scolds them of course and brings them up to date on the situation. Helen excuses herself and says she wants to check on the children and tell them everything has calmed down now.
“Yeah and tell Veronica and Brandon they can come down too. Them and YOU two, I need to have a long talk with. ” Bobby says pointing at Denise and Ronald who are somewhat a little worried about Bobby’s comment.
“What about her? Where are you going to keep her?” you ask pointing to Diana.
“Well there are still a couple of intact cages down in the dungeon. I’ll probably throw her unconscious ass in one of them and she won’t be coming up until the big day tomorrow. Shit, there’s so much to do, cleaning up, getting prepared, (Sigh) well we better get started.”
Bobby tells you not to worry about doing anything as you did enough today just standing by him and he wants you to just rest up for tomorrow. You offer to help, but he really won’t hear of it. You don’t press the issue since hey if he doesn’t want you doing any work, you’re not going to argue about that. Before you leave he tells you that he’s got a spare gun in his clothing drawer just in case of an emergency.
You grab a quick meal from the kitchen before heading back to the bedroom where you stay for the rest of the day and night. You hear noise occasionally from downstairs. At one point you hear the sound of vehicles outside and looking out the window you see someone driving the damaged army truck in front of where Aaron crashed through the gate as a temporary barrier you guess.
You stay up for Bobby as long as you can, but eventually you realize he’s really focused on trying to fix and clean up the house as much as he can and probably won’t be back anytime soon. Too bad, since you weren’t kidding about displaying your enthusiasm to him after the Wild West shootout was over.
Taking matters into your own hands with your battery powered substitute, you satisfy yourself before going to sleep, hoping that tonight’s dream doesn’t have you deep throating the Washington Monument or something.