forum OxO with Eli

Started February 26, 2023 by @False-andrew flash_on

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"Oh, they're safe - up in Heaven." Alissa chuckles.

She stares down Ares. "What will you do now?"

His eye twitches, but then…he smirks.

Alissa laughs slightly.

"What? Do you really think you have the power here?" she asks softly. "Your sister and friends are dead. If I wanted I could do the same thing to you."

He huffs, “Oh please…do me the favor.” He smirks, “And besides…you got the wrong ones…” His voice fills with sweet poison. “You can’t even travel through dimensions…how stupid are you to believe they were the real thing?”

Alissa smirks.

"Even if they aren't, kid, I can just snap my fingers and have all the information I need. As a matter of fact. . ." she replies, clicking her fingers.

Ares would be blacked out for a while. When he came to, he would be covered in blood. The memories would slowly come back to him, how he'd been taken control of and forced to kill every version of his entire family and all his friends, all the fake ones and all the real ones. Gone.

He'd come to, back in Alissa's parlor, standing right where he had been.

"Now! I know I got them." she laughs.

He gasps, staring at his hands. He goes silent, almost seeming to zone out.

"This is why you don't challenge me. I can make you do anything - including kill your loved ones." Alissa laughs, enjoying the look on Ares's face. She stands and walks over to him, bending over and placing a finger under his chin, lifting his face so his eyes met hers.

"Such a lovely look." she smiles, staring deep into the hero's eyes. "Now, do you understand? Your only job is to play with me until get bored. After all, you're the only hero in the city that can hope to beat me."

He avoids her eyes, smirking. “You know…I’ve gotta great view of your nostrils…” He grabs her wrist, gripping HARD. It almost felt bone crushing. “You have no idea what I’m capable of…” he whispers.

As soon as Ares grabs her, Alissa cracks the bones in his ears - the small ones. This would not only cause extreme pain but deafen him and give him extreme vertigo. Her red eyes were cold.

"I didn't give you permission to touch me." she says quietly and coldly.

He whimpers, covering his ears and falling to his knees. He squeezes his eyes shut, Shit… he sways slightly. “Well…sorry to tell you but-“ He hisses, “I don’t give a shit.”

Slowly, his fingers start to curl backwards, the bones and ligaments creaking and eventually snapping entirely.

"You should." she says softly.

He yelps, crumpling to the ground. He looks up at her, the whole room seemed to spin and warp. After only a few moments, the room around them both started fading to black, the same time as Ares passed out. Soon, they bother we’re surrounded by only void.

Alissa sighs wearily.

She flicks Ares's forehead, hard, a spark jumping between her finger and him, waking him again.

"No, thank you."

He jumps, his eyes opening. He looks up at her, his eyes fluttering.

“You…are just like…them…” he mutters.

"Oh, sweetheart. . . whoever they are, I am nothing like them." Alissa chuckles.

"If you want to dissociate, don't involve me." she says.

He growls, “You’ve only proved yourself wrong.” He kicks her from under her feet, just as she was about to hit the ground, she was transported back to her lair.

Alissa shrugs eloquently. "Sure I have."

She reagins her balance immediately when she's teleported back to her house. She smiles slightly.

Oh, he'll be fun to play with. . . she thinks to herself. She extends a ruby red tendril of thought towards the flickering light of Ares's mind, slowly creeping into his thoughts and whispering cruel things.

He closes his eyes, curling up in a ball. Stop being a bitch. You’re just doing what they all did…I’m used to it by now, dumbass. he snaps the thought into her own mind, his voice booming.

I can be so much worse than them, Ares. Alissa's voice coos back. After all, can you truly say anybody has cared for you purely out of the kindness of their heart?

Her voice echoed around his head, all but drowning everything else out. The people only like you because they don't know what goes on in your head. They don't understand the effort you put in to drown out your own torment, just so you can save them. And the first mistake you make - the first person you can't save - and they all turn on you. . . I ask you, is that fair? If they turn against you like they've turned against the greatest heros, what will you do? What will you have left?

He rolls his eyes, Oh don’t give me the monologue. I already know. I know no one actually cares. The reason I do what I do, is so no one else suffers like I had to. So no more children have to go through that. I KNOW they didn’t care, I KNOW they would shun me if they knew. And I don’t CARE anymore. Are you THAT stupid? You clearly gained control, you CLEARLY have all the information. You should KNOW I stopped caring. he huffs, You think you’re smart. You think you’re gonna make me realize the worlds horrible. I already KNOW. You’re not making me realize anything.

You won't succeed. There will always be someone, somewhere, suffering like you did. You can't even come close to saving everybody - why try? Alissa chuckles. And even if you could save them all, what would you do next? Kill the ones that cause that sort of abuse? You're not a killer. You need to win every battle, while I. . . I only need to win once.

He huffs, You have no idea… he chuckles, I’ve already made someone to do the killing for me…

(Possibly XD)

That's wonderful darling. But there's always someone else. Alissa laughs. There's always someone else to cause that damage. You'll never truly win.

He huffs, going silent. He pulls out his phone, completely zoning out. It seemed like his mind was completely cut off from her. Like it was ripped away from her. Once that happened, his existence seemed to disappear.

(the worst part is she's completely right about that-)

Alissa smirks to herself, her job done for the night.

(Yep- he knows it honestly-)

The next morning, Ares was still in his void, seeming to not even exist. His had put on headphones and was blasting music, trying to rid his ears of the loud ringing noise. He already knew he couldn’t defend himself from her, so why even try to go back? There was no point in trying anymore. He didn’t care. All he was focused on, was attempting to bring back his sister. Of course it wouldn’t be perfect, but he could keep her in a separate universe. Somewhere truly safe. He sighs, closing his eyes. The brightness from his already dim phone screen seemed to burn through his eyes.

(Hmmm. . . I have a few ideas now)

Alissa wakes up slowly and stretches, the slim but defined muscles of her body rippling like a cat's. She was in nothing but a set of lacy black lingerie - because she wanted to look fantastic even while she slept. She knew her body was flawless, anyways. No point in hiding perfection.

She steps out of her room, looking at the slaves that were kneeling next to the door, on either side of it. "Up. Grab me my black dress. You know which one."

They jump to their feet and smartly step off to the left, where they turned and swept down the hall, their bare backs showing evidence of whip lashes and burns.

She herself, in the meantime, slithers a chain into Ares's mind, sinking a spike deeply into his psyche. Hello friend.

He winces, Can you not be so loud? Damn. he huffs, scrolling through his phone. What do you want? I’m kinda busy deciding to not exist here. he rolls his eyes.

Well, sorry you feel that way. Alissa snorts insincerely. I'm trying to get a sense of all the ways your mind works, and it's very difficult.

The slaves bring back the dress and Alissa smiles, slipping it on.

Oh, and I was also wondering about something. . . when you see a homeless man or woman, what's your first reaction? she asks.