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Amnesia and Star Child	By : coldblood Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 1642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rosie lay bleeding, weak and unable to call for help, as one of the hooded white men had somehow found the frequency of her telepathic waves, and the evil machine was playing in the corner, out reach, scrambling her waves.
She couldn’t even find Mike - he could be dead and it would all be her fault. She should’ve listened to him - he didn’t want to go to the nightclub.
But she had his best interests at heart...
Best interests aren’t enough, Rosie thought.
She lay chained to the ground, feeling heavier than she ever had before, she could see her skin was going white, it was going whiter with every passing hour - if Mike was here he’d be saying it was something like out of the E.T. book or something. But E.T. didn’t go a bluish tinge as well.
Now she was well and truly alone, with no one in the room, no sounds beyond, and no telepathy, Rosie knew true loneliness for the first time in all her years - all one hundred and seventy three of them.
Now she could see how Mike must have felt.
The loneliness was affecting her, spiraling her weak form into a darkness she had never felt before, such sadness...
Rosie sung softly, a sound that would be pleasing to some humans.
She replayed the song of the creature in Loch Ness in her mind, singing the haunting pan flute notes, distorting the sound so it seemed to ring off as an echo forever, on and on until it faded away.
Just like it would if it was being sung in a huge lonely chasm, long and deep.
A Jii’kujiiuu couldn’t cry, not like humans, their tears were made of a special white pink blood, and seeped from the center of the chest, where the heart was located.
Rosie’s tears were oozing from that place now, the extraordinary liquid poured when the most precious connection was lost, creating pools of soft pink blood on the concrete floor mixing with the blue blood of her physical wounds.

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I don’t know how I did it - I never had done that before - ever.
Now I feel... Larger - not physically, I just feel like I can see further than before, like I know what I once didn’t.
I dunno... I guess it’s just something new.
The agony of living is there, it hurts to move at all and now I’ve been prepared for seeding, and I know it’s going to be worse.
I’m still sobbing, but there’s nothing I can do about that.
Alpha, the psycho dude, sits down next to me and caresses my cheek, gently brushing away the tears.
“This is the last thing to do hybrid. Dear old Blue... You really did well, cheating death for so long. But after this it will all be complete - you’re too dangerous now with that monster’s telepathy and all... Well, by the time we are all finished with you, it will be time to put you down. Then you can have that beautiful thing called death you’ve been trying to obtain for so long.” Alpha smiled and chuckled maliciously.
Well this is it then. I’m done - in a few hours it’ll all be over.
“Y - you will l - let... You - will let Rosie go... Won’t you.” I choke between shuddering breaths.
Alpha laughs, and just from the cruel ring in it I can tell his answer.
“Oh no - hell no! She will be dissected. Researched - pulled apart to find those interesting workings of her mind. As for you, your head will be cut off and preserved as a trophy, while the rest of your corpse will be destroyed in an acid bath... And then... Blue Theboron and Mike Shinoda will be no more.” He smirks.
I lower my gaze and sob noiselessly, tears mixing with my blood on the floor.
Alpha removes his pants and pulls down my boxers, then takes a bottle of lube and applies it to my entrance, caressing me lightly, gently - like he actually cares about it.
My wounds sting so badly, and they hurt even worse when he gets on my back and thrusts into me, digging his fingernails into my shoulders.
In the end... It doesn’t even matter... I’m nothing - I’m a hybrid at best - and who gives a shit about a hybrid?
So they’re performing the ritual of ‘seeding’, pouring pure, white blood - Superiors blood - their cum, into me, to purify my body against my filthy breeding.
There’s twenty five pure blood Superiors to get through, all of them have the right to use me however they want... And all of them have to do the ‘symbolic cut’, which means once they’re finished, they cut a horizontal line on both the right and left side of my back, each one under the last.
Over the past two days I’ve been here, they’ve performed the ritual twelve times.
I deserve it all I guess... It’s just the way it is. I’m part Japanese and those people shouldn’t exist, so I’ve got to pay for it.
Alpha screams out, grabbing my hair and pulling tightly - I can feel his cum pouring deep into me, and I can’t help but leak out a fresh wave of tears, sobbing once more, barely caring that he’s using the ritual knife to slice open my skin over the scabbing wounds of the whippings I got only half an hour ago.
What’s it all worth? In the end we all go on to the unknown. We all die and disappear to somewhere no one knows.
I’m getting older - everyday I get older, time never stops and I mean nothing to the grand scheme of things.
Beta comes in and begins his performance, strapping a collar to my neck and jerking the chain as he rides me like a horse.
It doesn’t matter. Every tear that falls can’t change the destruction of humanity, the imminent collapse of all society... Nothing was and nothing will ever be.
For all I have done... For everything I am, I deserve to die... Time’s up and I can only accept that.
In a misery that I can’t describe the degree of, I sob, crying ceaselessly all through each turn, desperately longing for someone to just end it now.
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