Post by Natasha Walker on Apr 25, 2017 22:25:03 GMT
The clang of metal against metal joined in with her as she grunted, even as her eye s focused ahead , working muscle and sinew into rhythm with the drums of her music, even then she was still angry.
Her fist pounded the bag with each breath even as she frowned, she had lost, every single step had been met with failure and all it served to do was frustrate her, all it served to do was paint her as weak, useless.
She hit the bag, again and again and again even as she could hear taunts that were not there, growling as she had to eventually stop, whatever energy expended in a fury of cardio sapping pain.
Even as she felt strength sap form her in a ragged breathe and pushed behind her to keep her stand, some otherworldly force that kept her standing even as focus snapped back into her
mind.
Again.
It was later in the day, her hands were red raw and burning even as the bag ahead of her was now mostly broken, she walked , no she dragged herself to the car and leant on the cool metal, even as she remembered watching floor meeting face Gabriela at her side eyes closing as she groaned a bit to herself.
I didnât say you could stop, Valentine, you stopâŚyou die Keep going.
She remembered that voice even ashes was on the apron, warning her of the incoming danger, but she was too carried away, too careless, to angry, she remembered to listen to that voice a little more often as she climbed back into the car.
This time will be different.
We fade in on Maxine sat down hands clasped, Mask off but the rest of the area about her almost pristine white as she smirks and growls deeply into the camera.
âFiona Mcfly.â
She shook her and looks up to sky with an almost smirk as she shrugs wondering what else there is to say as she just states it again.
âFionaâŚMcFlyâ
Thereâs another huff of breath as she rings her hands gain and the Pristine âcleanâ room remains in shot as she rubs at her face with those hands.
âMy first true test lays in the hands of you, A preacher, a crusader , a fighter âŚâ
A small smirk.
âA Demagogue with no logic, I have seen folk yourself rise and fall all over, like anyone else you see yourself as a hero, fighting for the noble causes, fighting for what it right and fighting because you can. When really I see the truth. â
Max spit and leans forwards and echoes an earlier statement from all of her others, even as she rocks back and forth in slight apprehension, anger? Nervousness? Fear?
âYouâre scared, and frightened and angry and you only look out for one person in the end, there Is one place where your story begins and ends, and itâs not with your loved ones, no youâre too selfish for that Fiona.. It starts and ends with you.â
Max shrugs.
âWhatever helps you sleep at night Mcfly."
Back to looking to the camera.
"Me? Iâm more honest than any of you, I admit freely that I am what everyone says I am, A brute, a monster a fierce machine who looks only on the dotted line as it suits me , They say the more you gaze into the abyss the more it gazes back, there is a difference between you and I Fiona, every time that Abyss reaches forwards..â
She grins a little more.
âYou blink."
She chuckles deeply enjoying that mental image.
" Because youâre afraid, you were gifted an opportunity and you let it drift through your fingers yet again, I donât know you Fiona, I only know your name as it echos through empty halls as a whisper, I sense you fear as you come towards me knowing I have to be the one you use to maintain someâŚstanding some footing I am the one they have placed ahead of you. "
She grins a little deeper, head tilting forwards as she gazes with that Slasher smile.
âYou are my example, Charity Crowne, The Diamonds in the Rough?"
She looks like she's thinking about it beforeher jaw sets and her eyes dig right back into the camera
"That is the past. There is only one way and that is through you. I donât care about lessons, I donât care about respect All I care about is you are mine for as long as I want to play with you, little girl, and you will fight I expect nothing less , I had hoped for somebody else but you will do.â
She snorted and leaned back with a wry grin.
âYeah, youâll do, everyone has discounted me from beginning to end, you Fiona? You are where that stops.â
Max shakes her head, almost in pity, her tone almost playful now.
âI expect you quite fully to express your rage and contempt your defiance at the dark, I fully expect you to throw everything you have at me to stand tall as the glorious underdog.â
She smirks a little more.
âYou will learn, very quickly Fiona that I will be done with you whenever I want to be done, the Virus will spread, There âis- no cure and in the end there will be me leaving to wonder why it is the world hates you so.â
She shakes her head.
âAnd the best part of all this? Iâm getting paid to do it to you. See You Soon⌠McFly.â
She stands up to grab her gas mask, slipping it over her face even as the airlock blows some over the lens and we fade out to white.
Fin.
Her fist pounded the bag with each breath even as she frowned, she had lost, every single step had been met with failure and all it served to do was frustrate her, all it served to do was paint her as weak, useless.
She hit the bag, again and again and again even as she could hear taunts that were not there, growling as she had to eventually stop, whatever energy expended in a fury of cardio sapping pain.
Even as she felt strength sap form her in a ragged breathe and pushed behind her to keep her stand, some otherworldly force that kept her standing even as focus snapped back into her
mind.
Again.
It was later in the day, her hands were red raw and burning even as the bag ahead of her was now mostly broken, she walked , no she dragged herself to the car and leant on the cool metal, even as she remembered watching floor meeting face Gabriela at her side eyes closing as she groaned a bit to herself.
I didnât say you could stop, Valentine, you stopâŚyou die Keep going.
She remembered that voice even ashes was on the apron, warning her of the incoming danger, but she was too carried away, too careless, to angry, she remembered to listen to that voice a little more often as she climbed back into the car.
This time will be different.
We fade in on Maxine sat down hands clasped, Mask off but the rest of the area about her almost pristine white as she smirks and growls deeply into the camera.
âFiona Mcfly.â
She shook her and looks up to sky with an almost smirk as she shrugs wondering what else there is to say as she just states it again.
âFionaâŚMcFlyâ
Thereâs another huff of breath as she rings her hands gain and the Pristine âcleanâ room remains in shot as she rubs at her face with those hands.
âMy first true test lays in the hands of you, A preacher, a crusader , a fighter âŚâ
A small smirk.
âA Demagogue with no logic, I have seen folk yourself rise and fall all over, like anyone else you see yourself as a hero, fighting for the noble causes, fighting for what it right and fighting because you can. When really I see the truth. â
Max spit and leans forwards and echoes an earlier statement from all of her others, even as she rocks back and forth in slight apprehension, anger? Nervousness? Fear?
âYouâre scared, and frightened and angry and you only look out for one person in the end, there Is one place where your story begins and ends, and itâs not with your loved ones, no youâre too selfish for that Fiona.. It starts and ends with you.â
Max shrugs.
âWhatever helps you sleep at night Mcfly."
Back to looking to the camera.
"Me? Iâm more honest than any of you, I admit freely that I am what everyone says I am, A brute, a monster a fierce machine who looks only on the dotted line as it suits me , They say the more you gaze into the abyss the more it gazes back, there is a difference between you and I Fiona, every time that Abyss reaches forwards..â
She grins a little more.
âYou blink."
She chuckles deeply enjoying that mental image.
" Because youâre afraid, you were gifted an opportunity and you let it drift through your fingers yet again, I donât know you Fiona, I only know your name as it echos through empty halls as a whisper, I sense you fear as you come towards me knowing I have to be the one you use to maintain someâŚstanding some footing I am the one they have placed ahead of you. "
She grins a little deeper, head tilting forwards as she gazes with that Slasher smile.
âYou are my example, Charity Crowne, The Diamonds in the Rough?"
She looks like she's thinking about it beforeher jaw sets and her eyes dig right back into the camera
"That is the past. There is only one way and that is through you. I donât care about lessons, I donât care about respect All I care about is you are mine for as long as I want to play with you, little girl, and you will fight I expect nothing less , I had hoped for somebody else but you will do.â
She snorted and leaned back with a wry grin.
âYeah, youâll do, everyone has discounted me from beginning to end, you Fiona? You are where that stops.â
Max shakes her head, almost in pity, her tone almost playful now.
âI expect you quite fully to express your rage and contempt your defiance at the dark, I fully expect you to throw everything you have at me to stand tall as the glorious underdog.â
She smirks a little more.
âYou will learn, very quickly Fiona that I will be done with you whenever I want to be done, the Virus will spread, There âis- no cure and in the end there will be me leaving to wonder why it is the world hates you so.â
She shakes her head.
âAnd the best part of all this? Iâm getting paid to do it to you. See You Soon⌠McFly.â
She stands up to grab her gas mask, slipping it over her face even as the airlock blows some over the lens and we fade out to white.
Fin.
Well howdy there pardner.