Maddy’s place

“What the FUCK?”

You winced at the sharp tone of Maddy’s voice, but made yourself look her in the eye. The woman had clearly stumbled out of bed, her hair in disarray and body dressed in a man’s oversized shirt that went down to her thighs. You briefly wondered if she was wearing underwear when her voice rose another octave.

“ Do you have any idea how stupid this was?” She jabbed at you with manicured finger. “You show up in the middle of the night with some half-naked bimbo….what if the neighbours had seen you? What if my boyfriend had been home, and what would I have said then? You can’t fuck up my life like this.”

“I had nowhere else to go!” You retorted. “We had to get off the streets, and god knows how many eyes your brother has watching this town. Besides,,” you gestured to the girl, who was sitting on a stool in the kitchen, sipping on a mug of coco,“I found her in your brother’s basement.”

The look of fury that had been carved into Maddy’s face was gone in an instant. It flew off, as if she had been slapped. “She’s came from…” alarm danced across her face, “you don’t know what you’ve done…”

“Huh?” You were gobsmacked, “I saved her.”

“No you don’t understand what he does to them-“

But before you could even give voice to the question, an explosion of pain struck you as a coffee mug smashed into the side of your head. Your vision swam, and the world rose up to meet you. You were on your back, in a daze while the tiny apartment turned to chaos.

There was a grunt of **** as the girl wrestled Maddy to the ground, hands ready to throttle the other woman. The bimbo’s face was drawn back into a snarl as her hands found themselves around Maddy’s throat. “Must…serve…the Master…”

You had to get up, had to do something. But everything felt so far away, your limbs felt like jelly, and warm blood ran down the side of your head. It was hard to keep awake, hard to focus on anything.

Maddy’s face was turning from a deep red into an ugly purple, her eyes bulging as she gasped for air. Her hands scratched and clawed at the bimbo, but it did little. It was like the young woman had turned off her pain receptors, all that mattered was fulfilling whatever horrible task her master had installed within her broken mind.

Then there was warmth, which soon became a burning flame of white hot heat that shot through you. Your eyes fell to the ring, saw it was glowing unnaturally. A voice whispered, somewhere distant an alien, “Unleash..,” it urged, “Unleash…”

Acting on the instinct of a broken and beaten animal, you did as the ring bid, unlocking something deep within your mind. There was an uncoupling of sorts, as if a lock had been opened, and you felt something peek through. Brilliant purple light shot out from the ring and struck the bimbo. She recoiled at once, gasped horribly, unnaturally, fell backwards and began to writhe in pain. Eventually she grew still, ****. Yet her eyes, which hung open, revealed a deep purple glow within an otherwise vacant skull.

Maddy gasped and coughed terribly, rubbed at her bruised throat. You might have gone over to her, but you were weak as a kitten, and the glow on your ring had not gone away.

“More…” it whispered, “more…”

Trying to contain it, you clasped a bloody hand around the jewel, only for the purple light to escape between your fingers like a laser. The purple swelled, so bright and overwhelming that it became to consume everything. You closed your eyes, trying desperately to avoid the glare, but it did little. The world became purple.

Slowly, after what felt like a thousand eternities, shape and form returned to the world, and you found yourself still on the floor of Maddy’s kitchen. Maddy herself lay **** and breathing heavy.

Your head ached, and you felt like puking as you sat up, but things seemed otherwise quiet, peaceful even. The blood on your head had dried, and the first glimmers of sunlight shone out window. You supposed you had been out for a few hours. But where had the bimbo gone?

“Oh good,” came a familiar voice, “ I thought you were going to sleep all day.”

“Now the games can really begin.”