Why is it that the words the Queen of the Succubi speaks are not always taken for what they are? Is it that her words are riddles or are they words that tell your own truths?
Desires – Truths
By MZ and Tera S
Her eyes still look the same…. she still has hope…. she still has love…. she must not be getting it yet… maybe she just needs time to understand her opinions don’t mean spit anymore. Maybe she even believes her own hype. Oh this is too good.
MZ began to chuckle softly… slowly it grew to outright laughter… soon he was laughing almost uncontrollably. Finally he wiped the tears from his eyes and looked back at Tera.
“Hold up a minute… you’re telling me you have agreed to obey me without question out of love for Curtis…You are obeying out of love? I’m Curtis… I spent every waking moment studying you have what you did to me. I gleamed any information I could get my hands on about you. Curtis was designed to be your perfect ideal man. I gave him every personality trait… every memory… all of it was me… Oh you silly fool. You think you’ve got it all figured out… you think you know what love is… you don’t even see how you have already betrayed your love ones. You are lying to yourself.”
“You pledged to do anything for me… you pledged to obey me in all things… then you tell me that you will not betray your loved ones?…. Ha… you have already don’t both my telling me that. Not only are you betraying the memory of “Curtis” by warning me you’ll refuse my command to lure your loved ones here, but you are also betraying the rest of your loved ones.”
“I know enough that love means you must trust in the other. You have to put yourself out there to be hurt and them to fail. I know this because I use this principle in reverse all the time. You said so yourself, “once you have love you can suffer anything for that love.” But you don’t trust your loved ones enough to let them chose to suffer anything for their love of you. In doing so, you betray the very ideal you profess to follow. What are you afraid of? Afraid that they might not love you enough to suffer for you? Or are you afraid that you’ll discover that you are actually forcing them to obey. That you have been lying to yourself and you are no better than me.”
“Either way it doesn’t matter. You will honor your promise to obey me completely and I’ll show mercy upon your loved ones. Their pledge to not defy me is all I need. However, if you can’t live up to your professed ideals, I’ve got other means of handling things and the same outcome will come to be, but I’ll not be so merciful upon your loved ones. You’ll feel them suffering one by one forever and ever.”
“Don’t believe for a second that I think I’m better than you. I just know myself. I’m a control freak and proud of it. I wasn’t always like this. I used to be idealistic like you at one time.” MZ looks off into the distance as he thinks back on his childhood. He starts describing the his memory as he looks back. “I was once a sensitive kid. I trusted once. I wasn’t abused or anything… no I just was sensitive and trusted. My hero was my father. He was a giant of a man and had the most intense eyes you’d ever seen. Sure he beat me when I was bad, but I wasn’t a wuss… his blows never hurt me. But those eyes…. those eyes burned into my soul. His look of disgust and disappointment made me feel rutterless… broken.. Powerless… I swore to myself that I’d never powerless like that again… As soon as I was old enough to leave his house, I took it. I threw myself into mind control research. I excelled in my field and I built myself an empire. I became my father… a total control freak. Then you came into my world and took everything away from me. You made me do the one thing I swore I’d never allow to happen to myself again.” MZ’s anger grew and flared out as he kicked the rest of the cubbies off their platform. He screamed in frustration. “YOU TURNED ME INTO THE POWERLESS BOY AGAIN!”
Shaking with rage, MZ stood over Tera and looked her in the eyes. “Now tell me again… prove me wrong… tell me how you are any different then me.”
The problem with rage is that you find it opens doors into places that you have forgotten about… and the truths that you don’t want to face again…