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"Yees...?"

"You don't want any control, to just give it all up..." She says, pulling Kret tight inside with her hooked claws.

Kret grabs her wrist, her eyes fluttering open, as if still in a daze.

The other Kret growls, trying to pull away, but she cannot. "W... what the hells?"

"No..." Kret whispers, quieter than a wisp. To Kret, the words are deafening, reverberating off every wall.

The other Kret's eyes jolt open wide as she sees the dreamy gaze focus upon her. "What did you just say?"

The deafening whisper continues to echo. Kret takes it into herself again, and amplifies it. "I said... NO!" She pushes the other Kret away, throwing her across the decadent tiled floors of the bathhouse..

"Oh, so now you grow a spine. How cute."

Kret stands. "Are you disappointed in me? I thought you wanted me to be a better person."

The other Kret huffs with contempt. "There's a lot of things we want that we're never going to get." She gets to her feet. "Why now? You lay down for everyone but yourself? How pathetic and broken are you, that the only one you ever try to stop is yourself? You know I'm right, and you hate it. You care so little for yourself that the thought of making something of your life is unbearable."

"No-"

"Stop saying that!"

"No!" Kret presses on as she advanced. "You're right, I did leave it to you to say it all those times, but I'm saying it now." Kret stands before the other Kret, eye to eye. "No!"

"Why?" she hisses through her teeth, clenched so tight that they threaten to shatter under the pressure.

"Once I stepped back, what would you have done? What is it you want with a criminal empire?"

"'I'd have power. I'd be strong. I'd catch that bard, and see where things go from there. Maybe I'd enjoy keeping him around for awhile. Cut out his silver tongue, put him on a leash. Get creative. Or maybe just be quick about it, with no more ceremony than a butcher with swine. We could have that, if you would just fuck off!"

Kret frowns. "And then what? More of the same?" the other Kret nods. "I didn't give enough of a shit about myself before, but I'm not going to become that. I- I'm taking a stand now. I have been fucked, abused, eaten, betrayed, and suffered in so many big ways, and in an unimaginable number of small ways. B-but that was wrong. All those people were wrong! And If I became just like them, then everything they did to me was deserved. I would just be another shit stain in this shit world." Kret jabs her chest with a talon. "But I deserve better! I deserve better than them, or to be them."

"You deserve nothing!" the other Kret grips Kret by the face, talons pressed just beside her eyes. Kret pulls back in shock. "Deserve? Where did you get the idea that you deserve anything! They used you because they were strong and you were gutter trash. But I will make us be anything else. I took our pain! I pulled us through! I became strong! Now I can do what I want. 'Deserving' has nothing to do with it. If it did, you'd best hope the Dark Queen is kind to her pets."

Kret struggles in the other kret's renewed grip. "Strong? You didn't get stronger, you just got callous, and cold. You're just cutting loose everything of worth, everything that is us!"

"There is nothing about us that is of any worth. We are dead weight, and are stronger for being anything, everything, that is not us. Strong, decisive, in control, feared. Now we are the ones who can make others suffer."

"You are not strong. Anyone can hurt others. You can hurt someone without meaning to. You can hurt them when all you mean to do is help. But can you make someone happy? Can you make yourself happy?" the other Kret is silent, seething.

Kret's expression softens some. She wraps an arm around the other Kret. "Maybe I can." Kret slips a talon into her mouth. She waits a moment before pulling out an acid dulled talon, bleached white, smooth, and rounded off.

"W- what are you doing."

"What you interrupted. I'm enjoying myself." Kret reaches down and presses the dull talon against the other Kret's slit. "I don't hate myself. But maybe I've been too afraid to love myself, to care about something when it seems like it will just keep suffering. So much easier to hate it than to keep suffering along with it. Isn't that right?" Other Kret's glare falters. "That's why you hate us. That's why you can't stand being us." the dull talon slides into the other kret, gliding smoothly along. Kret wiggles it gently. The other Kret sharply breathes in, holding back any further signs of pleasure. "It breaks our heart to see ourselves get abused time after time. So you say I don't deserve to be treated well. You build up this hate for yourself, but you can't even enjoy it. You are me, and you're too disgusted by that to even enjoy the suffering of what you hate."

"Shut up!"

"No! You enjoy, NOTHING! You'd be the queen bitch, using your power only to maintain your power. I just want to relax and enjoy what I enjoy." Kret presses deeper into herself, pushing against her sensitive interior walls. "And I want to enjoy myself." They moan together.

"A-and leave me to clean up your messes?" the other Kret snarls and rakes her talons down Kret's back. Kret screams, arching her back into the intense feeling. She reflexively twitches her finger inside the other Kret. "I'm the survivor, not you. You lay down, and you die for everyone. That's what you do. That's all. You. Do. I make you live, and I hate it. I hate what it is I make live, but I do it you ungrateful bitch!"