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(Title) My Dark King

(Author) RachelTheFictionkin

(Date) Friday, April 5th, 2019

(Content Warning) Vulgar Language, Gun Usage, Murder

I remember finding myself on a college campus. Everything seemed normal; people walking around, talking and when I got inside I could see classes going on. However, I was having trouble managing my way around. I took the elevator with the glass encasement up and down different floors trying to find where I needed to do. I came across a guy who directed me to the faculty office down on the first floor. I went there and saw a few people around computers and by a table, chatting. Assuming they were staff, I went up to them and explained my situation.

Rachel: "...Hi, I don't know what my schedule is or what classes I have..."

Female Staff Member: "Oh god, you have to remember these things. I'll print out a copy of your schedule."

While the person was fiddling around with her desktop computer, a male staff member standing at the table with the coffee cup took notice at the blinking red light on the telephone nestled by the computer and infromed the woman.

Male Staff Member: "Do you have your phone on silent?"

Female Staff Member: "No, our phones will always ring when someone calls." (notices the guy's eyes fixated on the blinking voicemail light). "Oh that? I don't know what that is. It was strange... Someone called and left something very odd and quite scary. It was probably some kid playing a prank pretending to be that Jeff the Killer guy or something kids would talk about. He said a bunch of foreign stuff that I can't make out."

Male Staff Member: (gestures to her to play the voice mail recording)

Female Staff Member: "Well, I guess. Maybe you can figure out what it means." (plays the message)

Voicemail Message: "...Kariko chiki loraphlango rapsie fe tra cruoko... My baby girl is precious to me ...rumple cratikorn chaptrikonos re frondeplatria I won't let anyone hurt her... All of you will die, mmmmm... won't that be GREAT?! ...carramorse oishmo lo froasktanta... Yes, death is so good for you! It's fun killing people! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!" (click)

Rachel: "...Zack?!"

I assumed the jumble of foreign speech was him putting a curse on the people here. Zack had told me before that he does Voodoo, the kind that you'd see in movies -- the modern form of "black magic".

Male Staff Member: "That is some weird creepy stuff, don't know what any of that means... But yeah, it's probably just one of the students here playing some dumb prank, I wouldn't worry."

All of a sudden a tall black man with a large grin and bloody scars on his face walked in swirling a pistol by the trigger guard on his finger.

???: "Hello fuckers!"

I turned around as my eyes lit up at the sight of the guy. Despite that he didn't look like him, I knew right away that it was Zack. Everyone got scared and frozen in fear as he made his way past them. I waved happily to Zack, feeling my heart rush not knowing whether it was fear or absolute joy to see him again. Maybe it was both. Zack didn't say anything to me at first but came next to me (which at this point I had moved by where the computer and answering machine were) planting his gun on the desk as he frantically began to smack random keys with his fingertips on the keyboard. I watched him. His body was shaking, and he kept pacing back and forth constantly flinging his head, grunting and chuckling as he continued flailing his arms at the keyboard. This was just a normal thing Zack does, especially when he's in a good mood. It made me happy. I wonder what he was trying to do, but I was too nervous to ask; I honestly felt intimidated by him. I just kept smiling. He then firmly placed his hands on either side of the keyboard and held his head down and spoke to me in a soft voice.

Zack: "When we get out of here... I'm going to kill you... Then they won't hurt you anymore..."

What he said reminded me of the promise we made back when we lived our lives as Zack and Rachel in the Angels of Death universe. Zack then grabbed his gun again, turned around laughing as he took out a small, woven basket as troll-like creatures leapt from it. They were sickly colored with sharp teeth, pointed ears and a row of spines that ran down their spinal cord. They traumatized the staff and ran like a pack of wolves out the door as I could see that Zack wanted me to follow them. I ran with the group out the door and found myself in the middle of a lamp lit road. It was night and it was quiet. There were houses on either side, but the road was enormous and there was enough space to allow for four cars to trail on it. The trolls sat by me as I could see Zack from a distance pushing and prodding a group of people cuffed up with sacks over their head (I assumed it was the staff back at the college.). He made them all line up as he pranced around twirling his gun, whistling and humming songs.

Zack: "Hehehe! Ahh...It's so FUN to be doing this!" (squeezes the sack covered cheeks of one hostage tormenting them with his taunts).

Moans and restless behavior began to be displayed from the hostages as Zack began singing the Freddy Krueger theme song.

Zack: "...One, Two, Freddy's Coming For You!"

Each number he sang he shot a bullet into one of the hostage's heads. The sound of gun's kick and the body's thud as it hit the road made the hostages scream in terror. I even jumped a bit as well to the loudness of the bullet that came out of the handgun.

Zack: "...Three, four, better lock your door!!"

A couple more hostages went down and Zack just kept prancing around laughing at their demise. At one point he stopped and lifted up his hand to show me a ring on his finger. It was a golden ring with a lion on it. I didn't know what it meant. But I didn't think it was a wedding or an engagement ring since if I can recall correctly, it was either on his middle or index finger. I just smiled and nodded my head assuming he wanted me to know if it looked good on him.

Zack went back to killing the remaining hostages. For some reason I noticed we had an invisible flying car and began to start it up knowing the police would sure come any time now. Don't ask how I would even see where everything was; I didn't know myself. But once I opened up the hatched and powered it up, I got in the passenger seat. Zack rushed to the driver's seat and began to get the vehicle moving. I didn't want to leave the troll creatures abandoned for the police to get them. So, I took that basket Zack had to summon them and hung it out the door as they ran to it. Each jumping back inside. Once the last one had made it's way back into its enclosure, Zack pulled down the hatch. Our bodies became invisible with the car as we flew away completely unseen by the naked human eye.