One Week Ago…

The scene opens up to the infamous room of Liz Hathaway. The always controversial walls have an array of images of her fiancée Jenna Silver, Mizuki Tsukasa, and Charlotte Dyson.

Yes Liz and Jenna Silver are engaged. This may be the worst decision since Gilmour’s acceptance to a match with Fatback, but it’s a decision they are willing to make, for the power of love and all that other stupid shit.

The camera pans over to Liz who just awakens from a deep slumber. She rises up from her bed and begins to vomit on the floor. Her vomit, a violet thick substance, flows from her mouth.

Liz whips her mouth with her hand and gets up from her bed. She steps over the abnormally colored vomit and begins to walk out of her room. She has trouble walking straight as she stumbles on her way to the kitchen.

Noah, whom is lying on the floor, sits up and looks at Liz as she makes her way to the kitchen. She opens the refrigerator door and squints her eyes due to the bright lighting in the refrigerator. She reaches into the refrigerator and pulls out a Hot Pocket.

She peels the wrapper from the Hot Pocket and bites the Hot Pocket, while it’s frozen. Noah looks at her in both disgust and amazement. Liz throws the Hot Pocket on the floor and begins to stumble to the living room. Half way there she falls and hits the floor like a ton of bricks. Noah pounces up and tends to her aid.

Not again… Noah says as he begins to slap Liz repeatedly in the face.

The camera transitions to Liz Hathaway in a tightly spaced room. She opens her eyes and sees Elizabeth Hathaway and Ms. Hathaway standing in front of her with their arms crosses. Liz blinks her eyes, attempting to see if who she is looking at is real.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you having a seizure or are you just high? Elizabeth says immediately after she slaps Liz in the face. Liz eyes widen and mouth drops as she holds her face.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

No, what the fuck is wrong with you? Ms. Hathaway says in a snappy, rude voice. Liz turns her attention to Ms. Hathaway. You haven’t been the same since the last time we’ve seen you Liz. And for weeks now, we’ve been trying to get to you, but you’ve made a barrier around your inner self so keep us out.

But understand that were there is a will, there is a way, and we’ve found a way. You see we’ve been doing this stuff to you. The weird emotions, the sudden affectionate behavior, the fainting, even the “super powers” which weren’t real and were just coincidences, along with a deal we’ve made with Mr. Supernova to make it seem like you have super powers.

We had to do all this for you to realize that you’ve lost yourself. You aren’t the same, and it’s not a good thing either. I mean, Liz Hathaway wouldn’t think of marriage at all, and you’ve got a ring on your finger.

But I love Jenna… Liz says in a soft tempo.

Blasphemy that is a complete load of bullshit. You don’t love Jenna, you don’t even love yourself! Since the day Jenna Silver confessed her emotions to you, you didn’t even think of your own emotions.

You just went along with it not thinking that it would blow up into something this big. Now you have a ring on your finger. Really, really?

Look, I get what you two are trying to do, but I love my life right now. Liz says as she stands up. She puts her hands in her pockets and taps her foot on the floor.

You love your life? Honey, how can you love something that you haven’t been living? You see Liz, now we’ve got control. Now we are a part of you. We can say what we want; we can do what we want. The only thing we don’t have is our own personal bodies.

So what you’re saying is that I have multiple personality disorder?

It’s not a disorder. Think of it as a privilege. You see Liz, now we will always be together. This is a great thing because, without us, you wouldn’t be able to survive. Now I can say that Ms. Hathaway was lying. We can’t say what we want; we can’t do what we want.

But what happened was; now you have our mindset. My rude snappy attitude that you’ve seem to erase, her maturity and intelligence, along with your own traits. You’ll be back to your old ways, basically.

My old ways…… Liz says as the scene fades to black.

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