Monday, April 15, 2013

Going on the Warpath

Okay, I've been silent for about six months now, haven't I?

I've spent my time training. That first encounter with Camazotz taught me that I haven't honed my abilities enough. I have the power, yes, but I need to control the voices. I need to control Them lest They control me. He's helped me- O'Zalia, to an extent. He's helped me hone my telepath abilities. I can talk into any mind I can and I know how to push. My other abilities- my mimicry amongst other talents- he hasn't honed yet. He's working in increments.

But I've been training by myself. A few reasons. I want to hone my other abilities. My visual hallucinations, my mimickry, my deafening sound bursts, I can't do those in front of O'Zalia. I've been able to keep a pretty good telepathic block on my mind

(THANKS TO THEIR GOOD GRACES)

...what?

Oh... They're speaking through me. In any case, I've kept a telepathic block on my mind thanks to Them because I know O'Zalia will disapprove. Of both my methods of self-training and my motivations. Also, Collector Rho knows that I've lived longer than most Greyskins by over a decade, and every time I overexert myself she looks at me hungrily... in a physical way, but more of the physical dissect me open and see what makes me different than the others way. And for those who thought the other physical way, I will sonic screech you, I swear to God.

My motivation is simple- I'm after Camazotz. I've been going vigilante against him for the past three months.

Camazotz has killed ten people in the past six months. Chairmen on the city board, police officers, and even personal bodyguards to the city's Mayor. He's been talking to someone. Sometimes, when he's near, I can hone in on what he's saying to others. It's risky, but he's been talking to a few people. I recognized one of the voices. A Child of the Cold... one of the ones from the prison. One of the gang members from the prison. He brought accomplices. The other voices I can't recognize.

I've been usurping his assassinations, for the most part with high levels of success. The police are baffled, and the Fear-knowing organizations don't do jack shit for some reason. So I've had to do it with moderate success.

This time, I've gotten crucial evidence.

MEETING, RECRUIT

9:15 PM

THE USUAL SPOT

A LATERAL MEGALITH HEMS

I don't know what the last line means, but it seems...

important.

Hopefully Isaac will know that this is personal, and that he should just stay away if he finds out. Camazotz is mine. I know everything about him. From the caves to the Skull Man's Gift.

Goddammit, I'm going after him. It's only logical. I know him best. I need to have a final confrontation.

It ends now.

-Kord