Wednesday 25 January 2017

So, been a little while.

I'm fine thanks for worrying. Well I mean I guess I'm not fine... My arm is broken along with various other superficial injuries. Also I'm in the hospital.

I may have made a slight miscalculation somewhere down the line...

I got my ass kicked. Badly. I am now in the hospital. Not by my choice and I would leave, except leaving will now be difficult. Let me explain.

So, I answer the door and I find some guy standing there. He looks pretty average. He's got short brown hair, basic green eyes, he's wearing a jacket zipped up, which is understandable it was a fairly chilly day, and he's wearing a pair of green cargo pants. He also had on a mask in the shape of a chef's mask. I open my mouth to ask him what he wants and he just punches me in the mouth. He broke five of my teeth. I swallowed three of them. Not a fun experience. I stagger back and he just wanders in. Now... I was staying in a house. Lovely house. The previous owners had good taste, before I killed them. Lots of statues and stuff and interesting decor. He picks up a statue of a woman by the door, made out of marble and smacks me with it shattering it and undoubtedly fracturing my jaw. I fall to the ground and he stops.

"Get up. Grab your machete. I'm going to kill you, but I don't want to kill you without a fight. I want to give you every opportunity to defend yourself and show you how absolutely screwed you are," he said and then just stood there. So, I got up made a big show of staggering over to a table to lean on it and slid a knife off of it, before turning and stabbing at him. He caught the knife in his fucking palm without flinching and punched me in the chest hard enough to literally launch me against the back wall of the living room.

It is at this point I decided I should probably get my machete. I also decided at this point that internal bleeding was cool and I should totally get me some of that. I staggered up the stairs with him following me at a slow gait. I ran into the bedroom and grabbed my machete. I also grabbed something else. He followed me in and I turned and slashed at him, he jumped back and as my swing completed its arc he lunged at me  and caught my elbow in one hand as his other hand slid forward in a smooth motion colliding with my left eye. I saw stars and then blood. He had taken out one of my eyes. It wasn't working. Terror gripped me. The terror of again being blind and broken. I slipped out the second thing I had grabbed.

With most of my enemies being nests as far as I was aware I had picked up some incendiary weaponry. I'm not a fan of fire of course, but you do what you have to. So, anyway what I had was an explosive. An incendiary explosive. He grinned at me. A good sign and I armed it and flung it towards him. He batted it out of the air with a casual slapping motion and it hit the wall and exploded filling the room with flames. Panic and stupidity made me decide now was a great time to get the fuck out of there and I managed to get up and toss myself towards the window. I fell and then hit the ground, luckily the family had not paved their backyard. It still hurt like hell, but the pain was somewhat mitigated by the intense pain throughout the rest of my body and it was still nowhere near as painful as being de-nested had been. I forced myself to my feet just in time to see him jump out of the window as well. His jacket was on fire, but that didn't seem to bother him. He landed on his feet and began to come towards me and I turned and fled as fast as I could. Half blind, mad with panic, bloody and screaming, I ran into the streets and apparently this attracted people's attention. The strange man, I'd never gotten a name, didn't seem willing to come after me so, I decided at that point to finally pass out and I woke up here at the hospital. Getting out is difficult as after they brought me to the hospital they found the bodies and tied me to the killings so, I don't have my machete, my body is pretty banged up and I have police watching me. Well watching my room. They aren't watching me specifically. Just making sure I don't leave. My non-broken arm is handcuffed to the hospital bed as well.

So, yeah pretty much stuck here. Apparently someone came to visit me earlier today, but was turned away by the police. So, at least I have some slight protection if that guy came back...

Oh... Do... Do you think that was 4's brother? He definitely wasn't a nest...

Sunday 22 January 2017

Contemplation of Death and a reason for existence...

So... Once again I find myself contemplating my imminent demise... This time at my own hands. I enjoy living so, much, but I made a vow and my death is the only way to complete said vow. What do I do?

Working for The Convocation gave me a reason to live and I've lost that... Killing The Children of Nothing gave me a reason to live and now doing that gives me a reason to die...

What the hell do I live for now?

Somebody just knocked at the door... I'm not used to people knocking at my door. The only people who could possibly want to see me right now all want me dead... Is it usual for people who want to kill you to politely knock first... Either way... shouldn't keep my next victim waiting.

Thursday 19 January 2017

So... This is a thing...

I don't know what drove me to such a suicidally dangerous idea, but... With nothing else to do I went to O'briens... I'm not a servant anymore, at least I thought I wasn't, but I'll get to that, so I was expecting trouble. The place was calm. No one recognized me. I guess when you're most notable feature is not having a face it's pretty easy to be unrecognizable by having one. I went up to the bar. There was a new bartender again. That in itself isn't weird. The Bartender at O'briens changes frequently for various reasons. He greeted me by name and offered me a beer and a handshake. His hand was wearing a glove... I took his hand and felt it the exact same texture as last time. It was him. He smiled, aware of my recognition and spoke.

"Name's Jack. If you want to know more about me ask around. You're sure to find something. You're not here to learn about me, however,"

"I didn't come here for anything..." I countered and he grinned.

"Didn't you? Well then consider yourself lucky, cause I'm going to answer the question you didn't come here to ask. What did I do to you? It's simple. I removed the birds and returned you to a human form, but I'm not stupid or cruel... Well Okay maybe cruel, but regardless, I knew The Convocation would simply track you down and kill you and that would make my help completely pointless. So I did a bit more. I turned you into a different kind of servant. One that doesn't exist anymore and one that The Birds can't find," he explained.

I felt the answer before he said it and I wanted to scream.

He looked at my face and grinned again, "That's right. I made you one of The Children of Nothing. The Birds can't see you or find you and with the rest of them wiped out you don't have to worry about being beholden to anyone. The Quiet never really talked to them anyway. All those voices The girl and The silent guy heard came from something else, but I don't like to spoil surprises and that one will be coming back for you,"

At the time I took in the words without really thinking about them. I am a member of The Children of Nothing now... That's why The Birds couldn't see me. Which meant... They still existed. My vow wasn't complete in order to complete my vow I had to die...

He was grinning at me again. He knew. He knew exactly what he did that rat bastard. He opened his mouth and I shoved my machete through it and out the back of his skull. He just stared at me raised his hand and waggled a finger in front of my face judgmentally before suddenly vanishing.

So, this is the worst thing that could possibly happen to me. I want to kill myself, but I don't. I'm too awesome to die, but I have to die. Damn you, Jack!

Oh I left shortly after. No one cared much that I had stabbed The Bartender. That kind of thing happens a lot. There were two people in the bar who kept giving me weird looks though.

If they're nests or something I'll probably have to kill some more people soon. That will be fun.

Tuesday 17 January 2017

Things I did not miss about having a human body.

Greater physical needs, bleeding, exhaustion from overexertion and lastly diseases... Boy did I not miss that. Coupled with having a face again that means yay stuffed up sinuses and a horrid taste in the back of my throat. I feel like being attacked right now would be dangerous so, I've been doing my best to stay hidden and off the radar. Which means my goal of finding out about what happened to me is unfortunately taking a... sick day :D.

Did I just use a smiley? The fuck is wrong with me...

Anyway so I'm feeling sick and it sucks and I hate being human again.

Friday 13 January 2017

At long last.

So, I finally found 4... Or I guess being fair she found me. She turned up at my temporary hideout and told me she was going to challenge me to a fight. It... Did not last long and did not go well for her.

It's a good thing killing young people doesn't bother me, because I've had to do it fairly frequently. I'm not sure if it's worth even describing the fight. I drew my machete and she rushed me and got the sole of my boot in the face. She went down like... Something that falls over easily I guess. She lay on the floor clutching her face, which was bleeding quite severely. I must have broken something. I decided mercy would be called for and knelt down, pushed her head back and stabbed my machete into her throat. She died soon after. Then I read the post on her blog.

Did... Did she think I'd be scared of this brother of hers?

Bring him on. I'll add him to the pile of people I've killed so far.

Anyway with The Children of Nothing finally out of the way I should probably start focusing on more important things... Like finding out who the hell turned me human again, why the birds can't see me and dealing with the fact that the birds are most definitely going to keep coming after me.

Nice full plate of stuff to do. Oh and I guess I'll be killing 4's brother at some point too assuming he even ever shows up.

Thursday 12 January 2017

In response to 3.

In your most recent post you asked me why I don't just leave you alone. As you pointed out I have far more important things to worry about.

Well the answer is... I made a vow. I vowed that I would wipe every last one of The Children of Nothing off of the face of the earth. Nothing will stop me from fulfilling that vow. Even if doing so would be stupid.

Which it is. I don't even really hate you. I mean I hated some of you, but you personally. I have nothing against you. I'm just going to kill you, because I said I would and I want to.

No hard feelings it's just entertainment.

Of course you won't be reading this. You are after all currently lying in front of me with both your arms broken begging for your life. Which is why I am reading this all out to you as I write it. Speaking of if you could stop yelling so loudly about mercy that would be great. You might miss something I say and then I'd have to repeat myself after breaking your jaw.

Ah good you shut up. Anyway yes. So... In answer to your question. I'm killing you, because I made a vow and because it amuses me.

Good answer?

... That was a question you're supposed to answer...

Ah a scream of pain. Good answer.


So... three is dead. Unfortunately 4 wasn't home. Which is a shame, but, I'll find her eventually. Don't you worry 4. You won't be forgotten.

Monday 9 January 2017

The Dove

So, being human again is weird. I found 3 and 4 by accident which was cool, but then I got distracted by suddenly having to deal with an asshole. So, Oliver is more commonly known by the title, The Dove on account of having only doves inside of him. So, I am going to complete my mission against The Children of Nothing when suddenly a flock of doves pass overhead and then Oliver is there.

"Ollie..." I greeted him.

"Douchebag..." he responded.

"Here to kill me?" I asked.

"Of course. When I found out you'd gone rogue I volunteered for the job," he explained.

"So... You hate me. I get that. I did everything I could to be as big of a dick to you as I can. Hatred is the response I expected, but I got to ask, why the nice guy act?"

"Well... At first I thought The Birds thought you were a big deal so I just thought I should probably be nice to you, then I realized you were just a huge prick and thought I'd be the better man and that maybe you'd realize what an ass you are... Then finally I just decided it wasn't worth it since killing you wasn't an option. Now however it is,"

"You know what... That's cool. I respect that. Let's fight. I'll try to kill you and you try to kill me. First though I have a deal for you. I will go to an atm and get out a bunch of money and if you kill me you can take that money and consider it payback for the windows. Sound fair?"

"Yeah... No I'm just going to kill you now,"

"Alright fine," I responded and took out my machete. Many of you are probably thinking I'm an idiot for continuing to use my machete when I am fighting a nest. As a former nest I should be well aware of the idiocy of fighting nests with bladed weapons. In answer to that... Well you're right. This was stupid and I probably should be dead. I'm not though, obviously.

See, the moment the fight started The Dove's er... Doves rushed back in to attack and... Nothing. They began to circle and I heard him cry out. "What do you mean you can't see him?! He's right there!"

I didn't bother to question it and just rushed him slashing with my machete. He dodged back and I pressed the attack. Poor little Oliver. He relies too much on the birds. Most of the Nests do. Of course Oliver again had to show off that he's smarter than me. He started to flee and I heard him scream, "Just hit the whole place!" I chased after him as lightning bolts began to hit all around me. The air was electrified I could feel all the hair on my body starting to stand on end and I could taste... Well nothing actually. My sense of taste is pretty eroded. I could smell Ozone though and then I managed to body check him and knock him to the ground and I leapt onto him and stabbed him a couple of times as he tried desperately to knock me away and then I leapt off of him just as The birds did exactly as I expected them to do. Lightning arced down from the sky and struck him. He screamed as he was electrocuted. I didn't stay for long to see what happened. They would have realized I wasn't on him when they struck fairly quickly and I didn't want to be there when they decided to just destroy the entire area.

So... Oliver is probably dead and apparently The Birds can't see me. That's useful. Confusing, but useful. Unfortunately I don't know where 3 and 4 went so, back on that chase. It does make me wonder though. If The Birds couldn't see me how the hell did Oliver find me? 

Tuesday 3 January 2017

Reborn...

So... Pain hurts... Like a lot...

I've never really understood people rating their pain from 1-10. In my experience, either something hurts or it doesn't... I mean yeah a punch on the arm doesn't really hurt as much as say a knife through your arm, but...

Wait... Everything makes sense now...

Okay right... So... I've been... Er in a state of agony and in between consciousness and unconsciousness for a bit...

I'm fine now... Well fine is relative in this scenario I guess...

I mean I'm not in horrible agony anymore, but there are undoubtedly people who want me dead now...

Betraying the fears generally has that effect.

Now I hear you asking... How do you betray the birds inhabiting your body and not immediately get torn apart, well that's what all the pain is about.

Let me tell this from the beginning. So, after that last post...

Er I mean the last post that wasn't horrible pained rambling...

Anyway after that post everything froze. The birds voices inside me, everything. I became blind suddenly. The birds were cut off. Not being able to see again was a... frightening sensation. I thought the birds had abandoned me for a bit, but that turned out to be wrong. A hand suddenly grabbed my arm to steady me and a commanding voice told me to sit. I sat. Last I checked there was not a chair there, but there was now. The man told me he was aware I was in a bit of a pickle... His words not mine.

He said he could help me out.

I couldn't continue as I was. Even if I remained loyal the birds would eventually decide I wasn't worth the risk.

He was right of course. He said he could fix things... I probably should have asked more questions.

However, I knew this guy was what was suppressing the birds and if he left and they came back they'd know about this interaction and they'd definitely kill me... I think he knew as well. He told me if I wanted his help I just needed to hold out my hand. I did and I felt him grab my hand with his. It felt like it was wearing a glove and then everything went black. When I woke up I was somewhere else. I could see again, though my vision was blurry. I couldn't hear the birds. The man was nowhere to be seen. My laptop was nearby and then the pain hit. It was excruciating. Just like... the worst pain. I suppose I shouldn't have expected the feeling of having my body unhollowed to have felt nice though.

Also yes that is what happened. I don't know the exact amount of time it took...but I made that post at some point during it and it only stopped an hour or so before this post. So, what was it. Reversing the process. Unnesting me. The birds are gone and apparently I have eyes now... and a face... Kind of unfortunate... I liked being faceless, but I guess if I'm not a nest not having a face would be pretty detrimental.

I guess I'm human now and even the burns are gone. I'm back to before the fire. Which is... good I guess...

Of course very likely the birds are now going to try and kill me as are all the others who just hated me anyway... Luckily being human doesn't suddenly make me some pansy. I'm still The Faceless... Er Faced... Fuck it no I'm still The Faceless Bastard...

Oh and I'm still gonna come after you 3 and 4. You are not getting a pass on this, just because I'm not a servant anymore.

Monday 2 January 2017

This was a good plan.

OH GOD IT HURTS! EVERYTHING HURTS! THIS WAS A BAD PLAN! I'M GOING TO DIE! I'M NOT SORRY FOR ANYTHING I'VE EVER DONE AND I DON'T WANT TO TELL ANYONE THAT I LOVE THEM. FUCK ALL OF YOU AND I WILL SEE YOU IN HELL!!