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pastriibunz · 6 months

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Accursed - Kai’s Perspective

part two to final preformance!

Pairings: None

Warnings: major spoilers for TKWDLM, depressive thoughts, [possible] suicidal ideation

Summary: Kai’s Final Number, from her eyes. || Final Preformance - Part Two

What’s happening?

Where am I?

Hello, Miss Drew.

Who are you?

The Singular Voice. Pokotho.

…I’m just gonna call you Pokey.

Many mortals do.

What’s happening? Am I dead?

Maybe you are, maybe not.

That’s not a good answer.

Alas. Woe is you.

Where am I?

Somewhere.

Are you just gonna keep bein’ vague or are you gonna give me an answer?

Ah, but Kai, it’s the art of performance: Show, don’t tell. You know.

But you’re not showing me anything.

I’m simply awaiting the cue, little songbird.

…don’t call me that. It’s Kai. Kai Drew.

You’re a troublesome little one, aren’t you?

Proudly.

You’ve got spunk. I like that about you.

What do you-

Shh! The show is starting!

Huh…?

…

“KAI?! KAI ARE YOU IN HERE?!”

“Emma, I don’t think she-“

“No- No! Don’t fucking say that, Paul! She’s okay! She promised! She’s okay! I won’t let her be anything but!”

“…you’re- you’re right. She’ll be fine.”

“Is she here?!”

“HOW ARE YOU- WITH YOUR LEG-?”

“I’M A MOM NOW, MAN!”

…

…is that?

It is! Oh, what fun! This is my favorite part!

What is?

…

“KAI!”

….

…what?

…

“You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay!”

“You made it! We made it! We won!”

“Eugh…I feel funny…”

“It’s okay! We’ll take you somewhere where you can rest. You’ll be fine!”

“…I feel great, actually!”

…

That’s- that’s not- what?! What’s happening?

Like I said, my favorite part. It’s the moment where those two realize…

…

“Paul, Emma, don’t you get it?!”

“Huh? What do you mean…?”

“The apotheosis is upon us!”

…

…that they have lost EVERYTHING.

That’s- that’s not me. That’s not my voice. It sounds like me, but- but that’s not my voice.

You’d be correct, little songbird. That’s not your voice. It’s mine.

…give me back my body.

No.

Give me back my body.

I’m not doing that.

GIVE ME BACK MY BODY!

Shouting it won’t do anything other than give me a headache.

GIVE IT BACK!

Little songbird, quiet your chirping. You hated your life, so I took it. I gave you what you wanted.

No, you-

This is what you wanted, is it not?

This isn’t-

Well, you’re full of surprises.

That doesn’t- what I’m tryin’ t’ say- this isn’t-

What do you want, Kai?

…

Answer honestly. I’ll know if you’re lying.

…I want to be loved.

I love you, little songbird.

No, you don’t!

Yes I do.

You’re a liar!

So are you.

I’m not!

Really? Your entire life, you’ve lied. You say you’re okay, you pretend to be happy, you’ve lied straight to everyone’s faces.

I’m- I’m not lying! I’m- um- I’m-

Acting? Well, then, bravo, Miss Drew! You’ve given the performance of a lifetime. Speaking of performances, yours is about to start.

…what do you mean?

Your final song. Usually, I write my own numbers, but I just couldn’t pass yours up.

What?

…

“Hel-lo everybody! Welcome to the final show of the tour!”

….

Wait, that’s-

It was perfect for my show! The raw emotion, the melodies, the…everything!

No. No. This isn’t happening.

But it is. Truly, you make a great leading lady, little starlet. It’s like the limelight was made for you.

…

“Before we start, I’d just like to thank everyone for coming out and seeing me! Going ‘round the country to perform was real fun! But, would I do it again? Honestly? Not really.”

…

Oh, I’m imagining it now! You, stepping onto the stage, friends and family in tow, ready to give the performance of a lifetime!

…

“I’m gonna be honest, y’all, I missed Unington. Bad. So much so that I wrote this lil’ speech on the first night of the tour! I mean, I can’t help it! 17 years I’ve lived in this town, and I wouldn’t have it any other way! I love my little town. I’m gonna do my livin’, breathin’, and dyin’ here. There ain’t anywhere in the world I’d rather be.”

…

What is…that? On its cheeks?

Tears. They’re tears.

That’s- that’s disgusting! Why is it doing that?! I want it to stop doing that. I didn’t make it do that.

That isn’t its tears.

They’re mine.

…

…Impossible. It- that’s not your body anymore. You shouldn’t be able to control it.

And yet, I am. Like you said earlier:

I’m full of surprises.

…don’t you dare ruin this for me, little songbird.

I’ll choose what I do.

You never had a choice.

I do now.

This is my story!

And this is my final song.

I decide the ending.

…

…They- they backed up. They backed away from me. They’re afraid of me.

Poor little songbird. Now, let me finish my show. I have a grand final act in mind. You’ll love it.

…I won’t let you hurt them.

Why? They’re terrified of you.

No, they’re terrified of what you turned me into.

Tomato, tomahto. Do you really think they can tell the difference?

…I’d hope.

Well, let me be honest, little starlet: they probably can’t. They don’t know I exist, they’ve only known you for two days, and you already have shown yourself to be…strange. They can’t tell.

…But they love me.

They don’t. You’re just some eccentric kid they met in the apocalypse.

…they might not love me, but I love them. And I am willing to do whatever to keep them safe.

I hate myself.

But they saw something worth loving in me.

And now I’ll repay the favor.

I’m willing to die a hundred times over if it means they get to be okay.

What are you getting at?

I’m not gonna let you use my body as a puppet to hurt them. I’m putting an end to this little show.

What-

Good ol’ Uncle Mac, I can always count on him having a gun.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

Ending your show with a bang.

…

Oh, little songbird…

It’s pitiful how you thought that would work.

I should thank you, though.

It was just what my show needed.

Now take your bow, little starlet.

The Audience wants an encore.

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