Victims
by Hikagi

Victim
I can remember the first time that it ever happened after I moved in from good old Long Island. Good, safe and relatively normal Long Island. It was totally horrible, one moment I was sitting in the middle of the park and the next, disaster. My younger sister was there, and so was my, my mother and my father. That was back when we were all together. I was so, innocent. I didn't even realize that all of that which had been sheltered from me could be taken away.

Well, I'm rambling, I do that sometimes. I do that while I think of what I could have done to fix the situation, had it ever by some impossible means just happened again, before things changed. I'm doing it now, my shrink, oh excuse me. Psychiatrist. My Psychiatrist says that it is just a simple case of compulsion with a bit of nervousia. I think I may be going nuts. It's possible, even now as I look out the clear and smooth hospital windows, they probably are cool to the touch, yes they are. Even now I can slowly feel my sense of what is real and what is not ebbing away. Everything has been stripped from me. Excuse me I have to go wash my hands right now.

Okay I'm back.. I'm sorry my hands. I just really needed to wash them. So where were we? Oh yes I remember now, I was in the process of telling you what had happened to my family the day after I moved into town. Well we were all in the park, and my mother she got her hands dirty... my god I don't even know how she just didn't feel the need to run and go wash them. Anyway, my mother was going to go back to the car and go find a soda can that had been left behind. All of us, my sister, my dad and I were sitting down waiting for her.

Oh, god, I'm sorry... I just get so choked up when I think about this. It hurts so much, I can't even tell you how hard it is for me to tell you this. Anyhow... oh excuse me my hands. I need to wash them again. They get to me sometimes, I mean look at how dirty they are! Look look, I said look damnit! LOOK AT MY FUCKING HANDS! I NEED TO GO NOW, GET AWAY FROM ME GET AWAY FROM ME! NO STOP STOPPIT!!! MOM NO NOO NOOO PLEASE MOM NO.. MOMMY.... mommy. why is it getting so dark mommy? mommy come back, please... don't leave us.

Victim
Hrmph, my brother thinks that he has it all so wrong. Well he's not the only one who was hurt by what happened that day. I mean even I knew what was going on. He's a grown man, just past eighteen and didn't even graduate with the rest of his class. That idiot, but he's one of them you know... this is just your secret and mine okay? Come closer. Okay the day that our mother was taken away from us I went to the library and hid for a while. There a little book was on the shelf hanging there halfway. I fixed it and guess what happened? It began to talk to me! Yes! The book was magical, and it told me so many things. Others tried to take the book from me, but I didn't let them get it. Nope I took it from the library and kept it with me all the time.

The book told me things. Told me that the monsters weren't really aiming for my mother that day. The book, it said that they were all coming after me. In fact it said that the monsters had taken all of my family hostage and replaced them with evil clones. I never trusted them again. I mean who would want to be stuck with a pair of evil clones from Zedd and Rita? So you know what I did? I ran away. Yup, I was entirely too smart for them. To hell with school, it was just a plan to keep me sitting still while Zedd and Rita shot brainwaves into my head. Family? I didn't need them, my real family never loved me anyhow. The book told me. The book also told me who the Power Rangers were. But most of them left, I know who they are. I'll give you a hint all of the original ones moved away and now only one remains. Here's an other really good hint, the only original one is always with the rest of his friends and he loves to race cars. Ehaa ha, don't tell! Don't tell! I can tell already that you know who it is! Hehehe, ho. Uh oh, mustn't laugh Rita will hear me and send down more monsters mustn't laugh. Mustn't laugh or they will find me, yes yes they will and that will be it. I remember when my evil clone brother really lost it. It was around the time that the machines came! Yes! It was so bad for him I almost felt sorry. But I couldn't go try to console a clone who was pretending to be my brother! I mean he must have gone mad just because Zedd and Rita were out of the lime light for a while. And look now, now that they aren't even throwing down monsters anymore he feels like they forgot him! Well they may have forgot him, but they didn't forget me. No no, the book tells me that. They took away my book, but I, I became telepathic and you know what? I can talk to my book in my mind. Yes, they think they stopped me. Hey, where are you going? The fun isn't over yet! I have more secrets to share! Come back, come back when you leave they give me medicine and keep me from thinking. If I don't think I can't live! Noo please don't leave me.

Victim
God, I'm real tired. I'm so drained from just about everything. I need a smoke, can you lend me one? Thanks. It reminds me of the time when I was young and things were so hard. All you had was god and even then it seemed as if he had turned his ears off to our prayers. Did I tell you how tired I was? I'm tired of all the work, the stress the pressure all of it. I'm really tired of living through it all, the constant attacks were getting easier to handle. Hell when I was really upset I even boxed out a puttie or two, but now there are those shark like things and my god, they're worse than those damned Tengas. No more release of stress for me. That's why I smoke, I started so that I could calm my nerves. Still as I was saying before the attacks were manageable, but now bomb scares? I mean god, isn't there any rest from it all?

I'd heard of some cities that had problems, Crossworlds city for example. That other place that had Masked Rider there. Eventually though those cities had their problems solved. Not Angel Grove. Glorious, beautiful and PEACEFUL Angel Grove. I just loved it when the real estate agent told me how hardly anything big happened here. That bitch, she must have thought something unimportant to me meant constant monster attacks and now bomb threats. Oh, I got her back good. See there was no one else for me to vent my anger on. So now I'm sitting here and she's sitting at home, MY HOME. With all of MY MONEY and our child. Well I shouldn't say our child, it was after all MY IDEA. Heh heh, the way things turn out. I mean look at you kid, you come from such a sheltered life and it's easy for you not to understand, but me? Naaah, I ain't getting no sheltered life no more. You know what though? I ain't sorry. If I could do it again I'd do the same thing to her, but make sure that the child was never borne... or better yet make sure she never got to give birth to it. Heh heh, oh god. Did you go see my kids? Yeah, they make me proud. My lawyer says one of them is a babbling complusive freak who wets his pants every time there is an attack of a bomb threat. The other is some sort of reclusive skitzo. I love the hand fate dealt me.

You know what though? We're all gonna get outa here one day. Yup, me then the kids. You see my boy, he was smart, he checked himself in and can get himself out any time he wants. The girl, she ain't no adult so when I get out, and I will get out, I'm gonna go get her. State can't keep me from her, all I have to do is make it look like my act has been all cleaned up. Then me and the boy and the girl, we'll all go over to that Real Estate lady's house and get her and my other kid. Then after she's been taken care of we'll go out and dig up mom. Yep, I still have a place for her in my heart. Right here, see. I been stabbing at it every now and then trying to cut it out of my chest. That don't seem to work though, so I 'spect it would be best to leave it there. Well after we get mom, we'll all go live off in the woods. Me, the bitch, the bastard child, my good old son and my little girl and my old woman. Yep, we'll all be free then, and well all eat one last dinner I'll make. Yes, that sounds- Oh look at that the warden wants you to leave now. Well, remember don't say nothing to nobody about this. It's our little secret okay? Bye Bye.

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