CONVERTIBLE CLOWNS
XIV: TREACHEROUS TINA
by
Anthonystjoseph
Treacherous Tina was loving the fact that
the Dark Lord had dispatched her to distract, disparage, and destroy this
little righteous child’s future realizations.
Apparently this child named Annabelle was going to be an eventual
soldier for good. Not if Treacherous
Tina had anything to do with it. The
Dark Lord had given her the use of two idiot clowns named Creepy Craig and
Lucky Chucky who Tina could not stand.
Despite the fact that she couldn’t stand or trust these two clowns she
would not fail her mission. Annabelle’s
future hopes would be completely dashed and ruined when she finished with the
child. Treacherous Tina was an envious
ball of jealousy, hatred, and just plain old pure evil. She hated the world but more than the world,
she hated herself.
Treacherous Tina thought back to the times
of England when she was a true queen.
Although her name in the underworld was Tina, a name she always loved,
her name as a human was Mary. She had
been Queen of England for more than five whole years and during that time she
loved and savored her reign of terror.
She used the religious wars as an excuse to exercise her desire for
terror, treachery, and blood. In her
self-hate over her father’s abandonment and his hope for a true male heir she
became the hateful soul she was today.
Her father was King Henry the VIII and her persecution and execution of
so many Protestants earned her the nickname of ‘Bloody Mary’. In her mind it was a proud medal of honor for
her and she smiled at the memory of her human persecutions. She smiled even further thinking of the
hundreds of Protestants as they burned at the stake. She didn’t even care for Catholicism even
though she murdered the Protestants in the name of Catholicism; it was just a
good excuse to take out her revenge on the world. Revenge for her father’s lack of devotion and
a revenge for being childless and never even being able to produce an heir.
She thought about her present status in
the underworld as a servant to the Dark Lord and reminisced. She thought about her look that the Dark Lord
had given her and appreciated it’s honesty for revealing her true nature. Some in the underworld said she looked like
Rojalinda but without the luminescent glow.
Treacherous Tina didn’t mind the lack of the glowing effect because she
didn’t really care for all that glowing crap anyway. Where Rojalinda had symmetrical aesthetic
qualities to her face that gave the appearance of beauty, Tina had none. One eye was human and one was not. She did see the similarity but unlike
Rojalinda, Tina had a face that was almost seventy five percent skeletal and
yet still had the one completely human eye deep in her skull’s eye socket. Tina loved the way humans cowered in fear
when they saw her. The fact that her
mouth was half human and half skeletal really brought them to their knees when
she went in for the kill. Yes,
Treacherous Tina loved her demonic look that the Dark Lord chose for her, lack
of glow and all.
Now she was to end a young girl named
Annabelle’s dreams of one day contributing to a nicer world; how inane a
thought. To think that one could make
the world a better place. The world as
far as Treacherous Tina could see was always Hell and would always be
Hell. She would use the two idiot clowns
Creepy Craig and Lucky Chucky to torment the child Annabelle in order to help
Annabelle see as well that this world and her life were a living Hell.
The first thing she would do would be to
dispatch the clowns to drive the child mad with nightmares and then let
themselves be visibly seen to the child during the day when no one else was looking. When the child was on the brink of madness
and cursing God himself for being born, then and only then would she reveal
herself to the child. Treacherous Tina
thought it was a master plan and one that had worked for her many times in the
past. Oh this would be an easy mission
for her and the Dark Lord would be pleased.
She firmly rubbed the sharp edge of her sword up and down her thigh
drawing blood because since the days of her childhood, she was a cutter.
Anthonystjoseph
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