text: "Are you worried about these uncertain times? Do you..."
  
  Click.
  
  You're so damn sick of these Ground Zero commercials you think as you turn the TV off. If you older brother Ben hadn't shot his family and himself in a tragic paranoid breakdown you can only imagine he'd be going on about how right he was in building that underground bunker out in your backyard.
  
  You look at the time and realize you've spent most of the day procrastinating watching TV even though there's not much on that interests you on TV anymore. All the channels you used to watch that had interesting shit on them now all have shallow reality shows and quite frankly you've got enough dysfunctional family drama going on in real life without needing to watch it on TV.
  
  You remember a time when you could avoid most of the mess by hiding out in your basement. Unfortunately you can't even do that anymore. Ever since dad drank himself to death, the gravy train of living at home for free came to an end.
  
  Without the help of your dad's pension checks anymore, your older Amazonian sister Kelly said there was no way in hell that she was going to keep supporting the house on her own unless she was the only one living in it. Seeing as she's a roller derby bitch as well as an illegal fight club brawler, it isn't like you or any of your siblings were in any position to argue with her.
  
  Your younger brother Peter, having given up his lofty dreams of being a famous movie director now spends a lot of his time in the garage making amateur porn with various guys he picks up at the clubs. He makes enough money through his website that it keeps Kelly off his back. He seems to enjoy what he's doing and at least he's not stealing your clothes anymore.
  
  Your younger sister Donna simply moved out and moved in with your best friend Julie who is still the eternal party girl. Really you're surprised Julie hasn't caught every STD known to man at this point. To be honest Donna's had more in common with Julie than you have for many years now. You're sure Donna's a lot happier at a "party house."
  
  As for you, you didn't have much in the way of options. Trying to get a job has failed spectacularly in this economy. Though your..."unique" and reclusive personality doesn't exactly help in that department.
  
  Given some of the junk that's laying around the house you sometimes wonder if you shouldn't try to sell some of it over the Internet to support yourself. Seems like a lot of work though and you're no wheeler and dealer.
  
  Donna suggested that you move in with her and Julie, but that whole scene isn't for you. As much as you hate dealing with Kelly, you'd also hate having to put up with drunk horny guys (and girls) trying to get into your pants every five minutes, not to mention the loud music, crowds and the ever growing possibility of the cops busting the place for illegal drugs.
  
  Which brings you to your boyfriend Bobby Morningstar who naturally has suggested that you move in with him on several occasions. This would be the ideal solution if it weren't for the fact that his own family consists of like a million siblings that all live in his cult compound. There's also the fact that his ex-girlfriend/sister Diana is wicked pissed at you for stealing him away from her.
  
  It's been an ongoing source of tension between you and Bobby and you wish he'd just leave them all behind and you two could make a life together elsewhere, but his duty to family is strong, as is his faith to the Babylonian Goddess of Chaos, Tiamat which still involves human sacrifices.
  
  Right now you're having a period of separation with him. Sometimes you think about breaking up with him completely, but then you can't just dismiss the good times you do have with him. You have that special bond that only a couple could have when one warns the other about their serial killer relative lying in wait for them in the woods. Thank god Bobby took care of your uncle Ed. That had to be the scariest moment of your life dealing with that situation.
  
  Of course none of this delightful recap of past events really helps you. Kelly is starting to get very impatient with you and you fear that your months of stalling are coming to an end.
  
  Kelly's currently not home, but she'll be back in a few hours to get a bit of sleep before heading off to her fight club stuff. Continuing to enjoy the time you have to not have to deal with her you go back to procrastinating, which mainly involves goofing off on the Internet, "stumbling" upon a porn site and then using battery powered means to relieve yourself of stress.
  
  Eventually you hear the familiar slamming of the door and stomping around upstairs, which signifies that Kelly is indeed home.
  
  "SUZY! Stop splittin' the kitten and get yer bony ass up here!" you hear Kelly shout.
  
  You were afraid of this. You clean yourself up a bit, mentally prepare yourself and then head upstairs.
  
  "Hey Kelly..." you start to say, but are interrupted.
  "Shut up. I've got exactly a couple hours to get some rest before I have to drag my ass to my other job to support this fucking house and it's a fucking mess! You can't even clean up around here? Did you even look for a job today? Let me guess you spent the whole day fucking around on the Internet and masturbating didn't you?"
  "Well uh..."
  "Jesus fuckin' Christ Suzy, you're goddamn useless you know that? The only reason I'm not kicking your ass right now is because I need to save my energy and it would be too fucking easy."
  
  Before you can even speak, Kelly continues her rant.
  
  "GET A FUCKING JOB! I don't care what kind! Just be a contributing member of this household like Peter or get the fuck out like Donna!"
  "Kelly I'm trying, but I'm just not having any luck in finding anything, can't you help me out?" you say.
  "Help you out? I'm helping you out right now by supporting your ass! I've been helping you out for quite some time! In fact I originally suggested that you could probably become a ring girl at the fights, but you said no because you didn't want to dress up in skimpy clothing and parade around in front of a bunch of drunks."
  "Kelly, you know I don't want to dress like that in public, especially not after what uncle Ed made me wear that night..."
  "Oh here we go, crazy old uncle Ed! How long you going to keep using that as an excuse? Sheesh, the way you go on about it, you act like he raped you. What happened instead? He got killed, you weren't even touched and you got a fucking boyfriend out of that deal! Some of us should be so lucky to be in a fucked up situation and STILL come out ahead! You know what I deal with on a regular basis? Steroid freaks trying to break my fucking neck that's what! You think I'd be making a living trading punches with fucktards if I LOOKED like you Suzy? You got the biggest advantage and you're just wasting it! What the hell is your goddamn problem?"
  
  You can see that Kelly is in full-blown jealousy mode and shows no signs of stopping. Attempting to walk away will only result in her getting physical with you so the only thing you can do is endure the verbal assault.
  
  "This is sink or swim time sis. You either get your shit together by the end of this week or you're out on your ass! This sheltered girl act is really fucking OLD! You're a grown ass WOMAN. Start acting like one! Now get out of my fucking sight."
  
  You meekly slink back to the basement and leave Kelly alone.
  
  You silently mope for a while pondering what the hell you're going to do next. You then notice that your phone has been under your couch cushions and on silent all day. Bobby apparently has been repeatedly trying to contact you. Even left multiple texts saying that he really wants to talk, but the mood you're in right now, you don't want to deal with it.
  
  You don't want to deal with anything. You just want to be safe in your own little world in the basement. How you miss those days...
  
  Well today isn't completely over yet. You've still got time to salvage some of it. Hell, maybe you can even make a major change in your life.
  
  > contact Bobby
  If Kelly wasn't putting the screws to you about moving out, you might be less inclined to return Bobby's phone call, however this is a desperate situation and despite your recent relationship problems, you still have strong feelings for Bobby and he will certainly help you out.
  
  You grab your phone and call Bobby. The phone rings twice and then is answered.
  
  "Hey Suzy, I've been trying to get a hold of you." Bobby blurts out as soon as he answers.
  "Yeah I know." You say.
  "Look, I know we've been having some difficulties lately, and our last argument was bad, but I really want to work things out, I love you."
  
  You definitely have some major things to work out, but it's nice to know how Bobby feels about you.
  
  "Well, we're going to be doing that, but that isn't the only reason why I called. I...uh need a new place to live. Kelly's kicking me out." You say.
  "Oh, I see, you want to move in with me and my family...are you sure? I mean you know I really would like you there, but part of the reason why we were arguing was..."
  "Your sister Diana hates my guts." You interrupt.
  "Well...I admit she's not fond of you, but I mean I think we can work past that. She's just going to have to accept that I'm with you now."
  "But is she REALLY going to do that? Or am I going to find her hovering over me in the middle of the night with a knife in hand?"
  "She'd have a hell of a time sneaking in our room without waking me up first of all. Second, if I lay down the law to her, she's got no fucking choice BUT to accept it. I'M the head of the family after all and as head of it, my word is divinely inspired by Tiamat herself and to go against Tiamat is a blasphemy that even Diana would not do. So to sum up, you might have to hear some shit from her, but your physical well being is perfectly safe."
  
  "Safe" is a funny term to use for a guy who practices human sacrifice. Which is the other concern you have, since while you've long since accepted certain aspects of Bobby's belief system, you'd rather not see the gruesome details. Though you suppose that's just one more thing you're going to have to discuss.
  
  You sort of wonder about the rest of Bobby's family though and how well you'll get along with them. He's got a family that's at least as big as yours was at one time, but you've never really interacted with any of them (Bobby never had you over his house much due to Diana's hostility) except for Bobby's second oldest sister Helen who was polite, if quiet.
  
  Just as you're thinking about this, Bobby springs something unexpected on you.
  
  "Since you're wanting to move in, I should tell you that we won't be living in the house in the neighborhood. We're going to be living in a compound north outside of town."
  "Wait, what?" You say.
  "It's the Morningstar family compound. We're moving there, or rather we've been in the process of moving all our stuff over there for the past few weeks. Never mentioned it since we were sort of arguing about other stuff."
  "Wait, wasn't your house the Morningstar family compound?"
  "Heh, well that was certainly big enough for my immediate family, but I do have some extended family as well and given the current world climate, I had a video conference meeting with some of the extended family and most agreed that it might be best if we moved to the better fortified compound that my Dad had built over time decades ago."
  "Holy shit, how many people are we going to be living with? I mean are we going to be restricted with what technology we can use, working a farm and the women have to put their hair up in a bouffant and wear simple clothing? If so then I can't deal with..."
  "What? No! Geez Suzy, we're worshippers of Tiamat, not the Amish or fucking Mormon fundies! No, we got all the conveniences of the modern world there and women can wear what they want, though there MIGHT come a day very soon when we will have to rely on farming of some sort, but I guarantee you won't be the one doing it."
  
  Bobby continues.
  
  "As for how many people are going to be living there, well that I'm not sure. There aren't as many of us anymore and some live quite far away. Not everyone was jumping at the idea either, so some may decide to not bother to make the trip. In any case, at most it might be twenty more people and even then we'll have more than enough room there. Don't worry about it."
  
  Easy for him to say, he's not the one that's just had this new information sprung on him. Bobby correctly senses your silence as concern.
  
  "I sense some concern." Bobby says.
  "Fucking right you sense some concern! Not only am I still worried about your sister, I'm now worried about even MORE of your... highly religious family. I mean how are the rest of them going to feel about you bringing in a non-believer?"
  "Oh I'm not worried about that. I'm confident you'll eventually see the colorful swirling chaos...or the light if you prefer." Bobby laughs.
  "That's...... not exactly alleviating my concerns Bobby."
  "Sorry, I'm just joking to lighten the mood...."
  
  You hear Bobby exhaling deeply before continuing.
  
  "Suzy, I know this is more shit for you to take in and I know you've been very understanding about everything. It's one of the many reasons why you're so wonderful. I just want to stress that you won't be walking into some Jim Jones kool aid suicide cult compound. You'll be perfectly safe because you'll be with me, I'm the chosen of Tiamat and like I said, my word is going to be law at the compound. Look, I'll be by to pick you up tomorrow to take you there. If you're not feeling it after a few days, well I'm sure we can figure something else out. I want us to work out Suzy. I love you."
  
  There is certainly no denying that Bobby feels very strongly about you. Again, while you still have reservations, you've never known Bobby to lie to you. As for the rest, you do know Bobby's family take their religion pretty seriously so you know Bobby isn't exaggerating about you being safe with him. In fact if the threat of physical violence is gone, that actually already puts you ahead of your situation here considering Kelly has pushed you around and threatened to do more on many occasions.
  
  "I feel the same way Bobby. Okay, I'll pack and I'll see you tomorrow."
  
  Bobby's voice sounds a bit more upbeat when you agree to go with him, though again if you had the option of staying home, you certainly would. Still, you're trying to maintain a positive open minded attitude about all this.
  
  After saying goodbye to Bobby you waste no time in packing your most important belongings. As the night approaches, you finish up with your packing and get to sleep a little earlier. You get the feeling you're going to need all your energy for what lies ahead tomorrow.
  
  > Next day
  "And Suzy is the winner of the world hot dog eating championship! Let's all hear it for our little blonde small town girl!" The announcer shouts which is followed by a roaring crowd.
  
  Not even feeling full, you wipe the mayonnaise off your lips, graciously stand up and bow for your adoring fans. The grossly fat dude on your right looks at you in disbelief and then turns away to puke in a bucket.
  
  Meanwhile the little Asian dude on your left just shakes his head wondering how the hell you could've beaten him.
  
  "I don't understand it...all my training. I glanced over at you during the contest...you...you were barely even chewing! How?" He asks.
  "Oh just natural talent at swallowing hot dogs I suppose." You reply humbly and wink at the audience, which continues to praise you.
  
  While you're blowing kisses at your fans, the announcer of the contest speaks again.
  
  "And as an extra special reward, our glorious host of this event, Misty will be coming soon to congratulate our winner in person. This hasn't happened in decades! Perhaps even centuries! It's all just so exciting! Oh wait...I think that's Misty now!"
  
  At this point the wind begins to pick up significantly, which is amazing since this contest was taking place in an indoor stadium. The audience seems to be going even wilder, but at this point you're getting a little concerned.
  
  Your concern becomes fear when the fat bastard to your right melts into a gory pile of goo, the Asian guy's head gets really large like in one of those anime cartoons and he screams before running away shouting about Tokyo getting destroyed by a giant lizard.
  
  You look back at the audience and see that they've begun stripping off their clothes and embracing each other in the biggest orgy you've ever seen. (Even larger than that porno you watched one time)
  
  The roof suddenly comes off the stadium revealing a dark sky with a jet black swirling hole above.
  
  "And here comes Misty folks! It's absolutely...GLORIOUS." The disembodied voice says as its pitch changes to demonic tone.
  
  You can't run, you can't even move, you just stare at this unearthly sight like a deer in the headlights completely frozen.
  
  You see the flash of a couple red glowing orbs in the black hole above you and then the wind picks you up and you're being pulled towards it.
  
  "COME TO ME SUZY. COME TO US. COME. COME. COME..." A deep voice echoes all around you which is backed up by the audience who are chanting along with having their orgy.
  
  You vainly try to struggle, but there isn't much you can do accept uselessly flail about in midair as you are slowly enveloped by darkness. Even when you try to scream, you make no sound, in fact all your senses go numb and everything goes black.
  
  You are then awakened by the ringing of your phone. At first you look around briefly still wondering if you're still levitating towards a black hole, but you breathe a sigh of relief that it was all just a dream.
  
  However, even though you're wide-awake, you still feel shaken up. Something about that dream seemed really unnerving and you usually aren't one to put much stock into your dreams.
  
  The ringing of the phone takes priority before dream analysis though, so after fumbling with it a bit you answer it.
  
  "Hey I've been trying to get a hold of you. We're you still asleep?" Bobby asks.
  "Yeah, are you outside the house already?" You answer.
  "Nah, I'm on my way over. I hope you're packed and ready to go though, because it's nuts out here. I know you don't tend to leave the house much, but if you've been out lately, you'd know it's been getting fucking crazy in town. Seriously, you'll see how fucked up it is out there when we drive through town. The cops are everywhere, groups of people are rioting, like I said, it's a mess. Okay, I need to focus on the road, there's a meat wagon picking up some bodies off the road. I'll see you soon. Love you." Bobby says and hangs up.
  
  As you take a quick shower before getting ready to leave, you think more about your strange dream. You wonder if it was some sort of subconscious thing that your mind was telling you that this move is a bad idea. You have to admit, you still are feeling very unsure about it, especially now that Bobby has told you that you're moving into an isolated compound with not just his immediate family, but a bunch of other family that could be even crazier.
  
  Still, this could just be mostly anxiety of leaving a place where you've traditionally always felt safe and lived most of your life combined with a freaky dream. Bobby did say you could leave if you weren't comfortable there, so you're trying to not to focus on the possible negatives.
  
  You try to calm your nerves the old fashioned way and think about Bobby the entire time.
  
  Exiting the shower, getting dressed and grabbing your packed bags, you finally leave your basement. You packed as much as you could, hopefully you can return to get the rest later.
  
  You head upstairs and you're not waiting long before you hear a knock on the door. Upon answering it, you see Bobby who embraces you with a hug and a kiss.
  
  "By Tiamat, I've missed your body against mine." Bobby says caressing you all over.
  "I never would have guessed. I have missed your touch as well though Bobby. Let me just get my bags."
  
  You turn around and bend over to grab your bags and that's when Bobby grabs you around the waist and if it wasn't for the fabric separating the two of you, he'd also be inside you. It's startling enough that you probably would've lost you balance had Bobby not been holding on to you so tightly.
  
  "What the hell? Sheesh Bobby, I nearly fell forward on my face!"
  "You wouldn't have, I got you. Mmm, I just can't help myself, I just..." At this point Bobby starts kissing on your neck and groping you.
  "Bobby, Bobby, stop. My brother Peter is still here in the connected garage. Last thing I need is for him to hear us and then suddenly walk in on me getting plowed from behind. Besides, didn't you say it's getting crazy out there? Shouldn't we be getting the hell out of town?"
  "Yeah, it's wonderfully chaotic out there. Like Tiamat herself has blessed this town. It really started putting me in the mood and then seeing you...well how can I not want to make love to you in the midst of all this chaos?"
  
  Bobby at this point is trying pull your shirt off over your head and you hear the sound of a zipper being unzipped, though with as excited as he is, you dare say it could just impale you through his pants. He's grunting, slobbering all over your neck and sniffing your hair and...well he REALLY wants you right now.
  
  This isn't really what you had in mind and something about the way Bobby is behaving is a bit...animalistic. He's never been that way in your other intimate encounters with him. Well not excessively so at any rate.
  
  Also, you HAVE been fighting for awhile, and it's sort of presumptuous of him to just think you're going to spread your legs immediately because you're on good terms again.
  
  Then again, this is sort of turning you on right now, and it has been awhile for you. (By something not battery operated or your own hands at least)
  
  > get busy with Bobby
  It's not like this is a complete stranger, this is someone you do have feelings for and what the hell, it's not like you aren't going to be doing this again with him eventually. Still, there is the matter of decorum.
  
  You manage to twist your body around so that you're face to face to him; he barely stops when you tell him.
  
  "Bobby, look we can do this, but like I said, we're NOT doing this in the middle of the living room. Let's at least go down to the basement and we can fuck on my couch."
  "Okay, okay, whatever, let's just get down their quickly." Bobby agrees continuing to kiss on you.
  
  The pair of you head down into the basement and one of Bobby's hands is practically glued to your ass the entire time.
  
  When you get to your room, you see that Bobby has somehow managed to strip off most of his clothing by this point (amazing considering he had one hand on your ass the entire time). He helpfully starts stripping your clothing off.
  
  "Well seeing as you're obviously taking the alpha male approach to this, after you're done tearing off my clothes, you can carry me over to the sofa and start doing me like a conquering warrior. I want to see your face stare into mine as you thrust into me, let me know who exactly is in charge and teach me a lesson." You say licking your index finger and then running your finger down Bobby's chest.
  
  (Never let it be said that you can't tap into your dirty side when necessary)
  
  The next half hour is fun, if a little rougher than you're used to with Bobby.
  
  It starts off with him just really ramming it into you and telling you in various ways to "Take it." while staring directly into your eyes which are more piercing than usual. His hands are also mostly holding down your wrists at this point.
  
  Despite all this, you aren't scared. You just wrap your legs around him tightly like a boa constrictor and enjoy the ride.
  
  A little later he put his hands around your neck and even squeezes a little while continuing to stare into your eyes. You can certainly still breathe, but he is definitely establishing his dominance and that he is firmly in control of things.
  
  Despite all this, you still aren't really scared, you even add to the "experience" by squeaking out a "No." "Please don't." "Stop hurting me." every now and then.
  
  Eventually Bobby chants something in a language you've never heard before and then orgasms. Again, not really scary since he's always doing that. It was weird the first few times you had sex with him but now it acts as a nice little alarm letting you know that things will be over soon.
  
  Completely spent after orgasm, Bobby collapses on top of you and begins hugging you tightly, and then whispers...
  
  "I love you so much Suzy, I want us to be joined forever. I want our bodies as well as our souls to be married."
  
  NOW you get scared and suddenly push him off of you in alarm at this declaration.
  
  "What?! Married?" You exclaim recoiling to one corner of the couch.
  
  Bobby's a little surprised by your reaction.
  
  "I want us to be married. I mean we're obviously soul mates and its the next logical step for us."
  "Step? What step? We were just having fun a moment ago and now you spring life long commitment?"
  "Are you saying you never saw us eventually getting married? I mean in all that time since we've been together?"
  "No, and especially not when all the trouble with your sister came about."
  "But on several occasions you asked me to run away with you! You didn't think we'd get married if we ever did that even?"
  "Not really."
  "I'm guessing you didn't ever think about having children either then."
  "Children?! What the hell, you think I'm some sort of brood mother?
  
  Now Bobby is downright confused.
  
  "Suzy... I really don't understand your... well view of things..." Bobby says.
  "That pretty rich coming from the cultist." You say.
  "Okay, I'm going to ignore that because I love you. But if it makes any difference, at least I still behave in a consistent way which you do not."
  "What's that supposed to mean?"
  "(Sigh) I really don't want us to fight again..."
  "Bobby I just let you simulate what could be considered a rape fantasy on me, the least you can do is explain yourself."
  "Okay then THAT right there is what I'm talking about. You have no problem with having kinky sex with me, you have no major problems with my religion and what it entails, you're even willing to move in with me and my family even though you're concerned about my sister and probably the rest of them, but somehow marriage is what is freaking you out? I mean I'm trying to do the right thing here and it's because I genuinely love you. Why are you so resistant?"
  
  It's actually a good question. You're pretty tolerant of a lot of stuff most would've recoiled in horror from and something like marriage and (shudder) kids is scaring you off. There's probably a good psychological reason for your reluctance, involving your observations of other married couples such as your own mother (overly compliant) and father (distant) or your brother Ben (paranoid psychotic) and his wife (utterly clueless) but there are a few other concerns.
  
  "Bobby...you've never brought up marriage before either, why all of a sudden?" You ask.
  "Well, I just think it's time. I mean we've been together awhile. We've stuck together through ups and downs. We're going to be living together. I obviously love you and I assume you love me right?"
  "Well...yeah...but... I dunno...I mean kids? Come on do you really think I'm mother material? I can barely take care of myself...in fact I can't at all, otherwise I wouldn't be in this situation in the first place."
  
  At this point Bobby takes your hand into his and gets closer to you.
  "Suzy, don't you see, you don't need to worry about any of that anymore. When you marry me you won't have to worry about taking care of yourself ever again. And as far as being mother material, I can't imagine a better mother to my children. Even if you do have trouble, I'm sure my sisters will help out...well okay Helen will help out, but you know what I'm saying. The main thing is you won't have any more worries when you're in the family...MY family. We'll look after you. I'll look after you."
  
  And there it is. Your future. A "housewife" popping out a whole mess of little cultists like a Pez dispenser. While it might not be quite that extreme, the writing is on the wall. While Bobby is probably sincere in his love and desire to care for you, he's still the head of a human sacrificing cult and as such he's going to be somewhat controlling and manipulative.
  
  How long before you become brainwashed into believing in the same shit he believes in? How long before you passively accept other sudden changes over time? Hell, how long before some organization like the FBI or the ATF comes charging in to lay siege to the place?
  
  Though on the other hand what are you really doing with your life right now and what prospects do you really have? You could do worse than have a man who obviously loves you a lot and is willing to take care of the stuff you don't want to bother worrying about.
  
  You've got a major life changing decision to make, because you get the impression that if you get into that compound of his, changing you mind isn't going to be an option.
  
  > accept his proposal
  "Okay, Bobby. I suppose you're right. We both love each other and that's the most important thing...so yes. I'll marry you." You say.
  
  Bobby is overjoyed and hugs and kisses you.
  
  "Oh Suzy, this is fantastic! I'll make the announcement to everyone as soon as we get to the compound! I got the ring there and we'll make it official as soon as we're all settled in. In fact, this Friday should be perfect! I hope that's good with you."
  "Um...yeah this Friday is fine." You answer.
  "Tiamat truly blesses her most worthy servants! Come on let's get going!" Bobby exclaims.
  
  Bobby immediately starts grabbing his clothing that he left in various places in the basement on the way to your room and getting dressed. Your own clothing is a bit torn now, so you grab some new clothes that were still in your closet.
  
  Heading back upstairs, Bobby picks up your bags and carries them to this van. He opens the door for you and everything. You did miss his attention to the little things like that.
  
  As soon as you leave your neighborhood you notice what Bobby was talking about the town. He wasn't kidding when he said it's a mess. You see police trying maintain order, fights, car wrecks, fire fighters trying put out fires and ambulances blaring their sirens.
  
  As Bobby focuses on the road, he goes on about how everything that's currently going on in town is just a small sample of what's to come. He talks about how there are several wars are going on in the world and how tensions are at an all time high. (He actually sounds like one of those Ground Zero infomercials on that bit) He mentions how everything is always trending towards chaos and entropy and how the signs that Tiamat is finally coming back to return the world to its natural state. Between your recent acceptance of his proposal and this, you don't think you've ever seen him so happy and excited.
  
  "Well whatever's going on, I'm glad we are leaving town, it's like everyone here has lost their mind." You say.
  "Yeah, some of my family don't agree that we should go to the compound. Some say we should be out here personally embracing the increasing chaos in the world like Tiamat would want, but... as I said there aren't a lot of us and I'd still like to make sure we're relatively safe. I believe Tiamat would want her chosen to be smart about things. Build up our numbers over time and THEN we will rise to become a force that none can oppose."
  
  You don't say much, you just nod and smile. You imagine you're going to be directly contributing to those "numbers." You cross your legs at the thought.
  
  Eventually you manage to get out of town and things are slightly better and the traffic is even thinning out. You've never been north of town before...actually you've never been out of town before. You also never realized how rural of an area you lived in.
  
  The quiet calm of the great outdoors is actually a little scarier than the chaos of the town you just left behind, doesn't help that it's getting dark by this point.
  
  Bobby ends up turning off the main road to an unsaved dirt one leading further into wilderness. Just as you're wonder how much further, you see the compound (surrounded by a high fence with razor wire of course) and it's certainly big enough and imposing enough to make any cult leader jealous.
  
  "Shit, it looks like a small prison." You say.
  "Yeah my dad and some of his brothers were constantly adding on to this thing for decades. To be honest, it isn't even completely finished. I mean it's more than sufficient for several people to comfortably live in, but there are many rooms that are just the bare minimum of four walls. Towards the back where you can't see from here, there are some portions of it that are exposed to the outside. However, seeing as there will be a bunch of us living here now, I think we'll at least be able to finish the place up, and in time make even more additions."
  "Didn't know your dad had brothers."
  "Yeah three older, and one younger. A younger sister too, but none of them will be coming here."
  "Oh. Wait, all of them are dead?"
  "No, the two younger siblings, Uncle Leslie and Aunt Lilith are still alive. In fact Leslie and Lilith live in a house together south of town. But let's just say they aren't exactly believers in the faith and chose a different path instead...I'm sure you've heard of the Ground Zero corporation especially with all their annoying infomercials and ads everywhere nowadays."
  "Wait, seriously? You've got family that works for GZ? You never told me that before either." You ask.
  "My dad wasn't really on speaking terms with either of them. Long story. Anyway, technically just Aunt Lilith works for GZ. Dunno doing what, but I think it's important. Uncle Leslie just lives with her and spends most of his time indulging in his pointless experiments, though I know he does some black market organ shit on the side." Bobby explains.
  "I guess you couldn't get your aunt to pull a few strings and get set up in one of those shelters they're always trying to sell huh?" You say.
  "Actually I did contact her during the recent family video conference. She told me that we'd all be much better off in dad's slightly unfinished compound than in one of those shelters. Apparently half of those things are death traps or something. She said even though she wasn't a believer, she still didn't want to subject her nieces and nephews to the fate of being in one of those live-in mass coffins."
  "Well that was nice of her to look out for you."
  "Yeah, she always was one of the nicest people in our family. Dunno why she's with Uncle Leslie, the guy is a psychotic asshole to practically everyone. Good doctor though. Anyway, let's see who's on duty tonight." Bobby says pulling up to the large gate.
  
  Bobby rolls down his window and speaks into an intercom.
  
  "Hey, it's Bobby. Anyone there?"
  "Bobby? Where the hell have you been? Thought you were going back into town and coming straight back to help with arranging all this furniture." A voice replies a few moments later.
  "Yeah well I had something really important to do and town is crazy right now. Did anyone else show up since yesterday?"
  "Nah, but a few people called saying they were going to get in by tomorrow at least."
  "Okay, what's everyone else doing right now?"
  "Um, well mostly everyone's asleep or otherwise retired to their rooms. Except me who drew the short straw to keep a look out for you."
  "What?! Asleep already? It's not that late!" Bobby exclaims.
  "Well everyone was a bit tired from all the moving around. Also your sister Helen felt the young ones should get a good night's sleep earlier since there's more shit to do tomorrow."
  "Hmm, well I had a big announcement to make, but I suppose if everyone is mostly in dreamland right now, it can wait until tomorrow. Might as well anyway seeing as you said more people are supposed to show up. Okay let us in William."
  "Us, huh? I guess that means you have a certain lady with you? Oh Tiamat, can't wait to see Diana's reaction to that one." William remarks.
  "Diana's gonna just have to fucking deal with it, I'm the fucking head of this family and I love this woman!"
  "Sheesh, calm down Bobby. I got no problem with that. I will just ask one thing, is she one of us?"
  
  Bobby looks over at you which puts you a bit on the spot.
  
  "I love you Bobby, and I go where you go now." You say which is enough of a positive answer for Bobby who has a big grin due to your answer.
  
  "Yes, of course she is." Bobby remarks.
  "Well then she's alright with me. Come on in around the right side, you'll be less likely to wake up the others and nobody is using that side of the building right now, so you'll have that big bedroom over there all to yourself."
  
  And with that the large gate slides open and Bobby drives you both in. He passes a few parked cars on his way over to the right wing of the compound and parks a few feet in front of a large door. You and he both get out.
  
  You attempt to get your bags, but again he insists on carrying them for you. He hands you the keys to the door to open it though, which you do and you both enter.
  
  After turning on a light switch, Bobby takes the lead.
  
  "Come on, down this corridor and through a couple of rooms."
  "This place isn't quite as spartan as I imagined. You've got some rather nice carpeting and even the wall coloring is fairly cheerful." You say walking and looking around.
  "I told you, this is our home, and we have to live here comfortably. We're not trying to create a psychologically oppressive effect to break down the willpower of potential followers, so what's the point of having a depressing drab gray everywhere?"
  "Makes sense. The artwork you got up is pretty...interesting as well." You say glancing at the various strange pictures hanging up ranging from multi headed dragons to gory scenes of sacrifices.
  "Oh, yeah. My grandmother painted most of these." Bobby replies.
  "Really? Well, she certainly made some vivid scenes. That one with young raven haired naked lady holding the bloody dagger surrounded by the corpses is pretty detailed. Probably the best one of the bunch." You say being supportive.
  "It should be the best one considering that's a self portrait of her. Took her a few months to finish it apparently because she wanted to get the color of decay just right for the bodies. Yep, she sure was talented."
  
  Bobby stares a bit at his long dead grandmother's naked image for a moment until you wave your hand in front of him.
  
  "Sorry, it's a bit hypnotic at times. Like the eyes follow you." Bobby says.
  "Hrmmm. Sure it's not two other things?" You ask.
  "Ha ha, well gotta admit, Grandma was pretty hot back in the day."
  "That...would be disturbing even if I wasn't your soon to be wife." You remark. (Though you're not really THAT disturbed given what you know of Bobby's family)
  "Oh I'm joking, you know you're the only one for me." Bobby says and kisses you on the cheek before saying you'll be heading up some nearby stairs.
  
  A flight of stairs, another corridor, a few rooms later and you're finally at your destination. A fully furnished master bedroom with all the comforts.
  
  "Well gotta admit, this is a very nice room. A little heavy on the red coloring, but I'll definitely be comfortable here especially since I'm starting to get tired."
  "Hey go ahead and relax. You're home now. I'd join you, but I think I better go see my cousin William to get a proper update on what's been going on, so I'll be back later."
  "Okay then." you say stretching out on the bed.
  
  Bobby kisses you goodbye and you're alone at last.
  
  You think about grabbing your laptop, but the bag it's in is too far and you're far too comfortable so you just spend your time scanning the room with your eyes thinking about your situation.
  
  When you look over to your left you notice another self portrait of Grandma Morningstar. Fortunately, she's got all her clothes on in this one and is in a more traditional pose. Same stern and confident look though.
  
  "Well I guess I'll be joining the family officially soon. Hope you approve from...well wherever you guys go when you shuffle off this mortal coil." You say towards the direction of the painting, though you don't look at it too long. Bobby's right, there is something a little hypnotic about the pictures of her.
  
  Instead you close your eyes as the comfort of the bed and silence causes you to soon fall asleep.
  
  > Next day...
  "And Suzy is the winner of the world banana eating championship! Let's all hear it for our little blonde small town girl!" The announcer shouts which is followed by a roaring crowd.
  
  Not even feeling full, you wipe away the whipped cream on your lips, graciously stand up and bow for your adoring fans. The big dude on your right wearing nothing but chaps and a biker jacket looks at you in disbelief and then turns away to puke in a bucket.
  
  Meanwhile the little Asian She-Male on your left just shakes his head wondering how the hell you could've beaten him.
  
  "I don't understand it...all my training. I glanced over at you during the contest...you...you were barely even chewing! How?" He asks.
  "Oh just natural talent at swallowing bananas I suppose." You reply humbly and wink at the audience, which continues to praise you.
  
  While you're blowing kisses at your fans, you suddenly get a feeling you've done something like this before....
  
  Suddenly a hand touches your shoulder and you spin around to see a woman about your age with long raven colored hair and a low cut black gown. She's pretty, but has a sneering look on her face. It's not quite a cruel look, but she's definitely not impressed with you.
  
  "So, you think you got what it takes to meet Misty huh? Pfft. I don't see you lasting another day. Maybe two at best."
  "Who is Misty?" you ask.
  "(Sigh) Deary, if you don't know, then you'll never know. And if you never know, then how can you ever hope to survive?" the woman says in a condescending tone and then starts laughing at you. She then begins to age rapidly until she becomes a wizened crone and then eventually a rotting corpse.
  
  When you begin to step back, the woman then disappears, but her laughter remains, getting louder and louder to the point being deafening and causing pain.
  
  You futilely attempt to cover your ears, but the laughter persists even when you try to cram left over bananas in your ears.
  
  Meanwhile, the biker turns in a unicorn and the she-male turns into rainbow colored fox which jumps on the back of the unicorn and they run off together. The audience surprisingly has completely disappeared. In fact it's just you and that awful laughter that won't quit.
  
  Just when you think you can't take the pain anymore everything goes black...
  
  You wake up to the sound of a female voice.
  
  "What's going on?!" you exclaim sitting up fast.
  "Oh! Sorry! I...I didn't mean to wake you...but I just was told to bring you this." the source of the female voice says.
  
  You rub your eyes and see a young woman with light brown hair before you holding a tray of food. She's probably a few years younger than you.
  
  "...wait...you're Helen right?" you say recognizing her.
  "Yes. I didn't think you remembered me. We only saw each other a couple times before." Helen says.
  "Yeah I remember you. Where's Bobby?"
  "Oh, Bobby's busy doing something with cousin William. I think its something to do with working on the compound here. I'm not really sure. I just tend to look after the little ones, but Bobby told me I should bring you something to eat, so um here."
  
  Helen thrusts the tray of food at you. It consists of typical breakfast type food like scrambled eggs, bacon, cereal and juice. You see no reason not to take the offering seeing as you aren't served like this very often.
  
  "Wow, breakfast in bed. That's something I've never had before." You say and start to eat.
  
  Helen stares at you nervously, which causes you to stop eating.
  
  "What?" you ask.
  "Oh! Nothing, I just wanted to make sure you liked it. Is the food good? I really didn't know what to make you and I just wanted it to be right." Helen says.
  "It's fine Helen." You say.
  "Oh good. I just...I just didn't want to disappoint you."
  "It's just breakfast Helen. Relax. Probably way better than anything I could make, I dunno how to cook."
  "You don't? Didn't your mother teach you?" Helen asks as if cooking is something every woman knows how to do.
  "Nope. She taught me how to sew when I was younger, but I sort of stopped doing it when she died of a flesh-eating virus. Didn't really see the point anymore."
  "Oh no, how sad!" Helen says empathetically.
  "Yeah." You say continuing to eat.
  "Well don't worry, I'm a very good cook and I can even teach you!"
  "Hm, well between that offer and this meal, you've probably done more for me than my own family has in years."
  "I'm so glad you said that. I want us to get along because I know you're going to be married to Bobby and all."
  "Wait, Bobby told you already?" you ask.
  "He told everyone last night. He was so happy. I'm so glad he was, I like seeing him happy."
  "Hm, I can guess who wasn't happy to hear about it." You remark.
  "Oh. Yes. Um...you probably mean Diana. Yes, she was quite upset. Um...in fact I probably should leave. She's looking after the little ones and I'm sure I'll get an earful about being away from my duties for so long. She's in a bad enough mood as it is." Helen says.
  "Okay, well sorry to keep you then. I don't want to get you into trouble."
  "Oh, it's okay. I'm not really worried about me anyway. It's just if I stay away for too long she might... well she's not as patient as I am with our younger siblings. So are you okay with the food and everything?"
  "Yeah Helen."
  "Okay good. Good. Um...okay I'm going now. Um, I suppose I'll see you around some time."
  "Okay then."
  
  At this point Helen nervously waves and opens the door to leave, but then she calls out to you.
  
  "Um, Suzy?"
  "Yes?"
  "I'm really glad you're going to be part of this family soon." She says with a faint smile and then leaves.
  
  You shake your head and finish your food. Helen obviously has some issues. Though maybe its because you know what its like to have a bullying older sister, you can sympathize.
  
  After putting aside your food tray you take a shower in the private bathroom connected to the bedroom which is very convenient. While washing up you take time to ponder your odd dream which while having its surreal moments seemed "real" to you in some ways. The raven haired woman in the dream was most certainly Bobby's grandmother which is sort of creepy, but then maybe she just popped up due you seeing pictures of her (and even one in your room) earlier that night. Ultimately you decide not to worry too much about it unless this becomes an ongoing problem.
  
  After your shower, you then change your clothing and decide to explore what is now your new home.
  
  You walk around the right wing of the compound, upstairs and down, not running into anyone. It's all pretty empty on this side which is sort of good you suppose and you're half tempted to just go back to your new room and play on your computer. However, you figure you're going to have to make the effort to be social with everyone so you head over to the central part of the compound where you assume more of Bobby's family is located.
  
  Eventually you get to a large dining area and see a few dirty plates still on the table. The voices of children can be heard a few rooms away and then...
  
  That red headed witch Diana steps out from the kitchen.
  
  She holds a knife in one hand and you notice her hand tighten around its handle when she sees you.
  
  "Look, I don't want any trouble Diana. I know you're mad but..." you start to say before Diana interrupts.
  "Spare me your pathetic words blonde whore. You will not sway me with superficial attempts at diplomacy. YOU are in my way, but I promise you that before the week's end, you will be out of it."
  
  When you cautiously step back a bit, Diana smirks.
  
  "You better keep stepping backwards and out the front door if you want to stay out of my way AND keep your pitiful life."
  
  While Diana is doing a fairly adequate job of intimidating you, she's actually starting to make you angry. Like a rage is building up within you and you feel like just picking up one of the forks on one of the dirty plates on the table and stabbing her in the neck with it.
  
  In fact violent visions start to enter your head, visions of bloody bodies and other murderous images. They hit you so suddenly; you actually stumble and keep yourself from falling by propping yourself up against the table. You then rub your head from this spell, as you don't feel completely well.
  
  "Now what? Am I scaring you too much? Are you about to cry? By Tiamat you really are worthless. And that is why you'll never make a good wife to my brother. You're far too weak. My brother will realize that soon." Diana remarks.
  
  As unwell as you suddenly feel, the rage within you is still rising.
  
  > attack Diana
  You already put up with one bullying asshole of an older sister who basically threw you out your house, you'll be damned if you'll let someone else do it again.
  
  You turn your head to address Diana.
  
  "Hey, you know what your brother also realized? That I'm more fun in the bed than you are. Told me you were about as fun as fucking a log and about as lively too. Yeah, I'm crying alright, I'm crying tears of laughter at your fucking stupidity if you actually think you have a chance at getting Bobby back."
  
  If Diana were a cartoon character you'd imagine this would be the part where steam shoots out of her head and her face goes completely red.
  
  "You're fucking dead blondie!" Diana shouts and runs at you with the knife in hand.
  
  You grab one of the plates on the table and throw it at her. She dodges, but it's enough to get her a bit off balance while you grab a fork and plunge it into the side of her arm.
  
  "Agh SHIT!" she shouts , but manages to swipe at you with her knife which barely misses your face. You don't have time to retrieve your fork from her arm.
  
  You throw another plate at her, which causes her to drop her knife when she blocks her face with her hands. She recovers quickly however and pulls the fork from her arm and lunges at you with it.
  
  As the pair of you struggle, you and Diana have made enough noise for others to take notice of it. Helen comes walking into the room with a couple of kids behind her and freaks out.
  
  "Wha...Stop! Stop it! Don't fight!" she exclaims and then screams for help and runs over to attempt to disarm her sister.
  
  "Please Diana, don't..." Helen utters before Diana shoves her aside. At least this allows you to grab Diana's wrist and slam it hard on the edge of the table, causing her to drop the fork. Doesn't stop her from punching you with her free hand though.
  
  Helen once again tries to pull the two of you apart, but fails to do so. She ends up shouting at the cheering children who are enjoying the violent display to go fetch help.
  
  Meanwhile Diana is slightly getting the better of you in this fight as she lands a kick to your stomach, flooring you. You wheeze and have a hard time catching your breath.
  
  "You actually thought you could challenge me? What was that about me being the stupid one?" Diana taunts as she picks up a nearby chair. You barely manage to roll out of the way when she tries to bring it down on your head.
  
  Desperate to gain the advantage again, you struggle to get back up and start throwing plates at her again. She manages to deflect them with the chair, but then with all your energy you charge at her and holding on to the other end of the chair you slam her into the wall.
  
  You manage to pull the chair away and then it's just you and her again. At first you're scratching, punching and slapping each other upright and then soon the pair of you are rolling on the floor.
  
  "By Tiamat's Chaotic Cunt, quick grab 'em both!" you hear a male voice shout.
  
  A mass of various arms and hands grab you and Diana and after a bit of prying, the would be peacemakers succeed in keeping you and Diana from doing anymore damage.
  
  "I'M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU AND I'M NOT FUCKING LEAVING!" you scream at Diana who is being pulled away by Helen and another well dressed man you don't recognize.
  "Whoa, easy! Easy! I gotcha." The male voice says that spoke earlier. You look and see the one who has pulled you away from Diana and see a scruffy looking man.
  "Let go of me!" you exclaim and pull away from the man who lets you go.
  
  "Okay, okay, you're free, now I heard you two don't like each other, but already? What the hell happened?"
  
  At this point you and Diana both start accusing each other of starting the fight. After some shouting you demand to know where Bobby is.
  
  "Bobby isn't here. He actually left an hour ago to go gather some stuff from the old house. (Sigh) I wish he was here though, because this is definitely his problem not mine." The scruffy man says.
  "Yeah, well who the fuck are you anyway?" you exclaim.
  "Wow, you're actually a little different than I expected considering what Bobby has said about you. Though if you need to the introductions, I'm William. Mr. fancy over there is Brandon." William remarks.
  "Hey." Brandon says.
  
  Diana interrupts this temporary break in the hostilities by attempting to attack you again, but Brandon and Helen manage to hold her back, meanwhile William grabs you since you attempt to defend yourself.
  
  "Let me go! Why the fuck are you all holding me back?! You should be letting me kill this fucking outsider and serving her heart up to Tiamat!" Diana exclaims.
  "Yeah, while that would normally be the plan, you know damn well this is Bobby's bride to be and he's the head of the family. Now I know your pissed about that but them's the rules." William remarks.
  
  "Shut the fuck up William you don't know shit about how I feel! And since when do you give a shit about the rules for anything?" Diana says.
  "Okay, I'll give you both of those. However I DO respect your brother and he loves this woman so you and nobody else will be sacrificing or harming her in any way...besides given how she was fighting, I'd say she shows promise of fitting right in in this family." William laughs.
  
  Diana shakes her head, fumes and huffs about her situation. She looks like she's about to attack you again, but instead she pushes Helen out of the way and storms off. Despite being pushed Helen follows her sister in an effort to console her.
  
  "Well. That was exciting. If we're all done here, I'll be checking on Veronica and making sure the young ones aren't getting into the armory or something. Um, nice meeting you Suzy." Brandon remarks straightening out his suit and walks away.
  
  You sit down on a nearby chair rubbing the upper left side of your face, which is probably sporting a bruise or soon will be. You still feel angry, but you're too tired to go chasing after Diana at this moment. You notice William still lingering around and staring at you.
  
  "What?!" you ask.
  "Okay, just settle down now. I'm not the enemy here." William remarks.
  "Maybe not, but I don't really care for your staring right now."
  "Fair enough. Like I said, you're just much different than what I expected. Bobby mentioned to me you were this gentle quite girl. More like Helen actually. Never expected you to be giving Diana a good fight. On your second day here no less."
  "Yeah, well everyone has their limits."
  "Guess that's true too, though I'm sure you know why Diana doesn't like you."
  "Yeah I know, and you know what? That's tough shit and she needs to just get the fuck over it. Bobby wants to marry ME. Not her. It isn't my fault that she's not woman enough for him. To my understanding she had YEARS with him. If she couldn't hang on to him with that much of a head start, I'd say the problem was with her, not me."
  
  William smiles at your remark.
  
  "Man, I wasn't sure if I'd like you, but shit if you weren't Bobby's bride to be, I'D marry you. Well if I was the marrying type. Anyway, I'd say you handled the situation with Diana the only way you could have. She at least knows she can't just bully you like she does with poor Helen. Still, I'd watch out. It isn't over with her. She's not going to just let this go."
  "I'm going to tell Bobby about this and he's going to just have to straighten her out once and for all."
  "Well, that MIGHT work in the short term, but Diana doesn't let go of grudges and given that you'll officially become family soon, she's likely to ignore him. Look, it's like this. Diana is definitely going to try to do something to you before you can marry Bobby because if she succeeds in getting you out of the picture before that happens, she won't suffer any repercussions. Granted Bobby will probably be pissed at her and she'll get passed over for Helen I suppose, but as a follower of Tiamat she technically has got the right to kill an outsider. It's just out of respect for Bobby that we accept you."
  "Okay, so as soon as Bobby gets back, I'm going to demand he marry me now."
  "Heh, well due to some sort of alignment of the stars on Friday I don't think it's going to be moved forward. Though, given how pissed Diana is about all this, I really wouldn't put it past her to just wait years to get revenge on you and make it look like an accident or make up some sort of bullshit about it being Tiamat's will or something."
  "So...what...am I going to have to kill her to get any fucking peace?" you blurt out.
  
  William waves his hand down a bit as if to tell you to be quiet and looks around.
  
  "Shhh, don't talk that way out loud. You're not officially family yet. You talk like that around some of the others here and they'll throw you on the sacrificial altar. Hell, even Helen would probably go tell on you for talking like that." William says.
  "What the hell? What about Bobby? Doesn't his leadership mean anything?!"
  "Well yeah, but in case you hadn't noticed, he's very observant of certain rules and rituals. As much as he loves you, I don't even he would be able to help if you actually killed Diana."
  "Well I gotta do something! I can't just sit around with a thumb up my ass constantly looking over my shoulder thinking Diana's going to do something to me."
  "I know and I get it. (Sigh) Quite frankly if I was running things, I'd go back to the old ways of Tiamat where we had less rules and ritual and more adherence to primal urges. What I'd do is have you and Diana enter a steel cage and nobody left until one of you was dead, but that's me."
  "Great. Glad to know I'd be better off under a more anarchic regime." You say with a tone of defeat.
  
  William exhales deeply and then speaks.
  
  "Well blondie, this is how I see it. You can either hold out until Friday after which point you can probably get rid of Diana a little easier or at least with less repercussions. Or you can, shall we say...find an opportunity before then. I'm not saying anymore, but if you really feel like you're in immediate danger then you know what to do."
  
  With those words, William leaves you alone to ponder his advice.
  
  > take care of Diana
  You get up and decide you need to take things into your own hands. You are not going to spend one more night under this roof with someone who openly wants to kill you.
  
  You catch up to William who hasn't gone far and ask him where Diana's room is.
  
  "Left wing second floor...uh...you planning to do that thing?" he asks.
  "Guess you'll find out soon." You say and walk past him.
  
  You make your way through the house and climb a flight of stairs. As you're looking around for where Diana's room is, you hear some voices and start heading towards them since they sound familiar.
  
  The closer you get and you recognize one of the voices as Helen. The louder voice with the abusive tone can only be Diana.
  
  "Diana, please try to calm yourself..." Helen says.
  "Calm myself? Are you a fucking idiot?! That fucking bitch is an outsider and you're seriously okay with that?! You're okay with her taking Bobby away?" Diana replies.
  "But she isn't taking him away, he'll still be here..."
  "Helen, you're a f...WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM? GET THE FUCK OUT!" Diana says when she sees you enter.
  
  Helen turns her head and sees you and she looks scared about what's going to happen next.
  
  "Uh...um hey Suzy...I really don't think this is a good time..." Helen remarks and tries to get in between you and Diana who is already making steps towards you.
  
  You didn't necessarily plan on Helen being here, but given how she's been living in fear of Diana for years, you're fairly certain you can angle that in your favor. You plan is fairly simple. You're going to "apologize" but you know Diana is going to just start a fight again and in the process you're going to do damage she's going to be less likely to walk away from.
  
  You've already clashed with her once, she wasn't nearly as tough as she makes out and you're tougher than you actually thought you were.
  
  Survival of the fittest is going to play out very soon.
  
  "Diana, like I said before I didn't come here to fight. I've just come to apologize if I offended you downstairs. I should've realized this is your home and I had no right to insult you."
  "And like I said before I'm not interested in anything you've got to say you fucking man stealing cunt! Now get the fuck out of here before Bobby comes home to a corpse bride!"
  
  Helen at this point is practically pushing you out the door, but you're not moving.
  
  "Diana, are you seriously going to threaten my life again after I'm trying to make peace?" you ask.
  "Suzy, please get out of here..." Helen says.
  "BITCH I DON'T WANT PEACE WITH YOU! YOU STOLE MY BOBBY AWAY RAAAAAAGH!" Diana screams and charges at you. Somehow Helen manages to duck and squeeze out of the way before she's tackled along with you.
  
  Diana is now fighting with a fury you didn't see downstairs. While she was certainly filled with rage before, now it seems like she's possessed. You catch two blows to the face before you manage to push her back and land a kick to her stomach.
  
  Helen helplessly stands nearby calling for you both to stop, but neither of you are listening. Nearby vases are smashed, knick-knacks are knock over and even small pieces of furniture are damaged.
  
  Eventually Diana pushes you backwards and then runs back into her room. You waste no time in chasing after her only to find that she's attempting to grab a large dagger from under her bed.
  
  She slashes at you with it, but misses and you land a kick to her face. You then grab her and slam her into a desk causing her to drop her knife.
  
  You go to pick it up, but Diana prevents you from doing so by crashing her bruised body into yours. The pair of you roll on the floor some more until you finally get the upper hand again and knock Diana into her window and partially through it.
  
  Diana groans in pain, but doesn't move. The top part of her body dangles outside, and her lower back is no doubt impaled on some of the broken glass. It'll be a simple matter of you just picking up her legs and pushing her out.
  
  Or at least it would if Helen wasn't around.
  
  "Stop it! Stop it please! Don't kill her! She's my sister!" Helen shouts.
  "Helen, this bitch has been abusing you for YEARS. Don't you think it's time for her bullying to end? Come on Helen, you know your life would be better without her. Come on, just let everyone know this was purely in self defense. You know this is the right thing." You say.
  
  Helen looks around a moment and bites her lip. She's very unsure, but eventually she complies.
  
  "...okay...just do it." she says and turns her head away.
  
  You smile and go to pick up Diana's legs. You knew Helen would side against her sister.
  
  As you push Diana out the window, that's when you realize Helen's sided against you as well. You feel a sharp pain go straight into your back. The shock causes you to temporarily unable to catch your breath as you try to reach for whatever it is that just got plunged into you.
  
  You turn around just in time to see Helen give you a hefty shove.
  
  "Sorry Suzy." She says and you fall out the window.
  
  The thing is, you may have possibly still survived the fall, but unfortunately landing on your back with a big knife in it, drives it completely through the front of your chest.
  
  As you lay next to Diana's corpse, gurgling blood and struggling to breathe you soon follow her in death.