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Insanity is a Girl's Best Friend	By : Zaikia Category: +A through F > F.E.A.R. Views: 4736 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own F.E.A.R, nor its characters. I do not make money off of my writing.

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Summary: Genesis Randell has never been a normal 22-year old. With her parents killed at the age of 8 and subjected to years of torture, insanity just became her best friend. Now at 22-years old, she indulges herself in the genre of horror. When she finishes F.E.A.R 3 for the first time, Genesis finds herself in a universe that she thought was fictional and she’s being stalked by a ghost. Fettel/OC, Takes place a few months after F.E.A.R 3.

Chapter 1

I heard the sound of metal grinding against each other, humans screaming, children crying.

I lifted my small body off the ground, feeling blood trickle down my forehead. The car was inches away from me and the sound of my parents’ screaming as they were burned alive would never leave my mind.

Never.

My emerald green eyes opened as the dream ended. It was a memory, but it was a dream during the night while I slept. I could feel the hot flames; hear the screaming, taste the blood in my mouth. I lifted up my head and glanced at the red, glaring numbers of my alarm clock.

7:30, the time the gun shop below my small apartment opened up. I sighed and threw the covers off, tired from not getting enough sleep. My bare feet trailed over the worn, grey carpet as I walked into the bathroom and switched the light on.

I took a quick shower and then got dressed in black fitting jeans with many holes in them, a blue tight fitting short sleeve shirt and a black thigh length jacket that zips up to the bottom of my chest. I glanced at myself in the mirror. My very pale skin contrasted with my brownish-black hair that had bright red and blue streaks in it and reached my lower back. Long bangs framed my face and my hair was somehow naturally straight, like slick straight.

Both of my ears had several piercings in them, a nose and a lip piercing. Once I left the bathroom, I slipped on my black leather knee-high boots and zipped them up, leaving to go downstairs for work.

I remembered the exact day when Claire found me……

Flashback, 4 years ago……

It’s been three days, four hours, 2 minutes and 4 seconds since I was released from the hospital. I limped down the street as rain poured down on my head. I held my arm, which lay limp to my side.

Why do I always have to get into fights? It just always causes trouble.

I limped over to a tree and lay down against it, shivering. Maybe this would be a good death for me. Maybe I would die in my sleep.

I suddenly heard the screeching of tires and opened my eyes to see a vehicle stop beside the sidewalk. I saw the door open, a woman come out and then she hurried towards me. “Oh dear, what are you doing out in this weather?!” she knelt down in front of me and she looked about early 50’s, with brown graying hair and blue eyes.

I shrugged. “Just got released from the mental hospital……”

The woman took her jacket off and placed it around my shoulders. “Come on dear; let’s get you into the car. What’s your name?”

I was silent for a moment before I answered. “Genesis.”

She smiled, brushing some of my brownish-black locks out of my face. “It’s very nice to meet you Genesis. My name’s Claire.”

End Flashback

I was grateful that she had saved me from death. Claire greeted me as I came downstairs. They had just opened up the shop. “Good morning Genesis! What would you like for breakfast?” she asks.

“Some French toast would be alright.” I replied and Claire ran off to the kitchen to make breakfast. Claire and her husband Derek also lived in a house that was connected to the gun shop.

Now, here’s the thing. I’ve been living with these folks for four years and I hate Derek with a fiery passion.

Why?

You don’t wanna know how he looks at me. Derek is much bigger than me in size, but I could easily take him down with my stature. I was smaller than him, but I had quite a bit of strength.

He looks at me with lust and hunger in his eyes and I always keep a switchblade in my back pocket just in case he tries anything. I glared at him as he looked at me and waited for my breakfast.

By the time night came along, we sold five guns, Claire one, Derek two and two for me. We got pretty good money from them and I was paid my amount, around 200 dollars every two weeks.

When 8:30 came along, Claire closed up shop and patted me on the back. “Good job selling those two guns today Genesis. We taught you well.”

I nodded and then we headed off for dinner. As we ate, I announced about my leaving. “I’m leaving.” I spoke, causing both Claire and Derek to look at me.

“When?” Derek asks.

“Next January.” I replied. Right now it was the middle of November, which would give me the rest of November and all of December to get my things ready. “I was looking up jobs in New York and found one at a small computer business. The manager has already left me a spot open. I just need enough to travel there and find my own place.”

“Oh! That’s wonderful Genesis!” Claire exclaimed happily, clapping her hands together. “It’s been such a wonderful time having you here with us. I feel like you’re our own child, even though we never had any.”

“Thanks very much for letting me stay here Claire. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t stopped that night.” I said and then finished my plate. “I’ll be upstairs if you need me.”

I walked upstairs and closed my door and locked it. I wouldn’t want Derek trying to sneak up on me. I put on pajamas and sat down in front of my television and grabbed my game, F.E.A.R 3 and popped in the disk. I grabbed my controller and went down to my saved game and clicked X. I played through the night and finally came to the final boss battle; Point Man vs. Paxton Fettel.

I gotta say though, Paxton Fettel has to be my favorite F.E.A.R character. He’s psychotic, crazy and a bit like me. ‘Cept I don’t eat people.

However, since I was too into my game, I never noticed my bedroom door open, or Derek walk into the room behind me. I heard the floor creak and I whirled around, only to have my controller smacked out of my hand and a hand grabbed my throat, slamming me onto the floor.

Derek’s eyes were full of lust and hunger and he licked his lips. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this Genesis? I’ve waited such a long time that when you announced you were leaving, I just had to do this now.” He grabbed both of my wrists in one of his large hands and pinned them above my head.

He grabbed a cloth that appeared out of nowhere and gagged me. With one hand still holding my wrists together, the other hand slipped under my pajama shirt and trailed up my stomach.

My emerald eyes narrowed to slits and with one swift move, I bent my knee upwards, hitting him in the gut and Derek gasped, falling to the ground. I ripped the gag off and quickly grabbed some rope, tying Derek’s arms and legs to the posts of my bed.

“Now, what were you going to do?” I questioned darkly and Derek looked terrified. I brought out my switchblade and sat on his stomach, grabbing his chin. “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out. Now!” he did as so and I grabbed his tongue with two fingers and pressed the blade to it. “Now, before I kill you, I’m going to show you the real meaning of pain.” I smirked darkly and with one swift slash, I severed his tongue with my switchblade.

Derek’s scream of pain was muffled as I gagged him. He struggled against the ropes as my switchblade trailed down to his pants. “You know when people say you’re insane and you don’t show it? Nod.”

Derek nodded and I grinned darkly. “Because they don’t show it until someone makes them.” And I plunged the blade into his dick. Derek screamed out in pain as his manhood was severed and I yanked the switchblade out, positioning it above his chest.

Let’s say I got too carried away in the stabbings that I lost track.

Afterwards, I had to start the part of my game over because Derek didn’t give me a chance to save. I finally beat my game with ease and then took a long, hot shower. I dressed in the same clothes I wore earlier and grabbed my black Evanescence bag, taking what I needed.

I grabbed a paintbrush and dipped it in Derek’s blood, spreading it on the wall.

YOU NEVER KNEW YOUR HUSBAND.

Once I was done, I cleaned my hands and was walking towards my door when I heard a voice call out my name.

“Genesis….”

I glanced over at my television and saw that it was just a black screen, but I saw a person in the distance. And as the person got closer, I recognized him. Paxton Fettel.

“Did it feel good when you killed him? When his blood was spilt? People like him deserve to die, don’t they?” he questioned and then stopped. “Just like the people of Armacham. Come closer.” He said and held out his hand.

I should’ve known better, maybe this is a really good dream. Maybe I passed out after killing Derek.

Nonetheless, I walked towards the television and once I was in front of it, I kneeled down and my hand unconsciously began reaching for the television. When my hand touched the television, it went completely through.

“Wha-?” Was all I could say before a hand grabbed my own and yanked me into the television. I felt like I was falling down in darkness, but I heard Fettel’s voice echo all around me.

He chuckled darkly. “Welcome to my world Genesis.”

And then I hit the ground.
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