[dryriahriah We can carry this on if you want to!]

Rachel let out a soft sigh as she set up the cream carpeted stairs, her bottle green eyes slightly darker than usual. She knew why. She knew why all to well... it was because she was slowly slipping. Slipping into insanity, into a thing she said she would never be. Genocidal.

Since Chara disconnected her soul, about a month ago, things... began to change. Kaci had more control, since usually Chara and Mentality controlled the body to be neutral. Since Chara had left, Mentality struggled on her own. This was failing visibly, since Mentality NEEDED Chara's help. The effect of this was drastic to User, the girl snapping at everything and hardly stopping herself killing everything that moved. Rachel took Chara's part as well as her own, trying to handle both the neutral and pacifism energy.

However, as expected, this didn't turn out well. At all. The negative energy was clearly winning, Rachel slowly darkening with features and personality. Her usually well kept and soft figure was now darker. More sinister. Not the girl at all. She couldn't handle this. The only thing stopping her full change was the fact that she hadn't killed yet. The urge was growing ever stronger. Taking control...

The angel sighed a soft sigh, slowly opening the door to one of her lovers rooms. Insanity. Also known as Empathy. Her fingers gently ran along the door frame for a second, before she slowly walked to the bedside table. She couldn't hide the small smile on her lips, slipping gloves on as she carefully picked it up. The blessed knife. Insanity's blessed knife. She knew she was holding much power in her hands, that she could kill anyone that came close. However, she just spun it in her hands, a small giggle escaping her mouth. Perfect.

She tensed up quickly after hearing a sound, gaze quickly casting to the bed. Snoring. Oh, Insanity was asleep. Rachel chuckled faintly, running her gloved hand across the others cheek with a smile, hearing the others soft snores. He was so peaceful when asleep. So calm and gentle. So innocent. So... open. Helpless. Easy to kill. She gazed at the knife in her hand, slowly holding it just above the others neck. She could do it. She could kill him but... something stopped her. She couldn't describe what it was...

The girl slowly pulled away from the other, walking towards the door before turning to face the bed with a smile. "Don't wake up, my dear. You won't like what you see." She whispered, chuckling as she grabbed his spare jacket off the spiny chair before closing the door. She slowly slid the hoodie over the top of her light grey shirt, moaning happily at the feeling. She gazed to the knife against, grinning as she walked downstairs to the door. The angel slowly opened it, only to tense at a hand on her left shoulder, the grip tightening. Mentality.

"Angel, what are you doing.. it's so late... why are you dressed like this... come back to bed..." the Italian demon murmurs, her black nightgown with a skull on the front falling down her figure, showing off her pretty curves. Honestly, the other looked a sight. "Please... come back up to bed sweetie... it's much to late for you to be going out.." her voice, unlike normal, was soft. Pleading. Innocent. Naive. Was the other bordering little space? Possibly.

Rachel sighed softly, letting her hand fall from the door handle. "Elvie..." she began, voice sickly sweet. Anyone would question it. Anyone who was properly awake and in the right mindset, that is. "I'm afraid I can't do that..." The next few moments were lightening quick. Rachel quickly turned around, forcing Insanity's blessed knife into Mentality's chest and she covered her mouth with the other hand. Mentality let out a muffled, high pitched scream, the scream piercing Rachel's ears despite not hearing it properly. The angel twisted the knife slightly, earning another scream before pulling it out. She shoved the other to the ground, Mentality crying in pain as she stared up at the other who was just staring at her.

Mentality whimpered weakly, letting herself collapse onto her back with a whine. This brought a small grin to the others lips, Rachel stepping on the others chest before putting pressure on it. The choked scream of Mentality flooded the house, definitely waking up a few people, alerting others who weren't awake. "You'll be dead before they can save you. Hopefully. None of you will stop me." She chuckled weakly, pressing down more which made Mentality cry weakly. "Its funny, you know. This whole thing could've been averted if you weren't so WEAK and could keep control of the neutral side of User."

Rachel's head flicked up, cursing softly as she heard people moving upstairs, probably coming down soon. "Fuck... well, my time here is done. Have fun with what little time you have left~" Then she was gone, no trace that she was there anyway. The girl had teleported away. Mentality could only see the feet running towards her as she blacked out. Hoping. PRAYING that she would live through this and that SOMEONE could stop Rachel before it was all too late...

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