Luna

I was currently borrowing the office of the North Chrono-Haven stadium manager. Ozeth would usually be with me for a situation like this but he was currently assisting Donny in getting ready.

I really don’t like this. We were about to make Donny act like a bad guy again. I understood why we were doing it, I also definitely understood that it must be done like this… but I didn’t like it. Donny was clearly uncomfortable with the whole situation but he still agreed to do it.

“Good Evening Luna, Mr. Ramdass will join us in a couple of minutes” Dante walked into the office wearing his favorite black suit. He was a tall bald man with a set of smart glasses and well done upkeep beard. I actually liked him. He was professional late thirties man with great intelligence and ambition. He alone was responsible for Ozeth still having most of his hair. Actually when I think about it… I did like him, until today. Now I was very upset with him.

“Good evening Dante, your late 3min.” Dante visibly flinched as he sensed the hostility in my tone. After a few seconds of silence he finally decided to speak “I know you’re angry with me Luna, but b—“I interrupted him immediately “Angry? For what possible reason do you think I’m angry?!”

Dante looked around the room, clearly spending an extra moment on the exit behind him. Then he continued “Because of Donny” Angry? Yes I was upset I admit it. But actually angry?! …Actually I was angry, why was I so angry? We were just using Donny to make sure our careers continue without an issue. Me being upset was a normal thing, Donny has spent maybe only one week in our life but he was nothing but impressive… in his average way.

“Let me stop you right there Dante! Yes I am upset, I admit it. But angry? For what reason?! Yes we like Donny, I like Donny. He is a very skilled housekeeper and a model employee. Yes there were some incidents—“

“Like the one when he got drunk” I chose to ignore that “Or when he decided to make the restaurants staff night a living hell because he was to embarrassed to admit he didn’t like the food?” I chose to ignore that part as well. And yes we all knew… it was kind of obvious… what an idiot. “Or the point, that you actually entered the kitchen earlier yesterday to try your hand at coking?” Dante just continued as I kept quit “Not to mention he refused the phone he was given, what did he say again… oh yea *I will not use this fruit logo bullshit of a thing you call a phone. Do you know androids are 10 times better* “ … Is he actually spying on us or something? I thought his power was shield manifestation or something? “Or that you played a complete tech idiot who doesn’t know a difference between analog and digital even though you control 29% of the tech stock market?”

“T-t-t-that is none of your business!” I mean Donny was so proud as he was explaining… I just didn’t have the heart to point out his mistakes or anything!” Donny is a complete… how do you say dork! Goofy! Clearly embarrassed for every simple little thing! Have you seen his fashion sense?! He actually tried to dress up for us tonight!!! Can you believe somebody at his age still thinks having skulls on his shirt is cool!” Huh? Why is Dante looking at me like that… and why am I fidgeting like this or defending myself!

“Suuuuuure!” Hey! Don’t get any ideas “Well it doesn’t matter Luna, my point is that you know this is the best way we can do this.” I do…but… it just felt wrong for some reason.

“And Donny accepted his role without issue” AND THAT’S THE PROBLEM! He still accepted to do it! Even though it meant that he was going to put himself in the spotlight which he clearly hates! He is going to make his life harder for us again.

But before we could continue the door to the office opened and he walked in

“Good evening Mr. Ramdass, it’s a pleasure” Dante greeted the famous critic as he walked into the room like he owned the place. He was a short older gentleman with a long braided beard and upkeep hair. The old brown coat was screaming 90’s detective… I could smell the tobacco from here. At least Donny smokes those cigarettes that don’t smell so much… and why am I thinking about Donny again!

“Good evening. Ah Ms. Luna” He smiled as he approached me and offered me his hand… that smile was very fake, a smile of a predator “I look forward to the show you’re going to provide me tonight… the rest of the members are not here?”

“No Mr. Ramdass t---“

“Hardon, call me Hardon. May I call you just Luna as well?” The other part of your name is not better at all! But I need to be polite “Of course Hardon. And please enjoy our concert first and then you will have the meeting with all of us after the concert” I gave the best sincere smile I could do.

“Wonderful. But may I just ask a couple of questions before the concert?” Dante clearly didn’t like the idea “ Umm… Mr. Ramdass that is n—“I raised my hand to interrupt Dante immediately, I knew this was going to happen and I prepared“ Of course Hardon, please feel free.”

“Wonderful! Now I want to ask about Donatello Porter actually” Figures. I knew this is on the top of his head. And I would love to see Donny’s face when he calls him Donatello. I have never met anybody who hated his full name so much. It’s actually very funny! He fell asleep a few days ago on the couch and I was bored so I started whispering his full name. He actually grumbled and clearly got irritated even though he was sleeping… Huh? Why are they looking at me like that

“Umm… Luna are you going to answer?”… Crap! I didn’t hear a thing he said “*Cough* my apology. Can you repeat the question?” I was met with an arched eyebrow and annoyed expression as he wrote something on his notepad… seriously? But he complied in the end “So what exactly are you hoping to do regarding this particular situation with Mr. Porter”

Ok enough thinking about Donny! I need to take care of this for now. I wonder if Ozeth is preparing him properly

“Well our plan is t—“

Donny

“Repeat it for Ozeth one more time Donny, please” I just took a deep breath as I we were making our way through the hallways going to the Stadium Hall

“I take a seat and I act like a condescending piece of shit. Inappropriate comments during the show. Make fun of Xera’s dance routine. Give sexual provocations to Vermilia and so on. Also I should use every opportunity to look at the other guests like I’m better than them… did I get it right?”

Ozeth happily nodded, clearly satisfied with me “ And in the end?” To which I gave my biggest sigh yet. It was… well embarrassing “When Luna asks me how was my night I will give some bullshit speec—“ Ozeth cleared his throat clearly unsatisfied with how I started … “ I will give a carefully prepared speech and apologize because I wanted the extra attention and to feel special… And then I slap Xera’s ass!” To which he actually chocked on his spit… But he understood I was joking soon after that and he laughed… yea no way I’m doing that. I would like to keep my hand attached to my body, thank you very much.

“Very good Donny! Very good! Ozeth is proud. And don’t worry about any backlash! Ozeth’s PR team will make sure we fix your image in the next few weeks! No more people ambushing you at your old apartment!” No more what ambushing me where?

Before I could ask what he meant, Ozeth got called by one of the staff members. Apparently some emergency. Luckily for me, my security was supposed to meet me just around the corner… and boy did I have smile on my face. It was the biggest legally allowed rock. Or actually better said it was Rocco.

“Hey Rocco, are you my guard tonight?”

The big guy just nodded happily as he shook my hand “I got you”

I still didn’t really understand why I needed security… but I’m not one to complain.

As we finally entered the huge stadium… it was packed. Mass of people with signs and those stupid glowing sticks were around. Fans of all races and age were screaming the girl’s names. So I just took a deep breath and walked down the stars towards the bottom where the VIP area was.

Some people noticed us straight away. Maybe because of Rocco who was huge, maybe because of me who looked so out of place… but some people definitely recognized me as I could feel the gazes of murder upon my back… or maybe it just had something to do with me entering the VIP area.

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It was different then on the South stadium. First off this whole area was open. The stage was done in a giant T style with the head towards the fans. The VIP area was also very different. Instead of separate booth’s it was done in one single giant semi-circle. Already two sets of people were there.

On the far left was I presume Ramdass. He matched the picture I was shown and he looked like he ran away from a 80’s detective show. On the far right was a group of… oh brother. It was a group of girls, all young in some school uniforms. Not many schools actually have the uniform system. But a few that do are usually either very religious or for the higher class… and by the pendant that was a whirling circle with 5 stars around it representing the Void with the 5 seals of races that hold it in bay. It was clear as day they were the former… great! Just great! I’m about to be a asshole in front of a group of nine soon to be Nun’s… and looks there are three clearly older ones who are there to supervise them!

Nobody told me that my neighbors were going to be some lucky girls who got lucky at a lottery ticket... They apparently noticed me staring at them… so I decided to enter character “ Wow! I should go for some confession… if you know what I mean”… By the void! I feel so dirty! And if looks could purify I would be burning because of the way they were looking at me. I heard a scratching sound behind me and noticed that Ramdass was furiously writing something in his notepad with a giant smile… In the name of all the forgotten seals that hold the void. I beg to any Old God who is listening to make sure Diana or Dad never read his article.

The first thing I did as I took a seat was order a drink. I needed some alcohol. I even made sure to comment on the waitress how she should move faster, and if all of the proteins that were supposed to go to her brain went into her boobs… ok I admit it… it was a little fun.

“Mr. Porter, it’s a pleasure!” Ramdass leaned towards me and offered his hand… ok stay in character “I know it is. But who are you?” Rocco who was standing in front of the stage apparently heard me as he was clearly not able to control his snort of amusement… Ramdass on the other hand was not amused “ Hardon Ramdass I am t—“ I interrupted him immediately… this one I didn’t need to fake since it really was hard not to laugh at his name “ Pfffffff!!! Hahahhaha! By the void! You must have gotten your ass kicked in school!” Ugh… I definitely hit a sore spot. His face was completely red… sorry man. I know how it is to spend your childhood bullied… but it’s for a good cause I promise. “Anyway… as I was saying. Would you be willing to have a small interview with me latter?” Wow… Luna really did predict everything, should I be aroused or scared…

“How much?”

He was clearly confused “How much of what?” To which I made just the most evil grin I could muster as I leaned into the booth and put my legs on the table with a bang “ How much are you going to pay for my time? Do I look like a fucking charity case? If you want charity go talk to these so called virgins on my right”

“BY THE VOID! Sir! Please control your language!” One of the older nuns was doing a praying motion as she looked at me like I’m the biggest piece of shit on this planet… I am sorry… I am so, so sorry!!!

“I see… I will think about it Mr. Porter” I can tell he was already satisfied. Oh boy I’m going to pay for this latter I just know it. The lights dimmed down then meaning that the show was about to start… ok I can do this!

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I was now in the toilet washing my face for the sixth time… by the void this is hard. It was clear that I have made allot of enemies tonight. From when the girls entered the stage I became a complete assholle. Screaming profanities, cat calling them… even that guy that is here apparently every concert couldn’t hold a candle to me. I was calling Vermilia a filthy demon, inviting Luna back to my place with very detailed descriptions. Ranva actually stayed away from me since I had a felling she wanted to punch me at one moment… even though we all knew it was an act.

The worst was with Xera. She was dancing directly in front of me at one moment and I just screamed “ No wonder your race is extinct! They couldn’t feed themselves if they all had an ass your size” She actually looked very hurt after that… that was also the moment I decided to go to the bathroom just to calm down and relax.

Well at least it was working. Half of the nuns left because some of them started to cry. The fans that were in the first rows were screaming bloody murder towards me and threatening me. I know Ozeth made sure that none of them had phones and nobody could take any pictures or videos tonight… but man… some of them will remember me.

Ramdass was just furiously scratching into his notepad. Although he did throw me a few disgusting looks, a few of them were even of pure disbelief… well it was working. I made myself public enemy number one in North Chrono-Haven. Thank god the tickets were extremely expensive tonight. I am almost never in the North part since its more for the rich folk… and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to walk in these parts ever again. But I’m almost done… they have one final song left and then this night is over. And now I thank the void gods that Ozeth actually put Rocco on guard duty…

As I started to wash my face again I heard the sound of clapping behind me. I immediately jumped and turned scared that it was one of the fans… but the person there… he looked familiar, very familiar.

“Wow! I have to say man I’m impressed! Tell me, is it all scripted or are you actually improvising” Well most of the things were scripted… but some was improvised… the really bad parts were. But that is not the point!

“Y-y-you!”

“I see you remember me” Of course I fucking remember you. Tall with a lanky build. Avery strangely thin head with a low glowing hair and eyes. If we were in a forest I would be running because the urban myth was true

“You’re that fucking pedo from last week!” My comment apparently hit the nerve as the guys relaxed posture and smirk were replaced with a face full of rage

“You take THAT FUCKING BACK!” Shit! And he’s standing right in front of the door! I mean… he doesn’t look that strong. I have a felling if a stronger wind hits us he would fly away… but you never know what these people have in pocket.

Apparently he noticed my gaze on the door and it didn’t take him long to figure out what I was thinking about. The enraged expression was quickly replaced with a calm one again… I didn’t like it. It was a face of somebody who knew they won

“No… I will not get mad. Well you powerless bastard, I ha—“Does everybody fucking know I’m a powerless! “Have something to say to you… You have ruined my life!” And the rage was back “Pedophile! WHO THE FUCK YOU CALLING A PEDOPHILE!!! I was going for a interview when I ran into that kid!” I was just wide eyed… did I actually fuck up that night “Do you have any idea how much I studied! How many days I have spent in that fucking restaurant doing that fucking job! How many days I was hungry just to collect the money! Just to go to that fucking school to learn about the sound and lights system! I WAS ON MY WAY TO AN INTERVIE YOU BASTARD! AND BECAUSE OF YOU I COULDN’T ATTEND! I NEVER GOT MY FUCKING JOB!!!” This… I did make a mistake… to tell you truth I spent the last week thinking about it… what if he was just nervous, what if he just got scared during the situation… what If was wrong

“They looked over the cameras latter! They connected it was me who talked to the boy first! But because of you they labeled me! Now nobody wants to fucking hire me! And I’m just waiting for the chef to find out and he will kick me out of the restaurant to! YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! YOU FUCKING DIRTY BASTARD!!!”

I was quiet… I had no excuse… nothing to say in my defense. This man… had full right to be angry on me. Full right to get his revenge.

“I’m… I’m sorry…” But my words made him even more enraged “Sorry? SORRY?! I don’t need your fucking sorry! I want revenge… and I will get it!” And then he smiled… that smile of *I won* was back “My life is ruined anyway… so later tonight I will catch that critic and tell him the story. If he doesn’t want to listen to me… no problem! I will find somebody who will!”

“Are you crazy!? What the fuck are you even going to say?!” But he just laughed “ Ohhh!! Hahahah that one I have you to thank! It’s very simple really… I’ll make you into the hero” And now it was my time to be confused “I will come and lie… I don’t care my life is ruined! I will admit to being a pedo! I will admit to harassing the kid and you stopping me… but I will add something extra! I will say how I got paid by the INFINITY L00p! How you were threatened to go with the story so that they get publicity! How even though you keep deining it, its because of fear for your life… HAHAHAH” … This is how Jara felt… I just know it…

“So enjoy your night with the INFINITY L00p members! I don’t know why you came with them and I don’t care… because from tomorrow I will make sure that MY truth gets exposed” He continued laughing as he made his way out of the bathroom. Then he looked towards one more time just to gloat in the victory and moment… no…

Can he do it? People might just think he is crazy! For sure some will kick him out… but what about those that listen to him. Ramdass is one example! Maybe the fans and nuns bought my acting tonight… but what about him? He was so close to me, he could see everything. For fuck sake his job is to deal with people who act and preform.

People would start following them everywhere. They would look up every rumor and bullshit that ever happened regarding them. They will investigate; point fingers… their lives will be made a living hell. Yes, dark rumors are there, whispers are here… but when something is a known secret nobody cares, everybody will turn the other cheek… until it becomes public officially.

The smart thing here would be to go pick up a phone and call Ozeth straight. Wait for the concert to finish and make a contingency plan. For sure they will think of something… for sure they have a plan of action for something like this.

But this… this is my fault. I made the fire burn even hotter with my interview with Jara… I’m the reason this is going to explode now. Not only did I fuck up with this guy and ruin his life… I’m going to make it worse now.

And I like working for the girls… I really like it. It’s still fresh… it’s still new and allot of things make no sense. It’s clear they are not normal and it’s clear this might bite me in the ass so hard. But I liked it… I enjoyed it. What was the alternative?

I know I will not be able to continue living with them if this thing gets out on the open… I will be forced to leave and go back to Cogsmaw my home town… and do what? Be a repair-man? Same like when I was the librarian, when I was going from day to day, cursing myself whenever I wake up… NO! Never again! Never again will I live like that!

But what could I do?

…I actually knew what I could do. I didn’t like it… it might fuck up everything. It might destroy everything. But I have made my choice already apparently. I could take the easy way and end this on a safe term… or I can go all in. I can risk it all with one foolish move. I might get everything… or I might get nothing… Now where is Rocco and let’s hope he agrees with my plan. Time to go do something stupid again.