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The fool and the faceless
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The fool and the faceless The Fool and The Faceless I walked outside my room at the Apache court, lit a cigarrette, and leaned against the wooden post in front of my door. It was dark out but the moon was almost full . A the sky was scattered with small white clouds that were illuminated by the moonlight. I looked over the treeline and saw the top of the mountain, Pikes Peak. Traces of snow were still outlining the edges. And I felt it, a calling in me. Not like the callings to the Garden of the Gods, but different. It was a longing to go to the top of the mountain, a need. It was a forty-five minute drive to the top of the mountain, to the plateau. I went back in my room and slipped on my blue jean jacket, stuck my blade in my back pocket and pulled my pistol from its harness on the chair and stuck it in the back of my belt. Went to my vette, and in a few minutes was on the road that winds up the mountain to the top. The feeling in my chest was growing stronger,and soon I began to punch the gas coming out of the curves and the tires started breaking loose and throwing gravel. I didn't realize I was doing it , until the vette started gettin sideways with me. So I tried to slow it down. The higher into the mountain I drove, the cooler it got, and my ears started popping. I finally made it to the plateau at the top of the Peak, and pulled in and parked. I killed the motor and lit another cigarette. At the edge of the plateau stood a figure, outlined by the moonlight , in front of the rail, looking out over the city. I expected someone to be here, waiting for me . I stepped out of the vette and began walking towards the figure. There was no one else around , just the figure standing there....alone. As I approached the figure from behind , I saw they were about my height and wore a gray sweat hoodie jeans and sneakers. And I stopped just behind them, looking out at the view "Beautiful view " I said. And a soft female voice answered, "Yes it is Axle."I wasn't surprised that they knew my name. I expected that too, because I was sure they were the reason I felt called to come here. "Yeah, so...you know me!?" I asked. And she responded "Don't you know me?" It annoyed me some, answering my question with a question, and still she hadn't turned around so I could see her face. A short cold gust of wind blew over us. "Your voice is a little familiar" I said "Maybe if you turned around.." "I cant believe you don't know who I am" she said. At this, I felt my patience was being tested, I felt irritated. I came back sharply "If you know who I am, then you know not to test me.." She reached up and pulled the gray hoodie off, and long steel black hair fell from under it. She slowly turned around, and my heart stopped. It was Mechelle, my first girlfriend. I had not seen her since I was fifteen years old. She was my first real kiss, my first slow dance. We had met at the skating rink. Mechelle had beautiful long black hair that fell over her ears. She wore it that way to cover the fact that she wore hearing aids. It took me a month to find out. It was one night at the movies, she had laid her head in my lap, and as I stroked her hair , I felt them. It was intentional on her part, she didn't know how else to tell me I think. She was the sweetest and most beautiful girl. She hadn't changed a bit, she was still as beautiful as she was when we were fifteen. "What are you doin here Mechelle, why are you here?" I asked, shocked. She stepped close to me, put her arms around my neck and said,"Do you remember our first dance? At the skating rink? How we took our skates off and slow danced in the back of the rink in our socks? " She was so close I could feel her breath on my mouth, and the look in her eyes began to melt me. I was stilled reeled by what was happening. "Yes, I remember." I said. And she pressed her forehead to mine , closed her eyes, and said softly" Dance with me Axle!" I let the cigarette fall from between my fingers, I felt the warmth of her belly against mine, just as I had that night we danced at the skating rink. My heart began to pound so hard I thought it would pound out of my chest . And I couldn't feel the cold anymore. We moved to a silent music, there on top of the peak I had not felt this way, since I was fifteen. She brought her hands to my cheeks and pulled my face to hers, pressing her lips to mine, sweetly kissed me. As I opened my mouth I tasted the soft wetness of hers. And in moments I became intoxicated by it, drunken. My ears began to ring. And it was taking my breath away from me. Soon her kiss was hungry and I felt her stomach trembling as she slid her leg between mine and pressed hard. I moved my hand to the small of her back and pulled her to me tighter. We kissed as if we were starving for each other. She took my bottom lip in her teeth and gently sucked at it. Then harder, and then she was biting down on it. It started to sting as I realized she was sinking her teeth in to my lip. She bit down until she broke the skin and I let a low moan from my throat. I tasted blood and felt it trickle down the corner of my mouth. Sudden pain shot through my jaws and I opened my eyes and pulled back. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" I snapped. But when I focused on her face through watery eyes, It was no longer Mechelle's face I was looking at. It had changed. I was the face of a girl named Melba, the first girl I had ever slept with. The girl I lost my virginity to as a . She had big brown eyes and medium length brown hair, with a smile that would melt you. "Don't you know me? " she said I tried to say "WHAT THE FUCK !" again but before I could get "What" out, she kicked me between the legs. It was a kick harder than I had ever been kicked. The pain brought me to my knees and I felt as if I would puke. No sooner than my knees touched the ground I felt a foot connect with my ear that rolled me across the dirt. I caught myself on the roll and made it to my feet as quick as I could. I was going to reach in my back for my pistol, but she was on me fast. And her face had changed yet again. This time it was a girl named Olivia, a Spanish girl who had lived with me years ago. A beautiful girl, but she had been deceitful and treacherous in our relationship. "Don't you know me?" she said again. This time I had caught enough snap to throw a punch. And I nailed her, hard enough to break the bone, but it had little effect. I did no damage. She hit me back with a hard left that made me see a bright flash taking me back a few steps. Catching myself on the step back I lunged forward and nailed her again with all I had, right between the eyes. Still my blow had done no damage , or had any affect. She kicked me hard in the chest and it took me backwards until I hit the side of my vette. I thought "I have to do something quick" and I reached behind me and caught the butt of my pistol. But again , before I could clear the barrel to the front of me , she was on me again. And once more her face had changed, this time to a woman named Debbie, an older woman I had an affair with when I was seventeen and working as a sack boy at a grocery store. She....It..this creature..pinned me against the side of my car and caught my gun hand by the wrist, and bit the back of my hand. This time the bite felt like two inch razors that cut me to the bone. I yelped and growled loudly "YOU FUCK!!" I felt my flesh burning, like it was on fire, I dropped my gun and felt the burn shooting up my arm. Poison..the creature had poisoned me. It wrapped its arms around me and squeezed. And in Debbie's voice it laughed cruelly and said "Don't you know me? Does it sting?" It had one arm pinned in its grip, but I had the bitten hand free and I put it on the creatures shoulder and tried to push it off. But it was no use. This thing was five times more powerful than me , faster than me ,and even more vicious than I. I was done for. I thought "My watchful angel, she has abandoned me. And I was at the mercy of this creature who donned faces from my past. This demon. Its venom had weakened me quickly. In a last effort, before I would lose consciousness, I grabbed the top of its hair with my free hand and head butt it to the face . And still...no affect on the creature. But it cut my brow open and I felt the blood running down my face. I was starting to go out. But, before I went out , the creature released its grip , grabbed me by the front of my jacket and hit me broadside of the head. I saw my blood spatter down the window and hood of the vette. And it threw me to the ground to the front of the car. I made it up to one knee and tried to catch my breath. The creatures venom had made it all through my body now. It stood in front of me again. I put my hand up" STOP..." I said, exhausted and beaten " Wait.. No more...I can take no more of this...my pistol..its there ...just behind you..take it..and finish this...end me now and be done...." I heard the creature's cruel laugh again as it squat down to face me. And its face had changed yet again . This time it was Wendy one of my failed marriages. Wendy was a beautiful snow haired blond who was a singer. With a beautiful voice. She had a heart as wild as mine when we were together. "END this" it said " Don't you know me? This shall never end for you and I , You and I shall do this...until the end of all things...until time is no more.." And it laughed its cruel cackle again... It had given me a moment, it took the time to taunt me, and let me breath, a mistake. Still on one knee, my hand slipped to my back pocket and found my blade. As I fingered the stiletto out my thumb found the automatic button. With one click it was open, and I reached up and caught the creature by the now snowy blond hair pulling it to me as I drove my blade in just below the ribs. Down on its knees now , face to face, it stared at me silent, stunned. I wrapped my fist in its hair and twisted the blade. Its eyes began to change colors as did its face . Faces of women I had known in the past. And then rapidly it began to change. So fast that I could not recognize any face...it became ...Faceless.... Then ...it drew its head back and cried out in a long cry...a cry that was filled with sorrow and anguish...so much that it evoked an emotion in me... So I pulled its head down to my chest and said "SSHHHHH...Hush....it wont be long." It coughed and I felt blood spatter my shirt. The blade had pierced the lung. Still breathing hard and weak from the poison and beating , I asked "Who are you? Tell me now!!" "Don't you know me?" it said softly " I AM LOVE... I AM YOUR LOVE." I was silent for a moment and then said " Love? If you are Love...then it seems I will have to suffer you no more..." The creature coughed again , spitting more blood on my shirt and said" This is not the first time you have killed me..I will resurrect again tomorrow with the sun...and the first sign of hope in you... I will live again..." "Is this how it is then? " I asked "You beckoning me, calling me, so you can beat me , poison me, crush me and bring me to my knees..laugh at me??" I heard the death rattle in it chest as it pulled hard on my jacket. "You Fool " it whispered " I did not beckon you....it is YOU who beckoned me...it always was......" It took a short breath and held it for a moment, and then I felt its weight against me , limp and lifeless..I pulled my blade from it , and wiped it off on its hoodie. I pushed it away from me...stumbled to my feet and made way to my vette. It was a long ride back down the mountain.... A long ride to get to a bottle of whiskey..... 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