~For amaya-nights rain who pretty much made my entire day with this request. THERE IS NOT ENOUGH DARK GAMZEE IN THIS BEAUTIFULLY TWISTED WORLD. Don't own Homestuck. Also, I'm making them older cause it makes me queasy writing anything else. This is just in time for Halloween I realized...~
Karkat stumbled in the dark, crying out as his knee slammed into the floor. He got up anyway, trying to find the phone. "GODDAMMIT! WHERE'S THAT STUPID HUMAN COMMUNICATION DEVICE!" He sobbed into the dark, flinching as the lights flickered. It wasn't supposed to be like this. They were supposed to save the world, live as gods on a planet of their own creation. That was the plan.
And Gamzee wasn't supposed to go insane again either.
Karkat should've recognized the signs. The loss of interest in anything, the way he stared at Karkat for no particular reason whatsoever... Obviously the trolls didn't realize that on earth, there were no ingredients to make pie and the Faygo that Gamzee usually consumed, he had quit.
Gamzee said he didn't want to drink Faygo anymore.
Karkat sobbed, clutching his knee as he finally located the phone. He grabbed it, hiding under the counter as he tried desperately to call 911. "HELLO? HELLO? PLEASE PICK UP! OH GOD, JOHN IS...! JOHN IS...!" There was a distant fuzzy sound on the other end and Karkat flinched as a voice broke through it.
"JOHN IS DEAD. motherfucker. YOU SHOULD RUN."
"FUCK!" Karkat slammed the phone down and tried to bolt for the door.
"NO ENCHILADA." Said a voice from up the stairs.
Karkat turned and to his eternal horror, saw Gamzee standing there, covered in a dark liquid that shone as the sparks of broken lights flickered. He smiled down at his 'best friend', no longer six sweeps old. He lost his shirt. When had he lost his shirt? On his front was his most favorite symbol, painted in the blood of the only man Karkat had ever loved.
"how's it going? ARE YOU TRYING TO RUN AWAY, KARKAT?" Gamzee tilted his head to the side, his eyes slitted as he gave Karkat a wide smile. His usual face paint was smeared, like someone had been trying to claw off his face.
It was Karkat. Karkat had been trying to claw off his face.
Karkat shoved his purple stained hands in his armpits, unsure of where to go now. He was locked in a house with his lover's killer. "GAMZ...GAMZ, PLEASE, OH GOD..." Karkat felt tears bubble down his face as he sobbed. "GAMZ, NO...! NO, REMEMBER ME? REMEMBER? I'M YOUR BEST FRIEND, GAMZEE! MOTHERFUCKING FRIENDS! AREN'T WE MOTHERFUCKING FRIENDS?"
There was a slow deliberate pace set as Gamzee thumped down the stairs, holding something behind his back that Karkat assumed was a club. "motherfucking..." He suddenly roared, his jagged teeth shining as the lights flickered. "BEST FRIENDS!" He threw something at Karkat and the crying victim ducked. Grabbing frantically at whatever it was and holding it in his hands. Please let it be something to defend himself with. Please let it be a weapo-
John's eye sockets stared back at him, gorged of all matter as it leaked down his face, forever frozen in a state of unparalleled horror.
Karkat screamed and threw the head, watching it smash into a wall and liquify. Blood flecked his face and he felt darkness surround his vision. It was just too much. He couldn't handle this. It was all too much.
Karkat woke up, feeling sore and unable to move. He opened his golden eyes blearily and jolted as he saw Gamzee's face, inches away from his own. He tried to scream but Gamzee had taped his mouth shut.
"sorry, bro. BUT I COULDN'T LET YOU SCREAM, NOW COULD I? don't wanna wake the neighbors. THAT'S NOT FUCKING COOL." Gamzee gave him another maniacal grin and hoisted himself up. "now, i don't know what you saw in that motherfucker john. HE WAS SOFT. his flesh..." Gamzee paused, looking up at the cieling with his arm outstretched, palm up, like he was some sort of twisted artist. "...his flesh was amazing though, man. LIKE A MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLE." He turned back to Karkat. "but there are no miracles, bro. ARE THERE?"
Karkat didn't answer, crying hard. His sobs, though muffled, were still audible as the flickering lights and flashes revealed his sad state. Gamzee had stripped him naked, using the substance that John had called 'duct tape' to tape his wrists together behind his back. But his legs were free. Maybe if he could just get up and run...!
Gamzee stepped on his chest, his bare foot cold against his victim's chest, making the naked troll stop and quiver in fear. "i wouldn't do that IF I WERE YOU BRO."
Karkat looked up, pleading with the insane troll for mercy. JUST LISTEN TO ME...FUCK IT, JUST LET ME GO...!
Gamzee was past the point of no return now, and the more Karkat stared at him, the more he came to realize...
...he was going to die.
Gamzee pressed a little bit with his foot into Karkat's chest. "so, i have a confession to make, bro. A VERY MIRACULOUS BUT TERRIFYING CONFESSION. think you can handle that?"
Karkat didn't answer, wheezing through his nose as he sobbed.
Gamzee scowled and pressed harder into Karkat's sternum, making all the air rush out of his nose. "I SAID, DO YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THAT?"
Karkat nodded, trying desperatly to get air into his lungs. His legs kicked out as he tried to wriggle from underneath Gamzee.
Gamzee smiled and took his foot off. "here's my confession, bro. I THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU. huh, funny to say it out loud. BUT I DON'T THINK YOU NOTICED, DID YOU? no, you didn't. EVERY SINGLE MOTHERFUCKING DAY, I'D REACH OUT. and what did i get?" He kicked Karkat in the side viciously, making the troll curl up in a ball. He kicked again and smirked as there was a splintering sound and Karkat screamed. "FUCK YOU GAMZEE. that's what you said to me. FUCK YOU GAMZEE!" He crouched down, watching Karkat struggle to breath through the pain of broken ribs. He looked almost content watching his moirail suffer. "guess what, motherfucker..." He gripped Karkat's hair, yanking his upper body off the floor so his head was twisted in an awkward way. They were almost lip to lip. "I'M GONNA DO THE FUCKING THIS TIME, BRO!"
Karkat's eyes were wide and frightened. He shook his head, the duck tape moving off his mouth as the adhesive wore away from his tears and saliva. "MMMF! MMF! MMFNO! OH PLEASE GOD, NO GAMZEE!"
Gamzee yanked the duct tape the rest of the way off his mouth, tearing off the first layer of skin in his vehemence. "WHO THE FUCK SAID YOU COULD TALK, MOTHERFUCKER?"
Karkat silently wept, squeezing his eyes shut and wishing to hell and back that this was all just a nightmare. The lips being smashed against his and the sharp teeth nicking his bottom lip proclaimed otherwise. He tasted his own blood as Gamzee yanked him away and threw him against the ground.
Gamzee stood over him, like a lion over its prey. He tilted his head to the side, a sick twisted expression on his face. "awww, look at you. THAT'S PRETTY DAMN UKE, BRO. did you show john that face? OR IS THIS A FACE FOR ME, MOTHERFUCKING 'BEST FRIEND'?" He squatted down over Karkat and touched his trembling body, watching him flinch as he ran a finger down the middle of his chest. "should i make you come, bro? IS THAT WHAT WE'LL DO FIRST?" He savagely twisted one of Karkat's nipples and listened to Karkat cry out in pain. "i think we'll do that." He lowered his head and lavished Karkat's skin with feather light kisses, but his hands were rough and torturous, forcing Karkat's nipples to extend with all the pain and pleasure he was wrenching from him. He moved down to Karkat's hips, only to encounter a trembling half-raised member and Karkat's thighs trying to fold over it as Karkat pleaded with him again.
"OH GOD PLEASE NO NOT THAT GAMZEE PLEASE FUCK NO!"
"SHUT UP!" Gamzee roared, punching Karkat in the stomach.
Karkat turned to the side, bending around Gamzee's leg, and threw up blood all over the floor. His cherry red blood, brighter then his dead lover's, was only the first bit to be spilled. There would be more. So much more cherry red blood to decorate the walls.
Gamzee looked down at Karkat's now limp penis and sighed. "now look what you made me do..." Almost tenderly, he picked it up and began slowly stroking, teasing the head with his thumb. "COME ON LITTLE GUY...come on..." Gamzee grinned and watching Karkat with dark amber eyes as he carefully closed his mouth over the head. He gently ran his teeth over it and watched Karkat shiver and cry softly. However, his victim could not help the fluids that were starting to leak out of his cock. Karkat became harder and harder as Gamzee sucked on him expertly, moving his hand as well. He pulled his mouth off, licking his lips as he jerked him harder. "COME FOR ME, BRO. you can do it." He coaxed, going harder and faster.
Karkat gave one last explosive cry before red semen coated Gamzee's hand. He turned his head away, crying as Gamzee let go of his twitching member.
Gamzee tasted a finger and licked his lips. "MMM...delicious." He forced Karkat onto his stomach, settling in between his legs. "I KNOW JUST THE PLACE FOR THIS..."
"OH...GOD..." Karkat sobbed, squeezing his eyes shut.
Gamzee gently probed with lubed fingers Karkat's asshole, watching Karkat flinch and whimper with each small penetration. "man...you're motherfucking boring...I HAVEN'T EVEN DONE ANYTHING YET." And with that he shoved two fingers in, twisting as he did.
Karkat cried out, flailing the best he could. "NO! NO OH GOD! GET OUT, GAMZEE! NOOO!"
Gamzee laughed, penetrating him again and again with his finger, imitating what he was going to do with his penis in a few minutes. "man, i'm getting all motherfucking hard listening to you scream..." He leaned over Karkat, undoing his pants. "SO SHOULD I KILL YOU AFTER OR BEFORE I FUCK YOU?"
Karkat sobbed, desperately trying to worm away from his rapist.
Gamzee forced him back, letting his member spring free and thump into Karkat's ass. He groaned at the unexpected pain this caused, letting his head fall back. "yeah...this is gonna be good..." He leaned over and stuck his fingers into Karkat's mouth. "SUCK ON THESE. if you bite, i'll kill you."
Karkat nursed on them desperately, knowing the more saliva he put on Gamzee's fingers, the less painful this was going to be.
Gamzee coated his asshole with his own saliva and spread his cheeks, admiring him perversely. "DAMN, BRO. you've got a nice ass... JUST PERFECT FOR FUCKING." He slid into Karkat, groaning as Karkat's ass squeezed together in pain. "damn, that's so good...umph! UMPH! umph!" He pounded into Karkat, panting as each thrust brought him closer to something he hadn't felt in a long time. "GODDAMN, MOTHERFUCKER. you're so fucking tight!"
Karkat cried out with every thrust, his forehead smashing against the tiles as each thrust became harder. The pain was unbearable and he sobbed, realizing his time alive was slowly running out. He cried out as Gamzee started fucking him faster and harder.
"fuck. FUCK. fuck. FUCK! fuck! FUUUUCKKK!" Gamzee came inside of Karkat then, eyes squeezed shut from the pure ecstacy he was experiencing. He pulled out, panting as he tried to collect himself again.
Karkat was crying again. Fuck.
Gamzee, in a wild fit of rage, slammed his fist into Karkat's hip, sending his 'best friend' skidding across the floor. He stood up, tucking himself into his pants again and smoothing back his hair, like he'd just had another round with Tavros. "best friend, here's where the magic starts to happen. IT'S A MIRACULOUS MAGIC. see, i get to paint pictures with your blood..." He picked up a kitchen knife, walking over and stabbing Karkat's arm.
Karkat screamed unintelligably as his blood leaked out.
Gamzee pressed on either side of the wound, using the other hand to draw out the blood. He licked it in front of Karkat, smiling. "BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T PAINT PICTURES WITH ME!" The knife slammed into Karkat's throat, the hilt being the only thing showing.
Karkat jerked as he choked on blood that poured out of every oriface in his face. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as he convulsed and blood squirted out all over the floor.
Gamzee waited with dead eyes until Karkat stopped twitching. He sat on his hindquarters, Taking two fingers and fingerpainting on the floor. He hummed a strange, dark little tune as he drew, drawing a stick figure picture of him and Karkat holding hands. "we're not motherfucking best friends." He said into the air, a flickering light showing all the pain he held in his face. "WE'RE MOTHERFUCKING TOGETHER. forever."