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Tool: Crawl Away
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Crawl Away || Rob & Moloch
The car rumbled down the road, taking each curve without problem, but there was something probing his mind. Hands gripping the wheel, he glanced to the speedometer to check his speed, making sure he wasn’t speeding all too much. Only ten over, not something to be proud of or shun. Rob just didn’t want to push it too much. After all, it had been a while since he’d been behind the wheel other than to see Alphie last week.
He felt freedom like this, but he was nervous nonetheless. His last encounter with any real driving had put him into a coma and changed his life into something he didn’t recognize. A vampire, lost memories, even his family had changed.
A sharper curve. He eased off the gas, slowing into the corner. As he accelerated once more, his hand slipped, a quick grab of it as he gasped. Robert turned down the radio, a strange feeling entering his head momentarily but quickly fleeting. Hunger, he told himself. He must be hungry.
Continuing on a straightaway, picking up speed, his eyes began to flutter in a moment and he found himself standing in darkness.
Robert was startled. One minute he was driving, now... where was he?
He peered around, curious and beginning to get scared. Slowly, he tried to stand but instantly felt a familiar tug in his leg, pulling him back down. His head turned, eyes dancing to see what had grabbed him.
But nothing seemed to be there. “Hello? Who’s there?!”
Silence. Darkness.
Again, he began his movements to stand.
He fell hard now, this feeling tugging, pulling him down and along the ground as it seemed to grow faster and faster. Rob screamed in fear, trying to fight against it. He clawed the ground as it rushed under him, tried to grab it although nothing was there to latch on to.
Then it stopped.
He panted in fear, a remnant of being human. Something stood near him but he couldn’t quite make it out. That’s when he realized he was trembling, seeing the figure coming into his vision just enough.
“Sexy little prick...”
It was as if Rob was looking into some sort of mirror. It was him but with cold eyes, a sardonic and prideful smirk, and something absolutely evil about him. “What... are you?”
“The demon who owns your body. And /you’re/ in my body.”
Robert couldn’t quite make sense of that just as he couldn’t make sense of where he currently was.
“Who--”
“---Am I? I’m Moloch, /God/King of Hell... Wrath, more specifically. And you’re Robert. We’ve been here before, but it was easy to pull you back in. Annoying as fuck, though. Your screaming. Your constant whining for your stupid fucking sister. I sorta built a wall around this soul place and it worked for a while, I even got used to your stupid fucking voice and ignored you. Then we got sent to Purgatory after we were killed. I left you to rot in there.” Moloch stepped forward, his smirk widened, “Then that /idiot/ Adramelech had to go perform a /miracle/ and heal that dead brain of yours and pulled your soul back into my /meatsuit/. Hate to tell you, but I’m coming back for my meatsuit.”
Robert was terrified. This was Moloch? This was his brother?
“How the FUCK do I still hear your fucking thoughts? NO. Aaron’s been /lying/ to you. You don’t have a fucking brother, fucking idiot. He’s was fucking a demon- ME.
“No... he... he wouldn’t lie...”
Moloch shrugged, grinning, “I don’t know what to tell you. He’s a manipulator. He’s conditioning your trust. Not to be a prick, but to keep you from running. Not that that matters anymore...”
Robert was growing more and more fearful by the second. None of this seemed right, everything here seemed like a lie itself.
“I’m going to undo what Adramelech did...”
Robert’s hands gripped the wheel, white knuckle tight as his foot pressed the accelerator down further, the car roaring as it’s speed quickly was climbing.
“What the hell are you doing!?”
Moloch laughed, “I’m either putting you back into a coma or spattering your fucking brain all over the dash. And then, I’m taking my meatsuit back.”
“Please! Stop!”
His foot jerked back a moment, but then slammed again, the car struggling to climb any faster. Robert glanced down, shaking. 75...76...77....78...
“Just a little faster, a little further...”
“Moloch, you’re going to kill me!!! Stop!!!”
“That’s the plan, asshole.’
81... 82...
Fingers were going numb by how hard he held the wheel.
“Get out! Get out!”
84...85...
“Stop telling me that! I’m doing this! I have to have it back!!!”
86...
“I don’t want you! I don’t want this!!!”
“Motherfucking son a bitch, shut the fuck up!”
...87...88...
A corner began to emerge as the headlights illuminated ahead.
“NO MOLOCH!”
“FUCKER! FUCKER!!!”
His eyes widened as he suddenly hit the brake, tires screeching and the back fishtailing, throwing the vehicle into a sloppy 180 and stopping on a soft shoulder, barely missing a tree.
Rob’s eyes filled with tears, now understanding that it was real.
Moloch was real.
Moloch had been trying to take back his body.
@iwashedmyhand-ofdoubtforthis
“This is my love for you.”