A wicked smile is across Violent’s face as she sits on a stool at a neighborhood in the outskirts of Wrestleworld Capital called Eden. She wears a yellow t-shirt and worn-out jeans as she looks outside to the skyline of the capital. One by one, the buildings’ bright lights started to go out as it was already after-hours. It reminded her of the quietness of walking down the empty streets, avoiding the areas where the nightlife of the capital is advertised, and just drinking a few bottles of beer from the liquor store. That’s a typical night for Violent. She has achieved complete control of Violet’s body and consciousness, she doesn’t know why the others are still trying by this point. She clasps her fingers around the spiral telephone wire, letting them dangle on it as she listens to the radio next to her and the host, Dr. Free, happily introduces his guest.
Dr: Free (over the radio): Welcome back to the #1 Radio Show in all of Wrestleworld, “Dear Dr. Free”! Our next guest today is someone who has been dealing with deep psychological issues and she is here to talk about her experiences… Now, she’d like to keep her name anonymous, and we will definitely respect that in this radio show… So please welcome… V!!!
Violent: Yo..
Violent is not one whos opinions and thoughts the other Vellas give importance enough to. They agree with her out of fear. They follow her out of intimidation. So she never really found herself in a situation where she would be genuinely heard.
Dr. Free: That’s not a lot of words to say, V… Well, I’ve been told that you have this intense impulses that are just boiling within you… Can you tell us more about it?
Violent: I don’t know, Dr. Free. Sometimes I just get these… Urges, you know? You think about it once, you fantasize, and then you try not to act on it but my body just forces me to and I can’t sleep at night just thinking about it, you know?
Dr. Free: Ah, I understand how you feel. I’ve dealt with quite a handful of sexual addicts. Are we talking about masturbation?
Violent: Homicide.
Dr. Free: Oh…
Dr. Free pauses for a moment.
Dr. Free: I’m not sure I qualify for this type of case. It’s good that you are self-aware, but maybe you need an actual therapist if you believe that you can potentially be a danger.
Violent: No, Doc. You have to help me. No one has. I’ve been through therapy sessions before. I’ve been confined to a facility. I’ve tried hypnosis and there’s even a point in life when I was electroshocked, but none of them seemed to actually work. Everytime I see people that I’ve associated with, my blood just boils and my vision goes darker, like I just want to slash their throat. For example, there’s this best friend of mine… Let’s call her umm… Billy… She acts like she cares and that she wants the best for me, but I can’t help but see it as pity and she often acts like she’s better than me. Fucking stupid goody-two-shoes. I get that the bitch has overcome a lot and faced a ton of good people, but I get so little credit as long as I’m around her, and I think that the best way to REALLY show her how important I am is to end her.
Dr. Free: Oh, come on now… Let’s not go there. You have trust issues? That’s fine! A lot of people do. A lot of time, they see things that aren’t there. Tell me, what was childhood like for you?
Violent pauses for a moment. She doesn’t really have any memories of her childhood except that…
Violent: My father died… But the asshole had it coming. He wasn’t a very good man. He was a drunk, and an abusive husband and father. It’s not even like he was my real father anyway. So I don’t care for him. I just wanted the abuse to stop. But that’s all behind me now. The rest of the memories are all blurry. I don’t feel like I did much.
Except she did a lot. As Violent and Vera, but Violent stayed behind because she wasn’t allowed to be in the drivers’ seat. Because if they allowed her, they’d probably be in juvie because of Violent’s unpredictable nature. Yes, you know you’re messed up when even the souls that you share a body with don’t even trust you. Not that anyone could blame them.
Violent: I have been reborn now. I have been in control of myself and it feels so goddamn good. The reason that I’m angry is because people are preventing that from happening. They don’t like me for me. They want to keep me hidden and set aside, and they see me as nothing more than a hurdle in their way. And I don’t like that. I really don’t appreciate that. It doesn’t sit right with me because I was born to succeed where everyone else has failed. I’m a fucking gem. I’m fucking charismatic. I’m the whole fucking package. And still, I get treated like dog shit. And people wonder why I want to hurt them.
Dr. Free: Well, I think instead of resorting to violence, you should face your problems head-on.
Violent: Trust me, Doc. The only way to deal with them head on IS through violence. There’s this guy even… Let’s call him… Seymour Finchy. You see, Finchy is a happy-go-lucky person and he is quite the character… Good guy all around… Mean to his enemies… Obsessed with aquatic creatures. But what’s wrong with him? People don’t stick around him long because he lacks many things that a human being needs to function. He is a useless piece of shit. He is a waste of space in this Island. It’s no wonder that he couldn’t keep friends. He couldn’t keep partners. And he could argue all he wants that he’s a lone wolf, but the fact is, he still dares to come near me and mock everything that I represent. I feel insulted by his presence. I feel disgusted by the fact that I have to deal with him when I’m at work. I get to see his face. I get to listen to his shitty jokes and terrible Simlish or whatever language he speaks in. So you’re telling me that I have to sit through this bullshit and just remain calm? You’re telling me to face this challenge head-on without taking extra measures against a loser like him? And now he has himself a new friend, a new partner… Let’s call him Aerys… See Aerys comes from a hated family and has a slut sister that he probably uses as a “sacrifice” to his followers or whatever creepy dumb shit cult leaders do. He has built a following, which is a scary thing to see and I’ve completely lost my faith in humanity seeing that people actually bought what he sold. They are getting scammed and they don’t even know it, because that’s what his family is about. He could deny the meaning of his family name, but they scam people all the same but in different ways. He has built a success in the past, sure. Championships. Awards. High-profile matches. But remember that that was from a long time ago when he was relevant and not beating up unborn children and corpses of a rival’s dead career.
Dr. Free: Umm…
Violent: See, I am not the problem here, Doc. They deserve this aggressive side of me. They deserve to be put down. Maybe Billy will get the message and see things the way I do. Maybe she will empathize and understand me better when she sees that I’m doing some good work in for this world. I need to give her one last chance before I decide to break her too. I’m not evil. I’m just simply motivated by the idea of eliminating the pile of garbage in my workplace and keep everything clean. I’m very passionate about it, and so I will hurt others to keep that goal in tact. Hmm.. I guess you’re right, Dr. Free. Nothing’s really wrong with me.
Dr. Free: That’s not even what I said. I literally said that you need to seek therapy.
Violent: It’s alright, I dont need it. I know exactly what to do.
Violent places the phone down, hanging up on the DJ. She then turns off the radio. She breathes in and out as she gets up from her stool.
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Subject: Violent | To Hurt Them 
