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You're jokes to us now. CHAPTER FOUR: PART THREE ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- During the past week, all Joshua Sickert and Cain Clipse proved to be was useless. They spend their days conducting interviews, making speeches, anything that consisted of flapping their gums. That could have possibly been the only thing they were able to do since the two men don't have lives of their own. Clearly they have lots and lots of money as they say and prove it with their designer glasses and fake fur coats. Perhaps that job at the corner of the street really did wonders for them and they should of thought twice before attempting to become wrestlers. The fact that they walk around with security makes them out to be what they really are, which is insecure. These guys put up front during their promos, especially Cain Clipse, to show that they were not afraid of their opponents but clearly, Arachne and Kilo could see through their facade which is why when they were threatened, they left their security to deal with the new team. It was certain that "Hollywood's Trash" as Arachne so kindly named them would crumble at the feet of the web weaver and Kilo. After they got done with the attack, Kilo and Arachne were able to go back to their respectable places so that they could go to bed at night. I'm sure Kilo slept well as did Arachne who never kept an eye open while sleeping. She knew that no one could harm her whens he was asleep. Even if she lay in the jungle, she wouldn't be touched by anything as they all feared her. The guys from the Hollywood hairclub weren't even on her mind as she was sure they had been scared away and weren't going to come back unless it was on TV The two of them couldn't hide forever though as they had to come face to face with their worst nightmare and a man who made it his mission to destroy them. It was early in the morning when Kilo had gone out to bring the two of them breakfast. Arachne still sat in her bed looking a bit uncomfortable. She had not been allowed to sleep outside in years and this made her feel like a loose puppy. Instead of feeling liberated she felt like she had been lost and couldn't find her way back home but she insisted on keeping her true feelings inside as she wanted to make her new friend happy. She got out of bed and it seems she was already dressed up. Perhaps she had never dressed down in the first place as she wasn't sleeping in her own house. She wore a pair of black pants with a dark red hoodie and if she ever needed to blend in, a pair of dark shades. They were located near the beach so she went outside to look at sun for the first time in years as she was never allowed to otherwise. "It's funny how when people can't live up to the promises they have made, they retreat back into the shadows they came from and fade away proving they were always cowards. Last night those two clowns ran away when the time came for confrontation, I wonder what they'll do in the ring. I smell something all over those two idiots and no, it's not the smell of those animals decomposing on their backs but the fear inside them. Cain Clipse seems to be the more arrogant one out of the two, therefore he's been taking one two many jabs at me and the fact that I eat human meat. He thinks I'm a psychotic woman but there's a fine line between genius and psycho and I don't believe I've crossed that line just yet. No, I do not 'enjoy' human meat as everyone loves to jump to that conclusion. They hope to figure out what it is that causes me or other 'criminals' to do what they do and no, it's not because they love it, it goes much deeper than that. So what exactly is it that drives me to consume human meat? I'd say it's quite disgusting. Some people don't really bother to take care of their skin or the flesh on their bones. For instance, people like Cain Clipse and Joshua Sickert consume so much rubbish each day it would never make a person like me wish to consume them. I'm sure the amounts of steroids they take must cause them to have acne on their backs and faces that they love to conceal with make up and then call me Acne. Human meat is not a delicacy. It is rarely consumed by anybody aside from the once in a lifetime plane crash that leaves people stranded and they're forced to eat each other to survive. It's not my reason though, I don't need to survive as my life isn't under stress like our two favorite gay men here. The reason I eat human flesh is because it gives me pride. It makes me happy to know that I can take what's most important from my victim while putting fear into them. It's basically a ritual to consume your enemies once you're done with them and of course, another reason to eat another human being would be to hide their existence from the world. But since our society writes off people like me insane, I get the benefits of staying out of jail. I must have had really good lawyers that forced the judge into thinking I was delusional." Arachne cracks a smile, a creepy one, so that one would think she was only messing with their mind. "Cain Clipse would love for me and Kilo to be locked up in two separate places, far away from each other so that we can't plot their demise once again proving that they're walking on thin ice this week. Who knows what'll happen in that ring any way? My last few matches didn't just go by without blood being shed or without me having to bite someone. Which brings me to the other half of Hollywood's transvestites, Joshua Sickert. He's a shy boy, isn't he? I'd say that makes him the better of the two which is good. He spends less of his time trying to convince himself that he's not afraid of us and actually focuses on how he's going to use the other nitwit to do his job for him. Obviously Joshua is the smarter of the two and for that I commend him. I'll make sure Kilo takes care of him as he has done less to piss me off therefore I won't be able to bruise him enough. Although, I'm sure he bruises like a peach from his reactions to us. His partner, however, is begging for me to do some serious damage. Perhaps I shall cut off his cheeks and eat them with mushrooms, like Hannibal Lector was thought. Since I'm the female version of that fictional character, why not take a few tips from him? He sure knows how to make a meal taste great. Cain Clipse loves to assume that I'm simply using a gimmick to put a scare into people. Obviously he hasn't seen my previous matches. I don't let rules hold me back, Clipse. I'm not your fictional character and I'm not here to put a scare into you. I have a reason for being in this match and I'm going to make sure you know what that is by the end of the night. I'm sure after I'm done with Mr. Clipse, he won't sell as much as his 'partner'. Perhaps he should of found someone else to throw off the top rope last week and maybe, just maybe prayed to God that I didn't happen to be in this match." She removes the glasses from her eyes and stares directly at the sun. A smile appears on her face as the light literally blinds her. It's symbolic in some ways. "I find it rather sad that you took all that time out of your busy schedule to go to the 'hood' with a couple of D-list actors to try and understand Kilo's situation. That was just downright disgusting, especially the fact that you used people who had nothing to do with Kilo or myself in it. What I can't fathom is the cognitive dissonance you must be capable of to try and compare me with Paris Hilton and Britney Spears. Obviously, you're on something which is why I found your latest promo a tad bit unnecessary. Not unnecessary in the sense that you didn't have to go through all that trouble without get a point across but unnecessary due to the fact that you could have saved us the trouble of having to watch it. The tedium, the horrible acting and of course, your views on the subject. Your opinion on the life of Kilo and me is as worthy as Paris Hilton's on America. Nobody could care what either of you think on the subject therefore making you null and void. And guess what? After this match is over, I won't ever have to hear from your big yapper again. I won't have to see you in those fur coats and those unflattering shades that make you look like a bug eyed queer. I'll be on the big stage making history and furthering my career while you sit back and continue to crack jokes with your friend over there." Something is heard in the distance causing Arachne to get back into the house. Kilo has already arrived and greets her with a smile. "Nice job yesterday." he says and she simply grins. "It's not over yet. This match hasn't even begun and I'm just waiting to get my hands on the two of those idiots. Especially the uglier one, because he's ugly and he his mouth is dirty." she smirks almost picturing herself ripping the flesh out of Clipse's bones. "He wants us to be ready for a 'five star' performance." Kilo rolls his eyes and Arachne simply laughs out loud. "Those guys couldn't afford a five star hotel room let alone get a five star rating for their shitty movies consisting of d-list actors whose cocks they sucked to get in there, how on earth will they manage to pull a great performance out of their ass? We all know they've got each other's dicks in there and nothing else. When the time for our match roles around, I'm pretty sure Joshua Sickert will be shitting bullets and the other one will probably be eating them. It's obvious they have a man crush on each other which is why they praise the other to the roof." "They also love to believe that we have a sexual relationship of our own so that theirs can be hidden." points out the very clever Kilo. "They along with every other man that wears fur during the summer." The scene ends as the two of them laugh at Joshua Sickert and Cain Clipse. These guys had simply become jokes to them since they loved to talk shit every time they opened their mouths.