The Fortitastrophe
Prologue
The Fortified Trio was a friend group that consisted of three members named Xyn, Alice, and Aleksandra. Despite their different personalities, the three got along very well. Nobody was left out. One day, however, Aleksandra heard about Shpak Romanov. It only went downhill from there. The other two knew she had a tendency to adapt to fit the likings of other people, and it was obvious that she liked him because of the sudden change in clothing style. Someone was going to have to tell her about what was wrong. That someone would be Alice, who had recently gained a crush on her and didn't want to see her be harmed.
The Incident
It was fresh in the morning. Alice was chilling in an area where the two of them wouldn't be disturbed. She had been anticipating this moment, so scared that she would mess something up and then her best friend would get harmed. She didn't want that. She didn't want-
"Hey, you said you wanted to meet up here?"
She looked up, seeing Aleksandra. It was heartbreaking to see her so unrecognizable because of someone else who probably didn't love her back.
"Oh.. Oh. Yes, sorry about that. I was lost in thought."
"Well, what is it?"
Alice braced herself. She had to say this, one way or another.
"You.. You do know that that guy you keep obsessing over has done bad things, right? He isn't a good person to like, and I'm so scared that he'll-"
"Hah! No he hasn't! It's all bullshit, I tell you!"
...what did she just say?
"Aleksandra. This is insane. You're trying to get with someone who probably doesn't even like you back! Do you not realize how he could hurt you?! There's so many things that man has done, and I don't want any of those things to happen to you!"
"Whatever. You don't see what I see in him."
"What is there to be seen?! That he's an absolute freak?! A creep?!"
Alice couldn't believe it. She had stated the truth, something that could easily backed up, and her best friend was pushing it aside like it was nothing!
"Listen to me! This isn't a good idea, you're going to be-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT HIM ANYMORE! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE FOR ONCE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"
She was stunned. Her friend was never that protective of people she loved. What was different this time? Alice tried to retort, but her friend ran off before she could.
She ran back home. Meanwhile, she was grasping a pocket knife she kept on her person for self defense. On the way back, she ran into Xyn. Maybe she could explain everything to him. Maybe she could lift this burden before it got to the point she self-destructed.
"Xyn! It didn't work out!"
"What?"
"Yeah! I tried to talk sense into her, but she didn't fucking listen! She just.. She just was so damn stubborn! I can't stand this! What if she gets harmed?! What if-"
"Maybe you need to relax a bit and quit overthinking."
Not again. She wasn't going to mess it up.
"Excuse me?"
"Yeah! Maybe she's just enjoying herself."
"Do you not see what's happening? Do you not see that she's glorifying a bad person?"
"Eh, who cares what she does at this point. We're all probably gonna die anyways, and she's making the most of her time, I guess."
What happened next was so sudden for both parties involved. Alice took out her pocket knife, slashing Xyn's left eye without a second thought. The scream he let out was one of pure pain. Fuck. She messed it up.
"What the hell, Alice?!"
"I.. I'm so sorry."
She dropped the knife and continued running back home. Once she was in her house, she completely broke down. She went into a corner, curling into a ball. She was like that for a few minutes.
Unbeknownst to her, however, a malevolent spirit had seen it all. She was the perfect vessel for it. The grief, the abandonment, the attack. It could all be turned into a violent hatred. So, it floated down, materializing in front of her.
"Hey, I see you've been down."
"Yeah.. What about it."
"I can help. I'll make sure you're well taken care of. Abandonment can be hard. I'll help you through it."
The spirit reached out a hand. Believing that this spirit had pure intentions, she took it. That moment of contact was all it needed. The spirit entered her body, taking control of her mind. Alice didn't know what to do. Her body was changing. Text appeared on the hoodie she was wearing. Her hair changed from blonde to a deep purple. She felt the sensation of a crown on her head.
She was so scared, but something else changed. She no longer felt in control of herself. She moved on her own, her actions in the hands of the spirit. The spirit had gained a new hatred. Hatred for it all. Hatred for HIM. He was the one who ruined it all for Alice. He was the one to blame. To eradicate. And as her fist hit the wall, summoning a purple scythe, she knew what her purpose was.
Her purpose was to hate.
The sweet Alice everyone knew was no longer in control. It was now HaterGal taking the lead, and she was destined to make everyone know that.