{"sf1_id":172680,"sf2_id":"k1VbyXG1","title":"The Compromise.","author":"Catso","words":997,"posted_at":"2010-08-26T23:43:00.000Z","tags":["Horror","catso","catzo","personalities","split"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/172680-the-compromise","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/k1VbyXG1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/bc/7f/bc7fa7ef-d2dc-43bd-bbca-a3973ef61d10","description":"","content":"\u0026nbsp;The nightmare began. He was arguing with himself. The other had nothing but\n\nviolent ideas, whilst he attempted reason and logic. In the end, the other\n\nalways won, and as he reached for his throat, he woke up in a fit. This was the\n\nthird night in a row he's had this nightmare, and it was after that weird day\n\nwhen he woke up on a subway with a blank book. Sometimes, when he looks in the\n\nmirror now, he feels like he's looking at more than before, and that more is\n\nlooking back. He could've sworn he had two shadows yesterday. He hadn't had\n\nanymore lapses in memory, but he was afraid of himself now. He wouldn't admit it\n\nto anyone, either.\n\n~~~\n\nThis fool won't cooperate! Most creatures would have turned by now, but this\n\none was resisting more than Legion ever did! I had probed his mind many times,\n\nand he seems to like the darkness, and yet...\n\n\\_\\_\\_\n\nHe had to do something, talk to someone, it has been a week, and the dreams\n\nwere still happening. He had been hearing about a user on Twitter called\n\n\"@\\_Catzo\\_\" but whenever he tried to visit the page, his browser closed as he\n\nblinked. Come to think of it, the blinking always happened as he closed it, and\n\nhis left paw felt numb for a moment...\n\n~~~\n\nHow many times will he try and view it? Alt F4! He must not know directly of my\n\nexistence, he is already too aware! Alt F4! Gah, now that fatty dragon won't\n\nfollow my orders! I will destroy- alt F4- him!\n\n\\_\\_\\_\n\nHe decided to set out to Noxi's since she seemed to be more aware of what may\n\nbe happening. He arrived at her house, and knocked on her door, attempting to\n\nhide his current emotions...\n\n/\\/\n\nUh oh, it's him again. Oh, that's good, he seems himself. He's not doing a very\n\ngood job of hiding his worry though. I suppose I'll let him in, but should I\n\ntell him what I know?\n\n\\_\\_\\_\n\nHe asked her if she still had the blank book, and she did.  \nHe looked at it, and shook his head, \"That's not what is bothering me, can we\n\ngo to your computer for a sec?\" She said sure, and they went.  \nShe turned the seat thinking he wanted to use it, and he shook his head. \"Noxi,\n\nI need to to go to a certain webpage for me, and tell me how I react...\"\n\n/\\/\n\n\"Why?\" I asked. Of course I knew why, she had heard about the strange Twitter\n\naccount from Rami, who had heard of it from DragonFlayer and IntelMiner. They\n\nall thought it was an elaborate prank, hardeehar, that Catso, always messing\n\naround, but she suspected otherwise. She didn't use Twitter herself, but she had\n\nviewed the page before. The writing on it was hardly legible, heavily corrupted,\n\nit seemed the owner of the Twitter was trying to attract others into joining him\n\nsomehow. Now, she went to the page again. Her net was slow, so she sat there and\n\nwaited for the page to load. As the first line of text appeared, Catso suddenly\n\nreached a paw out and hit two keys, and the browser closed. I looked at him,\n\nconfused, and caught a glint of a glowing green and an expression of irritation\n\nfor a split second...\n\n~~~\n\nAnd now this fool is trying to get others to open it for him! If he tries it\n\nagain, I shall do far worse than just close the browser...\n\n/\\/\n\n\"Catso, why did you just close the page?\" I asked. He looked perplexed, and\n\ndenied having done so.  \nThen I had an idea, \"Well, you just did, but I think we're getting to the root\n\nof this problem. Would you mind if I restrained you somehow?  \nHe blushed a bit, then shook his head, \"Sorry, mind in the gutter. How so?\"  \nI poked him in the chest, \"Not like that, dork, I just need to see how you\n\nreact to the page when you cannot physically do anything about it.\n\n\\_\\_\\_\n\nSo she found a spare, heavy, chair, and tied him firmly to it, and set him a\n\nfew feet back to look at the screen. \"Alright, I can't move at all. You say I\n\nwas hitting some keys to close the page?\"  \nShe replied \"Yes, you were,\" not looking at him directly.  \n\"Alright, open it then,\" he said.\n\n~~~\n\nDamned, I can't use his claws to cut these ropes, they're out of position to do\n\nthat! No, I won't let him see!\n\n/\\/\n\nThe page loaded, slowly. Then, I heard an unearthly roar.  \n\"I will rend you limb from limb, mortal, you shall not know the true meaning of\n\npain until I'm through with you!\" I turned to see Catso jerking and snarling in\n\nthe chair, his claws unsheathed, trying to free himself. His eyes were burning\n\nbright green, yet the room seemed darker around him.  \n\"Catso? What are you doing?!\"  \n\"Not 'Catso', Catzo! Either you close that page or I'll-\" then he seemed to\n\nscream in pain, and his eyes flickered.  \n\"Get out!\"  \n\"No!\"  \n\"Go back in that book!\"  \n\"I am the book!\"  \n\"I don't want to be your puppet!\"  \n\"You will resist no more!\"  \n\"If you want to reside in me so much, you'll have to share then!\"  \n\"I will not comprimise with a mere mortal!\"  \n\"Well this mortal seems to be just a bit too much to handle for you then!\"  \n\"You dare question-\"  \n\"Oh, I dare!\" Then he roared again, his normal roar and the unearthly one at\n\nthe same time, and the chair finally fell sideways, crashing to the floor, where\n\nhe continued to wrestle with the entity who called themselves \"Catzo\"...\n\n~~~\n\nIt has been about three days since me and this mortal came to an agreement. I\n\nseeth still, but whatever it takes to achieve my ends, I suppose...  \n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}