Kasha backed away from Eddie, her back facing the crashed open front gates of Mount Massive. Eddie slowly approached her, his posture slumped as blood trickled from his mouth. His body was threatening to give out on him. Kasha observed his injuries, taking note of the fact that he was for more physically injured than she was. She had the advantage.

However, Kasha also noticed that Eddie had his hand suspiciously behind his back as he slowly shuffled towards her.

"Eddie, please-"

"Why would you run from me, darling? Why? After everything that I've done for you, after everything that you promised me... You turned out to be just like all of the others." He huffed, coughing, expelling blood from his lungs. "You're just another whore after all." He spat the word out with such hatred, such malice. Kasha had certainly heard him angry before, but this time was different. He sounded far more angry than he'd ever been before.

"And to think – I wanted you to have my children!" He spat, scowling.

Kasha made eye contact with him, continuing to back up towards the front gates. She thought about trying to reason with him. Trying to pacify him again. But when Eddie brought his hand out from behind his back, she knew that there would be no pacifying him this time. Eddie revealed his long knife, desperately clutching the blade in his right hand.

"I only ran out here to, uh-" She had to think about her wording very carefully. Her life hung on the next couple of sentences. "- to meet you. Remember the plan? I still intend on seeing it through. I still intend on leaving this place with you, and hunting down those filthy human beings with you." Of course, she was referring to his father and uncle. She tried to keep her voice as calm as possible. This was her final and last ditch attempt to manipulate him.

Eddie's left arm went to clutch at his side as he winced in pain. The bullet holes decorating his torso were bleeding out, and staining his self-sewn vest with crimson. "Don't lie to me, you little whore!" He roared, his breath hissing through his teeth. His voice sounded far more vicious than Kasha had ever heard it before.

Fuck. Her manipulation wasn't going to work anymore. He'd fallen off the deep end, and there was no coming back for him. Kasha had lost control of his psychosis.

This wasn't good.

"I'm sick of hearing your filthy lies, you ungrateful little slut! All I ever did was love you!" He continued, his voice echoing throughout the yard.

The more Kasha stood there listening to him scream at her, the more she felt her boiling point coming to it's climax. Her skin itched, and all she wanted to do was scream in his face. But, he only seemed to be getting progressively more and more angry. Nothing Kasha said would be able to change his mind, or calm him. Speaking was a complete waste of time. She needed to just run. Her freedom was waiting for her right behind her. Her sisters, her life. EVERYTHING waited for her behind her, through those front gates. Standing here talking to this fucking psychopath was just a waste of time. Kasha felt her masterfully crafted mask shatter, and her mouth opened to spew out a tornado of long since repressed words.

"You know what? Fuck you, you deranged fucking psychopath! For one god damned minute, how about you try actually looking at reality, rather than perpetually living in your fucked up little fantasy world! News flash, Eddie: People run away from you because you're a fucking serial murderer that makes a hobby out of mutilating people's bodies!" She roared, her hands clenching into fists as her words poured from her mouth.

"How dare you talk to me like that, you filthy fucking whore-"

"NO! Shut the fuck up, and don't call me that! I'm not done talking, you egotistical little prick! You really think that you're in love, don't you? In your fucked up little Leave It To Beaver world, you must truly believe that you love all of the people that you mutilate, don't you? No. You're not making those men into women to love them, you're making them into women to kill them." Kasha was getting absolutely fucking hysterical over this, and she had zero tolerance for anything that Eddie had to say right now. She saw him open his mouth, so she quickly spoke again.

"You're like a broken fucking record! It's always the same shit with you! What, should I be grateful for your deranged perception of forced love?" She glared at him, delivering the most hateful glare that she could muster, shaking her head. "You're pathetic. Poor little Eddie Gluskin: Raped by his daddy and uncle. You let that change you as a person because you're fucking weak. You were turned into this-" She looked him up and down, spitting the word out in the most condescending way. "- because you're weak. I hope you fucking rot here, scum."

Kasha had never been filled with so much raw rage before. But it felt so good to finally be herself again. To finally break that mask. She turned her head to quickly look back at the gate. Once she turned her head back to face Eddie, however, her heart sank as she watched Eddie barreling towards her like a fucking tank.

He was fucking furious. And rightfully so.

It was time to run. Kasha immediately turned on her bare heel and darted out through the front gates, her bare feet clapping against the asphalt road as she frantically ran for her life.

She just had to open her fucking mouth, didn't she? Jesus. This was a mess.

When Kasha ran past the concrete sign that read "Mount Massive Asylum," she felt a unique and much needed sense of relief and euphoria wash over her. She hadn't seen that sign in three years. For such a long time, she'd longed to see that sign again as she left this fucking place, after quitting her job there. But she'd never anticipated becoming a prisoner here. She'd even dreamed about it, about quitting her job. About leaving this place. And now, it was a reality. But she couldn't dwell on that thought for too long, considering that she had a rampaging psychopath chasing after her at an alarming velocity.

The long asphalt road winded down into the vast Colorado mountains, and Kasha silently wished that she could enjoy the scenery as her breathing heaved in her chest. She could hear Eddie's thumping, heavy footsteps directly behind her.

How was he running this fast? His body was injured to shit with bullet wounds!

Kasha's strained legs began to give out, and as a result, her running slowed just enough for Eddie to get a hold of her. Eddie grabbed Kasha by her hair and stopped running, causing Kasha to yank back violently with a shriek of pain. She grabbed at her head. "Let go of me! FUCK YOU!" She roared, kicking behind her in an unsuccessful attempt to kick his knee caps.

Eddie, still holding her by her obsidian hair, violently tugged Kasha to the right with a powerful thrust of his arm while simultaneously tripping her, causing Kasha to collapse on her side against the hard road. She landed with a thud, and immediately tried to scramble back up to her feet. However, Eddie kicked her in the side, and she fell flat on her back against the road. He sat on Kasha's waist, and began mercilessly obliterating her pale face with a chain of punches.

"This is why you need to behave, darling! THIS is what happens when you talk to me like that!" He boomed, slamming a fourth punch into her cheek bone. Kasha heard something crack in her face. She needed to stop this, now.

Kasha flung her arms at Eddie's face and began scratching him, digging her long nails deeply into his already lesioned face. She couldn't do anything with her legs, considering his position on her, so she had to rely on her arms. Kasha then reached up and grabbed at his black hair, tugging his head by his hair with violent jerks. Finally, Eddie became distracted, and he brought his hands up to fight with hers. This gave Kasha a solid window to regain control of the situation.

Kasha clasped Eddie's head in her hands and, with a strained groan, forced him to the right with every ounce of strength possible. As a result, Kasha successfully managed to slam Eddie on his side next to her. She a quickly climbed on top of him, her grip still on his hair.

"You filthy fucking shit-" Eddie groaned, but Kasha cut his words off by slamming the back of his head, by his hair, into the hard road beneath him. She repeated this motion about three or four times before Eddie had managed to land a punch squarely in her gut, causing the wind to be knocked out of Kasha. Kasha recoiled, which allowed Eddie to grab her throat.

Kasha gagged, clawing at his hand. Eddie then rose to his feet, holding her high, her feet kicking frantically. "Have we learned our lesson now, darling?" He choked out, coughing. Kasha could feel his arm shaking under the strain of her body's weight. His body was being pushed to it's limits, and Kasha needed to take advantage of that. Kasha swung her foot forwards, landing a hard kick squarely in Eddie's groin. Eddie cried out and released his grip on Kasha, causing her to drop to her knees on the road in front of him. Kasha snickered, holding her throat. Fucking priceless.

"Go fuck yourself." Kasha spat, watching as Eddie struggled to stand against the crippling pain of Kasha's kick. To Kasha's left, she noticed a number of large, discarded rocks laying scattered along the side of the road. She reached for one of the rocks, but Eddie's arm shot down and grabbed her forearm. He brought his knife back out again, then, and plunged the blade down into her forearm. Kasha screamed out in pain, "BASTARD! Fucking bastard!" She cried out, blood pooling out of the stab wound. He retracted the blade, kicking Kasha in her side again. She fell over on her side, glaring up at Eddie's broad figure looming ominously over her.

He knelt down beside her. "I shouldn't have had to do that, darling. But you made me do it. You're making me do this to you. I'm going to hang you up as my most prized trophy, darling... You're going to be beautiful." He hummed, gliding his hand through her tangled black hair.

Kasha's hand jolted to grab Eddie's forearm as his hand combed through her hair. Her nails dug into his skin, "Don't fucking touch me." She hissed, yanking his arm away from her. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her body was completely exhausted. But not as exhausted as his body was. She used that to reassure herself, and she quickly forced herself to regain her footing. Blood trickled down her arm from the stab wound, the blood dripping off at her finger tips.

Eddie charged at her again. Fuck, she needed to act fast. Her head quickly turned to look at the rocks at the side of the road again, and she hastily lunged out of Eddie's way in a desperate attempt to grab one of the rocks. She grabbed one of the heavy rocks with both of her hands, turning her head to look at Eddie. He had his knife poised and ready to impale her, and he was dangerously close to doing so. Kasha resorted to kicking him in the groin, again, merely so she could catch a window to evade his attack. Eddie's movements stunted as the agonizing pain pulsated from his groin again, and Kasha took the opportunity to run around him. She'd managed to get a good couple of feet away from him. She stood there, glaring at him, holding the rock in both of her hands. Waiting.

This was her last chance. She needed to run at him, tackle him to the ground, and smash his fucking face in with this rock. It was all she could do. It was now or never. The attack was going to be a bold move, but she had nothing else to lose right now. She would rather die fighting.

Kasha then charged at him, trying to gain as much speed as possible, then lunged at him. Eddie, taken off guard by her sudden advances, didn't have much time to react. Kasha flung herself at him and successfully tackled him, his body falling flat on it's back against the road. Kasha held the rock up high over his head.

"Looks like the tables have turned now, bucko. And, guess what? I'm going to leave your body here to rot in the street. Like some fucking road kill. It's been real fun, Ed, but I think I'd much rather watch your head smash like a fucking watermelon."

"You liked it, you little whore. You liked it when I touched you, didn't you?" He growled, glaring into her eyes.

"Really? You want that to be your last words? Hey, alright. Your choice." Her arms began to fall down.

"We could have been beautiful, darling..."

Kasha barely heard him say it. It was barely audible through his strained breathing. Kasha's rock descended down on to Eddie's face with a sickening thwack, breaking Eddie's nose instantly. Eddie cried out, his hands shooting up to his face as an automatic reflexive response.

For a moment, Kasha felt guilty.

But only for a moment.

She brought the rock down on to his face a second time. Then a third, then a fourth, then a fifth, until his body stopped moving beneath her.

Kasha was nearly hyperventilating. She stopped pounding his face in for a moment, observing the crushed in bloody mess that used to be his face. For good measure, Kasha proceeded to smash the rock into his face a couple more times. Just in case. Blood splattered all over her forearms, and her stab wound certainly wasn't agreeing with Kasha's excessive use of her arms.

Kasha dropped the rock, then, and shakingly rose to her feet. She did it. She couldn't believe it.

She felt like jumping up and down and clapping with excitement, but she'd save that for when she got back to California. When she got back home, she was going to throw a fucking party. She took a minute to savor her kill, satisfaction and closure swelling up within her. But most of all, she finally felt safe. Truly safe. It was a sensation that she hadn't felt in well over three years.

She shook her head. "All of that ego... All of those delusions. All ended with a rock to your face." She said, speaking to Eddie's corpse. "You're probably better off this way, you know. Now, you're free of all of your... Kinks and defects. Free from your insanity. I just did you a favor." She had no idea why she was talking to his beaten corpse, but it felt good. She knelt beside his corpse and picked up his knife, clutching it in her hand as she then rose to her her feet again.

She gave his corpse one final look before turning her back on him, and began her long walk down the road back to civilization.

It was finally over.

The Mount Massive nightmare was over.

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It was as warm as ever in California.

Particularly, it was humid as all hell in the apartment that Kasha shared with her three sisters. Merely a week had passed since the incidents of Mount Massive, and Kasha had only just managed to make it back home last night.

"God, you really had to go through... All of that? And you're still sane? Jesus, Kasha, that's ridiculous." Misha said, with a somewhat relieved sigh. Misha had straight, blonde hair that hung down to her shoulders in length. Her eyes were a lovely green-blue, and they stared at Kasha with great concern.

Kasha shrugged, staring at the floor. "I don't even care anymore, honestly. All that matters to me right now is being here, right now, with you guys. It's... It's a fucking miracle that I'm alive, guys. You have no idea." Kasha huffed, the memories of Eddie and the asylum flashing through her mind.

Crystal, a slender woman with the palest skin out of all of them, entered the room with a glass of water for Kasha. Crystal's incredibly long, almost gray hair was the most attractive feature about her aside from her gorgeous, piercing blue eyes. She silently took a seat next to Kasha, giving her a one armed hug supportingly.

Yumi, the third and last of Kasha's sisters, sat next to Misha opposite of Crystal and Kasha. She had her hands in her lap, her fiery red hair tumbling down over her breasts. "I'm just... Really glad to see you again, Kasha. We all are. It's been years. We thought you were dead." Yumi said, fidgeting with the fabric of her pink skirt. "It's been hell for the three of us here." She finally made eye contact with Kasha.

Kasha buckled over in laughter. "Oh, you think that you've been in hell? Really? Oh, fuck. You have no idea what I've been enduring for the past three years, then."

Yumi rolled her eyes. Her sister had always been... Inconsiderate to other people's sympathy, so she let it slide. Yumi was a woman of manners. She narrowed her green eyes. "No, we don't know what you've been through, actually. Do you... Feel like talking about it?"

Misha, Yumi, and Crystal all looked at each other. They both shared a unanimously concerned gaze. They were still in complete disbelief that Kasha was even sitting in the same room as them right now.

"... I mean, when you came home, you were..." Crystal finally interjected, usually being the quietest of the four of them. "... You were covered in dirt and grime. And your arm..." Crystal looked down at Kasha's now bandaged up right forearm, where Eddie had inflicted his final wound on her.

Kasha took a deep breath, and exhaled sharply through her nose. "It's a long story. But, you guys deserve some closure. Mount Massive basically kept me on lock down the entire time that I worked there, because Murkoff was working on some seriously fucked up shit, and they didn't want their secrets getting out. They couldn't risk it. So, that's why all of your letters and texts to me never got to me. Murkoff intercepted them. No one working at Mount Massive was allowed to speak to their friends and family."

The three of them looked at her, baffled. "Shouldn't that be, like, illegal? That's inhumane to the employees!" Misha preached, anger hitching in her voice.

"They were their own laws, Misha. The whole damned facility was hidden up in the Colorado mountains. It took me... God, so long to get back to civilization after I escaped. The asylum went to hell, and their secret little Frankenstein project went haywire." Kasha shook her head, sighing. She didn't even want to think about it right now. Or talk about it. But they deserved to know.

"And this-" Kasha lifted her bandaged arm. "- was caused by some fucking lunatic that wanted to marry me and have children with me. God, I was so thankful for me degree in psychology when I was dealing with that fucker. I had to wear a mask the entire time that I was around him. I had to fuel his sick little fantasies. I even let him, uh, touch me, and..." She trailed off, her eyes at the floor. She hadn't even touched that glass of water yet.

Yumi's eyes widened, her jaw clenching. "If you're about to tell me that you got raped, I'm gonna feel an itching desire to commit murder in about 3.5 seconds."

Kasha waved her hand dismissively. "No, no. Luckily. I had to manipulate him to save my own ass, so I was... Playing the part. And, in the end, he was my last roadblock between me and coming home to you guys." Kasha paused, reliving the memories of her final encounter with Eddie. The vivid memory of his smashed in face flashed in her mind.

"... I smashed his fucking face in with a rock, and left him to rot in the road like a dead animal. Which is exactly what he is – a dead animal." Kasha stated, her face stone cold and apathetic as she remembered the encounter with clear detail. She then looked up at her three sisters, a small grin tugging at her face.

"And, let me tell you, it felt so good."

Misha, Yumi, and Crystal looked deeply concerned. Kasha had changed. Everything with Mount Massive had clearly taken a small tole on her, and she... She just wasn't the same anymore. The Kasha that they knew wouldn't be acting so genuinely homicidal about basic survival. Sure, she would joke about murdering people before, but this was different.

"Kasha... I really don't like that look in your eyes." Yumi outright stated, her eyes narrowed.

"What look? Okay, look – What I've gone through would change anybody. Do you have any idea how many people I killed in cold blood just to have a chance of coming back home to you three? I mean, it's good that you're all concerned, but for fuck's sake – A little sense of understanding would be really fucking great right now." She figured she would need to justify herself eventually. She couldn't deny that she'd changed. Even throughout her journey after the breakout of Mount Massive, Kasha observed herself becoming... Progressively more and more passive and apathetic to committing murder.

For instance, when she had to kill all of those men in order to form an "audience" for her and Eddie's wedding.

It had become so... Casual to her.

"All I'm saying is that you three have nothing to worry about, okay? I'm not gonna murder you in the middle of the night or anything. All I want to do now is focus on finding a new job, and resuming my life here with you guys. Because I fought like fucking hell to get here. And, uh, I love you guys." Kasha almost muttered the last part. She'd always been incredibly awkward about displaying affection, and it was only just then that she'd realized that she'd never once, in the 10+ years that she'd known these three girls, told them that she loved them.

The three of them each gave a small, warm smile in response.

Yumi pounced on Kasha, then. "Well, WELCOME HOME!" She excitedly yelled, wrapping her arms around her sister. "Now, let's go do something productive. Enough of this depressing stuff. How about we go to the beach or something?"

Kasha grumbled. "Eeeegh, I kind of was hoping to take a long ass nap and a long enough shower to use up all of the hot water, honestly..."

"You're doing that after. I don't wanna hear it from you, you grumpy turd. C'mon, let's go!" And with that, Kasha got dragged along with the three of them out the front door.

Kasha had her life back.

And she wouldn't have had it any other way.

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Author's Note: So, which ending do you like better? Let me know in the reviews! Thank you for reading. ;)