That whole night, all I could think of was Nurse Georgie. There was no way it was a coincidence Molly was my roommate and Georgie was my nurse. They were clues to the past. (or future, i'm still figuring that out) It wasn't until about 1 am (according to Molly's digital clock) that I fell asleep. Then the next day, I would have to plan.
Nurse Georgie had to die. It was the easiest way to get the information and affect the witch. I had to kill Georgie. Now, murdering masks was easy, considering I was crazy in love and crazy in general. But now I had no motive but information. It would be harder. Besides, I don't know yet what Georgie was capable of. All I knew was as soon as she stepped through that door, she would be finished.
I waited until 8 am. Molly and I simultaneously woke up, and that was probably the norm for her, because she didn't seem to find that weird at all. She also looked at me, "Its yard day!" She then screamed in joy and punched me. "Yard day, yard day..." She kept repeating over and over again. Yard Day must have been pretty important.
"What's yard day?" I asked.
"WHATS YARD DAY!?!" She freaked, as if I had just stabbed her or something. "Its only the day where Nurse Georgie brings us all on a field trip into San Francisco. Last time we went to the Golden Gate Bridge, remember." The fact was I didn't remember. "Nurse Georgie is bringing us to the aquarium today. I can't wait!"
The aquarium. Perfect. It was an old school term I hadn't heard since before my eight year coma. But when I did, I remembered all the people. The aquarium was always busy, and unless that had changed in eight years, the aquarium would still be packed. But, I also remembered water. Lots and lots of water. I could get Georgie by doing that. (Man, do I sound crazy.) Not only would I get my info out of Georgie, but I would be free from this damned hospital.
It wasn't until 11 am I heard "Come on maggots! You're fishy adventure awaits." Georgie screamed it down the halls, and she sounded pretty cheery considering. I walked to the bus and sat down next to Molly, who seemed really to want to explain to me how lion fish used to actually be lions. But I didn't listen, because I was coming up with a game plan.
When we got to the aquarium, I had an idea. The drowning plan went down the drain. Towards the entrance of the aquarium was about forty flights of stairs. Perfect.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Monday, December 31, 2012
Chapter 44: Molly's Fate
Things weren't going my way. I had no idea whether I was legally sane, or if the witch was just more clever today. Either way, this was ridiculous.
She brought me back to my room, not really enthralled in my protection. She probably didn't give if I got hurt or even ran, its not like she'd get in trouble for it anyways. As I tripped along, she stopped every now and then, mocking a prisioner (or at least thats what I thought of the rooms.) "Sup Retard" to a few. "Hey, how you two doing?" She would ask some of the single cell people. I laughed at that one, even though it was terrible. The fact was, I kind of stuck with her to hear her sick (but funny) sense of humor. We didn't even get back to my room for about thirty minutes. But when we finally did, she looked back at me, "Here we are Klar's, your paradise, complete with girl." She then grabbed my arm and tossed me in.
The first thing I realized when I got in was the two seperate wall designs. Mine was covered in drawings of future cities, and a few of the Retreat. (They all look pretty professionally done.) I even had one of Molly and I kissing. I hadn't even gotten to that part of the story yet. (I just called it "the story". I'm going insane. ) The other wall was covered in nature photos and posters. The most brilliant, a white tiger that hung over the bed. That must have been the nature professionals.
I walked over to my bed. I then layed down, kind of exhausted from the bit of lifestyle change. I had went from Future Warrior to Insane quickly. I was kind of confused also. Where was Molly? She was my roommate, so she had to be somewhere. I didn't get curious though, because in the end it wasn't really any of my business. I just had to wait it out. So I went to sleep...
A couple hours later, the thick metal door to the room opened, squeaking loudly, and squeaky herself said, "Here you go Nature Freak." Then the door shut. And in stepped Molly. She looked just as she had in the future, beautiful and powerful. I liked it still. But she also had another NEW look to her. That was the look of crazy, as she looked at me, her left eye twitching awkwardly.
She started to talk, "Sup Alex. Long time no see." She casually walked to her bed and sat down. I was still laying. "I've been wondering how long they were going to hold you in the Keep." (The Keep must have been the place where I was strapped to the chair.) I sat up, laughing at the fact that Molly was actually talking to me again. "Yeah, Doc Murphy was trying to teach me what I supposedly "didn't know" (as she flipped her index and middle finger up and down in a familiar gesture) about nature." I then tried to interrupt, but she continued over me. " Like I don't know about nature. Lions are purple and he can't convince me otherwise." Man, she was a wackjob."So, whats up with you Al."
(Finally...) "How long was I there?" I asked. "Because the last thing I remember was you and me in an apartment dancing when all of the sudden some people attacked us." I was hoping she would remember something similar.
"You were in there for a while, I'd say three or four days." I think that she was scared for me. She seemed to stutter a bit. "But about the apartment, I don't remember that at all. I remember you and me on a safari though." Nope.
"No apartment? Nothing?"
"Nope."
"Damn." Maybe I was just a looney bin regular. Nobody knew my story except that nurse. THAT NURSE. "Molly, what was the nurses name. Squeaky I mean." (Squeaky. I'd been calling her that for a while.)
"You know her name silly. That's nurse Georgie hun. Now get some sleep, and make sure to snore a ton. Keeps the mosquitoes away."
Nurse Georgie. Sounds familiar. Georgie wasn't good. I had to do it, I had to get to Georgie. She would know whether I was crazy or not. She had to.
She brought me back to my room, not really enthralled in my protection. She probably didn't give if I got hurt or even ran, its not like she'd get in trouble for it anyways. As I tripped along, she stopped every now and then, mocking a prisioner (or at least thats what I thought of the rooms.) "Sup Retard" to a few. "Hey, how you two doing?" She would ask some of the single cell people. I laughed at that one, even though it was terrible. The fact was, I kind of stuck with her to hear her sick (but funny) sense of humor. We didn't even get back to my room for about thirty minutes. But when we finally did, she looked back at me, "Here we are Klar's, your paradise, complete with girl." She then grabbed my arm and tossed me in.
The first thing I realized when I got in was the two seperate wall designs. Mine was covered in drawings of future cities, and a few of the Retreat. (They all look pretty professionally done.) I even had one of Molly and I kissing. I hadn't even gotten to that part of the story yet. (I just called it "the story". I'm going insane. ) The other wall was covered in nature photos and posters. The most brilliant, a white tiger that hung over the bed. That must have been the nature professionals.
I walked over to my bed. I then layed down, kind of exhausted from the bit of lifestyle change. I had went from Future Warrior to Insane quickly. I was kind of confused also. Where was Molly? She was my roommate, so she had to be somewhere. I didn't get curious though, because in the end it wasn't really any of my business. I just had to wait it out. So I went to sleep...
A couple hours later, the thick metal door to the room opened, squeaking loudly, and squeaky herself said, "Here you go Nature Freak." Then the door shut. And in stepped Molly. She looked just as she had in the future, beautiful and powerful. I liked it still. But she also had another NEW look to her. That was the look of crazy, as she looked at me, her left eye twitching awkwardly.
She started to talk, "Sup Alex. Long time no see." She casually walked to her bed and sat down. I was still laying. "I've been wondering how long they were going to hold you in the Keep." (The Keep must have been the place where I was strapped to the chair.) I sat up, laughing at the fact that Molly was actually talking to me again. "Yeah, Doc Murphy was trying to teach me what I supposedly "didn't know" (as she flipped her index and middle finger up and down in a familiar gesture) about nature." I then tried to interrupt, but she continued over me. " Like I don't know about nature. Lions are purple and he can't convince me otherwise." Man, she was a wackjob."So, whats up with you Al."
(Finally...) "How long was I there?" I asked. "Because the last thing I remember was you and me in an apartment dancing when all of the sudden some people attacked us." I was hoping she would remember something similar.
"You were in there for a while, I'd say three or four days." I think that she was scared for me. She seemed to stutter a bit. "But about the apartment, I don't remember that at all. I remember you and me on a safari though." Nope.
"No apartment? Nothing?"
"Nope."
"Damn." Maybe I was just a looney bin regular. Nobody knew my story except that nurse. THAT NURSE. "Molly, what was the nurses name. Squeaky I mean." (Squeaky. I'd been calling her that for a while.)
"You know her name silly. That's nurse Georgie hun. Now get some sleep, and make sure to snore a ton. Keeps the mosquitoes away."
Nurse Georgie. Sounds familiar. Georgie wasn't good. I had to do it, I had to get to Georgie. She would know whether I was crazy or not. She had to.
Friday, December 28, 2012
Chapter 46: Fish, Food, and Death
We walked in and everything was great. I saw some flying fish and giant mongrals and sharks. The aquarium was huge. It had to have had seventy thousand gallons of water in it. If not more. And Molly was absolutely hilarious. She was telling these absolutely crazy fast facts. I think my favorite was "Sharks are cool. They don't eat people, but they suck them into their mouths where parasites eat their intestines, then the shark poops them out whole." What made that funny was that the tour guide behind us looked at her, and she made a face that made Molly look idiotic. It was funny.
I still had my plans against Nurse Georgie, but I figured I'd enjoy myself before plotting murder. I mean, I never would have if I was back at Nexus. Its different now. As we walked towards the end of our tour, I knew it would be the end for her soon. In fact, it would be right after dinner.
When we pulled up to the stalls for dinner, there were foods I had come to miss over the years. Burgers, fries, shakes. I hadn't had a good burger in years. It kind of made me think actually. What if this all was real? What if I was crazy and by killing Georgie, I would be erasing any chance I had of living life again. It was crazy, but could you imagine what would happen if everything I planned for the aquarium steps worked out. I had to confirm that I wasn't in a dream again. I needed to know if this is all real.
First I tried Molly again. There had to be a shard of memory, there had to be. That all was to epic to not have been stored somewhere in that brain of hers. "So, Molly. Do you remember Nexus? That apartment you had there was pretty crazy..."
"What you talking about you silly monkey-man?" She had no idea did she.
"Come on Moll, you've gotta remember. The Retreat ring a bell, or maybe the Masks?"
"Oh, the Masks!" I think I had her. "The masks lemurs wear to hid their alien identities."... Nothing.
I needed some other proof. I tried to get to Georgie. Maybe a confession or something. That could work.
"So, hey Georgie, hows it going?" I asked. I don't even know how I would get her to confess. She would die if she didn't though. "Hey... Do you remember those old apartments? The ones I met you in before I was crazy?" I tried my best.
"No, I don't remember. Your having a moment again, aren't you?" She started to grab a pill box out of her purse."Here you..."
"That won't be necessary. We don't need you to do that for me. I was just testing you." Plan B, act retarted. "Test success. Guess you aren't a patient." I laughed. This made a crazy red-headed girl next to me laugh herself. But I don't know why.
"Well, its time to go yall," said Georgie. I was ready to go. Operation: Nurse Georgie was ready to commense.
I still had my plans against Nurse Georgie, but I figured I'd enjoy myself before plotting murder. I mean, I never would have if I was back at Nexus. Its different now. As we walked towards the end of our tour, I knew it would be the end for her soon. In fact, it would be right after dinner.
When we pulled up to the stalls for dinner, there were foods I had come to miss over the years. Burgers, fries, shakes. I hadn't had a good burger in years. It kind of made me think actually. What if this all was real? What if I was crazy and by killing Georgie, I would be erasing any chance I had of living life again. It was crazy, but could you imagine what would happen if everything I planned for the aquarium steps worked out. I had to confirm that I wasn't in a dream again. I needed to know if this is all real.
First I tried Molly again. There had to be a shard of memory, there had to be. That all was to epic to not have been stored somewhere in that brain of hers. "So, Molly. Do you remember Nexus? That apartment you had there was pretty crazy..."
"What you talking about you silly monkey-man?" She had no idea did she.
"Come on Moll, you've gotta remember. The Retreat ring a bell, or maybe the Masks?"
"Oh, the Masks!" I think I had her. "The masks lemurs wear to hid their alien identities."... Nothing.
I needed some other proof. I tried to get to Georgie. Maybe a confession or something. That could work.
"So, hey Georgie, hows it going?" I asked. I don't even know how I would get her to confess. She would die if she didn't though. "Hey... Do you remember those old apartments? The ones I met you in before I was crazy?" I tried my best.
"No, I don't remember. Your having a moment again, aren't you?" She started to grab a pill box out of her purse."Here you..."
"That won't be necessary. We don't need you to do that for me. I was just testing you." Plan B, act retarted. "Test success. Guess you aren't a patient." I laughed. This made a crazy red-headed girl next to me laugh herself. But I don't know why.
"Well, its time to go yall," said Georgie. I was ready to go. Operation: Nurse Georgie was ready to commense.
Chapter 43:Truth
This couldn't have been happening. It was impossible. Bellville Mental Hospital! But what about Molly, and the Masks, and the Witch. It all had to have happened. "Your bluffing, you witch." I screamed.
"Now now Alex, don't raise your voice. You may scare Molly," she said. My eyes got wide. Molly was here? But where?
"Where is she you bastard?!?" I screamed again, this time louder.
"She's in your room, remember. The one me and Nurse Cherry gave you two. You two were perfect for each other, as roommates that is." My mind went blank. Everything I could remember went blank. Was this squeaky lady telling me the truth? Was I actually creating my own nightmare?
"What's Molly's problem?" I asked calmer, hoping for a few answers.
"She has the strange premonitions that she is on a safari. She dreams she is jungle girl," said squeaky. She then laughed, "Just the other day she thought a tiger was under her bed."
BOOM! My world exploded. As my mind went into a shock I had never known existed, all I could do was wait for more. (Not that I was ready for any more news) The only things I was getting out of this conversation though was that I was either stuck in a new nightmare, or a crazy, delusional child. Either way, my situation wasn't good considering squeaky found it fun beating me.
The squeaky nurse started towards me. This time with some keys instead of a needle. She then unlocked my left wrist, and my right wrist. "Now get to your room jackass. You're going to get me fired."
I turned around, and then looked her in the eye. "What's your name again?" I asked, just to see if she'd answer.
"I'm nurse Jaklyn" she said. "Don't you remember?" She then slapped me upside the head. "Now get a move on you idjit."
"Now now Alex, don't raise your voice. You may scare Molly," she said. My eyes got wide. Molly was here? But where?
"Where is she you bastard?!?" I screamed again, this time louder.
"She's in your room, remember. The one me and Nurse Cherry gave you two. You two were perfect for each other, as roommates that is." My mind went blank. Everything I could remember went blank. Was this squeaky lady telling me the truth? Was I actually creating my own nightmare?
"What's Molly's problem?" I asked calmer, hoping for a few answers.
"She has the strange premonitions that she is on a safari. She dreams she is jungle girl," said squeaky. She then laughed, "Just the other day she thought a tiger was under her bed."
BOOM! My world exploded. As my mind went into a shock I had never known existed, all I could do was wait for more. (Not that I was ready for any more news) The only things I was getting out of this conversation though was that I was either stuck in a new nightmare, or a crazy, delusional child. Either way, my situation wasn't good considering squeaky found it fun beating me.
The squeaky nurse started towards me. This time with some keys instead of a needle. She then unlocked my left wrist, and my right wrist. "Now get to your room jackass. You're going to get me fired."
I turned around, and then looked her in the eye. "What's your name again?" I asked, just to see if she'd answer.
"I'm nurse Jaklyn" she said. "Don't you remember?" She then slapped me upside the head. "Now get a move on you idjit."
Monday, December 24, 2012
Chapter 42: The Boy and The Witch
When I woke up, everything was brighter. I had that flash you get when you've been in darkness for a long time. But for some reason, I was wishing my eyes would never focus. I was scared about what nightmare I would be forced to wake up to next. And slowly, as my vision got darker and darker, I realized that it wasn't a dream anymore.
What I woke up to was a snarling face. The snarling face of the witch. " Well, my pretty boy. Quite the adventure you had, tossing and turning like that." She then laughed, and then looked at me again. " I would have been surprised if you would have gone into shock." She then grabbed one of my two arms, which I now realized was strapped down. "You were having fun right?!?" she cackled.
I was terrified. But in the shock, pride was clinging somewhere. Just enough in face for me to spit right into her face. "Hows that for dreaming?" I cackled myself.
But before I could get another laugh off, she grabbed my face, gripping it strongly. "Boy, I wouldn't do that if I were you. Otherwise, you're going to be locked in here longer." She then slapped me. "Now hold on." She pulled something out of her pocket. It was a needle about the size of a pencil, filled with a blue liquid.
I slapped it away, knocking it across the room into a wall. It shattered and crashed as it hit it. But as I looked back at the witch, this time, the look wasn't patience, as it usually showed. It was anger. "THAT COST THE HOSPITAL 200$ TO GET YOU THAT STUFF!" She screamed. She then kicked me hard, right in the nuts.
"Hospital?" I choked out, wincing in pain.
"No shit stupid." The witch said...
But there was something peculiar about her voice this time. It rose. Rose quite a bit, into a high pitched squeak. It was a woman's voice alright, but a squeaker at that. I looked at her again. There were no straps on my neck, so my field of vision was decent. And as I looked at her, her face started to shift into new positions. Her nose started moving upwards, and the wart started disappearing. The ears started to slip into her head, and they changed angle. Her eyes changed color, along with her skin and hair. And eventually, she was a new person.
"You've been staying at the Bellville Mental Hospital for five years now Al, don't you remember." She then winked, showing one of those cheesy nurse smiles. "Or did you have one of your moments again, Klarsey."
What I woke up to was a snarling face. The snarling face of the witch. " Well, my pretty boy. Quite the adventure you had, tossing and turning like that." She then laughed, and then looked at me again. " I would have been surprised if you would have gone into shock." She then grabbed one of my two arms, which I now realized was strapped down. "You were having fun right?!?" she cackled.
I was terrified. But in the shock, pride was clinging somewhere. Just enough in face for me to spit right into her face. "Hows that for dreaming?" I cackled myself.
But before I could get another laugh off, she grabbed my face, gripping it strongly. "Boy, I wouldn't do that if I were you. Otherwise, you're going to be locked in here longer." She then slapped me. "Now hold on." She pulled something out of her pocket. It was a needle about the size of a pencil, filled with a blue liquid.
I slapped it away, knocking it across the room into a wall. It shattered and crashed as it hit it. But as I looked back at the witch, this time, the look wasn't patience, as it usually showed. It was anger. "THAT COST THE HOSPITAL 200$ TO GET YOU THAT STUFF!" She screamed. She then kicked me hard, right in the nuts.
"Hospital?" I choked out, wincing in pain.
"No shit stupid." The witch said...
But there was something peculiar about her voice this time. It rose. Rose quite a bit, into a high pitched squeak. It was a woman's voice alright, but a squeaker at that. I looked at her again. There were no straps on my neck, so my field of vision was decent. And as I looked at her, her face started to shift into new positions. Her nose started moving upwards, and the wart started disappearing. The ears started to slip into her head, and they changed angle. Her eyes changed color, along with her skin and hair. And eventually, she was a new person.
"You've been staying at the Bellville Mental Hospital for five years now Al, don't you remember." She then winked, showing one of those cheesy nurse smiles. "Or did you have one of your moments again, Klarsey."
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Chapter 41:Everybody Dance (Georgie's Friend)
Authors Note: This chapter is written in a peaceful manor in dedication to the 22 people who died in Connecticut recently. God Bless their Souls. (Although the cliffhanger ending isn't as peaceful)
I left the library eventually, after searching and searching for hours on a way to defeat the masks. Nothing. Plus, I got the weird feeling you get when you've been at a library for more than 3 hours. So I had to leave.
Once I got back out, I wasn't sure whether I should keep exploring or whether I should find something useful to do. I did the latter. I went back downstairs and checked the kitchen. The only thing I found down there was some old guys playing chess (On this ridiculous hologram board thing that was super awesome) and Georgie cleaning up the grime from the meal I must have missed. She had this gigantic smile on her face as she looked at me as I came in. "Hey there KlarsEE. Hosit goin?" She had the hilariously psycho southern accent.
"Good Georgie." I answered. "A little tired. I found the library."
She laughed, "A boy who axsually reads. Mirecels happen." She then raised her hands in the air, giggling to herself, "Praise the loid." This was the first time I had seen Georgie like this. Things really esclated quickly as she then walked towards me and grabbed my arm and pranced around the table, as we did a little jig around the table. The guys who had been playing chess looked up and laughed.
"Georgie, you're especially cheery today. Whats up?" For the small while I had been in the apartments, hiding from the masks, I had never seen Georgie doing anything but clean.
"Ise happy because Ise gotta frien comin from a fort down sout." She then giggled again, like a Tigger giggle.
"Well then lets celebrate." I said to Georgie.
I missed times like this. Other than the time I successfully saved Molly, I had never felt pure joy like this. As Georgie jumped around, waiving her hands like a maniac, I took off. I sprinted, hallway after hallway and told everyone "Go to the dining room. We've got ourselves a celebration." Everyone came down. Even Molly. We ran down all together and without music, we danced. I danced around with people I had met in my short stay, and people I hadn't seen in my life. I even snuck a dance with Molly, who for the first time in a while, didn't have the "I'm going to kill you" look. We danced, we conga lined, and even did some dances I'd never seen before. It was great.
Then, in the middle of the dancing, there was a knock on the door...
Everybody stopped. Some people looked at the door, some attempted to dance again. I looked at Georgie, as she smiled with the biggest smirk I had ever seen. "Shes here?" I mouthed to Georgie.
"He's here." mouthed back Georgie. She then approached the door. Each step she took got more skittish and skittish, but she still had a stride to her step. She finally got to the door, took the handle, and opened it.
Time slowed down. People eerily danced around, shuffling at a pace (to my perception) only possible in space. The people staring at the door blinked slowly, three seconds a blink. The person sitting on the other side of the door, was a mask. Not the mask I was looking for, but a big, melted white mask. In fact, it was a group of masks.
I looked at Molly, and I knew she was in the same shocked mode as I was. Georgie smirked as she looked around the room. Her now bloodshot eyes scanned across the room. In a weirdly glitchy, low voice, this time not as southern, Georgie said, "Turn it off boys." Then there was a crash.
I looked around, frozen, as the walls started peeling. The floor itself was phasing into a giant black abyss. This one similar to the black hole that had gotten me here. Soon the walls melted, and everything soon melted also. The people standing around the room who were once dancing melted away, like wax figurines to a flame. Then, the blackness folded around me, coming closer, and closer. As I could see the black wave coming at me, I tried to run.
But I couldn't. The black wave got closer, and closer, and soon hit me like a black tsunami. It took my breath away. Then even though everything I could see in front of me was black, I felt another type of black, as I myself blacked out.
I left the library eventually, after searching and searching for hours on a way to defeat the masks. Nothing. Plus, I got the weird feeling you get when you've been at a library for more than 3 hours. So I had to leave.
Once I got back out, I wasn't sure whether I should keep exploring or whether I should find something useful to do. I did the latter. I went back downstairs and checked the kitchen. The only thing I found down there was some old guys playing chess (On this ridiculous hologram board thing that was super awesome) and Georgie cleaning up the grime from the meal I must have missed. She had this gigantic smile on her face as she looked at me as I came in. "Hey there KlarsEE. Hosit goin?" She had the hilariously psycho southern accent.
"Good Georgie." I answered. "A little tired. I found the library."
She laughed, "A boy who axsually reads. Mirecels happen." She then raised her hands in the air, giggling to herself, "Praise the loid." This was the first time I had seen Georgie like this. Things really esclated quickly as she then walked towards me and grabbed my arm and pranced around the table, as we did a little jig around the table. The guys who had been playing chess looked up and laughed.
"Georgie, you're especially cheery today. Whats up?" For the small while I had been in the apartments, hiding from the masks, I had never seen Georgie doing anything but clean.
"Ise happy because Ise gotta frien comin from a fort down sout." She then giggled again, like a Tigger giggle.
"Well then lets celebrate." I said to Georgie.
I missed times like this. Other than the time I successfully saved Molly, I had never felt pure joy like this. As Georgie jumped around, waiving her hands like a maniac, I took off. I sprinted, hallway after hallway and told everyone "Go to the dining room. We've got ourselves a celebration." Everyone came down. Even Molly. We ran down all together and without music, we danced. I danced around with people I had met in my short stay, and people I hadn't seen in my life. I even snuck a dance with Molly, who for the first time in a while, didn't have the "I'm going to kill you" look. We danced, we conga lined, and even did some dances I'd never seen before. It was great.
Then, in the middle of the dancing, there was a knock on the door...
Everybody stopped. Some people looked at the door, some attempted to dance again. I looked at Georgie, as she smiled with the biggest smirk I had ever seen. "Shes here?" I mouthed to Georgie.
"He's here." mouthed back Georgie. She then approached the door. Each step she took got more skittish and skittish, but she still had a stride to her step. She finally got to the door, took the handle, and opened it.
Time slowed down. People eerily danced around, shuffling at a pace (to my perception) only possible in space. The people staring at the door blinked slowly, three seconds a blink. The person sitting on the other side of the door, was a mask. Not the mask I was looking for, but a big, melted white mask. In fact, it was a group of masks.
I looked at Molly, and I knew she was in the same shocked mode as I was. Georgie smirked as she looked around the room. Her now bloodshot eyes scanned across the room. In a weirdly glitchy, low voice, this time not as southern, Georgie said, "Turn it off boys." Then there was a crash.
I looked around, frozen, as the walls started peeling. The floor itself was phasing into a giant black abyss. This one similar to the black hole that had gotten me here. Soon the walls melted, and everything soon melted also. The people standing around the room who were once dancing melted away, like wax figurines to a flame. Then, the blackness folded around me, coming closer, and closer. As I could see the black wave coming at me, I tried to run.
But I couldn't. The black wave got closer, and closer, and soon hit me like a black tsunami. It took my breath away. Then even though everything I could see in front of me was black, I felt another type of black, as I myself blacked out.
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Chapter 40: Information
Red Mask, Fandora
Search; Results
Search # 233674a41
Results:
(Audio File) Legand of the Red Mask
Read by: Gary Hardnam
Explains the legacy of the "Phong clan". The controversial story about people living through the racial contrasts of our society tod...
(Document File) 2042 Red Mask Weapondry
Written by: Fandora Historic Society
Red Mask Weapondry was a manufacturing company that produced blades as well as guns. Known for inventing the only "laser" saber, Red Mask We...
(Video File) Red Masks Spotting; Unknown Mysteries; Paranormal Netowork
#paranormal #DouglassJohannason #UnknownMysteries
The first thing I picked was the video file. That meant no pain and no reading. What pulled up was what looked like a well made paranormal show that was hosting "Search for the Red Mask". What was great was it was just what I was looking for. It first gave me a sketch of the mask based on eyewitness accounts. I wanted it printed, so I said "print" to see what would happen, and so enough, it came up. A little piece of what almost didn't even seem like paper came up. A floating image of the mask, right in my hand. It was amazing.
Next, it gave me information about the "Red Mask's" whereabouts. But, sadly against my advantage, it was in the direct middle of the "Retreat" (which was rather gigantic now that I could see it on a map). It also showed that the "Red Mask" moved a lot. There were blips of his sightings all over Earth. (or at least I think im still on Earth. I'm not even sure anymore)
The third, and final thing I could pull out of the project was that the Red Mask was ancient. I mean, aparently, if this dude was still alive, he'd be 107 years old. So, whatever chance I had of finding the red mask was done. But I'm very zealot, and I couldn't give up. I had to find him. There must have been a way to beat the masks.
I looked at the other files and got similar answers. Nothing out of the ordinary. (Other than the fact I was 150 years in the future, fighting a hoard of cultist who were following a 200 year old witch. Oh, and all with a girl I nearly got killed and whom had a huge scar on her face) I had to do some research. I had to do some research, but there had to be a way to stop the masks.There just had to be.
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(Audio File) Legand of the Red Mask
Read by: Gary Hardnam
Explains the legacy of the "Phong clan". The controversial story about people living through the racial contrasts of our society tod...
(Document File) 2042 Red Mask Weapondry
Written by: Fandora Historic Society
Red Mask Weapondry was a manufacturing company that produced blades as well as guns. Known for inventing the only "laser" saber, Red Mask We...
(Video File) Red Masks Spotting; Unknown Mysteries; Paranormal Netowork
#paranormal #DouglassJohannason #UnknownMysteries
The first thing I picked was the video file. That meant no pain and no reading. What pulled up was what looked like a well made paranormal show that was hosting "Search for the Red Mask". What was great was it was just what I was looking for. It first gave me a sketch of the mask based on eyewitness accounts. I wanted it printed, so I said "print" to see what would happen, and so enough, it came up. A little piece of what almost didn't even seem like paper came up. A floating image of the mask, right in my hand. It was amazing.
Next, it gave me information about the "Red Mask's" whereabouts. But, sadly against my advantage, it was in the direct middle of the "Retreat" (which was rather gigantic now that I could see it on a map). It also showed that the "Red Mask" moved a lot. There were blips of his sightings all over Earth. (or at least I think im still on Earth. I'm not even sure anymore)
The third, and final thing I could pull out of the project was that the Red Mask was ancient. I mean, aparently, if this dude was still alive, he'd be 107 years old. So, whatever chance I had of finding the red mask was done. But I'm very zealot, and I couldn't give up. I had to find him. There must have been a way to beat the masks.
I looked at the other files and got similar answers. Nothing out of the ordinary. (Other than the fact I was 150 years in the future, fighting a hoard of cultist who were following a 200 year old witch. Oh, and all with a girl I nearly got killed and whom had a huge scar on her face) I had to do some research. I had to do some research, but there had to be a way to stop the masks.There just had to be.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Part 4 Ad (Final Part)
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Chapter 39: The Library
After talking to Jack and eating the fabulous turkey Georgie had served, I decided it was about time I ventured around the apartments. There had to be stuff Georgie hadn't shown us while giving us the "grand" tour. Plus, getting out of Molly's way for now was probably best.
First I stayed downstairs. I walked down the hallway the dining room was in and kept going. From what it looked like, all that was down there was a big shared gender bathroom, (Welcome to the future) and a old pool that was green from the bacteria running through it. (This place was big for an apartment)
Next I went upstairs. I think it was floor 2/3 floors, I couldn't remember but all I knew is it was where I would spend all of my time while at the apartments I knew there was another set of bathrooms and my room., but it got way more extensive. First thing I had found was a bunch of old gaming equipment. Being from 2000, (until a witch stole me) all I could remember was my old trusty X-Box and Nintendo 64. But here were some pretty cool toys. The dustier old ones were called X-Box 360 and PS3, but beyond that there were some pretty incredible machines. There was a some small orange cube called a Jynx. Next to the cube were different small cubes that fit into a slot. Every time I went to touch a cube, a little hologram came out of it with a title. The one I thought sounded the most familiar was Madden 68. What made the room cool was all of the systems down the row. There was something called a "Perico", one called a "Wii", and one called "Paradox". I wanted to try them all, but I was feeling to adventurous.
The next room I found was the one I stayed in. It was a gigantic library. In the library, all I could see is shelf upon shelf of books. I mean, obviously there was a wall, considering the building had to eventually end, but it was still gigantic. I could spend days here. I walked in, and was immediately greeted by this R2D2 looking robot that was a tan color, looking old and rusty. "Hello there, what are you looking for today?" It asked, having a rusty feminine voice.
I stared blankly at it, kind of freaking out at first. But then, an obvious idea came into my head. I said, "Red Mask". Sure enough.
"Right this wa..." It zapped out of what was probably an eye. I wasn't sure anymore. "Way." It corrected itself, then took of at a very natural walking pace. It creaked as it wheeled its way across the dusty wooded floor. Nobody had been in here. I must have been its first visitor in years. "Here we are..." the little librarian bot choked out, "banana boats." Wow that thing was rusty.
I was kind of pissed about the stupid robot, but I didn't let it get me down. I just looked over and saw another one of those computers like the one in Nexus. This ones lights were dimmer though, and it kind of had an eerie dusty look to it, even tho it had no true mass. (Another hologram computer.) I looked into it, "Search, Red Mask, Fandora." Sure enough, the computer jumped into action and brought me right to it. In the background I could hear the librarian robot going "Right this way." as it vroomed into another random section.
What I found on the computer was amazing? What Jack had said was actually true, and it made sense. I couldn't help but laugh. Not because of the findings though, more because of the librarian robot suddenly saying, "Here we are, Cooking with Nail Clippings."
First I stayed downstairs. I walked down the hallway the dining room was in and kept going. From what it looked like, all that was down there was a big shared gender bathroom, (Welcome to the future) and a old pool that was green from the bacteria running through it. (This place was big for an apartment)
Next I went upstairs. I think it was floor 2/3 floors, I couldn't remember but all I knew is it was where I would spend all of my time while at the apartments I knew there was another set of bathrooms and my room., but it got way more extensive. First thing I had found was a bunch of old gaming equipment. Being from 2000, (until a witch stole me) all I could remember was my old trusty X-Box and Nintendo 64. But here were some pretty cool toys. The dustier old ones were called X-Box 360 and PS3, but beyond that there were some pretty incredible machines. There was a some small orange cube called a Jynx. Next to the cube were different small cubes that fit into a slot. Every time I went to touch a cube, a little hologram came out of it with a title. The one I thought sounded the most familiar was Madden 68. What made the room cool was all of the systems down the row. There was something called a "Perico", one called a "Wii", and one called "Paradox". I wanted to try them all, but I was feeling to adventurous.
The next room I found was the one I stayed in. It was a gigantic library. In the library, all I could see is shelf upon shelf of books. I mean, obviously there was a wall, considering the building had to eventually end, but it was still gigantic. I could spend days here. I walked in, and was immediately greeted by this R2D2 looking robot that was a tan color, looking old and rusty. "Hello there, what are you looking for today?" It asked, having a rusty feminine voice.
I stared blankly at it, kind of freaking out at first. But then, an obvious idea came into my head. I said, "Red Mask". Sure enough.
"Right this wa..." It zapped out of what was probably an eye. I wasn't sure anymore. "Way." It corrected itself, then took of at a very natural walking pace. It creaked as it wheeled its way across the dusty wooded floor. Nobody had been in here. I must have been its first visitor in years. "Here we are..." the little librarian bot choked out, "banana boats." Wow that thing was rusty.
I was kind of pissed about the stupid robot, but I didn't let it get me down. I just looked over and saw another one of those computers like the one in Nexus. This ones lights were dimmer though, and it kind of had an eerie dusty look to it, even tho it had no true mass. (Another hologram computer.) I looked into it, "Search, Red Mask, Fandora." Sure enough, the computer jumped into action and brought me right to it. In the background I could hear the librarian robot going "Right this way." as it vroomed into another random section.
What I found on the computer was amazing? What Jack had said was actually true, and it made sense. I couldn't help but laugh. Not because of the findings though, more because of the librarian robot suddenly saying, "Here we are, Cooking with Nail Clippings."
Monday, November 19, 2012
Chapter 38: Starved
I finally got up and went downstairs. It was more of a limp considering that I was still tired a little. When I got down though, it was crazier than expected. First off, there was a bunch of kids sprinting around the table like little Olympic runners around a track. Secondly, the lady who had greeted us (I didn't know her name) was tossing food onto the table as quickly as possible, trying not to get killed by the track stars. Third, there were actually a lot of people in this place. It seemed bare when Molly and I had walked around, but now the room was packed with people talking, a giant pot roast. and a bunch of little kids. It was like a Thanksgiving back in my time.
I looked around for an open seat. The only two I could find were either next to Molly, or this big guy with a tattered shirt who looked like he hadn't showered in weeks. I sat next to the guy. I wasn't sure whether I should start talking to him, or whether I should just steal a piece of food from the enormous pot roast that was quickly diminishing. Luckily, I didn't have to choose, because the old lady who had greeted us grabbed my arm and raised me to my feet. "Excurse me, Excurse me. We have ourselves a new guess." She shouted and everybody listened. " Tell us your name boy." She looked at me.
"My name is Klarsey. I came here through the 'Retreat' with my partner Molly." I pointed too her, and she quickly shot up at the sound of her name. I was sure she didn't mind the attention.
"Klarseys going to be stayin' wit us a while, so you best be nice." She then looked up at me, "The names Georgia, but friens call me Georgie." She said it more like "GeorgEE" but I knew what she meant.
"Pleased to meet you Georgie." I said kindly and then sat back down. And right as I did, the sweaty man next to me started to interrogate me.
"So you survived the Retreat from what I here. That must have been something." He gave me a wink, and although some weird juices came out of his eye, it was friendly. I let him continue. "You know, I got stuck in there once. Not just last week. That was when he had no idea what a Reaper was. I'm lucky to be alive. You'll never believe this. I ran into a Reaper." Not these again. God, one had nearly killed me a week ago. I thought I was finally done with the bastards. " He was big, and nasty, and, like a young kid would do, I ran. It ran after me, growlin' like they do, and I think it nearly got me..." He paused, as if the memory was choking him, then sudden sped up, as he got excited that somebody was actually listening to his story. "Then it stopped. I saw this man. But he wasn't a man. You see, he had this mask on, but unlike the jerks who destroyed this place, his mask was bright red, like a ruby, or one of those dragons you hear about in stories. He could talk to. He screamed 'RUN JACK.' but this time I didn't run. I watched. First the mask grabbed the monsters face, and jabbed his eye." Now he was intense, his voice lowered, and got slower. " He then flipped over the beastie, grabbed one of the horns that was on its back, and ripped the thing off. After that, he did something that would put anyone in the books. He took the freakin' horn, and he stabbed the Reaper. I shit you not, he jabbed the bone ten inches in. After I saw that I had to run." He then . It didn't hit me until later that this man knew my name. But all I know is that he saved me, and I owed him big time. I owed him."
I looked at Jack, (or so I heard) curious about this mask. I mean, the only masks I actually knew about were the ones that melted stage masks onto peoples faces, and worshiped a demon. I didn't know anyone else. All I knew, is, if this guy could take out a Reaper like Jack had described, we maybe could have a chance. A chance to get the city back. The city back from the masks.
I looked around for an open seat. The only two I could find were either next to Molly, or this big guy with a tattered shirt who looked like he hadn't showered in weeks. I sat next to the guy. I wasn't sure whether I should start talking to him, or whether I should just steal a piece of food from the enormous pot roast that was quickly diminishing. Luckily, I didn't have to choose, because the old lady who had greeted us grabbed my arm and raised me to my feet. "Excurse me, Excurse me. We have ourselves a new guess." She shouted and everybody listened. " Tell us your name boy." She looked at me.
"My name is Klarsey. I came here through the 'Retreat' with my partner Molly." I pointed too her, and she quickly shot up at the sound of her name. I was sure she didn't mind the attention.
"Klarseys going to be stayin' wit us a while, so you best be nice." She then looked up at me, "The names Georgia, but friens call me Georgie." She said it more like "GeorgEE" but I knew what she meant.
"Pleased to meet you Georgie." I said kindly and then sat back down. And right as I did, the sweaty man next to me started to interrogate me.
"So you survived the Retreat from what I here. That must have been something." He gave me a wink, and although some weird juices came out of his eye, it was friendly. I let him continue. "You know, I got stuck in there once. Not just last week. That was when he had no idea what a Reaper was. I'm lucky to be alive. You'll never believe this. I ran into a Reaper." Not these again. God, one had nearly killed me a week ago. I thought I was finally done with the bastards. " He was big, and nasty, and, like a young kid would do, I ran. It ran after me, growlin' like they do, and I think it nearly got me..." He paused, as if the memory was choking him, then sudden sped up, as he got excited that somebody was actually listening to his story. "Then it stopped. I saw this man. But he wasn't a man. You see, he had this mask on, but unlike the jerks who destroyed this place, his mask was bright red, like a ruby, or one of those dragons you hear about in stories. He could talk to. He screamed 'RUN JACK.' but this time I didn't run. I watched. First the mask grabbed the monsters face, and jabbed his eye." Now he was intense, his voice lowered, and got slower. " He then flipped over the beastie, grabbed one of the horns that was on its back, and ripped the thing off. After that, he did something that would put anyone in the books. He took the freakin' horn, and he stabbed the Reaper. I shit you not, he jabbed the bone ten inches in. After I saw that I had to run." He then . It didn't hit me until later that this man knew my name. But all I know is that he saved me, and I owed him big time. I owed him."
I looked at Jack, (or so I heard) curious about this mask. I mean, the only masks I actually knew about were the ones that melted stage masks onto peoples faces, and worshiped a demon. I didn't know anyone else. All I knew, is, if this guy could take out a Reaper like Jack had described, we maybe could have a chance. A chance to get the city back. The city back from the masks.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Chapter 37: Dreams
I fell asleep right after Molly left. Yeah, I was pissed off, but even my prissiness couldn't keep me from sleeping. As I slowly crept into the apparatus of sleep, I could feel the pictures of dreams slowly turning on in my brain.
Soon I was in true sleep. I was deep into sleep that the dream wasn't a dream any longer but actually a new dimension. I spent my time in this new dimension figuring things out.
My alternate body woke up in the middle of smoke. A building cracked next to me. As I started to stand, the smoke cleared and there was something strange off in the distance. I wasn't sure whether to approach it or to run. I decided to investigate. For some reason, I knew I was in a dream, but it didn't mattter to me. I walked out of the smoke and past a couple of crumbling buildings. The buildings looked like the ones back home, in 2008. I kept walking, and through the rubble, I couldn't help but laugh. I had been through every nightmare ever and I was dreaming about back home.
I found what resembled a door through some broken bricks, and I took it to an outside. But outside the door was a ledge that must have been 20 feet off the ground. I looked into the distance, and I saw what looked like a giant man. This man was in what was probably a toga and the toga stretched down to his knees. Every step he took reviled more and more of his legs, pieces like his thighs and torso. There were also multiple explosions ricocheting off of his body. It was almost like this being was hostile... enemy.
I looked through the fog at my surroundings again. I seemed to be in some sort of house. A house made of clay and large and square. There was a shag rug (Now dusty because of the durbis) and some windows with no actual glass in them. They were simply holes in the wall.
I looked for another door. Maybe there was a way out of here. I could get better berings on my surroundings. I looked through the window. I could climb through that. So I did. I climbed the wreckages of a desk or table that used to be there and climbed out.
I fell out and hit the ground, which was about 10 feet below me. It was comfortable though because It happened to be sandy. I was in a desert...
Suddenly something slapped me awake. A bag. "Wake up retard. Dinners ready." It was Molly. I was pretty shooken but it was just the fact I had been waken up so roughly. "Also, I'm not talking to you." What a little girl. I swear.
Soon I was in true sleep. I was deep into sleep that the dream wasn't a dream any longer but actually a new dimension. I spent my time in this new dimension figuring things out.
My alternate body woke up in the middle of smoke. A building cracked next to me. As I started to stand, the smoke cleared and there was something strange off in the distance. I wasn't sure whether to approach it or to run. I decided to investigate. For some reason, I knew I was in a dream, but it didn't mattter to me. I walked out of the smoke and past a couple of crumbling buildings. The buildings looked like the ones back home, in 2008. I kept walking, and through the rubble, I couldn't help but laugh. I had been through every nightmare ever and I was dreaming about back home.
I found what resembled a door through some broken bricks, and I took it to an outside. But outside the door was a ledge that must have been 20 feet off the ground. I looked into the distance, and I saw what looked like a giant man. This man was in what was probably a toga and the toga stretched down to his knees. Every step he took reviled more and more of his legs, pieces like his thighs and torso. There were also multiple explosions ricocheting off of his body. It was almost like this being was hostile... enemy.
I looked through the fog at my surroundings again. I seemed to be in some sort of house. A house made of clay and large and square. There was a shag rug (Now dusty because of the durbis) and some windows with no actual glass in them. They were simply holes in the wall.
I looked for another door. Maybe there was a way out of here. I could get better berings on my surroundings. I looked through the window. I could climb through that. So I did. I climbed the wreckages of a desk or table that used to be there and climbed out.
I fell out and hit the ground, which was about 10 feet below me. It was comfortable though because It happened to be sandy. I was in a desert...
Suddenly something slapped me awake. A bag. "Wake up retard. Dinners ready." It was Molly. I was pretty shooken but it was just the fact I had been waken up so roughly. "Also, I'm not talking to you." What a little girl. I swear.
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Chapter 36: Living Quarters
As we walked with the old woman, Molly and I kept exchanging glances. What had we gotten ourselves into? We followed her through the corridor as we passed door after door. We walked up stairs and at about the third floor, the woman stopped. "Here's da room use gonna be stayin in." She opened the door and when we walked in, it looked like a normal room. (considering the year) The only thing that was a little off was that there was only one bed.
"Um, excuse me. We aren't a couple," I told the lady. "We've just been traveling together."
"I knows that. Nobody ugly like yourself would get a lovely lil' lady like da girl your standin with." She then walked us in and explained the schedule. The supplies were to low for lunch, but breakfast and dinner were served at 10:00 am and dinner at 8:00 pm.
After all of this happened, I knew the question had to be posed. "What happened here?"
The old woman looked at me, and although she seemed cheery, you could tell the question hurt her. "Well, it was just a two days ago that them monstahs attacked. They showed up and immediately started torching buildings. Them monstahs charged and attacked, then, they brought people into town hall, which ain't tree blocks from here. Last I heard, they was putten people in dese masks and walkin off wit dem."
Of course, the masks knew where we were headed from the start. I looked at Molly who was definitely just as pissed as I was. I was surprised she hadn't freaked out yet. I was surprised I hadn't freaked out yet. I mean, ever since the masks had showed up, they had ruined everything. I mean, life was totally ridiculous when they had taken Molly. Now they were destroying whole cities. I mean WHAT THE HELL!
"Isa call use when dinnahs ready," said the old woman. She then started waddling out. (Her walk had turned into more of an awkward stride by the time this happened.) I went to the bed. It had been a lot of walking and shock for a day. I then sat down and started to lay.
Molly started walking towards me. "You don't live here, do you?" She looked at me, glaring at me intensely.
I frowned. I figured Molly's intuition would kick in eventually, I just didn't think this early. I has to try lying. "What makes you say that?" It had to do.
"You're not mad. I mean, your town was destroyed by our number one enemy and you don't seem the least mad." She had a good point. I was just glad to relax. She was more worried than I was, and I was supposed to live here. I had to do something. But acting mad would end in an argument, and she would hate me. My other option, telling her the truth, may end in her leaving me. I'd die without her. I had to make a decision.
"I, um. I..." I cracked. She was now looking at me with that, "if you lie, you're dead," look. "I'm not from here. Please let me explain."
She just looked shocked. "WAIT! So you're telling me I dragged your lazy ass up here to find out this isn't where you freakin live! You've got to be kidding me. DAMMIT KLARSEY!!!" She looked at me again. This was her third and final look. It was a look of dissapointment. She looked at me, telling me something through this look that probably would be the last thing Molly said to me. She told me through this look "I trusted you". Before I could get a word in, Molly broke into tears, and broke away, sprinting out the door. Me... I just sat in the bed, then lay.
"Um, excuse me. We aren't a couple," I told the lady. "We've just been traveling together."
"I knows that. Nobody ugly like yourself would get a lovely lil' lady like da girl your standin with." She then walked us in and explained the schedule. The supplies were to low for lunch, but breakfast and dinner were served at 10:00 am and dinner at 8:00 pm.
After all of this happened, I knew the question had to be posed. "What happened here?"
The old woman looked at me, and although she seemed cheery, you could tell the question hurt her. "Well, it was just a two days ago that them monstahs attacked. They showed up and immediately started torching buildings. Them monstahs charged and attacked, then, they brought people into town hall, which ain't tree blocks from here. Last I heard, they was putten people in dese masks and walkin off wit dem."
Of course, the masks knew where we were headed from the start. I looked at Molly who was definitely just as pissed as I was. I was surprised she hadn't freaked out yet. I was surprised I hadn't freaked out yet. I mean, ever since the masks had showed up, they had ruined everything. I mean, life was totally ridiculous when they had taken Molly. Now they were destroying whole cities. I mean WHAT THE HELL!
"Isa call use when dinnahs ready," said the old woman. She then started waddling out. (Her walk had turned into more of an awkward stride by the time this happened.) I went to the bed. It had been a lot of walking and shock for a day. I then sat down and started to lay.
Molly started walking towards me. "You don't live here, do you?" She looked at me, glaring at me intensely.
I frowned. I figured Molly's intuition would kick in eventually, I just didn't think this early. I has to try lying. "What makes you say that?" It had to do.
"You're not mad. I mean, your town was destroyed by our number one enemy and you don't seem the least mad." She had a good point. I was just glad to relax. She was more worried than I was, and I was supposed to live here. I had to do something. But acting mad would end in an argument, and she would hate me. My other option, telling her the truth, may end in her leaving me. I'd die without her. I had to make a decision.
"I, um. I..." I cracked. She was now looking at me with that, "if you lie, you're dead," look. "I'm not from here. Please let me explain."
She just looked shocked. "WAIT! So you're telling me I dragged your lazy ass up here to find out this isn't where you freakin live! You've got to be kidding me. DAMMIT KLARSEY!!!" She looked at me again. This was her third and final look. It was a look of dissapointment. She looked at me, telling me something through this look that probably would be the last thing Molly said to me. She told me through this look "I trusted you". Before I could get a word in, Molly broke into tears, and broke away, sprinting out the door. Me... I just sat in the bed, then lay.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Apology
(sorry its been so long. I fractured my left hand and it was immoble. I will be writing I Am Alive in a week or so. So please keep following.)
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Chapter 35: Woman
The hill was steeper than we thought, as we both kind of stumbled down. As we got closer and closer to the bottom, the trees of the Retreat shallowed, stopping about three-Fourths of the way down. By the time we got to the bottom of the hill, night had fallen.
But it wasn't dark. Around us, buildings were on fire, and pretty much rubble. I think the only thing keeping the fire off of the streets were all of the broken water veins, that seemed to be running through the city, splashing water everywhere. We walked, and the look on Molly's face was still shocked. If I didn't find anybody soon, she was going to flip. You could just feel her tension.
We walked through the city. Everywhere, bodies were burning, buildings were crumbling before our eyes, and the wails of broken hovercars screamed everywhere. My idea that there were survivors was getting more and more ridiculous by the moment. Plus, you could tell that this had all happened recently, so everyone was probably evacuated.
Finally, we went towards the only thing that seemed to be standing. That was a giant apartment building that was built away from all of the streets. "Molly, I think we found something." I told her, as I carried get, her arm laced around my shoulder. "We should check out that building over there." The only thing that looked unsafe about that building was the small fire that was blackening the bricks on the side. Other than that, pretty safe, considering we had been sleeping in a forest for however long.
We got to the door, and a closer look showed a victorian style door. I opened it, and suprisingly, it was unlocked. We then just decided to walk in. "Molly, I think we might be safe."
We walked in and right as we got in, "BARK, BARK!" A dog came flying out of a door right to the left, a giant rottweiler, and tackled me and Molly. It then got onto my chest and growled in my face. I looked at it, its eyes bloodshot, as it bared its teeth, prepared to bite. Then, its head snapped back and...
"Tiberus, BACK UP!" The thing got off my chest, and, as it limped off, whimpered. I looked at Molly, who was in shock from the dog attack, and we both looked up. "Bad Dog, GO!". Out from the door across the hall from where the dog had come out was a bone-thin, tall woman. She was wearing some rags and she had long, spindly fingers. She pointed at us. "Who ah you kids, stirrin' Tiberus like dat', yall should be shamed." We looked at her, and... I laughed. "I don't know what yall sittn' there for, dinners on the table."
I got up, grabbed Molly's arm, pulled her up, and we walked with the scrawny old woman.
But it wasn't dark. Around us, buildings were on fire, and pretty much rubble. I think the only thing keeping the fire off of the streets were all of the broken water veins, that seemed to be running through the city, splashing water everywhere. We walked, and the look on Molly's face was still shocked. If I didn't find anybody soon, she was going to flip. You could just feel her tension.
We walked through the city. Everywhere, bodies were burning, buildings were crumbling before our eyes, and the wails of broken hovercars screamed everywhere. My idea that there were survivors was getting more and more ridiculous by the moment. Plus, you could tell that this had all happened recently, so everyone was probably evacuated.
Finally, we went towards the only thing that seemed to be standing. That was a giant apartment building that was built away from all of the streets. "Molly, I think we found something." I told her, as I carried get, her arm laced around my shoulder. "We should check out that building over there." The only thing that looked unsafe about that building was the small fire that was blackening the bricks on the side. Other than that, pretty safe, considering we had been sleeping in a forest for however long.
We got to the door, and a closer look showed a victorian style door. I opened it, and suprisingly, it was unlocked. We then just decided to walk in. "Molly, I think we might be safe."
We walked in and right as we got in, "BARK, BARK!" A dog came flying out of a door right to the left, a giant rottweiler, and tackled me and Molly. It then got onto my chest and growled in my face. I looked at it, its eyes bloodshot, as it bared its teeth, prepared to bite. Then, its head snapped back and...
"Tiberus, BACK UP!" The thing got off my chest, and, as it limped off, whimpered. I looked at Molly, who was in shock from the dog attack, and we both looked up. "Bad Dog, GO!". Out from the door across the hall from where the dog had come out was a bone-thin, tall woman. She was wearing some rags and she had long, spindly fingers. She pointed at us. "Who ah you kids, stirrin' Tiberus like dat', yall should be shamed." We looked at her, and... I laughed. "I don't know what yall sittn' there for, dinners on the table."
I got up, grabbed Molly's arm, pulled her up, and we walked with the scrawny old woman.
Friday, October 5, 2012
Chapter 34: Pile of Bodies
I looked upon the broken buildings, almost in tears. Nothing was going my way! I looked at Molly, who also sat there, looking calmly over the smokey, but placid scenery. She seemed dead, as she blankly stared at the horizon. I was sure seeing something like this was extremely painful for a traveling girl like herself. I hadn't ever even seen Fandora, and I understood that it was a lost. What could have caused this.
"Molly? Are you Ok?" I asked stupidly, knowing that I had basically stirred her even more than she already was.
"Klarsey... Not now." She slowly replied, keeping a calm and straight face. Tears had welled up in her eyes now, like an overflowing dam, just about to blow. "Just let me be.
"But Mol..."
She jumped up, first tackling me to the ground, then taking her wrist and held it to my throught, choking me down. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THIS MEANS!!! IT MEANS WERE SCREWED!!! DEAD, KLARSEY... DEAD!!!" She then released me, and as I gasped for air, I heard her, crying. She punched the ground, causing her knuckle to bleed, and cried. "I just thought this may be a chance, to survive." She gasped out. She then hit her head on the ground, and screamed. Bloody Murder, High Pitched, scream.
I didn't know what to say. She was right, we were dead. There was no way we would ever find hiding in Fandora. It was a garbage heap. All of the buildings, from what we could tell, were giant piles of rubble, all smashed into a giant pile. Then, too add to that, piles of bodies are scattered everywhere. Body upon body, stacked high like a dead skyscraper. I sat, looking at it. It looked as if somebody had nuked it, like those pictures of hiroshima. The only difference was...
THE BODIES!!! They were stacked up. But that means, somebody had to have stacked them. I looked at Molly, who was now lying on the ground, slapping herself like a lunitic. "Molly," I said, jeering her on, "I think we may have a chance."
"How Klarsey?" She replied, still sulking pretty heavily.
"I think there are people down there." I told her. I didn't explain why, but I figured she wouldn't listen to me anyways.
"And what makes you think that."
"Survivors Intuition." I told her. I then grabbed one of her arms and picked her up. "Howabout we don't jump to assumptions and check it out."
"Klarsey, Your an idiot."
"I'm not an idiot. Just let me show you." I acted like I knew something. I mean, Molly still thought I was from Fandora.
"Ok Klarsey. But if your wrong..."
"Trust me, I won't be." I then helped her to her feet, and we walked to Fandora.
"Molly? Are you Ok?" I asked stupidly, knowing that I had basically stirred her even more than she already was.
"Klarsey... Not now." She slowly replied, keeping a calm and straight face. Tears had welled up in her eyes now, like an overflowing dam, just about to blow. "Just let me be.
"But Mol..."
She jumped up, first tackling me to the ground, then taking her wrist and held it to my throught, choking me down. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THIS MEANS!!! IT MEANS WERE SCREWED!!! DEAD, KLARSEY... DEAD!!!" She then released me, and as I gasped for air, I heard her, crying. She punched the ground, causing her knuckle to bleed, and cried. "I just thought this may be a chance, to survive." She gasped out. She then hit her head on the ground, and screamed. Bloody Murder, High Pitched, scream.
I didn't know what to say. She was right, we were dead. There was no way we would ever find hiding in Fandora. It was a garbage heap. All of the buildings, from what we could tell, were giant piles of rubble, all smashed into a giant pile. Then, too add to that, piles of bodies are scattered everywhere. Body upon body, stacked high like a dead skyscraper. I sat, looking at it. It looked as if somebody had nuked it, like those pictures of hiroshima. The only difference was...
THE BODIES!!! They were stacked up. But that means, somebody had to have stacked them. I looked at Molly, who was now lying on the ground, slapping herself like a lunitic. "Molly," I said, jeering her on, "I think we may have a chance."
"How Klarsey?" She replied, still sulking pretty heavily.
"I think there are people down there." I told her. I didn't explain why, but I figured she wouldn't listen to me anyways.
"And what makes you think that."
"Survivors Intuition." I told her. I then grabbed one of her arms and picked her up. "Howabout we don't jump to assumptions and check it out."
"Klarsey, Your an idiot."
"I'm not an idiot. Just let me show you." I acted like I knew something. I mean, Molly still thought I was from Fandora.
"Ok Klarsey. But if your wrong..."
"Trust me, I won't be." I then helped her to her feet, and we walked to Fandora.
Chapter 33: Fandora
"Walk faster, its not like were on vacation or anything." said Molly. She seemed to be a little more diligent and uptight ever since she got recaptured. I don't blame her. I mean, she had that scar on her face to remind her of that. What I hated was, that scar was my fault. If I hadn't tracked "Little Miss Nature Extraordinaire", she wouldn't have gotten that wound. I'm glad it had already healed up after only two days. I had a nice scab over it but I think she would be fine in no time.
"Coming Darling Dearest" I said sarcastically, attempting to piss her off.
"Shut up, you retard. You don't think the masks will slow down for us do you!"
"No, but still. Don't you think we could take a break for a moment, we've been walking for hours." I could feel, normal, nightmare survivor, and total un-boy scout Klarsey coming back. I mean, survival was over right?
"Not if you want to get back to Fandora." I had totally forgotten about my fake back story. But I guess she owed me. Plus, this was probably a great place to hide from the masks for now. So I didn't argue.
We walked, keeping a fast pace, as we swatted our way through thick parts of jungle. To be honest, I was pretty suprised to hear that I was probably still in North America. Where in North America are there jungles like this? I mean, my experience through the Retreat had been nothing but trouble. First the Reaper, then the fire, and then the Masks wall. But now I finally could actually stop and get a look. I've probably exagerated to myself enough, but the trees in this forest, and the bright colorful flowers, they were brilliant. I couldn't believe the witch brought me here as "torture". Other than the cult that was after me, it was a pretty awesome place.
Molly walked, shooting glances at me every now and then to make sure I hadn't lost her. But unlike before, now I had some experience. I could of sworn she was mocking me every now and then with the small obsticles she would go over, as if trying to lose me. But each time, I matched her. I could see I was getting to her. But thats ok, considering how much we had walked today, its reasonable to be pissy.
It was just starting to get dark out when I heard the cherubic voice "We made it" escape Molly. We were there! Fandora. I could only picture what lay ahead, as I walked up the hill towards Fandora, I pictured Nexus, but bigger and better. A huge fortress...
I nearly had made it up the hill, as I heard Molly. "GASP!" The sound of it make me want to hurl,as it not only took me off guard, but seemed to tell me "The walking isn't over." I walked over the hill, and there, Fandora lay in ruins.
"Coming Darling Dearest" I said sarcastically, attempting to piss her off.
"Shut up, you retard. You don't think the masks will slow down for us do you!"
"No, but still. Don't you think we could take a break for a moment, we've been walking for hours." I could feel, normal, nightmare survivor, and total un-boy scout Klarsey coming back. I mean, survival was over right?
"Not if you want to get back to Fandora." I had totally forgotten about my fake back story. But I guess she owed me. Plus, this was probably a great place to hide from the masks for now. So I didn't argue.
We walked, keeping a fast pace, as we swatted our way through thick parts of jungle. To be honest, I was pretty suprised to hear that I was probably still in North America. Where in North America are there jungles like this? I mean, my experience through the Retreat had been nothing but trouble. First the Reaper, then the fire, and then the Masks wall. But now I finally could actually stop and get a look. I've probably exagerated to myself enough, but the trees in this forest, and the bright colorful flowers, they were brilliant. I couldn't believe the witch brought me here as "torture". Other than the cult that was after me, it was a pretty awesome place.
Molly walked, shooting glances at me every now and then to make sure I hadn't lost her. But unlike before, now I had some experience. I could of sworn she was mocking me every now and then with the small obsticles she would go over, as if trying to lose me. But each time, I matched her. I could see I was getting to her. But thats ok, considering how much we had walked today, its reasonable to be pissy.
It was just starting to get dark out when I heard the cherubic voice "We made it" escape Molly. We were there! Fandora. I could only picture what lay ahead, as I walked up the hill towards Fandora, I pictured Nexus, but bigger and better. A huge fortress...
I nearly had made it up the hill, as I heard Molly. "GASP!" The sound of it make me want to hurl,as it not only took me off guard, but seemed to tell me "The walking isn't over." I walked over the hill, and there, Fandora lay in ruins.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Chapter 32: Journey
We both got up at the exact same time, early. I don't know how either of us got any sleep last night anyways, with the awkward moments and the whole killing masks thing and all. I mean, after her chewing me out for killing the masks and all, I felt guilty. I probably only got sleep last night because of my pure exhaustion, because if I had and energy to stay up, I probably would have.
I got up to the smell of dew, a smell that is actually worth waking up too. Not fire, blood, smoke, or anything like that I was used to. That was nice. The only thing that made it a little less worth while was the "Get up rapist." that had immediately escaped Molly's lips. That made me feel SOOO much better. But, like she said, I got up and walked.
I decided to go into the Retreat a little, not to far to get yelled at about how "I could have killed myself" or some crap like that. I also just closed my eyes. I sat, and relaxed. Listened to the sounds of nature, the strange caws and rustles unrecognizable by my ears. I'll admit, some of the sounds were just strange.
When I got back, Molly had already destroyed the tent and was packed with the little supplies we had. (basically some crappy meat we killed something for.) She looked at me "Come on Klars, long day ahead of us." I was supprised she was back to normal already, I mean, after what she had been through.
"Well you're cheery." I remarked, quietly chuckling to myself that she actually didn't hate me for once. "What? No snappy remarks to ruin my day yet?"
"Nah, we've got a long way to go today. You don't think our problems with the masks are done yet do you. I mean, you killed 30 of them. We've got to get moving." She then picked up a pack, tossed it to me, then picked up the other pack, and we were on our way.
I got up to the smell of dew, a smell that is actually worth waking up too. Not fire, blood, smoke, or anything like that I was used to. That was nice. The only thing that made it a little less worth while was the "Get up rapist." that had immediately escaped Molly's lips. That made me feel SOOO much better. But, like she said, I got up and walked.
I decided to go into the Retreat a little, not to far to get yelled at about how "I could have killed myself" or some crap like that. I also just closed my eyes. I sat, and relaxed. Listened to the sounds of nature, the strange caws and rustles unrecognizable by my ears. I'll admit, some of the sounds were just strange.
When I got back, Molly had already destroyed the tent and was packed with the little supplies we had. (basically some crappy meat we killed something for.) She looked at me "Come on Klars, long day ahead of us." I was supprised she was back to normal already, I mean, after what she had been through.
"Well you're cheery." I remarked, quietly chuckling to myself that she actually didn't hate me for once. "What? No snappy remarks to ruin my day yet?"
"Nah, we've got a long way to go today. You don't think our problems with the masks are done yet do you. I mean, you killed 30 of them. We've got to get moving." She then picked up a pack, tossed it to me, then picked up the other pack, and we were on our way.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Chapter 31: Awkward
I slept through the night, exhausted from the fight at the Masks HQ. Molly was pissed off at me for killing all of those Masks back there. I don't know why though, I mean, she was killing them just like I was. Hypocrite.
Oh, and one more thing. I kissed her. Yeah, it was pretty strange. I felt the mood around me, pulsing like a heart. So I grabbed her and attempted to kiss her. The feeling wasn't mutual apparently because she shoved me aside. So I grabbed her, taking it as a joke (wow, I'm an idiot) and tried again. She spat in my face, then shoved me off. She then gave me a good scolding, telling me she was tired and so on. I knew the kiss would come eventually, but I decided to let it rest.
We made camp right after the incident, trying as much as possible to act like the whole kiss thing never happened. I don't think one word was said through the whole hour we took to make camp. We just kind of sat there and made a tent and a fire. She wouldn't even look at me. I tried to start a conversation eventually, about an hour later. I tried things like "So, what did the masks do to you?" I also tried, "Whats your favorite color?" She just wouldn't answer. We just tucked ourselves into the tent, trying as much as possible not to touch each other, and went to sleep.
Oh, and one more thing. I kissed her. Yeah, it was pretty strange. I felt the mood around me, pulsing like a heart. So I grabbed her and attempted to kiss her. The feeling wasn't mutual apparently because she shoved me aside. So I grabbed her, taking it as a joke (wow, I'm an idiot) and tried again. She spat in my face, then shoved me off. She then gave me a good scolding, telling me she was tired and so on. I knew the kiss would come eventually, but I decided to let it rest.
We made camp right after the incident, trying as much as possible to act like the whole kiss thing never happened. I don't think one word was said through the whole hour we took to make camp. We just kind of sat there and made a tent and a fire. She wouldn't even look at me. I tried to start a conversation eventually, about an hour later. I tried things like "So, what did the masks do to you?" I also tried, "Whats your favorite color?" She just wouldn't answer. We just tucked ourselves into the tent, trying as much as possible not to touch each other, and went to sleep.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Molly's Diary 5
(Author's Note: I'm not good at doing stuff like this. Keeping up on projects. I'm sorry I've been gone, and thanks to Randy for dealing with me. I do want to write, and I'm glad you guys read. I love you all! Enjoy! :D xox)
Dear Diary(I now hate this word, so you are life record),
Is he serious? He comes in here, gets himself caught, makes them mask me, and then kills almost 50 people. And now he thinks he can just hug, and kiss, to make it better. This boy cannot be serious. I am not his girlfriend, or his mum. I am his protector, and in a way, his friend. I am also the one who came out here to trick him. Hell lotta mess that caused. Well anyway, I supposed I should explain why I've been gone.
Well, after I last saw Klarsey, I got caught again. Obviously. They took you and locked my up. With a full watch. Oh yea, and they beat me up constantly. Who continually hurts a little girl? I mean, seriously, thats the only thing you thought to do? Well, that being said, I don't remember much. I remember waking up crying, and I remember being fed old stale bread and half rotted meat. Besides that, nothings clear until today. That's when I was "saved". Once Klarsey and I got out of the town. I started yelling at his stupid ass. I mean, did you really have to kill everyone? You couldn't find a better way? Not only did I yell at him, I punched him. Hard. In the stomach. And I don't even feel that bad. But I guess that wasn't enough, because once he recovered, he said he was sorry, and then tried to kiss me. Like really kiss me. He jumped on me, pinning me to the ground. It hurt like hell, and I screamed. I also pushed him off and pinned him down. I think he finally got a brain and realized enough is enough, because he walked 20 feet in front of me from then on. We walked until we found a good group of trees, and we made camp. Which leads us here. I would love to tell you more, and I will. But I'm in so much pain and I'm so tired.
Goodnight,
Molly Black xox
Dear Diary(I now hate this word, so you are life record),
Is he serious? He comes in here, gets himself caught, makes them mask me, and then kills almost 50 people. And now he thinks he can just hug, and kiss, to make it better. This boy cannot be serious. I am not his girlfriend, or his mum. I am his protector, and in a way, his friend. I am also the one who came out here to trick him. Hell lotta mess that caused. Well anyway, I supposed I should explain why I've been gone.
Well, after I last saw Klarsey, I got caught again. Obviously. They took you and locked my up. With a full watch. Oh yea, and they beat me up constantly. Who continually hurts a little girl? I mean, seriously, thats the only thing you thought to do? Well, that being said, I don't remember much. I remember waking up crying, and I remember being fed old stale bread and half rotted meat. Besides that, nothings clear until today. That's when I was "saved". Once Klarsey and I got out of the town. I started yelling at his stupid ass. I mean, did you really have to kill everyone? You couldn't find a better way? Not only did I yell at him, I punched him. Hard. In the stomach. And I don't even feel that bad. But I guess that wasn't enough, because once he recovered, he said he was sorry, and then tried to kiss me. Like really kiss me. He jumped on me, pinning me to the ground. It hurt like hell, and I screamed. I also pushed him off and pinned him down. I think he finally got a brain and realized enough is enough, because he walked 20 feet in front of me from then on. We walked until we found a good group of trees, and we made camp. Which leads us here. I would love to tell you more, and I will. But I'm in so much pain and I'm so tired.
Goodnight,
Molly Black xox
Monday, September 3, 2012
Chapter 29: Rage
The crowd snapped back into the moment, now coming up after me and Molly like a hoard of zombies after a free brain buffet. Molly and I had no chance if I didn't run. I picked her up and strung her almost lifeless body around my shoulders. I then picked up the nearest long inanimate object in grabbable distance and started swinging. (It didn't hit me until later, but I had picked up a 2x4, NICE) I cracked the first mask who got on stage right in the head, then I threw the 2x4 and ran, quick and explosively towards the crowd, I was going to try jumping over them. I planted my foot on a mask who was climbing up on stage, then onto a 7 or 8 foot tall masked dudes head, then jumped. I must have reached ten or eleven feet in the air because I cleared the whole crowd, Molly in hands. WHERE HAD I LEARNED TO DO THAT?
I hit the ground hard, causing Molly to fly across the pavement a nice ten feet. She skid across then groaned, her body covered in blood. I recovered as quickly as possible and sprinted towards her. Then I tried to lift her, but the masks were already coming, so I went into defensive mode. I grabbed the knife, mysteriously still in Molly's pocket, and took some stabs. My first on missed as the finesse mask dodged around it and grabbed me, so I stabbed him with an awkward backwards motion with the knife. I then tossed his lifeless body onto the next oncoming wave of masks to buy myself some Molly checking time. I looked back towards where I left her, and she was gone.
I looked down the alleyway and saw her limping off quickly, with urgency, but I knew she wouldn't make it too far. I grabbed the knife, and took off after her. I checked back while running at Molly to see how the masks were, and they were in full sprint, this was my time of glory for the moment. I sprinted too, making sure I was aligned with Molly, I then hit her full speed and in a quick motion, scooped her into my arms and sprinted off. I knew the masks were on our tail so I had to do some quick maneuvering. This whole city was a labyrinth and they were the minitors.
I took an immediate left into an small alleyway and then a right into another one. I scooped into a building and ran through it to the front entrance. I could still hear the sounds of feet behind me, which meant some of them weren't stupid enough to go into another direction. Now was my time to fend for myself. I got to the main road and found a long, sharp piece of broken pottery and a large stick. I took the pottery, and thrust it into the first guy I saw in front of me. It went through him like a sword in an action movie. I then took the stick and cracked the next guy in line in the head. Two immediately took his place, and they were holding actual weapons, two guns of unrecognizable size and shape. I didn't want to find out what these did, so I ducked as I watched the first mans trigger pull. It shot a green orb out of it that singed the back of my head. But it was too late for him, I lifted upwards, sending the stick into an uppercut motion, thrusting the whole thing through his skull. I then took my new jaw-handle, and threw him into the other armed thug. I then picked up one of the guns and shot the non impaled mask. I looked up, there were still like 20 or 30 masks to take care of. I didn't want to waste a shot, considering I didn't know this gun too well. I hit one mask in the face, and shot the one next to him, taking out two. That left me with 28 masks, and one injured Molly. Nice odds. I tossed Molly the other gun, as she tried fending for herself, immediately taking three shots, and three shots well taken. 25 to two.
I took a shot at the crowd, knowing I would hit one. It pierced through one and hit the one behind him, a two shot kill. I screamed "MOLLY, WELCOME BACK" as she took a shot at the guy approaching me.
She screamed back as I unloaded like, 20 shots on this seemingly bottomless clip. "NO PROBLEM. YOU KNOW I DON'T MIND KICKING MASK ASS." We then unloaded on the crowd of masks. One by one, they all fell, body parts flying around everywhere. I even saw an arm fly out and hit Molly. But she didn't mind as she took a shot anyways and hit the guy in front of us. 5 guys, 4, 3, 2, 1. It was over.
I looked at her. "You ok?"
She replied. "Well, other than the missing you, the week of torture, and almost having my face melted off, Yeah, I think I'm ok. Lets go Jackass." It was Molly.
I hit the ground hard, causing Molly to fly across the pavement a nice ten feet. She skid across then groaned, her body covered in blood. I recovered as quickly as possible and sprinted towards her. Then I tried to lift her, but the masks were already coming, so I went into defensive mode. I grabbed the knife, mysteriously still in Molly's pocket, and took some stabs. My first on missed as the finesse mask dodged around it and grabbed me, so I stabbed him with an awkward backwards motion with the knife. I then tossed his lifeless body onto the next oncoming wave of masks to buy myself some Molly checking time. I looked back towards where I left her, and she was gone.
I looked down the alleyway and saw her limping off quickly, with urgency, but I knew she wouldn't make it too far. I grabbed the knife, and took off after her. I checked back while running at Molly to see how the masks were, and they were in full sprint, this was my time of glory for the moment. I sprinted too, making sure I was aligned with Molly, I then hit her full speed and in a quick motion, scooped her into my arms and sprinted off. I knew the masks were on our tail so I had to do some quick maneuvering. This whole city was a labyrinth and they were the minitors.
I took an immediate left into an small alleyway and then a right into another one. I scooped into a building and ran through it to the front entrance. I could still hear the sounds of feet behind me, which meant some of them weren't stupid enough to go into another direction. Now was my time to fend for myself. I got to the main road and found a long, sharp piece of broken pottery and a large stick. I took the pottery, and thrust it into the first guy I saw in front of me. It went through him like a sword in an action movie. I then took the stick and cracked the next guy in line in the head. Two immediately took his place, and they were holding actual weapons, two guns of unrecognizable size and shape. I didn't want to find out what these did, so I ducked as I watched the first mans trigger pull. It shot a green orb out of it that singed the back of my head. But it was too late for him, I lifted upwards, sending the stick into an uppercut motion, thrusting the whole thing through his skull. I then took my new jaw-handle, and threw him into the other armed thug. I then picked up one of the guns and shot the non impaled mask. I looked up, there were still like 20 or 30 masks to take care of. I didn't want to waste a shot, considering I didn't know this gun too well. I hit one mask in the face, and shot the one next to him, taking out two. That left me with 28 masks, and one injured Molly. Nice odds. I tossed Molly the other gun, as she tried fending for herself, immediately taking three shots, and three shots well taken. 25 to two.
I took a shot at the crowd, knowing I would hit one. It pierced through one and hit the one behind him, a two shot kill. I screamed "MOLLY, WELCOME BACK" as she took a shot at the guy approaching me.
She screamed back as I unloaded like, 20 shots on this seemingly bottomless clip. "NO PROBLEM. YOU KNOW I DON'T MIND KICKING MASK ASS." We then unloaded on the crowd of masks. One by one, they all fell, body parts flying around everywhere. I even saw an arm fly out and hit Molly. But she didn't mind as she took a shot anyways and hit the guy in front of us. 5 guys, 4, 3, 2, 1. It was over.
I looked at her. "You ok?"
She replied. "Well, other than the missing you, the week of torture, and almost having my face melted off, Yeah, I think I'm ok. Lets go Jackass." It was Molly.
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