Help
by
Kaeera
It's so dark....
What happened? I'm alone..
And it hurts so much. I remember....I
remember that I wanted to go to the city centre....
I'm afraid....
Help?
Help...
It was a normal day. It's always
a normal day. I mean, you never start with: It was a very strange day –
No, it was a normal day. Normal..... what's normal? Nothing when
you are far away from your home, stuck on a planet with aliens...
But they call you an alien only
because you are a duck.
I got used to it, and found some
friends. This planet has comics, so it isn't that bad.
Normal days – normal teenager days
are full of school, hanging around, eating pizza....despite of the school
thing I enjoy doing all this.
So this day, too.
I went to the city by the subway.
It took me a long time convincing my overprotective brother that it's really
not dangerous to take the subway - alone. Hey, I am seventeen, and I am
a tough duck, so what should happen? I only wanted to have fun – all this
fighting is so nerving with the time!
Now I would prefer fighting instead
of this!
Oh yeah, it was great. I met my friends
and we ate hamburgers and talked – ya know, all the stuff you talk. Nothing
important.
I was laughing a lot. I love laughing,
it's much better than being serious. Serious people are sooooooo boring.
They watch you with this What-are-you-doing-kid-look.
Duke does that very often, and even
Wing. I can't stand that. I am not a little kid!!
But right now I wish that someone
would be there...watching me, even telling me what a idiot I am....if only
someone will help me...support me....
But there's nobody.
I am the youngest of the group, I
know. And I can understand that they feel responsible.
But not that much!
Anyway, I was going home, backpack
full of sweets and comics. The subway train was empty, only about three
or four people.
I remember that I was very proud
to reach the train in time. Normally I am always too late. But not this
time.
Maybe the first time in my life,
and even then I didn't manage it....What a failure am I?
Then came the crash.
It wasn't my fault that I am too
late....or?
I was in time...
I hate subway trains. It' s so dark
outside of the window, and you only see a wall.
The crash was horrible.
I remember the loud noise....squeeeeeek!
I fell off my seat and rolled over
the floor.
Then the lights went out. and someone
was screaming.
It took me a minute or so to notice
that it was me, who was creaming.
The train just didn't stop – glass
was shattering, metal pieces flying all around, some of them hitting me.
And this incredible loud noise – screams of other people, my screams, the
harsh sound of metal on metal...
Even now I can hear it in my ears...
I was crying of fear, screaming of
horror and yelling for help, all at the same time.
But nobody heard me...
Nobody could hear me...
Silence.
The silence was so sudden that I
immediately stopped my screaming.
And listened.
No noise.
No screams.
Only my breathing...
I was alone....
...dark...
....alone...
Help!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * *
Wildwing was furious. What the hell
did Nosedive think? He promised to be at home at 8 O'clock in the evening,
and now it was 9.30!
They had a game tomorrow.
Wing looked down on his hands and
sighed. It was really hard to have a teen as brother.
He had to play the role of mother
and father, and often though he that he wasn't very good at it. Okay, Dive
had always been a very rebellious, which made him so strong, but he was
still a kid. Unfortunately he didn't think like that.
But how can you accept someone as
an adult who spends his time in playing tricks on Mallory? Or who prefers
reading comics instead of practising?
No, it wasn't easy to have a little
brother.
Duke entered the room. "Hey, Wing,
what's up?"
"Dive.", Wing replied angrily and
glanced to the wall.
"He's too late?"
"He's damn too late, and I will sure
that he will regret that!", he slammed his fist on the table. "He's always
too late, he can't continue like that!"
"Relax", Duke said and took a chair
to sit down. "He's a teen. Have you been better at his age?"
Wing closed his eyes tiredly. "I
don't know. Maybe a little...but Dive exaggerates it. He is so...difficult!"
He sighed again. "I wish that I could hive him more freedom, but I am responsible.
And we aren't on a holiday trip, he has to understand that."
Duke nodded. "Sure. But sometimes
I am really happy that he doesn't. Having a rebellious teen around me –
a teen who's never serious, who can make you laughing and who can make
you angry – gives our life a touch of normal, don't you think so?"
"Yeah!", Wildwing laughed and stood
up, "And I don't know what I would do if Dive had been hurt...I love him
more than everything on the world, and he still can drive me crazy!"
"Same with me!", Duke smiled, and
they both left the room.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* *
Alone....alone.....alone.....alone.....alone.....
The words were echoing in my head.
Pain...ow, it hurt...
Maybe I have been unconsciousness
for some time. I don't know how long.
When I opened my eyes, it was dark.
First I didn't realise what had
happened – and then the memory hit me.
The subway!
The crash!
The screams!
And the fear!
Oh my god...
When I moved, I felt the pain. It
seemed to come from everywhere, but after a time I could locate it.
Right leg, right hand, head and
stomach.
I got used to the pain in the leg,
but this headache was horrible! As if little bombs were exploding right
behind my eyes. Horrible!
And the fear...the fear of the
darkness...
It reminded me of something which
happened long time ago....on Puckworld....something I thought I forgot....
Wildwing and my parents were just
leaving the house, and left my 9-year-old self alone at home. I had been
so proud – first time they trust me, first time they didn't let me stay
with a baby-sitter.
After they had gone, I went into
the kitchen, made some popcorn and placed myself in front of the tv. Finally
watching tv all the day without my parents around, that would be fun.
But after a hour or so I got
bored and started to think of a good game I could play. I wasn't allowed
to leave the house – I often broke rules, but I didn't want this time.
So I invented a kind of a treasure search in our house.
The treasure was in the cellar.
The door of the cellar was big
and made of metal.
I could open it with effort.
But after I entered I heard a
big BANG - I whirled around only for noticing that the door was....closed.
First I wasn't frightened. It was all part of the game.
Then I realised that there was
no way out of the cellar – the windows were to small, and to my shock I
couldn't open the door from inside!
This was the point I started
to feel scared.
The cellar was cold, wet and,
the most terrible, dark.
Very dark.
Such a darkness where eyes seem
to be everywhere...your fantasy invents cruelly monsters who wanna kill
you, and it seems that there are strange noises....
Suddenly I didn't feel proud
any more. I just wished that my parents and my brother would come back
soon and free me.
But they didn't.
Time passed....and passed...
It was now so cold that I was
really freezing....couldn't sense my fingers anymore!
My parents didn't come home this
night. They came home the next morning.
There had been an accident on
the street, so that they had to stay in a motel until it was cleared.
And I stayed in this dark cellar
the whole night.
It was horrible.
Years after this incident I still
had nightmares. Pictures of monsters who are hunting you. Screams which
nobody can hear. And, as the worst, the darkness which is so heavy that
you can't breath....you try it but you can't....your vision gets blurry
and it hurts like hell....nobody there to help you.
Alone.
Panicked.
Like now. It's the same situation.
Nobody's here to help me...
I'm hurt....Wildwing, please come
I'm afraid...
I beg you for help...
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* *
At home, Wing was watching impatiently
the clock. 'Damn Nosedive', he thought angry, 'When do you think of coming
back?'
While waiting he could hear the
noises of the movie Mallory was watching. It seemed as if the others wouldn't
be affected – or worried – by Nosedives missing.
Nope, they all felt somehow relieved
to have some free-time. Even when it gives life a 'touch of normal' – teens
can be nerving. Especially teens like Dive!
Wing had to smile when he remembered
Dives last trick. He had manage it to put gel into Mallory's shoes.
She, as the hot-tempered person,
chased him through the whole building after she put her feet into the shoes.
Unfortunately the gel was sliding, so that she crashed into Duke with full
power. They both started yelling and Dive disappeared, still laughing.
She had been mad with him for days!
That's how it was with Dive. No
time for relaxing.
Wing's smile widened when he thought
of some scenes he had been very proud of his brother. Dive had his good
side, for example he was the one who never gave up.
Always a smart comment, always making
fun of the enemies even when the situation is hopeless. Never loosing hope,
never giving up.
The kid was smart.
How bad that he spent his time in
reading comics and playing tricks.
'What am I thinking?', Wing mentally
slapped himself: 'Dive earns his childhood. He shall enjoy it as long as
he can, even when it is (very) nerving!'
But that didn't change the fact that
his brother didn't return – and now it was 10.30!
A light feeling of worry came over
Wildwing. What if something happened?
Maybe he should call the police?
No, Nosedive wasn't so stupid to
let something happen to him. And Wing didn't trust the human police.
Dive surely was hanging around and
forgetting the time.
Probably.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Help...
Why does nobody answer? There
are other people here, not?
But what if they are - dead?
Then I am....alone
Again...
No, please not! Somebody has to
help me! Oh please....
help....
HELP!
To be continued....
And, what do you think about it?
Shall I continue?
You can always mail me under
dragonbeing@hotmail.com
:) Kaeera
PapillonStar(maybe you
read this): Your stories are great!!!*jumps up and down* I LOVE them!!!
Just had to write it down*nods
seriously* Jaja....