When writing is in italic it means someone is singing.
The rain fell hard on to the pavement, creating puddles that were ankle deep on the ground's of New York. Time Square was still abuzz, however. People walking along the sidewalks and rushing to get wherever they needed to be. But inside the Clover Pint a man just sat. He sat there and stared out at everyone who ran along to their jobs. It was quite early in the morning and yet he still sat there and drank a pint. The bartender had questioned him on it when he had ordered, letting him know that the did have the option of coffee if he would like. The man had insisted that he wanted, no, /needed/ a pint of the amber ale, so the bartender filled up his pint and the man sat now beside the window.
He tilted his head as he looked at each person. Each of them had their own stories in their mind, their own trouble's but soon, this man knew, everyone's troubles would be exactly the same. The man downed his beer before getting up from his seat and walking out. He had walked to the subway station and then took a subway to Brooklyn, New York. From there he walked to the Brooklyn bridge which was also abuzz with cars driving past. All, just as in Time Square, busy with their own lives, not knowing that soon all their lives would be intertwined soon enough. The man had got to where he needed to be as the rain beat down hard on his face.
He climbed up on to the rail and looked down at the water's below. So deep, even though he could not see as well as he would have liked to. The rain blurring his vision. Then, he heard a vehicle suddenly stop and someone get out of their car as they ran over. A young man, maybe in his late twenties or early thirties. He had blue eyes, and brown hair and a business suite on. The man had recognized him from billboards and bench's as a Lawyer named, Ben Valentine. A top notch lawyer that everyone wanted not only for him to take their case, but perhaps out to dinner. "Stop!" Ben exclaimed, "Climb down from there!"
The man looked back slowly at the young lawyer, tears stinging his eyes but coming out in lines of blood down his cheeks. Ben was startled at the sight as he fell back some but kept his eye's on the man. "I wish I could." The man had said, "But he controls us all. We just don't all know it yet."
And with the sound of a crack of thunder, the man leaned forward and let himself fall down to the rapid waters below. Ben rushed over to the rail and looked down at the waters below. He could vaguely see the man floating there and he immediately called the paramedic's and fire department, who had unfortunately arrived much to late and the man never lived to be able to see another rainy day again.
Ghostbuster's
Erin woke bright and early the next morning. It was a sunny day outside and she was filled with an amazing feeling she hadn't had in a long time. She pushed the blanket's back off of her and jumped up out of bed. Awake and feeling great, Erin walked over to her bedroom window where a bird was perched on the sill. She gave it a smile as the canary tweeted in a sing song chirp.
Erin: "Hello, good morning. And how are you today?,
Oh my Gosh why am I asking in this kind of way?
Singing to a bird sitting on my window sill,
Erin get a hold of yourself, sit down sit still."
Erin sat down on her bed as she looked towards the bird who looked back in at her and tweeted with his sing song chirp again. Erin pursed her lips shut and then shook her head, as the canary tilted it's head at her. Erin sighed as she stood again.
Erin: "I don't know why I am singing,
It's like I have no control
Over these rhyme's that I am bringing,
they are just bolting out from within my soul.
Maybe I should call Abby,
She'll know what to do,
Just hope I don't wake her and she's crabby,
Cause we need to gather the crew."
Erin took her cell phone and dialed Abby's number who was in her kitchen when it rang. Abby walked over to where her phone was lighting up and playing an old fashioned ring tone as it did. Abby hadn't opened her mouth yet, since being awake so when she picked up the phone to answer, she was surprised at what came out.
Abby: "Hello, good day oh my gosh I am singing why is this?,"
Erin: "I was hoping you could tell me cause I woke with it too,"
Abby: "Did someone make a bizarre wish?"
Erin: "That sounds like something Holtzmann would do."
Abby: "Maybe we should call her but this doesn't seem logical,"
Erin: "What is logic anymore when we live in a world so magical?"
Abby had nodded her head in agreement with Erin even though the red head couldn't see her. Erin took her phone from her ear and then three wayed Holtzmann in to the conversation. Debarge ringing loudly throughout the blonde's apartment as she rushed from her bathroom to answer the phone, tripping over one of her cat's as she did. "Sorry Einstein!" She exclaimed as the grey and white cat hissed and ran away. Holtzmann picked her phone up. "Hello?" She answered.
Abby: "Hey no fair, how are you immune?,"
Erin: "Tell us your secret Holtz before we lose our mind."
Abby: "Meet us at the fire station soon."
Erin: "And teach us your secret if you will be so kind."
Abby and Erin both hung up the phone to get ready to go to the fire station, as Holtzmann pulled the phone back and gave it a strange look before hanging it up and then looking over at her black cat who was laying on the couch and looking at her. "They think I am immune?" Holtzmann asked, "Wait until I break out in song... again."
Holtzmann: "I don't know why I am singing,
It's like I have no control
Over these rhyme's that I am bringing,
they are just bolting out from within my soul.
I was I could say I was immune,
like they think,
Otherwise very soon,
I am gonna need a shrink."
Holtzmann rushed to get ready and then ran out the door on her way to the fire station to meet up with Erin and Abby. When Erin and Abby had arrived they had walked in to Patty standing there. They looked at her with a blank expression, all three remaining quiet for a moment, Erin and Abby wondering if Patty had suffered from this too. Patty soon answered them with a part in the song of her own.
Patty: "I don't think I can work today,
unless you want a song and dance,
I don't know how but I woke this way,
It's like my body is in a trance."
Erin: "Abby and I have it too,
But don't worry Holtzmann is coming now,"
Patty: "Do you think she will know what to do?"
Abby: "She got through it some how."
Holtzmann ran in to the fire station as all three of them looked up at her with hopeful eye's. She hated to disappoint but hell, she couldn't help it. She didn't remain immune like everyone else. She just sang what she needed to, and then it had finally stopped for a while.
Holtzmann: "I am sorry I wish I could help,
But as your can hear,
I am going through the exact same hell,
But don't worry have no fear.
Once the song is done,
We will go back to our normal way,
So for the moment have some fun?,
And let's hope it's not here to stay."
Erin, Abby, Patty, Holtzmann: "I don't know why I am singing,
It's like I have no control
Over these rhyme's that I am bringing,
they are just bolting out from within my soul.
Yeah, "I don't know why I am singing,
It's like I have no control
Over these rhyme's that I am bringing,
they are just bolting out from within my soul.
They are bolting from my soul,
They are just burning and bolting from deep within my soul."
All four of them took in deep breath's as they finished singing and then all exchanged looks with one another. Erin quickly touched her throat, as if testing it to see if anything more would come out. "What is going on?" Erin asked, in her normal tone again.
Patty, Abby and Holtzmann all shook their head's not understanding themselves. Just then, the front doors burst open, as all four ladies jumped and turned to see Ben rush in. They had noticed him as well as the handsome Lawyer. One of New York's finest. "Mr Valentine?" Abby asked, "Something we can help you with?"
Ben knelt down a bit, his hands on his knee's as he tried to catch his breath. He hadn't been running. It was more like he was trying to fight something off. "Please." He said in a desperate tone, "You have to help me."
"Here," Erin said as she took his arm and then led him to a seat to sit him down, "Sit." She said as he did so. "Patty? Can you get him some water?"
Patty nodded her head. "I'm on it." Patty said as she walked away.
"What's going on with you?" Erin asked as she now looked at Ben.
"There was this man, yesterday at the Brooklyn bridge. He jumped." Ben began.
"I heard about him." Holtzmann said as they looked towards her, "Man in his late forties. Kyle King. They found no record of depression, gambling debt's or any reason as to why he would want to kill himself."
"I think I know why." Ben said as Patty walked back over and handed him his water, which he took with a thanks, "Before he jumped I told him to 'stop' and he said to me, that he wished that he could. Like, something was controlling him. I didn't understand it then but last night, I woke in the middle of the night. I wanted to lay back down, to go back to sleep but it was like this invisible force made me stand. It made me do thing's."
Erin, Abby, Holtzmann and Patty all exchanged glances as Erin slowly licked her lips and knelt down in front of the lawyer and looked in to his blue eye's. "What did this force make you do?" Erin asked.
Ben began to cry as he ran his free hand through his hair. Erin kept his gaze as she awaited an answer and she wasn't moving until she got one. "Kill." He mumbled out before saying it more clearly. "Kill! It made me kill. Whatever this force is it want's it's enemies dead. And it's telling me to kill specific people. That once they are dead this hell we live in right now, can be over."
Holtzmann put a hand on Erin's shoulder, trying to make her move. She was afraid at the moment. Afraid that this man was going to lash out any second, even though he only had direction's to kill whomever this thing wanted him to. Erin put a gentle hand over Holtzmann's in a gesture to let her know, that she would be just fine. "And who are these specific people?" Erin asked him slowly.
Ben looked slowly between the four of them before speaking. "You." He said quietly before his eyes landed back on Erin's, "All four of you."
Erin stared at him with a blank expression before he took his glass, and threw it at Patty's head, knocking the big lady out cold as she fell to the floor. He then grabbed Erin by the throat, lifted her from the ground as he stood, and then slammed her down to the floor on her back, as he sat over her and started choking the life out of her. Abby ran over to help but he quickly pushed her back with one hand with enough force to knock her down to the floor and then continued to choke Erin. Holtzmann had run off when he was distracted by Abby. "I am sorry." Ben said as he looked at Erin, "I don't want to do this."
Erin gasped and wriggled her body around, trying to escape his strong hold. Her brain started to become fuzzy, her eyes began to roll in the back of her head. She was dizzy and starting to black out. Started to become limp in his grasp. Abby had since got up and was about to go for him again, but Holtzmann ran over with a fire extinguisher and knocked the New York Lawyer hard in the head. His grasp on Erin's throat let go and he fell to the ground beside the red head. Erin took in a deep breath as if she had been under water for a long time, and then coughed. Holtzmann threw down the extinguisher as Abby walked over and helped Erin to her feet.
"Let's get Patty comfortable until she wakes up." Abby said before looking at Ben, "And as for him? Let's tie him up until we can figure out what's inside of him, and get it out."
Erin and Holtzmann both nodded their heads, Erin falling back a bit from the lack of air to her brain for the amount of time. Holtzmann put her hand to Erin's waist as Erin wrapped an arm around the blonde's shoulder. "Thanks." Erin said.
"No problem." Holtzmann said as she walked over and set Erin down on the couch on the other side of the fire station. "Let Abby and I deal with Patty and the Lawyer. You rest, and I will get you a drink in a minute, okay?"
Erin nodded her head as she leaned back and just relaxed on the couch, still trying to catch her breath and gently massaging her throat. There would be a bruise there, that was for sure. And her vocal cords were damaged, she didn't need a hospital to determine that. Maybe singing wouldn't happen to her now? Holtzmann gave Erin's shoulder a light pat before walking off to help Abby.