After winning the game and receiving the reward of a new universe untouched by the game in any way, the post-scratch kids are now living together in current day Houston, Texas. Through trials and tribulations, they have rekindled old relationships, claimed a dwelling of their own and have gone great lengths to make sure the future is theirs to do with as they will. Though outside forces are making sure this doesn't happen. On a triple date between the girls and Jake and Dirk to a local club, things get out of hand and arguments ensue. Unfortunately, no one would have guessed that the next morning Dirk would wake up naked and alone in a tub filled with ice. Nor that he would be zip tied and missing a few organs.
Find out what happens when Dirk's mental strength is strained and Jake's love for him is tested...
While a killer, sharpens his knife behind them both.
Based on the series, "My Clarity" though not apart of the direct storyline.
Does have a happy ending though some chapters are extremely violent. Please read at your own risk.
There may multiple endings depending on the amount of readers there are.
"No, Roxy, I don't want to go to a club tonight." Dirk flipped the fish in the frying pan with perfect skill. It sizzled with butter as he did it again. Because Dirk grew up in the middle of the ocean, he was actually quite the fisherman and knew how to whip up some of the best sushi, fish fillet, or anything else any of them had tasted. He and Jane had combined their culinary expertise for lunch that day to make one hell of a mini buffet. "But Dirkkk, come on, Jane and Jake wanna go. Don't be a party pooperrr." She groaned circles underneath her eyes from withdrawal. "You're three weeks sober, why do you want to throw that all away?" He asked over his shoulder as Jane twirled around him with the cinnamon rolls. "I'm not gonna throw it all away! I just wanna go have some fun in the city. It's been so long since we left the apartments! We can totally go and hang out- dance, be cool, maybe drink something nonalcoholic in my case. What's the point of making those IDs for us if we're not going to use them by never going out to be… I don't know, people?"
He sighed, "We do use them. We needed IDs just to live in this city, plus getting them to actually have backgrounds with social security numbers was hard enough. We use them for getting medication for Jake and I, supplies, your booze, and so on. And we do go out into the city and just for the reasons just mentioned." The fish went soaring and the flame of the stove went over a foot high for a moment. He clicked off the burner, still letting the fish simmer. "We don't need to go out partying when you're having a hard enough time staying saber. Don't think we didn't find those hidden flasks underneath your dresser. Creative with the duct tape and all, but honestly, when you agreed to go sober we're keeping you that way."
Roxy frowned before crossing her arms on the breakfast bar, going silent. Jane poked him with her spatula end and he looked up from his assault on the meat with spices. "Too tough, Dirk. She needs support just as much as she needs tough love." She said softly and Dirk sighed, putting the last fish he was cooking on a plate before going up to Roxy. She was pouting now and he leaned down to look her in the eye that she still avoided to meet. "Roxy, you're doing a great job so far." Her pink eyes looked up at him and he smiled, "I'm proud of you making it this far, I really am. You just need to stay strong and away from the bottle. We want you around for a long time and the drinking won't help that." Roxy still pouted, "If I promise to stay away from the booze, will you agree to the club?" Dirk frowned for a few moments before running a hand through his hair, "Alright, I'll go. But you have to be sober- no dancing on tables, no bar fights, and no stealing people's cellphones to upgrade their chips without permission." She bounced in her seat before hugging Dirk over the counter, "Oh thank you thank you thank you! I promise I'll be good! This is going to be so awesome, just see!" He patted her back with one hand after giving her a squeeze.
Jake peeked his head in, carrying a few bottles of juice, "What is going to be awesome now?" Jane smiled before taking two of the four bottles he had, "Dirk agreed to go to the club tonight with us." He immediately lit up and leaned to kiss Dirk on the cheek on his way past to get the pitcher of water from Jane's refrigerator since they ate in her apartment usually, "Glad you decided to join us, love." Roxy was still grinning, watching the two of them as Frigglish jumped into her lap, demanding attention. "I think we're even going to have a triple date tonight. Jane's bringing Daddy Sugar Pipe and I met a guy named Danny last week at a bookstore. Really cute and offered to pay for the first round." Dirk snorted, "Just put a sock on the door so we know to leave you two alone, Rox." She grinned, "Same with you, Big D." Jake blushed as Dirk started to laugh under his breath. Jane spluttered about her date being called 'Daddy Sugar Pipe'. "His name is James and he's perfectly respectable. Not a 'Daddy Sugar Pipe'!" All three of them singed at the top of their lungs at once, "Jane and James, sitting in-" She tossed a muffin at each of them, only managing to have Roxy and Jake catch theirs and then land one on the edge of Dirk's glasses. They dissolved into laughter together before sitting down around the table together to have lunch.
Dirk cleaned his glasses with his eyes shut, chewing the bit of muffin Jane had thrown- like he had was going to miss a chance to eat a pumpkin flavored muffin. "So where exactly are we going?" Jake asked, chewing his fish sandwich slowly. "The Blue5. It's a great bar. Has cage dancers and live music- even neon drinks and body paint if you wanna go that direction. There is a band that plays there. Their lyrics are really dark but they like… pulse, ya know?" Roxy nodded like she agreed with her own words, licking her dark purple lips after she drank a large swallow of grape juice. "Must be a good band." Jane nodded with wide eyes, "What are they called?" Roxy shrugged, "Something like California Undead or something." She shrugged, "Not sure, I was kinda out of it the last time I was there. That reminds me!"
The suddenness made them look up, Dirk sliding his sunglasses up his nose. "We have to watch our drinks there. There's been a lot of stuff happening." Dirk raised his eyebrow, "Stuff?" She sighed before brushing her hair back with her black nails. "Some girl got roofied. It's a date-rape drug. Knocks you out cold and well… guys usually have their way with you and you wake up not knowing what happened." Jane frowned, "That's a real shitty thing to do." She murmured, and Roxy nodded, "Yeah, but people do it anyway. We'll just watch our drinks, I'm sure we'll be fine." They all murmured their agreement. "We'll get dressed up to the nines and head out to this club of yours. Honestly I'm rather excited despite that rather bloody foul thing to do." Jake nodded; Dirk offered a small smile in return at Jake's look. They laced their fingers together underneath the table. "You guys are going to love it. It's gonna be so awesome!" Roxy pumped her fist into the air. "We'll leave late, party all night and have one Hell of a good time!"