VULTURE: (Break out Chapter)
Welcome to my story.
If I keep holding out
Will the light shine through?
Under this broken roof
it's only rain that I feel
I've been wishing out the days
come back
He hung around, slithering through the shadows of that train station.
An Undesirable, who was a King within his own mind. A Sewer Rat, who could gorge himself and become fat on his own self-confidence.
I have been planning out
All that I'd say to you
Since you slipped away
Know that I still remain true
I've been wishing out the days
He had the face of a rat.
You could see, illuminated by the flashing lights, if you looked.
If your eyes were not adhered to the thick stain of scarlet, across the tracks. You couldn't hear anything, over the wails of the ambulance and collective murmur of the crowd, but he was there.
Please say, that if you hadn't of gone now
I wouldn't have lost you another way
From wherever you are
Come back
If you couldn't see the crimson guilt dripping off of his spindly fingers, you could sure as hell smell it.
Everyone knew.
But he, he was so slippery.
Like a wet fish, like trying to catch smoke.
And these days, they linger on
And in the night as I'm waiting on
The real possibility I may meet you in my dream
I go to sleep
'I was running for my life!'
'I was only trying to get away...'
'I, did nothing wrong, of course.'
Knowing the schedule of the trains was more swift a weapon than the knife in his pocket.
Change of scenery. It's been a few hours.
By this point, news really had spread like wildfire. People stood in small groups out on the street, in the dark, light casting out from neon signs and so on. Whispering among themselves.
If I don't fall apart
Will the memories stay clear?
So you had to go
And I had to remain here
He strode down the sidewalk, ears alert of the murmuring which fed into the smirking grin on his face.
The scene that had played out in front of his, kept reeling itself through his mind.
The wind from the sheer speed he'd been running at, whipping, clawing at his face, blowing hair off of his forhead and cheekbones. The loud, blaring of the train- The one that tore past the station at exactly 7:23 PM without stopping until the next prefecture.
The other male behind him, spitting and hissing and breathing down his neck-
Jumping flat out in front of the train, arms held out, reaching the other side of the tracks safely then immediately whipping around to watch that brute...
But the strangest thing to date
So far away
And yet you feel so close
And I'm not gonna question it any other way
Get sucked underneath the tracks.
Yes.
There must be an open door
For you to
Come back
The noise the impact had made, that sick, wet, CRUNCH. The momentary look of horror, on that man's face, as he realized in a split second what was about to happen to him.
And the days, they linger on
And every night, what I'm waiting for
Is the real possibility I may meet you in my dream
Oh god, just thinking about the agony he must have endured in those moments.
It was so enthralling.
Mnnnm!
And sometimes you're there
And you're talking back to me
Come the morning I could swear you're next to me
And then, getting to stand back, and watch the train finish passing by...
Sixteen seconds.
Sixteen seconds of inconceivable GLEE.
And it's okay.
Within minutes, a crowd of people had gathered. Ambulance had parked alongside of the tracks. Lifting... What wasn't even truly a person, just a mass of ripped up limbs and blood and gunk onto the stretcher. Frantic.
Portable life support machines.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Well. They hadn't pulled the tarp over him before they drove away, lights ans sirens screaming, presumably heading towards the nearest hospital.
I'll be here
Come back
Come back
He just stood there and laughed, absolutely having a goddamn ball.
I'll be here
Come back
Come back
Hmm...
Insert our, not-so-heroic protagonist for tonight, here.
Curtain close, and scene.
I'll be here
Come back
Come back
Tune into this station next week for the next episode.
. . . I'll be here.
[[ Greetings. Been awhile since I've written for you, huh? ]]
[[ Here's the first chapter to one I've been working on as of late. I've got a few more chapters handwritten to type up before I'll be breaking out into free-typing the rest. ]]
[[ Since you last heard from me... I've gotten my own laptop. It's a wonderful thing. I'll certainly be posting a lot more to this site from now on. ]]
[[ This one... Will be interesting. It's still in progress here, the plot is a bit watery and I'm looking for suggestions on how to keep going, as you'll see a couple chapters into this I reach an impasse. ]]
[[ It's a little early to be talking about this now, though. ]]
[[ Since this was quite a breakout into the story itself,
though a little vague, feedback would be appreciated. ]]
[[ All following chapters will be written more traditionally, rather than in the manner used for this short first chapter. ]]
[[ Considering, the summary is rather vague, and so is this chapter, I can imagine how a reader may feel in regards to this. Ahahaha. ]]
[[ That's okay. If you didn't quite catch on here I can understand that. I wrote it this way on purpose. Things will become clearer as we move further into the story. ]]
[[ The lyrics included between lines are from Pearl Jam's ''Come Back''.
This isn't really all too... significant. I just added it on a whim, to give some bulk and a bit of flow to the piece so far, so that it's a little more satisfying to read. I'm listening to my Spotify on shuffle, as I usually do as I write. This song just happened to come on as I was typing up this author's note.
It's got a nice, hollow feel to it and the melody itself is rather languid which matches the feeling I think that this part should give off. ]]
[[ Finally. I just made it M Rated, because my overall writing style tends not to be kid-friendly. It's probably not suitable for what's CURRENTLY posted to the story but as I go on it should be a little more fitting.]]
[[ Anyhoo. ]]
[[ Next chapter will be written traditionally, will be longer, and you'll actually get to see what the fuck is going on. ]]
[[ Adios, for now, darlings. ]]