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This is not for younger viewers, there will be 18+ content!
Welcome to the OFFICIAL SEQUAL to Mangled Memories! First off, I'm releasing this early as I'll be going on holidays soon and I'd rather early then late! I have learned from my mistakes on Mangled Memories and I'm going to be aiming at improving this story. Please note that you have to read the first story to get what the fuck is going on here. Surprisingly, I don't have much to say here, so here's the important stuff:
I rated M for: Minor Drug Use, Strong Language, Mention of Rape, Possible Depiction of Rape, Strong Violence, Sexual References, and Strong Sexual Activity. (Also possible sex scenes in the future).
I'd probably rate this (using the Australian rating system) an 'MA' or an 'R'. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
It surrounded me, consumed me. Darkness. I was finally here... but it was worth it, at least I hoped.
"Here I am..." I said softly as I floated aimlessly around the void. "I tried... I succeeded... but at what cost?" I whispered to myself, my voice not echoing anywhere. "I hope you're going on well without me, even if you'll probably forget about me... but I won't forget you," I thought as a tear rolled down my cheek. "Vixey... Foxy... Lolly... heh, you always hated that nickname" I smiled to myself, giving me the slightest amount of joy in this bland situation... joy... something I wouldn't have much of anymore. "I'm sorry everyone," I said softly, another tear rolling down my cheek as I floated aimlessly through the darkness.
Some Time Earlier...
"Fuck!" I yelled as I bounded out of bed, I sprinted to the door and held it close before turning the lock as the door handle moved.
"There's no escaping me, Cameron" Paul called out as he started banging at the door.
"What do we do? We're trapped!" Foxy called out.
"Grab your shit, we're leaving" I called out as I grabbed my backpack out of the drawer before packing it with a spare change of clothes, my wallet, phone and phone charger. I threw it onto my back before running to the window, I tried to pry it open to no avail. I grabbed a lamp off the bedside table and with a hard hit, the window shattered into a million pieces, the lamp hitting the concrete below with a smash.
I looked outside, it was a one-story drop, but to my luck below the window was an open dumpster filled with garbage bags. I looked back into the room before laying my eyes on Foxy and Vixey, watching me as I frenzied around.
"Don't fucking stand there like idiots, let's go!" I called out as I pulled the sheets off my bed before laying it on the window frame to avoid cutting myself on the glass.
"Listen, we're going to have to jump," I said as I turned to Foxy and Vixey.
"What? That's a one-story drop, we'll break something for sure" Foxy replied.
"There's a dumpster down there, trust me" I replied as I started climbing out of the window, I dangled my legs out the window, holding onto the window frame as I slowly lowered myself as far as I could go. With a deep breath, I let go. Everything seemed to slow as I fell, seemingly free falling in slow motion, but before I knew it I landed in the dumpster with a thud. I laid there for a couple of seconds before sitting up.
"Are you okay?" Foxy called out from the broken window, I looked up to see him leaning out of the window, looking over me.
"I'm fine, your turn" I replied as I climbed out of the dumpster, the fall left me a tad bit shaken but it didn't really affect me as adrenaline overtook that feeling.
"Shit, he's getting in" I heard Vixey call out. I watched as Foxy climbed out of the window before jumping down into the dumpster as well before Vixey did the same, almost landing on top of him.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"We're fine" Foxy replied.
"Come on, we have to get to my car," I said as I looked both directions. Right was blocked by a chain link fence and left was clear. I flinched as I heard the door break open followed by soft footsteps.
"Come on!" I called out as I ran to the left, Paul running to the window before a set of gunshots echoing through the air as the bullets ricocheted off the ground, kicking up dust and sparks as they did so. I finally made it around the corner, Foxy and Vixey following close behind.
"Is everyone okay?" I asked as we ran down the street towards the motel parking lot.
"I was hit" Foxy replied, I turned back to see him holding his shoulder as he ran, a soft trickle of oil seeping through his fingers.
"W-we'll sort that out later, quick" I called out as we jumped over the waist-high brick wall before taking cover against the wall of the office. I peeked around the corner, up on the balcony was Paul in a police uniform, overlooking the car park with his gun drawn.
"Listen, move low and fast, just get to the parked cars" I whispered to Foxy and Vixey. I looked back over to the cars before making a sprint, as I reached the cover of a parked car, a bullet shattered the window of the car I was behind, the glass shards covering the ground.
"Come on" I mouthed to Foxy and Vixey as I waved them over. I watched as Foxy turned to Vixey, whispering something to her before turning back to face me. He peeked around the corner before making a sprint towards the cars, with a slide, he made it behind the car alongside me before waving Vixey over. She peeked around the corner as well before sprinting over, clearing the gap in a matter of seconds. I reached into my pocket and stumbled for my car keys before pulling them out and hitting the electronic unlock button, a loud beep coming from somewhere in the small carpark.
"That one over there," Vixey said as she pointed to my car. I peeked out from behind the corner before turning back to Foxy and Vixey.
"Let's go" I whispered. Using the cars as cover, we all sprinted towards my car, gunshots echoing through the air, bullets colliding with cars causing shattering windows and loud car alarms. Before long, we reached my car. I sprinted to the front seat and swung the door open, I climbed over the passenger side and into the driver's seat as Foxy and Vixey climbed into the back. Loud gunshots echoing through the air, one hitting the front windscreen causing a large hole as I ducked my head down.
"Keep your heads down" I called out to Foxy and Vixey. I pulled out my car keys and stumbled for the ignition before starting the engine, I quickly threw it into gear and screeched out of the parking space, through the motel garden and onto the main road.
-Perspective Change-
"Fuck!" I grunted to myself as I reloaded the pistol, I shoved it back into the holster before climbing over the railing, doing a roll as I landed. I quickly got to my feet and ran to my car, climbing inside and flicking the sirens on before I screeched out of the parking lot after the black sedan that flew down the road.
-Perspective Change-
"He's in a fucking cruiser," Cameron said as he looked at the police car in the rearview mirror. "Sirens flashing and all" he added as we swerved in and out of traffic.
"Can I get something for this wound?" I asked as I pulled my hand away from the wound, looking at the oil that stained my hand before putting it back.
"Of course," he said as he opened the glovebox before grabbing a small box out.
"You take care of this, Vixey. I have to drive" he said as he threw the box back to Vixey. I watched as she opened the box revealing a pile of white rags. She pulled about 40cm out before biting it off.
"How are you feeling" she whispered to me, concern in her voice.
"Fine, just wrap the thing around it" I replied.
"Yeah, of course," she said with a warm smile. She gently pulled it around my arm, wrapping the wound up before tying it into place.
"It'll have to do for now," Cameron said from the front seat.
"Thanks, Cam" I smiled.
"Don't mention it" he replied.
"Yeah, thanks, Cameron" Vixey smiled, only getting a sigh and a simple huh huh in return.
"Don't worry about it" I whispered to Vixey.
"I'll get through to him... hopefully" she replied.
"What are we planning?" I asked.
"I don't fucking know... we need to shake him off, get him off our trail" Cameron replied.
"How can we do that?" I asked as I peered out the back windscreen, the police car gaining fast.
"I don't know, I'm going to head for the freeway, okay? We'll work this out when we get this fucker away" Cameron replied as he fixed up the rearview mirror.
"Do you know which way the freeway?" I asked.
"Vaguely" he replied as we screeched around the corner, Paul following closely behind.
"I've got an idea to throw him off," Cameron said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"If we get out of his sight we can turn down one of those back streets" he replied. I watched as he darted his eyes around before seemingly finding what he was looking for, we drove up to an intersection and skidded around the corner, taking a sharp left. We drove down the street for a couple of seconds before Cameron took another sharp left, turning us down an alleyway.
We smashed through the chain link fence, the car's right side scraping against the brick wall, sending sparks and paint flying. It wasn't long until we came to an opening, the car turned to the side and jolted forward as Cameron slammed on the brakes, stopping us in a spot out of view of the street. We sat in silence, the only sound being Cameron's heavy breaths.
"What-"
"Shush," Cameron said, cutting me off. The car dropped to silence for a couple of seconds before a pair of sirens went past.
"We escaped" Cameron smiled.
"Now what?" I asked.
"I'm going to check the damage," Cameron said as he climbed out of the car, quickly circling it before climbing back in.
"Just some scraped paint and dents," Cameron said.
"Nothing serious?" I asked.
"Luckily, let's get going, if we can get to the freeway we can leave the city" he replied.
"Then what?" I asked.
"I don't know" Cameron replied. "Let's just get out of here" he added as he started reversing out of the ally
Later...
I sighed to myself as I drove down the freeway, the headlights of my car guiding the way. The freeway was scattered with cars along with tall forests to either side, we already left the city outskirts and the freeway was crowded, to say the least. I pulled my phone out and checked the time. 8:23pm. I looked up at the bullet hole in the windscreen, covered over with duct tape. I sighed to myself as I turned one of the knobs on the centre console up, increasing the heat that came out of the car, it was warm, a nice toasty warm and that I was grateful for. I put my eyes back on the road before yawning to myself.
"Foxy," I whispered aloud as I looked into the rear view mirror. Foxy and Vixey were asleep, Vixey snuggling up to Foxy as they slept peacefully. I smiled to myself before looking back at the road, I was happy for them, they were perfect for each other. I sighed to myself as I went over the words in my head again, for the first time of my adulthood I felt sort of lonely. I pondered whether I would ever have someone to hold close at night, but honestly, all I could do was ponder, something like that would never come to a 29-year-old-that-acts-like-he's-still-21 virgin like myself, that's the harsh reality of life right there.
-Perspective Change-
I stared at the phone in my hands, the only word on screen was 'Searching'. All I could get were constant signals appearing and dropping all over the place. I sighed to myself before placing my phone onto the centre console, watching the cars that zoomed down the freeway, headlights lighting the road ahead. I let out a long yawn before slowly closing my eyes, taking a payload off my eyelids. Ding! I opened one of my eyes and peeked down at the phone.
"Signal found," I said to myself as I picked up my phone. I opened the map and looked at the location. About 5 minutes up the freeway. I placed my phone back into the centre console before starting the engine and flicking my sirens on, screeching off the side of the road and onto the freeway.
Later...
As I neared I turned my sirens off, trying to keep my anonymity, for the time being, I wanted to get the jump on them. I looked down at my phone, I was in the exact area the signal was coming from. I looked around, scanning my eyes over the different cars. There he was. I smiled to myself before pulling into his lane, right behind his car.
-Perspective Change-
I yawned to myself once more, trying my hardest to stay awake, I was planning on stopping at one of those freeway side rest stops to buy a coffee from MacDonald's or something. I flinched as the car driving behind me flashed their headlights, I fixed up the rearview mirror and looked back, driving behind me was a police car.
"Shit," I said to myself, I couldn't exactly tell who the driver was, to be honest, I was just hoping it wasn't Paul, but here was no way he could've found me, I was long gone. I looked back at the road and continued driving, trying to push back the feeling it was somehow Paul. BANG! My head jolted back and the car swerved as the police car rammed into the back of me, their sirens turning on as they did so. I started speeding up, the police car keeping close before it rammed into the back of me again. It was Paul, there was no doubting it.
"What's happening?" Vixey mumbled from the back seat.
"Do you both your seat belt on?" I asked as I looked back, Vixey sitting up as Foxy slowly awoke.
"Is that Paul?" Vixey asked as she looked back at the police car.
"Yes," I replied as I sped up, the police car in close pursuit. I swerved in and out of traffic, most of which was moving out of the way due to Paul's sirens.
"How the fuck did he find us?" Foxy asked.
"I have no idea" I replied as we continued the chase.
"Cameron?" Foxy asked.
"What?" I asked frantically as I constantly moved my vision back and forth between the rear-view mirror and the road, trying not to rear end any traffic.
"Cameron, he's really close" he replied. Almost instantly the car jolted forward and swerved sharply as Paul rear-ended us. As I tried to regain control I looked back to see Paul speed up to the side of my car, one quick turn and he hit the side, my car swerving as it skidded out of control.
"FUCK!" I yelled out as it hit another motorist before rolling off the side of the road and into a ditch, I hit my head on the window causing a crack before my seatbelt came loose, flinging me into the passenger side of the car. As quickly as it started, the car came to a stop on its side, a small trickle of smoke rising from underneath the bonnet.
"Fuck... my ankle" I grunted as I looked around.
"Are you okay?" Foxy asked.
"I might have a concussion, I hit it pretty damn hard" I replied as I felt my head, a trickle of blood from where I hit it. I looked up at the driver's side that was now facing the sky, the window had a crack along with a small patch of blood.
"Hopefully you don't" Foxy replied.
"Get into the front" I mumbled as I grabbed my bag, strapping it onto my back before looking back to Foxy and Vixey, they did as I asked and climbed into the front, following my lead as I climbed out of the front windscreen that was reduced to nothing but glass shards. I climbed out and landed on the cold, moist grass. I looked up at the freeway, a small crowd of five motorists gathered at the side of the road, trying to see what just happened.
"The police car's coming back, don't worry" one of the onlookers called out. Don't worry.
"Fuck, Paul's coming back, run" I whispered as I stumbled to my feet.
"Where?" Foxy replied.
"The fucking forest, come on, let's go!" I called out as I ran towards the forest, the police sirens getting closer by the second.
"Come on, quick!" I called out as I limped into the forest, Foxy and Vixey following close behind.
-Perspective Change-
I slammed on the brakes, peering out of the window at the car that tipped off the side of the freeway. I quickly climbed out of the car and pushed through a small group of people before sliding down the ditch, climbing to my feet and drawing my weapon as I did so. I quickly moved to the shattered windscreen, aiming my gun into the car. Empty.
"Officer, they ran into the forest!" One of the onlookers called out. I peered up at him before looking back at the tall trees that lined the freeway.
"Thanks" I replied as I walked into the forest, my weapon raised as I moved slowly and quietly between the trees.
-Perspective Change-
"Argh, shit, I can't keep running on my leg" I muttered out as I came to a stop.
"What are we meant to do?" Foxy asked as he pulled my arm over my shoulder army man style, helping me along by taking the weight off my leg.
"We need to rest" I replied as I ushered them to stop, they did as I asked as we all came to a stop in the middle of the woods, the sirens and sound of cars rushing by only being a soft mumble that got cancelled out by the dense forest.
"What about Paul?" Vixey asked.
"I can't keep walking on this leg" I replied as I pulled away from Foxy's grip before sitting down against a tree, using my backpack as a makeshift pillow. I moved my leg up to my lap before pulling the leg of my jeans up, revealing a patch of blood. I felt my hand over it for a break, it was seemingly dislocated, either way it was still bad. I pulled my hand back before looking at it, a small patch of blood on it. I wiped it on the tree I leant against before pulling the jeans back down.
"Are you alright?" Vixey asked.
"Uh... I-I'll get through" I replied.
"What about you Vix, did you get hurt?" Foxy asked as he turned to Vixey.
"I'm fine, how's the bullet wound?" She replied.
"It's coming along alright" he replied as he moved the rag up, checking the bullet wound before pulling it back down. "Just consider yourself lucky, Vix" he smiled, getting no response. I looked up to see Vixey staring blankly forward, her ears moving around, a look of concentration on her face.
"Vixey?" I asked.
"Shh, can you hear that?" She asked as she gave me a stopping motion with her hand. We sat in silence for a couple of seconds before she finally moved, she looked off in the forest for a couple of seconds before a look of fear formed on her face.
"It's Paul" she whispered frantically. My eyes widened as she spoke the words, I looked in the direction she was facing, noticing a dark figure slowly moving through the trees.
"Hide!" I said as I scrambled to my feet, I quickly dived over a dirt mound, pushing myself behind the roots of a tree that hung down, I was quickly joined by Foxy who did the same as me, hiding between the tree roots.
"Where's Vix?" Foxy whispered as he turned to me.
"I don't know" I whispered back as I moved my head out, looking around the dark forest. I laid my eyes on a figure that stood against a tree, seemingly panicked. It was Vixey.
"Come on" I mouthed as I waved her over.
"I can't" she mouthed back as she peeked around the tree, quickly shooting her head back almost a split second later. I peeked up to where I last saw Paul, he was nearing our location with his gun held like a special ops agent would, scanning the area while looking back and forth, slowly moving forward. I watched as he grabbed something off his belt before grabbing back onto his gun, I quickly ducked back behind the mound as his torch lit up before moved around the area, searching for us.
-Perspective Change-
I moved the torch around the ground and trees, looking for the duo that has somehow managed to outrun me so many times before. I laid my torch on a tree, the base of it having a small trickle of blood. I walked over and rubbed a bit onto my finger, it was definitely human, fresh too. I wiped the blood off my finger onto my pants before scanning the ground. Just what I was looking for. I laid my torch on a set of three footprints, two sets being paws and one being human. They looked fresh so they were close by, there was no mistaking it.
"Cammy~" I rung out in a playful voice, my voice echoing through the forest. "I know you're here~" I called out again, shining my torch around. "You and your robot friends~" I added with a smile. I stood still and listened to the surroundings, although all I could hear was the cold breeze that moved through the trees. I turned the torch off and clipped it back onto my belt before pulling out my phone, I moved through a couple of menus before scrolling through my contacts, tapping onto the one labelled 'Cameron'. I hovered my finger over the call button as I continued to walk around.
-Perspective Change-
We sat as still as possible, not moving an inch. I peeked my head out slightly to see Vixey still against the tree, moved from standing to sitting with her hands cupped over her mouth, she was terrified. I peeked out a bit further out to see where Paul was, he slowly moved around with his phone held to the side, I had no idea what he was up to but I didn't like it. I slowly moved back behind the mound as he grew closer. I turned to Foxy who was surprisingly calm before I looked back down at my feet, continuing to keep as silent as possible. A loud ring made me jump as my phone started ringing from my backpack, the sound echoing through the forest.
I quickly stumbled for the bag before pulling it out, spamming the hang-up button as fast as I could. When I hit it and the ringing stopped, I read the words on the screen. 'Paul - Call Ended'. The screen dimmed out as I held it to my chest. I jumped as the ring went off again, I quickly hit the hang up button once more before holding it to my chest again. I peeked up to see Paul slowly moving towards our hiding spot. Fear overcoming my body, I turned to Foxy and motioned him to the side. I moved alongside him towards a tree, slowly and silently. We reached it and hid behind, Paul reaching our hiding spot with his weapon drawn.
I listened as a soft whimper overcome the wind, I turned to see Vixey move behind the tree out of Paul's sight. Paul seemingly heard her whimper as well as he turned in her direction, weapon raised as he slowly walked towards the tree she was hiding behind. I flinched slightly as Foxy let out a soft growl, I turned to him with a look on my face stating 'don't do anything stupid'. I watched as he kneeled down before picking up a sizable rock before throwing it in the direction of Paul. Unable to stop it, I just peeked out from behind the tree and watched as the rock hit him, himself being mere meters away from Vixey. He turned to our direction as he aimed his gun around, possibly trying to locate where the rock was thrown from. I watched as he slowly grabbed his phone before raising it in the air, if he rung it now he'll know exactly where I was.
"Throw it" Foxy whispered.
"What?" I whispered back.
"Throw your phone away, it'll lead him straight to us!" He whispered back, this time a bit louder. I looked at the phone in my hands, I wasn't exactly ready to throw it away, it was the most expensive thing I owned.
"I don't want to" I replied.
"It's fucking technology, just buy another" he whispered back, starting to get frustrated. With a deep breath, I gave into his demands and threw my phone in the opposite direction of us, listening as it hit the ground with a bang that echoed through the forest before my ringtone was heard faintly in the distance. I peeked out from behind the tree to see Paul start walking in the direction the ringtone came from, I wasn't expecting it to work but it somehow did. As Paul moved a certain distance away, Foxy ran from behind the tree over to where Vixey was hiding, myself following him close behind. As we reached the tree I noticed Vixey sitting against it, seemingly a bit shaken. Foxy pulled her to her feet before pulling her into a hug.
"Are you okay?" Foxy asked.
"I'm fine... that was intense" she replied with a chuckle as she returned the hug. I just sighed.
"Don't want to ruin the moment, but we need to leave" I replied as I ushered them to follow me. They did as I asked and we quickly but silently ran through the forest, I was more or less limping because of my ankle, but any distance between me and that hitman would be considered good in my book.
A couple of seconds passed before we came across a road, one seemingly leading for miles either direction, a soft fog settling on the ground.
"Where are we, can you see any street signs?" I asked.
"Who cares!?" Foxy replied. "I see a bloody car, quick, help me flag them down" he added as he stepped onto the side of the road, waving his hands in the air. I looked in the direction he facing, a pair of headlights piercing the fog. Vixey and I joined him in trying to flag it down and before long their headlights hit us, the car slowing down before slowly coming to a stop in front of us, it was just a black van, nothing more.
"You folks need any help?" He asked as he rolled the window down, the man wore a pair of sunglasses on his head and looked like he was in his late 30's, he wore a singlet along with a pair of green camo cargo shorts, he seemed at least somewhat trustworthy.
"Can you help us, someone's after us" Vixey asked.
"Someone's after you? What do you mean?" He asked.
"Please, we're hurt and need to get out of here," Foxy said as he stepped forward.
"Sure, jump in the back, better not be serial killers or anything" he replied with a smile.
"Oh thank you, thank you so much," Vixey smiled as we walked to the back of his van before opening the back doors, the back was empty with only four, small cardboard boxes taking up space. Foxy and Vixey climbed in first before sitting down alongside Foxy, I climbed in as well before pulling the doors shut, sitting down opposite of Foxy and Vixey before dropping my bag to the side.
"I'm guessing this will be a pretty interesting story," the guy said as he positioned his rearview mirror up on us before starting to drive once again.
-Perspective Change-
I looked down at the phone laying on the ground, the screen cracked and the words 'Paul - Missed Call' on screen. I growled to myself as I picked it up before slamming it to the ground.
"How the hell could I have been so stupid?!" I said to myself, I walked right into their plan and now I lost my way of tracking him... although, Cameron's phone was only one of my ways of tracking him. This wasn't over... not yet at least, I was never known as one to give up. Never.
End Notes:
There's the first chapter of Mangled Memories: Nowhere To Run, tell me what you think in the form of a review!