Disclaimer: I am in no way claiming any ownership over the Gone Series.
Dedication: For whoever is reading it.
You never really die in the FAYZ...
A FAYZ That Lasts Forever
The Puppet Master They Call Death
Drake Merwin was crushed in the mineshaft. Explicably dead. No pulse, no heart beat, no breath, just the mindless twitching of the snake-like whip that replaced his arm. At least that's what they say. But how could anyone believe it? Drake Merwin could not just die. The FAYZ did not work like that and TJ knew it.
TJ was seven and living with some older kids in a house at Perdido Beach. TJ liked them well enough. They didn't yell at her like her mummy and daddy used to. They just simply ignored her. They thought she was crazy after she told them Drake Merwin was haunting her.
TJ has seen him. He haunted her dreams, her nightmares, even her waking moments. Leeched himself into the mind of a harmless young girl. Well, she used to be harmless.
TJ is the puppet and Drake Merwin is pulling her strings. He wasn't just haunting her now, he was controlling her, ruthlessly.
Physically the only thing that was noticeably wrong with TJ was her left arm. She wasn't using it; it just dangled lifelessly on her side. But on occasion it would twitch and spasm. If anyone was watching her they would have noticed. But TJ was too young for anyone to care. Unnoticed and uncared for. The perfect target.
Little TJ, the sweet and gullible child that fell for Drake Merwin's tricks immediately. He started by haunting her dreams. Then her conscious self. Until finally he started talking to her.
"TJ," the voice in the back of her mind crooned. "It's me."
The first command he gave her she obeyed. It was simple, really. All he had her do was walk to one of her friend's houses. And the rest was his job.
When TJ got there she blacked out. She slowly regained control again and found herself holding a knife. She found her friend on the ground.
It was Drake testing how much control he had over TJ. It had all gone to plan. The Puppet Master had complete control.
Probably the worst fanfic I've ever written. Ah well, I'm posting.
-hippychiKK
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