1 "Waiting…." A fan fiction to the 1998 film "The Faculty"
Disclaimer: I did not invent or own the following characters/events/ideas.
I was waiting. I was watching. Every minute, every day. Waiting for a second chance and watching those who ruined the first. They don't know I'm still here. They think I was destroyed. They are simple humans. They think if something is not tangible, it doesn't exist. But I do, even if I have been reduced to a mere presence.
It was The Weakling who took away my physical form. Casey Conner, an eternal loser who turned hero. I thought he would have been one of the first to go. He was stronger than I anticipated. From him, I learned that these humans have strong will. The Weakling keeps a scat pen with him at all times now. I suppose its' paranoia. He's dating The Bitch, but seems happy. I will not forget The Weakling.
Although The Weakling was the hero, it was The Rebel I feared the most. Zeke was smart and he was strong. And he was the mind behind the scat pens. He figured out so many secrets, I knew he would be my downfall. The Rebel had kissed Mary Beth. It was something like I'd never known before, but I'd like to feel it again someday. He still makes scat, but he keeps a drawer of 300 pens "just in case". He's got a thing for that waif of an English teacher. Mary Beth would have been jealous. No, I will not forget The Rebel.
Then, there was Stan, Stokely, and Delilah. Typical kids you could find anywhere. The Jock, The Outsider, and The Bitch. The Jock is still working harder at school than at sports. He loves The Outsider now, and she's not so different anymore. They think they need each other. Stokely still looks around when she'd alone, expecting some unseen attacker. The Bitch is slowly sinking back into old ways. Internally, she's torn up pretty bad. Even though she and The Weakling are together, she can never take back those things she said to him when she was infected. She was easy to infect because one of us simply "got under her skin", so to speak. If she hadn't, she would have been easy to seduce. Always the one who belonged. She would have joined us willingly. Forget The Bitch? Not likely. Forget The Jock and The Outsider? I won't.
I watch them, learn from them. Until fate gives me a new chance, a new body. I'll come back as Marie O'Conner or Allison James from some other place like Dallas or Tallahasee. I'll leave this little Ohio town. But we'll make our way back, infecting everyone in our path. I want to see their faces, those kids, when they realize I've made a glorious return. I want to kiss The Rebel again and we could rule this planet together. I want to torture The Weakling. I want what I once had, the fear, the power. But for now….I'm still waiting.
Disclaimer: I did not invent or own the following characters/events/ideas.
I was waiting. I was watching. Every minute, every day. Waiting for a second chance and watching those who ruined the first. They don't know I'm still here. They think I was destroyed. They are simple humans. They think if something is not tangible, it doesn't exist. But I do, even if I have been reduced to a mere presence.
It was The Weakling who took away my physical form. Casey Conner, an eternal loser who turned hero. I thought he would have been one of the first to go. He was stronger than I anticipated. From him, I learned that these humans have strong will. The Weakling keeps a scat pen with him at all times now. I suppose its' paranoia. He's dating The Bitch, but seems happy. I will not forget The Weakling.
Although The Weakling was the hero, it was The Rebel I feared the most. Zeke was smart and he was strong. And he was the mind behind the scat pens. He figured out so many secrets, I knew he would be my downfall. The Rebel had kissed Mary Beth. It was something like I'd never known before, but I'd like to feel it again someday. He still makes scat, but he keeps a drawer of 300 pens "just in case". He's got a thing for that waif of an English teacher. Mary Beth would have been jealous. No, I will not forget The Rebel.
Then, there was Stan, Stokely, and Delilah. Typical kids you could find anywhere. The Jock, The Outsider, and The Bitch. The Jock is still working harder at school than at sports. He loves The Outsider now, and she's not so different anymore. They think they need each other. Stokely still looks around when she'd alone, expecting some unseen attacker. The Bitch is slowly sinking back into old ways. Internally, she's torn up pretty bad. Even though she and The Weakling are together, she can never take back those things she said to him when she was infected. She was easy to infect because one of us simply "got under her skin", so to speak. If she hadn't, she would have been easy to seduce. Always the one who belonged. She would have joined us willingly. Forget The Bitch? Not likely. Forget The Jock and The Outsider? I won't.
I watch them, learn from them. Until fate gives me a new chance, a new body. I'll come back as Marie O'Conner or Allison James from some other place like Dallas or Tallahasee. I'll leave this little Ohio town. But we'll make our way back, infecting everyone in our path. I want to see their faces, those kids, when they realize I've made a glorious return. I want to kiss The Rebel again and we could rule this planet together. I want to torture The Weakling. I want what I once had, the fear, the power. But for now….I'm still waiting.