Silent as Eternity
Sequel to: Death is Nothing, 3rd story in Blood is Life Trilogy
Summary: Silence, a force possibly even greater than time itself. Some embrace it, others scorn it. In the end, is there always silence? Zack and Cody must figure out Matthew's true secrets. Will they succeed in time, or will there only be silence?
(A/N) I really suggest reading the prequels Blood is Life and Death is Nothing first, otherwise this story may be very hard to understand. Also, although this story will reference each, it's not going to re-tell the first two stories.
Chapter 1: Dreams
Fourteen year old Cody Martin laid awake in his bed, staring at his room's darkened ceiling. He turned over in another vain attempt to go to sleep. He had been trying to fall asleep all night, with no such success. It's no use. He thought to himself as he sat up. Besides, I don't really want to sleep, only to have one of those dreams again.
He rubbed his eyes, and wiped his face with his hands, before looking over at his clock, which read 1:26 am. After another groan of disgust, Cody absent-mindedly took another look around his room.
On the other side of the room, Cody's twin, Zack, was snoring loudly. Cody's eyes widened when he also saw Zack moving violently in his sleep. Within minutes, Zack's blankets were a knotted mess ready to fall off his bed. Please no. Cody thought desperately to himself. Not again, please. I hate dreams! After a few minutes, Zack seemed to calm down and sleep peacefully. Cody let out a sigh of relief as he let himself fall onto his pillow again. I wonder if this is normal, being afraid of dreams? Cody thought to himself. Of course...Matthew...definitely gave me a reason for that.
Several months ago, Cody met a boy about his age named Matthew Pike. Matthew, however, was the evil ghost of a fourteen year old murdered boy. He was extremely cunning and would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, even if meant killing. Matthew was just as cruel to those who "close" to him, as those who opposed him. Also, every time Zack and Cody had a dream about Matthew, it was either a view into his past, or a vision of the future.
Cody tried to shake Matthew from his thoughts, but it seemed the harder he tried, the more Matthew filled them. I know he's still out there, Cody said to himself, shivering slightly. Sweat began to form on his forehead as fear took hold of him. Cody glanced over at his window, but quickly diverted his eyes as a recent memory filled his mind.
"Zack, don't you get it?" Cody said in a trembling voice. Zack stared into his eyes.
"What?" Zack replied, his eyes getting wide, his breath growing short.
"Death is Nothing," Cody said. "Zack, he's never going to stop."
"I know I'm right," Cody said softly to himself. "That's what's scaring me the most." Finally Cody's eyes turned back to the ceiling, too scared to go anywhere else. What if he's here now but he's just invisible? No he can't be, it's too warm. But one thing's for sure, I haveta know what Zack was dreaming!
"Sorry Zack," Cody said softly as he got out of bed and walked over to his twin. He stood there, motionless, watching his twin sleep. He wanted to reach out and shake Zack awake, but it felt like his arm wouldn't obey the command. Cody tried again, but his arm refused to respond, almost as if it had a mind of its own. Let him sleep. It told him. Finally Cody turned around and walked back to his own bed.
Upon reaching his bed, Cody tossed and turned several times, but no matter how hard he tried, his body refused to succumb to his wish. As much as I don't want to, Cody thought. I haveta try and get some sleep. I'm sure this is what Matthew wants. He turned over again in another vain attempt to sleep.
Cody continued to lay awake in his bed until a small flicker of orange light caught his attention. Cody glanced at his right and noticed the sun was starting to come up. Cody groaned as he sat up again. Great, he thought bitterly. Just great. He plopped his head back down on his pillow, not even bothering to brush his hair out of his eyes.
Finally, Cody did something he hadn't all night long, he yawned, and felt somewhat tired. He welcomed the sleepiness as more of it began to enter his body. Within moments, sleep finally overtook him.
The next day at breakfast, Cody told Zack about his night. Zack set his fork down and stared into his twin's eyes. In a matter of seconds Cody was soon forced to look away. That look scared him. He knew that gaze, and he also knew that Zack wasn't the only one who gave it to him.
"Cody, that's the third time this week," Zack said glaring at his twin. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
Cody ignored him at first as he took his plate over to the sink. Zack decided he was done also and followed his twin closely. "I-I don't know," Cody said sheepishly as he set his plate down and picked his skateboard up. "I thought it would be better for you if I let you sleep."
"Why so I can worry about you all day?" Zack replied. He collected his helmet and pads. "Cody, you have to tell me about these things."
"But what if…he…was there?"
"THAT'S WHY YOU TELL ME!" Zack replied, annoyed. "If you were right, probably the worst thing you can do is keep stuff like that a secret."
"Fine, I'll wake you up next time."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Good," Zack said. "Now come on, let's hit the skate park."
Please Read and Review. Again I'd suggest closely reading the first two stories first, even the smallest details may turn out to be pretty big.
