Chapter 2: School fight
Darkness, they tell you that when you die all you see is darkness but that isn't true...It's just red, red from the blood that pours into your eyes. The sockets get completely flooded and the eyes begin to drown in it, the blood itself comes from the brain when to heavily damaged...Ralph didn't see this, he saw a blinding light and he awoke. He looked around to see that he was in one of the wooden cabins. The memories started to come back and he tried to drown them out but it was harder than he thought.
He crawled out of bed, his chest was hurting like hell. He managed to pull himself up and walk towards the door, pushing it open, he looked outside. His attacker was sat in the middle of the cabins. The cabins surrounded a small campfire spot which was where the attacker sat, staring into the woods.
"That hurt you know." Ralph said as he walked towards the girl that he referred to as Jess.
"Life hurts." Jess replied
"You shot me Jess….Seriously? What the fuck?" Ralph scolded the girl as he walked towards her, he had to take it slow because of the wound.
"Seriously? You've done so much worse." Jess replied as she got up to look at the man.
"I was a soldier...it's what we were meant to do." Ralph tried to justify it as much as he wanted but they both knew what he had done.
"You weren't a soldier Ralph...You was a hitman. You were born to be a killer and you grew up a killer." Jess replied.
"But I couldn't live as a killer...I eventually had to quit." Ralph replied.
"You never stop being a killer brother...You'll always be a killer no matter where you go." Jess said. Ralph stood there for a moment, staring at her but he knew that she was right.
X
Lucy was stood in the campsite with the girl. They were stood where the old campfires used to be, you could still see the burn marks on the ground. The girl sat in front of it and rested, Lucy stood behind her and was waiting for a response.
"Family? Like...Both Whites?" Lucy asked. She was taking notes on her phone, trying to get as much down as she could whilst the gun just smiled at her.
"No...My last name is black, our last names are based on colours? Like Reservoir Dogs?" The girl replied.
"What?" Lucy asked. She looked at the girl, excited about what she just said.
"...I'm joking, that's fucking stupid even for this cult. Oh, we grew up in a cult...And in the cult we were turned into superpowered mercenaries against our will...Kinda like the plot to Deadpool." The girl said as she howled with laughter.
"Seriously? Supersoldier cult...Let me guess, illuminati?" Lucy asked, still excited and typing notes into her phone so quickly that she wasn't sure that it was actually typing.
"More like soldiers of god sort of thing...Look it was complicated. We grew up here with telekinesis and became killers….Deadpool." The girl explained, still chuckling a little.
"That's not Deadpool...Anyway, why are you telling me this?" Lucy asked, she was skeptical and knew it sounded crazy.
"He was my brother...And they speak of my niece as if she was a monster...I want their story told properly. He wasn't this monster that they make him out to be, none of us were." The girl explained.
"...Ok, where do we start?" Lucy asked.
"The night I shot Ralph with an arrow?" The girl said, revealing herself to be Jess which Lucy was not yet aware of.
"...Jesus." Lucy sighed, she knew this was going to be a long night.
X
Carrie was sat in her room, she could hear the radio from her room and liked to listen to it as she stared at the ceiling. She stared at a spider spinning it's web in the corner of the ceiling, dancing as it connected the webs together to make the beautiful pattern that it did. As she stared at it, she started to concentrate on the spider, watching it dance as it spun its web she imagined what it would be like to not have to worry about anything, that the only thing that mattered was something so basic.
She looked at the creature, something everyone was so terrified of but for the same reason they killed it...Just because. She started to wave her hands in the air, trying to mimic the spider as she listened to the piano music on the radio. The spider then stopped, it just stood on the web and was clearly proud of its home but as she stared at it, she wasn't sure if it looked at her back but she liked to think that it did. She stared at the small eight legged creature, no bigger than her thumb and watched it continue making its web, extending it to the window where the rain attacked the glass.
"Carrie...Come on, Arthur's waiting." Margaret said as she burst into the room, taking Carrie away from her trance like state.
"I'm going." Carrie said as she jumped off the bed and ran downstairs where the tall, blonde teen was stood.
"You ready for that test?" Arthur asked. He was wearing jeans and a black shirt as well as a brown jacket,he had his hair pulled backwards. He had his book bag on his and waited for Carrie to pick up her pink rucksack.
The two left the house and walked down the street, getting ready for school. Carrie still shaken from the night before but didn't want to talk about it but Arthur could tell but he knew she wouldn't speak about it but that never stopped him.
"You looked tired." Arthur pointed out. Carrie kept her head down but Arthur knew what was happening.
"It was a long night." Carrie replied.
"One of those night?" Arthur asked. He knew about the problems Carrie had to put up with at home but there was nothing he could do.
"Yeah." Carrie replied as the two arrived at the school.
The day was long and dragged, Carrie hated it, she didn't want to be there. She was sat in her classroom, begging for it to end. Lunchtime was even worse, Arthur was nowhere to be seen so she started to eat alone. She hated being alone, being left alone with her own thoughts and fears. She wasn't concerned about her father disappearing, he did it all the time but it was the condition that he often came back in afterwards. She tried not to think about it but at the same time she had to.
She tried to zone out, trying to stay in her own world but at the same time escape the darkness. As she did a group of kids walked over to her table. They were the same age as Carrie and only around thirteen at the time but as they approached, acting like they owned the world.
"Hey Carrie…" Billy Nolan said, one of the school bullies said as he walked up to her, leaning onto the table and pushing her lunch tray to the side.
"Go away." Carrie whispered but he leaned in closer.
"No...I want you. " Billy said.
"Back off man." Arthur said as he ran over, pushing Billy away from Carrie. They glared at each other for a moment, trying to be tougher than the other. Arthur wasn't a tough kid, he was skinny but had some strength whereas Billy was a lump of a kid.
"Or what Arthur?" Billy asked as he pushed Arthur back. Arthur, in a fit of rage picked up Carries lunch tray and smacked Billy with it.
Billy looked at Arthur and checked his nose, he was bleeding. The school suddenly surrounded the two as Carrie backed off in fear. Billy ran towards Arthur and punched him but Arthur kicked his shin and punched Billy in the jaw. The two exchanged fists for a few more moments until Arthur looked to his side, noticing the fear on Carrie's face, this moment of distraction he got smacked and fell to the floor. Just before he could get back up, Rita Desjardin ran in with several other teachers and broke it up.
Later that day Carrie was round Arthur's, he was sent home early after the fight and had a black eye. He kept some ice on it but it ached, he was just happy that he managed to land in a few hits.
"...Why?" Carrie asked as she took the ice and dabbed it onto his eye.
"Nolan always gives you trouble and you're not going to do it are you." Arthur explained, trying to justify his actions but Carrie wasn't interested.
"...Just be careful." Carrie said. She didn't like what she saw, she didn't want to say it but when he was fighting, he looked like he enjoyed it.
"I'm always careful but when you're involved, I'll break out of hell to get you back." Arthur said. He saw on Carrie's face that she was a little offended by talking about hell, something which her mother gave her but she couldn't help feel a little taken away by that.
"Let's hope you don't end up there." Carrie said as she kept her eyes away from him, embarrassed by his comment which made her blush. He stared at her, thinking and embracing his impulsive side, he leaned in for the kiss and for those brief moments Carries life felt good.
X
Lucy and Jess were walking around the ruins of the old campsite, there wasn't much left from it but it was better than being in the town. Lucy was taking photos of the wreckage on her phone and trying to think of things to write about it, Jess just watched the sunrise.
"So..Your friend was killed in the Black Prom?" Jess asked, still staring at the sunrise.
"Not in the prom...We went out to investigate it and she...Died." Lucy explained, it wasn't easy to think about something like that.
"Do you hate her? Because of it?" Jess asked.
"Carrie...I'm not sure, she was….She had all that power and didn't know what to do with it." Lucy explained.
"She was a child, no teenager knows how to control themselves….I need you to tell the true story of my family, I need you to show them what we really were." Jess corrected, Lucy knew this but it was always hard to think of Carrie that way no matter how much you tried. It's like trying to imagine a killer as a child...It's to difficult.
"And what was that?" Lucy asked.
"We were children." Jess said as she got up and looked at Lucy, you could see that they needed to trust each other, one more than the other.
"I'll make sure everyone knows...I promise." Lucy said. Jess looked at her and hugged her.
"Then let's go meet the relatives." Jess said as she pulled back.
"...What?" Lucy asked in shock.
X
Ralph was sat in the canteen cabin, he devoured a plate of bacon and eggs that Jess had made for him to 'apologise' for shooting him with an arrow. Jess walked into the room and sat down opposite him.
"...I need your help." Jess said as she started to sip on Ralphs coffee which he wasn't happy about.
"You have a funny way of asking it." Ralph replied as he took the mug back from her.
"Do you remember Tristan?" Jess asked.
"...I haven't seen him since he disappeared." Ralph said. He remembered Tristan, the young boy who grew up with him in the very place they were sat, one of the few people who followed him out and the one who suffered the most because of it.
"He's back and he's...He's changed." Jess explained.
"Changed?" Ralph asked. He had known him his entire life, he was always a good person and that was it, he helped people for the sake of helping and took joy in it, nothing else but joy.
"He's going to hurt people Ralph, we need to help him before he hurts more people." Jess explained. This didn't sound right to Ralph, he didn't want to believe it.
"Like you hit me with an arrow?" Ralph asked out of bitterness.
"Ralph, I thought you were him...He's going around killing us, he's coming for me and he's coming for you and your family...Please." Jess explained. Ralph didn't want to trust her, he didn't want to believe her but he knew he was going to have to.
X
Lucy and Jess had spent at least an hour driving to a small house on the edge of Maine, it was hidden in the forest but the house made up for it. Lucy saw it as a mansion compared to the small house she normally lived in. Jess pulled up infront of the house, a little afraid to go in but she eventually got out and Lucy followed, more nervous than excited.
The house seemed really new, it was at least three floors high and a lot of the walls had been replaced by windows. There was an old sports car by the garage and as Jess walked inside, Lucy looked around the house. She stepped into the living room where the whole thing was white and had a few bits of furniture but nothing amazing. She walked inside and looked on the wall that was covered in photos of the Whites. Lucy looked at one of the photos on the wall, it was of Ralph and Carrie at a BBQ, Carrie was being hugged by an older man, a little younger than Ralph though. He was well built and had short blonde hair, his face was losing its tan and looked like he had been hit a few times when he was younger.
"Hi, I'm Carrie." Carrie said as she walked into the room.
Well I hope you enjoyed so please review. Who is Tristan? What did you think? And what do you think should happen next? But...Carrie is alive? And what kind of state will she and Arthur be in? Please let me know your thoughts and until next time, have fun.