Ginger Snaps IV
The Curse
Chapter two-Break Out
Dazed and confused Ginger stumbled around. Though she knew perfectly well what was going on, she needed a plan. A gurgle followed by a cough arose from the next room. In awe she ran for the stairs. She was going to get out no matter what. Even if it killed her, she would make it out. She ran out the blood stained bedroom. Trying frantically not to slip on the puddles and path's of blood, she slipped on what appeared to be Sam's dead body, and apparently the source of the cough and gurgle. But she had killed him the night before. Hadn't she? She recalled biting his neck and tasting the sweet blood. Oh how she wanted to lick him clean. Sexually she had no interest in him. But when it came to sweet juice and meat, he was a feast waiting to be gnawed on. But she couldn't, with damn near half of Bailey Downs outside her house she was wicked fucked. And a break out was in order. But how?
"Ginger..." Sam's weak voice echoed from beside her. He sat up slowly in a pathetic attempt to ease the pain. Ginger gave a smile. Disgusted with him, she spat the blood oozing from her mouth on his face.
"This is what you get for fucking around with her. And you're fucked if you think I'm gonna help you.", She said with an almost evil laugh.
"I...just...I wanted to help...", He said in an almost fading whisper.
She would have loved to continue this pathetic conversation, but she had to escape and find Bridgette. She had the sense Bridgette was long gone from Bailey Downs, and infected with the curse. How far could she have gotten? It had only been a couple hours. She had no clock near her to check the time. Maybe Jason had gotten her. She had infected him too. Beside her they're was a rustling as Sam brought himself up to his feet, leaning on the wall.
"Look at you...you can barely move." Ginger laughed, bringing herself up as well.
"...You're going after her, aren't you?" Sam said. Less than a minute ago he seems so weak and so pathetic. The infection was strong within him. Already he seemed 50 stronger.
"We made a pact. "Out by sixteen, or dead in this scene but--"
"together forever."Sam finished. "Bridgette told me all about it once. You really love her. Too much I'd say."
"Hey, fuck you! I'm not dealing with this shit right now. Any minute they're gonna bust the door open come down her and fuck us up. And I'm not going down like that. Not for you!" She screamed.
"Listen up dip shit! I care about her too. Not for fucking sex or drugs, but 'cause you both need fucking help. So the sooner you realize I'm not gonna take your precious B away from you, I can help you get out of here. I wanna help too! She told me you infected Jason. She said she cured him, but we cant be sure. So just shut up, and stop bitching, and we can get out of here...alive"
"Tch", she spurted. "You act like such a "cool" drug dealer. But your just a regular stuck up guy trying to get the girl. You can help, but when I find B, we help her, and we blow, leaving you behind. We're a pack. And your not included." She said calmly while walking away.
"Don't be a cunt." He whispered. As he followed her. "Now how the fuck do we get out of here?"
Ginger looked around the room for anything that could be of use. The walls were beginning to rust, and the memories of her sister's death projects began to stain the floor. All too many memories she had shared in this basement.
"By the way," Sam said. "You have better tits than I thought."
"You fucking pig." She yelled as she quickly darted to the bedroom to grab clothes, and some pictures her and B had taken. The suicide pictures were to be left for the cops. If anything it would be a usual way for the Fitzgerald sisters to say "Fuck you!" She darted back Sam and said,
"I have an idea."
She ran towards a rusty door slanted in a corner of the basement.
"This leads to the shed...but Trina's body is still in there..." She said in a shocked voice.
"Um, in the last four weeks, I have made road kill to a fucking lycanthrope, create fucking werewolf juice, had my arm broken, been damn near eaten a-fucking-live by you of all people, healed my wounds and broken arm, and now I'm about to become a fucking lycanthrope. A fucking dead body would be normal to me right now." Sam said to himself.
Ginger thrust open the door, dodging the lot of dirt slushing down, along with Trina's dead rotting body. Apparently the maggots had a feast on the rest of her fingers, and the side of her upper lip.
Sickingly the smell of her rotting corpse thrilled Ginger and Sam, and they embraced it as they climbed out of the basement, into the blinding darkness, and away from danger as all the cops waiting for them made they're way into the basement, oblivious to the teens escape. They were free. And finding Bridgette was their task.
They dashed towards the outskirts of Bailey Downs. Ginger now being fully in touch of her wolf side could smell Bridgette and ran toward the direction the urge was pulling her. Sam struggled to keep up. The infection was strong in him, but he hadn't changed yet. As they ran the both thought to themselves as to why Ginger was human and not a wolf. This was like a real infection, not movie shit. Sam quickly got an idea as to the reason why she had changed back. He got the feeling she had the same idea when she stopped to feel around her pants for signs of blood or a leak. Her first period was over. It was definatley much worse than what the nurse had told her.
"When did you get your period?" Sam asked.
"A month ago...the night I was bit..." She replied. Her face gave off a confused look to Sam's silence and awed face.
"Periods don't last a month...!" He yelled. "What the fuck?!..why didn't you tell anybody!?"
"I didn't fucking know, It was my first one! She yelled back.
He thought for a moment. This had to be the answer. He looked around, thinking of an explanation. Then it came to him.
"I get it now, your period became the cradle for your infection. That's why you changed back. Than maybe it's different for everyone...Maybe Jason's still out they're. Maybe...Bridgette's gonna...We gotta go!" Sam said.
Confused by his words Ginger followed, waiting for his explanation.
[ Hi Hi! This is the first of many artist notes that will be given by me, RoxasxNobody. But you can just call me Mark. Since the summary is limited I thought I'd talk to you hear. This fan fiction is of course fictional. There has been no reports of a fourth Ginger Snaps movie yet, and it's lights are looking dim. But we the fans of the movie need some closure. Are we really gonna let that bitch Ghost end our hero Bridgette. Hellz No! So I thought i'd make a fanfic of what I'd like to see happen. This is for hardcore Ginger Snaps fan as I expect you to have seen Ginger Snaps 1, and Ginger Snaps 2: Unleashed. If you haven't you NEED to. I will not constantly go over GS knowledge unless I need to, so please don't ask.
Now, you may be confused by this last scene. Well as you know, Ginger was infected by bite, and her transformation had to deal with some form of sexual urge, menstrual cycle, or hormone control. As for Jason, he was infected by sex, and it was like a disease for him. For Bridgette she was infected by blood fusion so fer it was like a mutation. So just so you know as of now, Jason has been cured with monkshood, and he will not be in this fanfic, so sorry Jason fans. Ginger's comes and goes...like a period, and for Bridgette..apparantley she'll have to be healed some other way...if shes healed at all. Stay tuned for the next edition. thanks for reading.
Mark