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Chapter 4: A new evil...
Psycho's POV:
Great. The one character I hated most had to be in this game! Why not Resident Evil or something? I would've liked to see the little wanker get shredded into bite-sized pieces. Those who agree, please raise your hand and throw a rapid weasel at Dennis. And if you disagree with me, I have a missile launcher here and I'm not afraid to use it. Kapeesh? I dunno whether or not I spelled that right...
"Psycho, look at what I found," I looked at Katie holding a book. It had a shimmering gold cover with velvety red letters. I took it and opened it to the page where the bookmark was.
"Entities and the Rooders.
It was long ago in the ancient times that evil beings known as "entities" attempted to rule the world with their immense dark power.
Sounds like Lord of the Rings kind of," I quipped. Katie thwacked me again.
"C'mon! I wanna see how this ends!" she pouted.
"Alright, alright!
They would have succeeded, but a small band of teenage girls known as "rooders" rebelled using sacred weapons gifted from God.
(Psycho and Katie put holy water on their fingers and cross themselves)
With these battlements, the rooders pushed back the entities, but they were not gone long...
Though most of their number had been wiped out, humans found a way to grant themselves the dark power of the Entitiy. Huh?"
"What?" Katie asked while looking over my shoulder.
"There's a part of the page missing. What do you think that means?" I asked while continuing to read.
"What else does it say?" she asked.
"Oh, it says-" I was about to finish and guess who busts in.
"Did you two find anything in there?" the red headed demon asked in that annoying voice of his. Katie nodded and snatched the book out of my hands.
"hey! I wasn't done with that!" I yelled. Katie ignored me and pointed to the section we were reading.
"Entity? What's an Entity? And the Rooders?" he asked. I just remembered something. The symbol I saw on the door when we first arrived, it appeared when we got the nice weaps!
"Oh my God! Katie, I know what's going on!" I said happily. Katie put the book back on the shelf and rubbed her head.
"What, and do you have to yell so loud?"
"Yes I do, and I discovered something about our weapons!"
"What?"
"You remember that symbol I keep seeing?"
"Yeah."
"And remeber when that thing appeared under our feet when we obliterated Sledgie from existence?"
"Yuh huh."
"And remember when you ate the last can of Spaghetti-O's at my house?"
"yep."
"(THWACK) I wanted that!"
"Ow!"
"What I'm trying to say is, I think there's a connection through all that stuff," I said while flipping through the book. Katie rubbed the bump on her head and looked at me strangely.
"What kind of connection?" she asked.
"I have no freaking idea," I muttered while sighing and putting the book up.
"Well, we won't find anything out by just standing here! Let's go!" Katie began running but tripped in the process. At least I'm not the only 'graceful' person here. We were about to go out the door when Dennis stepped in front of us.
"Wait! Let me help you two," he said while shutting the door.
"And, why would we do that?" I asked while crossing my arms.
"He might be capable of helping us. Stop being mean Psycho!" Katie said. I looked at Dennis and then at Katie.
"Just out of curiosity, how do you think he will be able to assist us? Hmm?" Booyah, I think I'm winning.
"He could help us search for information on the symbols and stuff. Please can he help? Can he? Can he? Huh huh huh? Pllllleeeeeeaaaaasssseeee?" Katie begged. Dennis nodded vigorously and I unfortunately, lost the battle. Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have bought this game.
"Fine, the wanker can check upstairs and we'll-"
"My Denny is not a wanker!" Katie yelled while hitting me with a dictionary.
"Fine, the little bugger can-"
WHACK!
"CUT THAT OUT! Dennis can check upstairs, we'll check down, happy?" I said while resisting the urge to grab a nearby chair and hit them with it. Katie nodded and shoved Dennis out the door. Why me? at least he's gone until... Whoops, almost gave away some spoilers! I sat down in the spinny chair and spun around for a little while, thinking to myself.
Okay, the blue symbold and gold must have something in common, but what? I sighed and put my feet down. There was a light crunching noise, and I bent over to discover a note.
"'The keys of time lie behind you'?" I turned around. There was a window, but I see no keys. The grandpa either had very bad eyesight, or I'm facing the wrong way. Katie looked at the portrait and straightened it, but it fell off.
"Katie!"
"Sorry!"
"No, I mean you found the keys!" I siad while grabbing two small objects from the compartment behind the portrait. Katie looked at the broken picture.
"Do you think they have insurance to cover this?" she asked. I nodded and ran up to Nancy's room. I opened the door- tripping in the process- and walked over to the picture at the back.
"What are you doing now?" Katie asked while walking over to the broken clock with the winding keys.
"I dunno maybe- Ow!" I yelled as something fell on my head. I rubbed my sore scalp and picked up the object. It was the painting on the wall. I looked at where it once hung to find an identical painting. Whoah, they are insured!
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(looks up at spammer) Yeah, thanks. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted (glares upward), The paintings looked exactly the same, but there was something different, I just couldn't put my finger on it. Katie looked at both and took the second one off.
"What the? How many are there?" she asked while pulling them off again and again and again and again and again and-
Everyone: GET ON WITH IT!
Okay! Why's everyone yelling at me?
"What's with these pictures? Hey, here's a photo of Dante and Vergil," Katie said while holding one up.
"MINE!" I yelled. Yay! The sexy demons of my dreams! I ran out of the room with the painting laughing maniaclly. Mine! My demons! All mine! Mine you fools! Mwahahahahahahahaha- THWACK!
Katie's POV:
Oy vay, Psycho needs to go back to therapy. I whacked her over the head with one of the backup paintings and strolled back over to the never ending stream of paintings.
"Hm, there must be something doing this, but what?" Psycho sat up and shook her head.
"Who knows, I think they're trying to tell us something," she said while looking closely at the one hanging on the wall. She scratched her chin and stared long and hard. Hey, there's something different about the one on the wall... just what is it though?
(Jeapardy theme plays)
Hm, this certainly is a confusing dilema. Psycho finally sighed and said:
"Okay, I got nothin'."
"Me neither."
"There's something different, we just don't know what... My Dante!" Psycho tackled the painting, knocking the half with Vergil off. I know they're not insured for that painting. Folks, never travel with crazed fangirls. Unless you're one of them, then I guess that's okay. I stared at the painting again and Psycho looked up closely with 'her' Dante stuffed under her arm.
"Wait... I got it!" Yay! Psycho's finally getting something!... Yet I'm still confused.
"What? What do you get?"
"The woman in the painting! her dress is a different color from the one in the first painting!" X.X And I thought we were on to something. Siiiiigh, oh well.
"I don't think that's it, try again," I grabbed the computer and logged on the website for this game. Darn, no walkthroughs. We're screwed. Psycho once again looked hard and finally, her eyes went wide.
"Something's wrong here Katie..."
"I know, we're idiots. Grr! Is there not one site with a CT3 walkthrough?"
"Yeah, gamespot, and I mean something's really wrong. Normally I would know what to do, but I can't remember a thing! I don't even know who the next bad guy is!" she said in a panicked voice. I looked up. She was right. Psycho was the expert here, but now her brain was... mush.
"What do you think it means?" I asked while shutting down the cpu.
"I dunno. But I found what was different!"
"What?"
"The woman in that picture is uglier than the one in the first!"
"X.X"
"Katie? You okay? Heeelllllloooooooo?"
"Psycho, look again." She did and finally, I saw a lightbulb above her head. Psycho grabbed the winding keys and put them in two slots under the clock next to the painting. She looked back up at the picture and began turning the keys until she hit three o'clock. The clock hands spun around and around and around and around and around and around until finally stopping at twelve.
"Booyah! Who's the genius?"
"Not you. What's supposed to happen here?"
Psycho: o.o ya know, I have no clue...
Meanwhile, back at the ranch... I mean lab... (Quote borrowed from my history teacher)
Zoe's POV:
"So, what's going on here? Why can't they remember anything about this game?" I asked while eating the rest of the popcorn. Alyssa wheeled the doctor over to the screen (due to the fact that we broke his chair when we got excited over the defeat of Sledgehammer)
Alyssa: You were the one who was acting like a crazed football fan!
Was not! Ahem, and the doc scratched his chin and looked at me with concern in his eyes.
"This doesn't look good. Hold on," he pointed to the bookshelf and Alyssa pushed him over to it. Dr. Finklestein grabbed a thick book off of the shelf and opened to a page covered in heiroglyphics or something.
"What language is this?" Alyssa asked while looking over his shoulder.
"Heartless. Pity I can't read it." I tilted my head to the side curiously.
"Then how do you know what was in it?"
"A young man named Sora gave this to me. It told of something called the 'Oblivion Effect'."
"Oblivion Effect?" Alyssa and I both asked.
"Yes, it was said to have been used in a castle. The Oblivion Effect caused people's memories to slowly fade away. Sora's memories were recovered because they were replaced with fake ones, but some will never return to him, no matter how hard he tries to recover them. A person could forget their friends, where they are, and even who they are."
Alyssa and I gasped in shock. Forget who they are? What if that happens to them? They'd be even more lost and confused, and that's a road no one wants to go down.
"Is there any way to reverse it?" I asked. The doctor nodded.
"It's in this book, but I can't read it. We need a heartless," he sighed while adjusting his glasses. Great, where're we gonna find a heartless? Then it came to me.
"JIMMY!" I rushed out the door and came upon the sleeping heartless. He was still human, thankfully. That meant he could speak English. I wanted to wake him up right then, but he looked so cute and peaceful when he was sleeping... Siiiiiiiiiigggghhh... Ack! Come back to reality! Psycho and Katie need help!
"Jimmy! Wake up! Get up !" I hissed while shaking him.
"Whosa... Wha?" he muttered while looking at me closely.
"Oh, good morning miss Zoe," he said. He had a low, British accent (kind of like everyone else we've met) and was yawning loudly.
"Hi, um, we need you at the lab. It's inportant," I said. He stood up and brushed some hair out of his eyes.
"What seems to be the trouble? Is mistress Katie hurt?"
"She will be if you don't come with me!" That was all it took. He jumped off and sped towards the lab.
Jimmy burst in and looked around rapidly.
"Where's mistress?" he said while panting. DF and Alyssa looked over. Alyssa's eyes widened at the handsome heartless in front of her.
"Oh, heelllooo..." she said while looking him over. Apparently he went shopping while we were gone. He was now wearing a black t-shirt with the heartless symbol, baggy black jeans, and grey sneakers with red streaks on them. He didn't look too bad to tell the truth.
"Um, hello!" Jimmy said while looking around and rushing to the TV. His jaw dropped as he watched them talking and stuff.
"M-mistress and Psycho? What're they doing in there?"
"We switched places I'm afraid. That's where I should be and this is where they should be," she said while still keeping her eyes glued to Jimmy. The doctor crawled to Jimmy after Alyssa knocked him out of the wheelchair. Clumsy moron.
"James my boy, I need you to tell me how to reverse the 'Oblivion Effect'," the doctor said while handing Jimmy the book. He took it and closed it.
"Every heartless knows that. This potion has to be administered to the victims," he said while pulling out a bag of green vials and beakers.
"So how're we gonna give it to them?" I asked. The room went silent. Great, nobody knows.
Hamilton Lodge...
Psycho's POV:
Whoah! That is cool! When I got the clock to work, a secret door popped up outta the wall! This's just like one of those horror movies I've seen! Only I hope the ending comes out differently...
"Whoah, who would've thought?" Katie asked while walking through. I raised my hand and smiled while following her. The room was small, no doubt about that. It had red wallpaper and dark red carpeting, the walls were lined with research papers and crap, but what caught my eye the most was the patteren on the floor.
It resembled the odd symbol as well. What is up with this thing? It's popping up everywhere! What's next? I'm gonna grab a can of coke and it'll be on the label? This is really ticking me off! Can't any of the books or notes we've read so far mention something about it?
"Hey! Lookit this!" Katie yelled. I snapped out of my internal rant and looked at what she was holding. It was a book similar to the one in the grandpa's room. She opened it and read it aloud:
" Portal squares:
In order to activate the Portal Square, one must thoroughly douse it with Holy water. Then will teh rooder reach her destination. Well, let's give it a shot," she said before closing the book. I shook my holy water bottle and two doses spilled out onto the symbol. It glowed a brilliant golden color and white ripples of light spilled from it.
"Ooooh..." we said before walking onto it. In a bright wave of light, we vanished.
Lab...
Alyssa's POV:
"How do we give it to them?" How indeed? Everyone stood there until the doctor rode over to the portal machine.
"We can't transport it. My machine was damaged after the last escapade, but there is another way," he said.
"What? What's the other option?" Zoe asked while taking a step foward. The doctor had a look of concern on his face. I don't like how this is looking.
"I created this device a while ago. It puts someone into another dimension, but not physically."
"How is that possible?" Jimmy asked.
"Mental transportation. Genius," I said. The doctor nodded.
"What's that mean?" Zoe asked.
"It means that the person's body remains here, but their spirit goes in. It is higly risky though. Any pain or suffering felt there, becomes real here. And there's a possibility of them not coming back," I said grimly.
"Exactly. So, I'll need a volunteer," The doctor said while hooking it up.
"I know how to settle this," Zoe said.
Zoe: One... two... three! Not it!
Me: Not it!
Jimmy: Not i- Damn it!
"Jimmy! Watch your mouth!" Zoe said while whacking him.
"Excellent! Just stand here if you please," the doctor motioned to a platform behind him. Jimmy glared at us and stepped onto it.
"Just attach those wires to your head. One on each temple." Jimmy did as he was instructed. I stepped foward and made sure they were on firmly.
"Jimmy, you're going to feel a lot of pain when this happens. But if it works, you'll be at the lodge. Just try not to get hurt," I said while backing up. Jimmy took a deep breath and let it out.
"Okay, I'm ready," he said shakily.
"Bombs away!" Dr. Finklestein yelled as he flipped the switch. Jimmy's chest began heaving and his shoulders hunched over with pain. He trembled and bit his lip so hard a little stream of blood trickled down.His eyes went wide and he screamed in agony as he was pulled from his own body. I covered my mouth with my hands and tried not to scream. Zoe's eyes were wide and her mouth was hanging open in shock.
Jimmy finally stopped screaming and his eyes rolled up and closed as he fell to the ground in a heap.
"Jimmy!" Zoe yelled while running up to him. I watched in fear while Zoe lifted the top half of his body up.
"Say something Jimmy!" she yelled while shaking him. No use. His body hung limply in her grasp. The doctor wheeled over and smiled.
"It worked," he said.
"What do we do?" I asked. I looked atJimmy's face. His mouth was opened slightly and his eyes were halfway open. Anyone who walked in would've assumed it was a dead body, but thankfully it wasn't.
"Set him on that couch. Nothing to do but wait," he said while going to the screen. Zoe and I picked Jimmy up and gently put him on the couch. He moaned and turned his head a little. His eyes were lifeless and his breathing becoming slower and slower. After one final gasp, he went completely limp.
"Oh my... Is he... he..." The doctor nodded.
"But only for a while. This is part of the process. He'll be fine once his task is completed," he said while removing the wires from Jimmy's head. Zoe stretched her arms and looked at the doctor.
"What now?"
"We wait."
"I'll get the hot wings."
"Righto."
"Can I get some horse raddish with mine?"
Stage 2: London 1963: Ghost town...
Psycho's POV:
"Yeesh, I think we're in Pittsburg," was the first thing I said when I saw where we were. It was a town, and it was raining, there was garbage everywhere, a trashcan with a body in it, and- wait, body? Aaah!
"Psycho! Calm down!" Katie yelled while prying me off of her.
"There's a body in the garbage!" I squeaked. Katie looked and scraemed.
"OMG! It's dead!" she cried before jumping on me. We both stared and screamed like little girls (We are not little girls for your information! We're 13 and 14! Nyah! Xp). After about an hour of screaming, a ghost popped up. Great, more spirits of the undead! We simply walked right through the ghost and into an old house.
"Whoah... cleanup aisle 12!" Katie yelled. There was blood smeared all over the walls, cans were scattered everywhere, and another body was in the window.
...Aaaaaaaaaaah! That's just nasty! katie and I walked down the hall (with me tripping over seven cans and Katie tripping over a disembodied arm still nasty) until we heard a noise that sounded something like a bell ringing.
"Katie, I think we have company!" I hissed while my eyes darted all over the room.
"Yay! I love company! Am I dressed nicely enough?" X.X
"Not that kind of company! Bad company!" Katie nodded and pulled out a club.
"Um, what are you doing?"
"Getting rid of the bad company! Here bad company bad company! Here boy!" Seeing that there was a can of Surge next to her feet, my question was answered: What the heck is wrong with her now?
I saw at the end of the hall, a man was coming towards us. I couldn't tell what was on his face until he got close enough. It was blood. I pulled Katie out of the way and hid behind an old clock at the end of the hallway. The man didn't seem to notice us at first.
Katie walked past him silently and shuffled to the end of the hall. I was about to do the same, but the dude cornered me against the wall and the clock. Crap, I'm dead now!
"Who are you?" he asked. He was looking right above me. It was like he couldn't see me or something. I waved my hand in front of his eyes. No response. He was blind.
"What are you doing here?" he asked. What was I supposed to say? 'Hi! we're from the real world and we followed a sexy guy with a hammer through a portal, can you tell us how to get home please?' I don't think that would work!
"Answer me!" he yelled and kneed me in the stomach! Hey! We don't need to resort to violence! He whacked me again, but harder. What is this guy's problem! The stupid bleep needs to watch what he's hitting! Owwww!
"What's that? What's that? What's going on?" he yelled while scrambling around. Um, you're attacking a thirteen year old with a cane. That's what. He sat with his head hanging low.
"Mother... Say something... Say anything... Mother!" he muttered while continuing to tap. This place is screwed up. I looked at him and he disappeared.
"Whoah..."
Katie's POV:
Ow ow ow ow ow! Dangit! Psycho lady having a breakdown! Ow! Help! Killer tea kettles! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
All I did was walk in on an old lady doing laundry or something!
"Albert is that you?" she asked. I personally don't think I look like an Albert. I look more like a Kaitlin in my case. Oh wait, I am a Kaitlin. Never mind. She turned and looked at me, but screamed and I was lifted off of my feet.
"Aaah!" I squealed. I was thrown around the room with chairs and stuff. I hit the wall a few times before finally getting out the door. It was all bang bang bang! And clanky clank! And a bunch of other noises! I got up and tried to open the door, but something was holding it shut. Probably the crazy hag.
Psycho walked up to me and was constantly checking over her shoulder like something was chasing her. I hope nothing's chasing us again... She saw the door behind me shaking and tried to open it too.
"What's behind here?" she asked.
"A crazy old lady with serious problems," I answered. She nodded and muttered 'O.k.'.
"So whadda we do?" I asked. She shrugged and walked back outside with her hands stuffed in her pockets. It had stopped raining, but the water on the ground was ankle deep, making it hard to walk in. Aw man! I just got these shoes! Now they're all wet! Waaaaaaah!
"Be quiet! My shoes are getting wet too!" she yelled. Touche. But I still have the urge to whine!
Jimmy's POV:
Where am I? Am I dead? I was already dead, so dumb question. I remember being in the lab last...
"Mistress Katie? Are you here?" I yelled while sitting up! It was raining where I was, that's all I could make out. My vision was a little blurry, but I could see my hands... sorta...
"I'm see-through!" I yelled! What's happening to me? I can see right through my own hands! Istood up and walked around a bit. I found I could still hold onto stuff, thankfully. I quickly checked the potions. They were in full color. Another good sign.
"Jimmy?"
I turned around to see Katie and Psycho walking out of an alley.
"Mistress!" I was about to ask what was going on, but I remembered what I had to do. I quickly dropped the potions and a key fell out as well. Huh? I don't remember packing that. Oh well, maybe it'll help them. I walked away through a wall. Another freaky discovery. Now I guess I just wait for the doctor to pull me out and put me back in my body.
Psycho's POV:
What was that all about? One minutesome guywas there, next minute he was... not there! It feels like I know him from somewhere... I just can't remember.
Why do I feel like the very fabric of my brain is collapsing and the memories of all I know are slowly fading into a black abyss? Why is it that I feel as though I amforgetting the faces and names of familiar things at an alarmingly fast rate? Must be the Taco Bell I had before I came here. Buuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrpppppp! 'scuse me!
"Eeew! Psycho! That was disgusting!"
"No Katie, that was $17.00 worth of taco grandes and cokes!" I said proudly. What? I'm proud of the strength of my 'whatever-makes-me-burp' organ!
"Anyway, what's that by your foot?" Katie asked while pointing to something that was, indeed, next to my foot. I picked up two bottles with a green liquid inside and a small key. The key had anodd design on the handle. I would find out about it, but I'm tired of funky symbols.
"It looks like soda. Maybe it's apple flavored," Mmmmmm... Sour green apple soda... There was a note attached to the bottle that said, and I quote: Ifff yew wont to kepe yore memries, dreenk thiss. ZoahvjdAlyss.
The rain kinda smudged the ink together. Looks like my homework when I didn't get any sleep the night before. That's not pretty folks.Yet I somehow always get a B or an A minus. Go me.
"Keep our memories? What's that mean?"
"These guys need spelling lessons?"
"Well, yeah, but other than that, I think this'll help you remember the plotline to this game!" Now we're gettin' somewhere!
"What're we waitin' for then?" I yelled while chugging the bottle. My mind went all staticky for awhile.
"Psycho? Helllooooo? Earth to Psycho?" Katie said while waving a hand in front of my face. I snapped back and looked at the key again.
"Wow! I can't remember anything! Where are we?"
Jimmy: Eep! Wrong potions! (quickly swaps them)
"Okay, let's try this again..." Katie said before pouring something else down my throat and hers. Yay! I know what we're doing! Not really, but I know what I did last summer! Not a pretty sight!
"That was awkward. Wanna go back to the lodge?"
"Sure."
Katie and I stepped back on the square and teleported back to the lodge.
"Whadda we do now?" I asked. Katie stopped and put on a serious face.
"There's only one thing to do at a time like this..."
"What?"
"ASK THE POPE!"
"Pardon?" Katie took off towards the kitchen and opened the fridge. What was inside was what made me wanna shoot myself and belive my friend was one of the body snatchers.
"You keep the dead body of John Paul II in a fridge!" I yelled.
"I'm alive and well thank you very much!"
"Aaaah!" I jumped back in surprise.
"J-John Paul? What're you doing in a fridge, and why aren't you dead?" I asked. The elderly man cleared his throat and threw some expired cream cheese out.
"The press got tired of me and decided to fake my death and hire a new leader to add drama to some unknown plotline of the Catholic church. I was against it at first, but I eventually gave in," he stated.
"Why?"
"He wanted more time in the fridge!" Katie said happily.This is why I'm a Christian. We don't have these sort of problems... that I know of...
"Well,Mr. Pope, we were wondering what we do now," Katie said. The 'expired' leader thought for a bit and munched on some tortilla chips.
"Eat more chicken!"he yelled before slamming the door.
"THE POPE HAS SPOKEN!" Katie yelled and attempted to swallow a live chicken.
"Oh boy, let's go back to the grandpa's room. I wanna check out that desk he has," I said while taking the poor chicken away from Katie.
(A suggested song for the following scene would be "Breeze" from the Silent Hill 3 soundtrack you can find it on newgrounds (search Silent hill), just add the moody or as close to moody as we can get theme)
We walked into the study and I unlocked the desk. Inside was some film, for what reason we'd need it I don't know, and a mask. I looked over at the wall and saw a hook with a circular outline.
"Let's give this a shot. KATIE PUT THE CHICKEN DOWN!" I yelled.
"But I must obey the pope!" she whined. I ignored her and put the mask on the hook. I felt something slide down and stepped back as the wall shot open.
"That's all this place is. Hidden doors and secrets," I muttered while walking into the room. What caught my eye was a beautifully carved golden box. it as well had the symbol on it. Geez, I'm getting a headache from seeing this symbol over and over again! I opened the box and found A stack of paper, it looked like research notes.
(Breeze goes here!)
July 17, 1979
The rooder who battle the Entities are scattered all over Europe and the United States (and some in Russia, but that's another story). We of the Hamilton family are also of rooder stock.
I walked out of the room and continued to read. Katie choked on the chicken and staggered over to me. I quickly ripped it out of her throat and handed her the papers.
In my naive youth, I did not believe any of it. I dismissed the existence of "rooders" and "entities" alike, preferring to believe that it was just an old wives' tale. I was wrong.
We walked over to a large couch and sat down while continuing to skim through.
Rooder blood is passed down to females. my wife Francesca was a rooder, and so is my daughter, Nancy. Rooder powers begin to develop in a girl's early teens, peaking at 15. Then their powers slowly begin to diminish, before disappearing at age twenty.
Young rooders spend their teen years fighting the subordinates and their masters, before marrying in their twenties to create the next generation of rooder. I am sad to give my beloved Nancy to another man, but it must be done.
"Hm, interesting... But we're not even close to fifteen," I said while looking up at Katie.
"Keep reading. Maybe it says something that can help us," Katie said while taking some of the papers away from me.
January 29, 1988
Another rooder has been born into the household! my first grandchild! I have chosen the name for her: Alyssa and blah blah blah! Nothing in here is helping!" I yelled, frustrated. Some help this old geezer was! Katie gave me 'one of those' looks, so I sighed and continued reading.
Let's just skip over the stuff about Alyssa.
Katie: Stop writing in italics! That's only for documents and stuff!
Me: I'll type in italics all I want! It's my fanfiction!
Katie: Yes, but it seems like you're writing a flashback or something! Go to normal font!
Me: Never! Lalalalalala... I'm writing in italics, even though Katie doesn't want me to... Lalalalalala...
Katie: SHUT UP AND READ THE STUPID NOTES! (head bursts into flames because of anger)
Me: Eep! Okay, okay!
No date:
In order for a rooder to defeat a subordinate, one must obtain a Sentimental item. Huh... The Watch...
Katie: Ahem!
Sorry, sorry! Once obtained, the rooder's powers are temporarily boosted, giving them the strength to summon the sacred weapons needed to defeat their attacker. Nifty! Okay, stop looking at me like that!
(Song ends, now play "End of Small Sanctuary")
"So that's where we got the bow and daggers," Katie said while flipping through some more before setting the notes down. I nodded.
"I guess to get out of here, we have to save Albert and Dorothy, ne?" I asked.
"Don't make me hurt you Psycho," Katie muttered before heading out the door. What'd I do this time?
Lab...
Alyssa's POV:
Well, here we are. Eating hot wings and horse radish while watching Katie and Psycho. Jimmy came back a little while ago, but a weird side effect made him sick from travelling between worlds. He was lying on the couch with a blanket pulled over his head. When I went to check on him earlier, his face was green and he was oozing mucus. Blegh! Not a nice image to picture!
"Fo, how cam ee see vem end vey cam'tt see uff?" Zoe asked with a mouth full of hot wings. Translation: So, how can we see them and they can't see us?
"Well, this is a magic invention called a television. You can see moving pictures and voiceovers!" I said sarcastically.
"Hahaha... Very funny. You were able to give that bottle to Katie, but how'd you do it?" she asked. It... never really came to me... I just felt like someone else was doing it for me...
"Freaky. What is this? The Exorcist or Clock Tower?" Zoe asked while munching on the wings of buffalo. How are these people reading the typing? Jimmy grumbled something and pulled the blankets off. He was looking less green, and his eyes were no longer red and puffy, but he still didn't look very well.
"What was that?" I asked.
"You didn't... give the holy... water to mis... stress... A heartless... did... She used your... body to do it..." he said before clutching his stomach and vomiting into a bucket. Poor dear, he must feel... Wait? Heartless? A heartless possessed me? Why? I didn't feel like I was possessed... "She"?
Ghost Town...
Katie's POV:
Here we are again. In the town that so greatly resembles a dump. Psycho says she thinks what she needs to do with the film, so we went back into the house.
"Where are we going?" I asked while running to keep up with her. I think she finally remembers what we're doing!
"There's a ghost in here somewhere who needs this!" she sped up and burst through the kitchen door. I guess we won't need the key then...
As soon as we walked in, a body dropped from the ceiling. That's a great way to greet someone, ain't it?
"Eeep!" Psycho and I yelled. It was badly burnt all over, like it had been meltted or something. Psycho placed the film next to the body and the ghost from outside appeared in front of us. In a wave of white light, it vanished. In its place was some newspaper clippings and stuff.
"Hey, lookit this," Psycho picked up some photos and a note. I couldn't read the note, half of it was burned off. But the photo was of someone stuffing a woman into a dumpster. It must've been a photo from a crime scene!
"What kind of bone headed moron takes pictures at a crime scene and stays to watch? I'm guessing this guy wasn't a fast runner," Psycho said while kicking the body. I have to agree with her. It is pretty stupid to watch a crime scene like a primetime movie!
Psycho walked back out and leaned on a door near where Dorothy was.
"Well, now what do we- Wah!" The door fell from behind Psycho and she fell with it... Unfortunately... It fell fowards. Ooh, that's gotta hurt!
"Ow... My leg..." Psycho said while rubbing her cranium.
"Um, Psy?"
"Yeah?"
"That's your head."
"Oh. I hope I didn't brain my damage," Psycho muttered while trying to lift the door off of her. After she did that, we looked out the door and saw it was the back yard. And a very ucky back yard to be exact!
"Up there!" Psycho pointed to the top of the stairs and I saw a figure run through the door. Uh oh... Why do I sense another chase scene spproaching?
"Psycho wait!" Too late, she was already up the stairs.
"Come on Katie!" she yelled impatiently. Siiigh... I have a bad feeling about this...
We entered the room to find it empty. Hm, where'd that guy go? Oh well. Psycho looked around until she came to some developing photos hanging on the walls.
"Is that-" She was cut off by the sound of the door opening. We ducked behind some shelves and saw Dorothy walk in. She was surrounded by a hazy gray mist.
"Albert? Are you here? Albert?"
"Mother! What are you doing? I told you you shouldn't run around outside by yourself!" A man came running in and was surrounded by the same aura. Creeeeeppppyyyy...
"I came to tell you that dinner's ready. And I told YOU that you don't need to be worried about me! Your old mother may have dicky eyes, but she's not on her last legs yet!" Dorothy took a seat next to Albert.
"You just concentrate on your work. Anyway, what is it you're making this time? Some new toy that'll have the local kids agog I'll bet!" she laughed. Albert grabbed something from the table behind him and put it around Dorothy's shoulders.
"Actually I've been busy making this," he said with pride.
"Albert, what is this?" Dorothy asked.
"Winter's coming and I don't want you catching cold. How is it? Warm enough?" he asked.
"It's lovely. So warm and soft. thank you, thank you so much," she said. Psycho and I looked at each other and smiled. This was the sort of scene that made you feel like your heart would fall out of your chest when you think about this and where they are now... sniffle...
But there's always something... or someone that will ruin a beatiful moment...
"Ahahahahaha!" A man with a gasmask burst down the door and walked towards Albert and Dorothy.
"That's enough playing happy families! You make me sick!" he laughed before spraying them with some sort of gas. Albert attacked the man... Wait... Is that... OMG! I think it is!
Psycho: Katie!
Me: Oh, sorry!
Anyway, the gasmak dude threw Albert across the room and draped Dorothy over his shoulder. GM (gasmak) dropped her into a large container and Albert began pounding him with his fist, swearing to high Heaven. Hm, never heard that word before...
"May you both be blinded! and search for each other in vain for all eternity!" GM laughed while pouring acid into the drum that Dorothy was in. GM grabbed Albert and slung him in there while laughing as their screams rang out.
He then turned to us... And I know who this guy is!
"Want to join them?" he asked, "I hear the acid's lovely!"
"OMG Justin Timberlake!"
"WTF?"
sorry for the long wait, I had a bad case of writer's block!