Thanks to all my readers who like this story! Life's been tough, but i finally maanged to update! Here's a kinda short chapter 4. Sorry for the rush. Enjoy! Also, If you want to know what"Paredolia" means, look it up online. (It's also the name of a song, which is what this fic is based on. Look up the song on Youtube. The artist? Elena Siegman. The song's a little dark, but so are my stories!)
Paredolia. Chris ran the word over and over in his head. That was what it all was, right? Sam's hand squeezing the trigger. The heat of the barrel as the scream of death penetrated the damp air. It was as if Death himself had made that shot to kill. Most of the time, their blasters didn't do a shred of damage to Nossida. But this one shot put him down. Why had that happened? What made that shot different from all the other thousand? Was it her emotions? Was it the fact that she WANTED him to die? He remembered her hatred for the villain, but he never thought she could do something like that. When they finally returned to Earth, Chris darted home without much of a word. Cathy and Danny had sensed it had something to do with Nossida, but they were sure he was just nervous about the battle. They knew they were scared, too. Sam had also disappeared. She left for home too. This left Danny and especially Cathy with chilling thoughts. Was this mission so deadly, so important that they not fail, for two of their best and most level headed friends to act like that? Chris and Sam were known to be opportunists, always trying to find a logical or underhanded tactic in battle.
Cathy and Danny were about to part ways. The two had become very close, and this was a perfect time for one of them to make a move.
"What do you think happened with Sam and Chris?"
"I don't know. But I'm sure it had something to do with the fight."
"Oh. I thought it was something else."
"Nah. They'll be the same old best friends tomorrow. You'll see. We'll all laugh about it in the morning."
"Great! Goodnight, Danny-boy!" Cathy walked over and kissed Danny square on the cheek. The jock was stunned, but he still managed to utter "Goodnight Cath.." Before the blonde alien opened her door and walked into her house. Danny shook himself over the feeling, smiled wide, and walked home a happy teen…
"Sam… Why?" Chris looked at his ceiling. His friend would answer for her actions. He had already made up his mind. He would quit the MBC, end his friendship with Sam, and walk away from this nightmare that had become his life. Or, He could be what he always wanted to be... a Hero. He could turn this all around, forgive his friend, and continue on like nothing ever happened. Chris made a decision that night. A decision that would change his life for better or for worse. Grabbing a pen and paper, he turned on his desk lamp and started to write…. e was at a loss for words. This was't normal for him, as he'd always have his brain running and analyzing data, but this time, his gears seemed to just stop entirely.