Contest Of Fame Chapter 5, a Vampires + Supernaturalist Crossover fanfic

Chapter 5

Confusion, Screams Of Pain, And A Nightmare Come True.

My head hurts, my ears are ringing, my senses are utterly screwed and I feel like I have been hit by a truck. The last thing I recall is I was bowing after my turn on stage. I can't remember the crowd's reaction; I can't even remember how I got off stage...

Slowly I open my eyes and frown. It wasn't light but everything was a purple/red and looked wet. I couldn't feel my leg and I looked down to make sure it's still there. A small sigh escapes me as I see it is and slowly I begin to sit up. What the hell had happened?

'You passed out, Ivy... The crowed was going wild; you walked off the stage and then passed out walking down the stairs. Are you okay? Is everything still working?'

I nod my head and blink a few times. Purple/red liquid was the only thing I could see. "What...happened...?"

As I was about to look at the ground I felt firm familiar hands cover my eyes and a husky voice that truly belonged to Fred in my ear. "I don't think you should look around...more so down...There was a little fight between a stranger and James from 'God's Saints' . I have no idea what happened in here but it's not pretty. How about... since you passed out we make a quick run to Maccas while we wait for the results?"

"Okay, but only because I'm really hungry and can go for a Big Mac with a Half and Half Frozen Drink!" I couldn't help but frown as a chuckle came from Fred. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing...You eat like a horse but don't gain weight and I know you don't throw it all up."

A dark grin crosses my face before I place the puppy dog face on. "Oh..You find my hunger funny!?"

"No, no! Ivy, that's not what I meant!" Fred sounds frantic to explain and I couldn't help but slip up and laugh. "Hey, that's not nice!"

"I know but since I can't see it's revenge for me." I can't help the small giggles that escape me and the grin that's on my face.

"Miss Johnson, God's Saints, Pink Pumps, Miss Sage, Mr Thomson, and Devil's Army. Results are in. Please make your way to the stage and smile for the cameras!" I laughed as I heard loud sighs from everywhere and smiled brightly as Fred lead me out of the room.

Or at least I was, until I started stressing over the results. "Fred, what if I fail? What if I don't win!?"

"That's impossible, you have the voice of Angels, plural intended. There's no way you can lose! However, if there is a chance of it then you can always try again next year, they always bring back the ones with a super power voice like your own."

I look up at Fred in shock, sure I never heard him say that and it was touching but... If I didn't make this contest, I doubted I could make any.

We made our way on stage with everyone else and I was glad to see Scott and Amy waiting for us. They looked slightly mussed; Amy's hair was a little frizzy and she was blushing brightly. Scott wasn't as bad, though you could see he had gotten up to something. And both were holding hands too.. What had gone on that I missed?!

Fred must have noticed both of them holding hands because his body tensed up for a few minutes. He was just about to say something when Scott spoke up. "Hey, come on. We don't want to be the last group on stage, right, sis?"

As I nod I look up at Fred, who lets out a soft sigh and a nod of his own. Leaving Amy t the stairs to the stage we make our way up and stood beside 'God's Saints'. We had to stand up there for over an hour thanks to James and one of the girls from 'Pink Pumps'. I think her name was something like Cassandra or Juliet.. I don't, something elegant that made me want to be sick.

When they both decided to show up it looked like James had fucked whatever-her-name-was brain out, although that probably wouldn't be hard since she was an idiot anyway. Most of those on stage couldn't help but snicker at the look of disapproval that McGrey gave them. Obviously, My friends and I weren't the only ones who didn't like him; he looked like a zombie that had been tied to a chair and made to look like a cloud with bright red lips and blue eye shadow that went well past his eyebrows. His makeup artist needed to learn a thing or two because I think I might be sick right on the stage.

"Results are in! However, first I'd like to thank these talented people for coming to 'Angel's Voice Mid Fly'! You all are so talented and those that don't get through and become the new stars of the world, we invite you to come up again next year! But please keep in mind that sometimes there is no winner at all! It all comes down to how well you preformed for the judges!" McGrey's voice was raspy and sounded like he had swallowed a toad. Was he sick or something?

A elegant women in a red sequin dress that exposed most of her back, a v dip that exposed most of her cleavage and a split that ran up to her hip showing the elastic to her crimson G-string. Honestly, I would say she was hot if the dress wasn't sitting at her upper thigh. I don't care who she is, I had a feeling she would want 'Pink Pumps' to win.

"I shall be telling you the results we have come to. This is the first time in years that we have come to a tie." It seemed like forever as she looked us all over and spoke again. "The winners of 'Angel's Voice Mid Fly' is... Miss Sage and God's Saints!"

Shouts and screams of joy came from 'God's Saints' but the girl, Miss Sage, remand quiet. She looked sort of like a ghost. Her skin pale, her hair seemed to float around her like you plain white dress, she didn't have shoes on and her eyes her a creamy white. It was quiet odd but she looked stunning and beautiful.

I stared at the ground, tears threatening to show themselves. Slowly I turned and walked off stage, knowing Scott and Fred would follow me. Amy looked at me when I stepped of the stairs. Her eyes were watery and she touched my shoulder as I walked past. I want to go home...My heart hurts, my soul feels broken and my mind is nowhere.

The tears that had threatened to show themselves slowly vanished, leaving my eyes dull and empty. only to come back when Fred, Amy and Scott hugged my tightly. I cried hard and didn't care who saw. I tried hard and did my best, so why hadn't I won?

I felt a hand on my shoulder and it felt unfamiliar. "You lacked some emotion. When we heard how you did in singing and dancing contest, we were pleased. They said it was like you glowed, that you were an Angel of music and beat. On that stage, you seemed to force your body to dance, we could tell, no matter how well you knew the moves and it came to you easy, you were struggling with your leg movement and because of that your voice was thrown of every now and then. Not enough to fully notice, which is why we are already getting complaint calls in, but enough to have a professional notice." I rubbed my eyes and looked up slowly, now noticing that the person who was talking to me was Jason Craig, best singer and dancer ever! May I also say, damn fucking hot! He was defiantly could make anyone have wet dreams or drool over him.

A small whimper escaped me and I stared at the ground. If he had noticed something that even I hadn't, then there would be a chance that I can never sing and dance at the same time again. My leg was utterly fucked. Two of the things I enjoyed most, especially together, were slowly being taken away. First dancing... will singing be next?

Probably sensing my loss of mental strength Jason moved his hand from my shoulder to my head and began to ruffle my hair. "I'd like to give you a chance, I'm sure if you ask God's Saints for a helping push they would, after I talk with them of course. Also, if you keep dancing with the leg it'll either snap again or strengthen up, take a chance and see what happens, okay?"

I peek up at him and nod just before he leaves, however inside I'm confused and hurt. Arms wrapped around my shoulders and when I looked over my shoulder I stare in horror. Amy and Scott are helping Fred of the ground, his right eye black with a bruised big enough to fit a fist, Toby's fist. I have no idea when or how they got here but it wasn't pretty.

Shifting around in the arms I see that Kyle is the one holding me, his arms getting tighter and tighter, threatening to chock me as they get closer and closer. Amy stayed behind Fred and Scott until Fred lunge at Kyle, only to be deflected by Claire and her famous heel-to-rib kick.

Toby was standing next to Claire, cracking his knuckles and getting ready until footsteps interrupted his plans. Struggling to turn I catch a glimpse of the last person I thought I'd see, James. There was chaos until a knife was flicked at Kyle. He caught it out of thin air, releasing me and giving me a chance to run for it. I'm so close until my hair is grabbed and pulled hard enough to make me fall. A screech of pain ran through me and out of my parted lips. I thought my scalp was being ripped right off my head.

Silence followed as I clawed at the muscular hand, my back arching with pain as a deep laugh rolls through the place. I caught sight of who had me and whimpered when I saw my father.

"Who the fuck are these guys!?" James looked from me to everyone else and just as Amy was going to say something, Claire butted in.

"Why, we Ivy and Scott's family. Oh, and you, Ivy, are in big trouble. Not telling us you entered a contest and not telling us where you were." Claire tasked as father's grip tightened, causing another screech to leave me. "You shouldn't have done that, dear sister."

Next I know I'm being dragged by my hair with Kyle, Toby and Claire skipping ahead of father. I clutched at father's wrist and struggled to pull myself closer to his hand so less pain was caused. I watched as Amy buried her face in Scott's chest while he just looked on in horror. Fred's hands were curled into tight fists as a look of anger and sadness took place on his face. James looked in shock but I know he would be pissed soon enough. I hadn't noticed until then but the rest of his band were standing a little way off watching in awe. Before I was dragged out the metal door with exit on it, I caught sight of Jason. His face was a shocked sadness and he went to help but stopped when I shook my head slightly. I didn't want any else hurt.

It was a few hours that I had to be trapped in the car with them, though knowing the worse was to come I dealt with it. And I had, until they dragged me out of the car.

I was now chained to the wall in the 'storage' room, or the spare room in which I had taken my first beating. My body ached from the brutal hits it had taken when I was dragged through the house into here but overall, my head hurt and I was worried about it.

Not able to take anymore of the silence due to the fact that nobody but I was here, I closed my eyes and thought of happier times.

"Ivy! Come outside and play in the garden with us! Fred needs help planting the posies and I'm trying to stop Amy from planting the weeds!" Laughter rung up after that and I ran to the gap in the fence. I didn't know how but Mary Ann had always sensed my presence, even when I didn't want her to.

Skipping over to Fred, I pat him on the head. "Silly, Freddie, you're planting them wrong. Do it like this!" Gently I placed the small flower into the hole. After that I got my hands really dirty by burying one hand with the plant to hold it in place until I put more soil around it. "See?"

"Thank you, Ivy." I felt a hand on my head and looked up to see Fred, a look of wonder one his face. It was then that I felt happy.

Or so I thought.

I open my eyes fast not wanting to think of what had happened next. I had good and happy memories, but all of them had been ruined in some way.

My head snaps up and to the right as the door slowly begins to open, causing a jolt of pain to run down my neck. It's time, I'm going to be in severe pain and there's nothing I can do without a fighting chance and even then I'm weak, unable to find a reason to fight back that'll hold.

My body jerks with surprise when Kyle walks in, normally he is with Claire, not now though. "You must have questions...and since I'm tired of the game they play I'll answer. However, I have a condition." Kyle looks me died in the eyes, his murky blonde/brown hair covers his face as it falls past his shoulders. He wasn't wearing his trademark bandana today, which was odd. "I can't deal with watching or living with them anymore. I have no life of my own and I'm tired of seeing blood. Ivy, take me to Scott and get me out of here!"

I look away, unable to look at my older brother with the answer he wants. There's no way I can help him, not after the pain he's caused me...but he's my brother...

Child, my dear child. I am unable to help you on this one...You've always loved your family even when they haven't you, but you have also hated them for what they have done. I didn't see this one coming, great angel, and even if I did, I believe it's your choice, not mine. The future is always different from just one step forward.

Closing my eyes, I listen to Mary Ann's words again, until some triggers a thought. One step forward means two steps back, but nothing happens without going forward or backward, sometimes even both; I know that much. Thinking through it now, I wanted to step backward, but I'm not sure that was the right thing to do.

"Listen, you probably need to think, Ivy. Call me when you're in need and say you agree. Understand?" Kyle was gone before I could reply, and I was left in the loneliness and horror of my emotions.

It wasn't even five minutes before the door swung open, banging against the wall. Toby and my father walked into the room, closing the door behind them. Toby had a smug look on his face while my father was smirking. This wasn't going to be fun. Where was mother and Claire?

"Still hoping mum will save you? Oh and Claire to? Get it through your tiny worthless brain! They disdain you! Hate your very existence! They don't want you in their lives and wish you were never born or drowned at birth. You shouldn't even be alive." Toby glares at me while my father slowly undoes his belt.

Fear and horror ran through my blood, filling my veins and holding my muscles in place. I open my mouth to scream but before a sound can pass my lips a gag is in my mouth. I feel like a pig, place on a platter with an apple in its mouth in front of tigers.

The belt was folded so the ends were together and the next I know I'm being belted into. Small whimpers of pain escape past the gag and my eyes water with the pain. My fear and horror grows as both males start to undo their pants. Kyle's words come back to me and I try to screech around the gag, try to tell him I agree, but it's muffled and I doubt he could hear me.

I force my head up and look at the ceiling as tears run their track down my cheeks. Small whimpers start rising their heads again, making father and Toby laugh darkly. I feel big hands crawler over my flesh, ripping at my clothes and scratching my skin, causing me to let out a muffled screech.

I jerk when one of them dig their nails so deep into my hips that I can feel it against my bones. Suddenly the door slams open and five wolves lunge into the room and at my brother and father. I squeeze my eyes shut, sure I've gone crazy though with the howling, growling and screams of pain, I'm not so sure. My nightmares were coming to life and I know any minute now I was going to be the one screaming.

A howl so loud I wanted to scream in fear sounded through the room, making me tremble and my mind blur. I squeezed my eyes closed as another howl sounds closer to me followed by growling and snarling. My body went limp and my vision was swimming when I opened them, seeing Kyle in the middle of the wolves, naked and walking toward me covered in blood. I didn't dare look at the ground and see what have become of father and Toby.

Blood slowly slides down his chest as Kyle walks closer to me, taking the gag off and lifting my head up so I look at his eyes. "You're agreeing, right?"

I nod slightly before my breathing picks up in panic as I catch a glimpse of a grey wolf with a black ear and bright crimson eyes coming closer to me, snarling loudly. The wolf from one of my nightmares flash through my eyes, the image of a wolf with crimson eyes lunging at me. No, not me, my throat.

Kyle was looking at me sorrowfully and didn't make a move to stop the wolf, in fact he stepped back and gave it room! A scream lodged itself in my throat as the crimson eyed wolf lunges, my body jerks slightly and my mind blackens, leaving me to float in the horror of my nightmares as I pass out.

Hello my beautiful followers!

I know; short chapter, I'M SORRY! I had writers block and that's all I got so far. It's going to be hard posting. Schools on again and there are a lot of things need to be done! Also I'm sorry for spelling mistakes!

*bounces around happily* I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Also since I'm insane (As said on my profile!) I talk to the characters in my head a lot (sometimes even aloud . .)! SO anyway I had a message from James.

He says:

If you think the last chapter was bad with my need for sexual attention and playing pretend so I think it's Ivy then you've seen nothing yet! This person *points to Magena* is evil and can be very perverted when needed!