Hi everyone! Guess what? With the introduction of the Yu-Gi-Oh GX characters Hassleberry and Sartorious in season two, I've decided to completely change every chapter following chapter 8! (Everything up to that will be as I originally wrote it.)
Also: I've noticed a strong request for Jaden/Alexis. I like this. In fact, my pal Kerisu and I were discussing what we could do about a possible love triangle between Chazz, Alexis and Jaden (after all, it's already there, so why not milk it for all it's worth?)
To Primeval Eidolon Scar: One, be glad that I'm sticking with updating at all. There are a lot of awesome fics I've read on this site that just suddenly stopped being updated. Two, why did you put quotes around your comment? Did you actually, like, say that aloud or something?
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh or Silent Hill, or any other pop culture thingies that may appear in this comic.
Warnings: Slight OOC, Chazz with gun, Shell-Shocked Jaden, near-death experience for Bastion
Chapter 7
The footsteps of the six teenagers echoed eerily off the walls of the empty, curved hallway of the school.
It seemed that each of them had now all found their place in the group. Chazz, being the only one with a weapon, was decidedly at the front, in case something came rushing at them like last time. The spiky-haired teen was silently fuming over the fact that his favorite trench coat now had several dozen holes in it (though it did make it look cooler, he admitted). Atticus walked about a foot and a half behind him, now hanging on to Alexis for support since his legs shook with every step he took. He looked as though he was about to cry, and kept muttering that this was "all his fault". Alexis walked side-by-side with her brother (obviously), holding his hand and whispering supposedly calming things to him. Despite his current condition, Jaden seemed aware enough of his surroundings to not need Syrus holding on to him while he walked anymore. The boy was currently dragging the tips of his fingers along the boards on the windows, uncaring of the splinters that were getting loged in them. Syrus still stuck close to his aniki, shaking almost as bad as Atticus. Bastion, who was decidedly the one most able to defend himself without any weapons, was now playing the part of lookout approximately five feet behind Jaden and Syrus. That way, if something attacked from behind, he could warn the others and they could react quickly. He had originally been constantly checking over his shoulder, but then he finally decided to stop hurting his neck, and decided walking backwards would be simpler.
Aside from Alexis and Atticus' whispered conversation, there was no sound coming from anyone. Because of this, it was no surprise when the five teens behind Chazz nearly jumped out of their skin when he began speaking.
"Bastion," he called to the back. The aforementioned Ra student snapped his head around to the front where their "leader" had stopped next to a metal staircase.
"Y-y-yeah?" he responded, doing nothing to try and cover the stutter in his voice.
Chazz pointed at the stairs with his gun. "I want you to go up first."
"Why him?" Alexis asked. "You're the only one here who's armed," she added, eyeing his handgun warily.
Chazz followed her gaze down to the gun clenched in his right hand, his expression once again unreadable. "I just wanna see something…" he said faintly.
"But why—?" Bastion started.
"Just do it!" Chazz's sharp tone of voice echoed off the walls, as he pointed at the stairs with his free hand.
After a few moments passed, Bastion gulped and nodded sullenly, tugging slightly at the scarf that he still refused to take off. He put the tips of his fingers on the railing, and grimaced at the grimy feel of it as he began his ascent. Chazz watched every step with a scrutinizing look on his face, as Alexis, Atticus and Syrus exchanged looks of confusion.
At approximately the halfway point, the steps beneath Bastion's feet let out a loud groan, and the one he had just placed his foot on began to sag under his weight slightly.
"Umm, Chazz? Should I keep going?" Bastion called down, his voice once again at that comically high pitch. No one was laughing this time, though. He leaned forward a bit, trying to stay balanced in his rather awkward position as the step under his right foot groaned louder and bent some more.
Chazz let out a low hum before saying, "No, that's enough. You can come back down now."
Bastion sighed in relief as he started to turn around. The stairs let out one final, screeching sound and collapsed beneath him.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAAA! Will Bastion live? Or shall I make him perish? I did say in previous chapters that people would die. (It wouldn't be an American teen horror fic if nobody died, right?) But on the other hand, I may need him in my later modified chapters… hmm… What to do… What do you, my loyal readers, think will happen to our British friend? You can vote on it in your reviews!
Speaking of which… Is it just me, or have my original loyal fans completely abandoned me? I only got one review for Chapter 6, and I'm starting to feel unloved…
