Chapter 6 - Voices

DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: a horizontal line indicates a scene change.


I couldn't help myself and went to cry for fifteen seconds or so - the pain given to me by the gaping hole of where my left eye once was had prevented me from crying longer. It's a small miracle that I'd even managed to cry that long...

But I digress... and I apologize for that, dear reader. Allow me to correct my mistake by just carrying on with the story.

I dried the tears from my right eye, and then it dawned to me.
'I need to go there!' I thought 'Only then will I be able to save my Uncle!'
I then decided to get out of the bed, and went for the door. I immediately got bumped back into the room by the night nurse.

"You're not going anywhere!" she blared "Doctor's orders."

"I need to go!" I yelled at her "My... my family is in danger!"

"Huh! Yeah, right! How do you even know?!"

Those words angered me, but I didn't do anything. I turned around to head back onto the bed, but then a voice in my head spoke to me.

"She's in your way." the voice said. I recognized the voice. Presence. "Just push her aside. You know you can do it."

I shook my head at those words, trying to ignore Presence's voice.
The nurse approached me, a little more concerned now.
"Hey, are you okay?" she asked me. And then... everything went black again.


The moment I regained my vision, I noticed that I was now outside the hospital. Confused, I looked around to see what was going on inside. I noticed several medical staff members rushing to the room I was on. After that, the nurse was taken out of the room on a stretcher.

"She'll live." Presence told me in my head again "And she'll recover quickly. Now go. Save him."

I nodded nervously to those words, darting off into the direction of my Uncle and Aunt's house.
The reduced depth due to my lost eye did somewhat disorient me... but I still managed to arrive at the house.
But to this very day... I just wished I could have arrived sooner.

I walked into the house, calling out for "Aunt Anne? Uncle Bill? Dave? Anyone?" but got no response. They were probably all still sleeping.
I went upstairs to the Master Bedroom. I opened the door, and saw there was only one person in the bed...


A few hours earlier...

Uncle Bill and Aunt Anne were sitting in their couch, enjoying a good movie. Then, Uncle Bill's cellphone rang.

He reached for his cellphone, checked the number and sighed.
"It's the Chief. I have to take this." he told Aunt Anne, who just nodded reluctantly. He then answered the phone "Yes, Chief?"

"Teller, get your ass to the Station right now!" the voice on the other side of the phone blared "We're about to head out to bust those dealers!"

"Sir, with all due respect... do you even know what time it is?"

"I don't give a damn about the time! You just get here, or get FIRED! Ya hear me?!"

Uncle Bill sighed "Yes Sir..."

"You have 30 minutes." were the Chief's final words before hanging up the phone.

Uncle Bill sighed again, kissing Aunt Anne.
"Got work to do..."

Aunt Anne nodded to him "Be careful, please."

Uncle Bill nodded in reply, heading upstairs to get in his Policeman's uniform bearing the Captain's stripes. He then exited the house, and drove over to the Police Station.


You're probably wondering, dear reader, how I know all this... well... the answer will come soon. Very soon.


As soon as Uncle Bill entered the Station's doors, a small squad was already there, waiting for him.
However, he just went over to the Chief. Angrily, he slammed the Chief's desk.

The Chief looked up to Uncle Bill with the same rage "WHAT?!"

"My Nephew is in the hospital right now, recovering from having lost an eye... and you... you have the GALL to ask me in the middle of the night to go bust this low-life gang?!" Uncle Bill angrily asked in reply, which started to scare the Chief "I'll do this stupid task. But you never call me in the middle of the night ever again, or else I QUIT! "

The Chief calmed down "And if you do that... be sure to have your desk clean next morning, then." he replied coldly.

This angered my Uncle only even more, but he let it be. He stormed back toward the squad, telling them "Let's move out."


The squad's cars arrived near an old crack house. The Officers took a battering ram out of one of the cars, bashing the doors down.
Uncle Bill ordered the Policemen efficiently enough to have them either arrest or wound the dealers inside.
But then... then it happened...

Uncle Bill never noticed this one person... this one man... his eyes bloodshot with a combination of a repetitive use of drugs, and pure rage.
Holding a pump-action shotgun similar to my Uncle's, the man snuck up on Uncle Bill. One of the Officers managed to spot the man, calling out to warn him.

"Captain!"

"Hmm?" Uncle Bill turned around to check on what the Officer was talking about... "What's wro-

BANG!

The shell that escaped the weapon's barrel went right into my Uncle's Mouth, blasting off the back of his skull as his blood, and pieces of his skull and brain fell on the floor.

&GIT on your knees!" the same Officer shouted to the man, kicking him in the legs to drop him to his knees. The Officer yanked the shotgun out of the man's hands, holding it at the man's skull point-blank.


Realizing why Uncle Bill's side was empty, tears started to form in my eye again. Ignoring the pain from the left side of my face, I rushed downstairs and out the front door. I reached for my cellphone, dialing the number of the Police Station.

"Police Department, how can I help you?" a friendly voice finally said after minutes of me waiting.

"I wanna know what happened to Captain Teller!" I replied "TELL ME!"

"I'm sorry, Sir, but we're not allowed to freely hand out that information except to his direct next of kin."

Those words made me freeze in my tracks "N... next... next of kin... you... you mean..."

"Sir, who is this?"

"J... Jack... Jack Teller." I stuttered "I'm... I'm his... his nephew..."

The voice sighed for a moment, then said "My condoleances, Sir. Reports have already come in to inform us that Captain William Teller has died in the line of duty."

Those words made me drop to my knees, crying even more.

END OF THE SIXTH CHAPTER