Just so I don't get banned for using a chapter for non-writing purposes;
Groaning, Ray rolled over and blinked groggily. He hurt all over...why? What had happened? He searched his memory, but that particular part of him seemed no less confused than everything else, fragments of memory floating around in a fog. Suddenly, the fog cleared, just for a second. Just long enough.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Ray?" a harsh voice from behind him demanded. Ray's head whipped around so fast that he felt his neck click painfully. He stared in shock at the figure crouched in the window.
"Kai?" he whispered. Kai dropped to the floor and started walking towards him with a slow, almost predatory gait. He was deathly white, almost luminescent, his dark-red eyes glowing eerily against their white background. His clothes were creased and ripped in some places. "Kai, w-what are you doing here?" Ray asked, his voice beginning to shake. I'm hallucinating, he thought dazedly. "You shouldn't be here…you'll get arrested! You're a murderer!" His voice peaked at a terrified yelp as Kai stopped right next to the bed and stared down at him.
"Who's going to tell?" Kai asked, his voice dispassionate. "You?"
"Yes, me!"Ray whispered fiercely. He sat upright, swallowing back nausea and an urge to start crying. Carefully, he moved his legs over the side of the bed and reached for his crutches, biting his lip at the quick, hot burst of pain. Shifting into an upright position, he hobbled out of his room, a new determination taking root.
Tyson yawned and reached unenthusiastically for his half-eaten bacon roll. Feeling someone staring at him, he looked up.
"What is it, Chief?" he asked, biting into the lukewarm roll. Kenny sat down next to him.
"Are you okay, Tyson?" he asked sympathetically. Tyson shrugged and busied himself with eating. "How's Max?" Another shrug.
"No change." Tyson answered at last. "Ray?" His tone held only mild intrest: neither boy had quite forgiven the other yet.
"Yes?" Tyson spun around to face Ray, who was standing in the doorway, a strange, almost excited look on his flushed face. Ray moved further into the room. "Guys, Kai was just here!" he exclaimed. Tyson snorted loudly.
"Yeah, right!"
"He was! He came through the window!" Tyson shook his head in disbelief and returned to his bacon roll.
"You're nuts, Ray." he stated matter-of-factly.
"What's your proof?" Kenny asked cautiously. Tyson stared at him in shock.
"You're going along with this?" he demanded.
"Yes." Kenny replied calmly.
Ok, this was what I wrote before I gave up. As some of you may know, I'm discontinuing this, for want of any kind of idea where it's heading. Sorry, I'm sure a lot of you liked it. I know I did! But alas, 'tis not to be.
I may re-write it in a few months time, around June, as a more psychological fic, at which time I'll simply replace the chaps, but until then and unless you're a follower of anything else I write, bye bye, and be happy! (Cheesy, I know. I like cheese!)
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