Zeke watched in terror and horror as Val had what he deemed to be a mental breakdown. She screamed in pain that tore Zeke's heart to shreds, possessed as she was. She fell to her knees and continued screaming-it sounded like a mix of nails grating across a blackboard and squealing tires.
Finally it stopped.
Val knelt, hands and knees on the floor, breathing hard.
Then she got up.
And she looked pissed.
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Zeke watched as Val got up, an evil look in her eyes. In fact, her eyes had changed completely-they'd gone from blue to black, giving him an eerie sense that his life was about to end at the hands of his girlfriend. Casey lay -unknowing, unmoving- on the ground. Stokely, Stan and October grabbed Zeke and dragged him over towards her. He was in shock so didn't struggle very much. They threw him down and his jaw met the pavement. He winced in pain and looked up, vision blurring, dribbling blood, at Val.
Suddenly, she kicked him in the chest, knocking the wind out of him and he collapsed.
"Oh...poor Zekey boy...where's your little saviour dike now huh?" she taunted.
"Please don't do this Val."
"Don't you love me anymore Zeke?"
Zeke's breath caught in his throat. He did-he did- he loved Val with all his heart and soul and being- but the person standing before him was not Val.
"No. I don't love you Marybeth. I love Val."
Val's face contorted with rage at what Zeke said and she squatted down. She stroked his face, almost lovingly-Zeke could've sworn something flashed in her eyes-before grabbing him by his throat, picking him up and throwing him halfway across the room. Zeke grimaced as he slid down the wall after hitting it. He was bleeding profusely and he was getting tired-but he knew that if he fell asleep or fainted one of two things would happen. One he would be taken over by an alien or two he'd die. He didn't want to do either. He blinked tears back and stood up as best he could.
"You didn't kill me last time Marybeth. You sure as hell aren't going to do it this time." he sputtered. Val laughed.
"Zeke. How the hell do you know if you're going to live or not?"
"I don't." he said, catching them by surprise as he sprinted towards the door. He ran down the hall, falling a few times, and ducked into a classroom.
"Zeke..."
Casey groaned as he woke up, head pounding.
"What the fuck happened?" he said to himself, sitting up. He felt a sharp pain in his head as he did this and winced in pain. Pulling himself together he crawled to the wall and stood up shakily. He kept alert as he walked down the hall, using the wall as a brace. He touched a door and suddenly a thousand images flashed across his mind(like Dennis in 13 Ghosts) and he spasmed, falling to the floor. They stopped and he wiped his mouth. He leaned against the door-luckily nothing happened- and looked up. The sign on the door said 'nehctik'. He furrowed his brow before realizing he was reading it backwards and that it said 'kitchen'. He thought a moment before closing and opening his eyes, moving his mouth silently, opening the door and stumbling inside.
"Zeke-I know you're here somewhere. And when I find you, you're going to be in a lot of trouble. So come out and make it easier on me, hmm?"
"Yeah right Marybeth!"
"All right." she said, walking to the desk Zeke was behind-she was sure of it- and throwing it aside as she said "I guess I'll have to come FIND YOU!"
He wasn't there. Val turned as a noise sounded and saw Zeke trying to sneak out of the room.
"Sorry Zeke. No retribution that way." she said, smirking. She tackled him and pinned him against the wall. He wasn't struggling because he figured that it was over-he couldn't save Val, he couldn't save himself and he couldn't save anyone else.
"Relax Zeke. It doesn't hurt. Much." she said, leaning towards his ear. He closed his eyes, waiting.
Nothing happened.
He opened his eyes and saw that Val was frozen, as if something had happened that she was fixed upon.
"That little fucker. He wouldn't dare." she hissed, letting go of Zeke and bolting into the hallway. Zeke scrambled after her and slowly caught up, stopping dead. Casey stood at the opposite end of the hall.
And he had a kitchen knife in his hand.
A really big, sharp kitchen knife.
It gleamed in the shattered moonlight and Zeke saw the look of determination on Casey's face. Suddenly it dawned on him.
"No..." he whispered, watching Casey and Val staring at each other like it was the end of the world.
Casey looked at him and nodded slightly. Zeke nodded back struggling to fight the sadness overwhelming him-here he was, telling the guy that had been his best friend for the past three months to go ahead and do it. Get rid of her forever.
*"So you see Casey...the only way that they can kill me-is if they kill you first."*
Casey looked at Zeke and nodded. Zeke nodded back, reassuring him. Casey set his will and raised the knife high in the air, waiting to strike. He brought it down quickly-and plunged it into his own heart. He collapsed as the pain of death overtook him and Val screamed in pain as he died slowly. A bright light enveloped Zeke and then
nothingness...
When Zeke woke up the first thing he thought was 'Stay awake'. He crawled over to where Val lay on top of Casey, who had a knife sticking out of his chest. Zeke felt for a pulse on Casey. None. "Fuck you man..." Zeke choked at Casey's body. "You did it you fucking son of a bitch. You saved the world. Again."
Zeke crawled over to Val and pulled her into his lap. "Val? Please wake up Val." he begged.
Nothing.
He felt tears streak down his face and they fell onto Val's face. Her face reacted to them and her eyes fluttered open.
"Zeke?" she asked weakly.
"Yes-I'm here Val." he said, pulling her into a sitting position.
"I'm not gonna make it Zeke." she said, smiling softly.
"Yes you are-you can't die. I-I need you to live Val. I can't live without you." he said.
"That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me Zeke. And Zeke?"
"Yes?"
"You still have to go see your parents. Say hi to them for me. I'm sure they're great people."
"No-I'm staying with you until you get better-"
"I'm not gonna get better sweetheart. I'm just here to say goodbye." she said, reaching up and stroking his face.
"I'm sorry for what I did to you." he whispered.
"I know." she said.
"I love you Zeke." she said looking into his eyes.
"I know." he choked out "I love you too."
Val smiled and pulled Zeke into a hug. He hugged her with all his might and didn't let go when he felt her body go limp around his.
"I love you too...."
Finally it stopped.
Val knelt, hands and knees on the floor, breathing hard.
Then she got up.
And she looked pissed.
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Zeke watched as Val got up, an evil look in her eyes. In fact, her eyes had changed completely-they'd gone from blue to black, giving him an eerie sense that his life was about to end at the hands of his girlfriend. Casey lay -unknowing, unmoving- on the ground. Stokely, Stan and October grabbed Zeke and dragged him over towards her. He was in shock so didn't struggle very much. They threw him down and his jaw met the pavement. He winced in pain and looked up, vision blurring, dribbling blood, at Val.
Suddenly, she kicked him in the chest, knocking the wind out of him and he collapsed.
"Oh...poor Zekey boy...where's your little saviour dike now huh?" she taunted.
"Please don't do this Val."
"Don't you love me anymore Zeke?"
Zeke's breath caught in his throat. He did-he did- he loved Val with all his heart and soul and being- but the person standing before him was not Val.
"No. I don't love you Marybeth. I love Val."
Val's face contorted with rage at what Zeke said and she squatted down. She stroked his face, almost lovingly-Zeke could've sworn something flashed in her eyes-before grabbing him by his throat, picking him up and throwing him halfway across the room. Zeke grimaced as he slid down the wall after hitting it. He was bleeding profusely and he was getting tired-but he knew that if he fell asleep or fainted one of two things would happen. One he would be taken over by an alien or two he'd die. He didn't want to do either. He blinked tears back and stood up as best he could.
"You didn't kill me last time Marybeth. You sure as hell aren't going to do it this time." he sputtered. Val laughed.
"Zeke. How the hell do you know if you're going to live or not?"
"I don't." he said, catching them by surprise as he sprinted towards the door. He ran down the hall, falling a few times, and ducked into a classroom.
"Zeke..."
Casey groaned as he woke up, head pounding.
"What the fuck happened?" he said to himself, sitting up. He felt a sharp pain in his head as he did this and winced in pain. Pulling himself together he crawled to the wall and stood up shakily. He kept alert as he walked down the hall, using the wall as a brace. He touched a door and suddenly a thousand images flashed across his mind(like Dennis in 13 Ghosts) and he spasmed, falling to the floor. They stopped and he wiped his mouth. He leaned against the door-luckily nothing happened- and looked up. The sign on the door said 'nehctik'. He furrowed his brow before realizing he was reading it backwards and that it said 'kitchen'. He thought a moment before closing and opening his eyes, moving his mouth silently, opening the door and stumbling inside.
"Zeke-I know you're here somewhere. And when I find you, you're going to be in a lot of trouble. So come out and make it easier on me, hmm?"
"Yeah right Marybeth!"
"All right." she said, walking to the desk Zeke was behind-she was sure of it- and throwing it aside as she said "I guess I'll have to come FIND YOU!"
He wasn't there. Val turned as a noise sounded and saw Zeke trying to sneak out of the room.
"Sorry Zeke. No retribution that way." she said, smirking. She tackled him and pinned him against the wall. He wasn't struggling because he figured that it was over-he couldn't save Val, he couldn't save himself and he couldn't save anyone else.
"Relax Zeke. It doesn't hurt. Much." she said, leaning towards his ear. He closed his eyes, waiting.
Nothing happened.
He opened his eyes and saw that Val was frozen, as if something had happened that she was fixed upon.
"That little fucker. He wouldn't dare." she hissed, letting go of Zeke and bolting into the hallway. Zeke scrambled after her and slowly caught up, stopping dead. Casey stood at the opposite end of the hall.
And he had a kitchen knife in his hand.
A really big, sharp kitchen knife.
It gleamed in the shattered moonlight and Zeke saw the look of determination on Casey's face. Suddenly it dawned on him.
"No..." he whispered, watching Casey and Val staring at each other like it was the end of the world.
Casey looked at him and nodded slightly. Zeke nodded back struggling to fight the sadness overwhelming him-here he was, telling the guy that had been his best friend for the past three months to go ahead and do it. Get rid of her forever.
*"So you see Casey...the only way that they can kill me-is if they kill you first."*
Casey looked at Zeke and nodded. Zeke nodded back, reassuring him. Casey set his will and raised the knife high in the air, waiting to strike. He brought it down quickly-and plunged it into his own heart. He collapsed as the pain of death overtook him and Val screamed in pain as he died slowly. A bright light enveloped Zeke and then
nothingness...
When Zeke woke up the first thing he thought was 'Stay awake'. He crawled over to where Val lay on top of Casey, who had a knife sticking out of his chest. Zeke felt for a pulse on Casey. None. "Fuck you man..." Zeke choked at Casey's body. "You did it you fucking son of a bitch. You saved the world. Again."
Zeke crawled over to Val and pulled her into his lap. "Val? Please wake up Val." he begged.
Nothing.
He felt tears streak down his face and they fell onto Val's face. Her face reacted to them and her eyes fluttered open.
"Zeke?" she asked weakly.
"Yes-I'm here Val." he said, pulling her into a sitting position.
"I'm not gonna make it Zeke." she said, smiling softly.
"Yes you are-you can't die. I-I need you to live Val. I can't live without you." he said.
"That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me Zeke. And Zeke?"
"Yes?"
"You still have to go see your parents. Say hi to them for me. I'm sure they're great people."
"No-I'm staying with you until you get better-"
"I'm not gonna get better sweetheart. I'm just here to say goodbye." she said, reaching up and stroking his face.
"I'm sorry for what I did to you." he whispered.
"I know." she said.
"I love you Zeke." she said looking into his eyes.
"I know." he choked out "I love you too."
Val smiled and pulled Zeke into a hug. He hugged her with all his might and didn't let go when he felt her body go limp around his.
"I love you too...."