Hello,
I know it's been a while, and I'm sorry. I had school. A real pain in the ass, by the way. But I survived. So, here's another chapter of this story. My other ones should be following shortly if you're only here for that. If not, please enjoy "I'd Cross the Ocean..." :) Sorry if it is bad, I just edited it now, and that's it. :P I don't own Gorillaz.
Gorillaz Fan Fiction
Chapter 11: I'd Cross the Ocean...
Told from the perspective of Stuart Pot (2D).
I couldn't hold it in any longer. I broke down and started sobbing, cursing at the ocean.
"Dammit, dammit, dammit!" I screamed, pounding on the deck, "Why does it always end like this? I love someone, and they DIE! Life isn't bloody FAIR!"
"2D, I know this is hard," said Murdoc with a straight face, "but you've gotta calm down."
"Calm down?" I yelled, standing up and sticking my face into his, "CALM DOWN? YOU DON'T REALLY GIVE A DAMN ABOUT ANYTHING, DO YOU? NOT WHEN NOODLE DIED, NOT WHEN RUSSEL'S LETTER CAME, NOT EVER! YOU JUST REPLACE THEM! WITH BLOODY MACHINES!"
He didn't respond, he just kept the same hard expression on his face, which maybe now had a tinge of shock added to it. Cyborg just stood there, staring at me with her cold, emotionless eyes.
"AND YOU!" I screamed, turning to face her, "YOU'RE PROBABLY ENJOYING ALL THIS, AREN'T YOU?"
"Who says I am?" she asked in a perfect monotone, looking me straight in the eyes.
"YOU HATED HER, DIDN'T YOU?" I asked, getting as close to her face as my comfort zone would let me.
"Who says I did?" she asked, then turned and walked inside.
Not having any energy to scream or be angry anymore, I cried again.
I have no clue for how long, but I was sobbing there for what seemed like an eternity. The one odd thing I noticed was that Murdoc was standing there. The whole time, he didn't budge, he just looked out to the ocean.
"It took her, didn't it?" I whispered after I could catch my breath.
"Yeah," he said hoarsely, then he had a look of pure hatred on his face, "Damn you, Boogieman. She had nothing to do with this. She has no part in our battle. You had no right to drag her into this."
"There's nothing we can do now, though," I said, gazing at the ocean.
"Or maybe there is," said Noodle, coming back outside, "Think about it. The Boogieman shows up and starts grabbing at other people's souls, though he's really only after Murdoc's."
"True," said Murdoc, nodding and rubbing his chin, "Go on."
"So, unless he needs more souls for something, he's still after Murdoc's."
"But there still is the possibility that he just needed the soul," I said, staring blankly into her eyes, which she did as well.
"It's still worth investigating," said Noodle, pointing to the distant pirate ship, "and we know where he is."
"But how do we get over there?" I asked.
"We take the sub," said Murdoc.
"Trashed it," I quickly mumbled, staring at the dock.
"The orca..."
"That was the first to go."
"But I thought you said..."
"It was a empty bluff, Murdoc."
He smacked me, leaving a red print of his hand temporarily on the side of my face. I groaned and rubbed it.
"What was that for?" I whined.
"For trashing my boat, Faceache," he snapped. He sighed. "So I'm guessing the plane's not there either?"
"No," I said, immediately shielding my face.
"Or the jet boat."
"No."
"Well then, looks like we're stuck here," he said, brushing it aside, "Good luck not seeing your girlfriend again."
"Wait, Murdoc, your hang glider," I said quickly, standing and facing him.
"What of it?" he snapped.
"It can fly there, right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I'll go," I said, "I'll go alone. I'll swim if you won't let me use the glider. I don't care about the bloody whale. If she's still there, I'm gonna save her."
Murdoc stared at me. "You've changed 2D. You really have," Murdoc mumbled.
"I know," I said, staring at the ocean again, "I guess love does that to you."
He didn't say anything for a while, and then finally said, "There's no bloody way I'm letting you take my glider and run. I'm going with you. Though I'm afraid," he said, turning to Noodle, "I can probably only carry one."
"That's alright. I'll stay here. And if worse comes to worse, give me a signal. I'll do... something."
"Right," he said, turning back to me, "Well, Flatface, ready to get this party going?"
"Let me get some things first," I said, sprinting inside.
"Get your ass moving then, before I reconsider," he yelled after me.
I arrived at my room and quickly went for the bottle of pain killers. I popped seven into my mouth without even thinking. This whole incident had given me the biggest migraine, and I hadn't taken pills in a while. Before long, my migraine slowly started to evaporate.
I sighed deeply, grabbed the pills and put them in my pocket. I might need them later.
I ran back outside to see Murdoc fully equipped with his glider, and Noodle standing and talking to him. They both kept gesturing to the ship. I'm guessing they were planning a route.
"Right then, 2D, we're gonna fly straight in," Murdoc said as I reached the glider.
"Why? And how?" I asked, horrified by the sudden burst of straight forwardness he just gave me.
"If the Boogieman wants you alive, there should be no problems," said Cyborg Noodle.
"And if he doesn't, I'm dropping you and getting the hell outta there," muttered Murdoc.
Then I was hesitant. I never considered the fact that I could fall (or be dropped) into the water, with the whale, with no means of getting back to shore. And what if we die. What if Star's already dead?
"Well then, dullard, you ready?" asked Murdoc.
"I..." I had to make a choice now, "Yes. Let's go and get Star back."
"Okay, come here and get bloody ready then!" he said, obviously urging me on, "Let's get this over with before I change my mind."
He was right. He does change his mind at the worst times, so we might as well start this now. I took a deep breath, and stepped forward to get ready to go.
TO BE CONTINUED
More hopefully coming soon, with good comments and reviews. :)
