The Next Horror
Updated:Friday April 7, 2006
Chapter 11: Nasty Surprises
(11:30 am at Dimmsdale Library)
George sat in front of a computer doing homework. Until further notice all students had to take their classes online as well as send their assignments through the same method. This was usually reserved for sick students or those who had to travel but still wanted to be a part of the school. And it also cost a bundle. But now it was free of cost. All because of the recent attack on Dimmsdale by snakes, insects and so on. Along with the death and destruction left in it's wake of course.
So much has happened. I heard about what happened at City Hall. A few of my cousins told me about it. They weren't friends of Damien so they didn't go to his defence. I wish I was there. I would've defended him. Damien's a great person, no matter how bad his attitude and temper can get. I'd probably defend Hope too. But only because she's Damien's sister and also because I find sending her to that kooky asylum to be too extreme. (Gregory's thoughts)
"Hey," Henry said softly as he took a seat next to George.
"I'm busy," George responded coldly.
"I just wanted to ask if you heard from Damien," Henry told George.
"No," George revealed, "you?" he asked.
"No," Henry said, "but if you do you'll tell me, right?" he asked anxiously.
George looked at Henry suspiciously. He felt something fishy was going on.
"Sure," George lied in a bright voice, "I know I can trust a friend of Damien's," he added.
"Good," Henry said happily, "I just wanted to check, so bye," he said to George and hurried off.
"Bye," George responded.
Liar. He was acting too weird. As if he was itching to hear something from Damien, not concerned. I'm not telling him anything if Damien contacts me. (Gregory's thoughts)
Meanwhile Henry hurried until he got to the parking lot. Then he walked briskly to a black limo.
"He hasn't contacted George either," Henry said after getting in and closing the door behind him.
"Is that so?" Mrs. Mazda asked coldly, "well keep trying my pet," she said and dropped money in Henry's lap, "keep trying," she concluded as Henry excitedly counted the money in front of him.
(Meanwhile in Fairy World)
"What do you mean you lost her?" Cosmo demanded angrily, "don't you realize that she's out to destroy Fairy World, or should I say what's left of it?"
"And humans," Binky added.
"Tell us something we don't know black plague bringer," another fairy muttered.
"I thought Black Plague was a band!" Binky cried as he'd done before.
"If only Jorgen was still here," a female fairy said sadly.
"Well he's not since my own daughter murdered him four years ago," Cosmo said seriously, "now we have to work together as well as with our assigned counterparts," he told them.
"Do we have to?" most fairies present whined.
"Don't act like we enjoy this," Sanderson spoke up suddenly, "it's not like anyone expected Wanda to take the Giant Wand and completely destroy our world."
"They're so few of us left since most of us were home when it happened," H.P. spoke up, "if Sanderson and I as well as about thirty other Pixies from our world weren't out doing duties," he continued, "my kind would be extinct," he ended.
"Yes, yes my own wife and daughter, as well as other fairies have decided to destroy anything Whitney decides to destroy and get rid of potential enemies by also destroying anyone who defies them," Cosmo summed up.
"I want to eat sandwiches between my toes!" anti-Wanda protested suddenly.
Most present slapped a hand across their head. Anti-Wanda was the only anti-fairy on their side. Anti-Cosmo and a few other anti-fairies joined with Wanda and Whitney. The majority of the anti-fairies were murdered. They didn't want to join Wanda and Whitney after they were freed and everything explained to them. Anti-Wanda only survived because Anti-Whitney saved her before being murdered herself.
"You can do that after the meeting!" Cosmo shouted, "you don't see me complaining about not being able to massage corn against the side of my face and feeling it's corny goodness anytime I want, do you?" he demanded of her and she shook her head now looking ashamed while others looked at Cosmo warily, "no you don't," he said, "we'll now be taking a break," he said suddenly, "eat, make-out, whatever you want for the next two hours," he told those present who cheered, "because after that you'll be worked ragged," he added enthusiastically and the cheers immediately died.
With angry glares and muttering they left. Except for anti-Wanda and Sanderson.
"I want work," Sanderson said immediately.
Cosmo immediately sweat dropped. He had learned the hard way before about not giving pixies work. Especially when they wanted to do it, which was often.
"He can take Binky's work?" Anti-Wanda suggested suddenly.
"Binky has real work?" Sanderson asked.
"Ummm," Cosmo said.
"You can give him Binky's filing work," Anti-Wanda suggested.
"Filing work?" Sanderson asked and his looked like a happy schoolgirl.
"Yeah," Cosmo said slowly, "just go in that blue building over there and ask for Sheryl K. Walker," he told Sanderson, "tell her you're there to do Binky's filing," he told her.
"Can I offer to do other's filing and desk work too?" Sanderson asked hopefully.
"No!" Anti-Wanda shouted before Cosmo could speak, "just do it," she said with a shrug.
Cosmo looked at Anti-Wanda incredulously while Sanderson looked deep in thought.
"I might just do that," Sanderson decided, "thank you lady A.W.," he said ad left.
Cosmo watched Sanderson leave in shocked silence.
Anti-Wanda meanwhile tore off her shoes and started to eat pieces of sandwich from between her toes that were as young as a week and old as six months old.
"Can I have one?" Cosmo suddenly asked excitedly.
"Sure," Anti-Wanda said and gave him a few pieces.
Cosmo suddenly disappeared then reappeared empty handed.
"Binky's lunch again?" Anti-Wanda asked.
"Nope," Cosmo told her, "Cupid's soup, Tooth Fairy's barbeque sauce, H.P.'s lunch box and April Fool's pants along with a glue spell," he listed and both he and Anti-Wanda burst out laughing.
"Ahem," a voice said and they turned to see H.P., "I have special devices in most of my stuff including my lunch box that sends a warning to my laptop if anyone messes with my stuff," he announced, "mess with my things again and I'll bust a cap in both your asses," he told them, "and I don't mean a bottle cap," he added when Anti-Wanda looked excited, "freak," he muttered as he left.
"At least we fooled the other three," Cosmo declared and both he and Anti-Wanda burst out laughing again.
(1pm at an undisclosed location)
"Mandy did an excellent job," Mr. Richton said formally, "Hope's uncertainty of her sanity allowed her to go home and be captured," he continued, "all we have to do now is wait and allow Dr. Ennis to work his 'magic' and make Hope end up losing all faith in humanity," he concluded.
"Do you like hearing yourself talk?" Mrs. Richton asked in annoyance, "we let her get tortured for a while then get her out," she summed up, "we got it."
"Eons ago," Principal Waxelplax added.
"Well I'm sorry if I've taken too much of your time," Mr. Richton said formally, "excuse me," he told them and left.
"Veronica is working on getting Heidi's soul back," the Mayor spoke, "this will not help our cause," he added darkly.
"The girl's soft," Mrs. Richton spoke up, "we need someone tougher."
"Like who?" the Mayor demanded, "she's the best we've got," he pointed out.
"This is just great," Mrs. Jace said, "and even better is the fact that Joseph and others know that we have a plan and it's only a matter of time before any of them find Veronica," she said, "and with the powers of Marilyn, Britney, Wendy, Trina when she finds out hers, Joseph, and whoever else is on their side, we're in trouble," she said frankly.
"I will not have ruined my perfect plan," the Mayor declared angrily.
"No you won't," a female voice said, "in fact, you'll have some help."
"Who's there?" the Mayor demanded, "Richton!" he shouted.
"Don't worry ol' chap," another voice said, male this time, "he's talking with our ruler and queen," he told the Mayor.
"Who is?" the Mayor demanded darkly.
"My daughter," the same female voice said, "if you recall you met her years ago."
"When was that?" the Mayor snapped.
"When I shot at you without killing you," Whitney said and she appeared in front of the Mayor suddenly, surprising all the ghosts present, "I'm older but you might guess who I am."
Whitney now seventeen going eighteen wasn't short like her parents were in fairy form. But tall like the Tooth fairy and very attractive. She stood 5'7, had waist length green hair which she currently had in a ponytail, piercing dominant pink eyes, slightly tanned Caucasian skin, an attractive petite (despite looking rather 'broom stick' like in body) body, and currently wore a sleeveless yellow dress and flat heeled yellow shoes.
The Mayor's face angrily contorted.
"You helped bring about my untimely demise by taking away that Timmy boy!" the Mayor exploded, "you and that Mandy wench!" he shouted.
"Please," Whitney said and scoffed, "they would've killed you sooner or later," she told him, "I plan on destroying most if not all of humanity," she declared, "want in?" she asked him.
"What do we get in exchange for working with you?" Mr. Jace asked seriously.
"Assistance from my vast army!" Whitney declared victoriously and suddenly the room was crowded with all different types of magical entities, "I have destroyed other worlds including that infamous Pixie Inc!" she cried gloriously, "the humans will fall to my power!" she declared, "as others have before them," she concluded.
"What an army," Mrs. Jace whispered in awe.
"What a psycho," Mrs. Richton said.
"Who is perfect assistance," Mr. Richton finished as he re-entered, "I've agreed to work with Whitney Absolute," he revealed.
"What?" the Mayor demanded furiously.
"Absolute?" Mrs. Richton asked.
"She changed her last name to that and absolute is symbolic to her rule, law and powers," Mr. Richton explained.
"I still say she's a psycho," Mrs. Richton said as she eyed Whitney.
"Psycho or not she has an awesome army," Mr. Richton told his wife, "now join us," he said.
"Excuse me?" Mrs. Richton asked him.
"Join us," Mr. Richton said more strongly.
"Excuse me but I have a choice," Mrs. Richton said as her voice rose and she began to feel angry.
"No you don't," Whitney spoke, "you either join or leave this place," she told Mrs. Richton, "leave and never return."
"You have no such authority!" the Mayor shouted.
"My army says I do," Whitney said simply and suddenly the army looked violent, "and we have ways of torturing souls," she continued, "do you really want to suffer like back at the Dark Manor?" she asked.
"I'd rather suffer than work for a viper like…." Mrs. Richton started to respond.
"Wait!" Principal Waxelplax shouted, "what are we doing?" she demanded, "we have an opportunity of a lifetime!" she pointed out, "why lose it because we have personal grudges?" she asked them.
"I'm not working for her," Mrs. Richton refused, "come dear, we're leaving," she said.
But Mr. Richton didn't budge.
"Why aren't you moving?" Mrs. Richton asked him with concern.
"Because I'm serving Whitney now," Mr. Richton said coldly, "if you want to leave, go," he told her, "but I'm staying here," he said firmly.
"But you can't," Mrs. Richton insisted, "you're my husband!" she shouted.
"For too long, I sometimes wonder," Mr. Richton added.
Mrs. Richton's face grew dark.
"I put all above you," Mrs. Richton reminded him, "all above you," she said to him.
"Including our children who you could never love enough," Mr. Richton countered, "you have a very cold heart," he told her, "when I met you I thought you were loving and warm," he said, "but I later found out that you only truly felt that for me," he said darkly, "you either faked it to others or didn't have much towards them," he said, "I've second guessed our union many times," he told her honestly, "now I know the truth," he said seriously.
"And what truth is that?" Mrs. Richton snapped, "how dare you question our marriage?" she demanded angrily, "we're married and united forever!" she shouted, "I LOVE you!" she screamed.
"But I don't!" Mr. Richton screamed back shocking everyone, "you've changed too much from who I thought you were!" he shouted, "you're dedicated, yes you're dedicated," he admitted, "but it takes much more than dedication to make a marriage work!" he told her, "it takes many things including love," he said, "and I just don't love you like I used to anymore," he said to her.
Mrs. Richton looked at her husband in disbelief.
"You bastard," Mrs. Richton whispered, "I've been one-hundred percent dedicated to you," she reminded, "dedicated!" she screamed.
"Well you can stop being dedicated because it's over," Mr. Richton told her, "even if you decide to work with Whitney, it's over,"
"I don't want her," Whitney said immediately, "I don't stand for insubordination," she said darkly.
"You will pay for this," Mrs. Richton declared, "you will pay," she snarled and pointed at her husband before leaving.
"What about you two?" Whitney asked looking at Mr. and Mrs. Jace.
"Never," Mr. Jace said and left.
"I don…I can't come without my husband," Mrs. Jace told Whitney and left also.
"Mayor?" Whitney asked sweetly.
"What shall we do first?" the Mayor responded.
Whitney grinned wickedly.
"First we change our target," Whitney spoke, "leave Hope, she's mentally tainted and it's just too typical to use a descendant of a person widely considered evil to bring trouble in human society," she told them, "let's surprise them and use someone unexpected, someone no one would expect the horror that we'll descend upon Brightsburg and the entire human race to come from."
"But Hope's perfect," the Mayor protested.
"Let her finish Mayor," Mr. Richton instructed, "this should get interesting."
"We use Mira," Whitney decided.
"Mira!" the Mayor shouted while Mr. Richton and Principal Waxelplax both looked surprised.
"Yes," Whitney confirmed, "she'll be perfect," she continued, "no one would expect it from her," she told them, "in their book she'd have nothing to gain by harming people," she said, "she has a sharp tongue and strong attitude yes," she admitted, "but she only uses them defensively when given reason to do so."
"So Mira's our new target," Mr. Richton said, "but what about the twins?" he asked.
"When more bad things happen we make people blame them," Whitney stated, "at least at first," she added.
"At first?" Mr. Richton asked in confusion.
"May I elaborate?" Wanda asked.
"Of course mother," Whitney agreed.
"From the days of when Dimmsdale ended up helping to cause the deaths of hundreds of children," Wanda started, "several things can be learned," she told her audience, "most importantly is the human will for survival and how power can determine your lifespan," she told them, "the citizens of Dimmsdale were so desperate to survive that the majority of them were willing to turn a blind eye on things done to the popular children at Timmy's school before they were even taken to Dark Manor," she said, "and power determines your lifespan by the adults having the power and the children having none," she stated, "teens lack a lot of power, but they hold the key to the future," she said simply, "kill the holders of the key and humanity will be well on it's way to ruin," she concluded.
"So we make the adults get rid of the teens," Anti-Cosmo summed up, "marvellous idea," he said happily.
"My mother was always smarter than my father," Whitney said proudly.
"But we can also get some of those teens on our side," Wanda elaborated, "we can destroy them after, yes," she continued, "but making everyone fear the young will be a marvellous way to cause massive panic and possibly massive deaths that will have nothing to do with our powers."
"A Dimmsdale 2?" the Mayor asked in a bored voice.
"Oh no," Wanda said with a chuckle, "Dimmsdale will seem a happy place eventually," she said evilly then broke out into maniacal laughter.
Whitney simple grinned at her mother's words. She knew where they had been said before.
"Oh and Veronica will no longer be a problem," Whitney said suddenly, "just give me two days."
"What are you going to do?" Mr. Richton asked almost suspiciously.
"I have witch's blood so you won't need her any longer," Whitney told him, "what do you think I'm going to do?" she asked him seriously.
After a moment of complete shock, Mr. Richton blinked stupidly.
"I have no problem," the Mayor agreed, "she's too soft for our cause," he concluded.
"She's human," Whitney said, "no matter how deep her witch's blood runs she's been too deeply affected by her time with humans as Veronica Masters," she told them, "despite her lack of memories," she added.
"Then I guess we should be on our way," Mr. Richton said, "unless you want us to wait for you here," he said to Whitney.
"Take what you need and leave," Whitney ordered, "the anti-fairies will destroy this place in an hour," she said and everyone who came with her disappeared except for Wanda.
"I'll be taking you to your new location," Wanda said formally.
"Fine," the Mayor responded and all preparations to leave was started.
(Meanwhile at Designing Co. in Brightsburg)
Mr. Turner sat at his desk looking over designs as the song 'Mmmmmm' by Crash Test Dummies played on the radio across from his work. The first and second verse of the song made him think of the boy whose hair went white after the accident as Damien and the girl with the marks on her body all her life as Hope. He took a deep breath and focused harder on his work. But the final verse hit home. It made him think of his first son Timmy. Not able to take the pain and guilt any longer, he slammed his head onto his desk and immediately started to cry.
Done
Death's Soulmate: Yay I've updated faster this time. Can't guarantee to keep it up but I'll try. Thank you A. Nonymous for your consistent reviews (I'm thanking a reviewer, not responding to a review so I've broken no rules) and all those who've tried to return regularly and lastly those who've actually reviewed at some point. Thank you for reading and please review.
Explanation about use of song: If you know the song I used you might make some guesses. But here are some explanations all the same. Admittedly some I figured out after choosing the song but they're explanations all the same. In the first verse about the boy's hair going white after the accident. I chose Damien because before Hope became a suspect for murder and also a nutcase. His life was going well. Then after Hope got into trouble it had a domino effect and eventually led to him being in trouble too being her twin brother and everything. Another thing I figured after choosing the song was about the white hair that the boy ended up with after the accident. In Damien's case you can associate that he also ended up with Fair. The second verse with the girl with marks on her body indicated to Hope because before anyone knew about her mental state she was able to do what she wanted with little or no protest from anyone. But after Hope was considered a nut she couldn't explain her way out of it like the girl in the song didn't have an explanation for the marks on her body. The last verse that dealt with Timmy involved a kid who had parents who took him to 'church' and acted in ways some people would consider crazy. The boy didn't have an explanation since he always went there. That's similar to Timmy who like himself, his own Dad also can't fully pinpoint where his craziness came from. Only guesses can be made.
I hope that this gives some insight if anyone was curious. Thank you for reading.
Disclaimer: I don't own the mentioned song 'Mmmmmm' by Crash Test Dummies. Please note that I only mentioned it. I didn't write out they lyrics so I broke no rules.
