A/N: Hey guys! I've been trying to crank these updates out as fast as I can, so here is the next Revenge! I hope you like it! Please review when you're done! Sibuna!
I DO NOT OWN HOUSE OF ANUBIS. ASK RAYMOND ZENO, HE MIGHT.
(Fabian / Damian's P.O.V.)
My hands tremble. My heart pulses. I have to kill Eddie and Nina?! No, I won't! Never!
"Fabian, are you there?" Raymond murmurs
"I…I'm not going to kill them. I'm sorry Raymond, I just can't do it." I say
He sighs. "Very well then. Thank you for being honest. I'll have Reagan come pick you up from Anubis House so you won't have to watch me kill your housemates."
If it were possible, smoke would be exploding out of my ears. "Don't touch them! What have they ever done to you?" I hiss
Raymond laughs. "Nothing. But I know how much they mean to you, so that's how I will avenge you for not completing your assigned task. Maybe next time you'll think before you tell me no."
Next time? What the hell does he mean next time? There's not going to be a next time, is there?
I'm not going to let him murder everyone I love. I'll do anything, I just won't let him hurt them!
"Please…don't hurt them. K-kill me ins-stead." I stutter
He chuckles. "Oh yeah? And what will that accomplish? Nothing! You will be my apprentice forever, Fabian. Killing you instead of them would be a disservice, really. I'm going to kill your housemates slowly and painfully, unless of course, you'll man up and kill the Chosen One and Osirian." He muses
I don't even know how to get a hold of Nina. Even if I did, I wouldn't kill her. I'm not going to kill Eddie, either, no matter what Raymond says.
"Alright Raymond…you win. I-I'll do it." I choke.
He laughs. "I knew you'd come around. Now, you don't need to rush this. Kill one a long time before the other so it doesn't look suspicious. I suggest making sure they die in their sleep- that way, it looks even less suspicious. If you need any assistance, please feel free to let me know. I'm counting on you, Fabian." He cheers
I nod. "Will do. I'll call you later." I murmur. Then, I quickly hang up the phone.
I sigh, and wipe a few tears away. I'm not going to kill Eddie and Nina. I'll stall Raymond for as long as I can, and I'll find a way out of this mess. I'll just have to come up with a plan…
~A Few Hours Later~
(Fabian / Damian's P.O.V.)
Kill Eddie. No. Kill Nina. No. I can't- I won't go through with it.
Nina was my first love; she has a special place in my heart. I could never hurt her. I don't even know how to get ahold of her anyway…
Eddie is my best friend. He stopped me from killing myself twice, and has always been there for me, even when no one else has.
I'm not going to kill either of them, it's just wrong! I pace around my room anxiously. Ugh! Why is this so complicated?!
I don't want to be Raymond's "apprentice" forever. I want to live my life with the people I love to the fullest, and enjoy every minute of it.
But I'm not going to kill Nina and Eddie to do so.
The door creaks open. I turn around, to see Jerome coming in to our room.
"Damian, I need to talk to you." He mumbles
I stare at him in confusion. What could this possibly be about?
"Um, okay?" I say
Jerome comes face to face with me, then sighs. "Look, Damian, when you left me with your bag today…I couldn't help but go through it…"
I sigh. Classic Jerome…
"Gee, thanks man!" I snap.
Jerome shrugs. "I know, it was stupid. But…um…I found this…" he mumbles, handing me a small sheet of paper.
I examine it closely. It's a picture of me with Eddie and KT. CRAP! How could I have been so stupid?! Oh my god, does Jerome know the truth?!
"Y-You were in m-my wallet." I stammer.
He nods. "Yes, but never mind that. Why do you have this picture?" he questions
I shrug. I guess I should've known Jerome would figure this out sooner or later- I mean, he is Jerome after all…
Should I tell him? With his ways of scheming, he might be able to help me come up with a plan to escape from Raymond's clutches….
I sigh, and look at him straight in the eyes. "Alright, I'll tell you. But it can't be here, it's too risky. We need to go somewhere private. Meet me in the clearing in the woods in an hour. I'll tell you everything you need to know, I promise." I say
Jerome looks at me quizzically. "Um, alright. I'll see you in an hour then." He mumbles.
I nod. "Yes. I'll see you in an hour." I confirm
Jerome looks at me questionably again, and then leaves the room. I breathe heavily- this is going to be interesting…
(Jerome's P.O.V.)
Man, what is up with that Damian kid?!
For the past forty-five minutes, he's all I've been thinking about. What does he mean he's going to "tell me everything?" Why did he act so weird when I showed him the picture? What is his deal?
I shrug. It's about time to meet him in the clearing. I pull my favorite leather jacket down from the coatrack by the front door, and sling it over my shoulders. Then, I'm on my way.
What is it that is so risky that we have to meet in the woods? I mean seriously, what does he have to tell me?
My shoes crunch against the grass as I walk into the woods. The clearing is coming up, right?
I continue to walk through trees and fallen leaves galore. Just ahead, I can see the clearing; Damian is standing in the center of it.
"Jerome!" he calls out.
I hurry toward him. I am really anxious to hear what he has to say…
When I halt, I'm only a few centimeters away from his face. "Jerome…what I'm about to tell you…might come as a shock…but I need you to listen to what I have to say before you ask me any questions, alright?"
I nod. "A-alright."
Damian draws in his breath. "Okay. Jerome…I'm not who you think I am. I'm someone you've known for a long time; Damian Rogers does not exist." He begins.
I raise my eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
Damian sighs. He pulls a tissue out from his pocket, and wipes it all over his face. Many of his freckles and pimples disappear, and his skin tone abruptly changes. Huh?
He then sticks his fingers in his eyes, and takes out a pair of contacts. He blinks several times, showing that his eyes are blue, rather than green. Um…okay?
He then reaches up to his left ear, and removes his earring. Weird, he kind of looks like Fabian…
Damian shrugs, and reaches up to his head, and yanks at his blonde hair. His "hair" falls to the ground in a clump. Damian shakes his head around, letting his natural brown hair flow. What the-
He looks at me. I don't even know what to think.
Damian is no longer staring at me. Now, I'm looking at a resemblance of Fabian Rutter.
"W-Wha-" I start
"Jerome…" he says
He doesn't sound like Damian anymore, he's talking just like Fabian. What is going on? What?
My feet feel wobbly beneath me. My head is spinning fast. What is this? Who is this guy? Fabian's dead!? What?!
My knees buckle, and I fall over backwards. Then the world goes black.
(Fabian / Damian's P.O.V.)
Oh god, Jerome just fainted!
I rush over to his side, and squat down beside him. That clearly was not the best way to tell him the truth!
I shake his shoulder violently. "Jerome? Jerome, wake up! Jerome!" I shriek
After a few seconds, Jerome's eyes flutter open. He looks up at me in terror.
"F-Fabian? Am I dead?" he croaks.
I hold back a chuckle. "No, you're alive and well. I promise." I reply
He sits up, and looks at me in confusion. "Then am I talking to your ghost?" he asks
I shake my head. "No. I'm just as alive as you are." I murmur.
Jerome brushes some leaves off of his pants, and stands up. I help him stay balanced.
"W-Wha h-how? Y-y-you're dead! You're dead! I was at your funeral!" he shrieks.
I raise an eyebrow at him. "Did you ever see my body?" I question
He shakes his head. "Well, n-no. There was no viewing. You're parents said you looked too bad-"
"Because I wasn't really dead. Look Jerome, it's a long story, and I need you to listen to me, alright?" I say
Jerome sits down on a nearby rock, and looks up at me with attentive eyes.
I take a deep breath. "Okay. So, before I was shot, I had been trapped in a room at the Gatehouse with Eddie and Alfie; we were kidnapped. Our kidnapper was Cory- the nephew of Rufus Zeno." I begin
Jerome's eyes look like they're going to bulge out of their sockets. "He wanted revenge on us for banishing Rufus, and for getting his other Uncle, Raymond, sent to prison." I add.
"How did you get his other Uncle arrested?" he asks
"He tried to kill Patricia. And Alfie, actually. But that's another story. Anyway, Patricia and KT broke us free from the Gatehouse, and Cory went mad. While we were running back to the House, he started open firing at us. Yes, I was shot. I was in the hospital for several days. I really was in a coma, and I did die in front of Eddie, KT, Patricia, and Alfie. But when my body was taken away, it was being stolen by Rufus' and Raymond's sisters, Reagan and Regina. They were able to revive me, and take me away to their secret hideout or whatever. Since they were my "nurses", they persuaded my parents to not let anyone see me after I died, because I looked "too bad". After they kidnapped me, I was still in a coma for almost two months. When I woke up, I was a mess: I had no clue what had happened, and was in a lot of pain. But they managed to heal me back to health, and eventually told me what had happened." I explain.
Jerome blinks his eyes in disbelief. "But…why would they do all of that? I mean, they had to have had a motive!"
I nod. "The elixir of life. That's all they want. They want to be immortal, and will stop at nothing to become so. They thought that I would be their best chance of getting it. So they disguised me, and told me to find the ingredients for the Elixir. They said that if I succeeded, they would release me back into the world. Damian Rogers was my disguise."
Jerome shakes his head. "H-have you found anything?" he asks, still sounding shocked.
"Yeah, almost everything. Except for one thing…one of the ingredients is all of Nina and Eddie's blood, so I'm still trying to figure that one out."
"Wait, what?" he exclaims
"Yeah, Raymond expects me to kill Nina and Eddie so he can have their blood; it's the main ingredient fir the elixir. I'm not doing it, I just can't. That's why I decided to tell you the truth, Jerome. I know you are the only person who can help me defeat Raymond, and escape from his control. I'm sorry I've lied to you all this time, but he threatened to kill everyone at the house if I told anyone what was going on. But he won't suspect that I would tell you. So what do you say, will you help me?" I ask.
Jerome is silent. A few moments pass before he speaks again. "God, this is all so crazy. I-I thought you were dead." He mumbles.
I crack a small smile. "I was never gone. I know, lying and withholding secrets are not something you would expect from me."
Then, he rushes over to me, and engulfs me in a giant hug. We were never close friends, but this is nice; I like being able to be myself in front of one of my Housemates again.
Jerome breaks away from our hug, and stares in to my eyes. "Of course I'll help you." He croaks
I smile. Thank god!
"Do you have any ideas as to how we're going to fool Raymond?" I question
He smirks, and slaps my shoulder playfully. "I'm already one step ahead of you, buddy."