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What will happen to Jake? Lets find out...
(a/n...maybe some of you disagree that Jake, a skeleton, would have a heart...oh well, its my fanfic, believe what you wish.)
Any reviews would be greatly appreciated.
Concsiousness hurt.
Technically, he was semi-conscious. But it hurt all the same.
And where was he? Everything was so cold...and that strange old man. Who was he? He kept going on in some gibberish. Jake recognized some words...Jack...Sally...sorry...but the meaning of it was lost to him.
Suddenly, Jake felt a sharp stab in his chest. He looked down chest. The old man had ripped open his shirt, and Jake could see his ribs. He started to yell at the old man...his mother would be angry that he ruined a dress shirt. But then he saw.
One of his ribs was broken, and it bent at such an angle that its jagged edge was protruding from his heart.
The old man looked at Jake. His expression was a mixture of horror, shock, and pity.
Suddenly, all Jake wanted in the world was to see his family. His sister...mom and dad...what did it matter what happened to him now? Jake wasn't stupid. That wound was fatal...he didn't have long. His last wish was just to see his family.
Jake imagined how that would go. He would tell Sam he was proud of her. A guy couldn't ask for a better sister, she was always looking after him. He was honored to be her brother.
The parents would be much harder. His mother...she'd be in tears. Jake would hate that. He would tell her not to cry, she was the best mother. She shouldn't blame herself. He loved her so much...
His father. Would he, the terrible Pumpkin King, cry? Jake would tell him he was sorry...he disobeyed him, and now he was paying the ultimate price. And that he was thankful for him being the great father he was.
And what about his two best friends? Harry...what a great chum. You could always depend on him. They'd been through a lot together.
And, finally Suzy...so thoughtful, and kind...she was even kind of pretty now that he thought about it...quiet and shy though. There was something about her...
But this was pointless. Jake felt the room getting colder...the color fading. Then, black.
"Doctor!!" Jack cried. The Skellington family sprinted into the lab.
The doctor was hunched in his wheelchair. He looked down before he spoke. "I'm so sorry Jack, Sally..."
"What...what do you mean? Is he...?" Jack asked. The doctor nodded. Sally burst into tears, burying her head in Jack's shoulder. Sam started crying as well. Jack felt tears well up in his sockets.
The doctor showed them to the examining table, where Jake's skeleton laid. They all saw his fatal wound.
"Pierced in the heart...he must have had an excrutiating death. He did say something before he went." said the doctor solemly, "He said his last wish was to see his family. And that he wanted you to know he's sorry. He was half-dead when you brought him in."
Jack suddenly felt he was not able to speak.
I know...you all hate me...reviews? Or should I leave Jake on the table?