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It has become apparent that many people have been reading this fanfic. And I thank thee, however, a lifeform like me can only continue if feedback is provided, given that It has been killing me to know what you good people think of my creation. All that I ask is that you review my work. Your feedback, depending on what it is, will be considered. Thank you.
-Fifteen Himself
Chapter 3
Heloise awoke slowly to greet the bright trio of suns in the sky. She stretched, and then proceeded to survey her surroundings. The young girl was slightly confused for a second, then remembered why she woke up outside under a blanket. Heloise rose up from where she once lay, and saw Samy cooking breakfast. "Morning!" he cried, abnormally cheerfully. "Hmm." Grunted Heloise. The once Head Honcho of the Experimentation Division at Misery, Inc. looked around to find Jimmy preparing to head out into the ruined city to search for survivors.
"Morning, Heloise!" he said with that irresistible grin. Heloise suddenly put on her best smile for the boy. "Good morning, Jimmy!" she cried in response. "Ready to go?" "Just a sec…" said Two-Shoes. "Beezy! Do you have that First aid kit ready?" he asked his best friend. "Yup! Beezy J. Heinous is always ready!" the red demon said in that low tone of his.
Heloise's heart shrank. "Sir Lumps-a-lot is coming with us?" she asked in disbelief. You've got to be frickin' kidding me. Beezy?! Heloise thought to herself. He'll destroy anything he touches! "Alrighty then! Let's go!" yelled Jimmy, leading the way.
"Wait!" cried a female voice. It was Saffi running up to Beezy. She threw her arms around him and whispered something into the ear of the 17-year-old son of Lucius. Then she kissed him and ran back to join up with the makeshift camp.
"What'd she say?" asked Jimmy. Beezy looked a bit sad. "To come back alive." He mumbled. Jimmy threw his arm around him. "Don't worry, Beez. We'll be alright." Heloise looked at the two. I hope, she thought to herself.
…Later that day…
It had been a long, painful day. The trio had found no survivors, only corpses. Heloise began to realize the extent of her actions. She watched as Jimmy and Beezy pulled bodies from the piles of wreckage. She was dead wrong about Beezy being a nuisance. He was, in fact, very helpful, using his strength to move boulders and whatnot out of the way. Heloise watched horrified as Jimmy pulled the body of a little demon girl from a house that had collapsed. What have I done? I didn't want any of this to happen! Oh god… Her guilt-stricken thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. "Help… me…" it wheezed from under some rocks. "Over here!" cried Jimmy, and the other two quickly ran over to assist Two-Shoes. Together, the three lifted the stones and threw them to the side.
There, right before them, was Dorkus, Heloise's lab assistant. He wheezed, struggling to breath due to his crushed lungs, a fatal wound unknown to Jimmy, Beezy, and Heloise.
"Heloise…" Dorkus whispered. "Why…" And with that, the swift hand of death swiped the suffering soul from Dorkus' body.
All they did was stare at the lifeless cadaver. Then suddenly, Beezy turned to Heloise. "Is there something you'd like to explain?" he asked.
Heloise felt shivers from under her red dress. She tried to avoid the demon's gaze.
"Dorkus was always saying things." She said, short and simple.
Beezy looked her over. "Jimmy, a word." He said, and then walked a short distance away from the young girl, with Two-Shoes right behind him. "I have a bad feeling about all this. Heloise has been acting weird." Said Beezy. Jimmy pondered this for a brief moment. His best friend was right, Heloise had been acting weird, but that didn't say much. "Just relax, Beezy. I'm sure it's nothing. I think she's just scared." He said, remembering last night. "I'll be watching her." Growled Lucius's son, and with that he made his way back to camp.
Jimmy walked over to Heloise. She had a scared look on her face. "What was that all about?" she asked. "Oh, it's nothing, don't worry." He reassured her. Heloise smiled sheepishly. "Shall we head back?" asked Jimmy. She nodded. And the two went about their way.
…That night…
"NOOOO!"
Everyone awoke, frighten by the sound. It had come from, of all people, Beezy J. Heinous. He was breathing quite heavily, and was in a hellish sweat. Jimmy put his arm around him to comfort the big red figure in the dark. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" asked the demon's best friend.
"I had a nightmare. In it, there was a pit of fire, burning hotter than hell. And you were there and-" he stopped and pointed at Heloise. "-you were." He muttered.
The survivors stared at Heloise. She simply stared back.
"Why are we all staring? It was just a dream." Said the young girl rather defensively.
"I don't know. I saw something on TV that said the less intelligent people can predict the future." Said Jez. Everyone looked at her than began mumbling amongst themselves. "Well, I think we should worry about this later. But for now, let's all go back to sleep." Said Jimmy. And they all did.
Heloise was curled back up with Jimmy, this time, however, his arm was over her. Heloise felt safe, knowing that Two-Shoes was there to protect her. She closed her eyes and thought to herself what if the dream was real… what if… and with that she fell asleep.