The Storm
Part 2 - The killer revealed at last!
Written by Arti Cuno and Freakachu
Nakako swung the light around, searching to make sure there were no other surprises hidden in the shadows.
"Maybe we should go an' find th' others." Renku pursued. He was starting to feel a teensy bit nervous. "I mean, they don' have a light or anythin'."
The flashlight flickered and died.
"Apparently neither do we." Nakako groaned.
Renku waved his tail around. "Maybe this'll do th' trick." His tail wasn't nearly as bright as the flashlight that they had. "Are we still lookin' for th' fuckin' lanterns an' shit?"
The Nido-boy made a face. "No, I think maybe we'll just start looking for the others now."
After running for what seemed like hours, Ash and Lilja finally stopped to rest. Ash leaned up against the wall, and Lilja fell to the floor. Freakachu flopped over onto Lilja's lap.
"I can't run anymore!" She wailed.
Ash clamped a hand over her mouth. "Shush!"
Almost immediately they heard the squishy sound of wet shoes on the floor, along with the creaking boards which were coming closer. The bad thing was, the sound was coming in the direction they had come from, so if they decided to run, they'd end up some place that no one had been, or worse, been and never came back.
"Oh shit!" Ash hissed. "What are we going to do?!"
Lilja seemed frozen to the floor, as if Arti had ice beamed her again.
"What's that over there?" She finally pointed to a dead end. There seemed to be a chair or something with a sheet over it.
They ran over to it as quietly as possible and threw the sheet over them, ducking behind the chair. The creaking, squishy footsteps still advancing in their direction. Just when it seemed that the person or thing belonging to the footsteps was close enough to pull the sheet off, the steps stopped, and a grunting noise was heard. The thing seemed to grunt to itself for a few minutes, then squeaked and creaked away slowly.
Under the sheet, Lilja and Ash were clinging to each other for dear life. Freakachu and Pikachu were hiding under the chair.After the footsteps could no longer be heard, they cautiously lifted the sheet and peered out. There seemed to be nothing different, but they couldn't be sure since it was almost pitch black. Freakachu's tail cast a small amount of light, and they could make out faint shapes of old paintings on the walls and discarded pieces of furniture.
"Is it gone?" Lilja whispered.
"I think so," Ash replied, still gripping her.
They started back down the hall and almost bypassed something that wasn't on the wall when they had ran by. It seemed to be another envelope. Neither of them dared touch it. It seemed to glow in the light. They stared at it for a moment and Ash plucked it from the wall. He was about to rip it open, when Lilja grabbed his hand.
"Wait! Remember what was in the last one?"
Ash remembered. But he was curious as to what this new one said. The letter came out of the envelope easily and he unfolded it.
"Umm.. it says 'Look behind you', but I.." he trailed off.
They turned to look behind them and saw something so horrific that they both nearly just died right then. Hanging from the ceiling by it's foot was a badly mutilated body with no head. There were scratches and lacerations all over the body and it dripped with blood. Lilja recognized the carcass as Chris, and even the Vaporeon tail had bite-marks in it. Whoever it was that did this to him seemed to have been hungry for sea food.
Both of the kids screamed and ran, the Freakachu and Pikachu following behind.
Misty dragged one of her hands long the dusty wall as she followed Brock. She was trying to keep her balance and found it hard to walk in the dark without a guide to tell her how far from a wall she was. Togepi shivered in her other arm. The small baby egg pokémon was scared to death, not knowing what was happening all around.
Brock stopped causing Misty to run into him and jump back screaming. He clamped his hand over her mouth and told her to be quiet. He heard something. Something tapping... on... glass? Brock walked ahead, keeping Misty close by so she wasn't lost along the way. The sound grew louder as they continued along. Finally a window was spotted ahead in the hall. Misty ran ahead to look out since it was letting off a dim light. She hoped the power had came back on and it was an outside light shining in. Lightning struck again lighting up that entire hallway.Brock stopped, glancing behind them, where they'd come from. He gasped and nearly yelled as a headless body began to walk towards them. The light had cast just enough light for him to see the basic features of it but it looked like it was one of the other guys, he had no idea who though.
Misty was enjoying seeing light for the first time since she'd ran off from the others. She peered out the window, hoping to see an artificial light source, not just the lightning causing everything to light up. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be. At the last second a light caught her eye that wasn't lightning. It looked like a flash light. She yelled for Brock to see but when she looked to see him he was missing.
"Brock?" she asked, looking around, confused. "Brock? This isn't funny..."
She gazed around a corner in the hall and came face-to-fa- er decapitated living dead. She froze, unable to move. The thing lifted a hand towards her, blood gurgling out the top of its body where its neck used to be. Brock was fainted on the floor. Misty soon followed leaving the headless creature to do as it pleased to them.
After running until he couldn't anymore, Gary stopped and leaned against a wall, still carrying Arti in his arms. The eevees trailing him all collapsed around them on the floor panting. Gary tried to catch his breath, fearing the creature was behind him still. He didn't know what it wanted, but it seemed to have got Chris. The poor bastard was probably what the letter he'd seen was talking about "fish boy" or whatever it'd said was referring to the Vaporeon parts Chris had.
The wall behind Gary's back seemed to give out as he fell backwards landing on the floor. He yelped as he smacked his head and found himself staring at the ceiling. He looked to each side of him and realized he'd been leaning against a door that had popped open for no apparent reason. He quickly sat up then got to his feet. It was getting hard to carry Arti but he didn't want to put her down somewhere, afraid something would suddenly attack and she'd be defenseless.
In the room it had all the usual bedroom items, bed, dressers, mirror, and other things, only it wasn't quite as dusty in there as the halls had been. Gary Ripped the top blanket off of the bed sending the dust covered blanket flying and the dust on it circling though the air. He laid Arti down on the bed now that is was dust free and sat on the edge of it.
The eevee herd followed and all jumped onto the bed with him and Arti. Eevah went to her trainer and rested on her stomach. Hermee, Eeon (male) and Eevi (female) all crowded around Gary. He looked back to Arti and moved the eevee around him so that he could lay beside her.Arti turned her head, waking up finally. She was about to jump up in shock but seemed to calm down suddenly. Gary wrapped his arms around her and smiled at her. "Shh, you'll be okay here." he said, brushing her hair from her eyes.
Arti rested her head against him and sighed, Eevah jumped off Arti and went to lay with the other Eevee.
"Where are we? And how'd we get here?" she asked.
Gary sighed. "I'm assuming you remember everything until you fainted?"
She nodded. "That horrible head...."
Arti seemed to be calmer over all about the storm even now, almost as if the head scared her so much more then the storm she forgot it was still going on. At least the lightning wasn't visible where they were and the thunder wasn't so loud.
Gary slid his hand under Arti's shirt and rubbed her stomach. "I grabbed you and ran away from that psycho just before he smashed though the window and climbed in trying to get us. Thankfully the eevee are all all right too. Though in the end you're more important to me."
Arti blinked and blushed as his hand slid higher then her tummy. She caressed his cheek and sighed. "Now isn't the time for-"
Before she finished Gary kissed her, stopping her from protesting. Arti's eyes widened as he flipped on top of her, still kissing her. "No one's around." he tried to convince her. "Only the eevee and they won't tell." He kissed her neck and she finally began to give in.
Neither of them heard the sound outside the room that began a while later. Water dripping on the floor, the floor board creaking, someone outside the room breathing heavily.
Arti yelled out, catching the thing in the hall's attention. Arti had spooked even the eevee causing them to all wake up and look around.
"You're loud enough to wake the dead!" Gary teased, getting off of her.
Arti gave him an evil look. "Not funny." she warned, now noticing something in the door way to the room they were in.
So far, nothing terribly frightening had happened to Renku and Nakako. Renku lit the way, and although they were the only other group that had a light source, every turn they took got them more lost than before. The storm outside was making things worse. Nakako had found a cramped staircase that led upstairs, and although they knew that they hadn't been up or down any stairs, they followed them to the next level, hoping that the second floor would be less confusing and that they could find their way out from there.
Unfortunately, the second floor was even more confusing than the first. It was also dustier, and probably held more bug pokémon than anywhere in the house except for the third floor, which must be the attic.
"Are we lost again? Di' ya get us lost?" Renku pestered Nakako, while trying to find their way back to the stairs.
"Yes, we are lost, and no, I did not get us lost." He muttered to Renku, as he walked through a cobweb. The thunder made a tremendous noise and Renku leapt onto Nakako's back.
"Get off me, you flaming bugger!" He flung Renku a little too hard and knocked him through a door.
"Hey! Ya big lug!" Hollered Renku through the darkness that had come around after Renku and his tail had fell into the room. "What right d'you got ta throw me aroun' like that? If you wasn' twenty times bigger n' me, I'd...hey! Come look at this!"
Curious as to what Renku was getting excited over, the six foot-some Nidoboy wandered into the room. Renku moved his flame around the room. The walls were covered with posters of half naked people, mostly women, and there was lack of dust. The bed was rumpled and there seemed to be stuff in the dresser drawers. Bits of food going moldy, porno mags, beer cans, dirty underwear, a couple of half burnt candles, a knife or two, some rope, and other various items. A lantern sat on the dresser.
"Hoo baby!" Renku exclaimed. "I've hit th' jackpot!" He started leafing through one of the porno magazines.
Disgusted at his friends behavior, Nakako backhanded Renku, carefully as not to give the poor guy a concussion. "We aren't here for you to look at porn. Don't you see anything wrong with this room?" He was referring to the missing dust, and all the personal items.
"Yeah, whoever owns these Playboys don't 'ave July's issue." Renku pouted, going through the drawer. He dropped one of the magazines by accident, and leaned over to retrieve it. Something in the corner of the room caught his eye. "HOLY FUCK!" He jumped up into Nakako's arms.
"What, what's your problem now?"
Renku pointed to the corner. "L-look... over there!" He whispered, his voice quivering.
Nakako glanced in the direction that Renku pointed, and nearly dropped him. Leaning up against a stack of small crates was a huge and shiny axe. Covered in blood.
Ash groaned as he walked down the hall. He was hungry and scared, and to make matters worse, Freakachu had to go to the bathroom. It kept tugging on Lilja's leg, and whining. They hadn't passed a door to the outside yet, and probably wouldn't. Lilja told it to find some room to do it's business in, no one wanted Freaka-pee in the hall for one of the other lost members of the former group to slip in. Freakachu was terrified of the idea of going into a room alone. After all, there seemed to be a maniac on the loose. What it had done to Chris was warning enough for the two kids and two chu to not let their guard down and become separated so anyone would be alone. Ash convinced Pikachu to go with Freakachu. After all, they were both male and practically a different species. It wasn't like they were going to start doing...
The two chu left to the nearest room, and the two kids sat on the floor with their backs to the wall, and waited. And waited.
"How long have they been in there?" Lilja asked nervously.
Ash shrugged. "Quite a while. Maybe we should see where they got to." He lifted himself from the dirty floor, and shivered. His jacket was in the main part of the house and he was cold. Lilja stood as well, and took a step toward the room. Suddenly she yelped and grabbed her foot, falling over.
Ash caught her just in time, not realizing that he was practically hugging her. "Are you alright?"
Lilja barely nodded, pulling off her shoe. The bottom of her foot was wet and sticky from blood.
"Something stabbed my foot when I stepped. I think it might have been a nail or something." She explained.
Concerned, Ash pulled her closer, this time fully aware. "Put your shoe back on. That way it won't get any more hurt unless you step on that thing again." He backed up against the opposite wall to avoid the sharp thing and puncturing his own foot, pulling Lilja along with him.
"We better find our chu." She protested, but without Freakachu's tail, it was hopeless trying to see in the dark. Ash agreed, but couldn't see what way they had gone in, and ended up with Ash pinning Lilja to the wall accidentally.
He apologized and turned red, although he couldn't be seen. The rain pelted down and a streak of lightning hit a tree or something nearby to make a large cracking noise, also lighting up the room. Once again, they found themselves clinging to each other, and without warning, Ash brought his lips to hers in a most awkward kiss.
If they had been able to see the other, both of them were wide-eyed at the surprise of it.
"Chuuuuuu!" Pikachu called, and waddled up to Ash's leg, tugging on his pants. It couldn't see that it's trainer was a little busy, since after that one sloppy kiss, the two kids were trying a better one.
"Freeeeeaka!" Pouting, Freakachu climbed up on Ash and zapped him, along with Lilja.
Lightning lit up the room again, but this time it was from Freakachu. Pikachu gasped and pointed to the wall. Freakachu's tail-light was too dim for them to see clearly, but when another bolt of lightning from outside came, accompanied with it's friend Thunder, Ash and Lilja saw something else which totally ruined the moment, and any other moments they might have.
The wall looked as if something or someone had thrown something large and bloody at it multiple times. There were big splotches of blood here and there, and in the middle of the wall carved in largely with a knife were the words "UNCLE PHIL."
"Ooh, yer a purdy one..." the thing staring at Arti and Gary said, eyeing up Arti. The man was HIDEOUS. One eye was half shut, the other wide open and always looking in one direction. His hair was grey and scruffy, half falling out. The perverted smile on his face showed off his half missing teeth. "Why don' you come with me..."
He was holding a knife in one hand and a lantern in the other, slowly walking, or as close to walking as he could get with one leg longer then the other, towards Arti who hadn't even had time to completely put her clothes back on after her romp with Gary, she was still missing her shirt altogether.
"Leave her alone!" Gary yelled, putting himself between Arti and a psycho man. "Just go fuck off somewhere and leave! You're not having her!"
The man walked right up to Gary and laughed, sounding like a wild animal snorting and choking. "You can't hurt me you little boy. I'm gonna take yer girly and try her out myself."
Gary turned his head to the side and coughed, waving his hand in front of his face to clear the air. "Whoa, buddy, get yourself a breath mint before you do anything here."
The psycho stopped and sniffed the air a few times. He looked confused. "You sayin' I's stink?"
Gary gagged. "That's putting it nicely, Killer..."
"Killer" proceeded to put a hand to his face, breathing out though his mouth then quickly sniffing in though his nose, trying to see what Gary was talking about. While he was preoccupied with that Gary grabbed Arti's arm and pulled her off with the Eevee following again.
The raced down the hall, reaching a dead end with only a window and a wall to either side of them. No way to go, other then back, but that was a direction neither of them wanted to go. Lightning flashed again, making Arti scream as she clung onto Gary. In the rush to get out of there her shirt had been left behind on the bed. The whole house was cold due to there not being any heating in it, not a good time to be topless.
"You alright?" Gary asked, kissing Arti's forehead. "If you're cold you can have my shirt, I'd rather you be warm then freezing to death. Don't really care about myself, you're more important."
Arti shook her head. "I'm fine. Cold doesn't bother me, remember? But right now I wanna get outta here. I don't know who that is but I don't wanna wait and find out either. I just wanna LEAVE. We shouldn't of came here to begin with!"
"Shh, calm down..." Gary sighed, holding Arti as she started to cry. "We'll find a way out soon, but right now we need to find a way to get away from that freak of nature. Who knows what he'll do if he finds us... Well, I can probably take a guess..."
A sound began to echo down the hall, first a clunking sound, then the sound of something dragging. The two sounds continued to repeat themselves over and over, getting closer each time. Gary held Arti close and leaned back against the wall, trying to keep as much out of sight as he could. If they weren't seem then they had a chance to get out still, if they were, the only way out was to run past him and hope they made it. There was always the option of smashing out one of the few windows and trying to escape, but all the windows were either too high to quickly get out of or too small.
Another flash of light followed by a boom passed, lighting the hall, giving the killer an even more creepy look then he had before. He grunted a few times, seeming to be talking to himself as he shuffled along, slower then before.
Arti whimpered, too scared to stay quiet. The sound gave them away again and the killer began making his way towards them again. She screeched and tried to pull away from Gary so she could run away but he refused to let her go. "You'll be alright..." he smiled down at her. "I won't let him hurt you, no matter what..."
Eevah climbed her way onto Arti's head and whined while the other three eevee were huddled on the floor together. Gary let go of Arti and stepped forward.
"You don' scare me li'l boy..." the crazy man said, as another flash of light reveled how close he was. "You just some punk kid intruding on my house! No one intrudes on Uncle Phil...."
"Uncle..." Arti began.
"...Phil?" Gary finished. Both of them seemed baffled.
"Yeah, 'm Uncle Phil, an' I don't like nosey li'l kids! Unless they like tha' purdy one hidin' in th' corner. She stayin' with me..."
Arti made a face, even if it was dark Gary knew she was giving the pervert an evil glare. Arti didn't like being considered an object and hated when people talked about her as if she wasn't even really there.
"What was that..." Arti demanded, not quite a question. She stormed past Gary and stood in front of Phil. "I'm not some ten cent whore. I'm not yours, nor will I ever be. So go jack off in a dark corner and LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! Look, there's a dark corner right there!" She pointed to one. "Go do something."
He laughed his crazy laugh as lightning flashed again and gave Arti his perverted smile again. "Yer real cute when yer mad... but if yer not gonna come with m' willin'ly..."
"Arti! Look out!" Gary called out, he was too late though.
Uncle Phil stabbed the knife he had with him though Arti's stomach before she was about to react. She dropped down to her knees as her hands went to where the handle of the knife was sticking out of her, almost as if she didn't believe he'd actually done what he just did.
From on top her head, Eevah snarled and barked loudly at Phil for having hurt her trainer. Phil was now defenseless, having left his only weapon on him in Arti. Gary rushed to her side, picking her up and rushing past Phil, all the eevee following again. As he passed he grabbed onto the psycho's head and snapped his neck back as he tripped him up, trying to break his neck though it seemed he was unsuccessful. Phil again rose to his feet and again was chasing them
Misty finally came to after fainting earlier from the hideous site of the headless Chris which seemed to be alive before. She stood, looking around for Brock. Since it was so dark, she couldn't see a foot in front of her face until reoccurring lightning lit the place time and again.
"Brock?" She whispered, panicking. She was completely freaked out after seeing the dead body come after her and Brock but it didn't seem to be around anywhere. Really, Brock wasn't much company. Misty thought it would have been a lot better if Ash had run after her instead. Who knows where he was now?
"I'm right here. Don't move, there's a giant Spinarak above your head." He replied from somewhere over to her right.
That was the worst thing he could have said. Misty jumped up and screamed, stepping back into a rope that was across a doorway. She felt the rope give, and a whirring noise, followed by a cry of pain from Brock's direction.
"Brock! Brock, are you alright?" Misty stammered. "Please, answer me. Brock!" She felt her way across the floor on her hands and knees, and her hand touched what felt like Brock's arm. "Don't you dare be playing a dirty trick, or I'll have to kill you!"
Lightning flashed and the whole scene before Misty lit up like it was practically day. Just for an instant could she see, but even after it was dark again, the image was imprinted on her mind. Brock was laying on the floor, covered in blood. Several sharp objects had impaled themselves somehow into his chest.
Misty gasped. How did that happen? The blades must have been triggered when she stepped into that rope. She felt terrible. She had unintentionally killed one of her friends.
Down the hall came a shuffling and grunting. There was also a panting noise, as if whatever was coming had been running. The figure rounded the corner, and Misty could clearly see it, since the thing had a source of light with it.
"Heya Sugah! I was followin' a prize, but she seems ta have gott'n away. Yer kinda scrawny but you'll do." He muttered, half to himself.
"Wh-who are you?" Misty choked out.
"T'names Unca Phil. Ya can call me Unca Phil. I ain't Phil, or Unca. It's Unca Phil." The guy replied. He was a hideous sight, and he grabbed Misty by the suspenders. "Looks ta me yer friend got wha' was comin' ta him!" He burst into a raspy laughing fit, his bloodstained hands still latching her. Then he dragged her through the maze of halls like he knew where he was going, and up a flight of stairs.
"Where are you taking me? How'd you get in Arti's house?" Misty struggled to get away from the dirty old man, but his grip was like steel.
"I don' know any Arti, an' this is my house." He drunkenly swaggered through a doorway. "This here's my room. Yer gonna be in here for a bit. Get ovah on my bed an' take them clothes off!"
Misty looked as if someone had told her to sleep in a tree with Kakuna. "Me?! Not a chance! Go find something else to play with!"
Uncle Phil grunted. "Have 't yer way then. I jus' gonna have ta be a bit rougher wit ya than I was gonna." He grabbed her wrists and shoved her on the bed, where he proceeded to literally rip her clothes off until she was bare, and yelling at the top of her lungs.