Note: I will be finishing "The Haunting" it's just that the sudden
insperating for this fic hit me and I had to start it. So enjoy!
VAMPIRE HIGH
(When the dawn breaks)....
The Cradle Will Fall
Scene 1: The Need To Run
{While the others take to quite activities, Marty paces around in frustration and being cooped up again.}
Drew- (looks up from his book.) Murdock's not going to let you out, you know that.
Marty- I can't take this! I have to get out of here! (he starts shaking the gate way.)
{Dr. Murdock enters.}
Dr. M.- Drew's right Marty. I won't let you go out, because I can't and you know very well why. Now I have to go and meet the person delivering your allotments, I trust you will all behave.
{All nod, Murdoch leaves. Marty, infuriated, storms off to his coffin ramming into Az.}
Azreal- PMS?
Marty- Yeah, Punish Marty Syndrome. How can you stand it Az?
Azreal- Stand what?
Marty- Only a few weeks ago you were free. Now your condemned here in this pit.
Azreal- I don't see it that way. Either way I would of been living with a bunch of people that drive me up the wall! If you ever meet my band....
Marty- And another thing, I feel like everyone has someone but me.
Azreal- Huh?
Marty- Think about it. You have Merrill, Karl and Essie hang out, and even Drew technically has someone.
Azreal- (laughs) If you mean Sherry, all that is, is Drew's mind travel induced masturbatory fantasy.
Marty- (shudders) Thanks Az. Now whenever I look at him I'm gonna wonder if he's just finished jerking off.
Azreal- Glad to be of service?
Marty- You're sick. Go away I want to be alone.
Azreal- Marty, if I sneak you out right now will you get off the self pity trip!
Marty- (total switch of demeanor) Ok!
Azreal- Fine. I'll distract the Scooby gang, and you speed demon yourself out the door. I'll give you a signal.
Marty- What is it?
Azreal- I'll tug on my lip ring. (tugs)
Marty- And Murdock?
Azreal- He's out. He went to get our food stuffs remember. So just stay here and when I give you the signal, whisk your self out.
Marty- Will do. Thanks.
Azreal- Yeah, yeah.
{Marty hides behind a wall, while Az joins the group.}
Merrill- Is it just me or is Marty getting worse? I think he's getting Cabin Fever.
Essie- We all know what he'll do if we let him go.
Karl- Murderous snacking rampage.
Drew- We all would end up doing that so don't make Marty out to be the monster out of all of us.
Karl- Yeah but we have allot more control than he does.
Essie- (files nail.) He's has a point Drew.
Azreal- Yeah Karl, like you had control over almost snacking on your drinking buddies. I heard wind of that tale.
Essie- Karl I think your "point" has just be eliminated. Marty will complain for a while and then he'll be fine. So where is the "Oh pity me" boy? (she looks at Az)
Azreal- Don't look at me, I don't know.
Merrill- Weren't you just with him?
Azreal- Uh....No.
Essie- Your lying.
Azreal- (gapes at her) I am shocked and appalled that you would accuse me of such a vile act! Your accusation is a blasphemy under god and a smack in the face of all that right and good in the world! You Essie Rachimova sicken me! (he glances over at where Marty is hiding and tugs on his lip. Marty escapes.)
Drew- Nice performance Az!
Essie- Cut the melodrama and tell us the truth boy.
Azreal- The truth, YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!
Merrill- He's gone isn't he?
Azreal- Define "gone".
Essie- That's just great.
Merril- Dr. Murdock isn't going to like this. How could you let him leave? (she probes his mind discovering his paln) It was your idea, that little freak out was a diversion.
Azreal- Uh, uh...Damb.
Drew- Your brilliant Az. (rolls eyes)
Karl- Hey look at it this way, this time around when we save his ass we can make him do our laundry!
Drew- Karl this is serious. He could end up really hurting someone.
Merrill- What are we going to tell Dr. Murdoch?
Azreal- I...I'm sorry. I thought I was helping a friend. And I don't think he'll hurt anyone.
Drew- What makes you so sure?
Azreal- Cause I'm pretty sure he's not looking for a snack. I think he's looking...
Karl- What, is he looking to get laid?
Azreal- Karl, your a cock monkey. And I don't have to take this, I'm going to my box. (heads for coffin)
Merrill- (thinking) I hope you're right Az, I hope you're right.......
VAMPIRE HIGH
(When the dawn breaks)....
The Cradle Will Fall
Scene 1: The Need To Run
{While the others take to quite activities, Marty paces around in frustration and being cooped up again.}
Drew- (looks up from his book.) Murdock's not going to let you out, you know that.
Marty- I can't take this! I have to get out of here! (he starts shaking the gate way.)
{Dr. Murdock enters.}
Dr. M.- Drew's right Marty. I won't let you go out, because I can't and you know very well why. Now I have to go and meet the person delivering your allotments, I trust you will all behave.
{All nod, Murdoch leaves. Marty, infuriated, storms off to his coffin ramming into Az.}
Azreal- PMS?
Marty- Yeah, Punish Marty Syndrome. How can you stand it Az?
Azreal- Stand what?
Marty- Only a few weeks ago you were free. Now your condemned here in this pit.
Azreal- I don't see it that way. Either way I would of been living with a bunch of people that drive me up the wall! If you ever meet my band....
Marty- And another thing, I feel like everyone has someone but me.
Azreal- Huh?
Marty- Think about it. You have Merrill, Karl and Essie hang out, and even Drew technically has someone.
Azreal- (laughs) If you mean Sherry, all that is, is Drew's mind travel induced masturbatory fantasy.
Marty- (shudders) Thanks Az. Now whenever I look at him I'm gonna wonder if he's just finished jerking off.
Azreal- Glad to be of service?
Marty- You're sick. Go away I want to be alone.
Azreal- Marty, if I sneak you out right now will you get off the self pity trip!
Marty- (total switch of demeanor) Ok!
Azreal- Fine. I'll distract the Scooby gang, and you speed demon yourself out the door. I'll give you a signal.
Marty- What is it?
Azreal- I'll tug on my lip ring. (tugs)
Marty- And Murdock?
Azreal- He's out. He went to get our food stuffs remember. So just stay here and when I give you the signal, whisk your self out.
Marty- Will do. Thanks.
Azreal- Yeah, yeah.
{Marty hides behind a wall, while Az joins the group.}
Merrill- Is it just me or is Marty getting worse? I think he's getting Cabin Fever.
Essie- We all know what he'll do if we let him go.
Karl- Murderous snacking rampage.
Drew- We all would end up doing that so don't make Marty out to be the monster out of all of us.
Karl- Yeah but we have allot more control than he does.
Essie- (files nail.) He's has a point Drew.
Azreal- Yeah Karl, like you had control over almost snacking on your drinking buddies. I heard wind of that tale.
Essie- Karl I think your "point" has just be eliminated. Marty will complain for a while and then he'll be fine. So where is the "Oh pity me" boy? (she looks at Az)
Azreal- Don't look at me, I don't know.
Merrill- Weren't you just with him?
Azreal- Uh....No.
Essie- Your lying.
Azreal- (gapes at her) I am shocked and appalled that you would accuse me of such a vile act! Your accusation is a blasphemy under god and a smack in the face of all that right and good in the world! You Essie Rachimova sicken me! (he glances over at where Marty is hiding and tugs on his lip. Marty escapes.)
Drew- Nice performance Az!
Essie- Cut the melodrama and tell us the truth boy.
Azreal- The truth, YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!
Merrill- He's gone isn't he?
Azreal- Define "gone".
Essie- That's just great.
Merril- Dr. Murdock isn't going to like this. How could you let him leave? (she probes his mind discovering his paln) It was your idea, that little freak out was a diversion.
Azreal- Uh, uh...Damb.
Drew- Your brilliant Az. (rolls eyes)
Karl- Hey look at it this way, this time around when we save his ass we can make him do our laundry!
Drew- Karl this is serious. He could end up really hurting someone.
Merrill- What are we going to tell Dr. Murdoch?
Azreal- I...I'm sorry. I thought I was helping a friend. And I don't think he'll hurt anyone.
Drew- What makes you so sure?
Azreal- Cause I'm pretty sure he's not looking for a snack. I think he's looking...
Karl- What, is he looking to get laid?
Azreal- Karl, your a cock monkey. And I don't have to take this, I'm going to my box. (heads for coffin)
Merrill- (thinking) I hope you're right Az, I hope you're right.......