(A/N: Welcome, all. Welcome to my second JGR fic. Hope you enjoy the....angsty....ness....and the mystery. Oh, and on another note, I have been holding left on my DC controller forever, letting the GG garage go around and around, and try as I might, I can't see any doors or stairs, so for story's sake, pretend there are doors leading to different rooms, and stairs leading to a second floor. Okey doke? Good. On with the story.)
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It all started two weeks ago. The freaky murders.....the even freakier clues......and that damned song playing all the time. I swear it felt like a fucking episode of Scooby Doo.....
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Guitar riffs suddenly shattered the midnight silence that had taken hold of the GGs garage. Piranha sat straight up in her bed, looking around with sudden panic in her eyes. "What the hell...? Mew, you up?"
The other GG sat up slowly in her bed across the room from Piranha, "I'm up, I'm up. What's wron- What the hell is that?"
"I don't know, but I'm gonna go find out." Piranha swung her legs out of bed and stood, dressed only in a white bed shirt and pink pajama pants. "Let's go."
"Aw," Mew complained, but still got out of bed. Her face had been washed clean of her blue and white makeup, and she wore a huge bed shirt that went down to her knees featuring some sort of orange and black cat holding a coffee mug on the front. "Ok, let's go."
Piranha tipoed toward the door, followed closely by Mew. She turned the door handle slowly, opening it just a crack and peeking outside.
"What do you see, P?" Mew leaned over, trying to get a look.
"Nothing. Just darkness." The music was still as loud as ever, and they could now hear someone singing, backgrounded by the guitar riffs. The music seemed to fill the entire garage...
I want you to remember.
A love so full it could send us all ways
I want you to surrender
All my feelings rose today
Piranha made her way out of the room and into the main area of the garage, feeling her way around the room. "Where's that damned lightswitch, already?" she muttered, her hands sliding along the walls, the music still echoing in her ears.
The chemicals between us
The walls that lie between us
Lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonlier place
Than lying in this bed
"Ha, found it," she whispered triumphantly. As light filled the room, Piranha did a dramatic little twirl. She stopped suddenly, her expression turning from smug to horrified as she caught sight of the gruesome scene before her. She opened her mouth and let out a terrified scream.....
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Beat was already on his way downstairs when he heard the scream. It was a scream of pure, unbridled terror. And he knew it couldn't be anything good. He ran down the hall, banging on the other two doors on the second story before rushing down the stairs to see Piranha and Mew screaming bloody murder, and looking just in front of them, he did indeed see bloody murder. It was Garam, lying in a pool of what could only be his own blood. Beat could clearly see that his throat was slit, the bones in his throat clearly visible. Beat stood in shock at what he was seeing. He barely even noticed as the other seven GGs tromped downstairs, all either copying Beat's stunned speechlessness, or breaking into tears.
Only Combo remained relatively calm. He alone skated cautiously up to his fallen comrade and crouched next to him. "Ashes to ashes....dust to dust. We will avenge you," he whispered, tears welling up in the big man's eyes. "Huh? What's this?" he gingerly picked up a piece of looseleaf paper, his guess turning from murder to suicide momentarily. He examined the paper closely, before standing up and reading it aloud.
July 6
R.I.P Garam. Cause of death: Cut throat
Silenced are those voices that forever nag me. Drive me
to do unthinkable things. Know that I am sorry for what I
have done, and what I am going to do, but I simply cannot
stop now. I want to see where this leads. I have tasted the
blood of the innocent, I have felt the knife cut flesh and scrape
against bone, and I have heard the muffled cries of pain.
And I love it. I have silenced those infernal voices for now,
but their return will mark another murder. Until there is noone
left. To whoever reads this, know that you could be next. I am
one of the nine surviving GGs, but not for long. I will soon be
one of the eight survivors, then one of the seven survivors, until
there is noone left. Sleep tight.
-Omnibus"
"Mother fucker," Slate whispered, "This sick fuck is messing with us. One of us is messing with us. And who the fuck is Omniboost?"
"Omnibus," Combo corrected calmly, still staring down at the letter.
"Take it easy, Slate," Beat put a hand on his shoulder, "Ranting and raving isn't gonna get us anywhere. We can't even be sure it's one of us. It might be one of our enemies just messing with us. Lieing to us. But we have to stop him now. Let's not let what happened to Garam happen to anyone else. Only thing left to do now is...give Garam a proper burial."
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(A/N: End of chapter 1. 2 coming soon. Hope you enjoyed it, cause if you hated, don't hesitate to tell me, but please flame legitimately and with good cause. Thanks. Oh, and on another note, some lyrics were borrowed from Bush's "The Chemicals Between Us". I doubt anyone from Bush will read this, but if you do, don't sue me please.
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It all started two weeks ago. The freaky murders.....the even freakier clues......and that damned song playing all the time. I swear it felt like a fucking episode of Scooby Doo.....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Guitar riffs suddenly shattered the midnight silence that had taken hold of the GGs garage. Piranha sat straight up in her bed, looking around with sudden panic in her eyes. "What the hell...? Mew, you up?"
The other GG sat up slowly in her bed across the room from Piranha, "I'm up, I'm up. What's wron- What the hell is that?"
"I don't know, but I'm gonna go find out." Piranha swung her legs out of bed and stood, dressed only in a white bed shirt and pink pajama pants. "Let's go."
"Aw," Mew complained, but still got out of bed. Her face had been washed clean of her blue and white makeup, and she wore a huge bed shirt that went down to her knees featuring some sort of orange and black cat holding a coffee mug on the front. "Ok, let's go."
Piranha tipoed toward the door, followed closely by Mew. She turned the door handle slowly, opening it just a crack and peeking outside.
"What do you see, P?" Mew leaned over, trying to get a look.
"Nothing. Just darkness." The music was still as loud as ever, and they could now hear someone singing, backgrounded by the guitar riffs. The music seemed to fill the entire garage...
I want you to remember.
A love so full it could send us all ways
I want you to surrender
All my feelings rose today
Piranha made her way out of the room and into the main area of the garage, feeling her way around the room. "Where's that damned lightswitch, already?" she muttered, her hands sliding along the walls, the music still echoing in her ears.
The chemicals between us
The walls that lie between us
Lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonlier place
Than lying in this bed
"Ha, found it," she whispered triumphantly. As light filled the room, Piranha did a dramatic little twirl. She stopped suddenly, her expression turning from smug to horrified as she caught sight of the gruesome scene before her. She opened her mouth and let out a terrified scream.....
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Beat was already on his way downstairs when he heard the scream. It was a scream of pure, unbridled terror. And he knew it couldn't be anything good. He ran down the hall, banging on the other two doors on the second story before rushing down the stairs to see Piranha and Mew screaming bloody murder, and looking just in front of them, he did indeed see bloody murder. It was Garam, lying in a pool of what could only be his own blood. Beat could clearly see that his throat was slit, the bones in his throat clearly visible. Beat stood in shock at what he was seeing. He barely even noticed as the other seven GGs tromped downstairs, all either copying Beat's stunned speechlessness, or breaking into tears.
Only Combo remained relatively calm. He alone skated cautiously up to his fallen comrade and crouched next to him. "Ashes to ashes....dust to dust. We will avenge you," he whispered, tears welling up in the big man's eyes. "Huh? What's this?" he gingerly picked up a piece of looseleaf paper, his guess turning from murder to suicide momentarily. He examined the paper closely, before standing up and reading it aloud.
July 6
R.I.P Garam. Cause of death: Cut throat
Silenced are those voices that forever nag me. Drive me
to do unthinkable things. Know that I am sorry for what I
have done, and what I am going to do, but I simply cannot
stop now. I want to see where this leads. I have tasted the
blood of the innocent, I have felt the knife cut flesh and scrape
against bone, and I have heard the muffled cries of pain.
And I love it. I have silenced those infernal voices for now,
but their return will mark another murder. Until there is noone
left. To whoever reads this, know that you could be next. I am
one of the nine surviving GGs, but not for long. I will soon be
one of the eight survivors, then one of the seven survivors, until
there is noone left. Sleep tight.
-Omnibus"
"Mother fucker," Slate whispered, "This sick fuck is messing with us. One of us is messing with us. And who the fuck is Omniboost?"
"Omnibus," Combo corrected calmly, still staring down at the letter.
"Take it easy, Slate," Beat put a hand on his shoulder, "Ranting and raving isn't gonna get us anywhere. We can't even be sure it's one of us. It might be one of our enemies just messing with us. Lieing to us. But we have to stop him now. Let's not let what happened to Garam happen to anyone else. Only thing left to do now is...give Garam a proper burial."
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(A/N: End of chapter 1. 2 coming soon. Hope you enjoyed it, cause if you hated, don't hesitate to tell me, but please flame legitimately and with good cause. Thanks. Oh, and on another note, some lyrics were borrowed from Bush's "The Chemicals Between Us". I doubt anyone from Bush will read this, but if you do, don't sue me please.