1 Fate's Cruelty
By
Bentley Gallo
Chapter 7: Questions.
"Help!!!!!" Fiona cried holding Carey and clutching her torn open side. "Anyone!!!! Please help me!!!!"
Just when Fiona was about to abandon all hope and give into the darkness, four dark figures entered the alleyway.
A bright light flashed down onto Fiona's face, burning her eyes.
"Fiona?" Asked Annie. "Carey?"
"Fiona!" Molly yelled rushing to her daughter's side.
"Carey!" Yelled Jack and Clu kneeling next to Carey's broken and battered body.
"What did this?" Annie asked no one in particular.
~*~
The clouds hovered very close to the ground at Central Park. As the wind came along and blew the clouds away, a strange mansion-like castle containing Menarock and the master, remained.
"Master?" Asked Menarock, entering the castle in great pain, clutching his stub of a claw with his other still remaining claw.
"So Menarock…" The master began standing to his feet. "Is the job done?"
Now the master's form was completed. His whole body was standing in front of Menarock now.
Archeron was almost seven feet tall in all. His whole body was covered from head to toe in silver fighting armor. On the belt to his side lay a very large silver and gold sheath. Obviously holding a very large sword.
"Great!" Thought Menarock. "I thought this was going to be easy! Why couldn't you have waited about three hours before gaining your body back?!!"
"Well…" Menarock started, a small squeak in his voice. "I had almost finished him off…"
"Almost?!!" The master asked reaching down towards the sheath holding his sword.
"Well, I-I would have killed him if it wasn't for that fool of a will- o-the-wisp named Bricriu."
"Bricriu's back?" Asked the master. "And you allowed the pesky sprite to beat you?"
"I'm sorry Master…" Said Menarock backing against a newly materialized wall. "It won't happen again…"
"No…" Said the master pulling the sword out of its sheath. "I don't think it will."
"No!" Menarock pleaded backing as far as he could against the wall. "Please master… Let me try again, please!"
"I think that's out of the question." The master said raising the sword above his head.
The master struck quickly, the sword came down, slicing through Menarock's side.
"Ahhh!!!!" The master tore the sword out of his minions side and slid it back it back inside the sheath.
Menarock fell to the ground spilling his green plasma-like blood all over the floor.
"Aw! Great!" The master yelled. "I am not picking that up! And anyway…it's so hard to find good minions these days. No matter. I shall finish that boy Carey off, and Fiona Phillips shall be mine!"
With that the master moved towards the door, leaving poor Menarock dying on the floor.
~*~
Fi?" Annie asked crouching near her. "Can you tell us what did this?"
"It was-a-a creature…" Fiona gasped the cross on her arm was now very large.
"What creature?' Asked Molly pulling out her cell phone.
"It must have been pretty big to create this much carnage." Clu said still next to his brother.
"Maybe it was a rabid dog or something?" Jack said, his usual logic showing through.
"It wasn't a dog…" Fiona said barely able to talk, the pain in her side was so bad.
"Yes." Molly said into her cell phone to the nine one one operator. "We need an ambulance to the alleyway on the corner of fifth and main. "We have two victims here. A rabid dog or something attacked them. They're in pretty bad shape. And one of them isn't responding to anything."
"Some officers are on their way." The operator told Molly.
"Thanks so much." Molly said. "Jack!"
"Yeah mom? Jack asked moving towards her.
"Please go stand out there and wait for the ambulance, okay?"
"Yeah." Jack said planting a comforting kiss on her cheek. "Sure."
"Fiona?" Molly said to her. "Are you okay?"
"My side hurts…" She said to her mom. "What happened to it?"
Molly looked down at her daughter's side and saw the gash marks and blood on her shirt.
Then she realized that her daughter must be hurt so badly that her memory is going haywire.
"Nothing honey." Molly said, comforting her. "Just rest."
"Okay…" Said Fiona.
The last thing that she remembered as her mind faded into the darkness, was the sirens and lights of the advancing ambulances.
~*~
"Ummmm…." Fiona groaned pushing her hair out of her face and realizing something was on her forehead. "What?" She asked feeling the scratchy material of the Band-Aids that the hospitals use.
"Oops!" Molly gasped taking Fiona's hand. "Try not to touch that honey."
"Mom?" Said Fiona opening her eyes.
As she looked around her new surrounds, by the white wash color of the walls and ceilings, she knew she was in a hospital.
Around her stood Molly, Ned, Clu, Jack, and Annie, Irene was nowhere in sight.
"Hey sport." Said Ned moving towards Fiona. "How are you doing?"
"Hi Ned." Fi said smiling. "I'm fine…" But how's Carey."
"Well…" Said Ned. "It's hard for me to talk about but… Fiona…Carey's in coma…"
"Coma?" Fiona asked in shock. "He can't be!"
"Fiona." Said Jack. "You and Carey both lost a lot of blood. But Carey lost more then you."
"You were both lucky to survive." Molly said. "You both suffered from Internal Bleeding."
"Well!" Said Fiona sitting up and instantly feeling as though someone smashed a hammer against her head. "I've got to go see him!" Then the dizzying effects of the unknown wound on her head began to really take effect. "Or maybe not…"
"Whoa! Fi!" Said Clu. "You've got to be careful… We don't want, someone else in a coma." Then it seemed like something broke inside Clu. "I'm sorry." He said and rushed out of the room.
"Clu!" Jack, and Annie said running after him.
"Well…" Said Ned. "I'd better go see Carey and Irene."
With that everyone was gone from the room except for the wounded Fi, and her mother.
"I'm so glad your okay!" Molly said to her daughter brushing her hair back with her hand.
"I need to go see Carey and Irene now." Molly said moving out of her chair. "Try and get some sleep. Okay. You're going to have a big day tomorrow."
"What's tomorrow?" Fi asked her mother.
"The police want to ask you some questions." Molly told her daughter. "Try and sleep."
"Okay…" Fi said as her mom stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her.
"Carey…." Fiona said as a single tear fell down her cheek.
~*~
"Okay young lady…" Said the Chief of Police sitting down in Fi's hospital room.
No one else was in the room.
"My name's Fiona Phillips, Fi for short." She told him.
The Chief's full name was 'Bradley R. Bennet'. He was a tall black man of high stature in the community.
"Well Fi." He began. "I need to ask you a few questions."
"Okay shoot." Said Fiona sitting up, her headache now gone.
"Okay…" He continued. "What time was it when you and the young man were attacked?"
"Umm…" Fiona strained her mind to remember. "It was nine thirty."
"Okay!" He said pulling out a pad of papers and jotting notes down. "Next question: Who was your assailant?"
"A creature…" She responded.
"A creature? What kind of creature?"
"It wasn't human."
"So it was something like a dog or something?"
"No. It made vines. It separated us then attacked Carey."
"What are you trying to pull Fi Phillips?"
"I'm not kidding! Look at my hands! I tore them up trying to get to him!"
She stuck her hands in his face and they were covered with large anesthetic Band Aids.
"So your saying a monster attacked you both?"
"Yes!"
"Then why didn't it kill you and get it over with?"
"A friend saved us." She said simply.
"Then who is this friend? I think he deserves a medal!"
"No! You can't give him one!"
"And why not?"
"He's not human?"
"WHAT!" Bradley yelled obviously getting very mad. "Then what is he?"
"A will o the wisp?"
"That's it." He said standing to his feet. "I need to talk to your doctor. It looks like you need a few more stays in the hospital."
~*~
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By
Bentley Gallo
Chapter 7: Questions.
"Help!!!!!" Fiona cried holding Carey and clutching her torn open side. "Anyone!!!! Please help me!!!!"
Just when Fiona was about to abandon all hope and give into the darkness, four dark figures entered the alleyway.
A bright light flashed down onto Fiona's face, burning her eyes.
"Fiona?" Asked Annie. "Carey?"
"Fiona!" Molly yelled rushing to her daughter's side.
"Carey!" Yelled Jack and Clu kneeling next to Carey's broken and battered body.
"What did this?" Annie asked no one in particular.
~*~
The clouds hovered very close to the ground at Central Park. As the wind came along and blew the clouds away, a strange mansion-like castle containing Menarock and the master, remained.
"Master?" Asked Menarock, entering the castle in great pain, clutching his stub of a claw with his other still remaining claw.
"So Menarock…" The master began standing to his feet. "Is the job done?"
Now the master's form was completed. His whole body was standing in front of Menarock now.
Archeron was almost seven feet tall in all. His whole body was covered from head to toe in silver fighting armor. On the belt to his side lay a very large silver and gold sheath. Obviously holding a very large sword.
"Great!" Thought Menarock. "I thought this was going to be easy! Why couldn't you have waited about three hours before gaining your body back?!!"
"Well…" Menarock started, a small squeak in his voice. "I had almost finished him off…"
"Almost?!!" The master asked reaching down towards the sheath holding his sword.
"Well, I-I would have killed him if it wasn't for that fool of a will- o-the-wisp named Bricriu."
"Bricriu's back?" Asked the master. "And you allowed the pesky sprite to beat you?"
"I'm sorry Master…" Said Menarock backing against a newly materialized wall. "It won't happen again…"
"No…" Said the master pulling the sword out of its sheath. "I don't think it will."
"No!" Menarock pleaded backing as far as he could against the wall. "Please master… Let me try again, please!"
"I think that's out of the question." The master said raising the sword above his head.
The master struck quickly, the sword came down, slicing through Menarock's side.
"Ahhh!!!!" The master tore the sword out of his minions side and slid it back it back inside the sheath.
Menarock fell to the ground spilling his green plasma-like blood all over the floor.
"Aw! Great!" The master yelled. "I am not picking that up! And anyway…it's so hard to find good minions these days. No matter. I shall finish that boy Carey off, and Fiona Phillips shall be mine!"
With that the master moved towards the door, leaving poor Menarock dying on the floor.
~*~
Fi?" Annie asked crouching near her. "Can you tell us what did this?"
"It was-a-a creature…" Fiona gasped the cross on her arm was now very large.
"What creature?' Asked Molly pulling out her cell phone.
"It must have been pretty big to create this much carnage." Clu said still next to his brother.
"Maybe it was a rabid dog or something?" Jack said, his usual logic showing through.
"It wasn't a dog…" Fiona said barely able to talk, the pain in her side was so bad.
"Yes." Molly said into her cell phone to the nine one one operator. "We need an ambulance to the alleyway on the corner of fifth and main. "We have two victims here. A rabid dog or something attacked them. They're in pretty bad shape. And one of them isn't responding to anything."
"Some officers are on their way." The operator told Molly.
"Thanks so much." Molly said. "Jack!"
"Yeah mom? Jack asked moving towards her.
"Please go stand out there and wait for the ambulance, okay?"
"Yeah." Jack said planting a comforting kiss on her cheek. "Sure."
"Fiona?" Molly said to her. "Are you okay?"
"My side hurts…" She said to her mom. "What happened to it?"
Molly looked down at her daughter's side and saw the gash marks and blood on her shirt.
Then she realized that her daughter must be hurt so badly that her memory is going haywire.
"Nothing honey." Molly said, comforting her. "Just rest."
"Okay…" Said Fiona.
The last thing that she remembered as her mind faded into the darkness, was the sirens and lights of the advancing ambulances.
~*~
"Ummmm…." Fiona groaned pushing her hair out of her face and realizing something was on her forehead. "What?" She asked feeling the scratchy material of the Band-Aids that the hospitals use.
"Oops!" Molly gasped taking Fiona's hand. "Try not to touch that honey."
"Mom?" Said Fiona opening her eyes.
As she looked around her new surrounds, by the white wash color of the walls and ceilings, she knew she was in a hospital.
Around her stood Molly, Ned, Clu, Jack, and Annie, Irene was nowhere in sight.
"Hey sport." Said Ned moving towards Fiona. "How are you doing?"
"Hi Ned." Fi said smiling. "I'm fine…" But how's Carey."
"Well…" Said Ned. "It's hard for me to talk about but… Fiona…Carey's in coma…"
"Coma?" Fiona asked in shock. "He can't be!"
"Fiona." Said Jack. "You and Carey both lost a lot of blood. But Carey lost more then you."
"You were both lucky to survive." Molly said. "You both suffered from Internal Bleeding."
"Well!" Said Fiona sitting up and instantly feeling as though someone smashed a hammer against her head. "I've got to go see him!" Then the dizzying effects of the unknown wound on her head began to really take effect. "Or maybe not…"
"Whoa! Fi!" Said Clu. "You've got to be careful… We don't want, someone else in a coma." Then it seemed like something broke inside Clu. "I'm sorry." He said and rushed out of the room.
"Clu!" Jack, and Annie said running after him.
"Well…" Said Ned. "I'd better go see Carey and Irene."
With that everyone was gone from the room except for the wounded Fi, and her mother.
"I'm so glad your okay!" Molly said to her daughter brushing her hair back with her hand.
"I need to go see Carey and Irene now." Molly said moving out of her chair. "Try and get some sleep. Okay. You're going to have a big day tomorrow."
"What's tomorrow?" Fi asked her mother.
"The police want to ask you some questions." Molly told her daughter. "Try and sleep."
"Okay…" Fi said as her mom stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her.
"Carey…." Fiona said as a single tear fell down her cheek.
~*~
"Okay young lady…" Said the Chief of Police sitting down in Fi's hospital room.
No one else was in the room.
"My name's Fiona Phillips, Fi for short." She told him.
The Chief's full name was 'Bradley R. Bennet'. He was a tall black man of high stature in the community.
"Well Fi." He began. "I need to ask you a few questions."
"Okay shoot." Said Fiona sitting up, her headache now gone.
"Okay…" He continued. "What time was it when you and the young man were attacked?"
"Umm…" Fiona strained her mind to remember. "It was nine thirty."
"Okay!" He said pulling out a pad of papers and jotting notes down. "Next question: Who was your assailant?"
"A creature…" She responded.
"A creature? What kind of creature?"
"It wasn't human."
"So it was something like a dog or something?"
"No. It made vines. It separated us then attacked Carey."
"What are you trying to pull Fi Phillips?"
"I'm not kidding! Look at my hands! I tore them up trying to get to him!"
She stuck her hands in his face and they were covered with large anesthetic Band Aids.
"So your saying a monster attacked you both?"
"Yes!"
"Then why didn't it kill you and get it over with?"
"A friend saved us." She said simply.
"Then who is this friend? I think he deserves a medal!"
"No! You can't give him one!"
"And why not?"
"He's not human?"
"WHAT!" Bradley yelled obviously getting very mad. "Then what is he?"
"A will o the wisp?"
"That's it." He said standing to his feet. "I need to talk to your doctor. It looks like you need a few more stays in the hospital."
~*~
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