Things get really messed up in this Chapter. Oh I know there are typos. I
just haven't felt like fixing them yet. Chapter 3 tomorrow....
Chapter 2: Reality isn't your right.......
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The ride home was eerily quiet. Blossom was staring out the window. Both of her sisters looked frightened of her for some reason and the Professor looked worrier. So she kept her mouth shut. They probably figured she was having withdrawls because of Ray or something. She tried to explain to them what had happened and just dismissed it as a coma-dream. What had happened to her? What had that thing poored on her? And what did it have to do with two guys and a truck? All she could remember was blacking out after seeing...... something on the fence. As she stared out at the window she noticed it starting to rain again.
"That's funny.... Its not cloudy."
"You say something Blossom?"
"Huh... no nevermind."
Buttercup turned back to the magazine she was reading and Blossom looked back out the window. Rain drops slapped against the window and a sudden heavy thud slapped the top of the car.
"What was that?"
"I didn't hear anything Blossom."
She turned to see Bubbles looking worried.
"It sounded like a thud..."
There was a second thud and Blossom turned to the window. Her eyes became wide. The rain had changed to droplets of something red, something dark red. Blood.
"Impossible......"
A sudden shriek pierced the air and Blossom held her ears as it increased. She turned to Buttercup who was staring at her. Blossom screamed as Buttercups eyes melted from her body and blood began to fill inside the car. She screamed as a arm devoid of skin burst from the thick blood and grabbed her throat. Her voice was muffled as hands burst from all over inside the car. They tore at her skin and pain shot throughout her body.
"This isn't happening!"
She screamed again and broke free of the hands and pulled open the door. She fell out of the car and rolled onto the street. Blood covered the ground, making it too slippery to run. She tried to fly but she felt like she weighed about a thousand tons. She started running and the shrieking started again. She looked over her shoulder to see the world falling away in to a horrible blackness. She stumbled and felt the ground fall away from her and darkness covered her eyes.
Buttercup tried holding onto Blossom's shoulders to keep her thrashing down. But no matter how hard she tried she couldn't keep Blossom from screaming. Bubbles was crying hard and hugged her knees and the Professor was trying to drive and help at the same time. Blossom suddenly threw Buttercup against the side of the car and doubled over. She hunched over and spewed blood all over the floor of the car before collapsing completely. Silence filled the car for a moment before Buttercup spoke softly.
"Professor.... please hurry and get us home."
Hours later........
Blossom awoke again in a daze. She sat up and rubbed her forehead slowly. She looked up and her vision blurred for a moment and slowly returned. She was back in her room, alone. For some reason she didn't want to be alone. She turned and looked at the clock. 11:43pm. She hunched over and rubbed her eyes. How long had she been asleep? She swung her legs out from under the covers and walked slowly to the bathroom. She fumbled for the light and clicked it on. She looked up at her reflection. She let out a high pitched scream as her reflection suddenly gained life and lunged for her throat. her reflection grabbed hold of her nightgown and screamed in her face.
"Get out! Get out of the house! They're going to kill you if you keep sleeping!"
Blossom fell backwards and the light exploded sending her into darkness. Still stunned from what had just happened she stood and fell out of the bathroom onto the bedroom floor. She felt something warm on her upper lips and reached up to her nose. It was bleeding. She reached up for the dresser and used it as a brace to help herself to her feet. She stumbled slowly across the room and fell to her knees. She crawled slowly to the side of her bed and grabbed a handful of tissues and held it to her nose. They soaked quickly with blood and she grabbed more. She tried to stand and fell again. Why did she feel so weak? She crawled onto the bed trying to stop the blood from leaking out of her nose. She collapsed on her stomach. The effort of heaving herself on the bed had drained her. Blood poored out of her nose and started soaking she sheets. Her head started to spin as the loss of blood started affecting her. She called out weakly.
"Someone.... help....... help me....."
Her voice was soft and hoarse and she barely recognized herself. She heard the door open quickly and the sound of pounding as someone ran to her. She thought she heard Buttercup yell but it was so distant. Everything was fading. A ring of darkness began to engulf her vision and she felt her mind slip away. Was she dying? From a nose bleed? She didn't have much time to think as she blacked out again.
Buttercup hefted her sister on her shoulder and flew as fast as she could to the lab. Blood was still pooring heavily from her sisters nose. Buttercup had no idea what was wrong but figured the Professor did. She kicked the door off it's hinges and screamed down.
"Professor!!!!!"
The Professor ran to the base of the stairs and saw Buttercup holding Blossom. Buttercup's dress was stained heavily witth blood and all of Blossom's chest was covered in blood.
"Quickly bring her here!"
Buttercup flew down the stairs and laid Blossom on a small table. The Professor examined her quickly.
"Buttercup, find me a coagulant somewhere on those shelves. We need to get her blood to clot."
Buttercup flew to the shelves and searched with her eyes as fast as she could. She finally found it and brought it back to the Professor. He filled a small needle with some the liquid and stuck it into Blossom's arm. He emptied the needle into her and stepped back.
"There.... That should stop the bleeding. Why the hell did her blood suddenly decide to not clot?"
Buttercup didn't say anything. She just stared down at her sister. She was breathing softly. It was difficult to tell she was bleeding at all.
"I'm.... going to take her back upstairs. I'm gonna clean her up."
"Good idea."
The Professor patted Buttercup on the head softly and returned to his work. Buttercup picked Blossom up and brought her up the stairs slowly. She entered the bathroom and tried the light. It sparked and dimmed.
"Great."
She set Blossom in a chair in the bed room.
"Just wait here okay. I'll be right back."
Blossom didn't respond and just slid down farther in the chair. Buttercup sighed and flew out of the room. She returned with a light bulb and looked around the room. Blossom was no where in sight. Buttercup rubbed the back of her head and went into the bathroom. She unscrewed the broken bulb and replaced it with a fresh one. A sudden burst of electricity shocked her figner.
"Ow!"
She sucked her finger as she reached for the light and clicked it on. Light filled the bathroom and she smiled. Her smiled faded as she saw Blossom sitting in the tub holding a piece of broken glass. Her eyes were glassed over and her arm was bleeding heavily leaking into the tub.
"Blossom stop it now!"
Blossom turned and looked at her. She smiled slightly and then suddenly jammed the glass into her wrist. She impaled it into the porcelein tub and screamed as blood sprayed upwards in a brialiant red arch. Buttercup tackled Blossom to her back and ripped the glass out of her wrist. She threw it agains the wall and it shattered. Blossom grabbed Buttercup's throat and screamed.
"Giya ne so nur la!"
"What does that mean! What the hell is wrong with you!"
Blossom screamed again, a high pitched wail that shattered the light Buttercup had just replaced. Darkness engulfed them both and Buttercup felt Blossom go limp in her arms. She lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. Her arm hung limply dripping blood onto the ground and her breathing had slowled considerably. Buttercup staggered and dropped her. She fell to her knees and burst into to tears staring at Blossom and the small pool of blood forming beneath her.
Chapter 2: Reality isn't your right.......
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The ride home was eerily quiet. Blossom was staring out the window. Both of her sisters looked frightened of her for some reason and the Professor looked worrier. So she kept her mouth shut. They probably figured she was having withdrawls because of Ray or something. She tried to explain to them what had happened and just dismissed it as a coma-dream. What had happened to her? What had that thing poored on her? And what did it have to do with two guys and a truck? All she could remember was blacking out after seeing...... something on the fence. As she stared out at the window she noticed it starting to rain again.
"That's funny.... Its not cloudy."
"You say something Blossom?"
"Huh... no nevermind."
Buttercup turned back to the magazine she was reading and Blossom looked back out the window. Rain drops slapped against the window and a sudden heavy thud slapped the top of the car.
"What was that?"
"I didn't hear anything Blossom."
She turned to see Bubbles looking worried.
"It sounded like a thud..."
There was a second thud and Blossom turned to the window. Her eyes became wide. The rain had changed to droplets of something red, something dark red. Blood.
"Impossible......"
A sudden shriek pierced the air and Blossom held her ears as it increased. She turned to Buttercup who was staring at her. Blossom screamed as Buttercups eyes melted from her body and blood began to fill inside the car. She screamed as a arm devoid of skin burst from the thick blood and grabbed her throat. Her voice was muffled as hands burst from all over inside the car. They tore at her skin and pain shot throughout her body.
"This isn't happening!"
She screamed again and broke free of the hands and pulled open the door. She fell out of the car and rolled onto the street. Blood covered the ground, making it too slippery to run. She tried to fly but she felt like she weighed about a thousand tons. She started running and the shrieking started again. She looked over her shoulder to see the world falling away in to a horrible blackness. She stumbled and felt the ground fall away from her and darkness covered her eyes.
Buttercup tried holding onto Blossom's shoulders to keep her thrashing down. But no matter how hard she tried she couldn't keep Blossom from screaming. Bubbles was crying hard and hugged her knees and the Professor was trying to drive and help at the same time. Blossom suddenly threw Buttercup against the side of the car and doubled over. She hunched over and spewed blood all over the floor of the car before collapsing completely. Silence filled the car for a moment before Buttercup spoke softly.
"Professor.... please hurry and get us home."
Hours later........
Blossom awoke again in a daze. She sat up and rubbed her forehead slowly. She looked up and her vision blurred for a moment and slowly returned. She was back in her room, alone. For some reason she didn't want to be alone. She turned and looked at the clock. 11:43pm. She hunched over and rubbed her eyes. How long had she been asleep? She swung her legs out from under the covers and walked slowly to the bathroom. She fumbled for the light and clicked it on. She looked up at her reflection. She let out a high pitched scream as her reflection suddenly gained life and lunged for her throat. her reflection grabbed hold of her nightgown and screamed in her face.
"Get out! Get out of the house! They're going to kill you if you keep sleeping!"
Blossom fell backwards and the light exploded sending her into darkness. Still stunned from what had just happened she stood and fell out of the bathroom onto the bedroom floor. She felt something warm on her upper lips and reached up to her nose. It was bleeding. She reached up for the dresser and used it as a brace to help herself to her feet. She stumbled slowly across the room and fell to her knees. She crawled slowly to the side of her bed and grabbed a handful of tissues and held it to her nose. They soaked quickly with blood and she grabbed more. She tried to stand and fell again. Why did she feel so weak? She crawled onto the bed trying to stop the blood from leaking out of her nose. She collapsed on her stomach. The effort of heaving herself on the bed had drained her. Blood poored out of her nose and started soaking she sheets. Her head started to spin as the loss of blood started affecting her. She called out weakly.
"Someone.... help....... help me....."
Her voice was soft and hoarse and she barely recognized herself. She heard the door open quickly and the sound of pounding as someone ran to her. She thought she heard Buttercup yell but it was so distant. Everything was fading. A ring of darkness began to engulf her vision and she felt her mind slip away. Was she dying? From a nose bleed? She didn't have much time to think as she blacked out again.
Buttercup hefted her sister on her shoulder and flew as fast as she could to the lab. Blood was still pooring heavily from her sisters nose. Buttercup had no idea what was wrong but figured the Professor did. She kicked the door off it's hinges and screamed down.
"Professor!!!!!"
The Professor ran to the base of the stairs and saw Buttercup holding Blossom. Buttercup's dress was stained heavily witth blood and all of Blossom's chest was covered in blood.
"Quickly bring her here!"
Buttercup flew down the stairs and laid Blossom on a small table. The Professor examined her quickly.
"Buttercup, find me a coagulant somewhere on those shelves. We need to get her blood to clot."
Buttercup flew to the shelves and searched with her eyes as fast as she could. She finally found it and brought it back to the Professor. He filled a small needle with some the liquid and stuck it into Blossom's arm. He emptied the needle into her and stepped back.
"There.... That should stop the bleeding. Why the hell did her blood suddenly decide to not clot?"
Buttercup didn't say anything. She just stared down at her sister. She was breathing softly. It was difficult to tell she was bleeding at all.
"I'm.... going to take her back upstairs. I'm gonna clean her up."
"Good idea."
The Professor patted Buttercup on the head softly and returned to his work. Buttercup picked Blossom up and brought her up the stairs slowly. She entered the bathroom and tried the light. It sparked and dimmed.
"Great."
She set Blossom in a chair in the bed room.
"Just wait here okay. I'll be right back."
Blossom didn't respond and just slid down farther in the chair. Buttercup sighed and flew out of the room. She returned with a light bulb and looked around the room. Blossom was no where in sight. Buttercup rubbed the back of her head and went into the bathroom. She unscrewed the broken bulb and replaced it with a fresh one. A sudden burst of electricity shocked her figner.
"Ow!"
She sucked her finger as she reached for the light and clicked it on. Light filled the bathroom and she smiled. Her smiled faded as she saw Blossom sitting in the tub holding a piece of broken glass. Her eyes were glassed over and her arm was bleeding heavily leaking into the tub.
"Blossom stop it now!"
Blossom turned and looked at her. She smiled slightly and then suddenly jammed the glass into her wrist. She impaled it into the porcelein tub and screamed as blood sprayed upwards in a brialiant red arch. Buttercup tackled Blossom to her back and ripped the glass out of her wrist. She threw it agains the wall and it shattered. Blossom grabbed Buttercup's throat and screamed.
"Giya ne so nur la!"
"What does that mean! What the hell is wrong with you!"
Blossom screamed again, a high pitched wail that shattered the light Buttercup had just replaced. Darkness engulfed them both and Buttercup felt Blossom go limp in her arms. She lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. Her arm hung limply dripping blood onto the ground and her breathing had slowled considerably. Buttercup staggered and dropped her. She fell to her knees and burst into to tears staring at Blossom and the small pool of blood forming beneath her.