YUA: Ell once again! Yes, I thinks this is the second to last chapter, and
then I right the epilogue! The surprise isn't the epilogue itself, but it
is explained in the epilogue! No, wait...there is gonna be TWO SURPRISES!!
WWHHHHHEEEEEEEEEE!! Happys now? Can't wait can ya? O, and sorry for the
delay on this chappie. I was working on another one called 'No Time For
You'. Check it out! It's not pokemon, it's Legend of Dragoon. If you don't
know what the hell I'm talking about, that's ok! You can read, understand,
and like it even if you've never played LoD!! So, why don't ya go read it?
After this one of course! ^____________^
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It's Always Darkest Before Dawn
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Chapter 12: Should've Known
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Misty's angry voice was the last thing I heard before I stepped out in hell. She was calling me back. I didn't want to go back. Not until I find this client of Gary's. I'm walking down hell's path. The reason I say this is because it's raining, it's cold, and it's dark. It's always darkest before dawn. I will not rest until I find this client. Not one wink of sleep. The thing is, I don't know where to start. Maybe I should go to storage building number 312 once more. I wonder if Gary's body is still there. Maybe I should just walk around town, expecting something to pop up. I think the latter choice would be smarter. But, I'm not in the mood right now to trek half way across Olivine before something reveals itself. The storage buildings are closer anyway, so I'll guess I'll stop by there first.
The rain is stinging as it comes down hard, but at the same time, purging my body and skin of uncleanness. Of all the places that Duplica has touched me. My shoulder, where Gary touched me. My mind, where pain and despair touched me. It's almost like a whole new beginning. Perhaps it is. I've got Misty back. All I need to do is find the hirer of Gary. No, wait. It's the beginning of the end. The end of sadness. And loneliness. No more! No more will I put up with myself! From now on, I will do anything I can to protect Misty. Anything! Even if means killing another. No, no...I'm going crazy. That's just anger. I'm thinking out of anger. I should really try and keep calm, and control myself. After all, I don't want to be jailed right after I got Misty back. No, I'll stay with her until the end of my days.
I'm walking past the pokemon center now, and the lights are out. Is it closed? I thought pokemon centers never closed. Maybe I should...stop by and see if everything's ok. I walk towards the front door, and reach my hand out to the doorknob. I turn it slowly, and the lights come on. The door opens and Nurse Joy stands in the doorway.
"Oh, hello. So, what are you doing out as this ungodly hour?"
"Searching."
"Why'd you stop by?"
"Well, I thought you were closed, and I thought centers never closed, so..."
"I have to sleep don't I?"
"Um, well, yes, I guess so."
"Silly. Why don't you come in? Dry yourself off. Then you can be on your way again."
"Thanks. That would be nice." I step inside, and she runs to fetch me a towel. I sit down on the chair that is by the door, and I can hear soft steps approaching me from behind...a hand reaches out to me, and grabs my shoulder. I spin around, grabbing the person's wrist and coming close to breaking their arm.
"Ow! Ash, what are you doing?!" It's only Nurse Joy with the towel.
"I'm sorry. I thought someone was stalking me. I didn't see which way you left to get the towel." I quickly release my grip on her wrist, which she rubs, giving me a scowl.
"I'm sorry!"
"Who did you think was stalking you?"
"Um, an old, er, 'friend', I guess."
"A friend, huh? C'mon, do you wanna talk about it?"
"Not particularly." She hands me the towel, and I bring it down upon myself. My whole body is soaking wet. It would seem that I'm dirty, too. Maybe from some mud. But I guess I didn't notice it. Maybe I should wash a bit before I go any farther. Besides, I don't like feeling grimy and dirty.
"Um, you wouldn't happen to have any showers here, would you?" She looks at me, puzzled, but notices the mud on my pants and shoes.
"Well, as a matter of fact, we do. This way." She turns around, and I get up to follow her. The center is completely empty. There haven't been a lot of trainers passing through Olivine lately. Usually, any trainer would stop by my house and ask if I was home. Misty would answer the door, and tell them I'm not available right now. I never really did like all these people asking for autographs and photos. It just gets annoying after a while. She doesn't have any sound of footsteps, as she isn't wearing any shoes. She leads me to a private room, the kind where you stay overnight.
"Here we are. There is a bathroom to the right, in the back of the room."
"Thanks." She leaves me, shutting the door as she leaves. I proceed to the back of the room, and turn into the doorway on the right. I flip a switch, and the lights go on, revealing a shower, bathtub, sink, and mirror. I close the door tightly, and lock it. As soon, as I'm done with my shower, I'll get dressed, and go to the storage building. Number 312. I remove my clothing. As I pull off my boxers, I pause. What was that? It sounded like a...a...thump? No, I'm just hearing things. I finish stripping and turn the water on. Since no one else is using the water in the building, it warms up instantly. I step in, and close the curtain. Man, it has been longer than usual since I last had a shower. It feels good. I take a wash cloth hanging on a hook, and the soap smells lightly of flowers. Of which kind, I have no idea, but they smell like roses. If anything is happening, I won't be able to hear it. The hissing of the water is masking all noises. But I don't mind. It allows me a brief moment of relaxation and carelessness. I wash every inch of myself. It's just a quick shower. Remember, I need to find the benefactor. I don't really need to wash my hair. I can just do that after I return home. I turn the shower off, and the hissing stops, giving me my sense of hearing back. I realize that the shower did me no good though. I mean, my clothes are still dirty. Bah, so what? I guess I'll clean those also when I get home. I slip my boxers back on.
SLAM!
"Nurse Joy? That you?" I call out. No answer. I know I was NOT hearing things. Someone is definitely in the room. I rummage through my pile of clothes, looking for a certain something. Shit!
I forgot my magnum!
Well, it looks like I'm screwed now. There no sign of my trusty gun in my jacket or pants, and I have absolutely nothing to defend myself with. Although I haven't heard any other sound except for that slam. Perhaps it was the wind. Perhaps not. I hastily gather my clothing and put my pants on.
WHAM!!
The door to the bathroom swings open, and I'm tackled to the ground. The impact blurs my vision for a moment, but the voice gives it away.
"Y'know, we have really got to stop meeting like this." It's Duplica. She sounds...happy, almost.
"We need to stop meeting."
"Oh, look. You're already half-naked. That saves me a lot of work."
"Man, you need some professional help."
"I could probably afford it."
"You..."
"That's right. Wasn't it obvious? You mean you didn't know it was me? Yes, I hired Gary. He wasn't a hitman, but it's not that hard to teach someone how to use a gun. I did that little sniper bit just to throw you off. He was aiming for my hair. He wasn't really going to kill me."
"You sicko...and why are you telling me your whole plan?"
"Because after I'm through with you, you'll be begging for more."
"I don't think so."
"Yes, I'll be the first one to have Ash Ketchum." So that's what this is all about? Man, she needs to open her eyes. This isn't my first time. If she even succeeds in raping me, this definitely won't my first time. A hungry smile spread across her lips, but at the same time, a smile spread across my own lips.
"Oh, so you like the idea, huh?"
"You are so clueless. You honestly think this is going to be my first time? I've already been had." My smile grows wider as a look of shock shadows her face, but my smile quickly dissipates as her face regains it's wicked composure.
"Doesn't matter." She moves in for kiss, but I turn my head.
"Don't touch me."
"Oh, but you were so...WILLING the other times. Do you want something different?" God, she is determined.
"Why can't you leave me alone?"
"You don't like it when beautiful girls are following you at every turn?"
"You're not one of them."
"I can change your mind." She moves in for another kiss, but once again, I turn my head to the side, dodging her lips.
"You know, if you stay still, the kiss is much more enjoyable."
"I doubt it." She's pinned my legs in place in place, and is holding both of my hands by the wrist. She's only using one hand. She's gotten much stronger. And the worst part is, she's holding my hands right near my waistline! I try to squirm from her grasp, but to no avail.
"My, Ash. You've gotten weaker. I guess all those restless nights without Misty really chipped away at your physical fitness, didn't they?" Maybe she's right. Maybe she hasn't gotten stronger. I'm just...weaker. As I'm contemplating this thought, I feel warm flesh fall upon my lips, and her tongue darts into my mouth. Once again, I REALLY want to bite down, but I think it would be best if I didn't. I can't get away. But I'm not returning the kiss. I just lie there, letting it all happen.
"C'mon, you can do better than that." She knows I'm not even trying.
"Not with you."
"Hm, well...let's try a different approach, shall we?" She leans in close to my face, and I'm expecting another kiss, but nothing happens. Wait...good lord! She's already going after my pants. I don't get it! How can she work her fingers while holding my wrists?! Am I really that weak?! No way! She has to have gotten stronger! Not even Misty could do this! Soon after my pants are loose around my waistline, and she brings her knees up to my waist. Damn, the things you can do with friction. She grips the sides of my waist, and brings her legs back down, bringing my pants with them, leaving me in my boxers. How did she get in here, anyway?
"What did you do with Nurse Joy?!"
"Oh, so you'd rather have her?"
"Did you...kill her?"
"No, no...but she doesn't know who I am. Hell, she didn't even have the chance to see me. Let's just say she's 'occupied' at the moment." Godamn! Did she know I was going to come here?! How does she get to me at every turn?!
"Tell you what. You satisfy me now, and I'll leave you alone for the rest of your days."
"Yeah right." Her knees return to my waist, threatening to bring down my boxers. I will not fall to her level. My hormones are raging inside of me, saying 'Go on! You know you'll enjoy it!'. I will NOT fall down to her level. No way in hell. My moral is fighting against my male hormones. Right now, I can't tell who is winning. But as she brings my boxers down around my ankles, it's quite obvious which side of me is winning.
"Well, well. It's looks like you're willing after all."
"Get the hell away from me!"
"Sorry. I'm enjoying this too much. And it looks like the feeling is mutual." I'm blushing! I try and hide it, and in doing so, I don't notice as she moves closer to me, sneaking in another kiss, tasting my mouth. Please! Leave me the hell alone!
BAM!
A gunshot?!
Duplica falls off of me, and I snatch my boxers back up, pulling them on, while I watch Duplica grab her left side, down near her kidney. She was shot but...by who?
"What the-?" Duplica coughs some blood up, and fall flat on the ground. She's still alive, but she's in agony. Good god, no man wants to see a woman in agony, despite how antagonistic or wicked they are.
"Bitch." That voice...I spin around, confirming my suspicion. It's Misty! She leaned against the side of the doorway, breathing heavily. She must be tired after having to have trekked all this way.
"Burn in hell, Duplica." Good god, Misty has never talked like that before. It's giving me chills. She doesn't sound like Misty. She sounds...evil. Duplica had a mixed expression of hate, surprise, and death on her face. She was still spilling herself over the floor, coughing up blood, more than Gary did. Being shot in the kidney is a slow, painful death. Either the bleeding gets you, or it's the failure of your organ. Whichever comes first. As for Duplica, it looked like the bleeding was happening quite fast. Her hand was covered with scarlet essence, and it was dripping onto the floor. She took her hand away to hold her throat as she coughed more blood, and she revealed the wound. It was huge. It looked like a dum-dum round. Those things are vicious. They sorta drill into you and then expand while inside your body. They hurt like shit, too.
"I guess..." Duplica pauses as she chokes on her own vile blood for a moment.
"We...won't be seeing each other again...huh?"
"Guess not." I almost want to cry, I mean, when I first met her, she was a great friend, but then she turned into this. The old Duplica was in her somewhere. I knew it was. I'm guessing that the old one was showing herself right now.
"I'm sorry...for trying to...pull you...two apart. Looks like...God intended otherwise..." Neither Misty nor I said anything in response, but I could tell Misty was almost close to tears also. As she slowly passes on into the next world, she smiles one last time, and a tear drops from her face and into the blood on the ground. More follow that single teardrop, and also mingle with the blood, seeming to give purity to a person that was almost lost entirely to wickedness. One...last...tear falls upon the pool of mixed blood and purity, and she collapses, an expression on her face that is the exact opposite of Gary's last face. Hers seemed..understanding, almost, letting us be. Part of me wants to say good-bye, but the bigger part of me is saying screw it. She raped you, and hired someone to kill Misty. So, let her be.
"Thanks." I turn to Misty, who is still breathing quite heavily.
"No...problem..." She too collapses, but I catch her once more. She releases the magnum from her hands, and it falls to the ground with a loud clank.
"How did you know where I was?" Her head is laid back, and she's curled up in my arms.
"I...saw Nurse Joy...unconscious, tied to a chair, behind the desk..."
"And which one of your sisters let you out?" I tried not to sound angry, for I really wasn't.
"Da...Daisy."
"Remind me to thank her later." She flashes quick smile, and finally falls asleep in my arms, breathing heavily. I bring her to the bed and place her on it, being careful not to wake her up. After she's comfortable, I return to the bathroom and put my clothes on. Luckily, only a little bit of blood got on the jacket. As I turn around to exit through the door, I see Duplica's lifeless figure on the floor, drowning in it's own blood and sorrow. I guess I will sorta miss her...I kneel down by her side, examining her wound and her face.
"Good-bye." I stroke her cheek, letting her skin touch me once more, and I walk out the room. Misty is still sleeping. I pick her up, and carry her to the lobby area, where I see Joy, exactly as Misty had described her. There's a phone behind the desk, so I call the emergency number and leave. I don't want to stick around and be questioned. I leave out the door, towards our home. It's over. It's the beginning of another chance. I won't leave Misty, I swear that. She will never leave my sight again.
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It's Always Darkest Before Dawn
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Chapter 12: Should've Known
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Misty's angry voice was the last thing I heard before I stepped out in hell. She was calling me back. I didn't want to go back. Not until I find this client of Gary's. I'm walking down hell's path. The reason I say this is because it's raining, it's cold, and it's dark. It's always darkest before dawn. I will not rest until I find this client. Not one wink of sleep. The thing is, I don't know where to start. Maybe I should go to storage building number 312 once more. I wonder if Gary's body is still there. Maybe I should just walk around town, expecting something to pop up. I think the latter choice would be smarter. But, I'm not in the mood right now to trek half way across Olivine before something reveals itself. The storage buildings are closer anyway, so I'll guess I'll stop by there first.
The rain is stinging as it comes down hard, but at the same time, purging my body and skin of uncleanness. Of all the places that Duplica has touched me. My shoulder, where Gary touched me. My mind, where pain and despair touched me. It's almost like a whole new beginning. Perhaps it is. I've got Misty back. All I need to do is find the hirer of Gary. No, wait. It's the beginning of the end. The end of sadness. And loneliness. No more! No more will I put up with myself! From now on, I will do anything I can to protect Misty. Anything! Even if means killing another. No, no...I'm going crazy. That's just anger. I'm thinking out of anger. I should really try and keep calm, and control myself. After all, I don't want to be jailed right after I got Misty back. No, I'll stay with her until the end of my days.
I'm walking past the pokemon center now, and the lights are out. Is it closed? I thought pokemon centers never closed. Maybe I should...stop by and see if everything's ok. I walk towards the front door, and reach my hand out to the doorknob. I turn it slowly, and the lights come on. The door opens and Nurse Joy stands in the doorway.
"Oh, hello. So, what are you doing out as this ungodly hour?"
"Searching."
"Why'd you stop by?"
"Well, I thought you were closed, and I thought centers never closed, so..."
"I have to sleep don't I?"
"Um, well, yes, I guess so."
"Silly. Why don't you come in? Dry yourself off. Then you can be on your way again."
"Thanks. That would be nice." I step inside, and she runs to fetch me a towel. I sit down on the chair that is by the door, and I can hear soft steps approaching me from behind...a hand reaches out to me, and grabs my shoulder. I spin around, grabbing the person's wrist and coming close to breaking their arm.
"Ow! Ash, what are you doing?!" It's only Nurse Joy with the towel.
"I'm sorry. I thought someone was stalking me. I didn't see which way you left to get the towel." I quickly release my grip on her wrist, which she rubs, giving me a scowl.
"I'm sorry!"
"Who did you think was stalking you?"
"Um, an old, er, 'friend', I guess."
"A friend, huh? C'mon, do you wanna talk about it?"
"Not particularly." She hands me the towel, and I bring it down upon myself. My whole body is soaking wet. It would seem that I'm dirty, too. Maybe from some mud. But I guess I didn't notice it. Maybe I should wash a bit before I go any farther. Besides, I don't like feeling grimy and dirty.
"Um, you wouldn't happen to have any showers here, would you?" She looks at me, puzzled, but notices the mud on my pants and shoes.
"Well, as a matter of fact, we do. This way." She turns around, and I get up to follow her. The center is completely empty. There haven't been a lot of trainers passing through Olivine lately. Usually, any trainer would stop by my house and ask if I was home. Misty would answer the door, and tell them I'm not available right now. I never really did like all these people asking for autographs and photos. It just gets annoying after a while. She doesn't have any sound of footsteps, as she isn't wearing any shoes. She leads me to a private room, the kind where you stay overnight.
"Here we are. There is a bathroom to the right, in the back of the room."
"Thanks." She leaves me, shutting the door as she leaves. I proceed to the back of the room, and turn into the doorway on the right. I flip a switch, and the lights go on, revealing a shower, bathtub, sink, and mirror. I close the door tightly, and lock it. As soon, as I'm done with my shower, I'll get dressed, and go to the storage building. Number 312. I remove my clothing. As I pull off my boxers, I pause. What was that? It sounded like a...a...thump? No, I'm just hearing things. I finish stripping and turn the water on. Since no one else is using the water in the building, it warms up instantly. I step in, and close the curtain. Man, it has been longer than usual since I last had a shower. It feels good. I take a wash cloth hanging on a hook, and the soap smells lightly of flowers. Of which kind, I have no idea, but they smell like roses. If anything is happening, I won't be able to hear it. The hissing of the water is masking all noises. But I don't mind. It allows me a brief moment of relaxation and carelessness. I wash every inch of myself. It's just a quick shower. Remember, I need to find the benefactor. I don't really need to wash my hair. I can just do that after I return home. I turn the shower off, and the hissing stops, giving me my sense of hearing back. I realize that the shower did me no good though. I mean, my clothes are still dirty. Bah, so what? I guess I'll clean those also when I get home. I slip my boxers back on.
SLAM!
"Nurse Joy? That you?" I call out. No answer. I know I was NOT hearing things. Someone is definitely in the room. I rummage through my pile of clothes, looking for a certain something. Shit!
I forgot my magnum!
Well, it looks like I'm screwed now. There no sign of my trusty gun in my jacket or pants, and I have absolutely nothing to defend myself with. Although I haven't heard any other sound except for that slam. Perhaps it was the wind. Perhaps not. I hastily gather my clothing and put my pants on.
WHAM!!
The door to the bathroom swings open, and I'm tackled to the ground. The impact blurs my vision for a moment, but the voice gives it away.
"Y'know, we have really got to stop meeting like this." It's Duplica. She sounds...happy, almost.
"We need to stop meeting."
"Oh, look. You're already half-naked. That saves me a lot of work."
"Man, you need some professional help."
"I could probably afford it."
"You..."
"That's right. Wasn't it obvious? You mean you didn't know it was me? Yes, I hired Gary. He wasn't a hitman, but it's not that hard to teach someone how to use a gun. I did that little sniper bit just to throw you off. He was aiming for my hair. He wasn't really going to kill me."
"You sicko...and why are you telling me your whole plan?"
"Because after I'm through with you, you'll be begging for more."
"I don't think so."
"Yes, I'll be the first one to have Ash Ketchum." So that's what this is all about? Man, she needs to open her eyes. This isn't my first time. If she even succeeds in raping me, this definitely won't my first time. A hungry smile spread across her lips, but at the same time, a smile spread across my own lips.
"Oh, so you like the idea, huh?"
"You are so clueless. You honestly think this is going to be my first time? I've already been had." My smile grows wider as a look of shock shadows her face, but my smile quickly dissipates as her face regains it's wicked composure.
"Doesn't matter." She moves in for kiss, but I turn my head.
"Don't touch me."
"Oh, but you were so...WILLING the other times. Do you want something different?" God, she is determined.
"Why can't you leave me alone?"
"You don't like it when beautiful girls are following you at every turn?"
"You're not one of them."
"I can change your mind." She moves in for another kiss, but once again, I turn my head to the side, dodging her lips.
"You know, if you stay still, the kiss is much more enjoyable."
"I doubt it." She's pinned my legs in place in place, and is holding both of my hands by the wrist. She's only using one hand. She's gotten much stronger. And the worst part is, she's holding my hands right near my waistline! I try to squirm from her grasp, but to no avail.
"My, Ash. You've gotten weaker. I guess all those restless nights without Misty really chipped away at your physical fitness, didn't they?" Maybe she's right. Maybe she hasn't gotten stronger. I'm just...weaker. As I'm contemplating this thought, I feel warm flesh fall upon my lips, and her tongue darts into my mouth. Once again, I REALLY want to bite down, but I think it would be best if I didn't. I can't get away. But I'm not returning the kiss. I just lie there, letting it all happen.
"C'mon, you can do better than that." She knows I'm not even trying.
"Not with you."
"Hm, well...let's try a different approach, shall we?" She leans in close to my face, and I'm expecting another kiss, but nothing happens. Wait...good lord! She's already going after my pants. I don't get it! How can she work her fingers while holding my wrists?! Am I really that weak?! No way! She has to have gotten stronger! Not even Misty could do this! Soon after my pants are loose around my waistline, and she brings her knees up to my waist. Damn, the things you can do with friction. She grips the sides of my waist, and brings her legs back down, bringing my pants with them, leaving me in my boxers. How did she get in here, anyway?
"What did you do with Nurse Joy?!"
"Oh, so you'd rather have her?"
"Did you...kill her?"
"No, no...but she doesn't know who I am. Hell, she didn't even have the chance to see me. Let's just say she's 'occupied' at the moment." Godamn! Did she know I was going to come here?! How does she get to me at every turn?!
"Tell you what. You satisfy me now, and I'll leave you alone for the rest of your days."
"Yeah right." Her knees return to my waist, threatening to bring down my boxers. I will not fall to her level. My hormones are raging inside of me, saying 'Go on! You know you'll enjoy it!'. I will NOT fall down to her level. No way in hell. My moral is fighting against my male hormones. Right now, I can't tell who is winning. But as she brings my boxers down around my ankles, it's quite obvious which side of me is winning.
"Well, well. It's looks like you're willing after all."
"Get the hell away from me!"
"Sorry. I'm enjoying this too much. And it looks like the feeling is mutual." I'm blushing! I try and hide it, and in doing so, I don't notice as she moves closer to me, sneaking in another kiss, tasting my mouth. Please! Leave me the hell alone!
BAM!
A gunshot?!
Duplica falls off of me, and I snatch my boxers back up, pulling them on, while I watch Duplica grab her left side, down near her kidney. She was shot but...by who?
"What the-?" Duplica coughs some blood up, and fall flat on the ground. She's still alive, but she's in agony. Good god, no man wants to see a woman in agony, despite how antagonistic or wicked they are.
"Bitch." That voice...I spin around, confirming my suspicion. It's Misty! She leaned against the side of the doorway, breathing heavily. She must be tired after having to have trekked all this way.
"Burn in hell, Duplica." Good god, Misty has never talked like that before. It's giving me chills. She doesn't sound like Misty. She sounds...evil. Duplica had a mixed expression of hate, surprise, and death on her face. She was still spilling herself over the floor, coughing up blood, more than Gary did. Being shot in the kidney is a slow, painful death. Either the bleeding gets you, or it's the failure of your organ. Whichever comes first. As for Duplica, it looked like the bleeding was happening quite fast. Her hand was covered with scarlet essence, and it was dripping onto the floor. She took her hand away to hold her throat as she coughed more blood, and she revealed the wound. It was huge. It looked like a dum-dum round. Those things are vicious. They sorta drill into you and then expand while inside your body. They hurt like shit, too.
"I guess..." Duplica pauses as she chokes on her own vile blood for a moment.
"We...won't be seeing each other again...huh?"
"Guess not." I almost want to cry, I mean, when I first met her, she was a great friend, but then she turned into this. The old Duplica was in her somewhere. I knew it was. I'm guessing that the old one was showing herself right now.
"I'm sorry...for trying to...pull you...two apart. Looks like...God intended otherwise..." Neither Misty nor I said anything in response, but I could tell Misty was almost close to tears also. As she slowly passes on into the next world, she smiles one last time, and a tear drops from her face and into the blood on the ground. More follow that single teardrop, and also mingle with the blood, seeming to give purity to a person that was almost lost entirely to wickedness. One...last...tear falls upon the pool of mixed blood and purity, and she collapses, an expression on her face that is the exact opposite of Gary's last face. Hers seemed..understanding, almost, letting us be. Part of me wants to say good-bye, but the bigger part of me is saying screw it. She raped you, and hired someone to kill Misty. So, let her be.
"Thanks." I turn to Misty, who is still breathing quite heavily.
"No...problem..." She too collapses, but I catch her once more. She releases the magnum from her hands, and it falls to the ground with a loud clank.
"How did you know where I was?" Her head is laid back, and she's curled up in my arms.
"I...saw Nurse Joy...unconscious, tied to a chair, behind the desk..."
"And which one of your sisters let you out?" I tried not to sound angry, for I really wasn't.
"Da...Daisy."
"Remind me to thank her later." She flashes quick smile, and finally falls asleep in my arms, breathing heavily. I bring her to the bed and place her on it, being careful not to wake her up. After she's comfortable, I return to the bathroom and put my clothes on. Luckily, only a little bit of blood got on the jacket. As I turn around to exit through the door, I see Duplica's lifeless figure on the floor, drowning in it's own blood and sorrow. I guess I will sorta miss her...I kneel down by her side, examining her wound and her face.
"Good-bye." I stroke her cheek, letting her skin touch me once more, and I walk out the room. Misty is still sleeping. I pick her up, and carry her to the lobby area, where I see Joy, exactly as Misty had described her. There's a phone behind the desk, so I call the emergency number and leave. I don't want to stick around and be questioned. I leave out the door, towards our home. It's over. It's the beginning of another chance. I won't leave Misty, I swear that. She will never leave my sight again.
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YUA: Ahhhh, the chapter is over. Can't wait for the next one, can ya? Well, once again, I'm sorry for the delay. Please, check out my other story! But ya don't have to! Just review this one! This is my most successful story yet, and it would be great if this would continue! Please, don't you guys ever change! Loves ya all, and your hunger for a good story WILL be satisfied! ^________^