Soul Survivor
Ishtar: Thanks for the almost sudden reviews! I got 2 right off the bat. I'm so happy I could cry! Man I have such nice and caring readers. I can't believe this. Okay Ishtar, you're rambling. Well, I hope you liked that chap because it had action in it. RAMBLE RAMBLE!
Ishtar: I OWN GW AND SM! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I OWN HEERO! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Lawyers: Ishtar! Arrest her! Say the disclaimer! Or you can never write again!
Ishtar: NO! Don't take writing away from me! Okay okay. I don't own anything. Some of the plot also belongs to Soul Survivor the book, but I made up about 60% of it.
Thoughts '.'
Chapter 3: Compassionate Friends.
Heero took the picture from Wallis Blik's wallet, also taking the Driver's License. He was going to keep the license and use it for dire emergencies. Heero pocketed both picture and license and ran to his car. Heero looked over his car. There must have been a tracking device on the car somewhere. Heero got on his knees and began to feel under the car.
The underside of the car was hot under Heero's fingers but he persisted in checking. When nothing happened, Heero popped the trunk and began to check again. His fingers find nothing unusual. Heero shuts the trunk and rounds the car to the engine. Heero opens the top and looks around the engine, careful not to touch things. Nothing. Heero growled. He had never had such problems trying to find a tracker. Heero got back on his knees and checked the roof of the tire area; rear first then the front. In the front tire area, Heero felt a machine the size of a ladybug. Heero nudged at it till it came off in his palm. Heero had found one. There were more trackers; Heero knew there were. Heero didn't have time to try and find all of the trackers. He had to leave.
Heero got in his car. He pulled out of the cemetery and drove down Silent Street. He was driving fast. He was a demon on the road. Heero looked on the rear view mirror. Behind him were two white vans. The vans seemed to follow Heero's every move. If Heero would move to one lane, they would move to the same lane. Heero turned left; the vans followed. Heero had to get away from these vans. He had to get rid of the car.
Heero sped up and kept swerving around cars. The vans started to get farther away. Five minutes later, Heero had lost the vans. ' I still need to get rid of the car.' Heero thought. Heero drove till he saw something that would help. A used car dealership loomed ahead of Heero. He turned into the drive and went to the back. Heero got out and went to the front office. A tall man around his forties greeted Heero.
" Hello! Welcome to Fat Tommy's Used Car Shop. I'm Fat Tommy." Said the man. Heero walked up. " I want a car." Heero said. " I got all kinds of cars! Old Dodges, Volvos, Toyota's, Intrepids. Anything you want." Heero growled. He didn't want a showcase; he wanted a car, now. " Look. I'm being followed. I need to use a car just for today." Fat Tommy looked surprised. " I'll use it now, and tomorrow, I'll call here and tell you were I ditched the car."
Fat Tommy looked at Heero. " Well sonny, I'll let you get by. You being followed, so I'll let you get by. Here, take the keys of the Intrepid. Maroon one right in front." Fat Tommy gave Heero the key to the Intrepid. " Wait for me tomorrow at Jerry's Diner. We'll switch cars then. Hurry up sonny. I'll deny anything that I've seen or heard."
Heero started the Intrepid and pulled out of the drive. Just as he was about to pull out, Heero saw the two vans pass by him. Heero sighed. Now all he had to do was get back to the house undetected. He could do that. Then after that, he had to find out why those three men had pictures of his family and that woman.
Heero pulled into Cherry Street, intent on going home. When he turned he saw a white van sitting on the other side of the street. How did they know where he lived? Who were these people? Heero drove on past to the other end of the street. Heero needed to find someplace to stay but who would take him in? He didn't want to endanger his neighbors with his troubles. Just as Heero was about to turn left, a knock came at his window. Heero turned his head. Waving at him was one of his neighbor's children.
" Kelly? What are you doing?" Heero asked the small child. Kelly giggled. " I just gotted off the school bus." Heero smiled at the girl. " Get in Kelly. I'll take you home."
Kelly squealed with happiness and she hopped inside the car and closed the door.
" Thanks Mr. Yuy. I didn't want to walk home today. When the bus passed by your house Mr. Yuy, I didn't wanna walk home. I got scared." Heero patted the girl's head lightly.
" You shouldn't walk home with strangers like them out."
Heero turned left, as he had planned to do. Kelly sat beside him, chatting away about kindergarten. Heero didn't know why the bus dropped the child so far from her home. When Heero saw Kelly walking home, he would usually walk with her or just drive her home. Kelly reminded him of his own daughter Kaedence.
Kaedence had blonde hair just like her mother. She had dark mysterious blue eyes just like her father. She was four years old when the plane crashed. Kaedence loved animals. They were drawn to her as if she was a magnet. If you couldn't find your pet, just come see Kaedence.
Heero and Kelly got out and walked to the door. Kelly knocked several times before her older sister came to the door. She opened the door. " Dad! Kelly's home!" The older sister turned to Heero. " Mr. Yuy!" The girl practically jumped over Kelly to hug Heero. " Hello Manda."
" You need to see us more Heero. The girls really missed you." Said Olivia, the girl's mother. " Missed me or the candy?" Heero asked as the girls sucked on suckers.
" I think they missed both. So what have you been up to, Heero?" Olivia asked. " Nothing much. Just being lazy." Heero said. " Lazy is not in your vocabulary Heero Yuy." Heero grinned. " Stop pestering Heero, Olivia." Said Olivia's husband Jeremy. " So Heero, what made you come this way?" Jeremy asked. " Mr. Yuy brought me home!" said Kelly. Heero nodded. " Plus, there are men watching the house." Olivia gasped. " Why?"
Heero shrugged. " I've been followed all day it seems. The beach, cemetery, Serena's grave; everywhere." Jeremy shrugged. " They'll go away." Heero nodded. " So, are you going to Compassionate Friends tonight, Heero?" Olivia asked. " I don't know. I don't feel like going." Olivia gasped. " Don't wallow about this by yourself Heero. You need to go. My cousin would go but he has to take care of his mother. The tragedy almost killed her. Losing her husband and all. Go Heero. I command you to go!"
The Compassionate Friends was a group that was formed for those who had lost loved ones in the crash last year. Duo who had gone to get over Serena and the girls death had introduced Heero to the group. Heero rarely went to the meetings. He thought the meetings were useless to him and he told duo so.
Heero knocked three times before a woman answered. She smiled brightly at Heero. " Heero! Why come in, come in. Charles and I were hoping you would come. We haven't seen you in a while." Heero shrugged as he took off his jacket. " I've been busy." Heero lied. " That's good, that's good." Heero followed the woman into the kitchen. "Charles, look who came!" The man named Charles looked up. His old face brightened.
" Heero! Heero my boy! Long time no see. Sit down. Claire, why didn't you tell me Heero arrived?"
Someone knocked at the door. Heero rose to get it but the person let themselves in by a key. " Hey everyone! I'm here!" A slender woman in her late thirties entered. She looked at Heero. " Hi Heero. Nice to see you." The woman said softly to him. " Hello Lisa, how are you?" Heero asked the woman. " Fine. Heero, I'm glad you came. Tonight is a special meeting."
" Sit down everyone. Heero, you sit by Charles, he missed his drinking buddy." Claire announced. Everyone gathered in the dinning room the start the meeting. Claire sat down. Heero gave a quick glance to everyone.
Claire and Charles Delter was an old couple. Claire saw short, little pudgy, and had brownish gray hair that was always pulled into a tight bun. Charles was tall, slim, and had rapidly graying hair. They were the ones who had started the group. They had lost their eighteen- year-old daughter, Kailey, to the crash. She was their only child.
Lisa was a slender woman in her late thirties. Her brunette hair hung loosely at her shoulders. Lisa was here because of two people. The first one was her younger sister, Jana, and her high school friend and working companion, Serena. As a teacher at Juuban High school, Serena was her only friend. The young student was caring and was friendly to all.
The dinning room table was quite. No one could say anything. Heero looked at his drink. He watched the air bubbles die with no fascination. The room was so quite that nobody saw Heero blank out. Heero kept looking in his drink. The something happened. His drink started swirling. The red wine was swirling and he wasn't doing it. Then an image appeared in the wine; an image of a room. Heero then noticed that there was a person inside the room; that person was Serena. Heero wanted to say something but his throat was constricted. Serena sat in a room all by herself. Her knees were up to her chest and she was waving a finger around as if she was moving something with her mind. Heero abruptly stood up. " Heero what's wrong?" asked Lisa. " Nothing. I'm just a little hot, that's all."
Claire stood up. " I'll turn down the heat."
Heero closed the door to the bathroom. He filled the sink with cold water, just as he had done earlier this morning. He stopped the water and dipped his hands in, splashing his face. He repeated this two more times. Heero went to get more but then the lights went out. " Great." Heero said with sarcasm. Then the bowl filled with water started glowing again. Heero stared at it. Suddenly, Heero could hear a voice in the room, humming. That was a voice that he hadn't heard in a year. Serena.
Serena's image was in the water. Heero leaned close. Serena was still in the same position. She was humming a joyful tune, the same tune she would put the girls to bed with. She stopped humming and took a picture off the bedside table. She held the picture close to her. She cried. Heero wanted to tell her not to cry. That everything was okay. Serena cried harder. The she said, " Heero. My darling husband, I need you. I wish you were here. I wish with all my heart you were here." Serena cried. Something she did very seldom was cry. She cried when she needed someone.
Heero's fingers trembled. He wanted to touch the water but if he did, he thought the beautiful image would stop. He wanted the image to stay but most of all he wanted to touch it.
Serena cried a little more. Her bitter wail became hiccupping sobs of torment. Suddenly Serena stopped crying. She put the picture back on the shelf and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. Heero listened as he watched Serena. He was hearing rapid footsteps. The owners of the step were none other than his own children Kaedence and Felicia. " Mother, are you sad?" came Felicia's voice. " No." Serena lied. Another person stepped into the room. Heero could not see the face of this person but he could tell that he or she was very angry with Serena. " Serena, why? I told you, no outside contact! Stop it right now!" Serena sighed.
The bowl that had been burning bright blue had suddenly gone back to normal. The lights flickered then lit the room in a soft glow. Heero looked stunned. He had every right to be. What was going on here? Was he hallucinating? Was he insane? No he couldn't be. No one was insane if they saw Serena. Heero shrugged and splashed more cold water on his face. He dried then stepped out of the bathroom. Charles was walking towards him. Heero moved aside so he could get past. Charles entered a room behind him. Heero began to brush it of but he had a feeling. He felt a tingle on his neck and an unusual feeling in his stomach. Heero turned around and walked to the door. He knocked twice then pushed the door open. Heero was about to say something but the site before him stopped his thoughts.
Charles sat on his bed with a pistol to his right temple. His eyes were glossy and unseeing. He sat there seemingly unaware of what he was about to do. " Charles, put the gun down. Charles what's going on here? Charles you can talk to me put it down." Heero tried to coax Charles but Charles stayed were he was. Then Charles moved but it was a move Heero did not like. Instead of putting the gun down, Charles put the pistol in his mouth, cocked it, and pulled the trigger.
Heero ran down the stairs. Charles had just killed himself. Heero couldn't believe what he had just seen. Heero bumped into Claire at the foot of the stairs. Heero tried to speak but his throat had stopped working. Of all the times in the world it had to stop now.
" What's wrong child?" Claire asked. Heero pointed upstairs. Claire shrugged. " Take a look at this Heero. Isn't I wonderful?" Claire held out a picture. The picture was of Kailey's grave. Heero shook his head. " Charles. He killed himself!" Claire looked at Heero. Her face changed from a pained expression to a relaxed one. " So?" She asked. Heero's eyes widened. " So? Charles blew his brains out and all you have to say is so?"
Claire smiled. " He was a bastard. Why should I give damn?" Heero couldn't believe this. Charles is dead and all Claire could say was so. Claire patted Heero's head and walked into the kitchen.
Heero looked around for Lisa. He found her in the dinning room sitting at the table as if she heard nothing. She looked up. " Heero? What's wrong?" Heero crouched next to her. " Charles killed himself. Claire doesn't care. I just came from the phones. They're all dead. Do you have a cell phone?" Heero asked in a hurry. " Yea. Oh my gosh. Charles? Oh my." Lisa reached into her purse and pulled out the phone. She almost handed it to Heero. She stopped. " Why don't we wait? I mean he's dead, big deal." Heero almost smacked Lisa to make her see what was going on. Lisa smiled. " Heero, come with me. Let's go. You and me." Heero stood back. Things were getting too weird. Both women didn't care about Charles killing himself. Both could care less. Lisa stood up and grabbed a candle from the middle of the table. " Lisa, stop. Don't. Lisa." Before he could stop her, Lisa put herself a flame. First her dress caught fire then her actual flesh then her hair. Lisa stood there, not screaming or calling for help just standing there.
" This is fun! I'm having so much fun! Wow! I'm burning! This is fun!" Lisa said. She twirled and twirled. Heero backed up and turned into the kitchen. " Claire! Claire! Where are you?" Heero called out. On the floor was Claire soaking in her own blood, a knife through her heart. Heero backed away. A smell came wafting to him. Gas. He had to get out. Heero rushed through the kitchen. Lisa blocked him from getting out the door. Heero dodged Lisa's flailing hands and ran out the door. No sooner had he done that, the house exploded. As Heero watched the burning house, one thought still plagued him. " What the hell is going on?"
Somewhere else a girl smiled a mischievous smile. She laid there a broad smile on her ugly face. " Someone sedate her! She's out of control!" yelled a man in a white coat. Several men came in with needles. They put the girl to sleep.
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next chapter Chapter 4: Rei, A Woman with Answers. Much love from the sky up above!
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Ishtar: Thanks for the almost sudden reviews! I got 2 right off the bat. I'm so happy I could cry! Man I have such nice and caring readers. I can't believe this. Okay Ishtar, you're rambling. Well, I hope you liked that chap because it had action in it. RAMBLE RAMBLE!
Ishtar: I OWN GW AND SM! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I OWN HEERO! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Lawyers: Ishtar! Arrest her! Say the disclaimer! Or you can never write again!
Ishtar: NO! Don't take writing away from me! Okay okay. I don't own anything. Some of the plot also belongs to Soul Survivor the book, but I made up about 60% of it.
Thoughts '.'
Chapter 3: Compassionate Friends.
Heero took the picture from Wallis Blik's wallet, also taking the Driver's License. He was going to keep the license and use it for dire emergencies. Heero pocketed both picture and license and ran to his car. Heero looked over his car. There must have been a tracking device on the car somewhere. Heero got on his knees and began to feel under the car.
The underside of the car was hot under Heero's fingers but he persisted in checking. When nothing happened, Heero popped the trunk and began to check again. His fingers find nothing unusual. Heero shuts the trunk and rounds the car to the engine. Heero opens the top and looks around the engine, careful not to touch things. Nothing. Heero growled. He had never had such problems trying to find a tracker. Heero got back on his knees and checked the roof of the tire area; rear first then the front. In the front tire area, Heero felt a machine the size of a ladybug. Heero nudged at it till it came off in his palm. Heero had found one. There were more trackers; Heero knew there were. Heero didn't have time to try and find all of the trackers. He had to leave.
Heero got in his car. He pulled out of the cemetery and drove down Silent Street. He was driving fast. He was a demon on the road. Heero looked on the rear view mirror. Behind him were two white vans. The vans seemed to follow Heero's every move. If Heero would move to one lane, they would move to the same lane. Heero turned left; the vans followed. Heero had to get away from these vans. He had to get rid of the car.
Heero sped up and kept swerving around cars. The vans started to get farther away. Five minutes later, Heero had lost the vans. ' I still need to get rid of the car.' Heero thought. Heero drove till he saw something that would help. A used car dealership loomed ahead of Heero. He turned into the drive and went to the back. Heero got out and went to the front office. A tall man around his forties greeted Heero.
" Hello! Welcome to Fat Tommy's Used Car Shop. I'm Fat Tommy." Said the man. Heero walked up. " I want a car." Heero said. " I got all kinds of cars! Old Dodges, Volvos, Toyota's, Intrepids. Anything you want." Heero growled. He didn't want a showcase; he wanted a car, now. " Look. I'm being followed. I need to use a car just for today." Fat Tommy looked surprised. " I'll use it now, and tomorrow, I'll call here and tell you were I ditched the car."
Fat Tommy looked at Heero. " Well sonny, I'll let you get by. You being followed, so I'll let you get by. Here, take the keys of the Intrepid. Maroon one right in front." Fat Tommy gave Heero the key to the Intrepid. " Wait for me tomorrow at Jerry's Diner. We'll switch cars then. Hurry up sonny. I'll deny anything that I've seen or heard."
Heero started the Intrepid and pulled out of the drive. Just as he was about to pull out, Heero saw the two vans pass by him. Heero sighed. Now all he had to do was get back to the house undetected. He could do that. Then after that, he had to find out why those three men had pictures of his family and that woman.
Heero pulled into Cherry Street, intent on going home. When he turned he saw a white van sitting on the other side of the street. How did they know where he lived? Who were these people? Heero drove on past to the other end of the street. Heero needed to find someplace to stay but who would take him in? He didn't want to endanger his neighbors with his troubles. Just as Heero was about to turn left, a knock came at his window. Heero turned his head. Waving at him was one of his neighbor's children.
" Kelly? What are you doing?" Heero asked the small child. Kelly giggled. " I just gotted off the school bus." Heero smiled at the girl. " Get in Kelly. I'll take you home."
Kelly squealed with happiness and she hopped inside the car and closed the door.
" Thanks Mr. Yuy. I didn't want to walk home today. When the bus passed by your house Mr. Yuy, I didn't wanna walk home. I got scared." Heero patted the girl's head lightly.
" You shouldn't walk home with strangers like them out."
Heero turned left, as he had planned to do. Kelly sat beside him, chatting away about kindergarten. Heero didn't know why the bus dropped the child so far from her home. When Heero saw Kelly walking home, he would usually walk with her or just drive her home. Kelly reminded him of his own daughter Kaedence.
Kaedence had blonde hair just like her mother. She had dark mysterious blue eyes just like her father. She was four years old when the plane crashed. Kaedence loved animals. They were drawn to her as if she was a magnet. If you couldn't find your pet, just come see Kaedence.
Heero and Kelly got out and walked to the door. Kelly knocked several times before her older sister came to the door. She opened the door. " Dad! Kelly's home!" The older sister turned to Heero. " Mr. Yuy!" The girl practically jumped over Kelly to hug Heero. " Hello Manda."
" You need to see us more Heero. The girls really missed you." Said Olivia, the girl's mother. " Missed me or the candy?" Heero asked as the girls sucked on suckers.
" I think they missed both. So what have you been up to, Heero?" Olivia asked. " Nothing much. Just being lazy." Heero said. " Lazy is not in your vocabulary Heero Yuy." Heero grinned. " Stop pestering Heero, Olivia." Said Olivia's husband Jeremy. " So Heero, what made you come this way?" Jeremy asked. " Mr. Yuy brought me home!" said Kelly. Heero nodded. " Plus, there are men watching the house." Olivia gasped. " Why?"
Heero shrugged. " I've been followed all day it seems. The beach, cemetery, Serena's grave; everywhere." Jeremy shrugged. " They'll go away." Heero nodded. " So, are you going to Compassionate Friends tonight, Heero?" Olivia asked. " I don't know. I don't feel like going." Olivia gasped. " Don't wallow about this by yourself Heero. You need to go. My cousin would go but he has to take care of his mother. The tragedy almost killed her. Losing her husband and all. Go Heero. I command you to go!"
The Compassionate Friends was a group that was formed for those who had lost loved ones in the crash last year. Duo who had gone to get over Serena and the girls death had introduced Heero to the group. Heero rarely went to the meetings. He thought the meetings were useless to him and he told duo so.
Heero knocked three times before a woman answered. She smiled brightly at Heero. " Heero! Why come in, come in. Charles and I were hoping you would come. We haven't seen you in a while." Heero shrugged as he took off his jacket. " I've been busy." Heero lied. " That's good, that's good." Heero followed the woman into the kitchen. "Charles, look who came!" The man named Charles looked up. His old face brightened.
" Heero! Heero my boy! Long time no see. Sit down. Claire, why didn't you tell me Heero arrived?"
Someone knocked at the door. Heero rose to get it but the person let themselves in by a key. " Hey everyone! I'm here!" A slender woman in her late thirties entered. She looked at Heero. " Hi Heero. Nice to see you." The woman said softly to him. " Hello Lisa, how are you?" Heero asked the woman. " Fine. Heero, I'm glad you came. Tonight is a special meeting."
" Sit down everyone. Heero, you sit by Charles, he missed his drinking buddy." Claire announced. Everyone gathered in the dinning room the start the meeting. Claire sat down. Heero gave a quick glance to everyone.
Claire and Charles Delter was an old couple. Claire saw short, little pudgy, and had brownish gray hair that was always pulled into a tight bun. Charles was tall, slim, and had rapidly graying hair. They were the ones who had started the group. They had lost their eighteen- year-old daughter, Kailey, to the crash. She was their only child.
Lisa was a slender woman in her late thirties. Her brunette hair hung loosely at her shoulders. Lisa was here because of two people. The first one was her younger sister, Jana, and her high school friend and working companion, Serena. As a teacher at Juuban High school, Serena was her only friend. The young student was caring and was friendly to all.
The dinning room table was quite. No one could say anything. Heero looked at his drink. He watched the air bubbles die with no fascination. The room was so quite that nobody saw Heero blank out. Heero kept looking in his drink. The something happened. His drink started swirling. The red wine was swirling and he wasn't doing it. Then an image appeared in the wine; an image of a room. Heero then noticed that there was a person inside the room; that person was Serena. Heero wanted to say something but his throat was constricted. Serena sat in a room all by herself. Her knees were up to her chest and she was waving a finger around as if she was moving something with her mind. Heero abruptly stood up. " Heero what's wrong?" asked Lisa. " Nothing. I'm just a little hot, that's all."
Claire stood up. " I'll turn down the heat."
Heero closed the door to the bathroom. He filled the sink with cold water, just as he had done earlier this morning. He stopped the water and dipped his hands in, splashing his face. He repeated this two more times. Heero went to get more but then the lights went out. " Great." Heero said with sarcasm. Then the bowl filled with water started glowing again. Heero stared at it. Suddenly, Heero could hear a voice in the room, humming. That was a voice that he hadn't heard in a year. Serena.
Serena's image was in the water. Heero leaned close. Serena was still in the same position. She was humming a joyful tune, the same tune she would put the girls to bed with. She stopped humming and took a picture off the bedside table. She held the picture close to her. She cried. Heero wanted to tell her not to cry. That everything was okay. Serena cried harder. The she said, " Heero. My darling husband, I need you. I wish you were here. I wish with all my heart you were here." Serena cried. Something she did very seldom was cry. She cried when she needed someone.
Heero's fingers trembled. He wanted to touch the water but if he did, he thought the beautiful image would stop. He wanted the image to stay but most of all he wanted to touch it.
Serena cried a little more. Her bitter wail became hiccupping sobs of torment. Suddenly Serena stopped crying. She put the picture back on the shelf and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. Heero listened as he watched Serena. He was hearing rapid footsteps. The owners of the step were none other than his own children Kaedence and Felicia. " Mother, are you sad?" came Felicia's voice. " No." Serena lied. Another person stepped into the room. Heero could not see the face of this person but he could tell that he or she was very angry with Serena. " Serena, why? I told you, no outside contact! Stop it right now!" Serena sighed.
The bowl that had been burning bright blue had suddenly gone back to normal. The lights flickered then lit the room in a soft glow. Heero looked stunned. He had every right to be. What was going on here? Was he hallucinating? Was he insane? No he couldn't be. No one was insane if they saw Serena. Heero shrugged and splashed more cold water on his face. He dried then stepped out of the bathroom. Charles was walking towards him. Heero moved aside so he could get past. Charles entered a room behind him. Heero began to brush it of but he had a feeling. He felt a tingle on his neck and an unusual feeling in his stomach. Heero turned around and walked to the door. He knocked twice then pushed the door open. Heero was about to say something but the site before him stopped his thoughts.
Charles sat on his bed with a pistol to his right temple. His eyes were glossy and unseeing. He sat there seemingly unaware of what he was about to do. " Charles, put the gun down. Charles what's going on here? Charles you can talk to me put it down." Heero tried to coax Charles but Charles stayed were he was. Then Charles moved but it was a move Heero did not like. Instead of putting the gun down, Charles put the pistol in his mouth, cocked it, and pulled the trigger.
Heero ran down the stairs. Charles had just killed himself. Heero couldn't believe what he had just seen. Heero bumped into Claire at the foot of the stairs. Heero tried to speak but his throat had stopped working. Of all the times in the world it had to stop now.
" What's wrong child?" Claire asked. Heero pointed upstairs. Claire shrugged. " Take a look at this Heero. Isn't I wonderful?" Claire held out a picture. The picture was of Kailey's grave. Heero shook his head. " Charles. He killed himself!" Claire looked at Heero. Her face changed from a pained expression to a relaxed one. " So?" She asked. Heero's eyes widened. " So? Charles blew his brains out and all you have to say is so?"
Claire smiled. " He was a bastard. Why should I give damn?" Heero couldn't believe this. Charles is dead and all Claire could say was so. Claire patted Heero's head and walked into the kitchen.
Heero looked around for Lisa. He found her in the dinning room sitting at the table as if she heard nothing. She looked up. " Heero? What's wrong?" Heero crouched next to her. " Charles killed himself. Claire doesn't care. I just came from the phones. They're all dead. Do you have a cell phone?" Heero asked in a hurry. " Yea. Oh my gosh. Charles? Oh my." Lisa reached into her purse and pulled out the phone. She almost handed it to Heero. She stopped. " Why don't we wait? I mean he's dead, big deal." Heero almost smacked Lisa to make her see what was going on. Lisa smiled. " Heero, come with me. Let's go. You and me." Heero stood back. Things were getting too weird. Both women didn't care about Charles killing himself. Both could care less. Lisa stood up and grabbed a candle from the middle of the table. " Lisa, stop. Don't. Lisa." Before he could stop her, Lisa put herself a flame. First her dress caught fire then her actual flesh then her hair. Lisa stood there, not screaming or calling for help just standing there.
" This is fun! I'm having so much fun! Wow! I'm burning! This is fun!" Lisa said. She twirled and twirled. Heero backed up and turned into the kitchen. " Claire! Claire! Where are you?" Heero called out. On the floor was Claire soaking in her own blood, a knife through her heart. Heero backed away. A smell came wafting to him. Gas. He had to get out. Heero rushed through the kitchen. Lisa blocked him from getting out the door. Heero dodged Lisa's flailing hands and ran out the door. No sooner had he done that, the house exploded. As Heero watched the burning house, one thought still plagued him. " What the hell is going on?"
Somewhere else a girl smiled a mischievous smile. She laid there a broad smile on her ugly face. " Someone sedate her! She's out of control!" yelled a man in a white coat. Several men came in with needles. They put the girl to sleep.
************************************************************************* So wat do ya tink? Good? Bad? Either way puhlease tell me! I really appreciate reviews!
next chapter Chapter 4: Rei, A Woman with Answers. Much love from the sky up above!
Ciao
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