Flirting With Death - Chapter 2
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Rancor soon found herself in front of a giant, old mansion in the dark of night.
She frowned, not quite seeing where this was going.
"So, where's the torture?"
"Inside." Aku's voice coached. He was somewhere Rancor couldn't see him. "I'll give you two hours to make it to the back door in this house. If you can't, I win the bet."
Rancor's frowned turned deeper.
"That's it?! I still don't see where this is going......"
"Why don't you go in and see for yourself, Rancor?!"
"I think I will."
Rancor distinctly heard Aku snickering as she headed up to the giant doors. The doors opened for her, and she walked right in. Just as she got through the threshold, the doors slammed, leaving her in darkness.
She sighed, reaching into a pocket in her jeans and took out a matchbox.
"Now how could going from one end of the house to the other be torture?"
She struck the match against the box...........
.............and noticed that she was surrounded by fifty or more zombies.........
She paused, blinking.......
"I think I'm beginning to see......."
One zombie leaned its rotting head foreword, and blew out the match.
Darkness.
"AAAAAAAAAAAA!"
She felt the zombies dive for her, but she ducked and rolled out of their path, and ran through the dark hall for the nearest doorway. She passed through it into a dark hallway, finding a door and quickly opening it and closing it behind her.
She took a moment to catch her breath, then reached around her, hopeful to find a light switch. She found one and flicked the lights on.
Down the hall from her was a very small figure. It looked like a little boy in a sailor uniform.......
........and a sinister looking monster mask.
Rancor cocked her head to the side in curiosity. Who or what was this?
And the boy was holding something behind his back.........
......and he was blocking the door ahead.
"Hey." Rancor called to him, taking a couple steps foreword. "Can you step aside? I need to get through."
"Hee, hee, hee, hee....." The child laughed a creepy, high-pitched laugh.
Rancor shivered a little.....just a little......
.....then the boy pulled out the biggest pair of hedgeclippers she had ever seen.......
SNIP, SNIP!
Rancor's mouth moved slightly to the side in confusion.
Spooky, sure. Threatening......a little.
The little boy began bouncing one foot at a time in Rancor's direction, snapping the hedgeclippers in the air and laughing that creepy laugh.
SNIP, SNIP!
"Hee, hee, hee, hee....."
"You don't scare me, you little punk." Rancor snarled, still shivering. "Just.....back off, alright?"
When he got close enough, the kid closed the hedgeclippers and stabbed foreword. Rancor dodged in time, seeing a part of the door get splintered easily. The boy pulled the clippers out and stabbed for Rancor again. She jumped up, wedging her feet and hands on the corner walls, missing the stab. She jumped on the clippers and pushed the boy aside.
"Quick, little thing." she commented, before bolting for the door across the hall.
SNIP, SNIP!
As she sprinted, she felt a sharp sting on her leg. She stopped running and looked down. Part of her jeans had been torn, and her skin was cut and bleeding. The kid was standing right next to her.
"Very quick."
The kid jumped up, clippers open. Rancor ducked as they snipped where her neck used to be, and ran for the door across the hall. She flung it open and slammed the door behind her. The lights were already on, and she noticed a small chair lying nearby. She picked it up and propped it against the door before dusting off her shoulders.
"It won't stop him, but it'll buy me time. I better arm myself before I go any further. Lesse....."
The hall had two other doors on her right. So, she chose the nearest one.
It was a small living room with only fancy and bulky furniture. No good.
She left that room and entered the other door.
She blinked in surprise.
"Alright! It's an armory!"
Swords, staffs, guns, daggers, spears, axes, and assorted bombs and poisons lined the room. There was also a window, showing nothing but the darkness outside.
As Rancor took two katanas, a thought crossed her.
"Wait a minute.....why play along?! This is a weak form of torture, I'm nowhere near a breaking point. I can just duck out whenever I want."
She smiled at the window, and opened it to climb out.
The darkness outside was blocked by one, giant, flaming eye.
"Er....."
"YOU'RE CHEATING!" Aku's voice boomed angrily, making Rancor covered her ears.
"So what?!" Rancor snapped. "This is lame, the back door is just down the hall."
Aku started to laugh at her.
"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!"
Rancor frowned, picking up a machine gun on her way out of the room.
"See ya outside, loser."
Just as she closed the door, the first door exploded open.
SNIP, SNIP!
"Hee, hee, hee, hee!"
Rancor shook her head, and ran down the hall.
"It's just down the hall. This stupidity will be over soon."
The next door took her into a back room.
To her disapointment, there were no other doors......
......just a staircase leading up.
"Oh, I see." Rancor nodded, not sure what was going on. "There IS no back door."
"That's riiiii-iiiiight!" Aku taunted from an unseen spot. "There's only one door in or out. Well, on the first floor anyway."
"What's on the other floors?" Rancor nodded, beginning to assend the stairs.
"More doors, obviously." Aku answered. "And only one leads out."
Rancor frowned.
".....leaving me to drop to my death when I find it. In otherwords, I'm stuck here....."
"Hee, hee. Sort of. You have an hour and thirty minutes left."
"............"
Rancor continued up to the second floor, not sure what to expect. The little twirp with the clippers didn't follow her up........
((Quick author's note: The kid with the clippers is from a survival horror video game you probably haven't heard of. He's Bobby Barrows the Scissorman from the Clock Tower games. He's a psycopathic killer in a child's body, wears an evil looking mask, and kills his victoms with the world's largest pair of hedgeclippers. Just wanted to let you in on the inside joke. Thanks.))
And the second floor just ofered more hallways and doors. Deciding to speed this up a little, and just run down the hall without opening any doors. This turned out to be a mistake, for just as she ran past, ten zombies would run from each door.
"Sheesh....." she sighed, opening the door into the next hall. Just as she slammed it behind her, the doors lining the hallway opened for more zombies.
The hall was blocked off.......
......so Rancor pulled out the machine gun.
"A live Resident Evil game........COOL! If this is torture, lock me up and throw away the key!"
She riddled the zombies before her with bullets, turning them into dust. Rancor frowned in disapointment.
....No blood or gore....awww......
Shrugging, she went foreword. She got through the door and ran down the next hall.
By the time she reached the last door, she became worried. The run down that hall was uneventful. No zombies or kid with the clippers or anything......
She went through the door, and saw the next room. Just like the room downstairs: no door, and a staircase leading up.
However, in front of that staircase was a giant, hulking zombie with a sledgehammer.
Rancor sighed, closing the door behind her.
"Still not much of a torture.....this is just getting annoying....."
The zombie started lumbering towards her, hammer held above his head.
Rancor brought up the machine gun, and emptied all the bullets from it. The zombie stumbled backward, but remained solid.
Rancor kept firing until the gun made loud "click, click, click, click" noises. Afterward, she threw the gun at the zombie's head.
It stumbled a bit, making a very loud and dopey "duuuuuuh" noise. Rancor took the opportunity to run around it and dash up the stairs.
"How's my time?!" she yelled up at the ceiling.
"You're going too fast......" Aku complained. "So, I've shortened the time limit to one hour."
Rancor froze in shock. Then she exploded.
"WHAAAAAAAAT?!"
"You now have five minutes! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!"
"Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk......" Rancor muttered as she ran up the stairs to the next floor.
There was not much surprise on the next floor. More and more zombies. And she could hear Sledgehammer trudging behind her.
With the gun no longer in her hands, Rancor made use of the katana and chopped her way through the zombies, making sure any she cut completely turned to dust. She thundered down the halls, chopping away at anything and everything dead.
Finally, Sledgehammer caught up with her. She charged at him with her katana in her hands, swinging. For being so incredibly slow, it was agile, and dodged. Hoping to buy more time, she took off for the last door of the hall.
There it was, the last room! Just like the others with no door and a staircase, only........
....there was no staircase.....but a door!
"Thirty seconds!" Aku called.
Rancor dashed to the door and opened it.........
......true she was three stories up, but the view looked to be a fifty story drop!
"Twenty seconds!"
Sledgehammer came in after her, lumbering foreword with hammer ready.
Rancor quickly came up with a plan, and turned to him. She beckoned to the zombie with her hand to keep coming towards her.
It did, hammer raised.
"Ten seconds! Nine! Eight!"
Rancor then dodged to the side as the zombie stumbled towards the open door and teetered on the edge. Rancor then jumped on his back, making him fall to the ground.
"Seven! Six! Five!"
The ground was coming into view.
"Four! Three!"
They landed, and Sledgehammer exploded into a cloud of dust.
"Two!"
The dust lingered, covering Rancor and masking her fate.
"ONE!"
Aku came into view from the other side of the house, and started laughing.
"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA! You're too late, Rancor! And now you're mine! What do you have to say about it?!"
Then, Rancor walked out of the dust cloud, coughing and dusting off.
"I think you need a new torture method." she said inbetween coughs. "I win."
"WHAT?!"
"I landed on three."
"Grrrrr......"
Aku grinded his teeth angrily. Rancor just shook her head, dusting off her hair as she did so.
"Was that the best you can do? You better get busy if you want to win that bet."
Aku made a nasty glaring face at his torturer, then made a thinking face as he went into deep thought.
Meanwhile, Rancor took a seat under a tree and watched the sun come up from the horizon.
The sun was half-way up when the lightbulb went on above Aku's head.
"I GOT IT!" he announced into the sky.
Rancor looked up at him lazily.
"This is gonna be good....."
"Prepare for a more scarier and demented torture, Rancor!"
She stood up and crossed her arms.
"Scarier than a zombie filled house? I doubt it....."
She took Aku's hand again, sucked into his vortex...........
............and was loudly greeted by many wailing babies.
Rancor blinked as she found herself in a daycare, filled with babies no older than a year, and all of them were crying.
It was already grading on her nerves, and she was only there for five seconds.
She heard Aku laughing outside.
She started grinding her teeth.
"Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk......."
((Okay, that's the end of chapter two. Two shorter chapters are after this, and I promise they will be better and funnier than this one. Later! ~Masq))
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Rancor soon found herself in front of a giant, old mansion in the dark of night.
She frowned, not quite seeing where this was going.
"So, where's the torture?"
"Inside." Aku's voice coached. He was somewhere Rancor couldn't see him. "I'll give you two hours to make it to the back door in this house. If you can't, I win the bet."
Rancor's frowned turned deeper.
"That's it?! I still don't see where this is going......"
"Why don't you go in and see for yourself, Rancor?!"
"I think I will."
Rancor distinctly heard Aku snickering as she headed up to the giant doors. The doors opened for her, and she walked right in. Just as she got through the threshold, the doors slammed, leaving her in darkness.
She sighed, reaching into a pocket in her jeans and took out a matchbox.
"Now how could going from one end of the house to the other be torture?"
She struck the match against the box...........
.............and noticed that she was surrounded by fifty or more zombies.........
She paused, blinking.......
"I think I'm beginning to see......."
One zombie leaned its rotting head foreword, and blew out the match.
Darkness.
"AAAAAAAAAAAA!"
She felt the zombies dive for her, but she ducked and rolled out of their path, and ran through the dark hall for the nearest doorway. She passed through it into a dark hallway, finding a door and quickly opening it and closing it behind her.
She took a moment to catch her breath, then reached around her, hopeful to find a light switch. She found one and flicked the lights on.
Down the hall from her was a very small figure. It looked like a little boy in a sailor uniform.......
........and a sinister looking monster mask.
Rancor cocked her head to the side in curiosity. Who or what was this?
And the boy was holding something behind his back.........
......and he was blocking the door ahead.
"Hey." Rancor called to him, taking a couple steps foreword. "Can you step aside? I need to get through."
"Hee, hee, hee, hee....." The child laughed a creepy, high-pitched laugh.
Rancor shivered a little.....just a little......
.....then the boy pulled out the biggest pair of hedgeclippers she had ever seen.......
SNIP, SNIP!
Rancor's mouth moved slightly to the side in confusion.
Spooky, sure. Threatening......a little.
The little boy began bouncing one foot at a time in Rancor's direction, snapping the hedgeclippers in the air and laughing that creepy laugh.
SNIP, SNIP!
"Hee, hee, hee, hee....."
"You don't scare me, you little punk." Rancor snarled, still shivering. "Just.....back off, alright?"
When he got close enough, the kid closed the hedgeclippers and stabbed foreword. Rancor dodged in time, seeing a part of the door get splintered easily. The boy pulled the clippers out and stabbed for Rancor again. She jumped up, wedging her feet and hands on the corner walls, missing the stab. She jumped on the clippers and pushed the boy aside.
"Quick, little thing." she commented, before bolting for the door across the hall.
SNIP, SNIP!
As she sprinted, she felt a sharp sting on her leg. She stopped running and looked down. Part of her jeans had been torn, and her skin was cut and bleeding. The kid was standing right next to her.
"Very quick."
The kid jumped up, clippers open. Rancor ducked as they snipped where her neck used to be, and ran for the door across the hall. She flung it open and slammed the door behind her. The lights were already on, and she noticed a small chair lying nearby. She picked it up and propped it against the door before dusting off her shoulders.
"It won't stop him, but it'll buy me time. I better arm myself before I go any further. Lesse....."
The hall had two other doors on her right. So, she chose the nearest one.
It was a small living room with only fancy and bulky furniture. No good.
She left that room and entered the other door.
She blinked in surprise.
"Alright! It's an armory!"
Swords, staffs, guns, daggers, spears, axes, and assorted bombs and poisons lined the room. There was also a window, showing nothing but the darkness outside.
As Rancor took two katanas, a thought crossed her.
"Wait a minute.....why play along?! This is a weak form of torture, I'm nowhere near a breaking point. I can just duck out whenever I want."
She smiled at the window, and opened it to climb out.
The darkness outside was blocked by one, giant, flaming eye.
"Er....."
"YOU'RE CHEATING!" Aku's voice boomed angrily, making Rancor covered her ears.
"So what?!" Rancor snapped. "This is lame, the back door is just down the hall."
Aku started to laugh at her.
"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!"
Rancor frowned, picking up a machine gun on her way out of the room.
"See ya outside, loser."
Just as she closed the door, the first door exploded open.
SNIP, SNIP!
"Hee, hee, hee, hee!"
Rancor shook her head, and ran down the hall.
"It's just down the hall. This stupidity will be over soon."
The next door took her into a back room.
To her disapointment, there were no other doors......
......just a staircase leading up.
"Oh, I see." Rancor nodded, not sure what was going on. "There IS no back door."
"That's riiiii-iiiiight!" Aku taunted from an unseen spot. "There's only one door in or out. Well, on the first floor anyway."
"What's on the other floors?" Rancor nodded, beginning to assend the stairs.
"More doors, obviously." Aku answered. "And only one leads out."
Rancor frowned.
".....leaving me to drop to my death when I find it. In otherwords, I'm stuck here....."
"Hee, hee. Sort of. You have an hour and thirty minutes left."
"............"
Rancor continued up to the second floor, not sure what to expect. The little twirp with the clippers didn't follow her up........
((Quick author's note: The kid with the clippers is from a survival horror video game you probably haven't heard of. He's Bobby Barrows the Scissorman from the Clock Tower games. He's a psycopathic killer in a child's body, wears an evil looking mask, and kills his victoms with the world's largest pair of hedgeclippers. Just wanted to let you in on the inside joke. Thanks.))
And the second floor just ofered more hallways and doors. Deciding to speed this up a little, and just run down the hall without opening any doors. This turned out to be a mistake, for just as she ran past, ten zombies would run from each door.
"Sheesh....." she sighed, opening the door into the next hall. Just as she slammed it behind her, the doors lining the hallway opened for more zombies.
The hall was blocked off.......
......so Rancor pulled out the machine gun.
"A live Resident Evil game........COOL! If this is torture, lock me up and throw away the key!"
She riddled the zombies before her with bullets, turning them into dust. Rancor frowned in disapointment.
....No blood or gore....awww......
Shrugging, she went foreword. She got through the door and ran down the next hall.
By the time she reached the last door, she became worried. The run down that hall was uneventful. No zombies or kid with the clippers or anything......
She went through the door, and saw the next room. Just like the room downstairs: no door, and a staircase leading up.
However, in front of that staircase was a giant, hulking zombie with a sledgehammer.
Rancor sighed, closing the door behind her.
"Still not much of a torture.....this is just getting annoying....."
The zombie started lumbering towards her, hammer held above his head.
Rancor brought up the machine gun, and emptied all the bullets from it. The zombie stumbled backward, but remained solid.
Rancor kept firing until the gun made loud "click, click, click, click" noises. Afterward, she threw the gun at the zombie's head.
It stumbled a bit, making a very loud and dopey "duuuuuuh" noise. Rancor took the opportunity to run around it and dash up the stairs.
"How's my time?!" she yelled up at the ceiling.
"You're going too fast......" Aku complained. "So, I've shortened the time limit to one hour."
Rancor froze in shock. Then she exploded.
"WHAAAAAAAAT?!"
"You now have five minutes! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!"
"Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk......" Rancor muttered as she ran up the stairs to the next floor.
There was not much surprise on the next floor. More and more zombies. And she could hear Sledgehammer trudging behind her.
With the gun no longer in her hands, Rancor made use of the katana and chopped her way through the zombies, making sure any she cut completely turned to dust. She thundered down the halls, chopping away at anything and everything dead.
Finally, Sledgehammer caught up with her. She charged at him with her katana in her hands, swinging. For being so incredibly slow, it was agile, and dodged. Hoping to buy more time, she took off for the last door of the hall.
There it was, the last room! Just like the others with no door and a staircase, only........
....there was no staircase.....but a door!
"Thirty seconds!" Aku called.
Rancor dashed to the door and opened it.........
......true she was three stories up, but the view looked to be a fifty story drop!
"Twenty seconds!"
Sledgehammer came in after her, lumbering foreword with hammer ready.
Rancor quickly came up with a plan, and turned to him. She beckoned to the zombie with her hand to keep coming towards her.
It did, hammer raised.
"Ten seconds! Nine! Eight!"
Rancor then dodged to the side as the zombie stumbled towards the open door and teetered on the edge. Rancor then jumped on his back, making him fall to the ground.
"Seven! Six! Five!"
The ground was coming into view.
"Four! Three!"
They landed, and Sledgehammer exploded into a cloud of dust.
"Two!"
The dust lingered, covering Rancor and masking her fate.
"ONE!"
Aku came into view from the other side of the house, and started laughing.
"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA! You're too late, Rancor! And now you're mine! What do you have to say about it?!"
Then, Rancor walked out of the dust cloud, coughing and dusting off.
"I think you need a new torture method." she said inbetween coughs. "I win."
"WHAT?!"
"I landed on three."
"Grrrrr......"
Aku grinded his teeth angrily. Rancor just shook her head, dusting off her hair as she did so.
"Was that the best you can do? You better get busy if you want to win that bet."
Aku made a nasty glaring face at his torturer, then made a thinking face as he went into deep thought.
Meanwhile, Rancor took a seat under a tree and watched the sun come up from the horizon.
The sun was half-way up when the lightbulb went on above Aku's head.
"I GOT IT!" he announced into the sky.
Rancor looked up at him lazily.
"This is gonna be good....."
"Prepare for a more scarier and demented torture, Rancor!"
She stood up and crossed her arms.
"Scarier than a zombie filled house? I doubt it....."
She took Aku's hand again, sucked into his vortex...........
............and was loudly greeted by many wailing babies.
Rancor blinked as she found herself in a daycare, filled with babies no older than a year, and all of them were crying.
It was already grading on her nerves, and she was only there for five seconds.
She heard Aku laughing outside.
She started grinding her teeth.
"Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk......."
((Okay, that's the end of chapter two. Two shorter chapters are after this, and I promise they will be better and funnier than this one. Later! ~Masq))