Disclaimer-I don't own The Ring or Ringu. They're from the minds of some
people out to freak us all out! Well, it worked on me! I do own one thing
though: Eric, the kind and attractive truck driver. Maybe if I make this
into a movie, I can get Josh Hartnett to be Eric! Okay, maybe not....
A/N-I finally saw Ringu! It was so scary! Unfortunately, I don't speak Japanese, so I had to read the English subtitles, but it was still scary! Oh and thanks to Allyson, StardustSprite, Sammy-chan, Riot Gurl, and Shanes_Babi_Gurl for reviewing! Thanks guys!!
Chapter 7-Everyone Will Suffer
"Rachel?" asked Eric, sheepishly. "I was wondering how you got mixed up with Samara and how you got into that ditch....and the real reason your son is unconscious."
Rachel took a deep breath, looking down at Aiden, who was lying in her lap. "Well, a little over a month ago, my niece died...." She told Eric the whole story about how she went up to the cabin and watched the video tape. How she showed her late boyfriend the tape and how her son watched it. As she described all of the visions she saw, how she saw Samara's father die, and how she found Noah after he died, her hands were shaking, and her heart was racing.
"Then, Noah came back to tell me that Samara wants my son to help her....kill the people who watch the video. So, I tried everything to save him....I went on a boat, which ended up killing the owner of the boat rental shop. Then, I decided to stay in the car, but I was nearly hit by lightning, so I drove into a ditch and hit my head and was knocked out....when I woke up, Aiden took me to this valley, and took me to a well. I saw Samara trying to come out, but Aiden wouldn't let us leave, so I hit him on the head with a rock...." Rachel broke off, tears forming in her eyes. "And then you found us."
Eric nodded. He looked terrified. "Rachel, it seems like you've been through a lot these past few months....and I want you to know that I plan on helping you no matter what."
Rachel smiled sadly. "Thanks Eric." She felt Aiden stir and looked down at him. "Eric! Aiden's waking up!" Suddenly, a horrible thought entered Rachel's mind. "Eric, what if Aiden is still being controlled by Samara?"
Eric's eyes widened. "I never thought of that. Do you think it's possible?"
"Well, we're about to find out." Rachel looked nervously down at her son, who was beginning to awaken. She watched as his eyes slowly opened.
Aiden looked at Rachel for a second, before sitting upright in her lap. "M- Mom?" he mumbled, rubbing his head. "What....happened?"
"Aiden, are you....feeling better?"
"What do you mean? What happened? Who is THAT?" he asked, gesturing towards Eric.
"Oh thank God!" cried Rachel, embracing Aiden. "Samara was controlling your mind and she almost got you! And I....I had to knock you out....I'm so sorry, Aiden!" Rachel broke down and began to sob, running her hands through Aiden's hair.
"Mom, it's okay. I don't want Samara to get either of us....but, once again, who is THAT?" he asked, pointing at Eric.
"Aiden, this is Eric. He's going to help us keep Samara away from you," Rachel sniffed, smiling at Aiden.
"Hi Aiden," greeted Eric, holding out his hand. "Your mother tells me that you talked to Samara....is that right?"
Aiden nodded, eyeing Eric suspiciously. "Yeah....mom, what ELSE did you tell him?" asked Aiden seriously.
"I told him the whole story, honey. He deserved to know the truth, since he's going to be helping us....and going to be with us for a while," replied Rachel, smiling shyly at Eric. Eric began to smile back at Rachel, before he let out a yawn. "Oh no," whispered Rachel. "I didn't think of this. Eric, what are you going to do for sleep?"
Eric glanced around nervously, trying to think of an answer. "Well, I was going to stop at a hotel....do you think that it would be safe?"
"Only if the hotel didn't have a television," replied Rachel, looking out of the window.
"Okay, do you think it would be the same if we removed the television from the room?"
Rachel looked at Aiden. "What do you think, honey? Would it be safe that way?"
Aiden shook his head. "I don't know....it might be."
Rachel nodded and looked back at Eric. "Well, I guess it would be safe...."
Eric looked at her and smiled. Aiden began to yawn as well, and rested his head on Rachel's shoulder, drifting off to sleep. Eric and Rachel drove together in complete silence, looking for a hotel to stop at. Finally, they reached a small town, where they saw a vacant motel. Eric pulled over and looked for a place to park his truck. Rachel looked at the motel, silently praying that it would be safe. As soon as Eric had parked the truck, Rachel gently awoke Aiden. "Aiden, we found a motel. Wake up."
Aiden nodded and climbed off of Rachel's lap. Eric jumped out of the truck, and Rachel and Aiden followed closely behind him. They walked into the motel, where an elderly woman greeted them. "Hello, would you like to stay overnight?" she asked, putting on a pair of glasses.
"Yes, one room please," said Eric, looking back at Rachel. Rachel raised an eyebrow at him. "Well, if it's not safe, we want to get out as fast as we can," he whispered, turning back to the woman.
"Okay, here's your key. You're in room twelve," said the woman, cheerfully, handing Eric the key.
"Thank you, and could we pay you in advance? We need to leave really early in the morning." The woman nodded, and Eric paid her. Eric turned around and looked at Rachel; she was staring straight ahead, her eyes large with fear. "Rachel, are you okay?" he asked.
"C-cabin twelve?" stammered Rachel.
"No, room twelve," corrected Eric. "Rachel, what's wrong?" he asked, nudging her arm.
"Cabin twelve is where my niece stayed that night....where I was the night I watched the video....Eric, I don't know if I feel comfortable staying here...." Rachel shook her head.
"It's okay, miss," said the woman. "This motel has never had any problems."
"Okay," said Rachel, smiling nervously at her. "Umm, I have a question....are there televisions in the rooms?"
"Of course, miss."
"My son has problems with television....do you think it would be alright if we removed it from our room?"
The woman looked strangely at Rachel, but nodded. "I'll have it removed as soon as possible. Here, follow me." The woman beckoned to them, and walked out from behind her desk. Rachel, Eric, and Aiden followed her out of the lobby and over to room twelve. Eric unlocked the door and the woman walked in. About a minute later, she left the room, pushing the television over to the lobby.
Rachel, Eric, and Aiden went into the room to look around. They all stopped and stared at the bed; there was only one king-size bed and no pull- out couch. Rachel and Eric looked at each other and blushed. "Well, I guess we'll have to share a bed...." said Rachel, glancing at the ceiling.
Eric nodded and bit his lip. "I hope you know that it wasn't my idea to have only one bed," he mumbled.
Rachel yawned. "It's okay, let's just go to sleep. It's already 11 o'clock PM."
Eric and Aiden nodded, and the three of them climbed into the bed, Aiden in the middle. Aiden and Eric fell asleep almost immediately, but Rachel lay awake, too nervous to go to sleep. She closed her eyes, but heard something hissing. She slowly opened her eyes, and was met with a huge, bloodshot eye.
Rachel screamed and shot upright in the bed. Eric and Aiden awoke to her scream, and Eric switched on the light. "What the hell?" he cursed, rubbing his eyes. "Rachel, what's wrong?"
"Eric, we....we have to....go NOW!" she cried, leaping out of the bed. She put her shoes on and began to pull Aiden and Eric out of the bed. "Please! I saw Samara! She's here! PLEASE!!!"
Eric sat up in the bed and began cursing under his breath. "Fine!" He got out of the bed and put his shoes on. "But I'm going to the bathroom first." He went into the bathroom. As soon as he was finished, he washed his hands and splashed water onto his face. He grabbed a towel and began to wipe his face off. He opened his eyes and looked into the mirror, and let out a blood-curdling scream.
He was looking directly into the face of a green, long-haired girl, her eyes closed. He began to run out of the bathroom, when he discovered that he was holding Samara's hair in his hands. He screamed again, and ran out of the bathroom. "C'mon you two! We're leaving NOW!!!" Rachel and Aiden followed Eric out of the motel room.
Rachel took out the key to the room and rushed over to the lobby. She opened the door and gasped. Lying on the ground was the woman and a janitor. Dead. Rachel snapped her eyes shut and threw the key to the ground. She turned around and ran out of the lobby. She saw Eric and Aiden in the truck about 10 feet in front of her, and she slowed down to a walk.
Rachel looked at Eric and Aiden again, and saw that they weren't looking at her; they were looking behind her, terrified. She looked around and saw Samara limping towards her. Rachel gaped at the sight, before running at the truck and climbing in.
Eric started the truck and began to drive away from the evil child that was following them. Rachel looked at Eric, who was beginning to hyperventilate. "Eric, what happened?"
"I-I went to the bathroom....I looked into the mirror, and saw that girl. She looked so....terrifying. Rachel, I had dried my face with her....hair. And I think something's on my face. Can you look at it? There's a light on the ceiling."
Rachel turned on the light and looked at Eric's face. She gasped. On his face was a green burn. Rachel raised her hand up and touched it. Eric flinched. "Eric, you're face is....burned."
"Don't touch it....it burns," he whimpered, covering his face with his hand.
Rachel looked at Aiden, who had fallen asleep in her lap. "Eric, if you don't want to help us any more, I'll understand. I don't want you to die just because of me."
Eric shook his head. "No, I'm staying. I don't want you to die either." Eric watched as Rachel rested her head against the window, falling asleep almost immediately.
Eric reached up and touched his burn. As soon as his fingers touched it, he heard a voice. "Eric," the voice whispered. Eric's eyes widened; the voice was from a little girl. "Eric, why are you helping Rachel and Aiden? Helping them is only going to make you die, too. But I don't care....I'll have another friend if you die. Everyone will die. Everyone will suffer...."
To Be Continued......
A/N-Wow! I had a hard time trying to find somewhere to leave off. Anyways, review!! No flames! Oh, and by the way, I had to watch The Ring again, so that I would get everything right (I have it on DVD....can you believe that I bought it before seeing the movie?). The things I do for you people. :-D
A/N-I finally saw Ringu! It was so scary! Unfortunately, I don't speak Japanese, so I had to read the English subtitles, but it was still scary! Oh and thanks to Allyson, StardustSprite, Sammy-chan, Riot Gurl, and Shanes_Babi_Gurl for reviewing! Thanks guys!!
Chapter 7-Everyone Will Suffer
"Rachel?" asked Eric, sheepishly. "I was wondering how you got mixed up with Samara and how you got into that ditch....and the real reason your son is unconscious."
Rachel took a deep breath, looking down at Aiden, who was lying in her lap. "Well, a little over a month ago, my niece died...." She told Eric the whole story about how she went up to the cabin and watched the video tape. How she showed her late boyfriend the tape and how her son watched it. As she described all of the visions she saw, how she saw Samara's father die, and how she found Noah after he died, her hands were shaking, and her heart was racing.
"Then, Noah came back to tell me that Samara wants my son to help her....kill the people who watch the video. So, I tried everything to save him....I went on a boat, which ended up killing the owner of the boat rental shop. Then, I decided to stay in the car, but I was nearly hit by lightning, so I drove into a ditch and hit my head and was knocked out....when I woke up, Aiden took me to this valley, and took me to a well. I saw Samara trying to come out, but Aiden wouldn't let us leave, so I hit him on the head with a rock...." Rachel broke off, tears forming in her eyes. "And then you found us."
Eric nodded. He looked terrified. "Rachel, it seems like you've been through a lot these past few months....and I want you to know that I plan on helping you no matter what."
Rachel smiled sadly. "Thanks Eric." She felt Aiden stir and looked down at him. "Eric! Aiden's waking up!" Suddenly, a horrible thought entered Rachel's mind. "Eric, what if Aiden is still being controlled by Samara?"
Eric's eyes widened. "I never thought of that. Do you think it's possible?"
"Well, we're about to find out." Rachel looked nervously down at her son, who was beginning to awaken. She watched as his eyes slowly opened.
Aiden looked at Rachel for a second, before sitting upright in her lap. "M- Mom?" he mumbled, rubbing his head. "What....happened?"
"Aiden, are you....feeling better?"
"What do you mean? What happened? Who is THAT?" he asked, gesturing towards Eric.
"Oh thank God!" cried Rachel, embracing Aiden. "Samara was controlling your mind and she almost got you! And I....I had to knock you out....I'm so sorry, Aiden!" Rachel broke down and began to sob, running her hands through Aiden's hair.
"Mom, it's okay. I don't want Samara to get either of us....but, once again, who is THAT?" he asked, pointing at Eric.
"Aiden, this is Eric. He's going to help us keep Samara away from you," Rachel sniffed, smiling at Aiden.
"Hi Aiden," greeted Eric, holding out his hand. "Your mother tells me that you talked to Samara....is that right?"
Aiden nodded, eyeing Eric suspiciously. "Yeah....mom, what ELSE did you tell him?" asked Aiden seriously.
"I told him the whole story, honey. He deserved to know the truth, since he's going to be helping us....and going to be with us for a while," replied Rachel, smiling shyly at Eric. Eric began to smile back at Rachel, before he let out a yawn. "Oh no," whispered Rachel. "I didn't think of this. Eric, what are you going to do for sleep?"
Eric glanced around nervously, trying to think of an answer. "Well, I was going to stop at a hotel....do you think that it would be safe?"
"Only if the hotel didn't have a television," replied Rachel, looking out of the window.
"Okay, do you think it would be the same if we removed the television from the room?"
Rachel looked at Aiden. "What do you think, honey? Would it be safe that way?"
Aiden shook his head. "I don't know....it might be."
Rachel nodded and looked back at Eric. "Well, I guess it would be safe...."
Eric looked at her and smiled. Aiden began to yawn as well, and rested his head on Rachel's shoulder, drifting off to sleep. Eric and Rachel drove together in complete silence, looking for a hotel to stop at. Finally, they reached a small town, where they saw a vacant motel. Eric pulled over and looked for a place to park his truck. Rachel looked at the motel, silently praying that it would be safe. As soon as Eric had parked the truck, Rachel gently awoke Aiden. "Aiden, we found a motel. Wake up."
Aiden nodded and climbed off of Rachel's lap. Eric jumped out of the truck, and Rachel and Aiden followed closely behind him. They walked into the motel, where an elderly woman greeted them. "Hello, would you like to stay overnight?" she asked, putting on a pair of glasses.
"Yes, one room please," said Eric, looking back at Rachel. Rachel raised an eyebrow at him. "Well, if it's not safe, we want to get out as fast as we can," he whispered, turning back to the woman.
"Okay, here's your key. You're in room twelve," said the woman, cheerfully, handing Eric the key.
"Thank you, and could we pay you in advance? We need to leave really early in the morning." The woman nodded, and Eric paid her. Eric turned around and looked at Rachel; she was staring straight ahead, her eyes large with fear. "Rachel, are you okay?" he asked.
"C-cabin twelve?" stammered Rachel.
"No, room twelve," corrected Eric. "Rachel, what's wrong?" he asked, nudging her arm.
"Cabin twelve is where my niece stayed that night....where I was the night I watched the video....Eric, I don't know if I feel comfortable staying here...." Rachel shook her head.
"It's okay, miss," said the woman. "This motel has never had any problems."
"Okay," said Rachel, smiling nervously at her. "Umm, I have a question....are there televisions in the rooms?"
"Of course, miss."
"My son has problems with television....do you think it would be alright if we removed it from our room?"
The woman looked strangely at Rachel, but nodded. "I'll have it removed as soon as possible. Here, follow me." The woman beckoned to them, and walked out from behind her desk. Rachel, Eric, and Aiden followed her out of the lobby and over to room twelve. Eric unlocked the door and the woman walked in. About a minute later, she left the room, pushing the television over to the lobby.
Rachel, Eric, and Aiden went into the room to look around. They all stopped and stared at the bed; there was only one king-size bed and no pull- out couch. Rachel and Eric looked at each other and blushed. "Well, I guess we'll have to share a bed...." said Rachel, glancing at the ceiling.
Eric nodded and bit his lip. "I hope you know that it wasn't my idea to have only one bed," he mumbled.
Rachel yawned. "It's okay, let's just go to sleep. It's already 11 o'clock PM."
Eric and Aiden nodded, and the three of them climbed into the bed, Aiden in the middle. Aiden and Eric fell asleep almost immediately, but Rachel lay awake, too nervous to go to sleep. She closed her eyes, but heard something hissing. She slowly opened her eyes, and was met with a huge, bloodshot eye.
Rachel screamed and shot upright in the bed. Eric and Aiden awoke to her scream, and Eric switched on the light. "What the hell?" he cursed, rubbing his eyes. "Rachel, what's wrong?"
"Eric, we....we have to....go NOW!" she cried, leaping out of the bed. She put her shoes on and began to pull Aiden and Eric out of the bed. "Please! I saw Samara! She's here! PLEASE!!!"
Eric sat up in the bed and began cursing under his breath. "Fine!" He got out of the bed and put his shoes on. "But I'm going to the bathroom first." He went into the bathroom. As soon as he was finished, he washed his hands and splashed water onto his face. He grabbed a towel and began to wipe his face off. He opened his eyes and looked into the mirror, and let out a blood-curdling scream.
He was looking directly into the face of a green, long-haired girl, her eyes closed. He began to run out of the bathroom, when he discovered that he was holding Samara's hair in his hands. He screamed again, and ran out of the bathroom. "C'mon you two! We're leaving NOW!!!" Rachel and Aiden followed Eric out of the motel room.
Rachel took out the key to the room and rushed over to the lobby. She opened the door and gasped. Lying on the ground was the woman and a janitor. Dead. Rachel snapped her eyes shut and threw the key to the ground. She turned around and ran out of the lobby. She saw Eric and Aiden in the truck about 10 feet in front of her, and she slowed down to a walk.
Rachel looked at Eric and Aiden again, and saw that they weren't looking at her; they were looking behind her, terrified. She looked around and saw Samara limping towards her. Rachel gaped at the sight, before running at the truck and climbing in.
Eric started the truck and began to drive away from the evil child that was following them. Rachel looked at Eric, who was beginning to hyperventilate. "Eric, what happened?"
"I-I went to the bathroom....I looked into the mirror, and saw that girl. She looked so....terrifying. Rachel, I had dried my face with her....hair. And I think something's on my face. Can you look at it? There's a light on the ceiling."
Rachel turned on the light and looked at Eric's face. She gasped. On his face was a green burn. Rachel raised her hand up and touched it. Eric flinched. "Eric, you're face is....burned."
"Don't touch it....it burns," he whimpered, covering his face with his hand.
Rachel looked at Aiden, who had fallen asleep in her lap. "Eric, if you don't want to help us any more, I'll understand. I don't want you to die just because of me."
Eric shook his head. "No, I'm staying. I don't want you to die either." Eric watched as Rachel rested her head against the window, falling asleep almost immediately.
Eric reached up and touched his burn. As soon as his fingers touched it, he heard a voice. "Eric," the voice whispered. Eric's eyes widened; the voice was from a little girl. "Eric, why are you helping Rachel and Aiden? Helping them is only going to make you die, too. But I don't care....I'll have another friend if you die. Everyone will die. Everyone will suffer...."
To Be Continued......
A/N-Wow! I had a hard time trying to find somewhere to leave off. Anyways, review!! No flames! Oh, and by the way, I had to watch The Ring again, so that I would get everything right (I have it on DVD....can you believe that I bought it before seeing the movie?). The things I do for you people. :-D