Disclaimer: yay! I like.. totally don't own Yuugiou.. or The Ring.. or Ringu.. or Ring 2.. or Ring Virus... or Rasen.. or anything.. but luckily I'm only using The Ring in this. Eheh.. heh. Yeah. Anyway. Lol. There are some characters that belong to me and my friend. Blah blah.. Sara, Blade, Victoria.. people people people. For strange purposes that are my own, I am going to change Samara, Anna, and Richard's names to the japanese ones, even though I'm doing the american.. so.. yeah. Odd. Anyway. I babble.
Author's Notes: Err. Feedback would be nice, and stuff. o.O;; I have a bunch of the chapters done already, because I got too lazy to upload them, and all. But whatever. I don't think I'll put all of them up right now.. depends on how many reviews I get. Enjoy the madness?
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"I hate television; it gives me headaches. Y'know, I hear there's so many magnetic waves travelling through the air because of T.V. and telephones.." started Blade, hanging his arm off of the foot of his bed and glancing over at Sara quickly, he frowned a bit, before turning his attention back to the television-- Sara was just sitting on the floor, remote in hand. She didn't seem to be paying attention. But Blade continued anyway, "and we're losing, like, ten times as many brain cells than we're supposed to.. like," he brushed a bit of hair out of his face, glancing at his best friend again; she still didn't look interested. Blade rolled his eyes, and kept going, "all the molecules in our heads are all unstable, and all the companies know about it, but they're not doing anything about it. It's a big conspiracy.." beside him, Sara sighed.
"You can pick something," she stated, lazily handing the remote up to Blade, "I don't care." Sara continued to stare blankly at the television set, even after Blade had turned it off and dropped the remote to the floor. She turned her head slightly, he was talking about something again. Shrugging, Sara half-turned to look up at her friend properly.
"Do you have any idea how many electro-rays are travelling through our heads every second..?" queried Blade, getting ready to start talking again, but an irritated sounding Sara quickly cut him off.
"I got a better one," she grinned. Putting her hands on the edge of the bed and pushing herself up, moving to sit down beside Blade. She folded her hands in her lap, and looked down at Blade - still grinning, "Have you heard about this video tape that kills you when you watch it?"
He raised an eyebrow, and pushed himself up to sit properly; asking, "What kind of tape?"
"A tape," shrugged Sara, "a regular tape. People rent it, I don't know. You start to play it, and it's like somebody's nightmare. And suddenly, this woman comes on.. smiling at you, right? Seeing you through the screen.. And as soon as it's over, your phone rings.. someone knows you've watched it, and what they say is..," some of her dark hair fell infront of her face, and she continued to grin-- looking more sinister now, "'You will die in seven days', and, exactly seven days later--"
"Who told you that?" Blade's voice was quiet, breathy. He sounded scared.
Sara shrugged, shaking her head slightly, "Somebody from Rivere Hi--"
"Who told you?" he repeated, more urgently this time.
Sara frowned, looking annoyed, and sounding it, too, "What's your problem?"
"I.. I've watched it."
She looked startled, but only temporarily, before saying, "It's a story, Blade.."
"No! Me and Jade, we saw it last weekend.."
".. I thought you were with your parents," her brief shock seemed to have completely faded, and Sara now sounded somewhat indignant.
"I-I wanted to tell you--"
"You were with Jade all weekend?
"Some of her friends-- we rented this.. this place up in the mountains," he shook his head a bit, as if shrugging that particular piece of informaton off. What he had to tell Sara was important, and it was obvious that all she wanted to know was what he and Jade had done on the weekend, "they were trying to record a football game.. I guess the reception was so bad--"
"What are you talking about?"
"Listen to me!! We played the tape, and the game wasn't there.. It was..," he shook his head, searching quickly for words, and finding none.
Sara stayed quiet for a moment, and, figuring Blade wasn't going to continue any time soon, she pressed it further herself, "What? What was it?"
Blade took a moment to respond, and when he did his voice was low again, "It was something else.." he took in a shaky breath, "we thought it was some kind of sick joke.. but then, the phone rang."
The two stayed in silence; Sara watching Blade with a look of symphathy that at least seemed genuine, and Blade just shaking his head back and forth slowly, jaw working uselessly for a minute or so, and then: "It was a week ago.. a week ago, tonight."
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"Eheh..," Sara glanced to the side, and away from Blade; forcing a shaky smile, "You're just trying to scare me.." she kept her gaze away from Blade. And again the two lapsed into silence. Sara's attention was turned back to her friend when, rather suddenly, he started to gag. It was quiet, at first, and when Sara looked at him, his face was contorted in some kind of agony, like he was struggling to breathe. Panic flashed across Sara's features, and as Blade reached his hands up around his neck - the gagging getting louder - she cracked. "Oh my God.. Blade?!" arm going around Blade's back, she curled her other hand around his shoulder as the fight for air intensified. She lowered her voice, gently-- almost whispering, "Blade?"
Blade fell to the side jerkily, landing across Sara's lap and staring up at her behind eyelids that were clenched shut. His friend whispered his name again, shaking him slightly. And then, suddenly, he stopped breathing.
"Blade??" Sara shook him again, panicky. She leaned a bit closer, peering down at him curiously. He had stopped breathing, and it looked like he never would again..
Blade grinned. He started laughing and opened his eyes. Starting to sit up a bit, but getting pushed off of Sara's lap and falling off of the bed.
"You freak!" exclaimed Sara, annoyed. She grabbed a nearby pillow and hit Blade carefully with it. He just caught it and grinned again, still laughing.
"You totally fell for it!" chuckled Blade, moving a bit and getting himself comfortable on the floor with the aid of his new pillow.
"No..," Sara shook her head, still frowning a bit. She took a quick moment to regain her composure, and smiled mischiviously at Blade with a raised eyebrow, "Sooo... did you guys, y'know, do anything?"
Blade tilted his head to the side, eyes darting around in mock confusion. He blinked a few times, "Like.. what?" his act didn't last too long, and his supressed grin soon became noticable.
His friend regarded him carefully, before grinning widely and grabbing another pillow to hit him with, "Oh my God! You totally did, you're such a manwhore..! Give me details!"
"No!" Blade grabbed the pillow from before, and hit Sara with it. Starting to laugh. Sara threw the pillow back, again.
And, suddenly, the phone started to ring.
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Blade stopped instantly. His eyes going wide, mouth hanging slightly open. Completely shocked and utterly scared. He craned his head to the side quickly, cracking his neck, and stared at the clock on his bedside table.
It was exactly ten o'clock.
Sara looked at the clock for a mere moment, before turning back to look at Blade. He was starting to shake, and his bottom lip looked about ready to start quivering. Her childish grin faded completely, and her expression was exchanged for a more serious, sombre one. Dark eyes completely dull, she whispered, "There really is a tape?"
The phone continued to ring.
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Blade went down the staircase barefoot, Sara followingly closely behind. They walked slowly, and took as much time as possible in turning the corner to peer down the hallway leading to the kitchen. He stared quietly at the phone on the wall there and, still shaking, made his way over to it. Blade's nerve failed him halfway there, and he stopped. He could feel Sara walk up behind him, and then walk right past him with a huff.
"This is so lame," stated Sara. She reached for the phone, and Blade hurried to stop her. Sara got to the phone first: "Seidel residence; hello?"
Blade watched her closely, his mouth hanging open vacantly again. Sara had answered the phone.. Sara had answered the phone.. Blade frowned; his friend's sarcastic expression had faded into one of pure terror. Her eyes were wide with shock.. Blade started to shake again when Sara turned to look at him, and held the phone to his ear with a shaky arm. He took the phone from her-- reluctantly, "... hello?"
Silence.
Blade rolled his eyes, letting out a sigh of relief. He glared at Sara, before speaking into the phone, "Hi, mom.." pushing Sara out of the way, Blade went over to a nearby cupboard and opened it up, "yeah, that was Sara..," he glared while retrieving a cup, "my mom says hi; she's glad you're here."
Sara smiled sweetly, "Ask her where she keeps her vicadin," and spun quickly, making her way back down the hall and dissapearing from sight.
Blade shook his head, and went over to the fridge, "Yeah, we're about to go to sleep.." he opened the fridge door and grabbed a thing of orange juice, "Okay; yeah, I will..," shutting the fridge door again, he turned to face the island in the middle of the kitchen, "Okay! Okay, yeah.. yeah, I will.." pouring a glass of juice, he balanced the phone with his shoulder, ".. no, I won't. Bye, mom.." he mumbled and hung up, slamming the phone down on the countertop and grabbing his drink. He started to leave the kitchen when the tv in the other room suddenly turned on. The sound of static filled the air, and Blaze froze with his drink halfway to his lips. He half turned, and peered through the glass shutters seperating the room.
Making his way into the livingroom, Blade stared quietly at the tv. His nerves rattling again. He made his way slowly into the room, looking around, "Sara, quit being a bitch! Where's the remote--" he spotted it on a nearby leather couch and trailed off. Picking the remote up, he turned the tv off. Calming slightly when the sound of static dissappeared. Throwing the remote down, he turned and walked back into the kitchen. He was about to go back to his drink when the tv turned on again.. static.
Turning slowly, Blade stared at the television in disbelief, "Sara, quit it!!" he frowned. When nothing happened, and the tv stayed on, Blade just ran back into the living room and straight over to the tv. Putting his face up close to the screen for a moment, eyes darting around wildly, before reaching around behind the television and unplugging it. It turned off and everything went silent once more. He stared silently at the blank screen, breathing heavily. Something flickered on the screen, and blurred past him. He spun around to face an empty livingroom.
Re-entering the kitchen, Blade nearly felt his heart stop - breath catching in his throat - as the fridge door silently swung open on it's own. Shaking his head, Blade ran across the kitchen and slammed the fridge door shut. Staying there for a moment and breathing heavily. He clenched his eyes shut and tried to calm down. A strange, kind of growling noise echoed in his mind. As if it were all through the house. Eyes snapping open, Blade hurried down the hallway and slowly looked up the staircase. He shivered from head to toe before taking the first step.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he looked around slowly. Wondering if he should call for Sara or not... he knew it had to be her playing some kind of prank, right? He took a few steps into the hall before noticing something strange. The floor was wet. Blade looked down, his already wide eyes getting even bigger. Following the trail of water slowly, he saw that it was coming from under a nearby door. The door leading into his room. He reached for the doorknob slowly, jerkily, and froze when he noticed that water was slowly dripping from it. Shaking his head, he set his jaw and grabbed the handle, turning on it and tugging it open.
What greeted Blade on the other side of the door was the most horrific thing he had ever seen. Eyes going pale, and rolling into the back of his head.. he felt burns start to spread across his face and opened his mouth to scream.
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