This chapter is L-O-N-G! I'll be adding a new character next chapter, based
on a friend of mine. Poor Ayden! I'm just torturing her, aren't I? Oh wait,
you don't know yet, do you? READ OR I'LL BLUDGEON YOU WITH MY CLARINET!!!!!
-cough- Yeah. just read. Oh yeah, I changed the title of my fic to
something that's more appropriate. Besides, the old title sucked.
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CHAPTER SIX
Ayden was floating above her body. 'This is.weeeird.' she thought as she stared at her mutilated body. Suddenly a voice spoke up.
"Wait." Ayden turned and saw someone floating nearby. It was a small boy with horns dressed in black. Obviously Satan's son. "Wouldn't you like to check in on Johnny? It might be some time before he walks down here. I'm sure you'd like to see him have his little fight with his voices, no?" he said, grinning maliciously. Ayden thought for a few seconds before nodding. "You have two hours before your body automatically sucks you back." And with that the boy disappeared in a small flash and a burst of dark smoke. She sank to the floor.
Ayden shrugged and started walking towards the stairs. She stopped. "Duh! You can fly!" she said to herself. Ayden leapt into the air, took one look at her body, and then flew up the stairs.
ONE HOUR AND THIRTY MINUTES LATER
The teen had reached the top floor and was hovering through the few rooms that were there. Nearby she heard muted words. Curious, she followed them as they slowly became stronger.
Ayden entered some sort of living room. Inside sat Johnny, two doughboys painted ghoulishly, and a gun in some sort of robotic arm. She floated higher and crossed her legs, spinning in large circles above them. Johnny was sitting in a hard wood chair, head lowered, hands loosely clasped. The doughboys were standing there looking opposite directions. Suddenly, one of the doughboys with twirling circles for eyes began to speak.
Swirly Eyes: Oh dear. Look, Eff, He's going to kill himself. Oh, the raging horror of it all.
Blank Eyes: Yep.
Johnny: Shit on you. Holes in all of you, you ozone-unfriendly fucks. I'm tired. I know about what you two are doing, sort of. I'm leaving. But I'm not doing this to satisfy you, Psycho-Doughboy. Nor am I doing it to spite you, Mr. Eff. I do it simply to rest.
Ayden guessed that the one with the swirly eyes was Psycho-Doughboy and the other was Mr. Eff, and her estimation was confirmed when the first doughboy spoke again.
D-boy: You notice, perhaps, that I am not smiling. See, you never really mean to kill yourself, you pathetic tick. Oops, I'm being unfriendly aren't I? Wellll, I've grown so sick of seeing you make a mockery of self- annihilation.
Johnny's head rose slowly. Ayden flinched; he looked so. beaten. And the fact that he had no pupils didn't help either.
Johnny: Yes, well, this should do the trick. I want out of this. Nailbunny stopped talking yesterday- I know you know why. You've stolen too much of me. I'm through with being used.
Mr. Eff: That's right, Nny, you little shit! Free will and all that rot!! C'mon, you're a slave- just play the game a little longer. Soon enough you won't even be needed. Hm.. What, exactly, do you have set up here for today's show?
Johnny: Simple, Mr. Fuck. I've set the arm up with a motion tracker. It's also connected to the telephone, lifting the phone activates the tracker.
It'll follow me but won't fire the gun until I speak into the phone, or try to turn off the arm.
Mr. Eff: Neat!
D-boy: Oh, pleeeaze, spare me this! Here is yet another of his false attempts!! The little shit lies.
Tell me, Johnny C., who is going to call you? Nobody ever calls you! Not even wrong numbers! And you KNOW IT!!
The styrofoam doughboy glared at the phone for a moment before averting his gaze toward Nny, who sat silently.
D-boy: When was the last time that phone even rang?!! Especially at two in the morning?!! Nobody wants you!! You've chased them all away! Pusillanimous wretch! Peering over the edge of the abyss, but never strong enough to JUMP!!
During the little speech Psycho-Doughboy's glare deepened, and he shook his small fist at Nny. The man leaned forward, eyes still pupiless, and hissed angrily.
Johnny: You want, so much for me to die, why haven't you just killed me yourself!!
D-boy: I can't. But trust me, I would lover- to serve my master. I am however, not strong enough.
Mr. Eff: Not yet, anyhow, but get this, Nny, he doesn't ever care about being strong enough! He actually does want to serve his master. Me? Well, I need you alive a little longer, so just ride it out!
An awkward silence ensued; each set of eyes stared hatefully at another, gleaming in the dim light.
Johnny: You know what? I don't even know how I cam to live in this house. I guess, pretty soon, I won't even remember Nailbunny. Sigh.
D-Boy: It's all so very distressing. Is it not? So what is the point of remaining? Be serious on this Johnny. I apologize for what I said earlier. I'm your friend. Kill yourself. Do it for your friend.
Ayden scoffed to herself, but secretly hoped Nny wouldn't take to bait. She'd be alive soon, and she wanted to help him. Tears trickled down the pasty face of Johnny as he stood. Suddenly, faster then Ayden could imagine someone could move, Johnny had whirled around and grabbed Psycho- Doughboy by the neck and lifted him high into the air.
D-boy: HEY!
The sound of a blade going through styrofoam echoed through the first few levels of Nny's house. The man had shoved a kitchen knife into the doughboy's nose, pinning it to the cracked walls. Johnny turned and seemed to be looking directly at Ayden. He was panting, one eye squinted, the other eye large and shaped eerily like a feline's.
Johnny: NO!! I CONTROL ME!! I CONTROL ME!!
Mr. Eff: HURRAH!! YIPPEE! Fook-fook!!! Nicely done dear boy! Now, quick, go kill something! The barrier grows thin! Don't let IT escape! Let's go mutilate club kids!
Johnny: FFFUCK YOU, EFF!!! I'm not feeding the wall! And I'm not killing myself, after all!! I'm turning the arm off!! And I'm taking charge of..
Nny's screams faded as the audible click of the machine filled everyone's ears.
Johnny: Hey, it didn't fire the gun! I am SO lucky!! I.
D-boy: It wasn't on to begin with, you idiot!
Mr. Eff: Hee! Hee!
Suddenly the phone rang. Slowly Mr. Eff and Nny turned and looked at it, eyes wide. It rang again.
Johnny: Who the hell.. Somebody's calling me? Somebody's calling ME! I beat you guys! Things will be different now! I feel it.
Nny cautiously picked up the phone. It made a clikik sort of noise. After a moment or two of silence he said quietly: "Hello?"
It was then the robotic arm kicked into life.
WZZZZZ
BLAM!
WHUMP!!
AAAAIIEEEK!!
The gun shot Johnny in the head; he fell with an audible thump. Mr. Eff screamed shrilly as D-boy smiled maliciously. Ayden froze, staring as blood splattered against the nearby window and pooled by Nny's head. She was far to stunned to speak.
Suddenly there was a blast of wind as Ayden's two hours ended. She screamed as her body sucked her back. The two doughboy's looked about curiously as the girl's mind went blank and she knew nothing more.
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Tess and Krik were yelling at each other when the came upon a small dark room. There was the shape of a woman chained to the wall across from them. Tess flicked on the light-switch and the fluorescent lighting filled the room.
The woman looked to be in her middle teens. The two adults would have thought she was unconscious or asleep if it wasn't for the fact that her neck was ripped wide open and dried blood soaked her clothes. She looked as if she had died quite recently.
Suddenly a breeze filtered through the small room, accompanied by a scream. Tess shivered and Krik looked around stupidly.
The gash in the teenager's neck closed and became a thick scar, covered by a band-aid. Her eye's shot open as she gasped. Her body emaciated and became a sickly yellow-gray color. Dark circles were underneath. Tess and Krik screamed in terror. They were about to bolt when the girl spoke.
"P-p-please. help me out," she shivered, making the chains rattle and her teeth chatter. After a moment Tess sighed and walked over to the girl.
"What the fuck are you doing bitch?" yelled the man. "We just saw this bitch come back to fuckin' life!" (A/N: Pardon the extreme use of the word 'fuck'. Krik doesn't have very good grammatical skills so he reuses words a LOT.) Tess flipped him off before turning back to the girl.
"Who are you?" she asked, staring up at the girl.
"I-I'm Ayden. You're probably wondering how I woke up, aren't you? Well let's just say it involved my brother, Johnny, a knife, and some really disturbing things. Could you seriously let me down though? Nny's dying right now!" the girl said hoarsely, voice rising slightly as she struggled against the restraints.
"You're Nny's SISTER? Holy shit, he really is screwed up. By the way, I'm Tess," said Tess as she set to work on the clasps. "Krik! Get your ass over here and be useful for once in your life." After a few minutes they had freed Ayden; she fell to her hands and knees, coughing heavily. Slowly she leaned back on to her knee's, struggling to get up.
"Y-yes, Johnny's screwed up, but he didn't know I was his sister. Last time we saw each other was when he was twelve. I just saw him accidentally shoot himself in the head- . what's that noise?" asked Ayden, cocking her head to one side. Tess and Krik froze as they heard the now familiar roaring of the wall-monster. "What's wrong?" the girl looked at their stricken faces.
"RUUUUUUNNN!!!!!!" screamed the two adults in unison; sprinting towards the door opposite the one they entered. They quickly disappeared, although their shouts could still be heard. Ayden slowly stood up, leaning against the cracked and bloodstained wall. The roaring became louder. louder. louder. LOUDER.
And then, just as Ayden thought her eardrums were about to explode, IT entered. The Wall-monster.
It towered over the poor girl, who was too petrified to move. Millions of tentacles writhed about the small room, covered with huge claws. The wall-monster was something that came out of one's absolute worst nightmare. Its dragon-shaped head was staring down at Ayden, motionless. Silences reigned over the basement as people yet to be killed listened fearfully for something. Anything.
A high-pitched scream of pure terror swirled through the air, coming from Ayden. She had finally gotten her control of her body again, and she tried to run. Failing miserably. The monster leapt at her, roaring ferociously. Just as it was about to strike, it froze, glared at her, confused, before following after the two adults.
Ayden sank to her knee's, weeping softly. After several minutes she was able to stand, and shakily she began her assent.
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It was quiet when Ayden reached the top floor again. She saw the two doughboys snapped into several pieces, Johnny, now dead with several bruises on his head, what looked like an organ of someone, and the fading outline of the woman, Tess kneeling by the open door. Ayden shivered. It was so cold. Cold enough for frost to seep through the cracks in the walls and her breath to steam. She glanced at the blood-splattered window, and then did a double take. Nothing was out there!
She ran to the open front door and clung to the frame. There was nothing but an endless void past the doorway. Ayden was trapped; the universe had ended.
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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I am so evil! -snicker-
Story Ayden: -walks in, glowering- You get me out of Nny's house or I'll bring your world down about your feet while I destroy you in a swirling torrent of misery and pain!
Real Ayden: 0_____0 Meep! Gotcha Story me! Next chapter you're out of there. after a week or so.. -hides behind chair-
Story Ayden: A WEEK!!!!! -takes out one of Nny's super long and scary knives-
Real Ayden: Squee! -throws her evil cat Spyke at Story Ayden and runs-
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CHAPTER SIX
Ayden was floating above her body. 'This is.weeeird.' she thought as she stared at her mutilated body. Suddenly a voice spoke up.
"Wait." Ayden turned and saw someone floating nearby. It was a small boy with horns dressed in black. Obviously Satan's son. "Wouldn't you like to check in on Johnny? It might be some time before he walks down here. I'm sure you'd like to see him have his little fight with his voices, no?" he said, grinning maliciously. Ayden thought for a few seconds before nodding. "You have two hours before your body automatically sucks you back." And with that the boy disappeared in a small flash and a burst of dark smoke. She sank to the floor.
Ayden shrugged and started walking towards the stairs. She stopped. "Duh! You can fly!" she said to herself. Ayden leapt into the air, took one look at her body, and then flew up the stairs.
ONE HOUR AND THIRTY MINUTES LATER
The teen had reached the top floor and was hovering through the few rooms that were there. Nearby she heard muted words. Curious, she followed them as they slowly became stronger.
Ayden entered some sort of living room. Inside sat Johnny, two doughboys painted ghoulishly, and a gun in some sort of robotic arm. She floated higher and crossed her legs, spinning in large circles above them. Johnny was sitting in a hard wood chair, head lowered, hands loosely clasped. The doughboys were standing there looking opposite directions. Suddenly, one of the doughboys with twirling circles for eyes began to speak.
Swirly Eyes: Oh dear. Look, Eff, He's going to kill himself. Oh, the raging horror of it all.
Blank Eyes: Yep.
Johnny: Shit on you. Holes in all of you, you ozone-unfriendly fucks. I'm tired. I know about what you two are doing, sort of. I'm leaving. But I'm not doing this to satisfy you, Psycho-Doughboy. Nor am I doing it to spite you, Mr. Eff. I do it simply to rest.
Ayden guessed that the one with the swirly eyes was Psycho-Doughboy and the other was Mr. Eff, and her estimation was confirmed when the first doughboy spoke again.
D-boy: You notice, perhaps, that I am not smiling. See, you never really mean to kill yourself, you pathetic tick. Oops, I'm being unfriendly aren't I? Wellll, I've grown so sick of seeing you make a mockery of self- annihilation.
Johnny's head rose slowly. Ayden flinched; he looked so. beaten. And the fact that he had no pupils didn't help either.
Johnny: Yes, well, this should do the trick. I want out of this. Nailbunny stopped talking yesterday- I know you know why. You've stolen too much of me. I'm through with being used.
Mr. Eff: That's right, Nny, you little shit! Free will and all that rot!! C'mon, you're a slave- just play the game a little longer. Soon enough you won't even be needed. Hm.. What, exactly, do you have set up here for today's show?
Johnny: Simple, Mr. Fuck. I've set the arm up with a motion tracker. It's also connected to the telephone, lifting the phone activates the tracker.
It'll follow me but won't fire the gun until I speak into the phone, or try to turn off the arm.
Mr. Eff: Neat!
D-boy: Oh, pleeeaze, spare me this! Here is yet another of his false attempts!! The little shit lies.
Tell me, Johnny C., who is going to call you? Nobody ever calls you! Not even wrong numbers! And you KNOW IT!!
The styrofoam doughboy glared at the phone for a moment before averting his gaze toward Nny, who sat silently.
D-boy: When was the last time that phone even rang?!! Especially at two in the morning?!! Nobody wants you!! You've chased them all away! Pusillanimous wretch! Peering over the edge of the abyss, but never strong enough to JUMP!!
During the little speech Psycho-Doughboy's glare deepened, and he shook his small fist at Nny. The man leaned forward, eyes still pupiless, and hissed angrily.
Johnny: You want, so much for me to die, why haven't you just killed me yourself!!
D-boy: I can't. But trust me, I would lover- to serve my master. I am however, not strong enough.
Mr. Eff: Not yet, anyhow, but get this, Nny, he doesn't ever care about being strong enough! He actually does want to serve his master. Me? Well, I need you alive a little longer, so just ride it out!
An awkward silence ensued; each set of eyes stared hatefully at another, gleaming in the dim light.
Johnny: You know what? I don't even know how I cam to live in this house. I guess, pretty soon, I won't even remember Nailbunny. Sigh.
D-Boy: It's all so very distressing. Is it not? So what is the point of remaining? Be serious on this Johnny. I apologize for what I said earlier. I'm your friend. Kill yourself. Do it for your friend.
Ayden scoffed to herself, but secretly hoped Nny wouldn't take to bait. She'd be alive soon, and she wanted to help him. Tears trickled down the pasty face of Johnny as he stood. Suddenly, faster then Ayden could imagine someone could move, Johnny had whirled around and grabbed Psycho- Doughboy by the neck and lifted him high into the air.
D-boy: HEY!
The sound of a blade going through styrofoam echoed through the first few levels of Nny's house. The man had shoved a kitchen knife into the doughboy's nose, pinning it to the cracked walls. Johnny turned and seemed to be looking directly at Ayden. He was panting, one eye squinted, the other eye large and shaped eerily like a feline's.
Johnny: NO!! I CONTROL ME!! I CONTROL ME!!
Mr. Eff: HURRAH!! YIPPEE! Fook-fook!!! Nicely done dear boy! Now, quick, go kill something! The barrier grows thin! Don't let IT escape! Let's go mutilate club kids!
Johnny: FFFUCK YOU, EFF!!! I'm not feeding the wall! And I'm not killing myself, after all!! I'm turning the arm off!! And I'm taking charge of..
Nny's screams faded as the audible click of the machine filled everyone's ears.
Johnny: Hey, it didn't fire the gun! I am SO lucky!! I.
D-boy: It wasn't on to begin with, you idiot!
Mr. Eff: Hee! Hee!
Suddenly the phone rang. Slowly Mr. Eff and Nny turned and looked at it, eyes wide. It rang again.
Johnny: Who the hell.. Somebody's calling me? Somebody's calling ME! I beat you guys! Things will be different now! I feel it.
Nny cautiously picked up the phone. It made a clikik sort of noise. After a moment or two of silence he said quietly: "Hello?"
It was then the robotic arm kicked into life.
WZZZZZ
BLAM!
WHUMP!!
AAAAIIEEEK!!
The gun shot Johnny in the head; he fell with an audible thump. Mr. Eff screamed shrilly as D-boy smiled maliciously. Ayden froze, staring as blood splattered against the nearby window and pooled by Nny's head. She was far to stunned to speak.
Suddenly there was a blast of wind as Ayden's two hours ended. She screamed as her body sucked her back. The two doughboy's looked about curiously as the girl's mind went blank and she knew nothing more.
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Tess and Krik were yelling at each other when the came upon a small dark room. There was the shape of a woman chained to the wall across from them. Tess flicked on the light-switch and the fluorescent lighting filled the room.
The woman looked to be in her middle teens. The two adults would have thought she was unconscious or asleep if it wasn't for the fact that her neck was ripped wide open and dried blood soaked her clothes. She looked as if she had died quite recently.
Suddenly a breeze filtered through the small room, accompanied by a scream. Tess shivered and Krik looked around stupidly.
The gash in the teenager's neck closed and became a thick scar, covered by a band-aid. Her eye's shot open as she gasped. Her body emaciated and became a sickly yellow-gray color. Dark circles were underneath. Tess and Krik screamed in terror. They were about to bolt when the girl spoke.
"P-p-please. help me out," she shivered, making the chains rattle and her teeth chatter. After a moment Tess sighed and walked over to the girl.
"What the fuck are you doing bitch?" yelled the man. "We just saw this bitch come back to fuckin' life!" (A/N: Pardon the extreme use of the word 'fuck'. Krik doesn't have very good grammatical skills so he reuses words a LOT.) Tess flipped him off before turning back to the girl.
"Who are you?" she asked, staring up at the girl.
"I-I'm Ayden. You're probably wondering how I woke up, aren't you? Well let's just say it involved my brother, Johnny, a knife, and some really disturbing things. Could you seriously let me down though? Nny's dying right now!" the girl said hoarsely, voice rising slightly as she struggled against the restraints.
"You're Nny's SISTER? Holy shit, he really is screwed up. By the way, I'm Tess," said Tess as she set to work on the clasps. "Krik! Get your ass over here and be useful for once in your life." After a few minutes they had freed Ayden; she fell to her hands and knees, coughing heavily. Slowly she leaned back on to her knee's, struggling to get up.
"Y-yes, Johnny's screwed up, but he didn't know I was his sister. Last time we saw each other was when he was twelve. I just saw him accidentally shoot himself in the head- . what's that noise?" asked Ayden, cocking her head to one side. Tess and Krik froze as they heard the now familiar roaring of the wall-monster. "What's wrong?" the girl looked at their stricken faces.
"RUUUUUUNNN!!!!!!" screamed the two adults in unison; sprinting towards the door opposite the one they entered. They quickly disappeared, although their shouts could still be heard. Ayden slowly stood up, leaning against the cracked and bloodstained wall. The roaring became louder. louder. louder. LOUDER.
And then, just as Ayden thought her eardrums were about to explode, IT entered. The Wall-monster.
It towered over the poor girl, who was too petrified to move. Millions of tentacles writhed about the small room, covered with huge claws. The wall-monster was something that came out of one's absolute worst nightmare. Its dragon-shaped head was staring down at Ayden, motionless. Silences reigned over the basement as people yet to be killed listened fearfully for something. Anything.
A high-pitched scream of pure terror swirled through the air, coming from Ayden. She had finally gotten her control of her body again, and she tried to run. Failing miserably. The monster leapt at her, roaring ferociously. Just as it was about to strike, it froze, glared at her, confused, before following after the two adults.
Ayden sank to her knee's, weeping softly. After several minutes she was able to stand, and shakily she began her assent.
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It was quiet when Ayden reached the top floor again. She saw the two doughboys snapped into several pieces, Johnny, now dead with several bruises on his head, what looked like an organ of someone, and the fading outline of the woman, Tess kneeling by the open door. Ayden shivered. It was so cold. Cold enough for frost to seep through the cracks in the walls and her breath to steam. She glanced at the blood-splattered window, and then did a double take. Nothing was out there!
She ran to the open front door and clung to the frame. There was nothing but an endless void past the doorway. Ayden was trapped; the universe had ended.
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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I am so evil! -snicker-
Story Ayden: -walks in, glowering- You get me out of Nny's house or I'll bring your world down about your feet while I destroy you in a swirling torrent of misery and pain!
Real Ayden: 0_____0 Meep! Gotcha Story me! Next chapter you're out of there. after a week or so.. -hides behind chair-
Story Ayden: A WEEK!!!!! -takes out one of Nny's super long and scary knives-
Real Ayden: Squee! -throws her evil cat Spyke at Story Ayden and runs-