Yin-yang
This is it. The last chapters of Yin-yang. They're coming. Are you ready? Too late! They're
here. These last chapters will focus on the finale between Eric and Nick. Lizzie and Eric will finally
see each other for everything they are. Matt and Miranda... Wait. WHAT AM I DOING?! I'M
GIVING THE STORY AWAY! DEAR GOD, SHUT ME UP! Author takes nearby skateboard and
slams it on his head. I think it's time that I get on with my notes and then the story.
First off, Hacen, Project: Exodus was removed voluntarily by me because I thought there
was too much gore, violence, and cursing for a Lizzie McGuire fanfic. I would never forgive myself
for messing up more than a few minds out there. God knows mine's already warped. That and I was
too busy with this to really pay attention to it.
Also, your right. That kiss in the movie was pathetic. I rented the movie for 5 days. Watched
it once, never watched it again. That one scene ruined the whole thing for me.
Jess, thank you for being patient with me and holding out on the fluff. I promise that the
sequel will have lots of fluff.
Well, that should be it. Remember, there are the last chapters and then the alternate endings.
Hope you enjoy.
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Step up
Linkin Park
www.linkin-parkworld.com audio page, Hybrid theory EP
The ride back to the house was a blur for Eric and Lizzie. They were still numb in the head
from the kiss. Eric couldn't believe he had just done it. Well, at least he knew that Lizzie liked him.
He smiled at this. Lizzie, who was riding to his house with him, saw this and went "What?"
"Nothing. It's just that, for the past 2 months, I have been wondering wether you liked me."
"Well, I don't."
"What?"
"I love you." With that, she leaned in and kissed him again. With the same amount of
passion as before. Until his dad cut in.
"Eric, Lizzie. As much as I like how you two have gotten together, could you please hold
your lust at a minimum?"
"DAD!"
"Just saying."
"I guess I can't say anything. I knew he would try to embarrass me in front of a girl."
They all started laughing. It was a motto in the family that when shit happens, pick yourself
up and keep going. People assumed that when Eric's mom died, He didn't follow that. But he did.
He just did it the way he wanted to do it.
"Eric?"
"Yes, Lizzie?"
"Why did you slit your wrists?"
"...................I wanted to equalize the emotional pain with physical pain. I didn't try to kill
myself. I cut too shallow for that. I just cut myself to create pain that would fight my emotions."
"Kind of an anti emotion drug." cut in his dad.
"Right. I didn't want to cry from sadness. So I caused pain. But don't worry, I'm over it."
"I hope so."
"With you here, I can face anything." They embraced in another kiss like the first two.
Spencer shook his head and muttered "Get a room."
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When they got to his house, Eric saw that all those on his list were there waiting for him.
Miranda, Matt, Larry, and Ethan. He figured he better explain himself now while he had the chance.
But before he did, the high councilor he brought back from Japan, walked out of the house. He
spoke to Eric in Japanese. While the others were looking at each other with a confused look, Eric
spoke back in perfect Japanese.
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"High councilor Sang-shun."
"Sensei Eric."
"Sensei?"
"Yes, I have blessed the place you have chosen for a dojo. It is ready for use. You are now a
sensei."
"Thank you, High councilor."
"Thank you for showing me the delights of late night television. Especially the channel
called "Playboy."
It took Eric a moment to swallow that piece of information. When he did, he busted out
laughing. He was laughing so hard, he was hammering the ground with his fist. When he finally
calmed down, he got up, and spoke once more to Sang-shun.
"I don't think you should watch that anymore. It's too embarrassing."
"My apologies, Eric. Arigato."
"Arigato, Councillor Sang-shun."
They bowed to each other and Sang-shun left. He turned to the rest of the group, who were
watching with confused expressions, and was about to tell them why they were here, when Ethan
broke in.
"What did he say?"
"He said thanks for letting me watch the "Playboy" channel."
"Dude, you pick up Playboy!"
"No, my dad does."
"Nuts."
"Well, joking aside, I suppose your wondering why your all here."
Everyone nodded in agreement except for Lizzie and Kate.
"Well, Nick, the man that shot me, has apparently escaped and is looking to hunt me down.
My house has been placed under guard to protect me from him. However, I knew that, if Nick was
unable to get to me, he would go after someone I knew personally to draw me out to him. So I have
brought you all here so that you would be safe from him. Your families will go and stay with
relatives until Nick is arrested and convicted and sentenced. Your all safe here."
He added the last part after looking at them and seeing the faces of concern staring back at
him.
"Now that I have that settled, I have a few rules for living in my house..."
The rules were pretty simple and straightforward:
1.No alcohol or drugs.
2.No porn
3.Don't answer unknown phone calls. They could be Nick.
4.Don't answer the door.
5.And flush twice. The toilets been acting up.
"Got it?"
They all nodded in understanding. They knew what was at stake. They knew that their lives
were in danger. They also knew how bad it was to walk into the bathroom only to find a bomb left
over. Gross. So they took the last rule very seriously. Not as serious as the others, but well enough.
"Now let's go inside and get something to eat. I'm starving and hospital food sucks."
They went inside for a rather large feast. Later that evening, they sat down in the living room
for a movie and some popcorn. When your under guard, and can't leave the house, make the most of
it.
"What should we watch?" asked Miranda.
"How about Jackass: The Movie?"
"No, Ethan." yelled everybody.
"Besides, you want to see something like Jackass, just watch the old skate videos I made when I
was a tad younger." said Eric.
"You used to skate?"
"Yeah. Back when I was an idiot. Before my mom died."
"So let's see them."
"Damn. Shouldn't have said anything. I'll be right back."
Eric got up from his spot on the sofa and climbed up the stairs to his room, followed by
Lizzie. During dinner that night, Eric had kissed Lizzie, an obvious sign of them being a brand new
couple. Everybody was happy for them, and the playful teasing was kept to a minimum.
When they got to his room, Eric went straight for the closet where he had left the pre-Jackass
tapes. As he picked up the box, he suddenly wished he had never taped these stunts. He set the box
on the bed to make sure they were all there. As he was sorting through them, Lizzie started looking
at his now finished paint job. She was extremely impressed with Eric's ability to do graffiti-art so
well. On the ceiling, was a remarkable sky scene. And in the middle, was the Yin-Yang. Spreading
out from it, were sun rays. The rays hit the meeting point between the ceiling and the walls, where
they disappeared behind urban landscapes. The walls were adorned with a realistic looking city
scape. The buildings looked so clean and trim. The alleys so dank and depressing. She quickly
averted her eyes from the wall. Too many bad memories.
When Eric was done sorting, they came back down with the box and Eric pushed the first
tape in.
"Now remember, it's mostly just stunts with skateboards. But there are a few other things in
there too." He sat down and pressed play.
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The next part of this chapter will mostly be describing what's happening on the tape. Idiocy
and stupidity galore.
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The tape was obviously old. From the view point of the camera, they were on the shore of a
lake. The camera man was filming a rather large skate ramp. It consisted of a large half pipe, with a
roll-in right in the middle, a large loop, and 2 different sized ramps that jumped slightly over the
lake. The ramps were covered in what appeared to be the stuff made for a slip-n-slide. A young man,
about 18 years old, was wearing nothing but a man-thong. He slid down the ramp in a plastic tub,
yelling what sounded like, "Mybahoot." When he got out of the lake, the camera man was laughing
hard.
"God you suck, Mike."
"I'd like to see you do it, Eric."
"Fine. By the way, what did you say on the way down?"
"My balls hurt."
A younger Eric handed the camera to Mike, grabbed a skateboard that was missing it's
trucks, and rode down the same ramp. When he got to the end, he ollied as hard as he could and was
rewarded with a nice distance leap. Eric resurfaced, shook the water out of his then-brown-hair, and
yelled, with great delight, "Kiss my ass, Mike. Kiss my ass." The shot faded out.
The next shot that came up was the same ramp, only this time it was missing the slippy
material and was just a ramp. A different man appeared on screen saying, "Today, our very own
Eric McKader, is going to try the loop." The camera panned to the loop, which looked ominous, and
then panned back to the man. The camera man said, "What are his chances, Steve?" "Never." The
scene then switched to Eric. From this POV, it was a lot easier to tell that he was young. His hair
wasn't red, he didn't have the tuft of chin hair that he has now, he was smiling like an idiot, and his
face was rounded with uncertainty. The camera man said, "So Eric, are you going to stop acting like
a pussy baby, and do it?" Eric nodded yes. The shot switched to Eric, with helmet and elbow and
knee pads on, on the top of the roll-in leading to the loop. "I am sooooo dead." After a curse word
for luck, Eric rolled down the ramp and into the loop. Didn't even make it halfway. He got to the top
and just dropped. He walked up the ramp and tired again. Nada.
After about 11 tries, Eric finally managed to loop the loop, and hit the ramp leading to the
lake. He got out of the cold water, and muttered loudly, "I'm too old for this shit."
The next shot was in a hallway. Eric was speaking to the camera. "We're at my uncles
house, and my friends, Mike Sturn and Tony 'Smack' Hammerson, have taken my uncle for a night
out on the town. Meanwhile back here, The rest of us have decided to dig a tunnel under the house
into his room. It's about 30 feet. It's about..." He looked at his watch, "... 6:30. So we need to really
be diggin'." The next shots were switching between Eric and his friends digging the tunnel, and
Mike and Tony partying with Eric's uncle. "Oh shit." exclaimed Eric as his uncle drove into the
driveway. "He is, like, right there." They hid in the bushes and waited for the lights in the house to
go out before coming out and covering the hole with a large piece of wood and covering that with
dirt. "We got a lot done today. Now all we have to do is come back tomorrow, and pop out the floor
of his room." The shot switched to Eric and Mike hiding under the floor. After a couple of seconds,
they popped out with much screaming. "What the f*** are you guy's f****** doing! That's my
f****** floor! You guy's are f****** crazy!" "You know unc, we will have to bleep you out." "I
don't f****** care! Look at my floor! Damn, Eric, you a**hole!" "Well, at least you have a back
door!" The shot faded out. The tape ended.
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"So how did you guy's like it."
"Eric, that was the stupidest thing I have ever seen. But I like the loop."
"Thanks Ethan. I really second-guessed my self a lot on that one."
"But why did you dig the tunnel?"
"Because, Matt, my uncle just doesn't know how to take a joke. So we did it to piss him off.
I didn't think he could say the F word that much." At that moment the phone rang. Eric looked at
the caller id and breathed a sigh of release. It was Tony.
"Yeah."
"Eric. You are not going to like this."
"What Tony?"
"Nick just called here."
At hearing this, Eric's face drained of color. "What did he want?"
"To pass a message."
"What?"
"He said that you sucked on the loop."
"Wha–." Eric had never told Nick about the loop. Or shown him the tape. The only way he
would have known about that was if he...
Eric dropped the phone and ran to the window. He didn't expect to see anything or anyone.
He just hoped he did. He went back to the phone and told Tony something that signified war
between him and Nick.
"Tony. If that Mother Fucker calls back, tell him I'll hunt him down and hang him on the
nearest flagpole by his fucking balls if he comes any where near me or my friends."
"Alright. And Eric. Be careful. He sounds like a lunatic."
Eric hung up the phone and stared at the wall, though not really seeing it. All the anger that
seethed through his veins went into the only word he could utter. "Fuck."
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Sorry about the use of the F word, but it seemed to be the only thing that fit with his anger. I
hope you guy's enjoyed it. By the way, check out the story "Another innocent boy" by x my faded
star. His original character is more warped than mine. Make sure you review his story. And don't
forget mine! Until next time... kikiki... mamama... kikiki... mamama...
This is it. The last chapters of Yin-yang. They're coming. Are you ready? Too late! They're
here. These last chapters will focus on the finale between Eric and Nick. Lizzie and Eric will finally
see each other for everything they are. Matt and Miranda... Wait. WHAT AM I DOING?! I'M
GIVING THE STORY AWAY! DEAR GOD, SHUT ME UP! Author takes nearby skateboard and
slams it on his head. I think it's time that I get on with my notes and then the story.
First off, Hacen, Project: Exodus was removed voluntarily by me because I thought there
was too much gore, violence, and cursing for a Lizzie McGuire fanfic. I would never forgive myself
for messing up more than a few minds out there. God knows mine's already warped. That and I was
too busy with this to really pay attention to it.
Also, your right. That kiss in the movie was pathetic. I rented the movie for 5 days. Watched
it once, never watched it again. That one scene ruined the whole thing for me.
Jess, thank you for being patient with me and holding out on the fluff. I promise that the
sequel will have lots of fluff.
Well, that should be it. Remember, there are the last chapters and then the alternate endings.
Hope you enjoy.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Step up
Linkin Park
www.linkin-parkworld.com audio page, Hybrid theory EP
The ride back to the house was a blur for Eric and Lizzie. They were still numb in the head
from the kiss. Eric couldn't believe he had just done it. Well, at least he knew that Lizzie liked him.
He smiled at this. Lizzie, who was riding to his house with him, saw this and went "What?"
"Nothing. It's just that, for the past 2 months, I have been wondering wether you liked me."
"Well, I don't."
"What?"
"I love you." With that, she leaned in and kissed him again. With the same amount of
passion as before. Until his dad cut in.
"Eric, Lizzie. As much as I like how you two have gotten together, could you please hold
your lust at a minimum?"
"DAD!"
"Just saying."
"I guess I can't say anything. I knew he would try to embarrass me in front of a girl."
They all started laughing. It was a motto in the family that when shit happens, pick yourself
up and keep going. People assumed that when Eric's mom died, He didn't follow that. But he did.
He just did it the way he wanted to do it.
"Eric?"
"Yes, Lizzie?"
"Why did you slit your wrists?"
"...................I wanted to equalize the emotional pain with physical pain. I didn't try to kill
myself. I cut too shallow for that. I just cut myself to create pain that would fight my emotions."
"Kind of an anti emotion drug." cut in his dad.
"Right. I didn't want to cry from sadness. So I caused pain. But don't worry, I'm over it."
"I hope so."
"With you here, I can face anything." They embraced in another kiss like the first two.
Spencer shook his head and muttered "Get a room."
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When they got to his house, Eric saw that all those on his list were there waiting for him.
Miranda, Matt, Larry, and Ethan. He figured he better explain himself now while he had the chance.
But before he did, the high councilor he brought back from Japan, walked out of the house. He
spoke to Eric in Japanese. While the others were looking at each other with a confused look, Eric
spoke back in perfect Japanese.
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"High councilor Sang-shun."
"Sensei Eric."
"Sensei?"
"Yes, I have blessed the place you have chosen for a dojo. It is ready for use. You are now a
sensei."
"Thank you, High councilor."
"Thank you for showing me the delights of late night television. Especially the channel
called "Playboy."
It took Eric a moment to swallow that piece of information. When he did, he busted out
laughing. He was laughing so hard, he was hammering the ground with his fist. When he finally
calmed down, he got up, and spoke once more to Sang-shun.
"I don't think you should watch that anymore. It's too embarrassing."
"My apologies, Eric. Arigato."
"Arigato, Councillor Sang-shun."
They bowed to each other and Sang-shun left. He turned to the rest of the group, who were
watching with confused expressions, and was about to tell them why they were here, when Ethan
broke in.
"What did he say?"
"He said thanks for letting me watch the "Playboy" channel."
"Dude, you pick up Playboy!"
"No, my dad does."
"Nuts."
"Well, joking aside, I suppose your wondering why your all here."
Everyone nodded in agreement except for Lizzie and Kate.
"Well, Nick, the man that shot me, has apparently escaped and is looking to hunt me down.
My house has been placed under guard to protect me from him. However, I knew that, if Nick was
unable to get to me, he would go after someone I knew personally to draw me out to him. So I have
brought you all here so that you would be safe from him. Your families will go and stay with
relatives until Nick is arrested and convicted and sentenced. Your all safe here."
He added the last part after looking at them and seeing the faces of concern staring back at
him.
"Now that I have that settled, I have a few rules for living in my house..."
The rules were pretty simple and straightforward:
1.No alcohol or drugs.
2.No porn
3.Don't answer unknown phone calls. They could be Nick.
4.Don't answer the door.
5.And flush twice. The toilets been acting up.
"Got it?"
They all nodded in understanding. They knew what was at stake. They knew that their lives
were in danger. They also knew how bad it was to walk into the bathroom only to find a bomb left
over. Gross. So they took the last rule very seriously. Not as serious as the others, but well enough.
"Now let's go inside and get something to eat. I'm starving and hospital food sucks."
They went inside for a rather large feast. Later that evening, they sat down in the living room
for a movie and some popcorn. When your under guard, and can't leave the house, make the most of
it.
"What should we watch?" asked Miranda.
"How about Jackass: The Movie?"
"No, Ethan." yelled everybody.
"Besides, you want to see something like Jackass, just watch the old skate videos I made when I
was a tad younger." said Eric.
"You used to skate?"
"Yeah. Back when I was an idiot. Before my mom died."
"So let's see them."
"Damn. Shouldn't have said anything. I'll be right back."
Eric got up from his spot on the sofa and climbed up the stairs to his room, followed by
Lizzie. During dinner that night, Eric had kissed Lizzie, an obvious sign of them being a brand new
couple. Everybody was happy for them, and the playful teasing was kept to a minimum.
When they got to his room, Eric went straight for the closet where he had left the pre-Jackass
tapes. As he picked up the box, he suddenly wished he had never taped these stunts. He set the box
on the bed to make sure they were all there. As he was sorting through them, Lizzie started looking
at his now finished paint job. She was extremely impressed with Eric's ability to do graffiti-art so
well. On the ceiling, was a remarkable sky scene. And in the middle, was the Yin-Yang. Spreading
out from it, were sun rays. The rays hit the meeting point between the ceiling and the walls, where
they disappeared behind urban landscapes. The walls were adorned with a realistic looking city
scape. The buildings looked so clean and trim. The alleys so dank and depressing. She quickly
averted her eyes from the wall. Too many bad memories.
When Eric was done sorting, they came back down with the box and Eric pushed the first
tape in.
"Now remember, it's mostly just stunts with skateboards. But there are a few other things in
there too." He sat down and pressed play.
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The next part of this chapter will mostly be describing what's happening on the tape. Idiocy
and stupidity galore.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The tape was obviously old. From the view point of the camera, they were on the shore of a
lake. The camera man was filming a rather large skate ramp. It consisted of a large half pipe, with a
roll-in right in the middle, a large loop, and 2 different sized ramps that jumped slightly over the
lake. The ramps were covered in what appeared to be the stuff made for a slip-n-slide. A young man,
about 18 years old, was wearing nothing but a man-thong. He slid down the ramp in a plastic tub,
yelling what sounded like, "Mybahoot." When he got out of the lake, the camera man was laughing
hard.
"God you suck, Mike."
"I'd like to see you do it, Eric."
"Fine. By the way, what did you say on the way down?"
"My balls hurt."
A younger Eric handed the camera to Mike, grabbed a skateboard that was missing it's
trucks, and rode down the same ramp. When he got to the end, he ollied as hard as he could and was
rewarded with a nice distance leap. Eric resurfaced, shook the water out of his then-brown-hair, and
yelled, with great delight, "Kiss my ass, Mike. Kiss my ass." The shot faded out.
The next shot that came up was the same ramp, only this time it was missing the slippy
material and was just a ramp. A different man appeared on screen saying, "Today, our very own
Eric McKader, is going to try the loop." The camera panned to the loop, which looked ominous, and
then panned back to the man. The camera man said, "What are his chances, Steve?" "Never." The
scene then switched to Eric. From this POV, it was a lot easier to tell that he was young. His hair
wasn't red, he didn't have the tuft of chin hair that he has now, he was smiling like an idiot, and his
face was rounded with uncertainty. The camera man said, "So Eric, are you going to stop acting like
a pussy baby, and do it?" Eric nodded yes. The shot switched to Eric, with helmet and elbow and
knee pads on, on the top of the roll-in leading to the loop. "I am sooooo dead." After a curse word
for luck, Eric rolled down the ramp and into the loop. Didn't even make it halfway. He got to the top
and just dropped. He walked up the ramp and tired again. Nada.
After about 11 tries, Eric finally managed to loop the loop, and hit the ramp leading to the
lake. He got out of the cold water, and muttered loudly, "I'm too old for this shit."
The next shot was in a hallway. Eric was speaking to the camera. "We're at my uncles
house, and my friends, Mike Sturn and Tony 'Smack' Hammerson, have taken my uncle for a night
out on the town. Meanwhile back here, The rest of us have decided to dig a tunnel under the house
into his room. It's about 30 feet. It's about..." He looked at his watch, "... 6:30. So we need to really
be diggin'." The next shots were switching between Eric and his friends digging the tunnel, and
Mike and Tony partying with Eric's uncle. "Oh shit." exclaimed Eric as his uncle drove into the
driveway. "He is, like, right there." They hid in the bushes and waited for the lights in the house to
go out before coming out and covering the hole with a large piece of wood and covering that with
dirt. "We got a lot done today. Now all we have to do is come back tomorrow, and pop out the floor
of his room." The shot switched to Eric and Mike hiding under the floor. After a couple of seconds,
they popped out with much screaming. "What the f*** are you guy's f****** doing! That's my
f****** floor! You guy's are f****** crazy!" "You know unc, we will have to bleep you out." "I
don't f****** care! Look at my floor! Damn, Eric, you a**hole!" "Well, at least you have a back
door!" The shot faded out. The tape ended.
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"So how did you guy's like it."
"Eric, that was the stupidest thing I have ever seen. But I like the loop."
"Thanks Ethan. I really second-guessed my self a lot on that one."
"But why did you dig the tunnel?"
"Because, Matt, my uncle just doesn't know how to take a joke. So we did it to piss him off.
I didn't think he could say the F word that much." At that moment the phone rang. Eric looked at
the caller id and breathed a sigh of release. It was Tony.
"Yeah."
"Eric. You are not going to like this."
"What Tony?"
"Nick just called here."
At hearing this, Eric's face drained of color. "What did he want?"
"To pass a message."
"What?"
"He said that you sucked on the loop."
"Wha–." Eric had never told Nick about the loop. Or shown him the tape. The only way he
would have known about that was if he...
Eric dropped the phone and ran to the window. He didn't expect to see anything or anyone.
He just hoped he did. He went back to the phone and told Tony something that signified war
between him and Nick.
"Tony. If that Mother Fucker calls back, tell him I'll hunt him down and hang him on the
nearest flagpole by his fucking balls if he comes any where near me or my friends."
"Alright. And Eric. Be careful. He sounds like a lunatic."
Eric hung up the phone and stared at the wall, though not really seeing it. All the anger that
seethed through his veins went into the only word he could utter. "Fuck."
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Sorry about the use of the F word, but it seemed to be the only thing that fit with his anger. I
hope you guy's enjoyed it. By the way, check out the story "Another innocent boy" by x my faded
star. His original character is more warped than mine. Make sure you review his story. And don't
forget mine! Until next time... kikiki... mamama... kikiki... mamama...