The Number of the Moose
Disclaimer: You all know this. I don't own shit. Except for this wonderful cherry SoBe. You should really try it. It's called Courage. Yeah...cherry... mmmmm.
I'm so sorry I didn't update sooner... this chapter has been done for a while now, but my computer has been really REALLY mean. I just got it working again today... so because you people who reviewed rock, I present to you..... CHAPTER SEVEN!!!! Muahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
Note: This chapter is kinda disturbing and sick. Especially if you really like Squee. Just a warning that there's lots of torture.
7. The Voice of Insanity
Todd's eyes stared into the red eyes of the strange girl, his confusion obvious.
"You didn't know he loves you, did you?" She asked.
"...No. I...didn't think.... but he's Johnny... and...." Todd trailed off, losing himself in his thoughts. Johnny didn't love him... he couldn't, he doesn't love anyone...
"Yeah, well he does. But before I do too much damage to you, would you like to know who I am?"
"Huh?" Todd shook his head. "Yeah.... I would like to know."
"My name is Elizabeth. And I'm dead." She giggled insanely before a deep crimson gash formed across Todd's chest from an invisible weapon of some sort.
Todd screamed at the searing pain.
The shadow that covered Elizabeth disappeared as did the red glow in her eyes revealing bright green ones. Black shoulder length hair fell in her face contrasting her pale skin and her insane grin was extremely unnerving to Todd.
"That little Todd is just the tip of the iceberg. Don't scream so much now. Save your energy for later. You'll need it." Elizabeth laughed evilly. "We're gonna have so much fun." Her grin grew extremely maniacal as another gash formed crisscrossing the first on Todd's chest.
Todd squeezed his eyes closed trying to block out the pain and Elizabeth's stare.
An invisible fist connected with Todd's cheek. "OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES!!!!!!" Elizabeth yelled angrily.
Tear-filled brown eyes flew open in compliance afraid of what would happen if he didn't.
"Good little Todd!" She smiled as if she was never angry at all. "Oh...please don't cry. It's not half as much fun if you cry now. You're supposed to at least pretend to be strong."
"Well I'm fucking terrified all right? I'm not going to pretend shit so you can get your kicks!" Todd spat.
Elizabeth's eyes narrowed angrily at Todd. "You'll pay for that." She reached her hand down and dug one of her bony fingers into the spot where the two gashes met. She giggled happily as Todd let out a scream.
She pulled her finger from Todd's chest and smiled at the amount of blood that covered it. "I've only cut you twice..." Elizabeth stated. "...and you're already a mess." She bent down and licked across the first gash she made causing Todd to whimper like a wounded puppy.
"It's been so long since I've tasted blood." Elizabeth said quietly. She rested her head on Todd's shoulder and took a deep breath. "It smells so good." Todd could feel her smile against his skin.
Elizabeth shot up and glared at Todd. "I've really got to stay focused. Johnny should be figuring everything out by now." She said thoughtfully as she dug her fingernails into Todd's stomach. She cringed at his blood- curdling scream. "Shut the FUCK up!" A piece of black fabric appeared out of nowhere and she shoved it into Todd's mouth. "God you're annoying." She muttered before violently ripping her nails out along with small chunks of Todd's skin.
Elizabeth shook her hands off, sending Todd's blood and skin across the room. "It's been so long since I could feel as well. Strange now that I can." She made a weird face at her hands. "But that doesn't matter." She grinned insanely again as she scratched Todd's stomach repetitively [1]. She was obviously pleased with his muffled screams.
- - - -
Johnny ran up his stairs to the ground level of his house. "Keys.... where are my keys. Fuck." He muttered as he threw things around looking for his keys. "Eff!" He yelled.
No response.
"Eff...? HEY!!" Johnny yelled again. "Where are you?! Goddamnit." He growled.
*He left.* Nail Bunny stated.
"What? WHY!?"
*To get Shmee.*
"Oh. Fuck. Do you know where my keys are?" Johnny asked rummaging through the drawer in his desk. "Where the fuck are they?"
*Try your coat pocket.* Nail Bunny suggested.
"Eh..." Johnny grabbed his coat and shoved his hand into the pocket and pulled out his keys. He sighed with relief. "Okay. Thanks. I gotta go get Squee."
Johnny pulled his coat on and rushed out the door and into his car. He sped away to find Squee, running over a squirrel in the process.
He had to remember where Elizabeth lived. That's where Squee was. He knew it. Just where did that bitch live? It had been over ten years since he had last been in that house. What if someone else moved in there? No...he doubted that. There was something about that house that kept people away.
- - At The Asylum - -
Eff walked into the large building with the bit of Shmee in his pocket. "This place is creepy." He muttered as he walked up to the desk.
"Hello sir! How can I help you?" A short woman asked a little too cheerily for Eff's taste.
Eff shuddered slightly. "I'm here to get a friend of mines old teddy bear. Shmee."
"Was Shmee the patient or the bear?"
"Um... the bear." Eff said, wondering how someone so stupid could work in an asylum.
"Okay. What was the patients name?" She asked.
"Squee." A girl said who was sitting on the floor next to the desk. "Well his real name is Todd. But everyone calls him Squee. That's because he 'squees' whenever he gets scared. It's funny. I don't like Shmee. He was really mean to me."
"Yeah. Todd Casil. He left the bear here when he was released. And I came to get it for him."
"What's wrong with Squee?" The girl asked.
"Okay. Just give me a moment sir. I'll be right back with the little bear- bear." The woman smiled.
"Thanks...." Eff trailed off. "What do you mean what's wrong with Squee?"
"Something is wrong. I know there is. Well more than normal. Isn't there? He's in trouble right?" The girl paused. "Something bad is happening to him. He's in a lot of pain."
"Here you are sir." The short woman handed Eff the old beat up bear.
"Thank you." Eff said taking Shmee. He turned to the door and began to walk as fast as he could to get out.
"Hurry up." The girl said calmly. "It may be too late. You have to hurry up and help him."
Eff stopped and turned around. "Do you know where he is?" He asked walking back over to the girl.
"No. But a bad, bad person has him. The bad person is hurting him. A lot." The girl said with tears filling her pale blue eyes.
"What's your name?"
"Sarah." She stated.
"How old are you Sarah?"
"Seven."
"I see. Are you psychic?" Eff asked.
"Yes. But they just say I'm crazy. Well I suppose I am. But I have psychic abilities to some extent."
"Can... can you help me find Squee?"
"They wont let me leave." Sarah said quietly.
"I can fix that. Come on. Get up." Eff held his hand out to Sarah. She took it and pulled herself up.
"What are you doing?" She asked as he picked her up and headed for the door.
"Getting you out of here. You want out don't you?"
"Yes."
"HEY!! HEY STOP THAT GUY!!!!!!" The short woman at the desk yelled pointing at Eff. Two guards came running at Eff and Sarah.
"Shit." Eff cursed as he began to run. Sarah squeezed her eyes shut and held tightly onto Eff's shirt as he pushed through the door.
"They're going to catch up to us." Sarah said.
"No they won't." Eff ducked behind a tree and watched in amusement as the guards ran past looking extremely confused.
"They're really stupid." Sarah said, laughing slightly.
Eff nodded. He put Sarah down and grabbed her hand. "Stay close so they don't see you."
"Okay." Sarah whispered. "We have to hurry though... or it'll be too late."
"Yeah... Where is he? Do you know?" Eff looked down at Sarah.
Sarah shook her head. "No... but it's somewhere old... somewhere that no one goes anymore."
- - - -
Elizabeth grinned down at Todd. "Having fun yet?" She pulled the gag from Todd's mouth so she could receive a response.
"No." Todd stated simply, in too much pain to be afraid any longer.
"Oh." Elizabeth's grin faded and was replaced by a look of disappointment. "You should be. I know I am." She traced her fingers over the fairly new spiraling pattern she carved into Todd's torso.
Todd flinched at the touch and hissed slightly. "I hope you burn in Hell." He growled.
"Been there. Done that. It's not so bad really. Lots of incompetent assholes just like earth actually... but that doesn't matter. It's still kinda nice." Elizabeth raked her fingernails across all the cuts causing them to well up and ooze blood once again. Her grin reappeared when Todd let out a pitiful cry. She laughed like a child who knows it has done something wrong but doesn't care as she created a large painful cut in between two of Todd's ribs. She watched delightedly as the skin spread and blood poured out. Todd's screams were only serving to make everything more enjoyable. For her at least.
"You are special Todd. Too special to be with Johnny. You know this don't you?" Elizabeth asked.
Todd squeezed the tears from his eyes so he could see her. "Nothing about me is special." He coughed.
"Oh but Todd, you just don't see it! EVERYTHING about you is special. You're writing talent especially. Much more impressive than Johnny's art."
"Art? You don't mean Happy Noodle Boy... 'cause that is not art."
"No no no. I mean his paintings.... you've never seen them." Elizabeth sighed. "Well after I'm through with you, if you can move that is, you'll have to go into Johnny's basement and take a look for yourself. He used to be quite good actually. From what I've seen though he's lost it. OOOOH! Inspiration!" She unchained Todd's feet and flipped him onto his stomach. "All this talk of art has got me wanting to draw!" Then she chained his feet to the bed again.
Tears poured from Todd's eyes from the pain and fear of what was to come. "What.... what are you doing?" He asked.
"I'm gonna draw!!" Elizabeth said cheerily as she got up off the bed. "I'll be right back."
Elizabeth returned after about five minutes with a simple pen. A fountain pen filled with black ink. She jumped onto the bed and sat on Todd's legs. "Hmm...... what should I draw?" She asked herself. "I GOT IT!!!" She grinned as she began to dig the pen into Todd's back. He screamed as the pen tore at his skin and the blood flowed out mixing with the ink creating a demented picture. [2]
It took an hour before Elizabeth was finished, but when she had, the picture was of a girl resembling her immensely. Except the grin was a sane grin. Not jaded and full of madness. Or betrayed by the only person she loved.
A tear fell from her eye as she stared at it. As soon as the tear left her face it disappeared into a small flash of light.
- - - -
Johnny slammed on the brakes when he saw Eff and a small girl walking down the street. "Where the FUCK have you been?!" He yelled.
Eff held up Shmee which elicited a hiss from Johnny.
"...Get in. I know where Squee is." Johnny ordered. "I just haven't been able to find it yet..." He muttered.
Eff and Sarah climbed into the little gray car and held on for their lives as Johnny hit the gas and sped away. "Who the fuck are you?" He asked Sarah.
"She's a friend of Todd's. She can help us find him." Eff explained. "Her name is Sarah."
"Oh. Right. So where is he then?"
"Somewhere old. With a bad person..." Sarah said sadly.
"No shit!" Johnny exclaimed. "I already KNOW that!!!!"
Sarah shrunk into herself. "Sorry..."
Eff pulled the small girl close to her and hugged her tightly. "Don't let him get to you. He's mean to everyone."
"Not Todd." She whispered.
Johnny slammed the brakes again. "Oh fook. I remember where that house is!"
- - - -
Elizabeth threw the pen against the wall and disappeared off the bed and next to the door when she heard a car outside. She gazed out the window and saw that small gray car. And Johnny rushing up to the house yielding his smiley face daggers.
The door flew open and Johnny rushed over to the bed where Todd laid, bleeding and bound.
"You found me. I thought you had forgotten where I lived."
"You bitch." Johnny hissed, turning on his heel to face the girl he killed so long ago. "Let him go."
Elizabeth disappeared and reappeared next to Todd on the bed. "I... I broke him." She muttered. "I didn't mean to break him. He wasn't supposed to- I only meant to hurt him." Tears filled her eyes. "I broke him Johnny..."
~*~
[1] If you've ever seen the Nine Inch Nails Broken film, just picture the part where the guy is scratching his victim up all nasty-like and stuff. Except Squee is tied to a bed, instead of hanging from the ceiling...
[2] Anyone else think I'm REALLY fucked up??
That sucked didn't it? Please don't hate me too much. I can't believe I was able to write that mean stuff that happened to poor Squee. I'm really trying to write more... so don't hate me and hopefully chapter 8 will be done soon. Until then review!!
Oh and before I forget...... I probably shouldn't say anything (don't know why... something tells me not to but I shall anyways), but I see no end for this fic as of now... There's just so much more shit in my head and...yeah. Two weeks of no skool for me. WOOOOO! I get to play my Final Fantasy IX and write. Go me.
Disclaimer: You all know this. I don't own shit. Except for this wonderful cherry SoBe. You should really try it. It's called Courage. Yeah...cherry... mmmmm.
I'm so sorry I didn't update sooner... this chapter has been done for a while now, but my computer has been really REALLY mean. I just got it working again today... so because you people who reviewed rock, I present to you..... CHAPTER SEVEN!!!! Muahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
Note: This chapter is kinda disturbing and sick. Especially if you really like Squee. Just a warning that there's lots of torture.
7. The Voice of Insanity
Todd's eyes stared into the red eyes of the strange girl, his confusion obvious.
"You didn't know he loves you, did you?" She asked.
"...No. I...didn't think.... but he's Johnny... and...." Todd trailed off, losing himself in his thoughts. Johnny didn't love him... he couldn't, he doesn't love anyone...
"Yeah, well he does. But before I do too much damage to you, would you like to know who I am?"
"Huh?" Todd shook his head. "Yeah.... I would like to know."
"My name is Elizabeth. And I'm dead." She giggled insanely before a deep crimson gash formed across Todd's chest from an invisible weapon of some sort.
Todd screamed at the searing pain.
The shadow that covered Elizabeth disappeared as did the red glow in her eyes revealing bright green ones. Black shoulder length hair fell in her face contrasting her pale skin and her insane grin was extremely unnerving to Todd.
"That little Todd is just the tip of the iceberg. Don't scream so much now. Save your energy for later. You'll need it." Elizabeth laughed evilly. "We're gonna have so much fun." Her grin grew extremely maniacal as another gash formed crisscrossing the first on Todd's chest.
Todd squeezed his eyes closed trying to block out the pain and Elizabeth's stare.
An invisible fist connected with Todd's cheek. "OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES!!!!!!" Elizabeth yelled angrily.
Tear-filled brown eyes flew open in compliance afraid of what would happen if he didn't.
"Good little Todd!" She smiled as if she was never angry at all. "Oh...please don't cry. It's not half as much fun if you cry now. You're supposed to at least pretend to be strong."
"Well I'm fucking terrified all right? I'm not going to pretend shit so you can get your kicks!" Todd spat.
Elizabeth's eyes narrowed angrily at Todd. "You'll pay for that." She reached her hand down and dug one of her bony fingers into the spot where the two gashes met. She giggled happily as Todd let out a scream.
She pulled her finger from Todd's chest and smiled at the amount of blood that covered it. "I've only cut you twice..." Elizabeth stated. "...and you're already a mess." She bent down and licked across the first gash she made causing Todd to whimper like a wounded puppy.
"It's been so long since I've tasted blood." Elizabeth said quietly. She rested her head on Todd's shoulder and took a deep breath. "It smells so good." Todd could feel her smile against his skin.
Elizabeth shot up and glared at Todd. "I've really got to stay focused. Johnny should be figuring everything out by now." She said thoughtfully as she dug her fingernails into Todd's stomach. She cringed at his blood- curdling scream. "Shut the FUCK up!" A piece of black fabric appeared out of nowhere and she shoved it into Todd's mouth. "God you're annoying." She muttered before violently ripping her nails out along with small chunks of Todd's skin.
Elizabeth shook her hands off, sending Todd's blood and skin across the room. "It's been so long since I could feel as well. Strange now that I can." She made a weird face at her hands. "But that doesn't matter." She grinned insanely again as she scratched Todd's stomach repetitively [1]. She was obviously pleased with his muffled screams.
- - - -
Johnny ran up his stairs to the ground level of his house. "Keys.... where are my keys. Fuck." He muttered as he threw things around looking for his keys. "Eff!" He yelled.
No response.
"Eff...? HEY!!" Johnny yelled again. "Where are you?! Goddamnit." He growled.
*He left.* Nail Bunny stated.
"What? WHY!?"
*To get Shmee.*
"Oh. Fuck. Do you know where my keys are?" Johnny asked rummaging through the drawer in his desk. "Where the fuck are they?"
*Try your coat pocket.* Nail Bunny suggested.
"Eh..." Johnny grabbed his coat and shoved his hand into the pocket and pulled out his keys. He sighed with relief. "Okay. Thanks. I gotta go get Squee."
Johnny pulled his coat on and rushed out the door and into his car. He sped away to find Squee, running over a squirrel in the process.
He had to remember where Elizabeth lived. That's where Squee was. He knew it. Just where did that bitch live? It had been over ten years since he had last been in that house. What if someone else moved in there? No...he doubted that. There was something about that house that kept people away.
- - At The Asylum - -
Eff walked into the large building with the bit of Shmee in his pocket. "This place is creepy." He muttered as he walked up to the desk.
"Hello sir! How can I help you?" A short woman asked a little too cheerily for Eff's taste.
Eff shuddered slightly. "I'm here to get a friend of mines old teddy bear. Shmee."
"Was Shmee the patient or the bear?"
"Um... the bear." Eff said, wondering how someone so stupid could work in an asylum.
"Okay. What was the patients name?" She asked.
"Squee." A girl said who was sitting on the floor next to the desk. "Well his real name is Todd. But everyone calls him Squee. That's because he 'squees' whenever he gets scared. It's funny. I don't like Shmee. He was really mean to me."
"Yeah. Todd Casil. He left the bear here when he was released. And I came to get it for him."
"What's wrong with Squee?" The girl asked.
"Okay. Just give me a moment sir. I'll be right back with the little bear- bear." The woman smiled.
"Thanks...." Eff trailed off. "What do you mean what's wrong with Squee?"
"Something is wrong. I know there is. Well more than normal. Isn't there? He's in trouble right?" The girl paused. "Something bad is happening to him. He's in a lot of pain."
"Here you are sir." The short woman handed Eff the old beat up bear.
"Thank you." Eff said taking Shmee. He turned to the door and began to walk as fast as he could to get out.
"Hurry up." The girl said calmly. "It may be too late. You have to hurry up and help him."
Eff stopped and turned around. "Do you know where he is?" He asked walking back over to the girl.
"No. But a bad, bad person has him. The bad person is hurting him. A lot." The girl said with tears filling her pale blue eyes.
"What's your name?"
"Sarah." She stated.
"How old are you Sarah?"
"Seven."
"I see. Are you psychic?" Eff asked.
"Yes. But they just say I'm crazy. Well I suppose I am. But I have psychic abilities to some extent."
"Can... can you help me find Squee?"
"They wont let me leave." Sarah said quietly.
"I can fix that. Come on. Get up." Eff held his hand out to Sarah. She took it and pulled herself up.
"What are you doing?" She asked as he picked her up and headed for the door.
"Getting you out of here. You want out don't you?"
"Yes."
"HEY!! HEY STOP THAT GUY!!!!!!" The short woman at the desk yelled pointing at Eff. Two guards came running at Eff and Sarah.
"Shit." Eff cursed as he began to run. Sarah squeezed her eyes shut and held tightly onto Eff's shirt as he pushed through the door.
"They're going to catch up to us." Sarah said.
"No they won't." Eff ducked behind a tree and watched in amusement as the guards ran past looking extremely confused.
"They're really stupid." Sarah said, laughing slightly.
Eff nodded. He put Sarah down and grabbed her hand. "Stay close so they don't see you."
"Okay." Sarah whispered. "We have to hurry though... or it'll be too late."
"Yeah... Where is he? Do you know?" Eff looked down at Sarah.
Sarah shook her head. "No... but it's somewhere old... somewhere that no one goes anymore."
- - - -
Elizabeth grinned down at Todd. "Having fun yet?" She pulled the gag from Todd's mouth so she could receive a response.
"No." Todd stated simply, in too much pain to be afraid any longer.
"Oh." Elizabeth's grin faded and was replaced by a look of disappointment. "You should be. I know I am." She traced her fingers over the fairly new spiraling pattern she carved into Todd's torso.
Todd flinched at the touch and hissed slightly. "I hope you burn in Hell." He growled.
"Been there. Done that. It's not so bad really. Lots of incompetent assholes just like earth actually... but that doesn't matter. It's still kinda nice." Elizabeth raked her fingernails across all the cuts causing them to well up and ooze blood once again. Her grin reappeared when Todd let out a pitiful cry. She laughed like a child who knows it has done something wrong but doesn't care as she created a large painful cut in between two of Todd's ribs. She watched delightedly as the skin spread and blood poured out. Todd's screams were only serving to make everything more enjoyable. For her at least.
"You are special Todd. Too special to be with Johnny. You know this don't you?" Elizabeth asked.
Todd squeezed the tears from his eyes so he could see her. "Nothing about me is special." He coughed.
"Oh but Todd, you just don't see it! EVERYTHING about you is special. You're writing talent especially. Much more impressive than Johnny's art."
"Art? You don't mean Happy Noodle Boy... 'cause that is not art."
"No no no. I mean his paintings.... you've never seen them." Elizabeth sighed. "Well after I'm through with you, if you can move that is, you'll have to go into Johnny's basement and take a look for yourself. He used to be quite good actually. From what I've seen though he's lost it. OOOOH! Inspiration!" She unchained Todd's feet and flipped him onto his stomach. "All this talk of art has got me wanting to draw!" Then she chained his feet to the bed again.
Tears poured from Todd's eyes from the pain and fear of what was to come. "What.... what are you doing?" He asked.
"I'm gonna draw!!" Elizabeth said cheerily as she got up off the bed. "I'll be right back."
Elizabeth returned after about five minutes with a simple pen. A fountain pen filled with black ink. She jumped onto the bed and sat on Todd's legs. "Hmm...... what should I draw?" She asked herself. "I GOT IT!!!" She grinned as she began to dig the pen into Todd's back. He screamed as the pen tore at his skin and the blood flowed out mixing with the ink creating a demented picture. [2]
It took an hour before Elizabeth was finished, but when she had, the picture was of a girl resembling her immensely. Except the grin was a sane grin. Not jaded and full of madness. Or betrayed by the only person she loved.
A tear fell from her eye as she stared at it. As soon as the tear left her face it disappeared into a small flash of light.
- - - -
Johnny slammed on the brakes when he saw Eff and a small girl walking down the street. "Where the FUCK have you been?!" He yelled.
Eff held up Shmee which elicited a hiss from Johnny.
"...Get in. I know where Squee is." Johnny ordered. "I just haven't been able to find it yet..." He muttered.
Eff and Sarah climbed into the little gray car and held on for their lives as Johnny hit the gas and sped away. "Who the fuck are you?" He asked Sarah.
"She's a friend of Todd's. She can help us find him." Eff explained. "Her name is Sarah."
"Oh. Right. So where is he then?"
"Somewhere old. With a bad person..." Sarah said sadly.
"No shit!" Johnny exclaimed. "I already KNOW that!!!!"
Sarah shrunk into herself. "Sorry..."
Eff pulled the small girl close to her and hugged her tightly. "Don't let him get to you. He's mean to everyone."
"Not Todd." She whispered.
Johnny slammed the brakes again. "Oh fook. I remember where that house is!"
- - - -
Elizabeth threw the pen against the wall and disappeared off the bed and next to the door when she heard a car outside. She gazed out the window and saw that small gray car. And Johnny rushing up to the house yielding his smiley face daggers.
The door flew open and Johnny rushed over to the bed where Todd laid, bleeding and bound.
"You found me. I thought you had forgotten where I lived."
"You bitch." Johnny hissed, turning on his heel to face the girl he killed so long ago. "Let him go."
Elizabeth disappeared and reappeared next to Todd on the bed. "I... I broke him." She muttered. "I didn't mean to break him. He wasn't supposed to- I only meant to hurt him." Tears filled her eyes. "I broke him Johnny..."
~*~
[1] If you've ever seen the Nine Inch Nails Broken film, just picture the part where the guy is scratching his victim up all nasty-like and stuff. Except Squee is tied to a bed, instead of hanging from the ceiling...
[2] Anyone else think I'm REALLY fucked up??
That sucked didn't it? Please don't hate me too much. I can't believe I was able to write that mean stuff that happened to poor Squee. I'm really trying to write more... so don't hate me and hopefully chapter 8 will be done soon. Until then review!!
Oh and before I forget...... I probably shouldn't say anything (don't know why... something tells me not to but I shall anyways), but I see no end for this fic as of now... There's just so much more shit in my head and...yeah. Two weeks of no skool for me. WOOOOO! I get to play my Final Fantasy IX and write. Go me.