AN: Do you hear that...its...its...AN UPDATE!?
Whoo. New Chapter. I dont have anything much to say, well I do. Some people that have read this (Not just the one who reviewed) says that the story is merely just a bloodbath. For all intents and purposes...it is. As stated in the first chapter, I got the idea for this fanfic from watching JasonX(funny movie) and other slasher movies like it, so this follows the basic 'killer kills everything' mold. Now that that is out of the way, I bring you the new chapter.
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Chapter 4: Crumbles
Elise sat up, and looked at the stairs. Something wasn't right, she knew something wasn't right...
"....How come no one is on door duty?" she thought to herself as she stood, stretching. It was dawn, the sunlight barely pouring in through the ice covered windows. Zoe was already awake, she was in the corner, playing a game on her M-Comm. Elise couldn't understand why Zoe would fancy a game of Pac-Man right now, but she figured after Zoe's loss that it was the only thing keeping her from losing it.
"Zoe?" Elise whispered, not wanting to wake the other riders.
Zoe didn't answer her, she kept her eyes glued to the M-Comm, as if Elise weren't even there. Elise looked up, still trying to get her attention. This time she walked up next to her.
"Zoe..you alive in there?" Elise asked, resting a hand on her shoulder.
Zoe didn't reply again, Elise saw a lone tear drop splatter onto the screen of the M-Comm, and she noticed that Zoe was actually crying, one of the things Elise never saw Zoe do.
Elise slumped down next to her, she didn't say a word, she just watched her.
"...W-what are you looking at?" Zoe choked, trying to sound tough as usual, but failing horribly. Elise just held her hand, and spoke in a soothing voice.
"Its going to be okay...alright?"
Zoe nodded, even though she knew it wasn't going to be okay, she knew that Pete was going to strike again, and she knew it was going to happen soon.
"Do you have any idea where Atomika is?" Elise asked, breaking the small silence that was between them.
"I don't know..he could of used the bathroom, I heard him stumbling around here last night." Zoe nodded towards the stairs, it was obvious that the bathroom had to be up there.
Elise looked at the steps for a bit, thinking if she should go up, Zoe had already second guessed her, she was already heading towards the steps.
"Where are you going?" Elise whispered, standing up.
"I gotta piss..." Zoe moaned, bounding up the steps.
"Make sure you leave the toilet seat up!" Elise joked, Zoe gave her the bird as they both headed up the steps. Upstairs the air smelled of mold, and wet wood. It was obvious that no one really used the Black Station, beacause of its remote location, and dangerous area, the only person that really WOULD use it would be Psymon, which was easy to tell. Zoe spied some of Psymon's old...'reading material' in the corner, and picked it up.
"Ew...your actually going to touch that? What if the pages are stuck together?" Elise said, looking grossed out as Zoe thumbed through the magazine.
"Hmph.." Zoe mumbled.
"What?" Elise looked up.
"Figures that he would have a little bit of an asian fetish" Zoe turned the book, showing Elise a centerfold of a beautiful asian woman, the magazine itself was full of them. Elise couldn't control herself, she back to snicker into her hand as Zoe looked around upstairs some more. She came across a locked door, well...it wasn't really locked, the door seemed to be stuck in from the other side, so she didn't bother really attempting to push it open. Somewhere between Psymon's porno, and her and Elise's romp around the upstairs, Zoe had lost the urge to use the bathroom, but for some reason, the urge was now on Elise.
"Zoe, where the hell is the bathroom here, anyway? We have been up here fro a pretty long time and we haven't even found it yet."
Zoe shrugged.
"Its probably over by a window or something, go ahead and check. I like it up here. I wonder if Psymon left any food up here.."
Elise almost vomited at the thought of what Psymon would eat shacked up here, let alone what it had turned into at this point.
Elise walked towards a door, the horrible smell of rancid piss already alerted her to the fact that this very could of been the bathroom, or it was the only thing Psymon hit when he aimed.
"This is disgusting!" Elise yelped, Zoe walked up beside her, chewing on an old corn dog.
"...Where did you get that?" Elise gagged again.
Zoe smiled.
"You sure you wanna know?"
Elise shook her head, the way she was feeling now, she felt she was probably better off not knowing where it came from, and she reached out for the handle of the door.
Zoe dropped the corn dog, it bounced on the ground and rolled across the floor, Zoe would of laughed if she didn't feel a cold chill run down her spine. She felt him, she knew that Pete was near.
"Elise, lets get back downstairs...NOW" Zoe warned, taking Elise's's hand and beginning to pull her.
Elise snapped back, "No way, I have been up here for this long, I am taking my piss, damn it."
Zoe tried to plea with her to come, but Elise wasn't hearing any of it. She opened the bathroom door, and shut it, closing and locking it behind her.
Inside of the bathroom Elise unzipped her pants, pulled them down along with her panties and squatted above the toilet, there was no way in hell she was going to let that seat touch her skin.
She looked around, nothing how unusually bright the bathroom was, it was almost like she was outside. She had almost finished when she felt something cold touch the back of her neck.
"...It cant be.." she looked up and saw a sizable hole in the ceiling of the bathroom, and some of the snow from outside was drifting into it. Elise pulled up her pants and sighed.
"Figures..." She went to open the door, but it didn't open...
"Zoe?", She pulled the knob harder, ratting the hinges a bit.
"Zoe!? ...Stop joking around, I mean it!" Elise began to panic, pulling the door as hard as she could, not beginning to back up and ram her shoulder into it. She could feel the rotten wood of the door cracking against her shoulder.
"ZOE!? ZOE!?" Elise screamed as the door opened, sending Elise tumbling into the room, she looked up and Zoe stood there, holding the door.
"Where the fuck were you!?" Elise stood up, brushing the dust off of herself.
"...I went to find my damn corn dog, that thing is kind of good." Zoe smirked, chewing on it.
Elise looked as if she wanted to break her neck.
"...You left me locked in a bathroom for a piece of food that is probably older than both of us!?" Elise stood up. "What happened to telling me to go down stairs!?"
Zoe's expression went blank, she was focused on something behind Elise.
Elise fumed, "Are you going to answer me, Payne!? Were you joking or something. And don't try that bullshit by making me think something is behind me. I'm too old for that childish shit."
Zoe didn't move, she didn't blink, her eyes were fixated on the spot behind her.
Elise went to step forward, to shake Zoe, but she felt a very thin..something press against her neck.
Elise froze...she could feel the warm breathe of someone against her the back of her neck. Zoe backed away, her eyes watering.
"...Its very....amusing...the things you can do with chicken wire.." The voice said behind her, Elise knew who it was, Zoe knew who it was.
Pete pulled back on the string hard, forcing it closed around Elise's neck. Elise fought against it, only making it tighter and Zoe stood frozen.
"The more you fight, the worse it gets, girlie..so just sit back and enjoy the ride.." Pete grinned, looking at Zoe, choking the life out of Elise. Zoe couldn't watch anymore, and she picked charged forward, aiming to free Elise from Pete's grasp. Only to hear a loud crack.
Elise's face turned a deep shade of blue, and her eyes began to swell, her head twisted in a 90 degree angle.
"...No....NO!!" Zoe yelled, as Pete dropped Elise to the floor, Elise fell forward, motionless.
Pete looked down at Elise's' corpse, and gave it a well placed kick.
"I must thank whoever built this lodge...all of this padding between the floors makes it perfect for blocking out sound, dint you think?" Pete ran forward, grabbing Zoe by her neck.
Zoe was NOT about to go down easily, she head butted Pete hard, forcing him to let her go. She aimed a swift knee at his crotch, Pete fell to his knees, groaning in pain.
Zoe stood above him, her head filled with thoughts of Moby's headless body, as a sharp pain railed her. Pete had just rammed a carving knife into her midsection...
Zoe gasped, feeling the blade puncture her, she gave a dull moan and pushed Pete away with her foot. She stood back up, holding one hand to her abdomen, and another up in defense. Pete stood with his knife in hand, his axe strapped to his back.
"Lets hope you are a little more fun than that Atomika wimp." Pete joked, smiling and licking the blood from his knife.
"Nngh...Its going to take more than a little scratch to take me down...you fucking asshole" Zoe muttered, and ran at Pete...
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"Yo...YO!" Mac shook Psymon awake.
"Hmm?...What in the hot and sweaty fuck do you want?" Psymon sat up, pushing Mac away.
Nate was already up, and looking worried. Griff and Kaori were still asleep.
"We're gonna move out soon. We cant stay here for too long..." Nate whispered, looking around the room.
Mac did the same, followed by Psymon, they all noticed the same thing...but it was Psymon who dared to say it.
"...There's three less sets of tits in this room..." Psymon belched, looking at everyone.
Mac nodded, "Someone ain't right here...we went to sleep with four extra people..."
Nate stood, "Could the be upstairs? Isn't the bathroom up there?"
Psymon nodded, and laughed.
"Yeah, the bathroom is up there..but whoo...you dint wanna go up there..." then it hit him like a ton of bricks.
"FUCK! That one legged bastard is in my stash!" Psymon stood up, and ran for the stairs.
Mac raised and eyebrow, "What are you talking about...Atomika is up there with the girls?"
Psymon stopped.
"......That little shit." Psymon began to climb up the stairs, yelling in his usual crazed voice.
"IM COMMING UP! AND I BETTER SEE SOME HOW THREE WAY LESBIAN SEX!"
Psymon reached the stop of the steps, only to see a pair of legs.
"....There is a God..." Psymon looked passed the legs, and saw the whole picture, the legs belonged to Elise's' lifeless body, her face still blue, and a bruise developing on her neck.
"...Thats not natural" Psymon whispered, and he heard a thud in the distance, the top floor was too dark for him to see beyond anything, the window on the far side of the room shown in a little light, but not enough.
He heard a voice speak from the darkness, they had not noticed Psymon yet.
"...Well, the bitch was right. It did take more than one stab to take her down.." Pete muttered to himself. The air filled with the sound of something being dragged along the ground, and Pete came into the light, dragging the bloody Zoe by her arms, her chest and stomach covered in gashes and stabs, Pete's eyes were both swollen, and his own knife was sticking out of his arm.
Psymon saw the image and jump, inside he wanted to scream, but outside he crouched down, and watched as Pete dropped Zoe's body, and pulled the knife out of his arm.
Psymon stood up, looking at Pete with absolute anger.
Pete bolted upright, hearing the wood creak as Psymon stood, he turned around and looked at Psymon at the far end of the room, smirking.
"...I must be on a roll today..." Pete grunted, spitting on Zoe's corpse.
Psymon didn't move, he didn't blink, he just spoke.
"You heard the stories about all of those crazy SSX riders? And all of the fucked up shit they do?" Psymon said coldly.
Pete just nodded, holding his knife at ready.
"....I'm the worst one." Psymon clinched his fists, and charged at Pete.
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AN: Yes, I know the last line was a tad cliche, but I HAD to set up for some sort of suspense. I hope you like it. Read and Review.
Whoo. New Chapter. I dont have anything much to say, well I do. Some people that have read this (Not just the one who reviewed) says that the story is merely just a bloodbath. For all intents and purposes...it is. As stated in the first chapter, I got the idea for this fanfic from watching JasonX(funny movie) and other slasher movies like it, so this follows the basic 'killer kills everything' mold. Now that that is out of the way, I bring you the new chapter.
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Chapter 4: Crumbles
Elise sat up, and looked at the stairs. Something wasn't right, she knew something wasn't right...
"....How come no one is on door duty?" she thought to herself as she stood, stretching. It was dawn, the sunlight barely pouring in through the ice covered windows. Zoe was already awake, she was in the corner, playing a game on her M-Comm. Elise couldn't understand why Zoe would fancy a game of Pac-Man right now, but she figured after Zoe's loss that it was the only thing keeping her from losing it.
"Zoe?" Elise whispered, not wanting to wake the other riders.
Zoe didn't answer her, she kept her eyes glued to the M-Comm, as if Elise weren't even there. Elise looked up, still trying to get her attention. This time she walked up next to her.
"Zoe..you alive in there?" Elise asked, resting a hand on her shoulder.
Zoe didn't reply again, Elise saw a lone tear drop splatter onto the screen of the M-Comm, and she noticed that Zoe was actually crying, one of the things Elise never saw Zoe do.
Elise slumped down next to her, she didn't say a word, she just watched her.
"...W-what are you looking at?" Zoe choked, trying to sound tough as usual, but failing horribly. Elise just held her hand, and spoke in a soothing voice.
"Its going to be okay...alright?"
Zoe nodded, even though she knew it wasn't going to be okay, she knew that Pete was going to strike again, and she knew it was going to happen soon.
"Do you have any idea where Atomika is?" Elise asked, breaking the small silence that was between them.
"I don't know..he could of used the bathroom, I heard him stumbling around here last night." Zoe nodded towards the stairs, it was obvious that the bathroom had to be up there.
Elise looked at the steps for a bit, thinking if she should go up, Zoe had already second guessed her, she was already heading towards the steps.
"Where are you going?" Elise whispered, standing up.
"I gotta piss..." Zoe moaned, bounding up the steps.
"Make sure you leave the toilet seat up!" Elise joked, Zoe gave her the bird as they both headed up the steps. Upstairs the air smelled of mold, and wet wood. It was obvious that no one really used the Black Station, beacause of its remote location, and dangerous area, the only person that really WOULD use it would be Psymon, which was easy to tell. Zoe spied some of Psymon's old...'reading material' in the corner, and picked it up.
"Ew...your actually going to touch that? What if the pages are stuck together?" Elise said, looking grossed out as Zoe thumbed through the magazine.
"Hmph.." Zoe mumbled.
"What?" Elise looked up.
"Figures that he would have a little bit of an asian fetish" Zoe turned the book, showing Elise a centerfold of a beautiful asian woman, the magazine itself was full of them. Elise couldn't control herself, she back to snicker into her hand as Zoe looked around upstairs some more. She came across a locked door, well...it wasn't really locked, the door seemed to be stuck in from the other side, so she didn't bother really attempting to push it open. Somewhere between Psymon's porno, and her and Elise's romp around the upstairs, Zoe had lost the urge to use the bathroom, but for some reason, the urge was now on Elise.
"Zoe, where the hell is the bathroom here, anyway? We have been up here fro a pretty long time and we haven't even found it yet."
Zoe shrugged.
"Its probably over by a window or something, go ahead and check. I like it up here. I wonder if Psymon left any food up here.."
Elise almost vomited at the thought of what Psymon would eat shacked up here, let alone what it had turned into at this point.
Elise walked towards a door, the horrible smell of rancid piss already alerted her to the fact that this very could of been the bathroom, or it was the only thing Psymon hit when he aimed.
"This is disgusting!" Elise yelped, Zoe walked up beside her, chewing on an old corn dog.
"...Where did you get that?" Elise gagged again.
Zoe smiled.
"You sure you wanna know?"
Elise shook her head, the way she was feeling now, she felt she was probably better off not knowing where it came from, and she reached out for the handle of the door.
Zoe dropped the corn dog, it bounced on the ground and rolled across the floor, Zoe would of laughed if she didn't feel a cold chill run down her spine. She felt him, she knew that Pete was near.
"Elise, lets get back downstairs...NOW" Zoe warned, taking Elise's's hand and beginning to pull her.
Elise snapped back, "No way, I have been up here for this long, I am taking my piss, damn it."
Zoe tried to plea with her to come, but Elise wasn't hearing any of it. She opened the bathroom door, and shut it, closing and locking it behind her.
Inside of the bathroom Elise unzipped her pants, pulled them down along with her panties and squatted above the toilet, there was no way in hell she was going to let that seat touch her skin.
She looked around, nothing how unusually bright the bathroom was, it was almost like she was outside. She had almost finished when she felt something cold touch the back of her neck.
"...It cant be.." she looked up and saw a sizable hole in the ceiling of the bathroom, and some of the snow from outside was drifting into it. Elise pulled up her pants and sighed.
"Figures..." She went to open the door, but it didn't open...
"Zoe?", She pulled the knob harder, ratting the hinges a bit.
"Zoe!? ...Stop joking around, I mean it!" Elise began to panic, pulling the door as hard as she could, not beginning to back up and ram her shoulder into it. She could feel the rotten wood of the door cracking against her shoulder.
"ZOE!? ZOE!?" Elise screamed as the door opened, sending Elise tumbling into the room, she looked up and Zoe stood there, holding the door.
"Where the fuck were you!?" Elise stood up, brushing the dust off of herself.
"...I went to find my damn corn dog, that thing is kind of good." Zoe smirked, chewing on it.
Elise looked as if she wanted to break her neck.
"...You left me locked in a bathroom for a piece of food that is probably older than both of us!?" Elise stood up. "What happened to telling me to go down stairs!?"
Zoe's expression went blank, she was focused on something behind Elise.
Elise fumed, "Are you going to answer me, Payne!? Were you joking or something. And don't try that bullshit by making me think something is behind me. I'm too old for that childish shit."
Zoe didn't move, she didn't blink, her eyes were fixated on the spot behind her.
Elise went to step forward, to shake Zoe, but she felt a very thin..something press against her neck.
Elise froze...she could feel the warm breathe of someone against her the back of her neck. Zoe backed away, her eyes watering.
"...Its very....amusing...the things you can do with chicken wire.." The voice said behind her, Elise knew who it was, Zoe knew who it was.
Pete pulled back on the string hard, forcing it closed around Elise's neck. Elise fought against it, only making it tighter and Zoe stood frozen.
"The more you fight, the worse it gets, girlie..so just sit back and enjoy the ride.." Pete grinned, looking at Zoe, choking the life out of Elise. Zoe couldn't watch anymore, and she picked charged forward, aiming to free Elise from Pete's grasp. Only to hear a loud crack.
Elise's face turned a deep shade of blue, and her eyes began to swell, her head twisted in a 90 degree angle.
"...No....NO!!" Zoe yelled, as Pete dropped Elise to the floor, Elise fell forward, motionless.
Pete looked down at Elise's' corpse, and gave it a well placed kick.
"I must thank whoever built this lodge...all of this padding between the floors makes it perfect for blocking out sound, dint you think?" Pete ran forward, grabbing Zoe by her neck.
Zoe was NOT about to go down easily, she head butted Pete hard, forcing him to let her go. She aimed a swift knee at his crotch, Pete fell to his knees, groaning in pain.
Zoe stood above him, her head filled with thoughts of Moby's headless body, as a sharp pain railed her. Pete had just rammed a carving knife into her midsection...
Zoe gasped, feeling the blade puncture her, she gave a dull moan and pushed Pete away with her foot. She stood back up, holding one hand to her abdomen, and another up in defense. Pete stood with his knife in hand, his axe strapped to his back.
"Lets hope you are a little more fun than that Atomika wimp." Pete joked, smiling and licking the blood from his knife.
"Nngh...Its going to take more than a little scratch to take me down...you fucking asshole" Zoe muttered, and ran at Pete...
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"Yo...YO!" Mac shook Psymon awake.
"Hmm?...What in the hot and sweaty fuck do you want?" Psymon sat up, pushing Mac away.
Nate was already up, and looking worried. Griff and Kaori were still asleep.
"We're gonna move out soon. We cant stay here for too long..." Nate whispered, looking around the room.
Mac did the same, followed by Psymon, they all noticed the same thing...but it was Psymon who dared to say it.
"...There's three less sets of tits in this room..." Psymon belched, looking at everyone.
Mac nodded, "Someone ain't right here...we went to sleep with four extra people..."
Nate stood, "Could the be upstairs? Isn't the bathroom up there?"
Psymon nodded, and laughed.
"Yeah, the bathroom is up there..but whoo...you dint wanna go up there..." then it hit him like a ton of bricks.
"FUCK! That one legged bastard is in my stash!" Psymon stood up, and ran for the stairs.
Mac raised and eyebrow, "What are you talking about...Atomika is up there with the girls?"
Psymon stopped.
"......That little shit." Psymon began to climb up the stairs, yelling in his usual crazed voice.
"IM COMMING UP! AND I BETTER SEE SOME HOW THREE WAY LESBIAN SEX!"
Psymon reached the stop of the steps, only to see a pair of legs.
"....There is a God..." Psymon looked passed the legs, and saw the whole picture, the legs belonged to Elise's' lifeless body, her face still blue, and a bruise developing on her neck.
"...Thats not natural" Psymon whispered, and he heard a thud in the distance, the top floor was too dark for him to see beyond anything, the window on the far side of the room shown in a little light, but not enough.
He heard a voice speak from the darkness, they had not noticed Psymon yet.
"...Well, the bitch was right. It did take more than one stab to take her down.." Pete muttered to himself. The air filled with the sound of something being dragged along the ground, and Pete came into the light, dragging the bloody Zoe by her arms, her chest and stomach covered in gashes and stabs, Pete's eyes were both swollen, and his own knife was sticking out of his arm.
Psymon saw the image and jump, inside he wanted to scream, but outside he crouched down, and watched as Pete dropped Zoe's body, and pulled the knife out of his arm.
Psymon stood up, looking at Pete with absolute anger.
Pete bolted upright, hearing the wood creak as Psymon stood, he turned around and looked at Psymon at the far end of the room, smirking.
"...I must be on a roll today..." Pete grunted, spitting on Zoe's corpse.
Psymon didn't move, he didn't blink, he just spoke.
"You heard the stories about all of those crazy SSX riders? And all of the fucked up shit they do?" Psymon said coldly.
Pete just nodded, holding his knife at ready.
"....I'm the worst one." Psymon clinched his fists, and charged at Pete.
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AN: Yes, I know the last line was a tad cliche, but I HAD to set up for some sort of suspense. I hope you like it. Read and Review.