Authors Note: At last, the last REAL chapter of Powder Pete. Please note that this is NOT THE END OF THE STORY.
This is just the end of the story itself, there is a still a conclusion chapter which is to come soon.
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Chapter 7: Hesitation
Kaori stood there, frozen in time, for her, it was like time has stopped completely, Griff was no longer moving, he wasn't crying or holding his neck, Mac was no longer flailing and trying to get away from Pete, Pete was no longer looking at her and sneering his horrible yellow smile, for some reason, time had completely stopped. Kaori blinked, this whole experience had been too much for her already, and she did not need to lose her mind on top of all of this. All of the sudden, everything rushed back into focus, Kaori remembered where she was, she remembered what she had just done, there was a sound blaring in, slowly at first, but it began to speed up. It grew louder, and louder in her ears. Making her ears red, she thought the sound would never end, she couldn't even tell what the sound was…then she noticed…it was laughter, the sound was laughter!
It was Pete, his horrible, breathy laugh was almost deafening to Kaori's ears, but why was a man that had just got shot laughing? Something wasn't right. Kaori looked at her hands, her knuckles turning white from gripping the damn gun so hard, she didn't notice anything wrong, but Mac, who was turning blue in the face already, did.
The gun was empty.
Pete held Mac by the hair, laughing hard as he could, drooling a little bit onto Mac's face in the process.
"Damn girl, I thought you chinks were supposed to be smart!" Pete laughed, too dumb to realize that Kaori was Japanese, not Chinese.
Mac was slowly drifting off, he was loosing more and more air by the second, Pete never let up on his grip, holding Mac by the neck tight as he can. Kaori couldn't believe her eyes. How could she let this happen? Kaori saw the safety on the gun, and went for it, shaking fiercely, but her hands weren't steady enough, she fumbled the gun and it fell into the snow.
This caused Pete to laugh even more, now shooting lobs of spit as he laughed, making sure the whole mountain felt it, Mac could no longer hear, but he could see Kaori fall to her knees and desperately search for the gun. Pete thrust Mac into the air, and looked him in the eye.
"Don't you wish you were back in the ghetto?" Pete teased, and head Mac's head to the side, ready to snap it. Kaori grabbed the gun, and pointed. Mac, with his last ounce of strength managed to get choke out some words.
"Shoot…him…." Mac breathed, Kaori looked at Pete, and aimed, right between the eyes.
…. She couldn't pull the trigger…she just couldn't do it…she didn't know if she was just too afraid…or if she was frozen in fear…but she couldn't pull the trigger. Pete grabbed Mac's head, turned it hard to the side, back Mac was fighting hard against him, using everything he had left.
". SHOOT…HIM…KAORI!" Mac yelled with renewed strength…that was the last thing he ever said. Before Kaori could muster up enough courage, Pete has pushed Mac too far…
Mac's eyes widened, his neck snapped, his head turned completely the side…his barely had any breath left in his body… all that was left was his final breath wafting into the cold mountain air. Pete dropped Mac's body to the ground in hard thud, Mac's face already turning blue.
Griff was paralyzed, he couldn't move at all…he had just watched someone get murdered right infront of him, his brain couldn't take the moment.
Kaori kneeled over...looking at Mac's body… ". Mac…Mac…. Mac!" she sobbed, cold tears running down her face. "Please…please…no…NO!" Kaori shook Mac's body, secretly hoping that somehow she could shake him from the grips of death, somehow she could bring her love back, but it was futile.
Pete was enjoying the scene, licking his lips and looking at the crushed Kaori, he snatched his hand out and grabbed her by her hair, snatching her up as well, and she was much lighter than Mac.
"Now, look what you dun gone and did, you coulda saved your little boyfriend if you weren't such a fuck up!" Pete teased; twisting the knife deeper into Kaori's already scared soul. Kaori didn't even fight back, to her; a life without Mac was not much of a life at all. Pete brushed Kaori's hair softly, he figured he might as well have a little fun teasing he before he had to kill her, and infront of Griff it would make it all the better.
Once again, Kaori didn't fight back, she knew that it was her time, just as Allegro knew it was hers before, she just hung her head, and accepted defeat.
"Well, if you ain't gonna let me have any fun…" Pete reached for his pocketknife, and held it to Kaori's neck.
Griff looked on, once again frozen, but as the few rays of sun shone off of the blade, Griff snapped back to reality, he saw the dead Mac on the ground, he saw the soon to be dead Kaori, he knew he had to help…he spotted the gun next to Pete, he knew he couldn't make it over there in time. Desperate, Griff searched around in his pocket…he grabbed something.
"Sayonara, or whatever the fuck you chinks say." Pete coughed, and thrust the blade forward, the point was less than a centimeter away from Kaori's neck as Pete froze, his eyes widened…and he dropped Kaori…his arm had went numb…his left arm.
Pete hit his arm, desperately trying to bring some feeling back to it, what a wonderful time to have a heart attack…
Pete heard something, it bounced off of a tree…and another..and another…and another…something struck him in the back of the neck again! Pete fell to his knees and stood back up, his vision getting blurrier and blurrier, he scanned the area to see what could be hitting him in his weak spot…and he saw Griff.
Griff, at a loss for what else he could really do to save Kaori, held his hand out…and a little yellow superball fell into it, the same ball from the plane.
Pete was enraged. He scrambled to his feet, ignoring the searing pain on his side, and headed for Griff,
Griff was once again frozen, he tried to wind up a toss, but he didn't have enough room. Kaori, coughing and wheezing from the choke crawled across the snow, scooped up the gun, took aim, and fired; the sound of a bullet rang through the air. Griff's human instincts kicked in and he ducked into the snow.
Pete let out a horrible scream, not a scream of rage, or a scream to scare someone, a scream of pain.
The bullet had entered through the back of Pete's right leg, going right through the calf, Pete fell to his knees again, the pain of the mild heart attack and the pain of the bullet overcoming him, Kaori didn't stop, it was like she had channeled the courage of some great warrior from her past, she kept firing, not even caring if the shots hit or not, she was only aiming at the leg, that goddamn leg that was owned by Satan himself.
Kaori kept pumping out shots until they were all gone; she was even pulling the trigger after the clip was emptied. She watched as Pete throttled farther and father backwards, trying to drag himself to safety, Kaori ran up to Pete and stomped her foot hard on his knee.
"Who is afraid now? WHO!?" Kaori yelled, she began to spit rapid fire Japanese, none of which was understandable by Pete nor Griff, Pete tried to crawl away still, Kaori knew she had no more bullets, so she aimed to at least knock him out and leave him for dead, she swung the butt of her pistol hard into the back of Pete's neck, he dropped like a sack of potatoes.
Pete could be heard softly snoring, trying to catch his breath in his sleep as Kaori turned to her dead lover, Griff was already kneeling over his side.
Kaori stepped to him, and dropped to her knees, running her hand across his cold face. She could no longer cry, she just looked down at him, she could not believe that it was her doing that led to his untimely fate. She did not believe that she could have prevented this if she had just a little more courage.
Griff was just dumbfounded, in his young mind, he knew it would be better if he just did not talk at all, he knew that Kaori must've been grieving hard, and he knew that the less he whined, the faster they could get back to the plane.
Kaori took Mac's orange beanie, and put it on her head, she could not leave his final resting-place without a memento of him, and Griff took Mac's headphones and laced them around his neck. They began their trek back up the slope of the mountain in utter silence, no one was talking, no one looking at eachother, it was just they, the snow, and the silence that surrounded them.
Kaori just stared into the white blanket of snow that fell around them, until she could make a the shadow of something large in the distance, something that looked like a giant bird with a broken wing…it was the Heli-plane.
Griff was first to take off, running towards the plane in a full out sprint, tripping, falling, and sliding along the way. Kaori was coming up quickly,
Kaori was overjoyed, she could not belive it, she was going to get off of the island, she was going to be free, no more Pete, no more pain, she could forget about everything she had went through, but...she would never forget about Mac.
They both were at the door to the plane, Griff wrapped his hands around the handle and pulled, the door wouldn't budge, it was obviously frozen shut, Kaori kicked at it and the door cracked a little, but it was not enough to open the door.
"It won't open!" Griff whined, he wanted to get inside of the plane!
"O'course it wont..."
Kaori froze, dead silent in place...she turned around, she didnt even look up, she just looked at its knee...its...torn..bloody...hanging knee...
It was a miracle he had even walked this far, it was a miracle he had even gotten to them, it was a miracle his leg hasnt even fallen off
Miracles happen.
Kaori and Griff clung to eachother, there was nothing she could do, she had no gun, not strength, the only thing to back her up was a 12 year old boy who was sacred shitless. Pete had finally won, it was obvious that he had finally won this time.
Pete inched closer and closer he was obviously in pain, he didnt bother to talk, he wanted this to happen quick, he was done with what he had to say.
He just panted, his cold...blank stare..one hand on his axe..another on his wounded leg.
Griff did the only thing he could think to do, he threw his ball.
Pete knocked it away easily with the side of his axe, grinning. Griff gave up, Kaori was sobbing...they were closer the the edge of the mountain than they thought they were. Either way, they were about to die.
Pete walked between the propellar blades of the plane, he raised his axe, this was his moment, he would kill the girl, then the boy and chuck them over the edge, he would let the jagged rocks below do the rest of the work for him.
Or so he thought...
Something inside the plane whrred, the plane turned on, the three of them looked around scared, not sure what was happening...
Pete turned his head around to see what was going on, and the propellars began to spin!
One swipe took of Petes arm, another took of another, Pete screamed, watching his bloody stumps spray its contents all over Griff and Kaori, who looked just as shocked as he.
Pete fell to his knees, the propellars taking lops out of his shoulders and back, he screams in pain as chunks of his body flung everywhere, he tried to kneel into the snow..and it was all over...one clean slice too his head right off.
Pete's head soared over the both of them and down the ravine, they could hear it crack like a ripe melon on the ground below.
Kaori and Griff stood there, covered in blood...and peices.
"...He...is dead..." Kaori asked blanky, not too sure of what just happened.
Griff just nodded, he couldnt even try comprehend what happened.
Kaori and Griff, barely bending thier knees as they walked, headed back to the plane door...it opened easier than before.
The cockpit door was closed..the final resting place of Viggo...Kaori inched closer to it..inside all of the lights on the plane were on...the on board radio was heard blaring.
"We are on our way! I repeat, we are on our way! Sit tight!"
Kaori nudged the door open...a figure sat hunched over the controls...shivering...panting.
Kaori gasped, Griff was too mentally tired to make any motion.
Kaori looked.....at Psymon, wet, cold..and alive.
"....Didya...miss me?"
AN: Do you guys love me or what? Look out for the next chapter of Snow Gods(comming in late Novemeber/Early December)
You know the drill, read and review.
This is just the end of the story itself, there is a still a conclusion chapter which is to come soon.
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Chapter 7: Hesitation
Kaori stood there, frozen in time, for her, it was like time has stopped completely, Griff was no longer moving, he wasn't crying or holding his neck, Mac was no longer flailing and trying to get away from Pete, Pete was no longer looking at her and sneering his horrible yellow smile, for some reason, time had completely stopped. Kaori blinked, this whole experience had been too much for her already, and she did not need to lose her mind on top of all of this. All of the sudden, everything rushed back into focus, Kaori remembered where she was, she remembered what she had just done, there was a sound blaring in, slowly at first, but it began to speed up. It grew louder, and louder in her ears. Making her ears red, she thought the sound would never end, she couldn't even tell what the sound was…then she noticed…it was laughter, the sound was laughter!
It was Pete, his horrible, breathy laugh was almost deafening to Kaori's ears, but why was a man that had just got shot laughing? Something wasn't right. Kaori looked at her hands, her knuckles turning white from gripping the damn gun so hard, she didn't notice anything wrong, but Mac, who was turning blue in the face already, did.
The gun was empty.
Pete held Mac by the hair, laughing hard as he could, drooling a little bit onto Mac's face in the process.
"Damn girl, I thought you chinks were supposed to be smart!" Pete laughed, too dumb to realize that Kaori was Japanese, not Chinese.
Mac was slowly drifting off, he was loosing more and more air by the second, Pete never let up on his grip, holding Mac by the neck tight as he can. Kaori couldn't believe her eyes. How could she let this happen? Kaori saw the safety on the gun, and went for it, shaking fiercely, but her hands weren't steady enough, she fumbled the gun and it fell into the snow.
This caused Pete to laugh even more, now shooting lobs of spit as he laughed, making sure the whole mountain felt it, Mac could no longer hear, but he could see Kaori fall to her knees and desperately search for the gun. Pete thrust Mac into the air, and looked him in the eye.
"Don't you wish you were back in the ghetto?" Pete teased, and head Mac's head to the side, ready to snap it. Kaori grabbed the gun, and pointed. Mac, with his last ounce of strength managed to get choke out some words.
"Shoot…him…." Mac breathed, Kaori looked at Pete, and aimed, right between the eyes.
…. She couldn't pull the trigger…she just couldn't do it…she didn't know if she was just too afraid…or if she was frozen in fear…but she couldn't pull the trigger. Pete grabbed Mac's head, turned it hard to the side, back Mac was fighting hard against him, using everything he had left.
". SHOOT…HIM…KAORI!" Mac yelled with renewed strength…that was the last thing he ever said. Before Kaori could muster up enough courage, Pete has pushed Mac too far…
Mac's eyes widened, his neck snapped, his head turned completely the side…his barely had any breath left in his body… all that was left was his final breath wafting into the cold mountain air. Pete dropped Mac's body to the ground in hard thud, Mac's face already turning blue.
Griff was paralyzed, he couldn't move at all…he had just watched someone get murdered right infront of him, his brain couldn't take the moment.
Kaori kneeled over...looking at Mac's body… ". Mac…Mac…. Mac!" she sobbed, cold tears running down her face. "Please…please…no…NO!" Kaori shook Mac's body, secretly hoping that somehow she could shake him from the grips of death, somehow she could bring her love back, but it was futile.
Pete was enjoying the scene, licking his lips and looking at the crushed Kaori, he snatched his hand out and grabbed her by her hair, snatching her up as well, and she was much lighter than Mac.
"Now, look what you dun gone and did, you coulda saved your little boyfriend if you weren't such a fuck up!" Pete teased; twisting the knife deeper into Kaori's already scared soul. Kaori didn't even fight back, to her; a life without Mac was not much of a life at all. Pete brushed Kaori's hair softly, he figured he might as well have a little fun teasing he before he had to kill her, and infront of Griff it would make it all the better.
Once again, Kaori didn't fight back, she knew that it was her time, just as Allegro knew it was hers before, she just hung her head, and accepted defeat.
"Well, if you ain't gonna let me have any fun…" Pete reached for his pocketknife, and held it to Kaori's neck.
Griff looked on, once again frozen, but as the few rays of sun shone off of the blade, Griff snapped back to reality, he saw the dead Mac on the ground, he saw the soon to be dead Kaori, he knew he had to help…he spotted the gun next to Pete, he knew he couldn't make it over there in time. Desperate, Griff searched around in his pocket…he grabbed something.
"Sayonara, or whatever the fuck you chinks say." Pete coughed, and thrust the blade forward, the point was less than a centimeter away from Kaori's neck as Pete froze, his eyes widened…and he dropped Kaori…his arm had went numb…his left arm.
Pete hit his arm, desperately trying to bring some feeling back to it, what a wonderful time to have a heart attack…
Pete heard something, it bounced off of a tree…and another..and another…and another…something struck him in the back of the neck again! Pete fell to his knees and stood back up, his vision getting blurrier and blurrier, he scanned the area to see what could be hitting him in his weak spot…and he saw Griff.
Griff, at a loss for what else he could really do to save Kaori, held his hand out…and a little yellow superball fell into it, the same ball from the plane.
Pete was enraged. He scrambled to his feet, ignoring the searing pain on his side, and headed for Griff,
Griff was once again frozen, he tried to wind up a toss, but he didn't have enough room. Kaori, coughing and wheezing from the choke crawled across the snow, scooped up the gun, took aim, and fired; the sound of a bullet rang through the air. Griff's human instincts kicked in and he ducked into the snow.
Pete let out a horrible scream, not a scream of rage, or a scream to scare someone, a scream of pain.
The bullet had entered through the back of Pete's right leg, going right through the calf, Pete fell to his knees again, the pain of the mild heart attack and the pain of the bullet overcoming him, Kaori didn't stop, it was like she had channeled the courage of some great warrior from her past, she kept firing, not even caring if the shots hit or not, she was only aiming at the leg, that goddamn leg that was owned by Satan himself.
Kaori kept pumping out shots until they were all gone; she was even pulling the trigger after the clip was emptied. She watched as Pete throttled farther and father backwards, trying to drag himself to safety, Kaori ran up to Pete and stomped her foot hard on his knee.
"Who is afraid now? WHO!?" Kaori yelled, she began to spit rapid fire Japanese, none of which was understandable by Pete nor Griff, Pete tried to crawl away still, Kaori knew she had no more bullets, so she aimed to at least knock him out and leave him for dead, she swung the butt of her pistol hard into the back of Pete's neck, he dropped like a sack of potatoes.
Pete could be heard softly snoring, trying to catch his breath in his sleep as Kaori turned to her dead lover, Griff was already kneeling over his side.
Kaori stepped to him, and dropped to her knees, running her hand across his cold face. She could no longer cry, she just looked down at him, she could not believe that it was her doing that led to his untimely fate. She did not believe that she could have prevented this if she had just a little more courage.
Griff was just dumbfounded, in his young mind, he knew it would be better if he just did not talk at all, he knew that Kaori must've been grieving hard, and he knew that the less he whined, the faster they could get back to the plane.
Kaori took Mac's orange beanie, and put it on her head, she could not leave his final resting-place without a memento of him, and Griff took Mac's headphones and laced them around his neck. They began their trek back up the slope of the mountain in utter silence, no one was talking, no one looking at eachother, it was just they, the snow, and the silence that surrounded them.
Kaori just stared into the white blanket of snow that fell around them, until she could make a the shadow of something large in the distance, something that looked like a giant bird with a broken wing…it was the Heli-plane.
Griff was first to take off, running towards the plane in a full out sprint, tripping, falling, and sliding along the way. Kaori was coming up quickly,
Kaori was overjoyed, she could not belive it, she was going to get off of the island, she was going to be free, no more Pete, no more pain, she could forget about everything she had went through, but...she would never forget about Mac.
They both were at the door to the plane, Griff wrapped his hands around the handle and pulled, the door wouldn't budge, it was obviously frozen shut, Kaori kicked at it and the door cracked a little, but it was not enough to open the door.
"It won't open!" Griff whined, he wanted to get inside of the plane!
"O'course it wont..."
Kaori froze, dead silent in place...she turned around, she didnt even look up, she just looked at its knee...its...torn..bloody...hanging knee...
It was a miracle he had even walked this far, it was a miracle he had even gotten to them, it was a miracle his leg hasnt even fallen off
Miracles happen.
Kaori and Griff clung to eachother, there was nothing she could do, she had no gun, not strength, the only thing to back her up was a 12 year old boy who was sacred shitless. Pete had finally won, it was obvious that he had finally won this time.
Pete inched closer and closer he was obviously in pain, he didnt bother to talk, he wanted this to happen quick, he was done with what he had to say.
He just panted, his cold...blank stare..one hand on his axe..another on his wounded leg.
Griff did the only thing he could think to do, he threw his ball.
Pete knocked it away easily with the side of his axe, grinning. Griff gave up, Kaori was sobbing...they were closer the the edge of the mountain than they thought they were. Either way, they were about to die.
Pete walked between the propellar blades of the plane, he raised his axe, this was his moment, he would kill the girl, then the boy and chuck them over the edge, he would let the jagged rocks below do the rest of the work for him.
Or so he thought...
Something inside the plane whrred, the plane turned on, the three of them looked around scared, not sure what was happening...
Pete turned his head around to see what was going on, and the propellars began to spin!
One swipe took of Petes arm, another took of another, Pete screamed, watching his bloody stumps spray its contents all over Griff and Kaori, who looked just as shocked as he.
Pete fell to his knees, the propellars taking lops out of his shoulders and back, he screams in pain as chunks of his body flung everywhere, he tried to kneel into the snow..and it was all over...one clean slice too his head right off.
Pete's head soared over the both of them and down the ravine, they could hear it crack like a ripe melon on the ground below.
Kaori and Griff stood there, covered in blood...and peices.
"...He...is dead..." Kaori asked blanky, not too sure of what just happened.
Griff just nodded, he couldnt even try comprehend what happened.
Kaori and Griff, barely bending thier knees as they walked, headed back to the plane door...it opened easier than before.
The cockpit door was closed..the final resting place of Viggo...Kaori inched closer to it..inside all of the lights on the plane were on...the on board radio was heard blaring.
"We are on our way! I repeat, we are on our way! Sit tight!"
Kaori nudged the door open...a figure sat hunched over the controls...shivering...panting.
Kaori gasped, Griff was too mentally tired to make any motion.
Kaori looked.....at Psymon, wet, cold..and alive.
"....Didya...miss me?"
AN: Do you guys love me or what? Look out for the next chapter of Snow Gods(comming in late Novemeber/Early December)
You know the drill, read and review.