Chapter VII: Falses And Lies
By EclipseKlutz
Key: {Word} = In the future
The doctor had wandered these hallways many times before; they didn't scare him… well, not anymore. He used to fear the screams and waves of angst he gained every time he lost a patient, but three and a half decades of it makes a person go cold…
But what he saw as he turned the corner and walked into the hospital room with the cot, made his blood run as cold as his emotions.
He remembered the girl the three boys had brought in, already a bloody and distressed corpse. He'd been suspicious, their story had an odd edge to it- it didn't seem right. He thought they'd been the murderers but staring into the room now only one word could cover any of it… one word could explain it: supernatural.
The walls were coated in thin layers of dripping blood, the room felt like a meat cart, and the three boys… they were gone. The only occupant was the corpse, but it wasn't right… nothing was…
That was when the eyes opened.
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"What's taking her so long?" Hunter demanded under his breath, tapping his foot impatiently as he leaned against his car. "I knew girls took forever, but this is ridiculous."
Rolling his eyes, Hunter made his way over to a pop machine near the bathrooms. A minute later it had spit out his dollar maybe fifteen times, and he was getting extremely annoyed with it.
That was when distorted and muffled sounds of thrashing and shouting drifted from the girl's bathroom. Narrowing his eyes, and happy he didn't live anywhere near this area, he strode in, figuring the worst that could happen was… well, he decided he didn't want to think about it.
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{Here he was… But it didn't seem right. Not right at all. Running a hand through his slightly spiked dark brown hair, he gazed intently out at the ocean from where he stood on the cliff.
To jump, or not to jump?
The breeze came then, and tussled with his red-colored attire. He hadn't changed, even when Dustin… Dust, had started wearing black claiming he was "mourning for the end".
But the end wasn't coming.
He tilted his head back. The world was falling apart in front of him, and there was nothing he could to about it other then watch what he thought was reality being torn to bits. Pieces big enough that when nightmares corporealized they could take large bites out of it, and leave humanity left with crumbling chinks to attempt to cure.
"But you can't fix things that aren't broken, it doesn't work that way."
He grimaced, what was she doing in his head with one of her crazy quotes? That was from the last time he had seen her… his last attempt to be rid of her. It was her fault, none of this would've happened if she hadn't come along and brought trouble to their lives.
If it had been up to him, she'd have been gone long before she arrived- he should've known she was trouble from her first impression. But Dustin had seemed to grow fond of her, and Cam acted as though he didn't mind her presence- a person who could help him figure out how to work the Gamecube system Shane had made him buy.
But standing here now, kicking at various assorted rocks, Shane knew it had all been a mistake… or an act. Every one he knew was gone… Sensei, Tori, Cam, and Dustin had disappeared recently- after his last visit with her.
To jump…
…To end his problems…
…All of them.
This time he didn't try to counter the thoughts. It was all over anyway, and his belief of fighting to the end had fallen a long time ago. Closing his eyes and taking a heavy, shuddering breath he stood back and ran at the ledge…
…And fell.}
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"I told you, I don't have anything to give you!" Tori shouted at her attacker as she found herself backed up against the wall with a knife dangerously close to her throat.
Her attacker put on a mock frown and informed her (or rather hissed at her), "Oh well, no use for you then."
The cold metal of the blade was now pressed hard against her throat, so that if she moved she'd kill herself- same thing if she talked.
"Hey!" Hunter shouted upon entering the bathroom, "What'd she do this time?"
Tori's attacker turned her attention from her victim and tossed Hunter a flirty smile, "You are aware this is a girl's rest room?"
"Very much so," Hunter nodded, hoping that the three of them were the only one's in there… if not, there'd be hell to pay. "Now, how about you put her down? If it's money your after…"
He trailed off, to give her the impression that he was actually going to pay her. 'As if,' he thought smugly, only if he had to- which would be severely disappointing, after all, he was a ranger and paying for someone's life? Out of the question.
"Yes, it is," the attacker frowned in an attempt to appear innocent, "I'm poor and broke and need money to stay alive."
"Then return the out-of-date out fit," Tori said in a biting tone, "What are you? A huge Distillers-want to-be, or just a groupie?"
Hunter glanced at her. There was something in the way she said, and in her expression that seemed to say this was the real Tori talking, not the one that had bounced into her head because of an explosion.
The Distillers groupie glared at her, pressing the knife harder against her flesh- not yet breaking through the skin, but close enough to that it hurt.
But she had diverted her attention from Hunter. Mistake… He sent a blow at her head, and she wavered for a moment before turning to him looking a bit pissed off.
"It'll take more than that to take me down, pretty boy," she snarled, kicking him in the shins- missing her actual target.
Hunter shrugged, and hit her again, this time on her jawbone with enough force to break it. She seemed a little dizzy for a few moments, before she crumpled ungracefully to the tiled floor.
"I normally don't like hitting girls," Hunter commented, kicking her lightly in the arm to move her away from a stray piece of toilet paper that was clinging to one of the tiles near the place where her head was, "But the Distillers sort of sound like guys… so there should be an exception there."
Tori coughed suddenly, rubbing her throat. A dark shadow in her eyes representing the fact that she was lacking appreciation for being cornered. "Ridiculous…" she glanced up at him and slapped him hard across the face, "Jerk." With that she walked passed him.
"What'd you do that for?" Hunter demanded, grabbing her arm and spinning her to face him.
"Falses and lies."
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"Swirling, crawling… nothing real… all falling!" the doctor shouted.
The nurse that had been his partner for many years pressed a finger to her lips, unable to figure out what had made the sanest guy alive go crazy. But they had all seen the room. He'd been shouting like mad, calling them to it.
As the team had tried to take the corpse away, the doctor had been shouting… trying to tell them she wasn't dead. That she was watching them, waiting for them to save her.
But she hadn't been breathing for the past hour.
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A/N: Hah! I'm ending here so I can post this.
Veronica: Sorry for the confusion… it makes sense to me, but I'm the writer so its supposed to… I'll try to clear that up. Anything getting clearer now in this chapter?
Golden Arrow: Ecto plasm? Okay… yeah, she'll be gone soon, but she still has a purpose… And are you happy with the way the bathroom-attacker-person-thing turned out?
Me: Thanks ^-^
Raven: More thanks
Surfgurl1: Sorry, but this a Hunter/Tori pairing.
CamFan: *Shudders*… no killing Cam… okay, just once… but it's all fixed…?
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