AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have strayed far from the path of my original destination.
DISCLAIMER: Symphrum's Red Holy Wine of Circumcision, I don't own Starfox!
"What are you doing, Jason?"
"Shut up, Katt! The Goddess told me to do this!"
Robert and his sister, Brandy, were cowering in the corner of a room, with Jason pointing his gun at them.
"Please don't…!" pleaded Robert's sister.
Jason pulled the trigger and fired a bullet right into poor Brandy's head. She fell limp from Robert's arms.
"NOOOOO!" Robert yelled. Jason fired into Robert. Robert's shoulder jerked back twice then once in the other. He fell unconscious.
"And, now Katt." He pointed the gun at her.
"Jason…" Katt muttered, sadly.
Suddenly, some cops busted through a door. "Freeze!" All four guns drawn at Jason.
"You did this, Katt?"
Katt opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything, paralyzed by fear.
"You could have been saved, too." Jason held the gun under his chin and…
"Ahhh!" Robert bolted upright. He looked around, frantically. He found his mom lying next to him on his right, his dad on his left, sound asleep. He checked himself the bullet wounds were still there, but not bleeding.
"Mom, what are you and Dad doing in my bed," Robert asked her, shaking her awake.
His mom rubbed her eyes, "Honey, are you okay?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"You were screaming in your sleep. It sounded like you were in pain."
Robert lay back down. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
In the morning, Robert woke again, his dad still sleeping next to him. He got out of bed. Lately, he hasn't been able to think of anyone, but his Aunt Kathryn. He had to see her.
He jumped down the stairs and bounded into the kitchen, where his grandmother was cooking some breakfast, and his twin baby cousins, drinking their formulas. His Aunt Carla, Katt's sister, was sitting at the table. "Aunt Carla, where's the phonebook?"
"In that drawer, there, Hon," she pointed behind her with her thumb.
"Thanks." He pulled open the drawer and took the book. He opened it on the table. She said she was staying with a Fox McCloud.
The dream scene may have been rushed. Oh, well.
I'd like to make a promo, if you like to read good stories, read Fenrir Hellfyre's story, Chronicles of a Redhaired Madman, or Sol-Ratcht Saporro's, A Dance With A Certain Wolf. Both ought to be something good to read.
Responses to reviews of the prior chapter.
Fenrir Hellfyre: AHH! Put me out!
Lombaxworship: Eay, I garee. His si s grood strio!
Silver Meta Dragon: P
Sol-Ratcht Saporro: …whoa.
Best Jester: Chapter five is already out. In fact, so is six.
Lone Wolf's Darkness: I don't know. You tell me.