Don't you all love it when I get bored and have nothing else to do but write chapters?
also..
CAN YOU SAY FOUR DAY WEEKEND! WHHHEEEEE! -dances- i got four days off! i got four days off!
REVIEW ANSWER TIME! GATHER 'ROUND!
..the good stuff...
jemima aslana: (love your name)i know Cooper ain't real. and i know i don't need a muse to write. But it's amusing. and i like Cooper. he's nice. and that reminds me... -cocks gun and is suddenly in navy garb- I'M COMING BUDDY! and yeah, i find myself wishing I was her as well... why do i do these things to myself?
JennMel: being truthful, it was your review that got me into the mood to get another chapter up. I was sitting there, being the doleful little comp addict i am, and realised, i wasn't DOING anything. I was sitting here. STARING. Then I checked Email and remembered I need to get my ass moving on this story or Jennmel, Ed's Tomato, Toadmorty, Gremblin, Jujube111, and everybody else would moidalise me. So yah. TANKS! You saved mah pathetic ARSE!
cough, anywho. THE WHOLE REASON my writers block suddenly went BYE BYE, was because I went to the movies. YES YES... THE MOVIES... I saw Chicken Little, AND Dreamer. And suddenly, my brain perked up and i said to myself. 'OMFG! I KNOW WHAT TO DO!' I then proceeded to burst from my seat and splash the row in front of me with ice cold sprite and run from the theatre to my computer.
Cooper: or so she would have liked to.
YOU'VE RETURNED TO ME! -glomps-
cooper: GET HER OFFA ME!
Disclaimer: I don't own Toad or the Brotherhood. Only Kailen, Serah, T.A.M.A., and Arabella!
Serah
I'm finally going insane... Ok brain, ha ha ha! Enough is enough! Please stop trying to give me a heart attack!
click
As the click sounded, a light cut through the inky blackness until it shown across me, half splayed out on the floor with my wrist's chained to the stone wall. I cringed, it's been a while since I saw light. It hurt my eyes. I squinted. Was he really there? Or just a thug coming to check up on me? "Serah!" I stared right into the light. I must have looked like a deer in the middle of the road. Staring. "Serah! It's me!" I blinked, blinded for a moment. Then I groaned. "Get that flashlight out of my eyes." He shifted it to the other hand. Another moment of darkness. Then a clang. And the bars slid away. He stepped in and pulled me to my feet. "Are you ok?" "What?" "Are you alright?" he sounded really nervous. But I was fine. I think... "Yeah, yeah i'm alright.. Just, starving, and tired, and, really in need of a shower. I looked him up and down in the dim light. Clothes were different, and I could see a small bulge around his middle where the bullet wound had been fixed up better and looked like it didn't hurt one bit.
I smiled at the fact he was ok. "You don't look alright." "Why do you say that?" He frowned. "Wot have they done to you?" I frowned as well. "Nuthin. Thats just it. Nothing." I grinned weakly and collapsed against him, burying my face in his shoulder. "I missed you..." His arms wrapped around my back. "I know. I know." He paused. "You gonna be ok, love?" "Yeah yeah, just get me a burger and i'll be fine. M'starving..." I saw him crack a grin. "I'm glad your ok..." "Takes alot more then pitch black cells, and no food to get me." He let me slide to the ground and did the same thing he had done with the bars to get off the shackles. But I was too out of it to notice what. Soon though, I was standing again, and free of the restraints. I rubbed my wrists. He dug into his pocket, and pulled out an apple. "'Ere." I smiled. "You are god." He grinned. I bit into the apple and felt the juice slip through my teeth and tongue. My mouth had been so dry. The apple didn't last long. But I felt unimaginably better. Like the apple had given me life. My brain felt more, well, let's say sane. I blinked, and threw my arms around his neck. "Thanks..." "Anytime." I kissed him. I heard a crackle.
Toad? Toad hurry up! You only have 10 minutes left! Get her out of there!
I pulled away. "Mystique?" He pulled a radio from his belt. "'Ey, I got 'er. Were coming out now!" He clipped it back into place and pulled me out of the room. "Come on..." He pulled me up a narrow flight of stone stairs and into a dark room. The only light came from a single window. "This way..." he scaled a wall and I followed right on after him. It felt amazing to stretch my muscles. I was full of energy! I felt like jumping down doing a few stretches then running around the world. It was like I had spent a lifetime in that cell instead of a few days. Like a wrongly convicted man suddenly free. I almost squealed with joy. But I stayed smart, and crawled along the ceiling with Mort in silence, only, with a manic grin plastered on my features. I looked below, glancing at the scientists and thugs working round the clock to please the man who had kidnapped us. We paused, the ducked through a doorway quickly. No one noticed us. I breifly saw one man double-take, but he shook his head and went on with his work. But soon, we had found a storeroom, and had leapt down the garbage chute, just as we had last time. Only this time, we were both prepared.
I rolled into a ball as we sped down through the building and spilled out onto the ground below, we both landed, crouched. I jumped up, going about three feet above Mort's head. I giggled spastically and hugged him tightly. "Sorry. Sugar rush from no food." He laughed. "Good, cause we got a bit of running to do." "What do you mean?" He winked. "I called up th' Brotherhood, i'll explain later. Now c'mon." He pulled me towards the tree-line, and I followed him quickly.
"Mind telling me what's going on?" "Tha' woman, Arabella, tha' helped us earlier? She gave us a bomb. She had Mystique plant it in there before I went to get you." he grinned sadistically. "Building go boom. Jeremy's plan goes up in smoke." "Jeremy? Arabella? You got some 'splainin' to do!" He laughed loudly. "I know! Don't worry!" There was a noise. Very much like a small scream. And then...
KABOOOOMM!
The building behind us, exploded in a fiery crash of screams for help.
Toad
Th' explosion wos bigger then I thought it wos gonna be. Now, a plume of smoke was following us. We raced to try and outrun it. But it wos just getting closer and closer. I jumped behind a log and pulled Serah down with me. "DUCK!" We huddled behind it as the cloud of dust, debris, and fire plowed over us. I felt my hair get singed as I pulled Serah down lower behind th' log. I could hear the roaring fire above us as th' cloud slowly began to dissapate.
It felt like forever, before we attempted to look up. Trees were burnt and th' once green surroundings were now blackened. Serah looked sadly at th' destruction. I knew why. This looked horrible. Who knew how many animals had died or been hurt in tha'. She smiled lightly. "This is ok." "Wot?" "It'll grow back right? Better then before." "How d'you figure tha'?" "A while back, when I was twelve, a car caught on fire in front of our house. It burned the front of the lawn and it was black and dead." she paused. "But after a few weeks, the grass grew back greener then before." She turned to me and smiled widely. "This will just be bigger and better." I hadn't known tha' about fire. Tha' it's actually good for th' plants after a little while. I grinned. "C'mon. Let's get back to th' others." "Right."
Authors P.O.V. (( A/N: FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME! ))
Deep in the rubble and still burning building of T.A.M.A., something stirred. It shook and rattled. It's bones shifting and meshing back together. But what could be fixed on the inside, was not so on the outside. It grew up from the rock and cinder of the demolished place and stared in the direction Serah and Mort had gone. The skin around it's face and jaw was almost totally torn or burnt off. Leaving it a permanant skeletal grin on it's grizzled face. The rest of it's skin was peeling or dripping from it's body from the heat of the flames that still flickered around it. It's eyes, once pitless entities, were now gone. Leaving only sockets. Wisps of brown hair clung to it's head, and it's clothes were torn.
It's bony hands clung to the concrete, crawling from the grime and death. It lifted itself onto it's feet and started in the same direction of the helicopter.
The mutant called Jeremy was alive once more. And this time, he wanted one thing.
Blood on his mutilated hands.
WOW. I never knew I could get so DARK.
hehe... fun fun.
i like doing it in my point of veiw. i need to do that more often. hehe...
ANYWAYS... hope youse alls like this chap. I dunno.. it seems rather short to me. Oh well. Theres better stuff to come so don't worry.
Mostly, after the coming fight with Jeremy, there will be one or two chaps that have to deal with personnal crud. Mostly Kailen learning his place, more Morty Serah fluff. -shrugs-
damnit... i was so HYPER writing Serah's bit.. now i'm all dead and lame... -dies-
i need more gatorade..
my back hurts...
i'm tired...
i complain too much...
later peeps! Bedtime!
PEACE!
-Blitzy
P.S. Still wondering about that new Username. I'm leaning towards Metalworks... Or Blitzy something... I dunno.. i'm too dead to think...