Death
Part 1- the revaltion
Tim struggled to fight off the little critters swarming all over him but they dragged him into some perverse dog pile. He waved his arm around violently and brushed against a weapon of some kind lying on the floor, a metal pole or something. He tried to batter the things on him and succeeded in getting his weapon into the pile so he could prise the little monsters off him.
He stood up, breathing heavily and readied himself for the next assault. A Child launched itself up in the air and Tim thrusted the weapon at it, impaling it on its pointed end.
Some kind of spear….
He swung the Child around and hit another, dislodging the first one from the weapon. He walked backwards, whacking any Child foolish enough to come near him with the spear.
Also works like a staff….
The Children were all over him, some jumping and some crawling towards him, making crying noises. One monster hooked onto his shoulder and dragged him down. He speared it and thwacked another monster coming up behind him.
Cant keep this up forever, head to the door!
The Children were crawling up through holes in the floor, every one he killed was replaced by at least three more.
Tim ran for the door and sighed in relief when he found it wasn't locked. He stumbled into the next room and saw that the Gray Children wouldn't leave the darkness. They just stood at the threshold of the door, as if waiting for Tim to go back in.
As if…..
"Turn around" said a voice from behind him.
He turned around.
Petty Officer John Shankman stood behind him holding a silenced pistol. Tony stood behind Shankman.
"Don't shoot me please." said Tim.
"I wont shoot you" Said Shankman. He talked in a crisp, high class British accent, similar to Anthony Stewart Head.
" Why did you bring us here?" Asked Tim, strangely unsurprised that he was talking to a ghost.
" I brought you here to help me. You see, I killed myself because I was being pursued by my demons. Death… wasn't the release I'd hoped it was going to be."
Tony was humming a tune to himself, sort of hypnotised or semi-conscious.
"Why are your demons in the form of kids?"
" This is the problem now my friend, the reason I brought you two here"
Leon stepped into T shaped room that was covered in icy water, ankle height, he could see a man shrouded in darkness.
" My brother Robert was a child abuser. Not a rapist though, but a killer. He kidnapped children and burnt them, sometimes he left them tied to radiators to die of dehydration. I don't know what he had against kids…"
" Who's there?" Leon called.
There was a low rumbling sound from the man, like a small motor engine…. Like….Like….
"His oldest victim was seventeen. My son. I knew about the murders for a while. Saw headlines of child disappearances in the papers… But that was the last straw…"
…. Like a chainsaw left idle with the engine running.
"I shot him with this pistol." he held up the silenced pistol. " With his last breath he begged me to keep his terrible secret…."
Leon dared not approach the mysterious man. His foot brushed against something floating in the water. Two boxes of shotgun shells . Leon loaded the shotgun with one box and pocketed the other 7 shells.
'14 shells now….' he thought.
The man spoke-
"I kept his secret. Now the demons taunt me in the forms of the kids who's murders I let go unsolved… The only way to save me is…"
" I AMMM DEEEAAATH" He grumbled.
Leon chambered a round in his shotgun.
" Time for death to die" he said.
The man/monster growled.
" You have to kill my brothers spirit and the demon representing my son. Then my soul will be freed. I'm not ordering you to do this, I could let you go back to your world. But….Please help me..."
There was a look of sadness in his eyes.
Tim Sighed.
" I'll do it!" he said loudly.
John smiled.
A spotlight fell on "Death". he was a 7 foot tall man with a chainsaw nailed to his left arm. In his right hand was a silenced pistol. "Death" was covered with blood and black veins ran through his body like some kind of corruption eating at him.
" I AMMM DEEEAAATH!" It screamed.
Death revved up his chainsaw and ran at Leon waving it in the air and screaming like a homicidal maniac.
Part 2-Death must die.
Death thrusted his chainsaw out at Leon.
Leon jumped to the side and smashed his arm painfully against the wall. Death raised the saw again and brought it down. Luckily, the saw got suck in the wall just before it came down on Leon's head. Leon ran around behind Death and blasted him with another shotgun round. Dark blue blood trickled down the puncture wounds the shrapnel caused.
Death gave a roar and pointed his pistol at Leon. Leon ran around the corner just as death fired his gun, hitting the wall and spraying Leon with plaster. Leon spluttered out the plaster in his mouth and fell back against a metal grille wall. The sound of running water behind the grille was drowned out by the chainsaw revving to life again.
Death skulked around the corner.
Chk-chk!
KER-BLAM!
The shotgun blast hit Death in the head, messing up the features on his face, turning it into a twisted blue mass with little blood bubbles popping from where the mouth was.
Death screamed like a maniac again and hit Leon with the side of the chainsaw.
Leon smashed against the grille and it made a high creaking noise.
Its weakening….
Leon fell over into the freezing water, dazed from being smashed into the grille and rolled out of the way as Death plunged his saw into the ground.
Chk-chk!
KER-BLAM!
Death was blown sideways , his saw pulling a huge chunk of plaster as it was pulled out of the ground.
Chk-chk!
5 shells left in the gun, 7 in my pocket…
KER-BLAM!
He fired at the grille, obliterating it and jumped into knee-height water in some kind of sewer tunnel.
" damn!" he yelled when he touched the water. It was cold and it slowed him down.
It was dark in the room and all the lights in the hall they were in a few seconds ago went out. Leon could barely make out Death in the makeshift doorway were the grille was. Leon heard a splash and sloshing noises.
" Shit!"
He swung the shotgun around but Death was nowhere to be seen.
Something big swam past his leg.
Oh no.
Suddenly, Death busted up out of the water a couple of meters away from Leon. He screamed again and waved his chainsaw in the air.
Leon didn't have time to shoot him and he sliced at him, luckily missing his head but slicing his stomach. Leon fell forward and put his hand on the gash. It hurt like hell but no guts were hanging out and he didn't think it hit any organs.
Death submerged again.
Chk-chk!
I'm ready this time bitch…
Leon looked around and Death jumped up out of the water. Leon fired the shotgun but the recoil somehow made the pain in his stomach worse and he slipped and went under water. He couldn't open his eyes in the water just in case there were chemicals in it or something.
I'm screwed! He thought as his head broke the surface and he opened his eyes. Death was standing before him and it pistol whipped him into unconsciousness.
He woke up in a giant coliseum. In each row there were burning children sitting as an audience , all he could hear was his own breathing and the crackling of the flames around the children. His shotgun was hanging in front of him at the end of a chain. He looked up and saw about twenty dead children and adults hanging from rusty chains with hooks. Two double doors leading out of the coliseum opened and death walked in, revving his chainsaw. This time he had no pistol.
"I AAAMMMM DEEEEAAATH" It said again.
"Yeah, I got that" Said Leon.
He reached out and grabbed the shotgun but it slipped out of his grasp and the chain ascended into the ceiling.
Shit!
Death signalled with his hand and four chains flew down from the ceiling.
" What! Hey- What're you doing to me!"
Two chains hooked into Leon's shoulders.
"AYaaAAAGH!"
The other two hooked into his legs.
They began pulling him up a few metres off the ground.
Still in arms length of Death.
Death walked over to a Child and impaled it on his chainsaw, somehow this made his arm catch fire. He discarded the Child and walked slowly towards Leon, flaming arm outstretched. Then he started laughing.
Oh no! He's the one who killed those kids before they became little monster thingies!
He's going to burn me the way he burned them!
Death reached towards Leon. Leon gasped as he felt the sores from the fire stinging and he started sweating as much in terror as from the heat.
Leon tried to struggle but the hooks just dug into him.
"buuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrnnnnnnnnnn" Death rasped.
Leon closed his eyes and awaited the end.