Finding Life In Death
Hello there… This story I guess is about… life… how it isn't fair and why things happen and that how do we know anything about it at all. It makes no sense and we just let it slip right past us. What happens after we die? Do we go to heaven? Do we get reborn again? Do we go nowhere? How do we know? When we die don't we all expect someone to show up and be ready to answer our questions? Well in this fiction… that guy doesn't show up.
Noodle's soft violet hair blowed gently across her pale Asian face. She opened her emerald green eyes and her pupils grew small from the sight before her. She smiled as she saw the view below her from the windmill. It was so peaceful and quiet. She stood up to her full height and walked to the edge of the floating island. She picked up a small flower and studied it well before she let it fly freely into the wind.
Summer don't know me
No more eager man, that's all
Noodle sat down on the edge and let her legs swing within the wind. She gazed out into the sunlight and clouds and enjoyed the cool breeze.
Summer don't know me
He just let me love, in my sea
Suddenly the sun had moved behind thick black clouds giving the sky a dull grey effect. Noodle looked around questionably and saw 2 black helicopters.
'Cos I do know lord
From you that
Just died, yeah
Noodle stared at them in horror as they let fire and starting shooting at the windmill. Noodle frantically ran inside the windmill and hid from the helicopters.
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Noodle huddled herself in a tight ball, her head buried in her knees. She lifted her melancholy face and crawled to the door and anxiously pushed it open.
Don't stop the buck
When it comes it's the dawn, you'll see
It was a disaster. The fresh green grass and colourful flowers were burnt and almost destroyed. The sun seemed to have disappeared completely and left black smoke heavily growing over the windmill. Noodle got to her feet and cautiously walked out thinking the helicopters had gone.
Money won't get there
Tens years pass tonight, you'll flee
Noodle looked around and suddenly the helicopters flew out from behind the windmill. She gasped and started slowly walking backwards, ready to run inside again.
If you do that
I'll be some
To find you
The helicopters bullets shot out again, Noodle dodging them narrowly before she ran back inside the windmill. She closed the door but the bullets followed her. She fled up the wooden stairs and ducked breathing heavily.
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord I'm fine
The impact from the shots damaged the stairs and they collapsed under Noodle. She fell a small distance on her back in the centre of the floor. Noodle slid a leg under the other and weakly pushed herself up off the ground.
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
The windmill was on fire. The 4 wooden blades still turning were alight and burning away at each spin they made. Their flames revealed more of the dark sky with the bright glow and the 2 helicopters hovering and watching every move on the island. Noodle peered out of the windmill.
I saw that day
Her precious windmill was being torn apart.
Lost my mind
It was starting to tip slightly.
Lord I'm fine
The windmill's wooden blades burned away to black crisps. The island stood still and was beginning to fall.
Maybe in time
Noodle faded into the inside of the windmill. She felt the windmill's slope and the sick falling sensation in the pit of her stomach.
You'll want to be mine
Noodle ran to the door and screamed in terror. She looked down into the sheer drop of a huge trench. Noodle grasped the sides of her door to keep herself standing. Noodle finally raised her arms to shield herself from the crash.
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
The windmill was falling through the sky at incredible speed, the helicopters right behind it. The windmill hit the trench and it blew up in fire and smoke. It exploded in the trench with Noodle inside it.
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
The helicopters lowered and checked to see any sign of movement.
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
The smoke cleared and no movement was made under the burned scraps of metal and wood. It was a wreck.
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
One helicopter opened a hatch from underneath it and it dropped a bomb.
Maybe in time
It fell into the trench.
You'll want to be mine
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A dark shadow lurked within the carpark, slowly making his way to his room. He thoroughly checked the area well and all of Kong for that matter. But nothing. The singer opened his door and mindlessly stepped in. He closed the door but kept it unlocked unless she would come in. The blue-haired vocalist fell backwards on his bed thinking about her. He was always thinking about her. He couldn't get her off his mind.
Noodle. Where was she? Where had she gone? She was only away to do the El Manana video but she hadn't been back in days. She never contacted them. He had nothing to do. He missed his little love so much. Damon and Jamie didn't answer his calls either. The windmill wasn't that far away. 2-D was going crazy. He lowered his eye lids and lay still on his bed thinking of all the good times they both had together.
His mind ached continuously and it felt like he hadn't had any sleep in days since she was gone. He hadn't had any food at all until Russel forced him to. 2-D had had way too many painkillers to function correctly and they weren't even helping. But still, the overdose soon led him to rest and put his mind at ease for the long night. But with his little sister gone, he couldn't fully rest. He just hoped she was ok.
"Where are ya Noodle… Where are ya?"
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The next morning 2-D awoke on his bed exactly where he fell asleep. He sat up and rubbed his eyes dazedly, trying to focus on where he was. He vividly remembered his dream, jumping ahead of reality all the time. It confused him. Black gaps in his memory where he hadn't had a clue what he had been doing. The tight hand around his mind had released its grip and let him think freely without pain.
5 days and nothing. She had to be back today. She just had to be or at least there had to be some news from her. Maybe she was in the living room right now. Maybe he wasn't dreaming… 2-D's eyes lit up with life. He hastily jumped out of his bed and ran to his bathroom. A lack of hygiene was involved in all depression. 2-D knew something was going on today. Right this minute even, or later. Something was going to happen.
The lanky vocalist had a quick cold shower before he went to get some new clean clothes. He chose faded light blue skinny jeans, black chucks and a large grey jacket with various logos upon it over his 'tazar yoot' green t-shirt. 2-D literally ran out of his room and carefully checked the carpark. Murdoc's Winnebago seemed deserted but some cars away from his, he saw Damon's. 2-D grinned happily and tried so hard to suppress the hysterical laughter. They were back! She was back! Noodle was back! 2-D ran as fast as his long skinny legs could carry him up the stairs. He kept tripping over the steps and almost broke his neck at least 3 times but he made it up a floor to the living room.
2-D slowed his pace till he was right in front of the door. He heard talking… but not Noodle talking… something wasn't right. All of a sudden 2-D felt fearful that she wasn't there. 2-D didn't want to see his band mates if she wasn't back yet. But he needed to know why Damon and Jamie were back and if Noodle was or wasn't. 2-D tried to focus on their talking but he couldn't interpret it in his mind, like it was a different language. He put his hand on the door knob, twisted it and opened it wide. He stared out to Murdoc, Russel, Damon and Jamie all seated on the couch looking at 2-D fearfully like he was going to hurt them. No Noodle. Only them.
"Where's Noodle?"
2-D asked calmly trying to stay as deadpan as possible. Damon showed the deep most sympathy and turned to face him.
"…Noodle… isn't here right now 'D"
"What do yer mean 'isn't here right now'?"
2-D stared testily at them all. Murdoc gulped nervously. Usually it was 2-D who was afraid of him but now it seemed that the tables were beginning to turn. He knew 2-D, especially, wouldn't take the news so well, as a matte of fact, not well at all. Jamie stood up and took a tape from a bag beside him. He cautiously walked towards the TV and bent down to the VCR.
"Sit down mate"
He mumbled to the singer. 2-D, having no idea what was going on quickly walked over to the couch where Russel and Murdoc shifted for a space. He sat down trying to avoid eye contact with his friends. What was the tape of? Was it the new video? Jamie put it in and walked back to his space on the couch.
"Maybe this will answer your question"
The screen blinked as it turned on and the clip was beginning to play… An extreme close up of Noodle's green left eye started the music video. She looked so happy and peaceful. Perfect for the video. Despite how beautiful Noodle was, 2-D kept a straight face but a smile in his head. He wouldn't show any emotion until he knew what was going on. He still had yet to see all of the video… and so he watched, singing the soothing soft lyrics in his mind.
Summer don't know me
No more eager man, that's all
Summer don't know me
He just let me love, in my sea
'Cos I do know lord
From you that
Just died, yeah
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Don't stop the buck
When it comes it's the dawn, you'll see
Money won't get there
10 years pass tonight, you'll flee
If you do that
I'll be some
To find you
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
El Manana
Gorillaz
The El Manana music video stopped. Jamie reached for the remote and switched off the TV. Everyone around 2-D stared at him worryingly waiting for a reaction. The vocalist bit his bottom lip to keep back the pain. The video was real. Noodle was gone.
"…'D?"
2-D still avoided their eye contact but he felt their eyes on him. He didn't want to be around them right now. He felt like he needed to be alone. Tears started to well in his eyes, making his vision blurry. Her scream and helpless face ran through his mind over and over again. How come no one helped her? Surely Damon or Jamie would have saved her? 2-D's gaze remained on the TV waiting for Noodle to come on and yell 'Jokes!', waiting for someone to lose control of their laughter and tell him he's so gullible. He was waiting for the sick prank to end.
"…Is this a joke?"
2-D choked out breathlessly. Murdoc shook his head depressingly and lowered his stare to the floor.
"Sorry mate"
He mumbled. 2-D slowly closed his eyes and buried his head in his hands. He sobbed quietly trying to hold it in but the tears escaped his hollow eyes. 2-D felt embarrassed but ashamed. Of course that windmill was a hazard and he should have known those helicopters were bad news! 2-D blamed himself repeatedly in his mind. He thought it was his fault that Noodle was dead. Noodle was gone forever, dead, lost, never to be seen again at the bottom of a trench buried with her windmill… or was she? 2-D began to groan and cry hysterically. Of course she was gone, no one, not even Noodle could survive that crash. Not even a super soldier could. 2-D felt someone pat him on the back sympathetically.
"There was nothin' we could do"
2-D stopped sobbing. They were there. Damon was there. Jamie was there. They both were there, weren't they? Couldn't they have helped her? Why didn't they? The pissed off singer wiped his hands down his face rubbing the tears away from his sore red raw eyes.
"You were there… you both were"
He whispered menacingly. 2-D turned and gazed threateningly at them.
"Stu… we couldn't have helped her, there… there was-"
"Save it"
He snapped at Jamie. The blue-haired pretty boy's dark eyes burned with agony and hatred. Everyone just froze and stared at him like he was mad. The thing is, he is mad.
"Noodle's not gone, she can't be. She's still out there… I know it"
"2-D! No one could survive that crash! Noodle is dead!"
"I don't believe it… I don't believe any of it!"
2-D was yelling at them in frustration and losing control of the volume of his voice. The real fight was between him and Damon while the others watched helplessly. Not entertained at all.
"She is gone Stu"
"No she isn't gone! She's not!"
"Yes she is"
"No she ISN'T!"
2-D screamed at him and losing control of his temper, 2-D stood up and punched Damon in the jaw roughly but hard. Damon, unprepared to be stuck was knocked sideways and off the couch to the floor from impact. He lay motionless on the ground. Russel gasped and stared at the enraged singer fearfully. They could get fired now but 2-D didn't care. The band was never going to last without the teen Jap guitarist that he cared for and loved for 5 years.
"…'D I think you should leave…"
2-D took a step towards the door and saw Damon flinch on the floor and breathe heavily. He stared down at him as he sat up. His mouth trickling blood down his chin. He stared back up at him with cold eyes. He didn't know 2-D could punch so hard. 2-D ignored him and continued walking to the door arrogantly. He stopped in the doorway and turned to face them once again.
"I'm goin' ter find her, whether anyone comes with me or not…"
2-D paused and waited for any volunteers. No one moved. They were all frozen solid like statues. 2-D scoffed and narrowed his eyes dangerously, not regretting that punch he gave Damon. 2-D felt that he deserved it. It was only a pity he didn't have the strength to break his jaw. As far as the singer knew, Jamie and Damon were the bastards in the helicopters who killed Noodle. 2-D stared coldly at them all individually.
"… I'm fuckin' done with all of yer"
And with that, 2-D walked out the door. His back arched forward, his fists clenched, his mind aching and a face that would scare a grown man into an insane asylum for years. But still, he had hope. It was the only thing he could depend on. But what if she was stuck or lost? What if she was dying? 2-D wiped more wet tears from his face at the thought of his little sister suffering. He walked to the lift and pushed the button. 2-D turned back tearfully hoping that someone would come with him. But no. He was on his own.
The lift opened with it's usual greeting and 2-D slowly stepped in still interpreting what had just happened. He went down to the 1st floor. He was going to find Noodle and he was going to bring her home… alive. The lift doors opened and the singer ran to the carpark. He spotted his blue convey and got his keys from his jacket pocket. He approached his pathetic excuse as a car and opened the door and got in. He had no idea where the windmill was exactly but he guessed it would be somewhere around the Feel Good Inc. tower. 2-D started the engine on his car and hit the pedal hard, the car screaming out of Kong Studios past the graveyard and landfill and onto the road. 2-D sighed deeply. It was going to be a long drive.
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Only 20 minutes had passed and nearly everything he saw reminded him of Noodle. He was almost crying continuously and every tear he shed left a red stain upon his pale cheeks. He still couldn't believe the windmill had fallen. He was going insane and incredibly lonely. It felt like he had been completely cut off from the world over the last few days. He had to find her. He speeded down the highway, way over the limit and far out into the mountains and trenches of Essex where he would find Noodle.
2-D mentally sighed and cringed. It was not a very bright morning with the thick white clouds blocking the sunlight. It was as frosty as ever and the fog was unbelievable. It was so thick in some places that you couldn't even see an inch in front of your nose. But despite every distraction available, 2-D kept going. He would never give up until he found her. Until he found his little love.
"C'mon Noods! Where are ya? I know yer out there but where?"
She isn't out there, she's dead
"No she isn't! There is still a chance!"
You mean the 8 million to 1 chance? Oh! Oh yeah! That really is hope! She's awright! She's just fine! Please…
"Shut up! She is ok and I will find her!"
Christ… 'I'll find her' mate, you can barely find yer painkillers!
"I know where my painkillers are!"
Yeah, right, sure, whatever
"I will find Noodle, I know I will. I have to"
Why? Do you love her?
"What? No! I mean-"
Is she your girlfriend?
"I love Noodle as a little sister, a daughter even but I'm not some kind of creepy sick pervert!"
Now why don't I believe that?
"Look… I will. Noodle is a super solider. She can survive anything, that was what she was trained for"
Super solider or not, no one could survive that blaze. You saw the tape!
"But she would have! Noodle is special! She survived Del!"
…uh … Del wasn't a windmill
"You know what I mean!"
Face it mate, Noodle is dead!
"No"
Yes!
"No"
Yes!
"No!"
YES!
"NOOOO!"
2-D yelled in frustrated anger. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth and his hands gripped the wheel tightly and unexpectedly, 2-D jerked it to the right. 2-D opened his eyes in fright at realising he had just crossed lanes. 2-D looked up shockingly. He gasped and with the blink of an eye, his car collided with another.
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