Edit: Winter break isn't over till you go to sleep
It's 1 in the morning someone stop me
Okay, NOW SUPER AWESOME MEGA DRUMROLL!
LAST CHAPTER! Real excited. :3
READ AND ENJOY. :D
Though idk… There MIGHT be an epilogue…;) Maybe. Idk…
If you can't tell, I'm watching Doctor Who as I'm writing this…xD
"Well. It's possible to take out the "hopelessly" from "hopelessly impossible," I suppose." Stalker Siddeley pondered aloud. "I must say I'm impressed. You've made it this far."
"But?" Holley asked, expecting him to go on.
"But let's see if you can finish it." Stalker Siddeley taunted with a cruel grin.
"Nothing's impossible, just highly unlikely." Stacy recited.
"I'm not even going to bother." Finn told Stacy with a sigh.
"It works for this." Stacy innocently tried convincing him.
"Alright, then, smart one," Stalker Siddeley addressed sarcastically. "If it's just "highly unlikely" you'll stop me, how are you going to do it?"
Stacy opened her mouth to reply, but no sound came out. "Uh-h-h-h…" She breathed.
Stalker Siddeley smiled.
Stacy pursed her lips. "I mean—this might do something," She suggested, kicking the machine with her foot.
"How is that going to do anything?" Stalker Siddeley asked.
"Cammie?" Stacy asked not taking her eyes off Stalker Siddeley.
"Yeah?" She answered.
"I'm just gonna assume you know how to take it from here?" She hoped.
"I..." Cammie flinched. Yes, I do. She wanted to say. She wanted to be a hero like Siddeley had been. Finn told her how he had sacrificed himself for his friends, but she wasn't like Siddeley. Siddeley was fun, and silly, and brave, and she was... Just Cammie. Nerdy, cowardly, Cammie.
"No, she doesn't." Stalker Siddeley told them. "She's nothing. She's just a coward just like her brother!" He taunted once more, shooting something out of his hand, knocking Cammie over.
"Cammie!" A muffled cry exclaimed before the world faded to black.
To Cammie's surprise, the world faded back in. It wasn't the world Cammie was used to, not exactly. No, Cammie was somewhere else. She didn't know where she was.
"Oh, Mum," Cammie heard. "I'm just not brave enough to be a pilot. I'm too scared." Siddeley told a beautiful woman with brown hair and dark chocolate eyes. With a gasp, Cammie realized she had the same eyes as her and Siddeley. Cammie was looking at her mother, and her mother was holding a baby with curly black hair.
This can't be my memory, I was way too young to... Is this Siddeley's memory? She realized. But how?!
Stalker Siddeley is part of Siddeley, that's right. That means they share some memories which means when Stalker Siddeley zapped me or whatever, I...
"Oh, Siddeley," Cammie's mother smiled. "Courage isn't the absence of fear, it's the strength to fight in spite of it."
"Cammie!" Cammie opened her eyes to see Holley leaning over her with a worried look on her face. She breathed a sigh of relief.
Cammie stood up. She wasn't sure how that memory had gotten into her head, but she was pretty sure her mother had just given her the only advice she ever could.
"Stacy," she began. "I do know how to take it from here."
Stacy grinned at her. "Sweetness. That… Means we aren't gonna die, right?"
"Well, I sorta do, anyway." Cammie added.
"…still sweet, I… Guess we can die trying." Stacy changed her mind, clapping her hands together and keeping them there.
"Stacy!" Holley let out an exasperated sigh.
"Okay, we might live." She rephrased. "I mean, I trust Cammie."
Finn sighed—again.
"Are you done?" Stalker Siddeley asked, sounding a bit bored.
"Nope!" Stacy grinned at him.
"Well, neither am I." Stalker Siddeley dramatically raised his arms.
"That's Stacy for you." Holley whispered to Cammie. "Fights most fear with humor. Doesn't always have the best results, does it?" She added as Stalker Siddeley started generating black lightning in his hands.
"Nope." Cammie agreed. "I'm gonna guess she doesn't think too many things through."
"Just about summed her up."
"Scary lightning? Is that all you got?" Stacy asked.
"Stacy…" Finn sighed. "You're going to get yourself killed."
"Here she goes again..." Holley quietly observed in a sing-song voice.
"Oh, I remember, you're the annoying one." Stalker Siddeley rolled his eyes.
"Three, two, one..." Holley counted down, and Stacy got struck by the lightning and was forced against the back wall.
"Spot on." Cammie congratulated. "Uh, is she okay?"
"Alright, you're on your own. You were asking for that." Finn shook his head.
"Yeah." Stacy coughed. "Probably could'a thought that through a little more..." She groaned.
"You think?" Cammie put her hands on her hips.
"Stacy's out. Peace." She moaned struggling to stay conscious.
"There she goes," Holley observed as she drifted off.
"Anyway," Finn turned back to Stalker Siddeley.
"Right." Stalker Siddeley grinned, then zapped Finn, who in turn, was blasted against the wall next to Stacy.
"What'd you do that for?!" Holley demanded.
"I think I remember telling you: "Hopelessly impossible"." He answered with that crooked, evil grin of his.
Holley was zapped out, followed by Patrick.
"Oh, no," Cammie breathed before she was sent flying back into the wall next to her friends.
…
"Where are we?" Holley asked. Cammie looked around. They were… Nowhere. It was white all around.
"Oh my God," Cammie realized. "He's doing it!"
"Doing what?" Stacy asked.
"He's inside our heads!" She exclaimed.
"What?!" Patrick nervously glanced around.
Somewhat close to Finn and Stacy, who were standing next to each other, a man appeared. Both Finn and Stacy turned to look at him. He had a scar over his right eye and had dark brown—almost black—eyes.
"No!" Stacy screamed, not bothering to hide the panic in her voice that she had been too proud to reveal before. "No, you're dead!" She staggered a good few steps back, clinging to Finn's arm. Finn didn't protest—he took a few steps back, as well in shock. The man laughed sinisterly and took a step closer, retrieving a knife from inside his coat. Stacy stared at it in horror and clutched her arm.
"Finn, I-I forgot to tell you..." Stacy gasped. "He was in the room before… Everything else was."
"Oh my God—I think I know how he kills you!" Patrick spoke up. Everyone—minus Stacy, who was still paralyzed by the sight of the man with the scar—looked over at him.
"It-it's like that show I watched with my dad once," he began. "Two of these people were trapped in this place—well, it wasn't really a place, they were unconscious but stuck in this place with all these clown things, um..."
"Pat, get to the point." Cammie hurried along.
"Right. Well, anyway, people trapped there would die. The clown things would chop their heads off, but it wasn't real, so they couldn't figure out how it was possible."
"Okay, so how was it possible?" Holley asked, getting impatient.
"They scared them to death." He concluded.
"That makes sense!" Cammie suddenly gasped after a moment of silence.
"So clever." Stalker Siddeley's disembodied voice spoke. "Such a shame I'm going to kill you."
"By scaring us to death? Didn't you already try that with the doors?" Finn was angry.
"Oh, Finn McMissile. Finn Christopher McMissile. Everyone thinks you fear nothing."
"Finn, don't let him get to you!" Cammie exclaimed.
"Such a dark past, so many lost people. First there were your parents..." Stalker Siddeley began to list as Finn's parents, looking like ghosts, appeared. Stacy recognized his father.
"Oh, no, wait a moment..." He pretended to think. "It was your whole family." He said as the rest of Finn's family appeared. "And what happened to them?" He asked as the man close to him and Stacy disappeared and reappeared near his family, who vanished.
"And then there was sweet little Abigail..." He mocked as a pretty, young woman appeared with a smart, smiling face. "What happened to her, again?" he asked as she vanished, as well.
"Finn? Who…?" Holley asked what Stacy didn't have the courage to, at the moment.
"And then there was Leland, of course. Poor, little, useless Leland."
"No, don't you dare call Leland useless!" Finn yelled at him.
"Oh, but he was, wasn't he?" he asked.
"No!" Finn shouted.
"Yes, he was… Then, then there was Siddeley. Oh, poor, poor Siddeley." Stalker Siddeley grinned as they saw Siddeley's lifeless body lying on the counter of the café with Mater watching over him—just like he promised he would.
The image disappeared. "Let's see. Who else do you care about? Ah, right… I guess there's your new assistant. The charming Ms. Shiftwell, the one who replaced Leland."
"Replac—no, she didn't!" Finn shouted.
"Oh, but I won't hurt her. Not yet, at least." He smiled. "There's always the annoying wannabe field agent."
Stacy vanished from behind Finn and reappeared in front of Stalker Siddeley.
"Come on, you've wanted to get rid of her since day one." Stalker Siddeley laughed. "Not nearly as pretty as your last—"
"You shut up!" Finn snapped. "If you hurt her, I'll—"
"Finn?" Stacy asked with confusion mirroring Holley's.
"What happened to her again?" Stalker Siddeley stopped to think.
Stacy threw a nervous glance behind her to see the man with the scar closing in on her.
"Whoops!" Stalker Siddeley giggled—quite creepily. "You can never control those visions, can you?"
Finn looked back at Stacy, just in time to see the man slash at her and have her vanish into thin air.
"Stacy?!" Finn cried.
"Oh, my God… He's killed her…" Holley quietly realized. "You've just killed her! Finn," Holley cried, looking over at him.
"He's inside our heads, isn't he?" Finn quietly asked. "He had to knock us out to get in."
"Yes," Holley nodded, unsure of where he was going with this.
"Holley," Finn began. "I'm about to give you an order I'm sure you thought you'd never receive."
"Um," Holley breathed.
"Slap me."
"What?" Holley asked, taken aback.
"Slap me—hard—across the face. Go on."
Holley stared at him. "Finn, I can—"
"Now, Holley!" He cried. Holley winced and slapped him across the face as hard as she could and he vanished.
"W-where'd he go?" Patrick asked.
"He woke up…" Cammie whispered, hesitated, and then slapped herself across the face. She vanished, as well.
Patrick tried to do the same. He slapped himself, but too lightly.
"Oh, you've got to try better than that…" Holley told him.
He tried again. Holley rolled her eyes.
The next thing they knew they were sitting up. Cammie was leaning over them.
Holley inched over to Finn who was kneeling over Stacy. She could hear that he was breathing heavy—the way he did when he was terribly angry with someone.
"Finn?" She quietly asked.
"This ends, now." He declared. "Cammie?" he asked with no answer. He turned around. "Cammie?"
Cammie was leaning over Patrick. "He's killed him, too." She whispered.
"And I'll do the same to all of you, too." Stalker Siddeley appeared again.
"No. No more deaths. I've lost too many people in my lifetime."
"Ah," Stalker Siddeley said. "That's your fear. That you'll end up all alone. The only one left…"
"Stop it! Like Finn said: This ends now!" Cammie exclaimed standing up.
"Mm, I'm afraid it doesn't." He beamed as he shot another zap at Holley.
"No!" Finn yelled and ran to catch her. He grabbed her wrist. "Stop it!" He yelled.
"I don't think I will. Who's going to stop me?" he grinned.
"Finn…" Cammie took a deep breath. "Siddeley and I—we're brother and sister. I've got similar DNA to him."
"Yes…?" Finn agreed.
"And Stalker Siddeley was created from Sid's DNA…"
"Cameron, I know what you're—"
"Siddeley, Finn. And Stacy. Stacy and Holley and Patrick, he just…" she reminded him as her voice broke. She looked back at the cloning machine—which was still lit up and on from when Stacy kicked it with her foot.
Finn looked at her. "Do it." He breathed.
"Stalker Siddeley!" Cammie called.
"Yes?" Stalker Siddeley smiled.
"This ends now!" she yelled as she fell backwards into the cloning machine.
The screech that came from the shadow before them was high pitched and nothing like Cammie or Finn had ever heard before.
Holley loudly gasped for breath and sat up, closely followed by Patrick. Finn ran over to Stacy as she did the same.
"Finn," she breathed. Finn gave a relieved smile. "Oh my… God that was weird!" She exclaimed sitting up with no apparent problem. Finn chuckled at the fact she was back to herself. "I-I just… Oh God that was horrible!"
Finn's smile dropped. "Cammie!" He remembered, running over to the cloning machine—which seemed to have broken.
Finn shook her and she coughed. "Finn?" she asked. Patrick let out a sigh of relief.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Don't… Ever let me do that again." She pleaded.
"Will do, Cam." Patrick grinned. Cammie laughed and hugged him.
Holley picked up her phone and dialed a familiar number. She bit her finger as she waited for it to stop ringing…
She listened to something then let out a relieved laugh. "We'll be there soon, Mater." She promised as a huge smile spread over her face, flipped her phone shut, and slowly looked over at all of them. "There's someone waiting to see us in Radiator Springs."
Well… Stalker Siddeley's death was a bit lame, I know… Um… A review would be appriciated?
And, yes… There will be a short epilouge. ;)