chap 2! yes i notice things are moving very slowly its because lots of things are happening like school and babysitting and my mommy is pregnant yay! :D so yea, lots of things are happening now so things are gonna be slower to load.
well any way, ill get started and before i start got to say something.
Ill write in each each character POV in order but might skip them if they are not awake or dead but if they wake up near the ending ill write it then or its one of those 'omg most shocking thing' happens. heres the order i will usually write in, might change.
1.) Falco
2.) Katt
3.) Krystal
4.) Fox
Okay now that i told you guys that, ill start.
Enjoy
-Cet
Falco POV
Gosh, why does my head hurt? Why does it feel so cold? I open my eyes and look up. It takes me a moment before my memories start coming in. Fox, Krystal, Katt and I came to Hellica Woods Cemetery. Katt start casing me and I rushed up a tree, the branch broke and I am pulled through a hole. I look up and start looking for a hole... am I able to say I went through a hole? Maybe someone dragged me away from the hole, maybe a constipated man... Oh shit?
Ooooh shit, how are the other guys? Have they been taken too? Oh God I hope they took my advice and ran off. But the other part of me hope they didn't and are trying to help me out, but that will be a very risky choice, what if they got taken away to their grave?
I quickly stood up despite my head making me feel weird, I've must've hit it on something like the floor. I go to the first exit I see but ran into a moving table that I did not realize that was in the room. I then take a good look at the table, trying to inspect it with the bad lighting in the room. It has wheels at the bottom of each leg making it portable, it's long so it has to be like one of those metal beds that you see in movies or something.
I move my hand onto it and slide it across the bed table. My hands run across something that seemed crusty a bit, confuse, I try looking at it better. I start turning the table a bit hoping to get more lighting on it. The table hasn't been used for awhile as its wheels squeak at every movement. I then stop moving it as I got some good lighting on it.
I bring my face close to it. It looks like a dried up liquid. When I realized it was red, I push it across the room. Holy shit, I felt crusty old blood?
The metal bed hits the wall and falls over making a loud metal crash on the floor. I start rubbing my hands together trying to get whatever crusty blood has gotten onto my hands. Who knew that a cemetery has something like this? But then again it is an old one.
"What was that?" I froze, did I just hear that outside the door. I turn my head at the door. Maybe some teenagers came here tonight also. And I probably scared them so bad. I then listen for them to continue.
"It must be..." The voice stopped, and the sound of boots start heading for the door. "Be what?" It sounded like a girl, she sounded scare and too young to be here. "The devil... he must've used the body in this room and is using it... It's going to kill us." The voice seems deep and quiet. Devil...? Is the man saying I'm the body? Maybe they found me, and presumed I was dead. And now that they hear me making noises they think I probably rose from the dead, and I don't think I was dead.
I then hear someone trying to open the door, and all I do is back away from the door. I have no idea what these guys will do to me, kill me or help me find my friends, there's no telling what. Click, the door goes. There's a long squeaky sound as it open slowly.
The door is completely open, but there is no one in the door way. There should be a least one or two people there since I heard their conversation, unless the pain I feel in my head is playing tricks on me. I stand there for awhile, making sure if there is someone out there they won't think I'm here. Then slowly I walk over there and look out of the room.
No one is here.
But I heard them. What's going on here? How am I going to get out of this hell place? Who opened the door? With caution, I start moving around this room, looking for an exit. The walls are dirt, so I may be still underground. There's only a shelf, and I look what is on the shelves. When I see dissection tools, I quickly ended up on the other side of the room.
Suddenly, I hear it. I hear some people screaming something. I turn my head towards it and suddenly happiness fills me.
STAIRS LEADING TO THE OUTSIDE!
I shouldn't be running up the stairs, who knows how serious my head wound is as the pounding noise is almost all I can hear. I hear people, and I start going that way. Please don't be my imagination.
I couldn't believe what I see.
Katt POV
It can't be true! Falco was just pulled through a hole leading somewhere. He can't be gone. But I've been running, not slowing down, heading for one direction. I try heading towards another route but something inside of me is heading me this way.
Tears are pouring. "Falco!" I cry out. I'm gasping for breath. "Falco!" My chest gets heavy. He never did finish his sentence. The moment comes to my head.
*Flashback*
"Guys let me go, something is pulling me."
"No, we're not going to-"
"Fox, Krystal, Katt, let go!"
"Falco please no!"
"Katt please, get out of here!"
They keep holding on, their grip on to Falco is slipping.
"Let go! Please! I don't want you guys hurt, Katt, especially you, I lo-"
*Flashback ends*
I stop in my tracks, my tears coming out like a river. I fall to my knees as I realize what he was about to say. "I love you too Falco."
I hope he's not gone for good. I hope he's not dead. I hope he's waking up now, in a safe place. But not dead, anything but that. who knows how deep that disappearing hole is, he might've hurt his head. But he said something was pulling him. What was pulling him?
I feel a hand on my shoulder as my face is almost touching the ground. That touch... It feels feathery. But cold too. Could it be...? I quickly lift my face and look at the blue bird, but the hope that I had just felt, the joy, the love had disappeared when I realize who it was.
She has to be at least 7 to 9 years old. A blue little bird. But she looks sad, terrible, ill. She has a white gown on, slippers, a sweater on. her right arm is cast up, and she shows no trace that she has every smiled.
Her voice sounds cold when she spokes. "What's wrong lady?"
"My friends... *sob* I've lost one, and I ditch the other two. I'm desperate... *sniff* to find the blue bird that I had lost." I spoke to the girl.
There's no expression, no tear shows. It's hard to tell if she cares or not.
"Maybe my friends would help you... If they like you."
If they like me? Why would that vary if they will or not help me? But I nod my head, and she starts to lead me to whoever "they" are. Maybe it's the people who brought her here. But I need to be nice, strong. Because if I seem mean, weak, they may not help. All I can do is try.
"What is your name lady?
"Katt. What's yours."
She's silent for a moment. "Nebula."
Nebula? That's a name I haven't heard a lot. "What does it mean?"
She's quiet again. She seems to not be wanting to tell me what it is. I then see it. I see a light, a campfire? Something people shouldn't be lighting in graveyards. And I see a group of people, about 20 standing around it. I take notice of this one man in black, long black coat, and Nebula goes running for him.
"Daddy, I found a lady name Katt. She's looking for some people."
He looks at me, his face too has no expression. How would these people help me? "Really." His voice is dark and chilling. "Well my name is Betelgeuse." Don't say his name three times, I thought to myself.
Quiet. Everyone looks at me as if they are searching me, deep down underneath my skin. I don't think I would want these people to help me. But I said nothing to them but to Nebula. Betelgeuse continues. "So, you are looking for a bird name Falco, correct?"
"How do you know his name?" How does he know? I didn't tell Nebula his name. Unless they met him. Or maybe they... Did they pull him down that hole? I take a few steps back, staring at the man who grows a devilish smile knowing I have discovered what he did, then something tug my neck. I grab what was holding my neck. I don't remember a rope being on me? I don't remember standing on a box? Since when there is a tree by us? What's going on, I look around with my wet bloodshot eyes from crying, starting to sob.
"We will not help you!" The man shouts. He stands up on a box and turns his body towards the crowd. "We are not helping you search for you love, your friends! You have not died, and you are not trapped here!" The crowd screams, throwing cheers into the cold air. I realize what he means. I'm alive, and they all died. They're spirits including Nebula, her name meaning dark mist.
"You had trespassed into our home, hoping we will help you," He turns to me, looks into my eyes as they are full of tears again. "You're not one of us," He turns back to the crowd. "So who is she?" The crowd starts yelling answers. Witch. Living creature. Mortal. I can only understand those answers. "What must we do to her?" He shouts over the crowd. They all scream at the same time including Nebula, "Kill her!"
Betelgeuse then comes near the box I am standing on. He shouts, "So it must be!" He looks at me as he bends down.
And he pulls the box right under my feet, and air is the only thing my body is trying to retrieve.
Krystal POV
Sorry for the inconvenience, but she is not awake OR alive at this moment.
Got knocked out by being dragged.
Fox POV
Falco was pulled underground. Katt ran off in fear of looking for Falco. Krystal was just pulled in the woods. What kind of horror is going to happen to me? What more horrors is held in this place. Oh God, please keep Falco, Katt, and Krystal alive. But the biggest question is, who do I go save? Do I try to go underground where I believe Falco is at? Do I go in the direction where Katt went running? Do I go in the woods for Krystal? Where do I go?
I stand up, I got to save my friends and my girl. Who knows what they are going through. Maybe Falco has some wounds, maybe serious. He might've hit his head, and might go out cold, unconscious, concussion. And knowing him he might push things over his limit of what he can do. Hope he takes things easy.
Katt is way over being worried. She probably will keep running for a long time. But the last thing she needs is something to get in here way, and that is whatever wanders around in this cemetery. Hope she's okay.
Krystal... oh God she's probably way over of being scared. Being dragged to somewhere, getting cuts and bruises, crying for help. But I was too late. I couldn't save her.
"What's with all this ruckus?" I almost jump out of my skin. I couldn't help myself, it was a nasty sounding voice and it was unexpected too. I turn around to see an old dog coming my way. He's walking funny, but when he gets to me I can see he's using a cane.
He only looks at me for a few seconds and says, "Lost some of your friends, didn't you?"
"How you know that?" I ask.
"You don't know how many times I go through this every week."
He turns around and quickly waves to me to follow. I get up onto my feet and begin to follow. My feet feel wobbly probably I'm still a bit confuse, lost, scare out of my mind. But has this happened more than once like the man has said? Maybe almost hundreds of people go missing a month or more.
"So what's your name?"
"Fox McCloud."
"Oh, I've heard of you, son of James, right?"
"Yeah."
"Nice. My name is Rick."
Then we reach a old looking house. Small. He's probably a guard at this cemetery. "Head in the guard house, I need to quickly grab something." Ricky says and he walks off to somewhere. I nod my head and start heading towards it. I then thought, something is not right. I don't know what is not right, but something is wrong.
Then it hits me, literally. Something hits me in the back of my head. It's metal like and it really hit me hard. Gosh it hurts, how did I get on the ground? I've must've fallen. The back of my head is killing me, things start to fade out. I look up and there Rick standing there with a weird looking piece of metal. He then grabs the back of my hair and starts dragging me, holding my hair.
I'm out cold, with lots of pain.
thats it. gave you some cliff hangers didnt i? thats how i roll i guess. itll take awhile for things to update so please be patient.
-Cet
