Soundtrack: Sunrise - Our Last Night
So, I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in so long, but I've been lazy and busy and lazy again and I've gotten so hooked on the TV series skins and fanfictions written for LOTF, so I've been occupied with that. Speaking of LOTF, I wanted to inform you guys that I'm going to write a fanfiction for the book, with the super mainstream "girl on the island" plotline, so if you love the classic as much as I do, stay tuned for the story!
As for my other fanfictions; I've gotten more inspiration for Obsession as well as this one, so I'm hoping that they'll both be actively updated through out the summer vacation, though I cannot promise anything.
THE TOUCH OF THE DARKNESS
Lana tossed in bed eagerly as if that would decrease the feeling of the hands tightening their grip around her brain. In the moment of pain though; it did seem like the fingernails digging into her mind where slowly retreating to the hell they came from.
She was drawn back into reality by the sound of soft knocking on her door. She mumbled the most tiering 'come in' and was soon greeted by the presence of her awkwardly cheerful companion. Quinn entered the room with ease and shut the door quietly behind him, respecting the fact that she had just woken up, though he did turn on the light which made her wince.
'Jesus, Quinn!' she muttered as she cringed between the sheets, looking quite hilarious by the attempt of hiding from the daylight. 'What the hell are you doing here? You're not supposed to be here before hours!'
'Well...' Quinn started, grinning sheepishly in the process of crossing the room and exposing a plate from behind his back. 'I bear gifts.'
Lana sat up in bed, not at the mention of gifts, but at the strong, not to mention delicious smell of the substance covering the plate. For a moment, Lana was frozen in place, just staring from the plate in Quinns hand, to Quinn and back again.
'Quinn... Is that... fish?' she asked slowly, as if she couldn't believe what was in front of her. As if she was scared that by the mention of the word, it might poof at any moment, or she'd wake up and it would be a dream. It wouldn't be the first time someone had had a dream of the long lost food, though Lanas own mind was usually occupied by nightmares that were more of a relief when she would awaken.
'It's fried fish, actually,' he said with the simplest shrug, a genuine smile on his face. 'Come, lets eat and I'll tell you all about it.'
Lana got out of bed, not remembering that she was only dressed in a big, sweat stained t-shirt before her body was already exposed. Quinn flushed a deep shade of red and looked away deliberately. Unlike him, Lana wasn't even bothered by all the skin she was showing, more distracted by how her legs seemed to belong to an anorexic by now.
She sat down by the coffetable opposite of Quinn and he placed the plate between the two of them. The portion of food was small, there was no denying that, but it was fresh, and nutrient, very unlike a lot of what she'd been eating lately.
They ate in silence, only the sound of their soft chewing and soft moans of joy as they enjoyed the meal. Only when they were about halfway through the meal and Quinn seemed beyond anxious about the quiet, did he bother speaking up.
'You remember what you spoke of yesterday? About how it felt as if something had gotten its hook in you?'
'You think fish can stop the torture?' Lana asked, barely taking her eyes off of the food to race her eyebrows at him. Her thoughts were moving slowly as her sleep deprived mind tried to figure out what was going on in his own.
'No, but you know, I constantly thought about that metaphor, you know. And then I woke earlier today, because I was so unbelievably hungry, and the hunger has kept me up ever since. And then as I thought about last night, I suddenly remembered what you said to me, about a hook. About fishing.' he pressed, filling in any blank spots that might have found their way into her head. 'And I just felt this utter longing to check if the house I lived in had any kind of fishing gear.'
'Mhm.' Lana muttered distantly, her face expressing a sad frown as she tore off a small piece of fish and fed it to herself.
'And there was this whole set of fishing equipment. So then I went to the marina to check if there was any fuel in any of the boats, and there was! So I decided to try to fish.' he said, looking quite proud about the fact that he was the one who came up with the idea, yet quite humble about it as if he didn't want to make to big of a deal out of himself.
'At least you caught something,' Lana muttered, wondering how low he set his goals if this small fish was good enough with him.
'Well, I actually caught three big fish,' Quinn continued, seeming slightly flustered by her comment. 'I went to Albert and we made a deal that I'll go with a whole lot of other teens to fish every morning. Some other kids rinsed and cooked the fish and then I had it served to the prees. Albert said that since I was the one who went to all the trouble of fishing that this could be my payment.'
He gestured at the plate and Lana found herself staring in disbelief at him. 'We are all starving to death... And you get your food amount increased enough to fill your stomach, yet you decide to share it. Why?'
'We're friends, aren't we?' Quinn shrugged, that sheepish grin of his still plastered onto his features.
'Right...' Lana mumbled. It wasn't as if she could actually name another human in this godforsaken dome who was actually closer to her then Quinn. Then again, she was quite sure that the definition of friendship went a bit deeper then the circumstances they were caught between, though Quinn did in fact show effort in trying to strengthen whatever bond there might be between the two of them.
The meal continued in that clotting silence, something which she at first enjoyed. it gave her time to ponder on how to act when she'd come to the mineshaft. How to operate to cause the most possible damage. She should have felt nervous, yet there was only excitement building up from within her as she was looking more and more forward for the evening that just couldn't come quickly enough.
In the end, when they had both eaten, they went to wash their hands since neither of them had had the decency to eat with cutlery. Quinn let Patrick lick the plate clean, before Lana fed him proper dog food. It was still quite early in the morning, yet Lana wasn't the one for small talk, so Quinn left soon enough.
'I'll see yah tonight then.' Quinn said as he was standing by the door on his way out.
'Whats tonight?' Lana asked, thrown off guard by the comment.
'Yeah, Albert invited me along to get the gold from that deserted cabin. He said he'd need help with carrying.' He said self-consciously, not mentioning the part about the need of someone with strong arms because he didn't want to seem self absorbed.
Lana just stood there, staring through him in the most uncomfortable way. When Quinn had reached the point of blushing wildly again, he mumbled a shy 'later' and took off. Minutes passed before she was shaken out of her thoughts, only due to the help of the malevolent voice echoing inside her head.
Come to me...
'Oh, I'm coming,' she muttered as she closed the door. 'And I'm bringing company.'
Drake was glad to be driving. Caine had placed him in the SUV with a couple of the other kids who were good with guns. The psychopath had given himself the authority to drive them there, and no one were stupid enough to deny.
He was glad that Caine was in the other car alongside all the other aggravating fools.
Alike Panda, Drakes only fist clenched the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white in the process, his own type of nervousness surging through him.
He shouldn't be nervous, he knew that. The reason Caine had recruited him was because he was never nervous. His mind went blank in a moment of anger as he reminded himself that he didn't care about Caines priorities. Then again, there were these type of rebellious type of thoughts that made him nervous.
Caine had started sensing Drakes disobeying mood. Diana had most likely helped him in the progress of figuring it out, since Drake doubted that Caine was observant enough in his lost state of mind to figure it out on his own.
For a while he even thought that the Darkness had attempted to turn Caine against him, but he had convinced himself that it was just his own paranoia speaking. It had always been a conflict to know what the monster was considering doing due to its facelessness, though Drake had in the end convinced himself that when it came to choosing between Caine and Drake, it would choose him.
The thoughts seemed to relieve him the slightest, though he was still tense. And it was quite impossible to calm down when he was stuck in a car with four other passengers who seemed to speak every thought out loud.
'Where are we going?'
'What is wrong with Caine?'
'I thought he was dead or something.'
'Are we gonna get food?'
'God, I'm so hungry!'
'Are we gonna fight Sam?'
'But this isn't the road to Perdido Beach...'
'What is this talk about the gaia something?'
'I heard-'
'Shut the fuck up before I blow your heads out!' This, this was from Drake. Hadn't it been for his intimidating aura and the fact that he was driving the car, then the other Coates kids wouldn't have noticed his presence. He preferred being left alone with only the intimidating air around him keeping people on track.
Drake wasn't in the mood for this. All remnants of anxiety was now replaced with the fury that usually kept him going. He could now spot the Power Plant off in the distance and the cars slow speed gradually closed off the few hundred meters that were left.
He got out of the car, his machine gun slung over his shoulder, his automatic pistol fully loaded in his left hand and his whip hand fully uncoiled. With rage, shooting skills and radioactive monster to lead his way, he stalked off towards the entrance of the power plant, ready to assassinate.
A big thank you to Kyle3698 and Just Anny for your lovely reviews! They are always appreciated, so leave a comment if you have any thoughts on the story!
Though I must say that I can't do anything about the chapters being so alike the original story at the moment. It'll take another couple of chapters before the story will get more exciting and original and so on, so just hold on and wait for that :)