Rings of Fate
Chapter 15: Christine's Plan: Kendal
His shut his engine off, eased on the brake every so often, and just let gravity tug his frame down the unseen path…. Following the Fury down to… her hideaway.
Quinn found himself swallowing hard… as he looked up at the sky…just coasting around the turn "Momma…. Wish you can give me some of that courage right about…." His eyes shot wide as he found himself inches away from the bumper of the Plymouth Fury….a small yipping noise escaped from his mouth as he quickly scooted back behind the brush. He felt his oil pump pound under his hood, and fear eating at his fragile heart…
The Fury moved back glancing behind her, overlooking the peeping tom that blended in with the shadows of the brush….Her red eyes lazily scoped the area before returning to her original position, facing away in another direction.
Quinn found himself settling into his makeshift post, keeping his fixed eyes on her... there was no way he was going anywhere any time soon…Not when she was this close…. Not when he was this close….
The Fury rested in the dull grass…letting everything settle around her… and making the Dodge senses heighten to new levels. Breathing and the pounding in his hood, was the only thing that was deafening to the Dodge …. Afraid of taking a single breath….he slowly inhaled as quietly as he could….. Christine leaned towards his direction ….. "So… are you going to say anything?"
Quinn felt his tank sink, his eyes wide. His fear came to his mind… caught.
She huffed a forced laugh…"You're just going to sit there and stare at me when I can feel your hate from way over here…."
Quinn swallowed hard….
"You've seen things I can do….. You've seen me toy with Alice's mind! You've seen me breaking Doc…. And what would you do if I told you… that I almost killed your Sheriff this morning….."
Quinn gritted his teeth at those words….. He wanted to ram into her….. smash her sides…. Crush her frame…. …He wanted to rip her doors off of her…. scratch every inch of that paint with rusty nails….. break all of her windows and lights…. Slash all of her tires…. And just…. Sink his tires into her sides….
"Well!... Aren't you going to say something!"
Quinn swallowed hard…. His eyes flamed with fury…. The anger just boiled inside, building it's pressure... to the point of just... He took a deep breath "Chr-"
He paused…. A weak odd sound came from his left causing his sentence to catch in his throat…..
As he broke his gaze from his target onto the broken heap of scrap metal….so broken and disfigured he didn't understand why anyone would want to keep that thing at the junk yard or something…. His eyes fixated on the broken pieces…. What a shame it was…. Why would someone…. and that's when he realized …. …. That wasn't a sound…. that was failed words through oil filled lungs….
His eyes grew wide…. Through the raw twisted metal… there was paint… familiar.. Midnight dark blue paint….
Christine wasn't talking to him… she was talking to….
His tank heaved…..
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Her engine sputtered under the pressure as it seemed to whine and knock in distress as she found herself being ripped apart with every mile her engine was forced on completing.
She felt herself slipping away as her engine started failing… 30 was too much… she wasn't going to make it…. She knew… She felt it.
Faintness ate at her subconscious as her worn out engine cranked over… and over…. And over…. With every grinding turn… every…. Agonizing slow turn of the engine….
Her engine backfired black smoke from her tailpipe a few times before her finally threw in the towel…
She took in a rough ragged breath…. Choking on her shallow air…. Coughing ,Wheezing…. Gasping for breath…
"No… please…. Don't…."
She found herself collapsing onto the floor….. her body slowly failing on her….
"No.. please"…. She tried starting over her sick engine causing her to sputter and backfire, as she felt with every forced crank, her insides were being ripped apart…
A chill ran down her dying frame and right down to her tank….
…. Nausea…. Left a horrible feeling…. and a horrible taste. She swallowed hard, as she took a couple of deep breaths, hoping it would pass …. It didn't
She felt almost like she was poisoned, as her body rejected whatever remained from that morning. Her body shook out of control as she tried starting again… It wouldn't even try to turn over, the starter screamed at her for even thinking about trying. Her engine ran its last….
"Mom….D-Doc….."…. she felt her eyes roll back….. "….I'm sorry…."
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Quinn coughed a few times, spitting the remains of his taste of his breakfast, trying to relieve the bitter taste in his mouth….. This can't be happening….
His glassy eyes look over at the crumpled heap of metal again….as it just sat there….not moving….
His tank lurched again…. This time he was able to control himself.
His eyes just stared at his mother like figure… numb….
Christine laughed… "Finally! Who would of known, you starve a 'magic' car for a few days her powers don't work?"
Quinn's eyes widened as he stopped breathing… …'No'
She laughed ramming into her one more time… "Like I've been trying to tell you, you were just hiding what you truly are… Just a heap of scrap metal…"
Christine smiled an evil crooked smile of pure satisfaction… "One down… two to go…"
Quinn just stared at her…. his watering eyes never moved from her crushed frame… Not once… not even in all those years in Jack's place… All those death plates in her…. all the beatings that she received…. He had never seen her this…. This….
He found himself choking on his words… 'I'm dreaming…. This is just a nightmare….. I'm Pulling an Alice…. Please… please…. Don't….'
Quinn looked in the Fury's direction only to find that he was staring right at a patch of dull grass with tire marks from where she once sat….
He took his time rolling out…. Checking out his surroundings before he rolled in front of the crushed up pile of metal…..
Quinn swallowed hard to keep himself from getting sick again….as he tried to form the name…. "K-Kendal….?"
At that moment… He'd hoped that….Kendal would pop out from out of nowhere and yell "Surprise!Just kidding! Got ya!"…but… this was reality…
He rolled over to the crumpled heap….and ….gently rested a tire on her ice cold broken fender as it shifted and crunched under his gentle touch… He flinched as he slowly took his tire from her fragile frame, tears pooling in his eyes….. "Oh…..oh Kendal…"
He just sat there…. letting the tears just pool up in his eyes…..
"Alice?"…
Quinn snapped his attention to the voice as he found himself blinking the tears away, sniffling a few times…
"Kendal?"
The sound caused Quinn's nerves to calm down a bit when he heard that low gravel voice…
"Doc?" … He swallowed hard after his weak, shaken cry to the Hornet, trying to keep his emotions under control.
There was a bit of a pause with the rhythmic chant of names being called, as his answer missed the down beat of the tempo…. "…..Quinn?"
Quinn sniffled a few time…. "Y-Yeah…. It's me." He called back a little stronger this time… hoping he sounded a little normal…
"….Are you alright Quinn?" The Hornet's voice called back as Quinn could faintly hear the sound of his straight 6, twin H engine rumbling in the distance…..
Quinn looked over at the twisted frame again… then his eyes fell to the ground…. "I don't have a scratch on me…."…. 'on the outside…but inside, I'm ripped to shreds'…..
A faint sound of tires and the sound of working shocks going over the unpaved terrain as Quinn could pick out the bits and pieces of the Hornets Paint through some of the trees….
"What are you doing way out here?" Hudson asked him quietly his eyes catching the Dodge's broken spirit…
Quinn waited for Doc to stop before him….then he closed his eyes tight… holding back a sob…. And pointed at the twisted frame with his shaking tire….."l-l-looking for her….."
Doc's eyes looked over in that direction…
Quinn watched his features….
At first, it was just his normal relaxed gaze, his eyes following the jetting bare parts, the chrome parts all twisted and intermingled with…. ….. Then his eyes widened when his eyes found that one thing that made that crumpled mess personal…..That Midnight blue paint…..
He blinked a few times… his jaw setting into place…. His normal calm eyes now quivered frantically over the twisted parts… Two emotions were promenade in his eyes….. Disbelief, and Shock….. He whole frame tensed up on him as his eyes stopped on one spot.….. His searching eyes found something that made his disbelief certain… a true fact…. A crushed broken circle, which hung at an angle, contained three colors….red….white…. and blue strips….with clear chrome numbers of "300"… that only Chryslers 300's possessed ….
His eyes welded up with tears, his jaw quivering slightly for a second before firmly pressed harder shut…. The crushed "300" circle that his Chrysler possessed….
The Hudson slowly rolled forward…...Quinn swallowed hard as he felt his tank tighten again….. he didn't know what was worse…. Looking at the wreckage….. or watching Doc heart die…
"D-Doc…?" He asked very quietly... Doc just paused in his stride…..
Quinn swallowed back the verge to just let the tears fall from his face… it was too painful to watch…..
The Hudson creped a little closer to the side of her once flawless fame…. His eyes never changing from the mournful state full of tears as he looked over at her like he did…. A very shaky curve of the corner of his bumper at the little memories flooded mixed in his eyes with his tears….. He very lightly nuzzled her side affectionately, like she did to him all the time… closing his eyes, forcing the silent tears to just run down his hood…..
Quinn shut his eyes… a broken breath escaped his strong will…
His eyes closed…. He swear…. He could hear the sound of labored breathing on top of very quiet sobs….
Quinn opened his tear filled eyes, "D-Doc…. Alice is still out there…."
The Hornet looked up at him… his eyes starting to tint red…. Then gave a slight nod... very slowly pulling from her side…..
Quinn raised a tire signaling for the Hornet to stop moving. "Before we do anything…."….. He looked at the twisted frame, flinching at the sight….. "….Y-You're a Doctor…is she's really….?. "
Doc's eyes weakened, as he looked over at her… leaning enough to let his warm side to touch her barely cool side….. "I don't think you need to be a Doctor to know the answer to that question Quinn…." He closed his eyes again, more tears streaming down his hood….. a very shaken broken breath was taken….. "I just wished that it wasn't her….."
Quinn found his eyes falling to the ground…. "…surprised her ring didn't just kick in…."
Doc shook his grill… "You need to eat to keep everything in your body working properly…." His eyes slowly cracked open…his voice hissed in furry… "…that she-devil starved her and beat her till she couldn't even heal herself anymore…." He closed his eyes tight…. Breathing through his gritted teeth… "Christine… why…..why did you have to take her away from me…?"…..He swallowed hard… as he nuzzled the somewhat still frame again….. then paused….and looked over at Quinn.
"We have to find Alice….before Christine gets a hold of her too…."…. Quinn weakly spoke his eyes fixated with the ground…..
Hudson nodded slightly….more mindless tears just pooling in his eyes…
He looked her over one last time…..just taking a moment… then rolled a little closer, and lightly, ever so lightly, kissed her fender…. "Goodbye…"….. he choked on his words a few times, as he pulled back from her….. "….m-my love….."…..
Quinn couldn't help but let the tears just run down….. …..
Doc looked over at him….then back at her…..looking at the midnight paint…. Looking at the perfectly in tacked "300" Chrysler symbol…..then….closed his eyes….. and led the way…
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