Unatomic Stacey

Chapter 15: Cold Hard Reality

(Continuing from last chapter)

I suddenly saw myself in the middle of a wheat field with the sun shining in the blue sky. I say that I saw myself because actually I was in a glass box looking out at the scene before me. The self I saw had purple hair that was blowing in the breeze and she kept looking in front of her as if waiting for something. Suddenly I noticed bits of wheat being moved slightly aside as if something was coming towards her. The self I was watching suddenly looked very expectant. Then the figure came into full view. My mouth dropped. There stood my best friend Jet. Then I recognized the wheat to be from the wheat farm that Jet told me about in letters when we were younger. His step uncle owned a beautiful farm that had livestock, wheat, corn, and pumpkin fields. He always promised to take me there someday. I guessed that according to what I was seeing, he finally had. The self smiled at him and hugged him. I noticed that she was wearing a floral dress and she looked like a farmer's daughter. Jet however was wearing a white T-Shirt, his blonde hair totally wind swept and blue jeans (remember they're in a wheat field so Stacey can't see their feet). They hugged and both looked happy to see each other. Suddenly seven figures appear around them. Both my purple haired self and Jet looked frightened and hugged each other fearfully as they looked from one black hooded figure to the other. Suddenly the seven figures each stuck out a white hand towards them. I started to see the image fade around me. But one thing didn't fade away in front of me. That thing was the loud tearful blood curling screams that I heard emitting from my other self and my best friend Jet. They sounded so real that I myself started to cry and scream and pound on the glass box in an attempt to escape and help them. But my attempt was futile. My screams were futile. Everything was futile. For I was crying and screaming over something that wasn't really happening. But it was real enough to me.

"That WILL be your future if you decide to betray me," I heard my grandfather's voice say and I turned in my glass prison unable to see the source, "there's no place magical or non-magical that will be able to keep you safe from my wrath," he told me, "I will hunt you down like a dog," he snarled and I heard a yelp and looked to see Retch who looked very scared and I started to shake and cry even harder, "but I won't go killing your loved ones off and make you suffer," he revealed to me, "Oh no," he said slowly, "I will instead kill EVERY one that you either seek or keep physical company with or even TRY to contact," he said and I gasped in horror, "oh yes Stacey dear," he said happily, "you'll NEVER be able to contact ANYONE you care about and you will be alone as you run from me and my employed killers for the rest of your life," he said and laughed, "and oh, did I tell you," he said suddenly sounding excited and I waited fearfully for his next words, "that those who pledge their allegiance to me automatically give up their option of a mortal life?" he asked and I barely contained a horrified scream as my grandfather's life echoed around me, "so you'll be lonely and scared for centuries," he said superiorly, "so remember that when your conscience scratches at the back of your mind," he snarled, "because if you don't and you follow that conscience of yours," he said to me, "I will make your life HELL!" he shouted, "and just to spice things up I'll kill that little friend of yours Michelle," he said and I immediately shook my head, "I will make it look like a terrorist attack and have her murdered on live television," he said laughing at his sick inhumane brilliance, "so Stacey," he said, "Stacey," he said in a sing song voice and I hid my face in my hands, "don't betray me," he told me, "trust me, it's never worth the price," he hissed, "just ask your father," he said and I glared up at the top of my glass prison as my grandfather laughed loudly and heartily and soon that too faded and I realized that I was in my glass prison which was now floating through a dark void even though it seemed bright enough inside the glass box for me to see.

I looked at Retch sadly.

"I hoped that you'd make a different choice," Retch said softly and I closed my eyes and chuckled.

"My other choice would've been to run off and live my last remaining hours in the street," I told him.

"But you'd be alive," Retch pointed out.

"I'd be free," I responded and finally gave way to my shaky legs and fell unto my butt.

I soon started to cry again.

"You couldn't have known," Retch said simply and then hours went by with both of us alone in our glass prison along with my luggage as we seemed to move endlessly within a black and empty void.

(Seven Hours later)

I opened my eyes to see myself lying in a white bed wearing a white cotton nightgown. I saw myself because when I opened my eyes I noticed that the ceiling was made of glass. Then my eyes widened when I noticed something else. My hands and feet were chained. I pulled against them but to no avail. I tried to use my powers but nothing happened. I looked around frantically but besides myself, the bed and a white dresser in the corner, nothing else was in the room.

"Is the sweet darling awake?" a voice asked and I looked up to see Demi.

"Where did you come from?" I asked immediately as I noticed that the room had no doors.

"I'm a witch idiot," Demi said and I immediately realized how and felt stupid.

"Why am I here?" I demanded.

"Don't like your accommodations?" Demi teased and I growled at her as she laughed at me, "this is just a precaution," she told me.

"A precaution?" I asked in confusion.

"Yes," another voice said and I looked to my left to see my grandfather, "you're a good girl Stacey," he told me, "a really good girl," he added darkly.

"But we can change that," Demi said simply.

"How?" I asked her suspiciously.

"We've already done it to Retch," Demi said and I immediately started shouting at her furiously.

"I swear I'll kill you!" I screamed as I struggled against my chains as she laughed loudly at me, "harm Retch and I swear that I'll kill you, you worthless bitch!" I shrieked.

"There's nothing wrong with Retch," Grandfather Carmichael said suddenly and I turned to him fiercely, "you look at me with respect," he snarled at me.

"I simply left him in the room with the LIVE diamond," Grandfather said innocently and I gasped.

Living In Vilest Evil. That's what the LIVE for LIVE diamond means. Its major irony is that LIVE is really EVIL backwards. That's why it's motto is 'I live to be evil and it's evil why I live'. But if they've left him in the room alone with it…………..

"Let him out," I said immediately.

"Why should I?" Grandfather Carmichael asked me.

"Let him out," I snarled.

"Speak to me with respect," Grandfather Carmichael ordered.

"Let him OUT!" I repeated loudly.

"Bring him Demi," Grandfather Carmichael said formally.

Demi bowed and disappeared from the room.

Minutes later she returned with Retch. Or at least it looked like Retch in his original form. Except this Retch's eyes had an evil red glow to them and he had a muzzle over his foaming mouth and a huge chain on his neck, which Demi held tightly. He kept tugging at it and growling fiercely. His hate filled eyes glaring at me.

I felt something towards Retch that I never felt before. Total distrust and absolute fear.

"Scary now isn't he?" Grandfather Carmichael spoke tearing my fearful eyes from my dog, "he's even scarier now than he was when he was in my service in the past," he told me, "well slightly scarier anyway," he added.

"Why is he growling at me like that?" I asked my Grandfather.

"He's fighting the power of the jewel," Grandfather Carmichael said simply, "the jewel only makes you subservient to the owner of the jewel," he said and my eyes widened, "yes Stacey," he said with a smile, "you're no longer his master," he said and smiled widely when I tried in vain to break from my chains and attack him.

"You MONSTER!" I shouted angrily, "you take my father, you take my brother and now you take my dog!" I cried incredulously, "what the fricking hell is wrong with you?" I demanded angrily.

Grandfather Carmichael simply laughed as if my anger amused him.

Then suddenly he walked over and grabbed my face.

"You will make an excellent Queen," Grandfather Carmichael whispered in my ear, "and call me Lord Carmichael," he added and threw my face forcefully out of his hand.

My head practically bounced several times before it settled back onto the pillows. I could still feel the tight grip he had my cheeks and chin in. The entire lower part of my face still ached from it.

"You know what to do," Grandfather Carmichael snapped harshly at Demi who bowed and nodded, "come with me mutt," he snarled Retch and immediately disappeared with him.

"Retch!" I screamed.

"Don't think about him," Demi said simply as she walked to the foot of the bed, "worry about yourself," she said when she arrived, "about who your king is," she added and I watched as she took out a small black box out of her cloak and place it between my chained feet inches away from my toes.

"What is that?" I asked nervously.

Demi grinned and opened it.

"You won't be as lucky as your dog," Demi said and disappeared.

I looked at the occupant of the black box in horror. Glowing red and making that ominous sound like a slow emergency buzzer being pressed was the LIVE diamond. It was small enough to not take up even half of your typical teenager hand. But dangerous enough to be worse than any mortal weapon and worse than most magical weapons, monsters and spells ever created. It could turn a bunny rabbit into a killer a baby into a cannibal and a homely nun into a seductive assassin. It was the diamond that turned the good into monsters and the monsters into demons. It took away your past memories or replaced your love for them with hatred. It took all your goodness and replaced it with hate. Then it added even more. It made you cold, evilly calculated, ruthless, heartless, murderous, bloodthirsty and lots of other horrible things without remorse and often little control. Of course the owner of the diamond could control you but usually the owner was also evil and that did little or well actually no good at all. There were six LIVE diamonds when they were first created. Over the many millennias four have been destroyed. Leaving only two. And one of them now glowed before me and I could feel it draining me already. Evil thoughts crept into my mind and more and more I could feel myself feeling less remorseful about them.

I have to find a way to destroy this thing! I know the spell because my father taught me years ago. But my magic won't work! Someone must've put a barrier over my abilities. I just have to concentrate. I KNOW how to do this. MMmmmmm draining the blood out of her would be so….. NO! I have to concentrate. Can't let it ………..

Hours went by. My resistance was waning. I broke through the shield but I was so weak. I couldn't make the spell work.

I have to keep…. I want to kill them all for my Lord…….. No! I don't want to kill! I don't want a Lord. I want my…. My Lord my everything…..

My eyes were barely opened. It had been even more hours and I barely remembered myself. I still remembered the Atomics, well bits and pieces but it was the most I could remember second to my memories of my father and me. I wasn't sure if I even had a mother now.

I know I know a girl named Michelle, I just can't remember where. I keep recalling the word Jet. But was it? Jet as in a plane or Jet as in someone I knew. I couldn't remember school. Except that I hated it and everyone to be gutted and to let them painfully die. I remembered bits and pieces of other things. Like a boy named Noah Parker who had some redhead with him. A girl named Demi who I seemed to have a good time with and I had dyed my hair purple and I had cursed off my mother that morning, I think. I barely recall not liking my Grandfather, but he's my Lord. Isn't he?

"Ahhhh!" I screamed and finally performed the spell and the diamond exploded.

"I did…." I started to say but immediately lost consciousness.

End Chapter 15

Reggae: Wow. Not even I planned this. I thought I was going to have just swear allegiance and work for his hesitantly or take the diamond and seem to work for him after that. I didn't even plan to involve the dog. Between Monday when I started this chapter to Friday Nov 18th when I completed it. I've surprised myself over and over again with the stuff I decided to do instead of what I had originally planned. But today with the whole king thing, Retch being conflictingly evil, one of the effects of the jewel being memory loss or replacement of emotions towards memories, and a few other things were BIG surprises for me when I decided to put these in as I typed Friday Morning. I mean, I completed the chapter just before 10 a.m. and it's now 10:02 a.m. as I write this sentence in Jamaica (I think the time at fanfiction .net is about three hours behind ours- noticed that with the bans- so it's probably around 1p.m. in that area). Well I hope that you enjoyed this chapter and I'll be checking my email again for a response from the rating system people about the MA rating since I can't seem to get it so I can repost my Codename: KND story KLUB. Wish me luck and if you have any info to help me PLEASE share it. Please Review and thank you for reading the newest chapter.

Prominence Flare: So you say that things have more or less gone to hell for her now if not already? Read ch15. Yes I know that Atomic Betty and other characters from the show don't appear a lot. But that's the point of the story and why it's called Unatomic Stacey and is in the first person perspective. I wanted to write a story that focused on my OC not the characters from the show. Yes they'd be in it, but they wouldn't outshine the starring OC Stacey Carmichael. Whether there will be a big show down, keep reading. Yes characters you know will come back into play. But it will be in dark situations, as you will notice as you read on.Thank you for reviewing. Prominence Flare digs into the box and pulls out a Jet plushie in blue trunks alone and neatly brushed back blonde hair. Reggae hurries away with the box to the next reviewer.

Beastfire: Thank you for complimenting me on the chapters Beastfire. Well thank you for correcting me Ivy. Naming kids after rescuers, cool. Your Welcome when it comes to the plushies. Thank you for reviewing and now plushie box time. Reggae walks up swiftly with the box and first Beastfire digs in and pulls a Demi plushie wearing a black cloak. Ivy digs in next and gets a Stacey plushie wearing only a white cotton nightgown and her brown hair let out. Tyr digs in and gets a Rex plushie in his green poodle form. Dylan digs in and pulls out a Glenissa plushie in a blue T Shirt, red shorts and white sneakers. Seamus digs in lastly and pulls out a X5 plushie wearing a Christmas Hat. Reggae smiles then walks briskly away to the next reviewer.

Barry I. Grauman: Trust me, there's more in this chapter, so AAK away about the twists and turns. I guess you can say both Grandfather Carmichael and Stacey's mother tell lies among truths (Grandfather Carmichael telling the most of course). Maybe it will but will it be soon enough? Yeah I guessed that part of you would want to get rid of it. But I have to be random with the plushies and try to surprise reviewers. Yes Poor Stacey, wait 'til you complete reading ch15. Thank you for reviewing. Reggaes comes with box and Barry digs in. Barry pulls out a Stacey plushie in a white floral ankle-length dress, brown leather flip-flops and a stick of wheat stuck in her purple hair (yes that's the Stacey in the wheat field in this chapter). Reggae waves with a free hand, then focuses back on the box and runs to the last reviewer.

MikariStar: Yes it's true that she mainly goes to her Grandfather because she feels that she has nowhere else to go. As for getting valuable info and finding a way to stop him? We'll see. Thanks for reviewing. Plushie time! Reggae walks up to MikariStar and holds out the box. MikariStar digs in and pulls out a plushie of Penelope Kelly in her school uniform. Reggae nods and walks away to put away this damn box that was causing her back to ache.