Buck Knife
Chapter 2: Nightmares and love at first sight.
Buck's pov
I open my eyes to only see stone walls, a rifle next to me and a pool of blood that isn't mine.
I'm in the castle again.
'Where am I? What is this place? Is there any real hope of escaping this place?'
I stand up and pick up the rifle.
'Jesus. This place has evil around every corner.'
*How much suffering mortal does it take for you to lose your grace?*
The voices are following me again, I can't be here. I turn on my flashlight on my rifle and I see limbs impaled on the walls with blood flowing out of them. There is a torso, it's still breathing.
"Get...o...out. They're coming.(choking on blood) shoot...me."
I raise my rifle and I pull the trigger. I collect the tags from the body.
'Private: Tomas Riddley. Age: 18'
"I know you can hear me you sadistic fucks! Let me out of HERE!"
Bang
'What was that?'
*You will never get out of here! NEVER!*
Bang
Then before I knew it. A monster broke through a wall and held me to the ground. I lost the rifle.
"Do it. Come on! Do it!"
It put a hand on my neck and my head and started to pull. I could hear and feel my bones breaking.
*Your suffering has only begun mortal*
Then my head come off my body and I saw my body and then nothing.
Real life
I shot up out of my sleep, panting, sweating.
"I need to get out of here. A club or something."
'I don't have a car and the closest town is a 45 minute walk. Better get a coat. It looks like its gonna rain.'
In town.
No pov
We can see a woman with a nervous and frightened attitude walking into a bluesy Jazz club. She has a case with her and she sets it down and keeps it close. She sits down and waits patiently.
"Hey honey. What'll you have?"
A woman in her 50s with a note pad asked her with a smile.
"Umm...a snow bunny with a squint of cherry, please."
"Ok. Are you our entertainment tonight?"
The girl only nodded her head and put a hand on her case.
Buck's pov
I'm sitting in the darkest corner in this place and I'm drinking scotch. And I can't stop looking at this girl who just walked in. She has Golden Blonde hair and green eyes. A face that could melt in your hands. She's nervous and jittery.
'I wonder what her name is.'
She stands up and approaches the small stage and pulls out a saxophone and positions a mic in front of her.
"Umm..hi...I'm Shelby and I'll be playing for you guys tonight."
After a few wolf whistles and an applause. She started to play.
(Goodnight Julia from Cowboy Bebop)
No pov
After the club emptied except for Shelby, a shady looking man, and Buck. Shelby began to pack her instrument away and and paid for her drink.
The man followed her out.
'This isn't gonna be good.'
Buck got up and left a twenty on the table and walked out the back, only to be met with the sounds of struggles and muffled screams.
He saw the girl and the man on a scuffle.
"Stop screaming bitch. Or I'll carve your throat."
Shelby went silent. She froze with fear.
"Good. Now stay still while I do my business."
Little did the man see, hear, or think was another man approached him from behind.
Shelby whimpers and starts shaking, almost peeing herself.
"There are a lot of things I wish I could take back. But this is one I won't be sorry about."
It was Buck.
"Listen man. I will carve ya if ya don't fuck off."
Shelby saw that the other man was here to save her, not to harm her. She scampered behind a trash can and hugged her knees.
There were sounds of fighting and an occasional sound of a knife meeting flesh. Then it was silent.
"My dear, you're safe now. You can come out now."
Shelby piped her head out and saw Buck with a hand over his left eye and blood seeping out. But he had a gentle smile on his face.
"You're bleeding mister."
"I'll be fine. He didn't harm you did he?"
She only shook her head and kept her hands close to her chest.
"You should get home. Not safe here."
She looked at him and cried.
"I don't want to go home."
"Why not?"
Shelby rubbed her arms and inwardly hissed.
"My daddy. He hits me. Tells me I'm a whore, tells me that I'm nothing."
Buck only stood there and listened to this troubled and tormented girl. When she finished she started to cry and cry. Buck opened his arms and she fell into them.
"What's your name mister?"
"Buckminister Clintones. You can call me Buck. Short for Buh."
She giggled at this.
"I'm Shelby Beaby. My momma used to call me Shybaby."
Buck's eyes closed and squeezed her gently.
"A pleasure."
AN: Stay tuned for First Date.
Buck has both of his eyes in this story and in Saving an Angel. Makes him seem more speaking to me and the fans.