Purgatory

Seven people meet together in Purgatory, a place where it is no one but them. The place where they each have to make-up for their sins or be punished forever.

Note: Major OC (Mariana and Jesus were broken apart, Brandon is in the foster care system, Jude is 15) and the Death scenes go in order.

WARNING: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

"Hello my name is Gale Madden and today I would like to report the deaths of eight people in the San Francisco area earlier today. Police are investigating the death of a shooting that occurred earlier today."

I don't know how but for some odd reason I am the cause for a group of people; including my sister, to perish for their sins. Seven people who were connected in both major and minor ways. Some strings stronger than steal and others thinner than water. These people were supposed to live but because of my death the string of others began to commence. The woman who gave me a flyer to a Gay Equality festival, the girl who sold drugs ,the cop who looked the other way, the boy who was lost, the guy who I was in love with, the alcoholic who was haunted ,and the sister who wanted revenge. I know you are wondering how they all died, I will tell you. Remember not everyone goes to heaven or hell.

Lena Adams sat at the crime scene that was remaining at the festival grounds , no longer a place for joy the atmosphere was grey and emitting waves of depression. No one but police officials were at the once happy place. Lena was only allowed to stay because she insisted since she was the coordinator of the activities that took place the night before. The corpse of the fifteen year old boy was long taken away in an ambulance when he had only mere minutes left of the life of his that was cut short. No one really payed attention to her , since she had an alibi that was pact tightly since she was with another cop. The police remained to find the gun that was seemingly missing. Lena stood up and looked at Stef who gave her a curt nod that signaled that the police had been informed that Jude Jacob had died. Lena put her head in her hands and stood up. Walking away from the crime scene , Lena went to her car to get a cup of coffee. Pulling out of the parking lot she turned onto the clear road looking for incoming cars. As Lena was cruising down the empty road she saw a familiar face looking directly at her. When she turned her head to look to the side a blur came from the corner of the other eye. Turning sharply to the left she heard a thud against her car before she saw a beam in her direct path of vision. Lena woke up to be standing in a doorway with a path of light directing her to another room. Lena followed the path and was met with the vision of a she was sitting at a kitchen island surrounded by seven other chairs. Six of the seven were brown matching the one she was sitting in while the one on the end was white with black ribbon tied around the back. Silently Lena waited confused at where she was and why she was there and who would be joining her.

Mariana Maxwell sat in her adoptive families home as they all huddled around the kitchen TV watching the development on the death of Jude. The reporters were saying that there was drugs in his system when he was attacked. The drugs made him disoriented the press was speculating saying that the drugs were given to him by his attacker. Mariana knew the truth, Jude purchased them to relax at the festival because he was on edge. Jesus explained to Mariana that Jude was still a little apprehensive about being intimate in public. Mariana was only selling the drugs to help pay for medication for her birth mother and thought that her father would be angry if he found out that Mariana had been giving her allowance to what he referred to as a piece of Hispanic trash. Mariana knew that this was a serious thing that a young boy had been raped and shot at a gay equality festival, but she was more concerned about Jesus and where he was. There was only one other body found near the scene yet police have yet to confirm who it was. Mariana refused to watch any longer as she went upstairs to her room. Getting her towel and clothes she walked into her personal bathroom stripping of her pajamas from the night before. After stepping into the shower she continued to wash her hair glancing into the shower mirror to see someone behind her. Though there was steam clouding her vision she could make out the outline of a boy. She was standing face to face with Jude. Quickly turning to turn off the water her balance was caught and she slipped hitting her head against the shower wall. Mariana stood in a doorway of the kitchen to see a woman sitting at the table tapping her fingers. Silently Mariana sat down on one of the four chairs on the other side of the woman.

Stef Foster sat in a coffee shop waiting for Lena to arrive. They agreed the night before to meet in the morning to talk about what went on the night before but Lena was late as usual. Stef and Lena had made a mistake and now because of them a boy was not alive. They were caught up in their own drama and instead of Stef patrolling the area by the restrooms like she was supposed too, the area where Jude Jacob was taken advantage of. Taking a light sip of her coffee she watched the news depicting a car accident saying that a driver hit a teenage girl before driving into a pole. Stef shook her head before turning her attention to the room in front of her. Guilt then over-washed her again as she remembered the image of Mike who was standing over the body of Jude with another boy running away with a limp. She should have chased the other boy down but she recognized him as the son of the district attorney and she knew that it would have only caused trouble like it had in the past when a young girl reported him. The police were always payed off when that boy was involved with something. Getting up to order a doughnut to eat while she waited for Lena, Stef checked her watch to see the time. Looking up she saw a boy sitting in the corner of the coffee store alone. Sitting down in her seat gain with doughnut in tow , Stef silently ate while looking down but once she looked her eyes up again she saw Jude Jacobs eyes looking into her own. She tried to swallow the doughnut in her mouth but once it hit her throat it was lodged. As she motioned to her pharynx she noticed that no one was paying to her. As she banged her hands on the table in front of her her chair slipped and she fell to the side as her mind began to quickly cloud before she stood in the doorway of a house. Silently entering she struggled to speak she entered the kitchen to see Lena looking at her with bug eyes but no words were passed because no one was able to speak.

Jesus Sanchez sat on the beach bench looking over the water. The night before was all one cloud that was in his head , and it couldn't seem to clear. Jesus remembered meeting with Mariana before the festival with Jude. Mariana had sold him something for him and Jude to smoke so that they could relax beforehand. On their way to the festival a couple of guys threw empty beer cans at them calling them fags. Jesus knew Jude was uncomfortable being together in the public yet Jesus pushed. As far as Jesus knew, Jude freaked out within minutes and he left Jesus alone to go home. Jesus didn't follow Jude because he knew that being together in public only stressed out Jude more than it should have. Jesus was waiting to call Jude, knowing that Jude was most likely still hung-over. Jesus stripped himself of his shirt before he ran into the water and flipped his head under water. Scratching his head he looked over to see Jude on the beach taking off his shirt coming towards him in the water. Jesus smiled and nodded his head towards Jude before dunking his head again. When Jesus emerged again there was no sign of Jude. Looking again checking to see if there was any sign of Jude. While he was distracted a large wave overtook Jesus. Feeling the tide bring him out Jesus tried to swim to the surface but his jeans were caught on something as he was trapped underwater. Trying to undo his belt quickly Jesus struggled until he saw a object racing towards him as he squirmed frantically. Soon there was a pain in his leg as he looked and saw blood pouring from a bite wound. Then the pain went away and Jesus felt dry as he stood in the doorway of a house with a bright light behind him guiding him to a kitchen where he witnessed Mariana sitting quietly as she watched him as he sat silently next to her.

Brandon Fallon sat in the Motel 6 room silently watching the news on Jude, careful not to wake up the naked girl laying in the bed behind him. Jude Jacob was a kid he had come to know greatly in the past few months since Brandon met his sister. Brandon and Callie were going to pick up Jude but were met with the police saying that Jude had already been transported to the hospital. If they had been minutes earlier or had not gotten lost then Jude would have been safe. Jude would be sleeping in his bed, or would probably been making fun of Brandon for staying the night. Brandon was matched with Callie when they met in a group for children in Foster Care. Since Brandon's mother gave him up ages ago when he was a baby , being in foster care was hard but he had met Callie because of it and he was happy for that fact. Brandon stood up putting on his pants careful not to wake Callie who was exhausted from the night before. Once dressed Brandon exited the house and began to walk to his foster home that was a mere twenty minutes away. He and Callie had walked to the motel since his car was boxed in his driveway. After getting home he walked to the room he shared with two other foster children. Hist foster parents took in a total of seven children and Brandon was the longest lasting. Brandon got his car and then drove to a bistro to get coffee and doughnuts before he went back to the motel 6. After entering his room again he saw that the room was empty apart from the note on the pillow saying that Callie had gotten a call from the doctor needing her to visit immediately. Brandon sat back on the bed and relaxed enjoying the silence on the room. Closing his eyes for a mere second he was awoken to the smell of smoke. Scrambling to get up Brandon collected his backpack and went to take a grab of the door knob but it was to hot to turn. Pulling back the curtains Brandon saw flames igniting the entire building with people on the ground pointing up to him as they cried for someone to help him but it seemed to be to late since fire began to spread under the door. Smoke filling the air and as Brandon gasped for his last few seconds if air he saw Jude standing in the room over him. Brandon woke op in the doorway of a house he had seen before. Looking behind him at the light Brandon moved away and walked into the kitchen where strangers were silently sitting looking at him.

Mike Foster sat in the bar alone watching the news on the dangling television above his head. A girl had been found in her shower dead, as well as a boy on the beach, and a woman in a car accident. The girl she hit was still alive as far as reporters knew. Downing what seemed to be his 12th shot and millionth drink since he got off duty , Mike thought of how he saw the eyes of Jude Jacob before that rapist shot haunted with the thoughts of the young teenager during his last conscious minute. Jude Jacob looked like he was welcoming death and that was a sight that scared Mike the most. As he downed his sorrow in another drink he motioned for the bartender to give him the rest of the scotch in the bottle.. Taking a long swing from the bottle Mike felt warm in the inside of his body. Taking another sip Mike smiled with comfort as he began to nuzzle the bottle trying to erase the memories from the night before. But in reality Mike had lost time. He was on his second bottle and reality was nothing but a delusion to him. Taking another sip , Mike closed his eyes afterwards laid his head to rest on the counter of the bar. Smiling in comfort the darkness swept in as Mike went into a coma of alcohol and the image of Jude Jacobs nearly dead body free from his mind. Mike stood on the other side of a closed door turning the knob he quietly walked into the house. Pictures were in the same place he remembered them being. HE knew this house, he remembered a murder in this house. Mike walked into the kitchen and he wanted to scream at the silent group of people sitting at the table. He tried speaking but it felt something was stuck down his throat, he wanted to know why he and his wife were there, or well ex-wife. Sitting in the chair opposite to the three teenagers he looked at everyone and saw the empty seat across from him and the luminescent seat to his right.

Callie Jacob sat in the Motel 6 room alone and naked, biting her thumbnail she sat on the bed looking at her phone waiting for the hospital to call about Jude's condition. She was almost forced out of the hospital , and the only reason why she wasn't was because Brandon guided her out and away from the ER. Her foster parents are most likely trying to keep their faces on the TV screen by saying fake things about her brother. Callie was snapped out of her thoughts when her phone rang with the hospitals number flashing across the screen. She didn't need to pick it up to know what they were calling about, Jude already died for a few moments during the ambulance ride before he was revived. She saw the bullet wound and her brothers bruised body, she knew even if he survived he would not want to live. Liam had a way of doing that too you. Callie remembered her first weeks after he took her virginity , she wanted to die. Callie knew better than to fight back , and now she wished Jude knew the same. Getting up silently she got dressed and scribbled a note to Brandon before she walked out of the motel room. Walking silently in the streets to wherever had coffee , Callie waited to see news stations flock around her as she walked by the hospital but no one really noticed her as she walked adjacent to some news caster who was spewing bullshit. Callie pulled her hood over her head as she walked into the fast food Donut Shop getting a quick bagel and she left. Walking into the back alley behind a familiar building she saw Liam waiting for a car to pull up. A cast around his arm he was sitting alone. Callie saw only Jude when she looked at Liam as she silently crept up. The encounter was brief but by the time it was over Liam was slumped over with a bullet hole matching Jude's, one that's not fatal enough alone. Callie dropped the gun and she ran, she just ran away . She looked away for a moment as she bolted across the street before she felt a giant wave of pain wash over her. As she laid on the pavement she watched people rush to help her and the woman in the car who hit her. She wanted to scream , but she knew it wouldn't take any of the pain away from her. She laid there watching people rush around her for a countless amount of time. When her world finally went blurry the only person she saw was Jude who was watching over her. Turning over she was laying in her bed in her childhood was in order within the house and the damage from the robbery that took her parents lives was gone. Sitting up she moved downstairs expecting to see her parents and Jude waiting for her but instead there was light coming from the kitchen as she moved towards it she saw only Brandon as someone she recognized. The only open seat left was between him and a girl. Then she saw Jesus who was hiding his face from her. Sitting in her seat the feeling of pressure in her throat was gone.

"Hello everyone, and welcome to my home." I said as I walked into the kitchen from the Shadows I was hiding in. "Welcome to Purgatory."

Italics will be used to reference to the past , and in this Jude is giving everyone a chance to repent for their "sins" before they move on to either a higher place or Hell or possibly back to Earth. I need 5 reviews to continue!

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