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*MagicMike2 I am seriously considering a story like that and have been for a while now but may be different. Not sure whether it will tie in with this story though.

Chapter 8: The long night

Chloe was in her bed, she had been for a few hours now but it felt wrong. The bed wasn't to soft but not to hard either, it just felt wrong. She was staring at the ceiling, there was nothing special about the cream coloured ceiling but right now, it was all she could look at. Chloe eventually managed to get out of bed and turn on the light. She walked out of the room and into the living room. It was lifeless, not a photo to be seen, nothing that could give you a clue as to who she was.

She walked towards the sofa and proceeded to put the television on. She sat there for a few moments, flicking through the channels but there was nothing worth watching. She walked over to the fridge and took out a can of beer, she opened it and took a gulp.

Her phone started to ring, she slowly walked over and picked it up, she didn't want to answer the caller, she wanted to sleep but since that wasn't going to happen she might as well.

"Hello?" Chloe asked, she slurred a little. She felt drunk, she looked at the beer can, it was nearly empty and as she turned around she saw a few more empty cans on the counter. She shrugged it off and blamed the tiredness.

"You awake?" Rodney asked. He was in his SWAT uniform, he was all heavily armoured and ready to engage in a gunfight.

"Well I'm not sleeping, what's up?" Chloe asked, a little relieved.

"I got you at a good time then, we need you at Irwins farm." Rodney explained. Chloe hung up the phone and got into the car, ready to drive off.

Chloe was speeding through the night, admiring the way the town looked when the moonlight shined down on it. She turned a corner and saw a man standing in the middle of the road, she swerved out of the way and nearly hit a lamppost.

"What the fuck?" Chloe yelled out as she left the car. She couldn't see anyone around, there was nobody to be seen.

"Keep it together." Chloe whispered to herself as she walked back to her car. She got back in and started to drive to the farm.

Rodney and at least twenty other SWAT members were outside the farm. They were checking their weapons and getting ready to storm the place.

"What's going on here?" Chloe asked as she ran towards Rodney. She was surprised that he was in the SWAT costume.

"Now you need to see this." Rodney said as he handed Chloe a pair of binoculars. She looked through them, looking out at the farm where a group of people were surrounding a man who was stood on top of a podium.

"Who is this guy? Some evil preacher?" Chloe asked as she watched the man. He was at least fifty years old, wearing a very old and dirty black suit. His skin was pale but had been burnt by the sun, he had long hair that had gone grey with time. He had a large scar on the side of his face, it split his upper lip and traveled up to his left eye.

"His name is Jeffrey Wilson and he isn't some preacher. His been in prison, he got out a few days ago?" Rodney asked. He was a little surprised by that but Chloe had been forgetting things lately.

"I...I think I forgot." Chloe said as she looked around with the binoculars. She thought she could see Roxanne for a second, standing by the barn but she assumed it was her mind playing tricks.

"He's one of the victims from Ralph Whites rampage." Rodney explained.

"Why was Ralph never sent to jail?" Choe asked. She was sure they had probably told her already but she couldn't remember.

"The case was thrown out, the things he did...Well you get it." Rodney said. Most of his attention was focused on Jeffrey, he was screaming out at the people who surrounded him.

"What are we going to do?" Chloe asked.

"Flush him out if we need to, I need you to get to Rachel though, make sure she will be alright." Rodney explained. Chloe turned around to get into her car, she looked back at Rodney and thought for a second.

"Good luck." Chloe said as she drove off. She was trying to get to the hospital as fast as she could but she was sure Rachel wasn't going anywhere.

"She is the daughter of Ralph White, she was born out of sin and she is the devil...She must be killed." Jeffrey explained. He was waving a cross in the air, his eyes fuelled with the insanity of people who should have died. Carrie had it, Rachel had it, Margaret practically lived with it.

"They're here." Someone yelled as he ran out of the forest. Jeffrey pulled out a pistol and started to fire, the other people pulled out the odd gun and started to fire.

Jeffrey ran towards his truck and jumped in. The police swarmed the area like locust, shooting anyone who dared to raise a gun at them. Rodney was running through the field, he sprayed his gun at an older and much more larger man who raised a shotgun at him. He turned to see a man who was around eighteen and a drug addict.

"Where is Jeffrey going?" Rodney asked the young addict.

Jeffrey was speeding down the road, he touched the scar on his face and put his foot onto the pedal. Chloe was driving down the road, she was going slow incase she had another problem. Her phone started to ring, she put it on loudspeaker and prayed that it wasn't another problem.

"Jeffrey is heading towards the hospital, you need to get there quick." Rodney yelled down the phone before hanging up, there was gunshots in the background.

Chloe was driving towards the hospital, she was starting to speed up now but as she did she could hear a burglary alarm, she was looking around and as she did, she didn't notice that she had jumped a light. Another car was speeding down the road and they collided.

Chloe froze for a moment, time had stopped for her, the glass from the windows hovered over to her and danced across her face. She looked at the other car but only for a second, everything was so blurry. The airbag burst out, smacking her in the face and launching her head back. She looked out of the other window, she could see Roxanne stood on the pavement but as her head swung around, she wasn't even sure if she was there. Everything went quiet, everything went black, everything just stopped.

Past

Ralph was walking down the street. He was holding a large bag, it was very heavy but nothing he couldn't manage. He was walking down to a small bar, it was where the so called gangsters liked to hang out since it was owned by them. He walked inside, scanning the area.

"Hey Ralph, what's going on?" The bartender asked. There were three people in the corner, drinking and playing cards. Ralph dropped the bag and used his powers to push the bartender back. He pulled a gun from his trousers and shot the three gangsters, he walked to the bar and started to pour the alcohol everywhere, spreading it out.

"They're going to kill you Ralph." The bartender said but Ralph was silent, he didn't say a word. He took out his lighter and dropped it on the bar which then allowed the alcohol to ignite. He walked out and grabbed his bag, he turned his head as the bartender screamed. The back of the bar was used for addicts to go and have something a little stronger than the house ale.

Carrie and Arthur were walking down the road, she had just finished helping out at the church and Arthur agreed to meet her. Her hands were shaking and she looked like she wanted to cry but Arthur knew she wouldn't say anything.

"So um, you at my house again?" Arthur asked very awkwardly.

"No, I think mum wants me home." Carrie replied. She was quiet and wouldn't look at anyone in the eye, she was often like this when she left the church.

"You know my parents were asking about you, I think they know about McHale." Arthur stuttered, he knew she hated it when he said that name and even more when it was about other people working out his taste.

"Please don't let them find out, you know what will happen….You know Hargensen will ruin their lives like he did with the others who found out about him." Carrie panicked as she spoke. She spoke fast and her voice was rather high, she took a breath and stared into Arthur's eyes, he was frustrated but understood.

"Fine, I'll convince them it's nothing but something needs to be done." Arthur explained and Carrie nodded, she leaned in and kiss him slightly.

"It'll be over soon, it will all be over soon." Carrie said softly, Arthur just looked at her, still worried about her.

Ralph was walking down the road, still holding the bag but now on the phone with John Hargensen. He was watching a pair of gangsters get in a car, waving their burgers around in the air.

"I need to call in a favour, I'm about to do some weird shit so...Yeah." Ralph said as he hung up. The car was driving off, it went under the traffic light and Ralph pulled it down, crushing the car.

Margaret was at home, she was drinking her tea and had cleaned up the house. It was spotless, there was no sight of any blood or anything. She was watching the video though, she watched it over and over as if it was looped, she knew every word and everything that happened on it.

Ralph was continuing his walk down the street. There were no cops around, probably due to the favour he pulled with Hargensen. His phone started to ring, he was skeptical at first but answered it anyway.

"Ralph get here now." A tormented Barbara screamed down the phone. She was then taken off and one of the gangsters took the phone away from her.

"Are you coming to save your whore?" One of the gangsters said but Ralph just hung up and continued walking. He could hear helicopter noises, screaming soldiers and the sound of grenades exploding...It may have been inside his head but it was like an actual warzone for him.

Present

Jeffrey was speeding down the street, heading for the hospital. Before he got there though he swerved out of the way for an ambulance and halted the car. He got out, stumbled a little but he was fine. He had his pistol in his hand and started to run into the hospital. He hid the gun under his jacket, it wasn't very subtle but he didn't care.

"Where is Rachel Lang...WHERE THE FUCK IS RACHEL LANG." Jeffrey said as he put the gun to a nurse's head.

"Down the hall, room 32." The nurse cried out. He threw her back and started to run down the corridor, waving the gun in the air.

He approached the room where a policeman ran out to stop him. Jeffrey fired twice, both bullets hit the man in the neck and he fell to the ground. Jeffrey walked up to the policeman who was on guard duty for Rachel and looked through the glass, he could see Rachel in bed and he smiled. Rachel then opened her eyes and smiled herself.

"The fuck?" Jeffrey yelled as he raised his gun. Rachel pushed him back against the wall and crawled out of bed.

"I remember you." Rachel said as she walked up to Jeffrey, she took his gun and walked off, leaving him there.

1 month later

Rachel was in the woods. She had a small cabin that she had either built or just restored but it still looked a little rough, it needed a lot more work. Rachel was wearing a red shirt and black trousers but she didn't bother with shoes. She used her powers to force a shotgun to fly towards her, she could hear someone moving. Two young hikers were walking through the woods, they approached the cabin and Rachel put the gun down.

"I thought you weren't coming." Rachel said as she walked up to them. The two hikers were Jesse and Sue.

I hope you enjoyed so please review. What is happening to Chloe and did she survive? Who is Jeffrey? What is going on with Rachel or Ralph? Is there anything you want to see? Feel free to message me or leave a review. Until next time, have fun.