Chapter 25 Part 1 Failed

Chloe

April 22, 2014

7:35 PM

Portland, Oregon

Chrysalis Plaza

The three of walk out of the building alive and well. As Max, my step-dad, and I walk down the steps from the front exit, we could see people scattered around outside in the plaza in front of the tower. The area outside wasn't any tidier. It was completely desecrated with tipped over rope post and debris that had fallen from the building during the explosions.

Everyone outside was traumatized by the assault at the expo. We could see men and women catching their breaths next to each other. Holding themselves by the arms and comforting one another. This was horrible. I could even catch a glimpse of the Blackwell crowd dealing with the trauma too. Why did this all have to happen? That crazy commie fucker who killed Dr. Sorenson on stage in front of the whole audience almost shot Max point blank. They must've been there to kill us besides stealing the countermeasure and blowing up the whole tower.

"What the hell just happened back there, huh?!" David shouted at us. "What the fuck was that?! Did you know they would be here? Did you?!"

"No, David!" I shout back. "We didn't. At least not before we got here that is."

"Max, why in the hell would they try to do that?" asked David. "They were obviously in there to kill you. We would've gotten ourselves killed!"

"I don't know, David!" muttered Max. "Okay? I did tell you to watch for anything suspicious you know."

"I let you two do this job for one minute and this is where it gets us?! Could you imagine if Joyce and I lost either one of you?! Rachel, did you know any of this would happen?! Did you?!"

"No, David," she replied on comms. "I didn't. Sort of."

"What do you mean sort of, Rachel?" I ask. "Were you keeping something from us, again?!"

"No, Chloe. I wasn't. I didn't know until now that these terrorist were here. At least we now know what this fracture in time is all about now."

"Yeah, and at least I wasn't shot dead in the head by that maniac on stage!" Max muttered. "We can all argue about this failure later. Max out."

"Chloe! Max! There you are!" shouted a voice from the crowd.

"Mom!" I shout back to her.

The three of us march our way toward her and Kris who stood there worrying about us in the crowd.

"What were you thinking?! I thought I lost you three in there!" shouted Joyce hugging me tightly.

"I'm okay, Mom," I tell her softly. "Max was there to protect us when she did."

"David, I thought I lost you too," said Joyce hugging her husband.

"It's alright, Joyce," said David hugging his wife. "Max protected us. She wasn't lying about her magical time powers."

"Max, you're okay," said Joyce hugging my girlfriend.

"I'm fine, Joyce," she said to my Mom. "I'd never let anything happen to me or Chloe or anyone."

"What the hell happened in there?" asked Kris. "Who just let's a bunch of goons with guns walks right in there to start a riot anyway?"

"Don't know, don't care," said David. "All I know and care is that we're just lucky to be alive and we didn't get ourselves killed as a result."

"Max! Chloe!" shouted a voice from the Blackwell crowd.

It was Warren and Kate running over to Max and I. Relieved we made it out alive.

"What the fuck just happened in there?!" panted Warren. "That was some serious fucked up shit!"

"Thank the lord you're okay," said Kate crying and hugging Max. "I was so scared when they had the gun on Alyssa. By the lord, they didn't kill her."

"It's okay, Kate," said Max softly. "I'm so lucky I stood up there for her before they could kill her. We're safe now. That's all the matters."

In less than another moment, sirens could be heard from a distance. It was the sound of Chrysalis vehicles closing in on the scene. A convoy of trucks drove their way into the plaza and let our squadron of corporate cops and soldiers to move into the building to investigate the aftermath of the attack on their own tower. We could even see Captain Cage stepping out of one of the vehicles leading the investigation and ordering his men to rally themselves inside and secure the building. A Chrysalis helicopter flew overhead with a spotlight on observing the scene. The armed paratroopers marched into the front entrance to investigate and secure what was left of the expo while others stayed to secure and protect the civilians marooned from the attack.

"Looks like Captain Cage and his boy scouts are here to save the day," said Kris. "Isn't that a relief."

"Did we find what we were looking for?" asked Warren. "This had better not have been all for nothing."

"I hate to break it to ya, Warren," I said. "But they got away with the device for we could. At least we know that time will be ending two days. And they destroyed your drone. Sorry about ya."

"What the fuck," muttered Warren. "Now what do we do?"

"We've got to warn someone about this," said Max. "This attack is only the start of what's about to happen in two days. We need to inform Chrysalis or the government or anybody in charge of protecting this country from any threats to national security. Terrorist are about to break time in only two day and we have to stop them."

"Wish us luck on that one, Max," I said. "It's likely no one would even believe our story against Neo-Chrysalis. How's everyone else doing, Warren?"

"Not so good," he answered. "You saw how Kate is. Victoria is pretty torn up about what just happened. So is Brooke. So is everyone else pissed off that this trip didn't end so well for them. Especially Alyssa, man. If you hadn't shown yourself in that hostage holt for at least one other second, Max, they would've taken her ass out. That's another life you saved from Blackwell. I'm starting to hate those fuckers more than when Chloe, Rachel, and I encountered them back at the steel mill. And I just had to make up some childish story about them, didn't I? By the way, where did that Crosby man go before this all happened? Before they killed that doctor?"

Before we could question ourselves about Crosby's disappearance, I get a bleep from my phone. Rachel shot me a text about what to do next.

Rachel: Chloe, Frank and I are getting off this building. Meet us at the parking garage next to the hotel ur staying. Capish?

Chloe: U know it. On our way.

"Rachel just text me," I say turning to Max. "She wants us to meet her in the parking garage by the hotel with Frank."

"Let's move," said Max.

Chapter 25 Part 2 Go

Rachel

April 22, 2013

3:01 AM

5 Miles From Arcadia Bay

Dark Room

I lay down on the white screen unconscious with a few cuts and bruises. My sex assault with Jefferson was not pleasant. The more kept humping me in the ass, the more my virginity could not maintain.

I couldn't imagine what was worst. Being concealed in this dark room with a pedophilic maniac taking horrid pictures of myself tied like an insect caught in a spider's web or actually being raped to death by the maniac himself. I remember this awful movie called Show Girls made by Paul Verhoeven and some woman getting raped like an animal at the end of that film. I rather be watching that garbage movie than be entrapped in this garbage room. Too bad, so sad for the humiliated Blackwell legend, Rachel Amber.

Jefferson was still in the room. Overlooking my unconscious and beaten body. When I slowly regain my consciousness, I wake up moaning from my pain. The man with the goatee doesn't open his mouth until my eyes are wide open. I can't seem to open my after all the pain this psychopath has put me through. All I could do is hear this sadistic cocksucker out. Not giving two fucks what he says.

"Your so pathetic, Rachel," said Jefferson. "It's like your in my class again. So flattered. So popular. So glamorous. So sublime. So flamboyant. Yet such a vain, greedy, and spoiled little girl. No wonder people like Victoria make a bitch out of you. You were once a delicacy to be enveloped. But I've been far too vulgar now, have I?"

I try opening my mouth. No sentiments. Just agony.

"Nothing to say? Not surprised. You should've been my finest figure. Instead, you go from being the greatest excess to greatest disappointment in my years of photo art. All I ever asked from you was to be a thing together. And you belayed me. So much potential yet so much squandered. Understanding that our foreplay in this room was a bit extraordinary, it was necessary for me to believe you wanted more of it. Since you always want more of things that is. And so I gave more. Yet it's still not enough for you is it? It matters less now. From this moment on, we're through. I'm officially all done mentoring you. I'll be giving you your final dose in a few hours just to put you out of your misery. You just lye down there and rot until I'm back. Goodbye, Rachel."

3 Hours Later...

After hours of being passed out on the floor again, Nathan returns before Jefferson does. Overlooking myself asleep on the white screen. When my eyes are open, still lying down on the screen, I see the rich boy sitting on the couch in the room staring down on me. Looking guilty for be so helpless to me after what Jefferson had done to me.

"I don't know why you bothered coming here," I moan. "Even after what you made me go through."

"Rachel, I'm sorry," said Nathan. "I'm so sorry I let you go through this. I really am. I'd never hurt you like this. I really wouldn't."

"Like when you just stood there helplessly. Watching me get raped by that psychopath?"

"There's was nothing I could've done. I wouldn't win even if I did help you. I don't even want to talk about it any more than you don't. You said it yourself back at the party. Considering everything we've been through, we could be worse situations right now. And here we are. The worse situation we could possibly be."

"Why have you come back? I'm gonna be overdosed in any minute now."

"You might not believe me if I explained."

"Try me."

"Mark Jefferson isn't doing what you think he's doing. It may look like he just takes nasty photos of you in your sleep, it's something bigger than that. This is the work of terrorist."

"Did you just say terrorist? Really? What are you saying?"

I get on up and sit on my ass through the rest our conversation.

"For years, my family has been under the leverage of the worst terrorist organ, Neo-Chrysalis. A terrorist group known for breaking reality and manipulating the time space continuum under the influence of mass destruction. My Dad and Jefferson built this place specifically for those terrorist to find young females exposed to a genetically radioactive anomaly titled chronons. Anyone exposed to these chronons, as they call it, have the ability to manipulate time with super powers. Jefferson is suspecting you of having the power to manipulate people's minds. He's been giving you the drugs to see how much you can resist them before passing out. And he's been taking pictures of you for references and research."

"I don't understand."

Jefferson had known about my mind control power? Neo-Chrysalis? Exposed to Chronons? By now I could care less about this nonsense because I had spent the whole night with nonsense. Fuck it all.

"It doesn't matter. I'm afraid this is the part where I let you go and ask you to leave."

"Let me go? Ask me to leave? What do you mean?"

"Jefferson made me tell you this and now that you know what we're actually up to, this is the part where I let you go and let you leave."

"Wait, your letting me go? You're actually freeing me from this torturous place? Are you?"

"Yes I am. But you're gonna have to do more than just leave this room. You have to leave town."

"Leave town? What does that mean?"

"It mean you have to leave Arcadia Bay and never come back. That's what that means."

"Are you serious? I can't just leave here! What about Chloe? Frank? I can't leave without telling them!"

"You can't tell anyone! If you do, those terrorist are going to have my head. You'd be doing me a favor. But that's all bad news. There's at least some good news to it."

"Like what?"

"Remember how you used to obsess about living big in LA with Chloe or something? You can actually go. Jefferson thought he failed you here and so maybe he thought you alone could take matters into your own hands. He wanted to overdose you, but changed his mind so you could do this. I brought some cash with me so you could afford to go."

"Hold on just a minute. What's in it for me and you if I actually leave town without a word spread?"

"For me, I stay alive and keep my family's secret from being blown. I do have witness protection, but that won't be enough to keep me out of harm's way. For you, even though your abandoning everyone you know and love, you get to live the dream of a life time. Start a new life and forget you ever knew anyone here. Even Chloe."

Nathan Walks over to me and cuts me out of my duct tape restraints. Finally, it feels like it's been hours since I last felt my arms and legs. And it has. And now Nathan is actually letting go to abandon everyone I've ever know in this bay to live the dream I've always dreamed. Nathan lends me some of his dough he brought with me some I could afford to live in the land of opportunity. I before I leave, there are some last words Nathan has to say.

"We brought your bike over here so you could take off," he begins. "Before you go, I just want to let you that even though I was no help to you when Jefferson hurt you, I...I...I'm sorry. And...I...I...I love you, Rachel. Your more than a friend to me. I'm going to miss you very much."

A tear rolls out of Nathan's eye. He actually does care, doesn't he? Without even hesitating, I kiss him before I walk out of here. We actually kiss. Knowing that Nathan has always had feelings for me. And he has. Once a high school crush, always a high school crush.

"I love you too, Nathan," I tell him. "You've actually been more than a friend to me as well."

The boy gives me a pat on the back and then a hug before I leave. That was my last goodbye.

"I'll always love you," he says. "Now go. Get as far away from this place as you possibly can. And don't look back. And Rachel Amber, don't you forget about me."

"Never," I say.

I take the money, put on the rest of my clothes on that Jefferson removes, and walk through a vault door that leads up to a hatch. I open the hatch revealing a barn of some sort. I walk out through the barn doors revealing Nathan's truck and my bike parked next to it. As well as a sunrise giving birth to the golden hour. I've actually been in this retched place all night. By now it must be six AM-ish or so. And now morning had come.

I hop on my bike, start the engine, and drive off away from the barn and into the sunrise. Ending my nightmarish experience in the dark room and abandoning the town I have made home with Chloe and the rest.

Never before have I actually had the balls to selfishly do what I wanted to do the most. Even if it meant abandoning the one I have loved in Arcadia Bay. Like Nathan told me, just go and forget I knew about this town. No Chloe, no Frank, no nobody. It was time to go.

Note: That raps up the flashback story of Rachel torture porn, ladies and gents. Only one chapter to go and episode 5 is finished! Now...prepare yourselves readers. For your about to witness the most unforeseen twist I have been waiting to write for over a year now. Something that I've been ultimately planning for over a year now since episode 1. Your all gonna be blown away by the last chapter of this episode. It's gonna be good! Ooh ooh ooh!

Until next time, stay golden!