Chapter 26: Tick Tick BoomBefore he could get the words out, he was on the receiving end of a right paw that sent him flying across the room, his back slamming against the wall of the store. "Come on Robert, you can't blame this on anybody but yourself. I told you to run" he said, almost playing with his prey. Tracking his every move, like a leopard about to devour his target. Only difference is this 'leopard' looked thrice the size it was supposed to, and it was previously human Robert tried nursing himself as quickly as possible, back to his feet, but as soon as he raised his head, the image vanished."You're a fucking animal man. What the fuck is going on?" he hurled, not knowing what part of the room he was going to be attacked from next. All of a sudden, the echo of a catlike purr sudden filled the halls, and before Robert could make out what exactly was happening, he got blindsided and payed for it dearly, his right leg battered by a paw swipe. "Ah fuck", he said, almost dro
Chapter 27: Dear SisterFor a couple minutes, she just sat on the couch with the living room lights on. Not really paying attention to much and in all honesty, not really caring that much about it either. She couldn’t really fathom what she felt at this point in time. But whatever it was, it looked grim and painful. Still awake in this nighttime nightmare, she decided to conform to sleep, maybe that would take the pain away. “It might not work, but there’s no pain in trying” she thought to herself adjusting the lavender pillows on the long couch. Just as she was about to close her eyes and ‘lay her hair down’ for a minute, she heard a bustling sound coming from the kitchen. At first, she wasn’t at all bothered. It could be either Raymond or Mia coming down for a midnight snack, so she didn’t give much thought to it. However, when the noise only grew louder and louder like someone was struggling with something, she decided to check It out.“Maya? Ray Ray” she said, walking out of the
Chapter 28: The Shit Can Never Be Holy, My Prince“Really Jonathan. Is that supposed to help? Supposed to make us start on a clean slate or something?”“Loo—”“That’s supposed to make up for years of absence.”“Maka—”“For years of disappointments after mourning after disappointment after hope then back to mourning? That’s your excuse for—”“Makayla” he said, raising his voice a little louder than usual, but not loud enough to wake the sleeping kids a couple rooms away. “You need to understand that it wasn’t a choice. I had to—”“You didn’t have to do shit Jonathan” she barked back, standing up in rage. The sadness and hopelessness on her face suddenly changing to unholy anger. “You didn’t have to leave me to mourn by myself when I got pregnant and lost my son the first time. You had a choice to attend me and my husband’s wedding, you didn’t show up.”“C’mon Makayla, that’s in the…”“No it’s not. No it’s not in the past. And by the way, you sure as hell could at least pay some respect
Chapter 29: ComaThe flashing fluorescents, the echoes and cries of pain and blood. The 'oh my God's' and 'Lord have mercy's'. It was all too much too handle, especially at one go. He was dangling between the ever-swinging pendulum of death and life, consciousness and lifelessness. He wasn't sure of what exactly was happening, but from time to time, he'd hear pieces, fragments of what was going on outside and revolving around his dilemma."Get him to the ER right now…*"He's losing a lot of blood, we need to operate on him right now…""Are you sure we can do this?""We have to…""He's going to be out cold for a while Miss Olivia you'll have to be more patient with us, and with him…""Robert please, open your eyes…" “I’m sorry ma’am. But I’m afraid he might never be able to—"Those sounds and fractions of conversations kept bouncing off the walls of his head. Re-occurring with every passing moment. He gradually began to feel like a spectator to his thoughts.Every single string of con
Chapter 30: Rest EasyThe jeers and cheers of nonchalance gradually became the reigning mood over the bar. Even as early as eight in the morning it was packed with people who were either moody from being on the receiving of a one-night stand, or joyous after orchestrating the one-night stand themselves. You had to be in either one of those categories. However, there seemed one man that wasn’t in the lot. At least, he didn’t look or seem like it at first glance. Tattered face cap on his head, and no drinks on his table. He just sat aloof, seemingly talking to himself, while nervously tapping the table with his hands, a ring on each of them.“Breaking news for the fourth consecutive week, the highway bandits strike once more. This time in the neighboring city of Phoenix. Leaving each of us with a single question. What city will be next? But even more important, will it be ours?” the television set said, echoing into the background. “Why are we even here Kay. I should be at home, eati
Chapter 31: Dr. Dre“Mr. Barrison, you have to understand the dilemma here. There really is nothing we could do. You suffered a severe amount of trauma to your head and spinal cord which, from the x-ray report, were the most affected points of contact. We did all we could to bring you out of the danger zone, and the fact that you’re actually conscious right now should even strengthen your resolve. But as far as it goes for your legs, there is nothing we can do about that” The doctor strung together those intelligent pieces of words he proudly called sentences, and felt like he’d done his best to explain to Robert that the situation was actually no longer in their hands. And in truth, there was nothing him or his colleagues could really do about his predicament, but as far as Robert was concerned, even though the doctor didn’t say it, all he heard was “you’ll never be able to walk again”, and to this he had no reply.“Mr. Barrison? Mr. Barrison?” he called to man lying almost lifeless
Chapter 32: The MurkiesThe dark, resonating voice sent a trickle of fear down her spine, and without thinking, she immediately got up from the floor and was about to head back to the hospital. When just as she turned, another murky figure slowly came out of the darkness. “Come on, it’s kind of rude not to answer when someone says ‘hi’ sweetheart” he said, slowly etching closer to her. Seeing that she really had no options, being cornered from both sides, she made a break for the space in the middle. Running as fast as she could to wherever her feeble legs could take her. The two dark figures met side by side, watching her run off, crossing the empty, streetlight-filled road and into a field that was virtually a cul-de-sac. “I’m not going to chase you” they both echoed in disturbingly similar fashion.Running through the field, maize crops smacking against her from every side, she maintained a steady pace. Refusing to give up nor relent until she made it out. And thankfully, she did
Chapter 33: Shotgun“Who’s ready to go to the park?” she said in a light voice, trying to get some adrenaline rushing.“Okay. Let’s Gooooooo!” the young teenager said enthusiastically. The complete opposite of the demeanor his elder sister had on. “Really mom, the park? I feel like I’m too old for that” she said, crossing her hands in front of her. “Wow. So, you’re too old for parks but just right for bed time stories?” she said, trying to get Raymond all ‘suited up’. “They’re not the same mom” she said, plopping to the couch beside her. “I don’t want to go.”"Oh. Well that's fine" she stood up, hand over her son's back. " I guess I'll just have to tell Marcus you said hi.""Marcus is coming?" She said, almost too eagerly. "I mean. 'oh, he's going to be there too?" She rephrased, trying to tone down the enthusiasm. "Of course he's coming" she smiled, softly stroking the tender hair of her son. "I invited a couple families for a kind of 'multi-date' type of thing. A few matters con
Chapter 40: Fate He sat completely still, gazing aloofly at the plain door of his room. Sitting in wait of whatever was going to walk through the door. Of whoever was going to walk through the door. Hours passed, but his focus never once shuddered. He knew what was coming. All he had to do was keep his eyes open, no matter how tired he felt, even if took the entire murky night. All of a sudden, his door creaked open, and he couldn't but shudder at what was on the other side. But in movie-like manner, it unveiled itself with a graceful pace. First his left hand slowly, finger by finger, crept on the door. His nails about five inches long, and skin, pale and scaly. Then his body slowly but surely made its way through. He was still in his uniform. The usual long-sleeved shirt covered by a white lab coat and blue jeans. And then his faced slowly poked through. His skin looked pale but smoother than his scaly hands. His chapped lips a little smaller, same for his nose. But the real touri
Chapter 39: Newton’s Third Law"Would you look at that Kay? This is what's become of the elders now ayy?" She smiled, looking at the tall gated building that lay in front of them. "They have grown weak and weary sweetheart. This is the best time to take advantage of th–""But remind me why we're doing this again?" she said, in a rare moment of hesitation."How many times do we have to go over this one Mar–""I just want to know why exactly I'm walking into a den of old men that have nothing to do with what I'm here for."If it could sigh, it probably would. But his dark, deep, and frightening voice (even for Mary) chimed with unquestionable fury as he said, "The elders are the only people with enough power and wisdom to put an end to you in seconds Mary. You can either have this all planned out, thinking your plan to get back on your siblings it okay, then watch it fall to pieces when they come knocking. Or, you could deal with these bastards right–""Chill chill" she said, with a sm
Chapter 38: There’s More than the Eight"Come on Dr. Draymond, I'm the worst person to ask about stuff like this.""Yes, I understand Mr. Barrison, but the reports are concerning your body. Stuff that you swallowed, and/or injected yourself with. Virtually no one can answer these questions better than…" he took of his glasses, showcasing his piercing set of weary blue eyes and delicate wrinkles"...better than you" He completed, with the most inquisitive yet calming demeanor. Raymond settled himself, for fear that in a fit to say something honest, and push the spotlight off him, he'd offend the doctor that looked like someone in his early fifties. So he took a deep sigh, closed then opened his eyes, trying to calm down, and said in a voice betrayed by exhaustion, "Fine then. What do you want to want to know Doc?""Great!" He put back on his glasses, the picked up the set of files he had earlier dropped. "You haven't had a history of drug abuse, have you Mr. Barrison?""Woah, woah, woa
Chapter 37: Now you see me, Now You see what I want you to see"What do you mean we're fucked?""How else do you want me to explain it to you Kayla? We … are… fucked" he slowly enunciated, stressing every single syllable. "Repeating we're fucked doesn't make me understand the situation any better. So, if you could just explain to me what you saw, and what exactly is going on, maybe I'd understand why exactly we're fucked.""Okay" he walked over to one of the couches and hurriedly took a seat, Makayla following suit almost immediately. "You remember Mary, right?""Umm Mary? She was… like, she's the one that… she…""Short hair, loveable girl, beautiful smile…”“Can’t really put my finger on it” she said, trying to jog her memory.“She was the youngest one of us in the foster home when we were–""Oh yes, now I remember" she said, the name finally ringing a bell. "Fair, fine, loveable and sweet. How could I forget Mary?" she smiled heartily on remembering the fond memories she had of her
Chapter 36: We’re fuckedThere wasn't any audible response, making her anxiety levels go through the roof. Instead, the gentle knock repeated itself, and this time, even calmer which made her tense up even more. Her fingers started twitching and her eyes glowing but somehow, she sounded even more frightened. "I said who's–" "Open up Makayla, it's Jonathan." The instantly recognizable voice echoed up from the opposite side of the door. "Shit" she said, finally loosening up both her posture and breathing. Carefully, but speedily making her way to the door, she unlocked it, and there he was, not all that mystical and awe-inspiring this time."So you didn't die or disappear this time" she joked, lightening up a little with a smirk on her face. "if I didn't know better, I'd think you–" before she was even able to complete her statement, he walked in without saying a word, and plopped down to one of the couches in the living room."Sure, you can come in" she gently locked the door behind
Chapter 35: This Wasn’t No Ponzi CartelTo imagine that something happening more than ten kilometers away was having such profound effects on a community like this would be almost unfathomable on a normal day. However, this was no normal day. And this once quiet community became even more quiet after the events that had taken and were taking place elsewhere but at that exact moment. Even the usual chirping birds hanging on the lovely oak trees around stood still for fear that a single whistle could get them on the list too. This all came to an abrupt end when a beat-up Toyota zoomed as fast as its engine could afford into the driveway that led up to the cul-de-sac, a gathering of bungalows just a couple steps ahead. It screeched to a halt just in front of a lightly gated house and out stepped a hassled, fidgeting character. "Come on, let's go" she said, slamming her door shut and quickly making her way to the opposite side of the car. She hurriedly opened the passenger door beside h
Chapter 34: Chaos“For there to be universal peace there must first be universal chaos”. Sounds real murky right? Yeah, that one was from mission impossible: fallout. You tend to learn stuff from most of the movies you watch right? More or less. However, as dark as it sounds, it’s also quite intriguing, that concept. And now that I think about it, it may have some layer of factuality to it. Maybe in fact there must be great suffering for unquestionable order to be imposed. But this shit right here, was a whole different level of universal chaos. He watched from up above, floating in the air, as the facility slowly burned to the ground. To imagine that there was in fact something that could make the most hardened criminals run for their lives was scary. Just the thought of it, the inferno that made the low but mighty scurry to safety, made demons look like pathetic fools. And he enjoyed every piece of the action, floating up high and watching the magic show.But there’s always ‘the o
Chapter 33: Shotgun“Who’s ready to go to the park?” she said in a light voice, trying to get some adrenaline rushing.“Okay. Let’s Gooooooo!” the young teenager said enthusiastically. The complete opposite of the demeanor his elder sister had on. “Really mom, the park? I feel like I’m too old for that” she said, crossing her hands in front of her. “Wow. So, you’re too old for parks but just right for bed time stories?” she said, trying to get Raymond all ‘suited up’. “They’re not the same mom” she said, plopping to the couch beside her. “I don’t want to go.”"Oh. Well that's fine" she stood up, hand over her son's back. " I guess I'll just have to tell Marcus you said hi.""Marcus is coming?" She said, almost too eagerly. "I mean. 'oh, he's going to be there too?" She rephrased, trying to tone down the enthusiasm. "Of course he's coming" she smiled, softly stroking the tender hair of her son. "I invited a couple families for a kind of 'multi-date' type of thing. A few matters con
Chapter 32: The MurkiesThe dark, resonating voice sent a trickle of fear down her spine, and without thinking, she immediately got up from the floor and was about to head back to the hospital. When just as she turned, another murky figure slowly came out of the darkness. “Come on, it’s kind of rude not to answer when someone says ‘hi’ sweetheart” he said, slowly etching closer to her. Seeing that she really had no options, being cornered from both sides, she made a break for the space in the middle. Running as fast as she could to wherever her feeble legs could take her. The two dark figures met side by side, watching her run off, crossing the empty, streetlight-filled road and into a field that was virtually a cul-de-sac. “I’m not going to chase you” they both echoed in disturbingly similar fashion.Running through the field, maize crops smacking against her from every side, she maintained a steady pace. Refusing to give up nor relent until she made it out. And thankfully, she did