NaNoWriMo
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“You have lost much to make it here, before me, and I ask you the question, the one question that I ask all. Are you willing to lose more to obtain what I have seen?” Fletcher looks down at his dry, chafed hands, and tightens they Into fists. ”I am.”
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Cole lifts his head, slowly looking around at the carnage before him, before touching himself to his feet. ”You’ll never be forgiven for bringing that thing into our lives,” Gerald hisses as he stumbles into the room. ”You think this is what I wanted? You think I wanted everyone dead?”
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She grabs Debbie by the hair and slams her into the ground face first, repeating it several times before letting out a bloodcurdling scream and leaping to her feet. ”Why don’t you fucking listen!” She screams storming around the room, until she notices a growing puddle of blood beneath Debbie.
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“But you don’t understand. The shear power joy produces can run a healthy body at maximum efficiency for decades. Where sadness, it depletes the life cells at an alarming rate, so much so, that death is the final result.” ”And again, what’s this got to do with the shitty present?”
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“The very stars weep for your loss, but, fear not, there is a way to save him still,” Claudio says, Violet looks up at him confused. ”Are you trying to make fun of me now? There’s no way of going back to save him, it’s impossible.” ”That’s where you’re wrong.”
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Karl shoves his hand into the drain pipe, desperately trying to reach the keys. ”C-C-Can you feel them?” Denise asks desperately. ”Almost there,” he says, twisting his tongue, hoping it will somehow add an extra inch to his reach, that’s when he feels something pierce the back of his skull.
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“It’s an easy question, there is no right or wrong answer, there is only yours,” Gabriel says, attempting to smile warmly, but it end up looking awkward. ”I don’t care about your questions, haven’t you figured that out yet? And I know nothing of this technology you seek so passionately!”
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“It’s brilliant, the subtle strokes, the attention to detail, you have captured everything I asked for.” ”I’m pleased you like it, I would’ve hated for you to not feel it,” he says, smiling broadly. ”I feel every inch of it,” she says, running her hands over the jagged brush strokes.
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“I was there, the day he died. I saw it all, how it took an army to bring him down, but even then, faced with the inevitable, he refused to surrender, he was running on light streams. Then, when he was all but defeated, Trencher took his light from him.”
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“I’m surprised is all, I expected you to be, you know, bigger, jollier,” Frank says glancing quickly towards the shotgun, then back to him. ”You all do, that’s the joys of over advertising an image, it ruins the truth terribly,” he says grinning broadly, then lets out a rolling laugh.
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“The first cut,” he says, as the blade slices along Kevin’s arm, causing him to scream out in pain, “will be, upon reflection, the one that hurt the least. Although,” he says, leaning in closer to Kevin’s ear, grinning broadly. “I’m sure right now, you don’t believe that at all!”
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Colin places the cards face down on the table and leans back in his seat. ”I’m out,” he says, grinning broadly. “It’s a suckers game anyway.” ”The fuck? You’re the one who wanted to play, so don’t act like you didn’t want to play.” ”The games more of a distraction.”
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Stuart pushes the door open, peering into the room, searching the room for the source of the noise, eventually spotting Mary, his daughter, standing in the darkness, and breathes a sigh of relief. ”Honey, what are you doing up?” She turns quickly, brandishing a bloody knife. ”Kitty wouldn’t be quite!”
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“I thought she was a demon, sent to collect my soul because I reneged on the deal, but she wasn’t, was she.” ”Do you find yourself hunted by demons regularly?” Windthoroe asks, leaning forward in his chair. Callahan laughs loudly, “It wouldn’t matter would it? You wouldn’t believe me anyway.”
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The starship explodes in a brilliant display of colours. “May death be your reward, old friend,” Maldor says, through clenched teeth. “Take a number, the lines only going to get longer,” Jenkins says, placing a blaster to Maldor’s head. ”H-H-How?” ”Not all your crew believe the lies the federation spread!”
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“I thought I was going to be one of the lucky ones, one of those guys who doesn’t end up with a shitty Christmas story. But this fucker sure changed that!” ”Seriously! We’re trapped in our own home by some lunatic, and you’re worried about having a shitty Christmas story!”
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“That’s what happened, the whole story,” Keith says, wiping the tears from his face. ”I-I-I, I never realised that’s why you hated Christmas so much. Oh Keith, I’m so sorry,” Donna says, placing a hand on his. ”Don’t be, it made me who I am today,” He says, smiling wryly.
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“Isn’t it funny, how in the end, the true enemy, the true destroyers of the earth. Were the ones who lied, created this quest, framing another race, who we then scoured the stars for,” Johns says, coughing up a mouthful of bile and blood. ”There’s nothing funny about your lies!”
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“As I said before Samuel, my name is not important, and neither is why I have chosen to tell you these truths. The only thing you need concern yourself with is the simple fact, tonight, people you love, will die. Unless you shut up and listen to me,” he says.
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Darryl stares at the poorly wrapped present, as sweat run quickly down his forehead. Nervously he reaches out, gripping its wrapping, and begins slowly pulling away the soiled newspaper, until a plain cardboard box sits nestled in a nest of torn paper. ”Open it,” the voice hisses in his ear.