All Saints- Mature Fanfic, 17 plusonly (horror/drama0

[KilluaHysoka]

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Chapter 1
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The sound of rain echoed in the car, as rain drops hurtled towards the BMW pulled over on the side of the road. The driver of the car sat motionless in the front seat; head resting on the steering wheel. He wore a faceless expression as he starred blankly at the dashboard. He slowly lifted his head and gently rested it on the headrest of his seat. A thick fog had appeared around him and seemed to absorb all live color from the area. All that remain was the heavy rain drops, the thick fog, and an eerie yellow haze that covered the area. He slowly reached for the handle of the door and paused. He had no reason to open it nor did he have a reason to stay where he was. His hand seem to decide on it’s own as the sound of rain drops grew louder as the door was opened. He closed the door and looked at the road in front of him. He could only see a few feet for the fog had created a thick wall there after; blocking anything else from sight. He did not look behind him. As the rain soaked his baggy jeans, and dark blue shirt, the driver walked forward. Like a lost soul he floated through the fog, not knowing what he would find, but after all he wasn’t looking for anything in particular. The yellow hue of the fog had seemed to turn him slightly yellow. His eyes now seem to see a slight shade of yellow on everything he saw. The ground, visible at his feet, the vague outline of trees in the distance on either side of him and the dark yellow sky above.

After twenty minutes or so, as he read from the Rolex on his wrist, the fog seemed to part. He looked around him, but the fog was still apparent on either side. He slowly turned his head around slightly, and noticed the thick fog behind him. The fog had not disappeared, but had stopped directly behind where he was standing. He calmly looked forward again and continued walking. The tar covered road he walked on carried the same yellow hue as everything else. On either side of him was more gravel with a few dead trees. In front it seemed like endless road. He kept on walking. As he walked he took of his sunglasses to wipe the rain drops away. He than stopped. He had just realized, not only was the fog gone from this area, but so had the rain stopped. He looked at the sky, a puzzled look on his face. He brought the glasses back to his face and shook his head and removed the scrunched expression. Steadying himself ounce more he continued on. He walked for another fifteen minutes and he saw it. In the distance it seemed like a large mall. As he got closer he saw more of the building. It was massive. There seemed to be about seven floors to it counting from the windows which were visible from where he was standing. As he walked closer he stopped to take in the size of the building. He now realized it was much bigger than he thought. It seemed to span the size of two football fields. With the thought of fields in his mind he now took in the fact that there was a field besides the building. This field was in fact an actual football field. He walked onwards till he neared the field. The building towered over him, casting a dark yellowish shadow. He walked towards the chain linked fence surround the field and rested up against it. His clothes were still damp, but dryer than they ounce were. From where he rested against the fence, he could see the front of the building. The building looked rather new. It looked brand new in fact. The eggshell like color paint spanned the entire building, as well as the yellowish hue. Leading towards the building stair case was the yellow colored gravel which turned to more yellow tar. He walked slowly onto the middle of the road. He proceeded to position himself right in front of the building. The yellow sky shone slightly brighter now as it gazed down on the structure. As though knowingly the light shone slowly onto the structure as if revealing itself for him. Two giant bold words shone brightly.

“All Saints”.

He stood in the middle of the road for sometime staring at those words. He than turned to his left and paused. Like before there was nothing, but more endless road. He did not bother turning to his right for he knew what lay back there. Nothing. He turned to look forward again and started at the building as a slight wind started blowing.

“Are you going inside?”

He casually turned around and saw a girl staring at him. Like everything else around him she to had a yellow hue about her which reflected gently of her soft white skin. Her blonde hair seemed to float down to her shoulders as she stared at him, hands in her pockets. She had blue eyes which pierced him. They were sharper then most blue eyes he had seen, especially against the yellow glow of everything else around them. Like him she wore jeans and a t shirt, but unlike him hers were tight, both below and above. From the size of her chest and from the look of her she seemed to be about eighteen, a year younger than he was.

“I haven’t decided yet”.

His response was smooth and steady. She smiled at him and shifted her weight to rest on her right side, hands still in her pockets.

“You got a name?”

“Anthony…You?”

Her smile turned to a slight grin and back into a smile. She rolled her eyes and gave a slight hmm, teasingly to show she was deciding weather she should tell him, even though they both knew she was going to.

“Michelle”

With her hands in her pockets she half seductively, half casually walked towards him till she was standing by his side. Ounce standing beside him she shifted her weight to her left side, so her head was closer to his and stared at him.

“So are you going inside?”

Anthony stared right back at her. Michelle smiled at him ounce more and ran her tongue slightly across her bottom lip.

“Maybe”

She laughed girlishly at his remark before taking both hands out of her pocket. She brought them to his face and stepped in and kissed him gently on the lips. She then stepped back to look at him. He like before still had the calm expression on his face, unaffected by her, as most guys would have been. She brought her hands to cover her mouth as she laughed loudly now. Ounce the laughter had subsided she started walking towards the building. As she walked she turned around and called to him.

“So...are you coming then?”

As she looked back to wards the building she half walked half skipped. Anthony ounce again looked to his left, and then looked to his right. Endless road to either side of him. He looked up towards the yellow sky ounce more and then at the girls rear as she neared the stairs to the building. He took of his sunglasses to clean them one more time and began his walk towards the building as the yellow light shone on him.


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To be Continued
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[KilluaHysoka]

Chapter 2

Anthony made his way to the bottom of the stairs. Michele leaned herself up against the buildings stairwell and eyed him up and down. He in return eyed her.

“Don’t stare to long. You might go blind”

She smiled and raised her eyebrows slightly at her own remark. She bit her bottom lip and proceded to walk up the stone stairs. Anthony followed behind her. They both now stood standing in front of a giant wooden door. Unlike the rest of the building, the colors of the door were a dark brown, still with the hint of yellow. Anthony reached a hand forward and realized there were no door knobs or handle. He brought his hand back to his side and turned to face Michelle. She looked back at him, rolled her eyes and sighed. She than gingerly skipped to the side and rested her back against the side of the building. She brought both her hands behind her head as she gazed up.

“In life there are many doors one can open. Weather or not we choose to open them usually depends if we like what’s on the other side. But in situations where we don’t know what we may find, should we open those doors? Some people go through life searching for that one thing that will tell them why they are here, what they’re meant to do. Some are lucky enough to find that door which will give them those answers, but some get there and find out they don’t have the key. So what are you going to do Anthony? You’ve found your door, but you don’t have your key”.

Anthony looked back at the obstacle standing in his way. He hanged his head down and slammed a fist straight into the door. The sting from the punch lasted only seconds.

“Temper, temper”

Michelle pushed herself of the wall and walked up to him. She took his hand which had struck the door. She brought it close to her face and slightly pouting she tossed her head side to side as if to examine it. She than paused and looked straight into his eyes to make sure she had his undivided attention. A sly smile crossed her face as she brought his hand closer to her mouth as she ran her tongue across it. Flicking her tongue at the end she seductively brought it back into her mouth and pulled him closer to her.

“Do you really want to know?”

“Do I want to know what?”

“Exactly. What is it that we all want to know? Why are we here, why was I born, when will I die…?”

Anthony looked at her, his face calm as ever. He momentarily looked at his hand, her saliva glistened a yellow hue, and than back at her. He pulled his hand away from her clutch and whipped it on his jeans. He took a step back and looked at the door ounce more.

“All right. Show me”

She swayed herself up to the door and leaned her back against it. She gave a slight nudge as the door creaked open. She brought her hands back to her mouth and laughed loudly as she had done before. Anthony turned slightly to look behind him. He stopped. And closed his eyes. After all there was nothing back there. Nothing for him. He opened his eyes and walked through the door as it closed behind him.

Cold. It was the first thing he felt as the door closed behind him. It felt different though. The coldness reminded him of walking through a graveyard. It reminded him of death. He looked to either side of him and saw Michelle slowly walking, swaying her hips and she held her right arm up to the wall, tracing it with her finger as she swayed along. They were in a large hallway. The yellow hue was still apparent, but darker. Anthony followed Michelle, staying a few steps back from her. Weather it was to be cautious, or maybe it was because he also enjoyed the view, the uneasiness of the situation was slowly creeping on him.

Like the road the hallway seemed endless. As they walked on Anthony noticed various notice boards. He glimpsed at some of the posters on them carrying words as: “Dance this Weekend” and “PTA meeting this Wednesday”. As he walked on there were stacks of chairs piled on top of each other and tables set aside. He was in a school. He was going to ask Michelle if she knew anything about the building they were in, but he felt she was going to just laugh at him as she seem to do. Michelle had finally stopped walking at what seem to be an elevator. Unlike the rest of the building the elevator looked tarnished and old. The greenish paint was peeling and the sides were slightly rusted. She turned around to face him and cross her arms. She leant on her right side and raised her eyebrows.

“Well lover boy…”

Her eyes gazed at his then moved to stare at the elevator button. The up and down buttons glowed a slight yellow. From the looks of it the up button was tarnished and rusted like the rest of the elevator, but the down button was clean and looked brand new. Anthony brought his hand to the buttons and paused to decide. Michelle gave a slight, but audiable laugh.

“Looks like more people chose heaven then hell…”

She laughed some more and stopped and awaited his decision. Anthony looked back and forth between the two choices. He closed his eyes and pushed. The glow of the up button shone slightly brighter through the crack of the rust. They waited for a few minutes, Anthony finger still lingering near the button, Michelle staring at him, the familiar grin on her face. The “TING” of the elevator called them, as the doors opened. Michelle took a step back and brought her hands back into her pockets.

“Ladies first”

Anthony looked at her as she laughed at her own comment. He then peered into the elevator. Unlike its exterior the elevator was clean with a matching coat of green paint.

“Well…are you going?”

Anthony turned to look at her for a moment and then turned back to the elevator. He placed a hand again the door incase it was to close and took a step forward. He than stepped fully into the confined space and turned back to look at Michelle. She stood staring at him one hand still in her pocket, the other resting on her mouth. She smiled the biggest smile he had seen her shown yet as she blew him a kiss. The elevator doors shut themselves before Anthony realized what was happening. He started punching and kicking at the door screaming Michelle’s name. He stopped when he heard her voice coming through the door.

“You said you wanted to know…”

Before Anthony could respond the elevator gave a jerk. A second latter it seemed the cable had snapped as the elevator hurtled downwards, Anthony pinned to the floor, screaming as the g forces held him down. It might have been his imagination, but he could hear Michelle’s laughter over his own screams as the elevator plummeted downwards.

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To be Continued
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[KilluaHysoka]

Chapter 3

Anthony brought a hand to his forehead as he lay sprawled on the elevator floor. He looked around him and it seemed the elevator had stopped. Was he alive? The elevator doors were open and he could see a long hallway leading down from it. He slowly got up and felt the elevator walls. They felt smooth and showed no sign of a crash or accident. Anthony stepped out of the elevator and looked himself over. His jeans and light blue t-shirt were now completely dry. He took of his sun glasses and cleaned the sweat of the frames. He placed them back on his face and proceeded to walk forward. Unlike the previous level he was on this hallway had no tables or chair nor boards with messages on them. It was a plain white with a yellow hue hallway which seemed to extend itself every time Anthony thought he had reached the end of it.

Anthony stopped. He closed his eyes and opened them again; still the same hallway. Frustrated, he slumped himself against a wall and slid down, till he was resting. Bringing both hands to his head, he ran his hands through his hair and covered his face within his arms. What he did next, hew as unsure why. Maybe by instinct or because it was the only thing he had not tried to do. Anthony sarcastically brought his head up and looked upwards to heaven and spoke:

“Well…where’s my fucking answer?”

Immediately as the words left his mouth Anthony heard a “CLICK”. Bringing his head down Anthony starred at the wall right directly in front of him. A door had appeared and this time the door had a handle. Anthony gave a heavy sigh as he remained seated on the floor, tapping his head against the wall he was leaning against, while starring at the door. Finally deciding he had no other choice Anthony picked himself up and reached for the handle. The door soundlessly opened as Anthony stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

The room was spacious and like the rest of the building, from what Anthony could tell, it too had the white with the yellow hue. There were no windows, but a single television set at the front of the room which emitted a warm fuzzy glow, and a single table in the middle of the room. On top of this table sat a boy; a teen to be more accurate. He wore a lose fitting dark blue dress shirt, with matching black suited pants. He seemed to be wearing a school uniform. The boy had dirty blonde hair which was smooth in the back and slightly spiked at the front. His eyes, like Michelle’s commanded attention, but unlike Michelle his eyes were a soft almond brown. He bore a slight tanned complexion and a small ear ring on his right ear. But what really caught his attention, and put Anthony on guard was he bore the same sly grin Michelle always wore.

“I’ve been waiting for you. Man you took your sweet time getting here”

The boy laughed and smoothly brought a hand to his hair and slightly combed it before bringing it back down. Anthony walked caustiously to the side of the room as he spoke to the boy.

“I would have been here sooner, but I was a little bit preoccupied, women problems”

The boy turned himself as he sat on the table to face Anthony as he moved. The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote control and brought it to his lip and looked at Anthony, his face slightly frowning.

“No…I wouldn’t have expected you to be here sooner. I mean…”

The boy pointed the remote at the TV and turned it on.

“You don’t even know where here is”

The boy smiled at Anthony again as he began changing channels. Each flicker of the television brought another fuzzy yellow glow with no picture, but a blank screen.

“V”

“What?”

“You can call me V”

Now Anthony had the slight frown on his face as he stared at V, as he continued to change the channels. Anthony looked at the boy and than at the TV. He came here looking for answers and standing there was getting him no where. Anthony walked in front of V, blocking him from changing the channels. V pointed the controller directly at Anthony, his smile turning into a grim look.

“Careful now, you wouldn’t want me to turn you off”

V put the controller back in his pants and slouched forward. He turned his head slightly to the right and gazed at Anthony.

“So why are you here?”
Anthony stepped towards V.

“I don’t know. I guess I’m here to find out”

V tilted his head to the left.

“So why are you here if you already know the answer?”

Anthony took of his glasses in frustration and looked at V with an half arrogant half demanding look.

“What…what the fuck are you talking about? I am here to find out why…”

V looked at him and began laughing.

“Tsk tsk Anthony is here, but he’s all confused what, o what is he going to do”

V continued laughing. Anthony dropped his glasses and rushed up to the boy. He grabbed him by the collar and brought him to the floor.

“Who the fuck are you people?!”

V stopped smiling.

“I’ll tell you who we are, if you answer one of my questions first”.

Anthony loosened his grip a little, but still held the collar securely. He looked at V and nodded. V smiled again and looked at the watch on Anthony’s wrist.

“Why are you still wearing a watch that no longer works”?

Anthony looked at his watch. The hands had stopped moving. Anthony let go of V and got up. Anthony took of his Rolex and placed it in his pocket. V got back on the table and took out the remote control. He pointed it at the TV and turned it on. This time Anthony watched as an image of homeless person appeared on the screen, sitting wrapped up in a torn up blanket in a side alley.

“That’s your fault”

Anthony looked at v and back at the old man on the screen.

“What’s my fault?”

V changed the channel and it now showed the old man sitting on a sidewalk asking for money as people walk by.

“He has to beg for money and pray just to make it through the night. It’s all you fault”.

“How the hell is that my fault, I don’t even know him”

V turned to look at Anthony.

“Do you want to know him…?”

“I…how is it my fault that he made the wrong decisions in his life so he’s now fucked up and on the street. I had nothing to do with that!”

V changed the channel again and now appeared the same homeless man on the same sidewalk, but now it showed a teen walking by the man. The teen was accompanied by five other people. They were laughing and playing around as they walk and jeered each other. The old man reached out a hand and shook the plastic cup held in it. The teens gave him a disgusted look and walked on. One of the teens, a brunette with free flowing hair, and long legs grabbed the teen who seem to be the leader of the group. “Anthony we should at least give that guy something”. The teen laughed and looked back at the girl. “Babe I can’t, cause right now my only concern is you”. The girl laughed as the teen reached for her waist and pulled her close to him and kissed her on the neck.

V turned the TV off and looked back at Anthony. Anthony hung his head low and starred at the floor as he muttered:

“So what…what. Even if I did give him a few bucks it still wouldn’t have made a difference. It’s his life, not mine”

V’s expression became grim. He got off the table and walked to face Anthony.

“How much does your watch cost? Five thousand, six? Six thousand dollars just to tell time. Your time is truly priceless.”

“I fucking work for my money all right. I’m allowed to spend it when I want and how I want”

V turned his back to Anthony and walked to the opposite wall.

“Do you ever wonder what happened to that man?”

Anthony did not answer.

“Do you ever wonder what might have happened if you had given him the respect he deserved as a human being and the change in your pocket?”

Anthony did not answer.

“Past, present, and future. All are connected all can not be denied. Past sins, un forgiven will come back for the forsaken”

Anthony was about to speak after V had finished his sentence, when he felt an ice cold sensation on his right shoulder. It not only felt cold, but wet and yet hard. Anthony turned to look behind him and fell to the floor screaming as a bloody hand rotting and peeling of flesh latched onto his arm as an old man covered in blood and rags reached his other disfigured sore covered hand towards Anthony’s throat.

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[KilluaHysoka]

Chapter 4


Anthony swung his arms at the figure now hovering over him. The rotting hand clasped firmly around his neck, chocking the existence out of him. Anthony screamed and kicked unwilling to go without a fight. The old man smelt of garbage and death. Anthony felt the grip around his neck grow tighter and tighter. He looked into the hollow sockets of the man’s eyes, but saw and felt only hate. Anthony grabbed the man’s arms and tried to pry them off. With his remaining strength Anthony slowly lifted the man’s hands from his throat. With his airways clear Anthony screamed:

“I’M SORRY!!”

In an instant the old man disappeared leaving Anthony on the floor coughing and sucking in air. The blood stains on his shirt were gone. Anthony lifted his head to find V calmly sitting on the table looking down on him. V gave a slight shrug of his shoulders and plainly stated:

“That’s all he wanted to hear”.

V hopped of the table and held out a hand. Anthony took his hand as V helped him off the floor. Anthony just stared at V unsure of what to say or do. V turned and walked to the door and opened it.

“This is just the beginning. You wanted to know the truth, but what you really want to know is yourself. You can go to the next floor now, but if you want it all to end go through that door.”

V pointed at a door on the other side of the room that had just appeared.

“You go through that door; you become and remain the boy you saw on the TV. The choice is yours Anthony. The choice has always been yours.”

Anthony walked towards V and brought his face directly in front of his. He stared at the other boy eye to eye and spoke:

“There’s nothing back there for me. There never was”.

Anthony walked passed V as V had another smile on his face. As Anthony walked up the hallway back to the elevator he heard V shout to him:

“Say hi to the bitch for me!”

Anthony stopped to turn and ask him if he was referring to Michelle, but as he looked behind him V and the door to the room was gone. All that remain was the white walls with the yellow hue. Anthony made his way back to the elevator and stepped inside. He looked at the panel and saw no buttons. As he was about to step outside again to see if the buttons were located else where a slight glow appeared and a button formed. The button showed the symbol of an arrow pointing upwards. Anthony gave a sigh and pushed the button. He quickly held on to the sides of the walls incase the elevator decided to turn into another roller coaster ride. The elevator started to shake slightly as Anthony felt himself moving upwards. Anthony felt the elevator stop as the doors opened. His jaw opened with a gasp at what he saw. Stepping out of the elevator Anthony felt his shoe crush the grass beneath it. He had stepped onto what could only be describe as a jungle paradise. There was grass all around with trees and the sound of birds. Above him he saw the yellow tinted sky, but that was impossible. He was still inside, wasn’t he? As he walked further in he could hear the sound of water crashing against rocks. As he followed the sound he could see birds flying above him and small creatures of different size running to hide. Anthony arrived at the sound he was following; his jaw dropped ounce more. It was a small lagoon, with a small waterfall. The water was crystal clear as he could see different colored fish swimming around. Anthony squatted down at the edge and cupped some water in his hands and brought it to his lips. As he drank the water it seemed to spark something within him. He no longer felt tired, but alive. It felt as if he was drinking life itself. Anthony took several more gulps of the water before sitting back on a rock and enjoying the view around him.

“Hello”

Anthony turned around to see a young boy standing behind him. The boy seem to be no older then ten. He, like V wore the same colored dress shirt and pants with the matching shinny black shoes. He had black hair shaped like a bowl. Anthony smiled at this for he could picture the boy with a bowl on his head as someone cut all the hair that was showing. The boy had tanned skin like V, but unlike V the boy had a few freckles on his face. Anthony got up and eyed the boy from head to toe. Anthony spoke first:

“So what should I call you, W, X or Z?”

The boy turned his head to the side and gave Anthony a weird look. Anthony just looked back and shook his head.

“Never mind, forget it”

The boy turned his head to the other side and gave Anthony a even weirder look. Finally deciding the boy spoke:

“My names Chris, what’s your?”

Anthony started laughing and raised his hands in the air as if to ask god what was going on.

“You don’t know my name? It’s Anthony alright. Let me spell it out for you. A-N-T-H-O-N-Y.”

The boy smiled, but unlike Michelle and V, the boy bore his teeth in a child like manner. He than ran up to Anthony and hugged him around the waste.

“Good, I’m just making sure it’s you hehehe”.

The boy let go of Anthony and skipped of to the edge of the water. Anthony just looked around him, fed up with the situation and not sure of what to make of it. He wanted to say to the child, ‘What the fuck is going on”, but did not due to the fact he hated swearing in front of kids. So Anthony followed the boy and looked into the water. The boy looked up at Anthony and back into the water. Chris repeated this action several times before looking at Anthony with a frown.

“Who’s Michael?”

Anthony was taken back by the question. He than grew slightly angry and fought hard to calm himself down before speaking.

“How do you…why do you ask?”

Chris just peered back into the water before answering in his boyish way:

“I dun know just wondering. Did you to have a fight or something?”

Anthony again surprised at the boys knowledge; this time could not suppress his anger.

“Why the hell do you care!?”

The boy jumped a little, caught of guard by Anthony’s tone. He looked up at Anthony and slight tears were forming in his eyes.

“I’m sorry…I just was wondering”

Anthony seeing the effect he had on the boy gave a heavy sigh and squatted down next to him. He placed a hand on the boys shoulder to comfort him.

“I’m sorry I shouted at you”

The boy brought a hand to his eyes to rub the tears away with his sleeve.

“Forgive me?” Anthony asked softly.

The boy smiled ounce more showing his pearly whites and nodded his head enthusiastically. Anthony sat down next to the boy as the boy scooted closer to him.

“So who’s Michael?”

“I’m not getting out of here till I answer that am I?” Anthony asked staring at the water than at Chris.

Chris now bore the same expression both Michelle and V had given him. Chris slowly shook his head side to side, before removing the stern expression and returning to his boyish smile. Anthony nodded his head and began:

“We use to be best friends. A long time ago though. We kind of grew up together, neighbors at first, but when I turned twelve and he turned eleven our parents put us in the same boarding school. It was great (Anthony smiled remembering). With our parents not there, and school only being during the day, it was a constant party every night. And it helped that it was a co-ed boarding school. It was fun sneaking into the girl’s dorms, or vice versa. Yup…Me and Michael had some good times.”

Anthony looked at Chris, seeing if his explanation was good enough to get him to go to the next floor. Chris just smiled at him:

“So what happened between you and Michael, you still haven’t told me yet hehehe”.

Anthony raised his eyes and shook his head, but reluctant as he was he still answered:

“By the time I was six-teen and he was fifth-teen both of us only had one thing in mind: Chicks. We both did the same thing, hitting on different girls and getting our own separate action, but this one particular year, a new girl had transferred to the school. She was in my grade so I met her first. Her name was Julie. Beautiful hair, brunette, with the deepest brown eyes I had ever seen. And man she had a nice set of bo….”

Anthony stopped and looked at the boy sitting beside him, eyes wide open.

“Books. She had a nice set of books, since she was new and a transfer student, you know how it is…well, ya that’s…well anyway. We started talking and I was really into her. So that night I told her I’d sneak into her room so we could talk about where she use to live and such. So I decided to bring Michael along. I knew…I knew after they both had met that they both were into each other. I had never seen him more excited about a girl before, and she obviously was digging him. I knew, but for some reason I didn’t care. I still made my move on her and I asked her out. I was amazed though when she said yes.”

Chris gave a little laugh and perked his head up.

“She said yes even though she liked him?” the boy asked, his voice squeaky and high pitched.

“Yup. At first I was just glad she said yes. I knew I had to tell Michael sooner or latter so that night I pulled him aside and told him what had happened. As usually Michael was the first one to congratulate me and wish me luck. I knew he was hurting on the inside, but he wasn’t showing it. Me and Julie dated for a couple of months, and man, it was one of the best time of my life. But then…”

Chris perked up his head again and looked like a little puppy eager to receive a treat.

“But then, but then…” the boy repeated eagerly.

“But then I caught them…”

Chris sunk his head lower and a soft “Oh” escaped his lips.

“It was valentines. I had bought Julie this golden bracelet thing, you know typical boyfriend girlfriend stuff. Anyway I wanted to surprise her so I went up to her room and opened her door slowly, she had given me a key, she said it made us more connected it. At first I only heard what sounded like a groan, but then I saw…I saw enough”

Chris had a scrunched up look on his face. He looked at Anthony then proceeded to peer into the water. After staring at it for several minutes his eyes widen and his jaw was open in awe.

“What is she doing with her mouth?”

Anthony quickly grabbed the boys shoulder and yanked him from the edge of the water. The boy had a traumatized look on his face. Anthony sighed and spoke in an irritated sarcastic voice:

“I don’t have to explain the birds and the bees to you do I?”

Chris shook his head franticly in a no motion.

“So anyways…after that I couldn’t stand to see either one of them anymore. Michael tried on several occasions to apologize, but I just …it was too painful. I asked my parents to transfer and they finally gave in. At first they didn’t agree because I wanted to transfer to a regular public school, but I persisted and won in the end. Julie called me a few times, but I didn’t bother answering. That bit…(Anthony gave another heavy sigh) She called me on my birthday, but I just ended up screaming at her some more and hanged up. After that I lost contact with both of them, never heard from either of them again.”

Anthony turned to look at Chris and yet again the same expression that V and Michelle bore, he now showed. Chris got up and pointed to the water. Anthony got up and standing beside Chris starred into the water. Chris in a mono tone voice spoke:

““Past, present, and future. All are connected all can not be denied. Past sins, un forgiven will come back for the forsaken”

Anthony eyes widen as he heard turned around expecting to see another creature just as how V had said those same words. But to Anthony’s relief there was nothing behind him. But just as Anthony momentarily relaxed, the water rose up and seemed to reach out to him. A second latter Anthony was in the water struggling for dear life as he sank deeper and deeper.

Chris peered into the water watching Anthony struggling and sinking. His boyish smile returned to his face as he waved at Anthony, smiling happily and shouting at water:

“You said you wanted to know!!”

Chris laughed and skipped off humming a tune to him self as he disappeared into the trees.

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To Be Continued
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[KilluaHysoka]

Chapter 5

Anthony trashed his arms and legs screaming for air. He opened his eyes and realized he was no longer in the water, but appeared to be in a white room. His clothes appeared dry and showed no sign of the struggle he was enduring just moments ago. Anthony picked himself up and started screaming Chris’s name. He started feeling around the room, looking for a door or some sort of opening. Anthony was near tears now. He has tried to keep a calm cool composure, but nearly dying two times now it was too much to bear. Anthony looked up towards the white ceiling and raising his hands he screamed:

“What the Fuck do you want from me!!”

“Just to talk…” a voice replied from behind him.

Anthony turned around ready to fight whatever had spoken to him, but stood stunned. The voice belonged to a teen boy, about the same size as Anthony, 5’8. He had smoothly combed hair, deep blue eyes and a rich tan complexion. He too wore the same uniform both Chris and V wore. The teen smiled at Anthony and spoke:

“It’s been a long time”

“What the fuck are you doing here” Anthony hissed anger taking control of him.

“Just an old friend trying to help a brother. We were…we are brothers aren’t we?”

“You stabbed me in the fucking back and now you think were brothers!” Anthony raised his voice and stepped forward aggressively.

“I would have left her in a heart beat for you. I DID leave her for you. Our friendship goes beyond any girl man, you know that”

Anthony paced back and forth now, with a angry fed up expression on his face and his fist clenched so tightly, the blood was hardly flowing. The teen seem to plead with Anthony now:

“Anthony you know I didn’t want to hurt you. It just happened”

“It…it JUST HAPPENED!”, Anthony said half laughing, his face showing a sign of disbelief at what he just heard.

“I tried telling you we had broken up. We wanted to apologize, but you just wouldn’t give us a chance. Julie tried to explain to you how she felt, but it just…it didn’t happen the way it should”

“It didn’t happen the way it should…”, Anthony said with raised eyes brows, eyes cold and wide. Anthony reached out and grabbed the teen by the collar and pushed him hard against the wall and screaming to his face:

“I LOVED YOU MICHAEL!!”

Anthony let go and staggered backwards, shocked at the words that he had just shouted. Anthony looked at the ground, as if searching for some answer to his madness. Anthony fell to his knees, and began to cry. Through his sobs he muttered:

“I loved you…I loved you…”

The room began to fill with a soft laughter that grew and grew. Anthony turned his head, tears dripping away, to face where Michael was standing. Standing in the spot Michael was in, now stood a blonde girl, with her hands covering her mouth as she laughed. She slightly hunched over and still laughing said:

“OOO someone has pussy issues”

She laughed harder now, and began walking towards Anthony as he remained kneeling on the floor. Her voice echoed in the room:

“Hmmm what should I have today pussy or dick hmmm hard choice”

She now circled Anthony and grabbed his face and pointed it at hers. She brought her forehead to his and looking at him eye to eye she quickly reached for her shirt and lifted it above her breasts, revealing them to him. She slightly shook them side to side and smiling seductively said:

“What’s wrong lover boy, don’t you want to fuck these?”

Anthony drew his hand behind his head and swung the back of his hand directly at her face. Michelle fell over and holding her cheek began laughing on the floor. Anthony got up and whipped the tears away with his sleeve. He towered over Michelle and with a sick disgusted tone in his voice:

“Go to Hell!!”

“I already have”, the girl said now rubbing her cheek as it turned slightly red. “You should visit it sometime, it’s particularly warm during the winters” she began laughing again.

Anthony prepared to give her another smack when he heard a boy’s voice screaming at them:

“STOP!!!!”

Anthony looked past Michelle and saw Chris standing at a doorway which had just appeared. Michelle, still lay on the floor on her back, tilted her head backwards and saw the upside down image of the boy.

“Well well if it isn’t hairless and innocent”, Michelle laughed, her tone becoming more serious.

Chris waved his hand in the air calling Anthony to follow him. Anthony spat at the ground next to Michelle and walking over her he walked to the boy. Michelle stopped laughing and coldly looked at the boy, her tone became like ice:

“Someone’s going to get a spanking latter”

Chris turned away from her and grabbed Anthony’s hand and pulled him through the door as it closed behind them. Michelle got up off the floor and swore loudly as her cheek began to ache.

“Behave yourself”, a mono tone voice spoke as a boy appeared in front of her.

“Yes yes I know, I was just having a bit of fun. You should try it ounce in a while V, it makes the job so much more enjoyable.”

V just shrugged his shoulders and calmly responded:

“Yes fun is fun, but if HE finds out you interfered it will be hell for all of us”, V slightly shuddered as he spoke.

Michelle now looked scornful and spoke with harshness in her voice.

“It’s not as if we haven’t fucking been there before”

V just nodded. Both closed their eyes and a second latter had disappeared.

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To Be Continued
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