Killjoys never die
Waking up
'Mum, I think someone is in the living room.' Arthur whispers as he tugs at me. I wake up. Noticing the fear and a little bit of panic in his voice, I grab my gun from under my pillow. It's a red gun, one from the killjoys. I stand up, gun in my hands. I hold it the same way they taught me. He looks worried.
'Why do you have a gun? Bli forbids-' I cut him off by shushing. After all, there's a possibility there is someone in our house. Is it one of their workers? Did they finally found me? But no one knows where I live. Did Arthur tell it to someone? All these questions fill my mind as I carefully walk to the living room. Arthur follows close behind. I know he's scared, I'm too.
The living room. I raise my gun. There is someone. I just know it. I don't hear something though. So it's not a group, I think. Bli would have never send someone alone, neither does the resistance. Just a burglar perhaps?
'It is so fantastic to read an original copy! They only offer me the rewritten one, I don't like it that much. I thought they were all destroyed. Must have paid a fortune to get it. You have a nice house by the way. Not as roomy as mine, but I don't really have a house. And you have a TV and all the other normal house stuff.' I hear a gasp from behind the book. It is Gerard. He's standing upside down on one hand and in the other Harry Potter and the philosophers stone. He lowers the book and notices the boy hiding behind my legs. I lower the gun and look at him.
'And how the hell did you get here?' I ask annoyed. He asks to make room so he can stand up straight. We take a step behind and he flips over. A gymnastic would be impressed.
'I just came in through your window. I didn't know you have a son?' He squats to face Arthur who even tries to hide even more.
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That laugh. I hate it. I try to stop it. Blood everywhere. I can't. I can't control it, no matter how much I try. I can get back though. They don't like it. They want me like this. I hate it. Death is the only thing it understands. Claws swipe through the air. Laughing cut's through their scream. I scream. I don't hear it, only laughter. Insane laughter. NO. I DON'T WANT THIS. I NEED TO- A bolt of electricity is send through my body. It hurts. Darkness.
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We sit down. Gerard has bounced up and down all the time. Like a child. Arthur knows who he is. But I forbid him to tell from what. The only thing Gerard knows is that I know him from his past. I don't want him to know from what. He looks so happy. He lives with Bli, I just know it. They had his body, they brought him to life and since he doesn't remember they taught him all their beliefs. Practically nothing of him was left.
'What is the last thing you remember before you died?' I sound harsh. What are you going to expect? He dares to ruin my life after 16 years.
'Uhm..' He seems surprised by the questions. Good. 'Well , it's blurry. I'll tell you what I remember.' He isn't bouncing anymore. He looks sad actually. 'I saw a blurry person, right before me. He, I think, was really close. His hair was black and the part of his clothes I could see were green and red. Someone of the resistance for sure.' He said the last sentence with such disgust. It makes me sad.
'What's the first thing you remember when you woke up?' He seemed much happier now.
'I'll tell you, I remember it so much clearer then the last one.'
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I don't feel a thing, floating in darkness. I don't know for how long. I open my eyes, I didn't even realize they were closed. I see a room, green with bubbles. Oh, I'm floating in something green with bubbles, that isn't the room. Somehow I'm breathing. There are tubes in my mouth and my nose. That must be how I breath.
I take a look around the room. About five persons in long white coats. But I can't be sure of the colour. Everything is kind of green, so. They look like a little bit like bees. Running around from machine to machine. I giggle. One of the faces looks intensely at a screen. Her eyes are wide. Suddenly they all look at me. I realize I'm naked. I feel my cheeks turn red.
I can see the mouth of a woman standing in front of the thing I'm floating in. Her mouth moves and I just stare. I have no idea what she's talking about. She turns around and gets a piece of paper and a pen. She scribbles something down and holds it against the glass of my tube.
Can you understand this? Nod if yes. I stare at it, reading it. I quickly nod when I notice it looked like I was staring at it. The woman took the card away. She grabbed another one and started writing. I read what is on it once she put it against the glass.
A harness will grab you and the liquid will be drained from your tube. The harness will prevent you from falling. Nod when you're ready. All the five persons are staring at me. Some talk, I see their lips moving, but I can't hear it. A harness comes from behind and grabs me. It goes around my torso. I panic a little bit, but then I remember the words of the lady. The liquid begins to drown. It goes rather quick. My hair flops down. It's red. Oh yeah, it is red. Were the white stripe there before? I don't know. Oh well, they look awesome. The stuff has dropped below my waist. Fuck, my arms feel heavy all of sudden. All the liquid has drained. My feet actually touch the floor. I can see why they used the harness. I hang in it. I just can't stand on my won feet.
The tube opens. It slides down and a stream of cold air touches my skin. A shiver runs down my spine. That's much colder then the green stuff. They all surround me, waiting for something. The harness opens out of nowhere. With a yelp I fall down. The persons catch me and one comes really close to down there, which makes me blush harder then I already was. They support me, but since I can't walk or even stand on my feet, they drag me to a chair. After I sit down they roll me to some sort of shower.
'Whe....where-' My hoarse voice it cut off by the same woman who wrote the cards.
'You can ask later. Right now we need to get the remains of the liquid of your body. If it is exposed to the air for too long it will become poisonous.' That's when I noticed they were all wearing gloves.
After they showered me, which was really awkward, they dressed me and wrapped me into a blanket. I was doing the exercises they gave me. Stretching my fingers, moving my arms, wiggling my toes, bending my legs, stuff like that.
'I wanna try to stand up.' They looked at me really worrying. But they didn't say it wasn't possible. They help me stand up, by supporting me. After several times falling I could stand up on my own.
That's when Mister walked into the room.
'Why do you have a gun? Bli forbids-' I cut him off by shushing. After all, there's a possibility there is someone in our house. Is it one of their workers? Did they finally found me? But no one knows where I live. Did Arthur tell it to someone? All these questions fill my mind as I carefully walk to the living room. Arthur follows close behind. I know he's scared, I'm too.
The living room. I raise my gun. There is someone. I just know it. I don't hear something though. So it's not a group, I think. Bli would have never send someone alone, neither does the resistance. Just a burglar perhaps?
'It is so fantastic to read an original copy! They only offer me the rewritten one, I don't like it that much. I thought they were all destroyed. Must have paid a fortune to get it. You have a nice house by the way. Not as roomy as mine, but I don't really have a house. And you have a TV and all the other normal house stuff.' I hear a gasp from behind the book. It is Gerard. He's standing upside down on one hand and in the other Harry Potter and the philosophers stone. He lowers the book and notices the boy hiding behind my legs. I lower the gun and look at him.
'And how the hell did you get here?' I ask annoyed. He asks to make room so he can stand up straight. We take a step behind and he flips over. A gymnastic would be impressed.
'I just came in through your window. I didn't know you have a son?' He squats to face Arthur who even tries to hide even more.
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That laugh. I hate it. I try to stop it. Blood everywhere. I can't. I can't control it, no matter how much I try. I can get back though. They don't like it. They want me like this. I hate it. Death is the only thing it understands. Claws swipe through the air. Laughing cut's through their scream. I scream. I don't hear it, only laughter. Insane laughter. NO. I DON'T WANT THIS. I NEED TO- A bolt of electricity is send through my body. It hurts. Darkness.
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We sit down. Gerard has bounced up and down all the time. Like a child. Arthur knows who he is. But I forbid him to tell from what. The only thing Gerard knows is that I know him from his past. I don't want him to know from what. He looks so happy. He lives with Bli, I just know it. They had his body, they brought him to life and since he doesn't remember they taught him all their beliefs. Practically nothing of him was left.
'What is the last thing you remember before you died?' I sound harsh. What are you going to expect? He dares to ruin my life after 16 years.
'Uhm..' He seems surprised by the questions. Good. 'Well , it's blurry. I'll tell you what I remember.' He isn't bouncing anymore. He looks sad actually. 'I saw a blurry person, right before me. He, I think, was really close. His hair was black and the part of his clothes I could see were green and red. Someone of the resistance for sure.' He said the last sentence with such disgust. It makes me sad.
'What's the first thing you remember when you woke up?' He seemed much happier now.
'I'll tell you, I remember it so much clearer then the last one.'
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I don't feel a thing, floating in darkness. I don't know for how long. I open my eyes, I didn't even realize they were closed. I see a room, green with bubbles. Oh, I'm floating in something green with bubbles, that isn't the room. Somehow I'm breathing. There are tubes in my mouth and my nose. That must be how I breath.
I take a look around the room. About five persons in long white coats. But I can't be sure of the colour. Everything is kind of green, so. They look like a little bit like bees. Running around from machine to machine. I giggle. One of the faces looks intensely at a screen. Her eyes are wide. Suddenly they all look at me. I realize I'm naked. I feel my cheeks turn red.
I can see the mouth of a woman standing in front of the thing I'm floating in. Her mouth moves and I just stare. I have no idea what she's talking about. She turns around and gets a piece of paper and a pen. She scribbles something down and holds it against the glass of my tube.
Can you understand this? Nod if yes. I stare at it, reading it. I quickly nod when I notice it looked like I was staring at it. The woman took the card away. She grabbed another one and started writing. I read what is on it once she put it against the glass.
A harness will grab you and the liquid will be drained from your tube. The harness will prevent you from falling. Nod when you're ready. All the five persons are staring at me. Some talk, I see their lips moving, but I can't hear it. A harness comes from behind and grabs me. It goes around my torso. I panic a little bit, but then I remember the words of the lady. The liquid begins to drown. It goes rather quick. My hair flops down. It's red. Oh yeah, it is red. Were the white stripe there before? I don't know. Oh well, they look awesome. The stuff has dropped below my waist. Fuck, my arms feel heavy all of sudden. All the liquid has drained. My feet actually touch the floor. I can see why they used the harness. I hang in it. I just can't stand on my won feet.
The tube opens. It slides down and a stream of cold air touches my skin. A shiver runs down my spine. That's much colder then the green stuff. They all surround me, waiting for something. The harness opens out of nowhere. With a yelp I fall down. The persons catch me and one comes really close to down there, which makes me blush harder then I already was. They support me, but since I can't walk or even stand on my feet, they drag me to a chair. After I sit down they roll me to some sort of shower.
'Whe....where-' My hoarse voice it cut off by the same woman who wrote the cards.
'You can ask later. Right now we need to get the remains of the liquid of your body. If it is exposed to the air for too long it will become poisonous.' That's when I noticed they were all wearing gloves.
After they showered me, which was really awkward, they dressed me and wrapped me into a blanket. I was doing the exercises they gave me. Stretching my fingers, moving my arms, wiggling my toes, bending my legs, stuff like that.
'I wanna try to stand up.' They looked at me really worrying. But they didn't say it wasn't possible. They help me stand up, by supporting me. After several times falling I could stand up on my own.
That's when Mister walked into the room.
Notes
I'm ssoooooo sorry for not updating this longJust school was just so much work the last weeks
hope you understand
Necra out x
I'm a lady and I'm not the best fanfic author ever. But thank you
9/20/13