Never Take A Dare Because Life's Too Short
Chapter 10: Is This The End?
Morbid DF103: ...Insert rant from profile here... The LAST chapter! DF's local bud is posting this for me. So, this chapter will be read by a group of Happy, Excited Emos who will eventually become Sad/Depressed Emos and will then sit in a corner and cry... And then, a group of Angry Emos will emerge to kill, not me, but DF103... And then, ALL of the fics will be terminated at their current chapters and that'll break DF103's creed, "finish what you start". Now who says I can't predict the future?
Immature DF103: O.O;; :backs away slowly: All hope is lost!
Morbid/DF103: ...Anyway. The last chapter...typed up for the second time... Here is the grand, anticlimactic ending of Never Take A Dare Because Life's Too Short.
Rika, who sat staring at the outline of Ryo's face, couldn't understand what Ryo demanded of her. At that moment, she had lost all thought and wondered, What am I doing here? She was at the brink of losing it all, both mentally and physically, and she didn't know if she could take it. Everything welled up inside of her and it was to the point where everything would just overflow, burst out, all emotions rising from within her. Then, she believed...that the whole incident that had past was nothing but a nightmare. Nothing more could've been possible. Rika looked at the gun in front of her. It couldn't have been a nightmare; it had to be reality. She picked up the gun and saw that it was real. She pondered and found herself gazing back at Ryo again, the only person who was still alive of the teenaged tamers from Envymon's massacre.
Ryo squeezed his eyes shut and held his breath. He awaited for the one thing that would end it all. It was a risk he had to take, and in pain he hoped Rika the best.
Through insanity's deceptive shroud, one thing remained true to Rika, both in her mind and her heart... She had to save the one person she was able to help. She had to preserve what sanity she had left in her. She had to save her friend. She had to save Ryo.
"I won't do the dare," Rika replied.
Ryo's eyes fluttered open and silently sighed of relief, knowing he still had a little longer to live. "Why? It's the only way"
"I don't care, Ryo. There is going to be another way to fix this. No one else will die. You're not going to die."
"I want you to do this not for the sake of me, or for the sake of you. Envymon is eventually going to regain consciousness, kill you, and then kill probably the rest of the people in this area. Who knows what'll happen after that?"
"Since when did you have the right to tell me what to do?" Rika huffed, sliding the gun away from the both of them. "For once, would you try to think about something other than saving people. Think about yourself, and I don't mean your ego, but your well-being, and the people that care about you...especially the people that care about you. I know it sounds selfish, but you're going to put those people through hell if you sacrifice yourself. I would never forgive myself if I knew that I killed the one person I could've helped."
"Rika..."
"I felt helpless when I saw their bodies like that." Rika pointed to the four corpses near the back of the library. "I don't know about you, but that's how I felt. In some way, I still do. Our friends are dead. Does that even faze you at all?"
Ryo stared blankly back. "It does faze me because these hands," Ryo brought his hands up and looked at them, "...these hands were the cause of their demise. They would still be here if it weren't for these hands. I know exactly how you feel..."
"How would you know how I feel? If you knew how I felt, you wouldn't ask me to do something as stupid as shoot you."
"It's not a stupid idea. It's the only solution to get rid of Envymon." Ryo shook his head in frustration. "Give me the gun. I'll do it myself." As much as he didn't want to do it, he knew it was for the good of everyone.
Rika gawked at Ryo. "Dammit, Ryo! Is your head too far up your ass or something. I'm not giving you the gun nor am I going to shoot you! End of story."
"If you don't do one of the two, I'm going to end up killing you, too." Ryo slowly got himself up, wincing at the pain of his right foot.
"Jeez, dad!" Rika sarcastically yelled, a forlorn chuckle escaping her throat. Her tone simmered down. "Envymon hasn't come back yet. Maybe, he's gone and everything is back to the way it was...without any of the other tamers, at least. But, 'no' is the answer, Ryo, and it's not going to change."
"But"
"If you're so worried about hurting me or worse, then I'll leave. I've gotten this far without him hurting me, so I'll be fine." Rika picked up the gun and turned around to Ryo. "If you don't have any of this stuff lying around, you can't do much, so I'll go dump it somewhere for you." Ryo stood silently, speechless. "We won't see each other again. That's thereasonable solution."
"I know you don't like me that much, but you don't have to go this far."
Toward the door Rika headed, stopping next to Ryo, laying a hand on his shoulder. "If you think that, you don't know anything about me." She left Ryo a scent trail of her hair as she continued forward, a thin sheet of water glazing over her eyes.
Ryo obeyed. He didn't look back. He finally understood that it was for the best. Her scent lingered around his nose and it locked him away in his feelings for her.
The door...the separation between nightmare and reality stood before her. Rika wanted to turn around, turn around to see Ryo for one last time, but she couldn't. She knew that if she did, it would be a point of no return. She wouldn't have been able to escape from the decision she had made. A point had to be made and that point had to stand strong. She grasped the gun as she looked out through the door. "Goodbye, Ryo..."
Suddenly, a strong swooping gust rushed out the doorway, slamming the door behind it. All of the candles throughout the house flickered out. Rika whipped around and saw a dark, limp figure in the distance, standing near the entrance of the house's book room. The figure's eyes gleamed a deathly, demonic red, strangely in no light, seemingly the uncanny force that caused Rika's knees to tremble in place. A low grumble in another cold gust brushed Rika's cheek; Rika shielded herself covering her eyes from the painful wind. "Are you leaving me again, dear Rika?" it bellowed.
The wind desisted and slowly Rika brought her arms down, only to see the figure gone. Rika spun around and turned the stubborn knob that refused to turn. Ryo's head emerged from the door, his eyes rolled back, and from his mouth emerged a red digimon resembling much like Smeagle. "Neither anyone will come in nor go out."
Rika gasped and backed up, as far as she could, and eventually into a corner. Great, how am I supposed to get out of this one? she thought as Envymon's face neared hers. Her hands went numb and she struggled to grasp onto something, anything she could feel safe with. She squeezed her hands and a loud 'POW!' ricocheted throughout the house.
Envymon regressed at the sound as Rika held the gun up, aiming it right in between Envymon's scarlet eyes. "I'll shoot you."
A low menacing chuckle rang from Envymon. "The dear friend you would never want to hurt will die if you do, but no matter; good luck aiming at only me...that is, if you even have the guts to kill me, Erika."
Yeah, in your dreams pal. Rika lowered the gun, pointing the gun upward at an angle, enough to hopefully just hit Envymon and not Ryo. "I'd leave Ryo's body right about now...if you even have the will to live." Wait...gun shots don't effect digimon.
Rika lowered the gun, pointing the gun upward at an angle, enough to hopefully just hit Envymon and not Ryo. "I'd leave Ryo's body right about now...if you even have the will to live."Another droning snicker escaped Envymon. "Hesitating, are we? But, you were never afraid of anything, especially me. However, you chose them over me so you shall meet your demise as well." Envymon slowly stuck one arm out and then the other, slowly emerging out of Ryo's mouth. He grabbed Rika by the cheeks, lasciviously licked her lips, and pulled away, smirking. Rika was motionless, speechless...disgusted. "It's been a while since I've done that now, hasn't it?" Envymon's smirk grew. "Let me be forever with you."
"You have the wrong person!" Rika yelled, clenching her eyes shut. With one swift moment, Envymon lunged toward Rika. With a flick of her wrist, 'Bang.' Rika heard a body fall limp to the floor. The question was, whose body was it? She prayed it wasn't Ryo's body, but she didn't want to open her eyes. From a distance, she heard voices; they weren't Ryo's. "Please be alive..."
Opening one eye, and then the other, Rika found Envymon lying on the floor, hanging out of Ryo's mouth. Ryo's body was under Envymon's; neither of them moved. The gun slipped out of Rika's hand while Rika stared at the two bodies. He's not bleeding, Rika thought. She was paralyzed, as she stared at the indistinct hole in between Envymon's eyes.
The once distant voices were heard outside of the house; beams of light streamed into the room through cracks in the boarded window. Rika glanced at the door before looking back at the bodies again. "Come on. Get up, Ryo..." She wanted to see his ocean blue eyes open again; she wanted to hear his voice again; she wanted Ryo to have his life back again. However, in the shaft of light from outside the house, Rika saw something run from under Ryo's head...and she knew.
"Rika! Are you okay?" the voices called out from outside the door.
No, Rika answered mentally, as she picked up the gun.
"The door won't budge."
"I'm sorry." She clenched her eyes again and...
'BANG!'
- - -
'Beep...'
'Beep...'
'Beep...'
"Rika!" I yelled, gasping for air, cold sweat running down the side of my face, as I jolted up. It took a moment for my eyes to realize...that we weren't in the old house anymore. I was in a bed. I was in a gown. I was in a hospital. My mind was confused at what it was looking at, considering it wasn't the place I was at moments ago. I'm alive? I viewed the IV and heart monitor on a stand next to me. Why am I here? Wiping the sheet of cold sweat off of my cheeks, my eyes scoped the room for a clock. My eyes met with the Gabumon clock that was on the floor; it's identical to the one I gave to Takato... I shook my head. It had to be a dream, I told myself. I went to touch my head when I noticed my head was wrapped in some gauze... That thin strip of fabric fell over my eyes. Where did this come from? Could it have
Feeling the surface of the covers, I noticed I couldn't feel my leg. I dug through the sheets and found a hard cast wrapped around my right leg. Oh no, no, no. This isn't right. That couldn't have happened. It was all a dream! But wait. Stumbling out of bed, I pulled the curtains open and saw the darkness, illuminated by the city's radical lights. The IV monitor followed. This makes no sense. I turned my head slowly toward the door and then to the bed, where my eyes shot directly at the flickering overhead light. At this point in time, I was utterly perplexed, and moreover, freaked out. If this wasn't a dream, then everything actually happened. And if that's the case... "I'm the only survivor..."
I stared down at my leg; the answer rested in what was beneath the thick layer of bandages. My hands neared the cast...ever closer and with a blink of an eye, I was gaping at a bloody hole near the lower half of my shin. A hole!
My heart skipped too many beats and I couldn't close my mouth. A "Why?" hissed through my lips. So where were the bodies put? Who found mewait. Scenes, acting like flashbacks reminded me of those approaching voices; very distant they were...and now I was here. Why didn't they get there before Kenta was killed? Why didn't they catch Envymon in the act...? These hands had killed them, and the one person I didn't touch... I shook my head to no end. Why didn't they get the door open before Rika shot herself? I couldn't take it anymore; it was far too much to take.
I clutched my eyes shut, my hands assisting, refraining the tears from falling. Regardless of my efforts, I fell over on my back, letting the tears stream down the sides of my face; the hands that killed them rested shamefully on my face and the tears that shed for those I killed were slowly falling to the floor.
Wait... I killed?
It was all Envymon's doing. I got back up, brushing off what I tore off of the cast, and looked out the window once more. "You're out there somewhere and I know it. You're laughing. Do you see this?" I asked, wiping my eyes and casting my hand toward the window. "This is my sign to you just how much you bastardized my life, Envymon. You hear that? You fed up my life! It's nothing anymore! Are you happy now?" I broke down.
My forehead pressed against the window, my two fists slowly sliding down its surface. Hand me the gun then and I would've blown my brains out, just to kill him, just to get rid of him forever. Hand me the gun now, and there'd be no point. The damage is done.
Behind me, a couple of nurses ran in, their mouths moving, but their voices distant. A moment occurred when time even slowed down and a wave of reality hit me like a tsunami. Henry was gone. Takato was gone. Kazu was gone. Kenta was gone. Even Jeri was gone. And Rika...she was gone, too. With each memory, my connection with reality was hacked away and eventually, the nurses' distant voices were muted. They were talking to me, but their volume finally landed the zero mark; I turned to them and their mouths continued to move and I continued to hear nothing. All I heard was the one sound that assured I was still alive.
'Beep, beep, beep...' pulsated the heart monitor at an increasing rate.
I pulled the tubes out of my body; it all bugged me, a growing rage boiling.
'Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep...' it went.
"Is this what you wanted?" I pounded my fist into the wall. "Want me to go insane?" Am I dead yet?
My incessant bouts of abuse to the wall was halted by a firm grip around my arm. Another nurse grabbed my other hand. Five of them surrounded me now, all trying to hold me down, all in the their white suits, and just when I thought I had enough, a sixth nurse appeared from behind them with a syringe in hand. The door opened again and I saw my dad walk in. A good fight I put up, although they brought me to the bed and restrained me. My dad held my arm as the one nurse injected something into me, hopefully something lethal. I deserved it.
And then...
...It was as if my nerves had loosened again and almost everything went numb. The nurses' voices quietly whispered to my dad in the background as the long-lasting beep returned to its previous steady pulses. My eyes grew heavy and my thoughts - whatever I was thinking of before - were drowned in the thoughts of her. Rika. And when I thought the time had come for me, I didn't see the great light...
But, I saw her.
- - -
I awoke with the sun, creeping through the closed curtains. It was quiet. I guess it wasn't lethal. I rubbed my eyes and sat up from the bed. My head was tightly wound by gauze and my right leg was still numb; it even had a new cast on it. The bed creaked; I slouched over my legs and ran my hands through my hair, sighing. Causing people misery and pain... Is this what kept Envymon sane? I looked up and found my dad sleeping in the chair at the foot of the bed. I slowly got out of the bed, the bed creaking a little more, and placed a blanket over him. I limped, the cast slowing me down as I slightly opened the curtains. A sigh left my mouth. In continuance from the night before, I tried to fit the pieces of everything that happened together.
A hole in my leg... A cast on it now... I looked around the room. Same hospital room as Takato's. Coincidence or not? Head wound...from falling to the floor at the house? My fingers traced the gauze wrap around my head. I breathed inwardly and it was almost as if I could smell Rika's hair again. It must be my subconscious, lingering in the memories of her.
I looked around the room. My fingers traced the gauze wrap around my head. I breathed inwardly and it was almost as if I could smell Rika's hair again."It's a nice day, isn't it?" I turned around and saw my dad folding the blanket I had spread over him. "It's the first sunny day we've had since you were in here."
First sunny day? But, it was always sunny.
"Well, aren't you going to say anything? All you did last night was blabber about nonsense. You talked yourself out?" His brows furrowed, my dad stared at me with his shoulders firm. Even with his facade, his quivering bottom lip gave away just how much he was holding in.
Facing the window again, I asked, "How long have I been in here?"
"A week. Seven days. One hundred and sixty-eight hours. However you want to look at it. You gave us all a scare by going into that damned house."
"Where's everyone? Are they okay? Are they alive? Please tell me that they're alive?" I spat out.
"What do you mean, 'where is everyone?'"
"I mean, where is Takato? Jeri? Henry? Kazu? Kenta? Rika? Where are they? I need to know, dad! Tell me that they are okay!" I shouted.
"Ryo, you're in a weak state right now. Calm down and cut it out with that rot. What's gotten into you"
"Dad..." I grabbed his shoulders. "Where...are...they?" The monitor beeped at a racing pace.
"Sit down, Ryo!"
"No, I won't!" And, everything seemed to black out again.
- - -
I woke up in the bed again and saw someone fiddling with something colorful on the IV stand. My eyes blinked a couple of times before their vision cleared. It was Takato... Takato? "Takato! Am I glad to see you" He fell off the chair he was standing on and fell on the tubes. "Takato, get away from there! You can get hurt!" An immediate flashback went to Takato being cast out the window, hanging on IV tubes. I returned to reality, watching Takato get up and dust himself off.
"A little paranoid, are we?" Rika said, smirking on the other side of me.
"Rika!"
I looked around the room and also saw Henry and Jeri at the foot of my bed, and Kazu and Kenta staring intently at the television screen playing a game.
"You guys aren't dead!"
The action in the room came to a halt. My dad came from the bathroom. He looked at me and then to my friends, saying, "He's been like this all morning. Want to try getting through to him while I go get some food?" They all nodded and he left. What are they talking about?
"Well...we brought you something..." Henry said, pointing to the object Takato was putting up.
"Ah! Butterflies!" I yelped.
"Your dad was right. You are acting strange. Those are origami cranes, Ryo," Jeri clarified.
"Yeah, you know, where we make a thousand paper cranes wishing you to get better?" Kazu added, fiddling with the controller.
"Oh...sorry." I looked down at my cast.
Rika put a hand on my shoulder. "You've finally lost it, Akiyama."
I made a dry grin. "So...what happened?"
"Why don't...you...tell us first, Ryo? Your story...seems more...interesting," Kazu replied, while concentrating on his game play. "Kenta, you're beating me!"
"Is that the new Digimon game?" I asked.
"Yep..." came out of the two players as they pressed several buttons on the controllers.
All of us seemed to turn our attention to the two of them duke it out on the game. Kenta eventually won and Kazu was furious. "You beat me!" Kazu smacked Kenta's glasses off.
"Hey! Kazu, you know I'm blind without my glasses." Kenta crawled along the floor to search for his glasses. My mind went back to the time Kenta first lost his glasses and ended without having any eyes at all. A part of me went back to that night. And the more I thought about this, the more I believed that it was real, but how
"...Ryo... Ryo...?" Henry waved his hand in front of me.
"Sorry..."
Kenta had found his glasses and had had them already placed rightfully on his face.
"You look a little pale..." Henry commented.
"Do you know what he needs? He needs the sunshine to brighten his day." Jeri walked over to the window and opened the curtains.
"Get away from the window!" I yelled, jumping out of bed and stumbling over Kazu, causing him to fall out of his chair. Jeri whipped around and Kazu moaned. My mind's reaction to Kazu was a flashback to when he was tied to a chair.
"Jeez, Ryo. You're on a roll. So, why don't you just spill what's on your mind now?" Kazu said.
I'm going insane... Envymon turned me into a crazy jackass. "It's all Envymon's fault..."
"What?" the group said at once, or rather everyone except Rika and Jeri. They didn't look amused.
"There's no such digimon called Envymon..." Kazu said, in a nonchalant tone.
"And, I can't get these events out of my mind. It's like it never happened, but at the same time, it's like it all happened. Do you get it?" By the way everyone gawked at me, I believed that it was actually a dream, and a strange one at that. "Something in the house spooked me and this thing fell on me. And, I was acting all weird when you guys came to pick me up the next morning. I freaked Rika out and I was angry at Henry. And it turned out that I was taken over by a digimon called Envymon"
At that moment, my dad came into the room with a tray of food. "Sorry I was late. They had to bring in someone who got run over by a car into the ER. There were so many people in all of the hallways."
"That's really weird... Henry almost got hit by a car on the way here, didn't you?" Takato noted. My eyes widened.
"See! See!" I pointed at everyone. "This is what's freaking me out. In this dream or whatever I had, I beat up Henry and tied him to a car, watching him being dragged on the road. I threw Takato out of this room's window and he dangled from the IV tubes. Jeri ended up committing suicide because of Takato's death. I tied Kazu to a chair and asphyxiated him. I gouged out Kenta's eyes out. And I almost killed Rika...before she shot herself. And then everyone turned into butterflies. Envymon said it had something to do with the soul leaving the body. Everything that just happened within the last fifteen minutes, connects to my supposed dream. It was all Envymon's doing! I swear! He wanted Rika because she looked like his old tamer and he wanted to put an end to all those who teased that girl. He killed because he wanted Rika all to himself. He thought she was...she was...Erika Kurosawa! That's the name"
My dad harshly set the tray on the table. "Stop it. Just stop it! Your friends helped you out of the rubble you were in. Part of the house collapsed on you that day and you injured your head and leg. You were brought to the hospital immediately. This massacre you're talking about never happened! Just stop making up this crazy story about killing all of your friends who you should be grateful for. Everyone's alive. Everything's fine now."
"But...what about that Gabumon clock? I gave that to Takato when he was in the hospital and it blew smoke. And the game? Kenta was going over to Kazu's house to play it only to find Kazu dead. What kind of coincidental event is that!" My friends backed away and stared back at me. Haven't they ever seen me freak out before?
My dad raised his hand to slap me before Jeri said, "Wait."
"You believe me?" I asked frantically.
"No, you scare me, Ryo... You talking about killing people the way you thought you did isn't normal. ...But, about that clock; Takato gave you that clock."
"Okay, then explain the cast on my leg. Rika shot me there trying to shoot me to get Envymon. This leg was killing me from the start. If this dream thing was supposed to be a dream, then why did it hurt so much?" I demanded. "And what about the wrap on my head. Rika shot at Envymon and it hit me, too. She thought that shot killed me so she shot herself. Explain all of this because it needs to make sense!"
Rika pulled a chair up next to the bed and sat in it. She crossed her arms and sat back. "Ryo, I want you to tell me right now, do I look like the weak-minded type to shoot myself for you?" I gazed into her eyes and shook my head. Rika smiled. "Good. Now that I've heard enough of that story, here's the truth. Half of the house collapsed during the night you stayed in that house. We found you under the rubble, just like your dad told you, and got you to the hospital. Can you get that through your thick skull?" She playfully jabbed me in the shoulder.
"Yeah, the doctors had to operate on your leg because from what they told us, you didn't have a reflex in that leg," Takato explained, pointing to the cast. "They said there was a chance of a permanent limp, but that was 'to be determined when you got the cast off.' You're lucky nothing happened to your head."
My dad shook his head. "Are you sure about that?"
I drooped my head. "So none of the D-Arcs went off either?"
"I think that would've been one of the first things we would've told you if that happened," Kazu replied, putting the game controller down.
An awkward silence struck the room and we all looked at each other.
"You know...everything seems to be relative, though," Henry said rubbing his chin. "If we can take Ryo's word for it, everything that did happen can somehow relate to what Ryo described. The Gabumon clock. The pain in his leg. Kenta's game. The involvement of a possible car accident in my life. And especially that house. Our presence here affected him in his head."
A thought struck me. "What about the camera? I videotaped everything. He's in there."
"Ryo, would you cut it out? This isn't like you," Kenta whined.
"I have the camera with me, but I didn't have time to look through it yet. My dad went berserk when he found out that we were even near that house."
My head shot up. "Your dad got angry when he heard about the house in my dream thing, too."
"And, the connections keep on coming..." Henry noted. "Maybe you created your own alternate universe"
"And you actually believe this? It all seems so childish to me," Jeri commented.
"Honestly, man. You probably miss having all of that action with the digimon," Kazu said, wrapping up the cords.
"Actually that makes more sense. It could be all in your mind. Now, the part about this possessive Envymon killing all of us is a different story. And whether this girl really existed or not is still in question." Henry sat down and picked up his camcorder and went through it.
"Or maybe you were supposed to realize how close you and Rika really are," Kazu laughed before being jabbed by Rika.
I sighed. I grew tired of my own assumptions and maybe everyone was right. I looked at Rika and it wasn't as if Kazu was trying to poke fun at her, because I thought it might've been true. Envymon could've been another part of me, a darker side that wanted Rika all to himself. Maybe I felt the need to keep everyone away from her so I'd never lose her. She means the world to me. It's probably why I woke up when she supposedly shot herself. The subconscious is such a mysterious thing.
"Thanks, you guys." Thanks for saving me, allowing me to live another day. Thanks for chasing this nightmare away.
"Well, it's about time you got yourself back, son. With the way you were acting, you could've been your own possessed being." It was great to see my dad happy again. "Now Ryo's got to eat. Maybe you can come back later."
"No problem. Get better, Ryo," The group replied. Kenta unplugged the final cord from the TV, before the news blared.
A large pile of steamy, smoking ashes appeared on the television screen. Ashes snowed from the sky; we all stared intently at the sight. The area looked similar to the house I was saved from. A voice-over called out, "...Fire officials don't know what the cause of this fire is, as of yet, but they seemed to have found a body among the ashes. They are led to believe that this girl is the missing Erika Kurosawa from a case five years ago. Within the flying debris, this photo was found of the supposed girl..."
We all gasped at the photo, gaping at an almost exact likeness of Rika on the screen.
"...with investigation official, Mori Taka. If this in fact is the missing girl's home, why do you think this girl was found in her own home when her parents had lived there and claimed she was missing without a clue of her being there?" the anchor asked.
"There are signs of suicide and because she was found near the top of the rubble, possibly she was in the attic where no one had searched. Of course, this is just based on what we have now. The Kurosawa's are on their way to identify her," Taka stated.
I felt a gagging sensation in my gut and judging by the looks on everyone's faces, they probably felt it, too.
"Again, if you are just joining us, we are LIVE at the scene where only moments ago, this half-torn house was ablaze. This is a possible tragic end to the case of the missing girl Erika Kurosawa." my dad turned the TV off.
A pin could echo in the room; it was that quiet. Henry continued watching the tape in the video camera, with ear pieces in his ears. I heard myself screaming on the tape; that was the point where the creature appeared behind me. Not once did I have a thought about why I took the dare in the first place that evening. In my 'alternate universe', a dare could've cost me my life. In this reality, that single dare that started this all could've killed me. I was lucky to leave with even a limp. And I thought I was lucky that my alternate reality was actually a fake, that I didn't have to worry about some bastard screwing with my life. But, that was when Henry yelled, "Holy shit! He's there."
The group gathered around him, before the windows flew open with a huge gust. A black butterfly fluttered in slowly as the gust hit all of our faces.
The wind bellowed, "You're... mine..."
Then, the wind stopped and the black insect dissipated.
"Now that's just plain creepy..." Kazu commented, his visor on the floor from the wind.
Rika looked at me with fear in her eyes.
We all had fear in our eyes.
Realization after realization, I knew Envymon wasn't gone.
It didn't just end. It had only begun.
Envymon wasn't amused by pain.
He was exhilarated by fear.
I was afraid of losing Rika.
Would he be back for her?
Most likely.
Would he dare to succeed?
Not a chance.
DF103: That was stupid and not...freaky. It reminded me of The Grudge and The Ring.
Morbid DF103: Shut up and go rewrite all of the stuff you finished before.
DF103: Fine... Sorry for not updating ANYTHING because of ...Insert rant from profile here again... To those I send letters to, letters will be sent soon. Ah! And it's 12 in the morning on a school night...day...night...whatever. To the Credits!
Morbid DF103: Hey! That's my line!
Credits (Song in Background: "There's No Solution" by Sum 41)
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Thanks to DF103's jerk-of-a-sister for crashing both computers within one month so that this rewrite was possible. (Please note the sarcasm). And, great thanks to the local bud who's posting this for me.
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This is Morbid DF103, and DigiFreak103 crew, signing off from Never Take A Dare Because Life's Too Short. L8terZ, in an evil kind of way...