11-09-2004, 11:27 AM
Better late than never.
Sorry about the long delay here, and I'm not going to try to justify myself. I've had teh hcapter finished for a little bit now, But I've been wanting to seriously go back through it an re-read/do some heavy editing.
Alas, I've fallen victim to sickness these past few days, so I kept just putting it off. I'm still somewhat sick, and haven't edited this thing yet..
But here it is. Ph34r the only spell checked chapter.
though it actually is somwhat smaller than the previous
"There's something inside my head, Ms. Jibun, I can see it.. I can see it crawling.."
"Can't you see them?"
"The only two survivors.."
"I see you." A sharp blow to his back brought him to his hands and knees, a violent shove to the front of his uniform and tossed him to the floor completely. One of the black spiders came, a pulsating orb in its back facing away from him brought back the memories of before. Little light was available to see the mechanical creature raise one of its eight jagged legs, but the agony that came from the object being plunged into his abdomen brought all his attention to one spot. Grasping the leg, he could feel the sinister smoothness edging up towards the joint where the large spike rose from as it sunk deeper within him. He could taste the bile in his throat, the blood in his mouth. Kangae clutched the object impaling him wordlessly, tears welled up in his eyes and threatened to overflow when he found himself unable to remove the black claw that sought his life. Then around him he could see the glowing silhouettes of his family, the figures of his classmates, and the faces of people he didn't even recognize. Fresh, white hot pain came with the putrid ooze that welled up from around the edges of his wound. One of the creatures, with the listless red eye staring at his younger brother, came from inside of him, and struck down one who was close to his heart. From the spider came the huge blob, its gelatin body washing low and touching the edges of his frozen frame, and then splitting. Screams soon followed, each one dying away as the beasts covered their bodies. His mother fell, her head not inches from his. He could see it coming, and he struggling to get up again. The Newman reached out for her, but to his ever building despair, his hand merely passed through the substance threatening to consume the woman. She fell again, grasping the same leg of the black spider that had run him through.
At this time she was engulfed by the creature, at this time she was devoured. Brown hair fell away like wisps of smoke, while her eyes bulged from their sockets and dissolved. Clothing broke away to reveal her already half eaten flesh, which then faded to bone. Her skeleton shattered into bite sized pieces, and then nothing but particles that quickly vanished remained. The blob split, and then moved on, leaving him to his tears and the wound that tortured, but refused to kill him. Then the spider began to move again, digging its leg farther into him, past the joint, past the spike. Twisting some then rising, he was again pierced, this time through the chest. A fresh wave of nausea and indefinite pain washed over him, while anger and sorrow was left to fester in his withering mind. The spider moved, jolting him and his figure, if he had been able too, all the FOnewm would have done was cry, and whimper, like a forlorn child lost in a hellish nightmare.
But it was just a nightmare..
Kangae opened his eyes, laborious breathing causing his heart to race. Taking a deep pull of the cool air around him, the young Newman willed his vision to focus on one spot, in order to make the room stop spinning. Slowly, by forcing himself to under go the images again and again, he tried to find comfort. This was most he had seen as of yet, and the touch of the figures in the illusion were twice as strong. Staggering to his feet, the sleep deprived student found his way to the bathroom. Lighting up the lavatory, the FOnewm cupped some cold water from the sink and splashed it on his face. A deep sigh followed this brief moment of relief, even though he spent several hours trying to get to sleep, washing away some of his exhaustion brought more solace than he was able of achieving otherwise. One breath after another, no matter how many he took the facts wouldn't let his mind rest.
"Looks like I'm not the only one who couldn't sleep." He spoke to the moving shadow as it passed by the bathroom door. Wiping the last drop of water from his brow, the newman straightened out to face the eyes of the half human. She was fully clothed and had pulled a heavy jacket over her, and from the breeze of her movement he caught the scent of perfume.
"Going somewhere?" The FOnewm continued, mostly in jest.
"If you mention this to anyone I'll have your head." Following the venomous words, Jennifer turned tail and briskly walked off. Muttering to himself, Kangae stretched and let his mind adapt to his surroundings. The air was kept at what might have been considered a comfortable warmth, yet good deal of humidity indicated that it had been raining previously. He couldn't stand humid rooms, so a quick choice of action was made. Walking through a hallway and into another room, in the darkness a dot of light was quite clearly visible. The Newman sighed and passed through a sliding glass door that led out onto the porch. A cool wind refreshed him, though dressed only in his boxers it also chilled his skin. Leaning against the railing, taking a long drag from a cigarette, was his teacher. Martha glanced back at him for a moment, letting her long, black hair spill out across her back. Tanned skin and and large almond shaped brown eyes, her heritage was easy to guess.
"Doesn't anybody sleep in this place?" He asked with a slight note of humor in his voice. She shook her head and continued to stare out into the skylight of Pioneer 2. Now standing beside her, the FOnewm took a cig from a half empty pack on the rail and span it through his fingers.
"You know your not setting the proper example here." Kangae let the end of the object find its place on his lips for a moment before lighting it with a slow, steady flame from his fingertip. Martha, probably short for Martalissia.. Martha Jibun? That doesn't fit.
"I've been teaching at the hunters academy for a while now." His thoughts were interrupted by a random comment from the woman.
"And for all the time those kids spent, taking all the abuse of this life.. Living through that, just to die, and never to really live." Judging from the empty bottles at her feet, and the rambling of her speech, he could assume she was fair bit past drunk. Martha had stopped to take another pull from the cigarette in her hand, but was now letting it drop to the street below like it was discarded trash.
"Jenny would have a fit if she saw me like this, her father died of lung cancer.. you know." This came with a grim smile, and a repressed sigh.
"Why are you out here?" Kangae asked, still remaining empathetic.
"Trying to escape."
"As if this is going to solve anything. You should get some rest."
"I can't move." The FOnewm watched the dull glow of his cig as it drifted off to the pavement, forcing his eyes to remain open as he did so. She turned to him and accepted a supporting arm.
"Lets get you to bed."
A family of problems, just my luck..
Sorry about the long delay here, and I'm not going to try to justify myself. I've had teh hcapter finished for a little bit now, But I've been wanting to seriously go back through it an re-read/do some heavy editing.
Alas, I've fallen victim to sickness these past few days, so I kept just putting it off. I'm still somewhat sick, and haven't edited this thing yet..
But here it is. Ph34r the only spell checked chapter.
though it actually is somwhat smaller than the previous
Contamination
Chapter 2
Illusionary Wall
Chapter 2
Illusionary Wall
"There's something inside my head, Ms. Jibun, I can see it.. I can see it crawling.."
"Can't you see them?"
"The only two survivors.."
"I see you." A sharp blow to his back brought him to his hands and knees, a violent shove to the front of his uniform and tossed him to the floor completely. One of the black spiders came, a pulsating orb in its back facing away from him brought back the memories of before. Little light was available to see the mechanical creature raise one of its eight jagged legs, but the agony that came from the object being plunged into his abdomen brought all his attention to one spot. Grasping the leg, he could feel the sinister smoothness edging up towards the joint where the large spike rose from as it sunk deeper within him. He could taste the bile in his throat, the blood in his mouth. Kangae clutched the object impaling him wordlessly, tears welled up in his eyes and threatened to overflow when he found himself unable to remove the black claw that sought his life. Then around him he could see the glowing silhouettes of his family, the figures of his classmates, and the faces of people he didn't even recognize. Fresh, white hot pain came with the putrid ooze that welled up from around the edges of his wound. One of the creatures, with the listless red eye staring at his younger brother, came from inside of him, and struck down one who was close to his heart. From the spider came the huge blob, its gelatin body washing low and touching the edges of his frozen frame, and then splitting. Screams soon followed, each one dying away as the beasts covered their bodies. His mother fell, her head not inches from his. He could see it coming, and he struggling to get up again. The Newman reached out for her, but to his ever building despair, his hand merely passed through the substance threatening to consume the woman. She fell again, grasping the same leg of the black spider that had run him through.
At this time she was engulfed by the creature, at this time she was devoured. Brown hair fell away like wisps of smoke, while her eyes bulged from their sockets and dissolved. Clothing broke away to reveal her already half eaten flesh, which then faded to bone. Her skeleton shattered into bite sized pieces, and then nothing but particles that quickly vanished remained. The blob split, and then moved on, leaving him to his tears and the wound that tortured, but refused to kill him. Then the spider began to move again, digging its leg farther into him, past the joint, past the spike. Twisting some then rising, he was again pierced, this time through the chest. A fresh wave of nausea and indefinite pain washed over him, while anger and sorrow was left to fester in his withering mind. The spider moved, jolting him and his figure, if he had been able too, all the FOnewm would have done was cry, and whimper, like a forlorn child lost in a hellish nightmare.
But it was just a nightmare..
Kangae opened his eyes, laborious breathing causing his heart to race. Taking a deep pull of the cool air around him, the young Newman willed his vision to focus on one spot, in order to make the room stop spinning. Slowly, by forcing himself to under go the images again and again, he tried to find comfort. This was most he had seen as of yet, and the touch of the figures in the illusion were twice as strong. Staggering to his feet, the sleep deprived student found his way to the bathroom. Lighting up the lavatory, the FOnewm cupped some cold water from the sink and splashed it on his face. A deep sigh followed this brief moment of relief, even though he spent several hours trying to get to sleep, washing away some of his exhaustion brought more solace than he was able of achieving otherwise. One breath after another, no matter how many he took the facts wouldn't let his mind rest.
"Looks like I'm not the only one who couldn't sleep." He spoke to the moving shadow as it passed by the bathroom door. Wiping the last drop of water from his brow, the newman straightened out to face the eyes of the half human. She was fully clothed and had pulled a heavy jacket over her, and from the breeze of her movement he caught the scent of perfume.
"Going somewhere?" The FOnewm continued, mostly in jest.
"If you mention this to anyone I'll have your head." Following the venomous words, Jennifer turned tail and briskly walked off. Muttering to himself, Kangae stretched and let his mind adapt to his surroundings. The air was kept at what might have been considered a comfortable warmth, yet good deal of humidity indicated that it had been raining previously. He couldn't stand humid rooms, so a quick choice of action was made. Walking through a hallway and into another room, in the darkness a dot of light was quite clearly visible. The Newman sighed and passed through a sliding glass door that led out onto the porch. A cool wind refreshed him, though dressed only in his boxers it also chilled his skin. Leaning against the railing, taking a long drag from a cigarette, was his teacher. Martha glanced back at him for a moment, letting her long, black hair spill out across her back. Tanned skin and and large almond shaped brown eyes, her heritage was easy to guess.
"Doesn't anybody sleep in this place?" He asked with a slight note of humor in his voice. She shook her head and continued to stare out into the skylight of Pioneer 2. Now standing beside her, the FOnewm took a cig from a half empty pack on the rail and span it through his fingers.
"You know your not setting the proper example here." Kangae let the end of the object find its place on his lips for a moment before lighting it with a slow, steady flame from his fingertip. Martha, probably short for Martalissia.. Martha Jibun? That doesn't fit.
"I've been teaching at the hunters academy for a while now." His thoughts were interrupted by a random comment from the woman.
"And for all the time those kids spent, taking all the abuse of this life.. Living through that, just to die, and never to really live." Judging from the empty bottles at her feet, and the rambling of her speech, he could assume she was fair bit past drunk. Martha had stopped to take another pull from the cigarette in her hand, but was now letting it drop to the street below like it was discarded trash.
"Jenny would have a fit if she saw me like this, her father died of lung cancer.. you know." This came with a grim smile, and a repressed sigh.
"Why are you out here?" Kangae asked, still remaining empathetic.
"Trying to escape."
"As if this is going to solve anything. You should get some rest."
"I can't move." The FOnewm watched the dull glow of his cig as it drifted off to the pavement, forcing his eyes to remain open as he did so. She turned to him and accepted a supporting arm.
"Lets get you to bed."
A family of problems, just my luck..
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