demolitionladyofsorrows's Journal
May 28, 2008
To All My Friends On Quizilla
I'm going to keep all my stories up on here since I honestly don't want to take them down. I may be back on here someday. I may come back and post the rest of Inhale & Exhale. But for now, I'm moving to Fic De Rock.
One thing I am uncertain of is the fate of Medicine Man. I got a lot of praise for that particular story. I've come to almost resent it in a way. I had such zeal for it at first, and then Violet told me something that woke me up: It was like my old writing. That's not something I wanted. So, who knows if I'll continue that...I probably won't attempt another Panic story ever again.
As of this moment, I am posting You May Take My Heart Away and Inhale & Exhale onto the site. The latest chapter of the latter, chapter 4, is up as well. I know I will be posting One More Time Steal My Breath on there as well. The others I'm not too sure about. I like the idea of getting to start over with a new audience, but I hope you'll join me on Fic De Rock and continue to read my work.
Iamfredlover- If you're reading this, you'll still be in Inhale & Exhale. Just check me out on Fic De Rock.
The following addresses are ways to get to me on the new site:
http://www.freewebs.com/ringaroundtheambulance/index.htm
http://www.freewebs.com/ringaroundtheambulance/Creations.html
I have a Cbox on there to keep in touch. But I'll also be checking my Quizilla messages frequently.
Thank you all for a great time on here and I hope to see most of you o Fic De Rock!
<3 Rina!
Fic De Rock: http://www.ficderock.com/
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May 13, 2008
The My Chemical Romance Riddle Thing
Secondly, yesterday I went onto mychemicalromance.com and saw that there was an added picture the the Black Parade Is Dead! feature. Curious, I clicked it and it brought me to a different screen with a hospital tray that had such things like scalpels and syringes on it. If you follow through, it's a sort of game. It's really cool. At one point, you choose between Fear and this pilot guy...that's when there was a glitch and I couldn't go any farther. I'm going to check today and see if they've continued with it.
Has anyone else noticed this? I think it's really cool!
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May 7, 2008
Any People Read My Series Demolition Lovers?
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April 30, 2008
For All You AFI Fans...
Look at Jade's new journal entry. He posted a video of himself and Davey writing some new material from 4/17. It made me really excited :) Plus, I couldn't help but notice (maybe it's been like that for a while...) but Jade's bangs are back. Because for a while in the whole Blaqk Audio explosion he didn't have it...Anywho, I can't wait. June 10th everybody! At least that's what I've been hearing for the release date of the EP.
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April 30, 2008
The Q&A and the Mad Libs!
But both videos are funny, especially the Mad Libs. The end product of the PATD Mad Lib is hilarious. "Flicking you more and more until we are stoned." XD Anyone should watch the mad lib, even if they hate Panic.
http://97xonline.com/sightsandsounds/panicqanda.html
http://97xonline.com/sightsandsounds/panicmadlibs.html
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April 29, 2008
Two Requests : AFI and Blaqk Audio
Also, another song I've grown fond of is Mute by Blaqk Audio. That one is also unavailable to me unless I use Limewire. Does anyone have that one as well?
Thanks so much guys!
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April 29, 2008
My New Guilty Pleasure...
I feel so silly writing this XD
If you go to the link provided, you can watch a summary of last weeks episode and it has Tampa's "Gossip Girl" with my favorite radio personality Danielle from 97.1. Danielle look like she could care less ^__^
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April 28, 2008
Davey Story Is Done/Another New Story
Also, I started a new Brendon Urie story called Medicine Man. Title credit to Medicine Man by The Hush Sound. What an amazing song! And it's on the commercial for House this week!
Please look into that! I'm sure it won't be as good as the Davey one, but I'm having a good time writing it!
Pictures from the Honda Civic Tour meet and greet coming soon
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April 26, 2008
PATD Experience: Friday 4/25/08
So, Phantom Planet were pretty good. Guy crowd surfed and he was wearing a cup.
Hush Sound were sweet. The singer kept looking straight at me and I felt terrible for not knowing the words XD
Motion City Soundtrack were really cool. They tried to get people to move back and give us front people space, but no such luck. People had started passing out and crowd surfing...so I got about 5 people passed over my head and almost broke my wrist trying to help someone...
One of the security guards was really cool and hung out with us between shows. He kept bringing us water and everything.
I got squished so much but I can TOTALLY understand now why people love moshing. It's a rush...
Panic's set was being put up and one of the girls in our circle asked why Ryan's side had Star Wars action figures...well, turns out he likes them up there with him...He has about 10 storm troupers...
It went insane when Panic came on. INSANE. I was right against the bar and was singing along. Ryan looked at me a ton of times. It was super cool. I'll post a separate journal with some videos. It was sweet! I got to see my favorite song Time To Dance. Acoustically! It was great.
At the end, the girl I was with got a pick from a security guard who picked it off the stage but as we were leaving, I noticed Zach throwing stuff from the stage too. He had one of Brendon's water bottles and he scoped me out and threw it right to me. I caught it perfectly ;)
It was a great night :) But I don't have much time to elaborate...
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April 23, 2008
Jade, Jade, Jade...
p.s. Darth Vader wins both!? What's so sexy about him? The heavy breathing? The Nintendo 64 controller glued to his chest?
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April 23, 2008
My PATD Experience
So, when all that done and we actually get to the venue and scope things out we went to Applebee's for lunch. Then we went to Walgreen's just in case they let us bring a camera in. They e-mailed me saying no cameras...but whatever.
Then at about 3:10 pm we arrived back at the venue. The meet and greet with them wasn't going to start until 4:15. So mom and I kinda saw the biggest bus (not the actualy PATD one. Wouldn't that be too conspicious?) and we drove behind it XD Wehn we couldn't go any further, I saw a group of girls standing around the fence that blocked us from the busses. So mom went to park and I headed over to them. I was nervous to meet them at first, but we got along great and in the first few minutes I got called adorable, got a high five and a hug. It was great! So, we waited with our cameras for Panic to come out...some girls were saying 'Panic are such dickheads for not coming out and talking to their fans. Fall Out Boy still does it! Fall Out Boy.!' I didn't say anything really because I didn't know how they were yet.
When they got off the bus, instantly the girls started commenting on Ryan shirt, saying it was 'sooooo gay.' I actually thought it looked great on him...As Panic were walker towards the back entrance of the venue, Jon waved at me :) It was awesome. No one else waved, they just kept walking, but he was very nice.
So...we stood there for a while, just watching random members of Phantom Planet walk by. Then it was finally time to go to the meet and greet, so mom came and got me and we walked to the front of the venue.
We ended up waiting in line for about an hour in the sun. It was so hot...85 degrees I think. First they took the member of Northern Downpour in. I expected that, that's what you should get for being in the fanclub. Then our line started about fifteen minutes later.
I forgot their security dude's name. It'll come back to me. But he went through the rules with us. He was like 'don't do anything that would be considered creepy. don't pull their hair, don't jump on the table, don't try to smell them...' then he said ' and NEVER make them food. I won't give it to them and they won't eat it. I take all their food from them.' Then I said kinda quietly to my mom 'That's why they're so skinny.' And then, I think is name was Zack, he said 'That's why they're so skinny.' XD It was funny.
So...they handed out these mini program books for us to get signed, but they allowed me to Take the CD insert for Pretty.Odd in. It was perfect for it because it has a page with each individual band member.
I honestly thought I'd be too nervous to talk, because on the way over I felt like I was going to barf I was so jittery. But when I actually got in line I calmed down a lot. So, the break down:
Ryan: I said, 'cool jacket.' Because it was AMAZING. He wore it on stage, so if I find a video I'll share it. And Ryan said 'Thanks.' That was all from him really...
Brendon: He was the most energetic...but I could have guessed that. I said 'I'm seeing you guys on Friday too.' I was smiling really big. And he said 'Awesome. Just a few more days, see you there!'
Spencer: Didn't say much...BUT! His eyes are gorgeous in person. Striking, really. I said 'Spencerrrr' and he just smiled a bit and signed. His sharpie was running out...
Jon: OFFICIALLY MY FAVORITE BECAUSE HE IS SO AWESOME. So, I said 'Thanks for the wave earlier.' and he said 'You're welcome.' And then I told him I was coming on Friday too. And He said 'Awesome!' And he put his hand up and I almost went blank...then I realized he wanted me to high five him. It was so cool :)
After the meet and greet, I caught up with some girls from the group in the beginning who scored passes last minute by asking if someone didn't show. ONE WAS CRYING. CRYING. A lot of girls were crying actually...
So, now we go back outside to get in line for admission to the show. The 97X tent is set up next to where we're standing, and one of my favorite DJ's is broadcasting from there. I went over and asked for a picture and he said to give the camera to Husky John. I wasn't expecting that...but I liked it better getting to take a picture with him instead of of him. Shark asked what my name was an I told him and then he said 'from where?' and I told him. Then he said 'Oh, we asked Panic your question that you submitted. It'll be on the video in a few days.' WEEEE! I was so happy!
Inside the venue I got a purple shirt to wear at Friday's show. I'm going to try and get up front because it is standing room only. This show was seating only...but it was still okay. I was kinda far back.
Then we found our seats and Phantom Planet went on. They were pretty good. The Hush Sound were great, though. Greta has a great voice. Motion City Soundtrack were pretty good, the lead singer has a lot of charisma.
Then Panic came on and the room erupted...I can only tell you the songs I got to hear. My mom made me fucking leave after I Write Sins Not Tragedies because her ears were hurting...I was disappointed because this is exactly what happened at my last two shows she took me to...Family Values (which I waited for for 100+ days) and Underoath. She called me a spoiled brat too when I said I was disappointed about leaving. I'm not spoiled, I just wanted to see one concert with her all the way through -___-
So, they opened with We're So Starving which lead into Nine In The Afternoon. Then I believe they played Camisado. The order may be screwed up. I don't remember perfectly...Then they played The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide is Press Coverage. Then came She's a Handsom Woman and That Green Gentleman. They also played Behind the Sea and Folkin' Around from the new album. From Fever, they also played I Constantly Thank God For Esteban and But It's Better If You Do. That's all I got to hear, I'm sure they had a good five songs left. As I was leaving they were playing Northern Downpour.
So, I'll tell you about what happens on Friday. I'm going with the same girl who went to Underoath with me, and we'll be in the "pit." Hopefully I'll have the pictures from this show and the meet and greet by next week. We'll see!
posted at 10:34 am EDT | 4 comments
April 21, 2008
Can You Say OMGosh?
Their new CD is amazing and it makes me feel better when things are hard.
I'm going to the Honda Civic Tour on Friday.
But what I wasn't planning on was finding out about a radio contest...
97X, my favorite radio station, did an online weekend drawing. You entered for two tickets to the show, meet and greet passes and a key that could possibly open a brand new Honda Civic!
And I won!
So tomorrow, Tuesday, I got to the HCT and meet them :) I seriously feel like the luckiest person right now. Now all I have to do is get selected for the LPU meet and greet in August!
AHHH! I seriously can't contain my excitement. Two concerts in one week! AND a meet and greet! Weeeee!
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April 17, 2008
The Real AFI EP Tracklisting
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April 17, 2008
Just In Case!
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April 14, 2008
Jade's Latest Blog Entry
Honestly, who thinks of 'Who would you rather makeout with? Leatherface, Pennywise, Darth Vader or Predator?'
Or 'who would you rather fight with?' And then those choices.
FYI: I chose Leatherface for the first and Darth Vader for the second question...hehe
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April 14, 2008
New Account and Homepage
Also, while I was setting up that account, I had this account open as well...my Davey homepage was changed to the AFI one I found. I don't mind really...I just had to add in all my stories again XP Anyways, that's all from me :)
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April 9, 2008
Happy Birthday Gerard Way!
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March 11, 2008
Top Ten Favorite Albums
1.
Meteora by Linkin Park
2.
There Be Squabbles Ahead by Stolen Babies
3.
Sing the Sorrow by AFI
4.
The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance
5.
Decemberunderground by AFI
6.
Riot! by Paramore
7.
Hybrid Theory by Linkin Park
8.
Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge by My Chemical Romance
9.
Toxicity by System of a Down
10.
I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love by My Chemical Romance
And that's it...it was hard picking ten actually. I own a lot of CDs but picking my ten favorites were hard.
posted at 11:44 am EDT | 4 comments
November 27, 2007
Horror Story In Its Entirety
The swing set creaked and moaned in the September wind, only one little girl sat silently on a swing. She sat there look as innocent as ever, her pink dress lacey and frilly. She had long locks of golden blonde hair, twisted into curls upon her perfectly shaped, doll-like face. Her eyes were a blank gray color; no emotion could be seen in them. A crunching noise was coming from around the corner, and she straightened up, alert and ready to do whatever she had do to protect herself. Slowly, two figures came into view as they left the concealment of the bushes.
"I'll be back in an hour. Have fun playing, Tommy." The tall cheery woman said, giving her little boy a kiss on the cheek. He tried to smear off the lipstick, but it was no use. He waved goodbye to his mother and began to skip over to the slide. When he finally spotted the small girl, he grinned and waved. She merely stared at him, her cold eyes fixated on his. He looked away quickly, he was only used to the warmth of his mother's gaze. She watched him carefully, keeping her eyes on him at all times. Tommy got off of the slide, and hurried on to the monkey bars. He looked back over his shoulder to see if the odd-looking girl was still watching. She was; the emotionless gray orbs were still boring holes into him. He snapped his head back forward and went to sit next to her once he had tackled the bars.
"Why do you look so sad?" He asked, genuine curiosity in his childlike voice. She stared at him and said nothing. Silence hung between them, and the boy couldn't take his eyes off of her. "Are you lost?" He asked her, gripping the chains on the swing set. Nothing. Still nothing. "Are you even real? You look like a doll…" He reached out to touch her, and she sprung. She suddenly turned into the most horrible of beasts. She became over seven feet tall, her fingernails became as long as daggers and her once beautiful hair turned a musky brown color. Her whole body was covered in prickly fur, and her torso was sickly thin. In one swipe of its arm, the boy was unconscious on the ground in a pool of his own blood. The monster dragged the body away, leaving only his little baseball cap for his mother to keep. The only thing that remained the same on the body was the cold, distant gray eyes.
Optical Illusion
"Have we found any evidence that could lead us somewhere, Vick?" Larry Carlson asked, putting his cigarette into the ashtray. Tracy Vick flinched away, her hazel eyes blank.
"We? Oh, I don't believe that we have, Larry." She retorted venomously, flipping her long black hair over her shoulders. "You haven't helped with the case one bit since it happened. Tommy's mother has fallen to pieces, and all you do is sit in your office all day, puffing away and ordering us around! We deserve some respect, Carlson, and I expect we'll get it soon if you want your current reputation to stand." Tracy looked serious, but somehow it seemed Larry Carlson found some humor in her words.
"I'm your boss, I hired you, all of you. No one tells me what to do." He pulled out his pack of Marlboro's and lit up.
"You can tell that to Tommy Engle's mother." Tracy gave him one last stern look and whipped around, exiting the room.
"I don't understand him, Danny!" Tracy exhaled, looking exhausted to say the least. "It's as if he doesn't care…an innocent child's life is lost and all he cares about is himself!" Daniel Gardner patted Tracy Vick's shoulder and nodded.
"I know, Trace. It'll probably take the death of his own child for him to realize why we're trying to focus so intently on this case." Daniel's morbid words hit Tracy hard.
"What if my kid's next?" She asked, but it came out more like a statement, her voice low and fearful. Dan looked away off into a place where Tracy could not see.
"I'll make sure nothing happens to her. We all will." Daniel assured, squeezing her shoulder one last time. Tracy nodded, not wanting to speak on this subject anymore.
"I have to go home and make dinner for Clara." She smiled at Dan and buttoned up her pea coat.
It was already frightfully cold when Tracy walked outside. There was an eerie feeling in the air, and barely anyone was walking about. Usually in September there were tons of people walking the streets, or children bustling home after a long day at school. Still, the only sounds she could hear were the occasional car going by and the heavy wind whirring around her.
Tracy was a single mother who gave birth to an eccentric little girl named Clara. Early on in her marriage to an Italian man named Paul Delano, Paul found a woman who was just better for him, and they called it quits. Naturally, Tracy was given custody of Clara. She should've seen her father twice a week, but Tracy forbid the visits, seeing as Paul had taken a liking to cocaine and alcoholic binges. He swore it was all Lucinda's fault, his new lover, but Tracy did not believe this. She had met Lucy before, and she had seemed innocent. After all, she was the detective.
Tracy was one of the top detectives at the precinct, which meant long hours most of the time. A young lady named Shannon Rice looked after her daughter. She was a lovely girl with stunning red hair and beautiful brown eyes. She was oddly tall, but it complimented her nicely.
Tracy arrived at her house and fished her keys out of her purse. She quickly turned the knob and saw Shannon in the kitchen, with a little girl with perfectly placed blonde curls. She shut the door quietly and watched from below the window. The windows were open to let in the cool air of fall.
"The boy at the playground, Linda! Where is he?" Shannon demanded. The little girl, Linda, smiled evilly.
"Where he should be." She said simply, her strange child's voice high pitched.
"What does that mean?" Shannon snapped, shifting her feet.
"He's locked up. You know, with the others...until we need him. They say he could be useful though."
"They?"
" Janet and Michael. They say he could make a good Metherer. He's got good eyesight...and he's very alert." Linda nodded, as if to enforce the point.
"And they would know this, how?" Shannon asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Tests and experiments. How're you coming along?"
"Clara is looking very hopeful. She's smart, very smart. And tricky. We've played games, and she's outsmarted me in almost every one. It would be a shame to waste her strong points...plus, she is beautiful. You can bet even her beastly form will be gorgeous. I'm sure her new human disguise will be even more visually pleasing than her current state. Most of our facades are."
"So, she's going to be one of us one day?" Linda said, looking around the human kitchen curiously.
"For sure, and you can bet it will be soon. I'm going to guess she'll take the form of a woman...a woman who will look like an average mother, and she can offer them candy." Shannon snorted, then continued. " Let's face it; lots of little kids don't listen to their parents when they warn them about strangers. She'll have them following her in throngs. She could be our most valuable yet." Shannon said thoughtfully, her eyes gleaming. Linda's pale, gray eyes found Shannon's and she grinned.
"So...soon you say? Do you believe this Clara girl is so worthy?"
"Oh yes, Linda. She has amazing potential."
"I'll forward it on to Janet and Michael. I'll see you." Linda made her way to the door, and Tracy jumped out of the way, running for refuge behind a large pine tree. Linda made her way out into the driveway, looking at the car suspiciously. Had it been there when she had arrived? She brushed it off and walked down the street, skipping childishly and giggling at a young boy who was waving at her. She stopped walking and went over to him, his face joyful.
"Do you want to play in my sandbox?" The boy asked, handing her a plastic shovel. The tiny child was Clarence Wong; he was one of the sweetest kids on the street.
"Sure!" Linda said, artificial sweetness in her voice.
And they played. But Clarence was unaware that Linda was not planning on playing fair.
Tracy came out from behind the tree and watched in horror as the once angelic little girl turned into a villainous monster, ripping apart the kid's flesh. Obviously, Clarence was not worthy of being one of them.
Tracy walked into the house as if nothing had happened, keeping her eyes down.
"Tracy! Clara's in her room doing her homework. How was work?"
"It was alright. Heavy loads since the attacks started."
"Ah, I see." Shannon said, opening the fridge to find something to eat.
"Did she feel alright when she came home? She said she wasn't feeling too hot this morning." Tracy said, calming her heartbeat down by chopping up a carrot for her salad.
"She didn't say anything." Shannon mumbled, closing the fridge in defeat.
"Hm, maybe she got better during the day at school." Tracy said, finishing the carrot and moving onto the lettuce.
"Yep. Maybe."
Clara came running down the stairs with a pair of wax lips in her mouth.
"What are those?" Tracy asked, raising her eyebrows and forcing a smile. It was hard to make it appear genuine when she knew the evil that rested beyond Shannon's cold brown eyes.
"Wax lips. I found them in one of my drawers. They're from last Halloween, when I was dressed up as Angelina Jolie. Remember?" She asked, her eyes full of excitement. She'd never know the trouble she was in.
"Right." Tracy smiled. The microwave timer went over and Shannon twisted her body through the chairs to open the door. "What's that?" Tracy asked immediately, scared that it could somehow be poisonous. She no longer knew what to believe or who to trust. She trusted no one but Daniel now.
"A calzone. Clara wanted one a few minutes ago and I thought I'd make it for her. She was working hard on her homework." Shannon said, handing the plate to Clara. Clara accepted it, her eyes still bright. She ripped off the wax lips and sunk her teeth into the thick cheese.
"Thanks Shannon!" She said once she swallowed. Tracy winced and then looked at the babysitter.
"You can go home now, I've got her."
"You sure?" Shannon asked innocently.
"Yes." Tracy responded firmly. Shannon shrugged and kissed Clara's head, all the while keeping her eyes on Tracy. Tracy locked eyes with her and they both stared. Tracy felt a tingle go down her spine as Shannon's eyes glazed over. The hair on the back of her neck stood up and she bit her cheek. "You can go home now Shannon."
Shannon nodded, and walked out the door after throwing Tracy one more look. There, now Shannon knew Tracy knew the score.
Tracy ran into the precinct the next morning with terror screaming in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Daniel asked when she slammed her purse down on the table.
"That little boy was not killed. He was kidnapped by a Metherer."
"What? Slow down, you sound crazy." Tracy stepped away from him.
"I went home yesterday evening and my babysitter was talking to this girl. Both were flawless. I never really realized how gorgeous Shannon is. Well, they are these monsters called Metherers. They use disguises to lure little children in. I witness an attack. Sometimes they attack to feed and sometimes it's to gather a new member for the group. Shannon's going to take Clara and turn her into one. She said it. I just don't know what to do!" Daniel raised his eyebrows and then relaxed them.
"Why did you leave Clara with Shannon today? You could have taken her to work."
"I wouldn't want her to see the gruesome things her mommy sees everyday."
"What's worse to you? A life of evil, or seeing a few dead bodies?" Tracy contemplated this and then walked off to her boss's office.
"I have new evidence sir."
"I really don't care. Everyone seems to have evidence these days. You and Daniel are always going on about that boy's death...what we really need to focus on is that missing dancer from that men's club. Starlight Something-or-Other."
"Sir! This is a kidnapping, not a murder! This Metherer paralyzed the boy so he couldn't fight back. Not that he'd have a chance...they're almost like werewolves, you see...they're after my daughter!"
"Metherers? Werewolves? This is a load of bull. Who do you think you are? Tracy, you've been diving off the deep end lately. Sometimes I worry about you."
"Just hear me out!" Tracy pleaded. Her boss let out a sigh.
"Fine. Try and convince me."
As Tracy was hand cuffed, a UPS truck whizzed by and the driver's dead eyes winked at her. Tracy shuddered. She knew those eyes all too well now. She should have never mentioned anything. Now she was off to live with the white coats. This was the result of hammering on and on to her boss over the course of a few days about Metherers. Maybe someday he'd experience the truth for himself and regret it.
Daniel watched from the door with sadness.
"I didn't think it would come down to this." He whispered.
"Take care of Clara, Daniel! Please!"
"I will." He said. "Oh, and Tracy! I believe you!"
Tracy looked at him with sorrowful eyes.
"You're the only one that does."
"Come on little Miss Clara. Off to do your homework." Daniel said, pointing up the stairs. Clara groaned.
"Where's mommy?" She asked. "Mom let's me watch TV sometimes before homework."
"Mom...your mom won't be here for while. She needed someone to look after you." Daniel lied.
"She could have just called Shannon."
"No, she couldn't. She wanted an adult. It's been dangerous around here lately. Just get up there and start working. Then you can watch television." Daniel assured, trying to smile. Clara dragged herself up the stairs, a scowl on her face.
Daniel sighed and sat on the couch. Last time he was in the house was Christmas. Tracy felt lonely, and so did he. Both of them were single, and wanted to keep each other company on the holiday. Daniel peered out the window, seeing a neighborhood dog barking ferociously at something out of sight. Suddenly, the dog starts to look at Tracy's house, and then at Daniel.
"It must be rabid, better call animal control." Daniel said, starting to get up. As he stood he heard snarling from the glass pane. Beautiful people stared back, their mouths foaming and snapping, and their eyes cold, distant and steel color. Before he could blink they were hairy, monstrous beings, with fingernails five inches long. Their skin clung to their bodies, and their backbones protruded sickeningly from their form. They had changed so greatly, but the only feature that remained the same was the dead eyes.
Daniel ran upstairs and scooped Clara up. She was confused and started to beat him with her fists.
"Put me down! You monster put me down!" She screamed.
Clara knew nothing of monsters yet.
They ran out the back door, tearing through their neighbor's yards and trampling elegant flowerbeds of purple, yellows and reds. As they ran, they heard a violin that sounded like it was being strangled; it's strings sounded as if they were barely clinging on to life. It sounded like a dirge, a final goodbye to the dead. Daniel hugged Clara closer to him and stole a glance into the window of the musician's house.
Standing by the window expectantly was a monster, a comrade of the mob after them. He held the violin to his chin, and played the dirge that was addressed to them. He never looked away from Daniel and Clara's fleeting figures.
Daniel tried to focus on running, but the thought of dying scared him. He had planned on dying peacefully at home, not at the mouths of evil beings. A root. A fall. Snap.
Daniel lay on the cold ground with his limbs broken. He could no longer run away. The creatures advanced in on him, all together grinning evilly. The beast form of Shannon grabbed Clara by the arm, and the child screamed in protest.
"Oh, but Clara dear, a minute ago you wanted me with you." She taunted.
"Shannon?" She asked weakly, before being thrown to the ground, paralyzed like her classmate Tommy.
Daniel shrieked in agony as the Janet and Michael dug their toenails into his back. A chorus of laughter erupted around him; it was like an overture to a nightmare. Daniel helplessly clung to whatever life he still had, and then gave out as the rest of the Metherers fought over him.
Tracy looked out the window of her cell. She always felt so cold within the cement walls. She put a hand to the glass window, a chill enveloping it.
"The skies are dark today," she thought, "everything has been gloomy lately. If only I could comfort Clara. If only I had kept my mouth shut. I'm not insane. I am not insane. Clara never liked stormy days. It's especially dark out now. She never liked stormy days. I'm not insane. I am not insane." Tracy shivered and blinked her eyes. The world outside the asylum was bright, not gloomy. She blinked again. It stayed sunny and cheerful.
Epilogue
During her stay at the asylum, Tracy did, in fact, go insane. Obviously she was never crazy in the first place, but who wouldn't go crazy in a cell all by themselves while their daughter was in danger of becoming a monster?
The changing of the weather so suddenly represented Clara's change into a Metherer.
The Metherers slowly gathered more and more members as time went on, and they have not been defeated yet. They are still taking the form of children, teens and cheery adults. So beware, and know whom you are talking to.
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August 12, 2007
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