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Tava60

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Is that all? I'm kinda dissapointed I really wanted to try an Alex Meat Pie. :P Well heres my world class evaluation.

Ok well first off good job as you regalury do. A bit off though that the person didn't even get scarred for life or something. Nice use of a homicidle maniac not killing the main charactor but actually teaching him a lesson. I suppose their was a morale out there too, eh. I admit i was quite surprised by Mr. Flyn comiting suciede, actually of him you almost had me believing he was a sweet old man. Also the peom I didn't get to much.

Well I'll end this post with a famous or so quote from this story.

"Pigs really do fly."

10-Jun-2009 15:42:37 - Last edited on 10-Jun-2009 15:43:31 by Tava60

Alex X777

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Wow, I really loved that story :P I liked how it was all based on the silly over-active imagination, that left us guessing to the end.

He's bad, he's good, no wait he's actually bad! Ahh, I find stories like that amazing.

Another masterpiece that chilled me to the bones. Great work.

10-Jun-2009 19:06:32

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Thank you two. You were disappointed, Tava? Well, that's bound to happen. You can't fall in love with them all. Remember though that the genre I am writing in is not, 'Write about a character that gets scared for life,' it's Horror. I knew that this story was different from the rest and wanted to gauge your guys' reaction. Maybe next time I will frighten the main character forever. Maybe.

No morale, just a lunatic old man. ;)

The poem in question is just more proof that I can't write poems. The first two lines are meant to be in a sing-song fashion.

"I had tea with a dead inside white boy,
I gave life to a lifeless schoolboy."

By sing-song I mean that you could imagine Mr. Flynn screaming it out while he was setting up. It means that Alex was dead before he meet David. Alex was just a body and a brain. Flynn gave him a soul.

The last line, "Pigs really do fly," means that not only did David teach Alex something, Alex gave something to David. That night he saw Alex's reasoning and believed it. Having a little mental instability would help too.

That's about it for the poem. Unfortunately when the police found it they thought Mr. Flynn was describing a boy that he had killed and hid somewhere outside of his house. They were using their top analysts to decipher the poem. Guess they didn't realize it would lead to a dead end. As proved in "Ghost In To The Net," Cops can be so arrogant sometimes. :P

10-Jun-2009 22:25:21 - Last edited on 10-Jun-2009 22:49:26 by Dark Enmity

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(¸.•´ (¸.•It's A Girl!

Mrs. O’Brian was gently massaging her neck and arms, relieving them of any kinks. On her lap was a the magazine Gielenor Weekly, creased open to page twenty-seven, which was referring to the Larry’s outlandish theories that penguins were going to take over the world.

Right now Jane O’Brian wasn’t worried about dangerous penguins. What made her anxious was the small quiet white room she was waiting in. Reflexively she twisted her fingers around her silver heart shaped locket. The music was blazing from a speaker above. She recognized the song instantly

“I’ll keep you my dirty little secret...dirty little secret. Don’t tell anyone or you’ll be just another regret...just another regret, hope that you can keep it,” Tyson Ritter sang faintly over the system. Jane felt uncontrollably itchy.

‘Great. What a good song choice. Maybe next time they can sing, ‘your husband’s gonna leave you because you’re too fat,’ she thought sarcastically.’

She did have a secret and her green eyes could show it, but before she could change her mind for this final time a man in a white trench coat beckoned Jane forward.

Apprehensively she walked through the door and sat down in the blue plastic chair—leaving the doctor to sit in his lavishly expensive leather revolving one. He was twiddling with his writing utensil like all professional doctors when they want to make the patient more nervous.

“Hello Jane. Big day, yes?” Doctor Neil said.

“Are you sure it’s possible?” Jane asked curtly. Neil gave a chuckle.

“As I have told you since the beginning of the month, it is a minor procedure. Don’t worry. We will have that problem removed before you know it. Are you sure you couldn’t locate your—,”

“No. My husband has disappeared since this happened.”

Neil did not look particularly pleased. Then again, middle aged women have been more desperate than Jane. She was taking this very maturely.

12-Jun-2009 06:28:14 - Last edited on 12-Jun-2009 06:32:18 by Dark Enmity

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“I guess there is nothing left to say,” Neil remarked. “We shall dose you with an anesthetic so it will be completely painless. Do you wish to be awake when—,”

“Defiantly not."

"Very well,” Neil said and beckoned Mrs. O’Brian towards the operation room that Jane considered her last chance.

Seven hours later Jane was in the driveway of her Victorian house. She was insistent that they release her that very day. Jane was just in her SUV carefully planning out what would occur in the next few minutes.

“Okay, you will go in looking totally miserable. Remember, you have to look as you didn't do anything wrong.”

(Dirty little secret)

She continued to speak aloud hoping the instructions would sink in more clearly. “Then, you say you’re line. You have to make sure to burst into tears. If you don’t then

(You’ll be just another regret)

He won’t buy it. I know he won't. I am sure of it.” She put her blue matching leather purse in the passenger seat and then walked to the front door. The door opened flawlessly revealing Jane into the open foyer of gray tiles and a crystal chandelier above a spiraling staircase. A man called distantly from across the home.

“Jane, is that you? Could you fetch me a beer? I am in the parlor,” Mike yelled. Jane wrapped her arms around her stomach and slumped across their house. Mike was sitting in a massive armchair, wearing his reading glasses and doing the daily crossword.

“Jane, you look awful? How was work today?” Mike asked.

Jane just bit her lip. The crushing power of her teeth and her apprehension almost caused her mouth to bleed. All American Rejects were playing the same song in her head.

‘And all I’ve tried to hide, it’s eating me apart,’ the lead singer crooned.

“Hun? What’s wrong?” Jane looked at Mike and only had the strength to mouth two words.

“I miscarried.”

All of a sudden Mike was all over her, hugging her, kissing her, and feeling her grayish brown silk hair. For a moment she almost forgot she was grieving.

12-Jun-2009 06:28:18 - Last edited on 12-Jun-2009 15:40:48 by Dark Enmity

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“If you don’t mind, I would like to go to bed,” Jane said.

“Sure, honey, whatever you want. And Jane?” She turned around with a sinking feeling of fear in her gut.

“Yes?”

He gave her a wary smile and flashed his apologetic eyes. “It’s going to be all right. I know it is.”

Jane just nodded and headed upstairs for a snooze. She fell asleep in five minutes. Emotional exhaustion can do that to you.

She woke up the next morning relaxed and refreshed. Sunlight shone through the open windows and onto the bed. Jane gave a sustained yawn, gently running a hand down her bloated stomach.

“Oh my God...,” Jane didn't want to touch it. But she was overcome by curiosity. She placed a trembling hand over her abdomen and could feel a tiny heart pulsating.

“OH MY GOD, NO!" She was now shrieking, eyes wide in horror. Mike ran in with his silk robe. When he saw Jane’s stomach his jaw dropped.

“H-how?” was all he could manage to stutter. Jane’s was feeling hot and clammy.

“I d-don’t know. The d-doctor said the b-b-baby had died.” Jane was struggling with the impossible fact that she might be a mother. Mike walked over to Jane and kissed her on the lips.

“This is great!” Mike exclaimed.

“What are you talking about?”

Mike was beaming. “I don’t know how you got so big so quick but there must be an explanation. You see tons of weird births and anomalies happen all the time. This just might be a fast growing baby. Still, we are going to be parents!” Mike gave a huge hug to Jane’s stomach and ran out of the room, singing in his off-key voice. Jane just stood there, frozen.

“There must be something you can do.”

Jane was sitting with Doctor Neil. The secretary was scolding her to make an appointment, but when Neil saw her his jaw dropped to the floor. He then ordered Stacy to cancel his next patient and from then he just couldn’t stop staring at Jane’s belly.

12-Jun-2009 06:28:22 - Last edited on 12-Jun-2009 06:32:50 by Dark Enmity

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“Marvelous...it is simply a miracle...” Neil was jotting down on his notepad with a tape player beside it on the record button.

“Doctor Neil?”

“Oh yes, sorry. I am afraid by the looks of it you are in your third trimester. The baby is almost fully grown.”

“You mean I am stuck with this abnormality?” She wanted to slap Neil in the face. He just had his happy-go-lucky face on.

“I would think of it as an amazingly gifted child. Of course, we could do some tests. I would love to see the composition of that baby,” Neil said with a twinkle in his eye.

The clock was now pointing at noon. She felt claustrophobic in the tiny white room with an eccentric doctor. She cried out desperately for her last hope. “What about the abortion? I thought you said that was successful!”

Neil frowned this time. “Yes, I am quite puzzled by that. It is the first abortion that has failed in my practice. My theory is there were twins in your uterus and we just weren’t prepared to find a second baby. Then this growth spurt happened. Fascinating, isn’t it?”

Jane just looked sickened and stormed out of the office.

That night she couldn’t sleep. Thoughts of the baby crept into her mind, flooding her with paranoia and anxiety. She didn't want a baby. She wanted it to go away. They didn't even have a name for it yet.

“Maybe I will name this one Sarah and the dead one in a Petri dish in Neil’s lab will be called Abbey.”

Her legs felt wet and her nightgown was soaked. Mike was sleeping in the guest bedroom (He did what she referred to as the ‘death roll’). The muscles inside her were moving rapidly and constantly, and a shriek was expelled from her breath.

‘I am in labor I am in god damn LABOR!’ Another scream escaped her and she knew that the wetness on the bed was her water breaking.

12-Jun-2009 06:28:26 - Last edited on 13-Jun-2009 19:10:35 by Dark Enmity

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The contractions were becoming faster paced and violent. She had never learned or cared for the breathing method but now she was sounding like a steam engine. Her lips were pursed and her back arched, screaming for Mike.

‘He can’t hear me oh God why can’t he hear—,’ something was being pushed out of her body. She knew it was a baby girl, she just knew it. And then what happened next terrified her.

“Abbey..." The thing under the sheets moaned. Jane’s eyes were petrified, as she began to stream out tears and screech for anyone.

“HELP ME! HELP ME I NEED HELP SOMEONE!” But the only voice that could respond was the thing.

“Abbey...where are you...it’s me...Sarah...” the thing droned.

‘IT WANTS ITS SISTER IT WANTS ITS DEAD SISTER!’ Her breathing and back buckled as she let out a long sigh, recoiling into the bed.

It was silent. Jane could hear nothing except the outside breeze. There was only one breathing human in the bedroom.

“It’s dead; oh thank you it’s dead!” She let out a gasp of laughter and gazed into her dresser mirror. The lower half of the bed sheets was moving.

“NO!" She screamed, kicking wildly, trying to squish the monster. It latched onto her foot with its tiny hands and started to bite. It had sharp fangs that sunk deep into her skin.

“GET OFF ME! GO DIE! DIE LIKE YOUR SISTER!” She was now fanatical but with a fiery look in her eyes. The thing wouldn’t release. 'It isn’t your daughter it is the thing of the living dead, coming to get its revenge.’

Her feet connected with bone, creating a sickening crunch. The movement under the covers seemed to stop. Jane was panting and sweat was rolling down her face.

‘That was the keeper of hell. It wanted its damn sister.’ Jane’s lips were shaking. She had to know. She had to find out what Sarah was.

She lifted the covers and the thing sprung out, clamping onto Jane’s face. She didn't even have enough time to let out a final scream.
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12-Jun-2009 06:28:31 - Last edited on 13-Jun-2009 18:02:48 by Dark Enmity

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