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Narcisi

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Zach whirled around to see Sponge Bob standing in the doorway, toying with Zach’s knife. There was a jagged hole cut through his stomach. A malicious chuckle escaped the sponge’s lips. “You actually believed you had killed me? Come now, Zach. You’re better than that!” As he spoke, something strange was happening to the hole. Gradually, it began to diminish. " Think, Zachary! I’m a SPONGE!” In a few seconds, the hole was entirely closed up. A smirk grew on Sponge Bob’s face as he pronounced the last few words in a tortuously condescending tone. “I can regenerate.” With a quick flick of his wrist, Sponge Bob sent Zach’s knife plunging back at its owner.
Stunned as he was, Zach’s reflexes kicked in, and he managed to duck before the weapon hit him. As it passed him, however, Zach felt a tug and a hiss. Switching on his HUD, Zach could see the oxygen in his left tank was rapidly decreasing. The knife must have sliced through one of the tubes as it flew by.
" ****!” he exclaimed to himself. Unfortunately, he had no time to throw a pity party. Sponge Bob was approaching quickly. Zach snatched the Glock from his belt and unloaded the entire clip into his enemy. In a matter of seconds, Sponge Bob resembled Swiss cheese. Yet he pressed on, unhampered by the rapidly healing wounds that covered his body. Zach desperately took the harpoon gun from his back and aimed it at Sponge Bob, who was almost upon him. Luckily, a harpoon was already loaded into the weapon; all Zach had to do was pull the trigger. The projectile shot through the water and plunged into Sponge Bob’s chest. The force of it picked up Sponge Bob and pinned him against a coral tree he had just passed. The sponge was held a few inches off the ground, attached to the tree behind him by the harpoon lodged in his torso.

27-Sep-2007 02:52:47 - Last edited on 27-Sep-2007 03:01:05 by Narcisi

Narcisi

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Anger flashed through Sponge Bob’s eyes, and he grabbed the shaft of the weapon, trying to tug it out. “Hold on just a minute, Telmar,” he said, his voice trembling with rage. “I’ll be there in a moment.”
Zach franticly searched his surroundings for somewhere he could retreat to. The closest place he could see was the house that resembled a tiki head. He ran to it; luckily, the door was slightly ajar. Zach burst in and closed the door behind him. He just needed some time…some time to think, some time to prepare. He continued through the house, closing each door behind him. Through the door, around the corner, through another door, and another, and another yet; how many doors did this building have? Finally, Zach reached a flight of stairs, leading up into the unknown. Through an array of closed doors, Zach could faintly hear a door crash loudly. Sponge Bob must have finally gotten free. Having no choice, Zach ran up the stairs. After a few more doors, he burst into a large room filled with half-finished paintings. There were no doors, only two small windows on the far wall that looked out at the road. Strewn about the floor were numerous paint cans. Brushes were propped on the tops of some; others were empty or not even opened yet.
Paint, underwater? But there was no time to contemplate this lapse in logic; Zach could hear the doors violently opening behind him. In a few seconds Sponge Bob would reach him.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Sponge Bob called tauntingly.
'I need a weapon,' Zach thought, scouring the room for anything he could use. He certainly couldn’t use the large canvases. The only other things in the room were the brushes and cans of paint.

27-Sep-2007 02:53:37 - Last edited on 27-Sep-2007 03:01:43 by Narcisi

Narcisi

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Zach grabbed the closest can, making sure it was full. He hoped it was heavy enough to knock him out, or at least do some permanent damage. Zach couldn’t help but acknowledge the fact that if a harpoon could only slow Sponge Bob down, a can of paint probably wouldn’t do much at all. He sighed despairingly. He didn’t have much of a choice. After taking a few steps away from the door, he tightly grasped the handle of the paint can and prepared to throw it. The sound of banging doors drew closer, until finally the door in front of Zach flew open to reveal Sponge Bob. His eyes were bloodshot and he was panting slightly. There was a small hole in his chest where the harpoon had gone through; it was healing fast.
“Found you!” was all he managed to say before he was hit in the face with a heavy metal can. On impact, the container burst open, covering Sponge Bob in bright green paint. Sponge Bob looked at Zach with an expression of shock and rage.
“Why you–” he started to say, but stopped abruptly and doubled over, coughing violently. After a moment, he righted himself and looked at Zach. “What…what have you done!?” he wheezed, panic tainting his voice. He erupted into another fit of hacking, falling to his knees. “I can’t…can’t breath…”

Zach suddenly understood. It was the paint! It was clogging his pores, preventing him from breathing!
“I will…kill you…Mr…Mr. Telmar…” Sponge Bob managed to say, dragging himself slowly towards Zach. Before he was more than halfway across the room, however, his efforts slowed, then stopped. His breathing came in quick gasps. Time dragged on, and still Zach stood there, watching as the life slowly drained out of Sponge Bob. Finally, with a terrible shudder, the sponge died.

» End of Chapter Eight «

27-Sep-2007 02:54:04 - Last edited on 27-Sep-2007 03:03:02 by Narcisi