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Post by Alan Haskayne on Dec 20, 2012 21:24:17 GMT -5
Alexandria Alexandria didn't struggle against Simon, her pistol fired into Jenna's window, but her finger had twitched involuntarily from how Simon had grabbed her arm. She showed no pain as she impacted the wall, in fact her eyes showed nothing but gratitude. She almost gave him a smile and said "Thank you Simon. My life has been misery sense the crash. Thank you for putting me out of my misery and allowing me to join my family in paradise ever lasting." her mind was happy, and she was ready for death, more so then ever before. She then said "No matter what you do, no matter how painful you make my death, it will be a mercy to me. I will be with god at long last, and he shall forgive my sins." she hummed some religious sounding sound to herself as she finished by saying "I will pray for your soul Simon. I honestly will."
Alan and his comrades Caroline rocked the kid in her arms outside and said "Shhhh, Shhhh. Don't cry. I heard my parents die too. I was hiding in the freezer as a man cut them with a chainsaw. Its ok. It isn't what you have to worry about." she remembered the vivid flashbacks of the loud buzzing sound and her parents screaming. She wasn't overly effected by it, after all, she couldn't have been more than five at the time. However realising this kid wouldn't actually speak English she sung him a luliby in German, one of her three native tongues she had acquired just from growing up in Switzerland.
Yun didn't seem to believe a word that Abby said, because she just jammed her fingers into her knee "Abby, it is important you don't lie to me, I have spoken with Alan, and he told me that it was both your and his idea. Now I believe him, don't you." she twisted her fingers around in her knee until Abby said yes, which probably wouldn't take long based on the pain. After Yun hit Abby the second time she said "You whiny little Jap bitch, shut up. I haven't even hit you hard yet. I should really teach you not to lie though." she grabbed her combat knife again, and sliced through both of Abby's Achilles Tendonitis. She then said something to Alan in Korean, and he translated it to Spanish for the other girl standing there, who nodded to both of them. He then said to Abby "I'm going to let you live, isn't that nice? There is a love Cuban, um, shall we say reform camp, that is located on Haiti. I am sending you and another couple of Hawaiian prisoners there." he nodded to his guards and Yun stabbed her knife into Abby's other kneecap, leaving it there, and told the guards "Leave it." before whispering in Abby's ear "When you get there, kill yourself with it. It is for the best." she was giving her a small gift because of her believing Abby a little.
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Post by Leslie on Dec 21, 2012 2:39:25 GMT -5
Jenna made some faces, ignoring him saying she had a strong stomach. She felt utterly hopeless. If she tried anything, she knew she would only accomplish hurting herself. Or killing herself. And her apparently stupid friend who was pretty much doomed at this point no matter what wasn't worth trying to kill herself and accomplishing nothing. Not that she would completely care if she died, but that wasn't important. Seeing Shade break Drake's knees and hearing them made her cringe, though the screams were probably the worst part. If she lived through this, she knew there would be a big mess to clean up in her house. When Shade came back with kitchen knives, she started to look terrified again. She knew that she wouldn't be AS terrified if it would be a clean death for herself, but the idea of dying how Shade would probably kill her was freaky as hell. Again, she didn't say anything to Shade about the fact he said her father must of really abandoned her. As more disgusting and gruesome stuff happened, she continued to just stand there, feeling helpless and like she didn't have much time left. At this point, she couldn't take it anymore, adrenaline or no adrenaline, and she threw up on the floor in front of her, adding to the mess that needed to be cleaned up. When he asked how she wanted to be displayed, which when he said that, she looked back up to see that he had put Drake's head on the pole she had attempted to whack him with, she could barely get herself to speak from the fact she felt like throwing up again. "I would rather be killed quickly and not displayed at all" She said.
Right then, her father came out with a rifle, and pointed it directly at Shade, trying his best to ignore the gruesomeness that occurred in his living room. Before he pulled the trigger, Jenna shouted "No! Don't kill him!", because she knew Simon was still in there somewhere, and she didn't want Simon to die. He was one of her best friends after all, if not her best. Sure, Molly was her best friend that was a girl. But now that Simon was back, she would probably say he was her best friend overall. And she knew from stories that trying to shoot him probably wouldn't work anyway. But her father didn't listen, because he wasn't going to let this crazy maniac kill his daughter. He fired at Shade, and right after he fired and got ready to shoot him again, Jenna got in the line of fire. At that moment, he was so thankful he hadn't pulled the trigger. "I said no!" She shouted at her dad, turning to Shade....who she really was hoping would turn to Simon already. Mainly so she didn't have to change her mind and try and kill him herself for self defense reasons. That would really put her back into depression, killing her best friend. Her dad just stared, thinking his daughter was being crazy, but understood her reasoning. She knew the real Simon much more then he did.
Molly let out a scream when she saw the blood splatter on the window, and looked freaked out. Then, more blood splattered on the window, and she freaked out some more. Also, by the time the blood splattered the second time, she joined in with Jenna, and threw up into the bush's. She had also started heading farther away from the house. Despite the fact she was trying to stay behind for Jenna, she knew she was a coward, and didn't have a strong stomach. Clearly not as strong as Jenna's. When the shot fired off, she jumped from being startled, and she looked horrified for a moment. Did this crazy guy get a hold of a gun? Though, when she thought about it, she figured there would be 2 shots firing off if that was the case. Maybe it was act the crazy guy? She wanted to make sure her friend was okay, but she was too scared to go back inside now. She figured she'd find out either way in a bit....
After Time Skippy Stuff Jenna was worried how Simon would react to being told that Makayla and Leslie both were dead. And how he was reacting was pretty much what she expected would happen. If she wasn't feeling pissed herself, and frustrated because of all the shit happening in her life again, she would of gone over and given Simon a hug. But before that thought even really crossed her mind, Simon started to attack Alexandria. She jumped when Simon broke a bunch of breakables on a table, then jumped again when the gun fired off when Simon grabbed Alexandria's arm. But she didn't care about that. She cared more about the fact that bloodshed was about to be spilled in her house again. By Simon, not Shade.
"Simon! No! No more bloodshed needs to be spilled in my house!" Jenna exclaimed, trying to pull Simon away from Alexandria. Hearing what Alexandria said made her raise an eyebrow. For some reason she didn't really think Alexandria as religious. Or, at least this religious. Still, despite the fact Alexandria clearly wanted to die, she was against Simon outright killing her....and spilling blood in her house, again. Though, she didn't really consider Simon Simon last time. "Please Simon, don't" She said, not wanting to see more people murdered in front of her then she already had seen.
Abby The child didn't really seem to have a response to anything Caroline said, but he did seem to be calming down....somewhat. As much as you'd expect him to calm down. He did say "Mama!", and cry into Caroline's shoulder, but that was about all he did. He wasn't quite crying to the extreme as before.
"Aaaahh!" Abby said, letting out clear sounds of agony. Just because it hurt like hell, she quickly said "Yes!" through clenched teeth. If she wasn't in so much pain, she would of just laughed at the attempt to insult her by calling her a whiny little Japanese bitch. She didn't say anything at all to that, because she didn't really see any need to. As more pain was inflicted on her, she reacted how you would expect, which was more screams of pain and such. When the girl said she was going to let her live, she really wasn't sure if that was a nice gesture at this point or not. "Thanks" She said through pain, and tried to sound sarcastic, but it didn't work very well through the pain. At this point she would just rather die, because it hurt so much. Unless she could somehow heal and get out of here, and back to her son. She screamed in pain again when she was stabbed in her other kneecap, and at this point didn't even move other then to cover up her wounds the best she could. To Yun, she didn't say anything to what she said, to not act suspicious. She knew she was going to not appreciate the journey to Haiti, and all the pain. "Just take me already" She groaned through pain.
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Post by Edenecho on Dec 21, 2012 15:11:48 GMT -5
"You don't have that option," Shade said to Jenna when she said she'd rather not be displayed at all,"So choose, how do you want to be displayed? Want your head on a pole like Drake here? I could stick it on a flagpole. You do have one, right? Or I could just scatter you all over the room, that would be fun. Maybe not for you, but it would be for me," He gave a crooked smirk, but the smile didn't reach his narrowed eyes. It was a facial expression that even a stranger would know he wasn't right in the head from it, even if he hadn't been utterly soaked in blood and holding a pole with a head on it.
When her dad came out with a rifle, he smiled, and swing the pole like he was casting a fishing pole. As soon as it reached the end of the arch, the head went flying off and hit Jenna's dad as soon as he pulled the trigger. It hit her dad with enough force to knock his aim off, and the shot hit the window, instead. He smirked again and swing the pole around in his hand,"So protective," He said, narrowing his eyes. He then suddenly did a roll, came up in front of Jenna, sideswiped her in the stomach with the pole, both probably kind of disabling her and getting her out the way, then rolled again, coming up in a handstand in front of her dad. He kicked her dad in the face, grabbed the rifle between his legs before pushing off with his hands and landing on his feet. While he was in the air, he somehow managed to do a weird twirly kick thing with his legs, and after he landed, the gun landed in his hands, pointing toward her dad. He smirked,"To easy," He said. He held the gun in one hand, and the pole in the other, so obviously he couldn't just fire like that. Well, he was Shade, so he might have been able to, but something like that seems like less a matter of strength, and more a matter of dislocating shoulders. He adjusted his grip on the gun, and made the ammo fall out of it, before tossing it over his shoulder. Since there probably wasn't much else anyone could do, I'll just keep going.
After discarding the gun, Shade did a roll to the side, coming up behind her dad and whacking him HARD on the back of his knees, making his knees buckle and causing him to fall over backwards. Shade smirked and swung his pole around in his hand so he was holding it in a backwards grip before standing over her dad. He held the pole above his head with both hands and was about to stab it in to her dad.... No! ....and he froze. It wasn't because of Simon's desperate shout of 'No' that froze him, it was the singing. He hated that sound. It always made him lock up. He couldn't move, and he stood like that for a bit, Arms above his heads, eyes wide and staring as if he was seeing something that wasn't t here, before he suddenly dropped the pole as if it had bitten him and stumbled back. "God, no," He said, trembling from head to toe,"No,no,no,no,no!" He looked at himself, then at Drake, and doubled over, falling to his knees. He pulled the gun out of the back of his pants and silently slid it across the floor to her dad. His sad eyes went from Jenna to her dad, then he begged,"Shoot me, please. Kill me before I hurt someone else." Tears ran down his face as he whispered,"I'm sorry, Jenna,"With a sob.
(Timeskip) Simon stared at Alexandria for a bit, and a tear fell out of his eye. He unsheathed the sword he had with him for some reason, gently but forcefully shoving Jenna away from him. "May you have peace in death that I never can," He whispered, before stabbing his sword into Alexandria's heart. He hoped it would kill her quickly, but if it didn't he would end it quickly for her. No fun.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Dec 21, 2012 20:48:18 GMT -5
Alexandria Alexandria gasped and grabbed the sword that had impaled her heart. She slowly whispered "Thank you Simon." and slid down the wall as her face became pale and she spit up a little blood. She closed her eyes as she remembered everything. She smiled as she recalled her siblings, her parents, training because she knew everyone would be so proud. She remembered getting smashed in the head with a pipe for trying to get her first kiss, and of course the plane crash. She remembered the duels between her and Simon, the dancing and awkward kisses with Leslie, the plots and plans with Alan, the gentle encouragement of Jenna, and the love of Makayla like her sibling. She remembered all of this in the seconds it took her to die her last words were "They always said there would be a light..."
Alan and his Group Caroline continued to gently rock the kid and sing in German to him, she then slowly said "Ihre Mutter gehört zu Gott jetzt, und Sie gehören zu den Menschen." basically meaning his mother was gone and he was the child of the people. She walked down the street to a waiting APC, where she stepped in.
Yun smashed Abby's head in one more time before they took her away, knocking her out as a small mercy. The two marines then grabbed her limp body and put it in a body bag. She was carried by the two marines as they were led by the young attractive Cuban female officer. She had them toss Abby into a truck, followed by loading her onto the plane that contained weapons for the People's Republic of Hati. Alan and his personal group went back to their Yacht, where they continued to plan.
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Post by Leslie on Dec 22, 2012 4:54:36 GMT -5
Jenna twitched uncomfortably, and looked like she was going to be sick again. But she decided to just ignore the question altogether, because she really wasn't sure she had an opinion how she was displayed after being dismembered. She would let Shade figure that out for himself. Or not at all, depending if Simon came back....
Then, to her horror, Shade flung Drake's head at her dad, or more specifically his gun to knock off his aim. Before she knew it, she was sideswiped and too disabled to really do anything at the moment while everything unfolded. As soon as she saw her father being attacked by Shade, she was sure he would be dead. This thought horrified her. The last thing she wanted was both of her parents dead. If they both did die, she would definitely go back into a state of depression, if not outright kill herself. She even thought that there was a likely possibility she would even attack Simon, if he came back to Simon, or maybe even try to attack Shade, despite the fact she knew it would be pointless. As much as she wouldn't want to hurt Simon when he's actually Simon, her father being dead would be enough for her to crack. By the time he was about ready to stab her dad with the pole, she had been up again, seeing what was about ready to happy. "No! Please! No!" She shouted, tears welling up in her eyes as the horrified thought of her father dying came to her, and there was nothing she could do to get to Shade in time.
But then Shade froze, and seemed to turn back to Simon. At this point, she collapsed to her knee's, the strength in her completely lost at how close her father had come to being killed by her best friends bad side. "My god" She said breathlessly, as if her breath was taken away by the close encounter. Tears started to fall from her eyes more after everything calmed down. She looked at Simon, then at her dad. But there wasn't really anything she could do right now. She was in shock by everything that had happened, not just her father nearly being killed. She didn't even respond to Simon apologizing at the moment, despite the fact she didn't want Simon to die.
Jenna's dad was horrified by the head that came flying at him, and he almost dropped the gun from a mixture of being horrified at the fact his shot was knocked out of alignment. By a head. Then, to his even bigger horror, he started to get attacked. Before he could really even think of reacting, he was kicked in the face, his gun was stolen, and then the back of his knees were kicked out, making him collapse. How hard he was kicked in the back of his knees hurt like hell. It hurt way more then he expected it to. He also looked terrified when he thought he was about ready to die by a....pole from a cleaning tool. That was when Simon seemed to take control back, and he let out a sigh of relief that he wasn't killed. He saw Jenna's response, and he looked sad for her, but he couldn't really move properly right now. His face hurt, and the back of his knee's hurt like hell. He also had Simon tell him to kill him. Which he knew he couldn't get himself to do. When Simon was normal, he couldn't kill a poor guy like that. As Shade? He definitely could, if it saved himself and his daughter. "I can't do that" He said, shaking his head. "Not now"
After Time Skip Jenna knew he was going to kill Alexandria anyway when he pushed her aside, and what he said confirmed that even more for her. She closed her eyes as soon as she heard the sword impact Alexandria, and she felt a tear fall lose of losing a once good friend. Then, she started to outright cry thinking about the fact she had actually lost 3 friends. Why was everything going so badly? She just wanted things to get better again. This really wasn't helping her depressive feelings.
"She was once a good friend" Jenna said, letting out a sob. "Simon, I don't know how you feel about it....But I think we should find a way to bury her respectfully, despite what she did...." She said, shaking her head. "I would do the same for Leslie and Makayla, but....." She said, not saying anything because she couldn't get herself to say anything related to the fact Makayla was who-knows-where and Leslie was only a head. She then just started losing control of her emotions, and started to sob even more, completely losing control of her ability to push back her emotions. "It's all going to hell!" She exclaimed, leaning against the wall and taking a deep breath.
Abby The child didn't really have any response to anything, and just started to calm down more, being taken by Caroline wherever Caroline was heading.
Abby got knocked out, and because of that, didn't really have any response to anything else that happened. Hopefully she didn't bleed out. Or get issues from being knocked out too long. Not that the brain damage would exactly be that terrible for her at this point, since it wasn't likely she was going to exactly live much longer anyway.
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Post by Edenecho on Dec 22, 2012 17:04:37 GMT -5
When Simon saw Jenna's expression, he felt even worse, and hung his head. He looked at her dad when he said he couldn't kill him, not now. "Please, before I hurt someone else. Before I hurt you, or Jenna, please. That monster is still a part of me. It is me. It will never go away, never, I know that now. It's been a part of me my whole life, always a lust to kill, to cause suffering..." He trailed off and hung his head again, starting to sob quietly.
{After timeskip} Simon drew his sword out of Alexandria after she was dead, then moved off the the side and put his arm against the wall, then put his head against his arm. He started shaking is silent sobs. "Do whatever you want," He said dully. He then started shaking with more then just sobs, but not like he was turning into Shade or anything. He then spun around, flinging his sword at the wall and letting out a heartbreaking cry-shout that was filled with agony and anger, before falling on his knees and sobbing uncontrollably. He then fell on his side and curled up into a ball, sobbing not so silently now. "Makayla, Layla....Why? Why? Makayla....I should never have left you....I should have told you....Now I will never have the chance....Never see you again....Never look into your chocolate brown eyes....." He clutched his hand over his heart, and whispered,"I'm sorry, I'm sorry....I-i-" Now he just completely dissolved into uncontrollable sobs, crying and shaking so hard he couldn't even speak anymore.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Dec 27, 2012 0:15:24 GMT -5
(Abby) Abby would awake in a cold dungeon, with her wounds mended, and the knife removed. One of her cellmates was her boyfriend, who had been castrated, and badly tortured, though his captors had asked no questions. The other person in the cell was a British young attractive guy, who only had a black eye. There was also a map on the wall with some pins in it. The door was hard metal and faintly some laughs could be heard, along with loud jokes in Spanish, though with the distinct Cuban accent. The British guy perked up when he noticed Abby wake up, and quickly offered her a cup of water "Here, here, drink this, you look of fright." he seemed like a nice guy, though certainly not interested in Abby in the slightest.
(Alan) Alan paced back and forth on his yacht, and said "Caroline, how is the hacking going?" the young swiss girl smiled and said "With these computer codes I can now access the full drone fleet of every major country in the world. More than enough units to do what you plan. Though I must express concern as to if the Human forces can be trusted." she looked at the Iranian, Cuban, Korean and new Canadian delegates. Alan chuckled and said "Caroline, as much as you want to be, you are not a machine I remind you. Though I have assurances the humans can be trusted." the delegates nodded in turn, before Yun walked over to him and he put his arm around her, promoting looks of jealousy from the other people. Yun then said "Our forces are in position, and waiting to move in." he nodded and walked to the command centre.
(Jenna's dad) Several commandos walked through the door to Jenna's dad's work, one shot a pistol in the air, as they walked along, as a person waited at the door to shoot anyone who tried to escape. The whole group was made of Korean Special Operations force, Iranian Revolutionary Guards, and Cuban Desembarco de Granma. They were selected to represent a terrorist group, though they wore their proper uniforms, the idea that those three groups would work together was ridiculous. The leader of the people was a Cuban woman who fired a shot into the first woman there, blowing her brains out. She then called out "Mr. Jane, come out here please, we all want to avoid bloodshed, so come out here. You have 30 seconds before we shoot the next woman. Oh, and anyone call 911 and we will detonate charges attached to the the support structures."
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Post by Leslie on Dec 27, 2012 1:01:07 GMT -5
Jenna's dad felt terrible. He almost wanted to shoot him, just to get this poor guy out of his misery. But at the same time, he just couldn't get himself to shoot someone who seemed to just be a troubled guy right now, and not a crazy psychopathic murderer. Not that he exactly felt great about shooting him, psychopath or no psychopath. He just shook his head. "I can't do it. I just can't" He said, looking almost sorry that he couldn't help the guy with what he wanted....The whole situation was rather grim.
Jenna came over to Simon's side, crying softly herself, and gave him a gentle hug, despite the fact it was rather unpleasant to hug Simon right now. She wanted to comfort Simon, to tell him it would be okay, that things would get better. But she knew it was all a desperate attempt to try and make him feel better, and knowing how being depressed felt (but not having an evil side eat at you, obviously), she just couldn't get herself to say the words she felt were false. Still, 3 years later, she didn't feel exactly better and okay. So, she just hugged Simon gently, figuring that's all she could really do for him right now
After Time Skip Jenna frowned at Simon, and when he put his arm against the wall, then his head against his arm, she just put her hand on his shoulder, feeling really bad for him, and feeling really bad herself. When he said she could do whatever she wanted, she decided she would do something after a bit. What she was going to do, she didn't know. When he spun around and flung his sword at her wall, she let out a gasp and stepped back, because it caught her off guard. As he just broke down into tears and sobs, then curled up into a ball, she almost felt as heartbroken as him just watching him be this heartbroken. She tried to shake off her own negative thoughts related to what Simon said, but it didn't really work. She watched Simon helplessly, not sure what to do. Her problem was the fact she never felt she was that great at comforting people. Likely because she had been negative and depressed for so long, so she was the one being comforted, not the one comforting people. It also didn't help that she felt her words would just be in vain, and wouldn't really do anything to comfort him. She sat down on the couch, and started to sob more herself, but she didn't seem to really ever cry loudly when she was crying, even when she was told she lost 2 great friends of her.
Jenna's Dad Jenna's dad reasonably freaked out when he heard a gunshot fired at his work. Screams filled the building from various people, and everyone got down and under their desks (I guess he does a desk job). Based on what he saw of the group, he was surprised. Were they being invaded? Had this many foreign terrorists managed to get to America, even with America's current laws? His first thoughts wandered to fearing for Jenna's safety, because, you know, he loves his daughter more then anyone in the world right now. After the 2nd shot, which he noticed hit someone and blew their brains out, because he saw it. Hearing his name be called surprised him the most though. Why would they want him specifically? Even though he was scared, he didn't hesitate to do as they said, and came out to them with his arms up. He didn't say anything either, and just approached them for the safety of his co-workers, and possibly Jenna as well.
Abby Abby awoke after a whole, groaning, and rubbing her eyes. It still pained her to move, even with her wounds mended. Because it wasn't like her wounds magically healed or anything. She painfully pushed herself up into a sitting position, assessing her surroundings. They were rather....bleak, to say the least. Hearing the other man speak actually startled her, proving the fact she was frightened. She looked clearly frightened. And extremely upset, which was understandable when you lost your child and got kidnapped. "Thanks" She said shakily, shakily taking the cup as well and sipping the water. Like with the man that gave her the cup of water, she only noticed her boyfriend when he spoke.
"Abby" He said groggily, and weakly. "No, they got you too..." He muttered to himself, shaking his head. Abby looked horrified when she saw the state of her boyfriend, and the fact he was here. She forced herself over to him, even though it took a while, handing the cup back to the man in the process. Just getting over to him made her feel weak again, with all the effort it took. "I'm okay sweetie, stay with me. We'll try and make it through this together" She said to him, putting her arm around him. He smiled at her weakly, and leaned his head against hers. Right now, Abby had no interest in finding some way to kill herself to get out of this (Since her knife was taken), with her boyfriend being here. Or really in general. She still had hope that she could somehow get out of here, even in her current state, and rescue her son. Though, the hope was very low, it was enough to keep her going for the time being.
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Post by Edenecho on Dec 27, 2012 1:57:22 GMT -5
Simon didn't even look at her dad when he said he couldn't shoot him. He dragged the gun back to him, as if even doing that took a lot of effort in his current state. He twitched slightly as Jenna put her arm around him. "Jenna..." He said, his voice hardly even a whisper. He sounded sad, and like he wasn't sure what to say. He raised the gun to point at his head, but his movements were slow and shaky, almost like someone else was trying to stop him. Coward....I'm....not....done...YET Shade's voice was strained with the effort of trying to even stop Simon from shooting himself. Unless he was in full control, he couldn't really do much of anything. Once the gun was to his head, he stared straight ahead. Thoughts ran through his mind. Thoughts of Jenna, thoughts of Layla. Thoughts of his parents and his life. Thoughts of Alan. Alan......His grip tightened on the gun, but not on the trigger. Thinking about Alan triggered a burning anger in him that even he himself couldn't explain. It was like there was unfinished business between the two of them, even though Simon would be more then happy never to see Alan again. He hand dropped and the gun clattered to the floor, though not hard enough to like, cause it to fire or anything. Though he lowered the gun, he continued to stare straight ahead, his eyes narrowed. He ignored the blood dripping off of him, ignored Jenna's arm around him....He basically ignored everything.
(Timeskip) Simon continued to sob on the floor, making no effort to cry silently anymore. By the devil, you two are perfect for each other. You never stop whining. Life sucks, even I know that. I mean, I'm stuck in your head. Or worse, I am part of you. I have to listen to all your sniveling, whining, arguing personalities too, you know. And I have to listen to Jenna whine, too, that's the worst. I can't eve- Simon sat up abruptly,"SHUT UP! For the sake of whatever you believe in, shut up! I am fucking sick of you, you hypocrite!" He trembled, but not like he was turning into Shade, before standing up and angrily flipping over the table he had swiped stuff off earlier, causing it to land upside down on the already damaged breakables that used to be on top of it. He then yanked his sword out of the wall and threw it at the window, finally completely shattering it, before falling on his knees again. He sat there like that for a bit, blankly staring at the floor, before getting up and saying,"I'm going to get my sword...." in a dull, emotionless voice. He headed out the door to go retrieve his sword, and he seemed almost like he was just on autopilot.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Dec 27, 2012 7:12:47 GMT -5
(Jenna's dad) The leader of the commando team smiled and held her arms out saying "Mr. Jane, I knew we wouldn't have to kill anyone else. She smiled as grabbed him roughly and calmly walked to the door before telling her team "Kill everyone, leave no witnesses." machinegun fire was heard along with several grenade sized explosions. Screaming filled the air as the commandos stood at every entrance using lots of bullets to kill lots of people. After every visible person was dead other than Jenna's dad, she spun her finger in a circle and her team headed outside back to a Hind helicopter. The hind was already spinning up his engine, preparing for liftoff. The leader forcefully opened Mr. Jane's hand, put in a detonater, then forced him to squeeze it. Charges in the building detonated in proper order for maximum destruction. She then tossed it on the ground and said "Mr. Jane, you are now a terrorist mastermind. Committing one of the worst acts of terrorism in the United States. Or at least you are as far as the US government is concerned." she put handcuffs on him as she shoved him into the Hind. She climbed in after him and happily told him "Mr. Jane, it is very important you cooperate with all we say, or else the next bomb will be at the house of your daughter's friends. They will die, then we will torture her to death. I hope you realise that you should never speak of what we are about to discuss." she climbed in the Hind behind him, sitting across from him as it took off, flying toward Canada. She laughed slightly at the burning wreckage, setting out a small tape recorder, and saying "Please state your full name for the record Mr. Jane, and tell me. Do you know your daughter's friend by the name of Alan Haskayne?"
(Abby) The person that was in the cell with Abby and her boyfriend introduced himself "I'm Winston, Winston Mckay. I was a person hired by the CIA to get close to Alan, and find out if his rants against America were just political." he sighed and referred to the map "I did, unsavory things to get that from the Cubans, and I can show you something, something that might shed a little light on why you will both die." he quickly added "You will both die, quickly if that makes you feel better. Just cooperate with the guards and they have promised us a firing squad."
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Post by Leslie on Dec 27, 2012 20:40:36 GMT -5
Jenna continued to frown, not sure what to do or say. When he said her name, she just looked at him more, and that was about it. But as soon as he had the gun to his head, she looked alarmed, and worried, but didn't make any move to stop him....because she understood what he was going through. At least, yet. She did however start crying more, because Simon was a good friend and all that she didn't want to see die. So when he let go of the gun after staring for a while, she was relieved, though at the same time she seemed a little startled the gun would fire off when it hit the ground. And when he just stared forward, she continued to just keep her arm around him, in hopes that it would at least comfort him in some way or the other. After she was done with that, she would go check on her friends....if they were still anywhere nearby.
Time Skip and stuff Jenna jumped when Simon started shouting, because she had been completely zoned out. It didn't take her long to figure out that Simon was likely shouting at irritating Shade, and she relaxed again....but still looked extremely upset, which was understandable. She just watched Simon helplessly as he destroyed her house some more, knowing that getting in the way would likely just get her hurt in the process. To Simon saying he was going to retrieve his sword after throwing it through her window, she just nodded, her heart racing at all the loud clattering noises that had been occurring within the last 2 minutes. She wanted to go take Alexandria somewhere, wherever.....but she couldn't get herself to move right now, and she stared dully at her off TV screen, more tears falling down her face.
Jenna's Dad Jenna's dad let them take him away, because he thought he was saving his fellow employee's. Why he was being taken he didn't know. But when he heard what the girl said, he looked horrified, and started squirming. "I was coming with you to save them!" He shouted, trying to fight to get free. But quickly he gave up, because he knew the likelihood of him getting free would be next to nothing, with all of these people with machine guns around. If he got free, he figured he'd probably just get shot next. He wasn't about ready to just get himself killed. Especially if he could still save Jenna. When he hand was forcefully opened and a detonator put into his hand, and he was forced to squeeze it, he looked horrified. Yeah, pretty much everyone was dead anyway....but it still felt horrifying to know you just blew up all your co-workers into tiny bits, and destroyed your own office. He shot a glare at her. "You will pay for this" He said bitterly. "And like you can get away with it. It will be pretty obvious that more then one person caused this" He said as he was handcuffed and shoved into the helicopter. This day had taken a drastic turn for the worst. At her demands and what she said she would do, he nodded. He wasn't about ready to let his daughters friends die, or have Jenna be tortured to death. To give her a threat back, he said "Trust me, if you even lay a hand on Jenna, yet alone torture her, you will regret it terribly". He didn't tell them how they would regret it, though. It was more threatening that way. "My names Noah Oren Jane" He stated to the tape recorder, sounding rather dull while he did. "Not personally, but my daughter has talked about him before. She told me he was a rather big pain in the ass, and sounding like he was power hungry a lot while she was on the island. Which seems reasonable, from what I've heard of him since he got off the island" He said, still sounding dull, but not quite as much as when he said his name.
Abby "My names Abby Fujimoto" Abby said to Winston. "It is nice to meet you, though I wish it was under different circumstances" She said to him. Her boyfriend didn't even state his name, and just looked up for a brief moment. She bit her lip when he explained they would die, but if they cooperated, they would die by a firing squad instead of painfully. At least, she assumed that's what it was. "At least we will die together, instead of alone" She stated, frowning. "Please, go ahead and show us. Or at least me" She said, her boyfriend not seeming to really be here or paying much attention to what's going on.
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Post by Edenecho on Jan 4, 2013 10:57:25 GMT -5
All having her arm around Simon seemed to be doing was getting Jenna covered in blood. He didn't even seem aware she, or anything, really, was there. After a bit, he blinked a few times, then looked at Jenna. "Don't ever try to attack Shade again. It will never accomplish anything but to get you killed, and that won't do anything to save whoever he's trying to kill.....You're lucky he didn't just stab you with that pole. He was thinking about it, and he could have...." He said, frowning. He then looked at himself and frowned,"Ugh, I need a shower...." He then looked around, his eyes fell on Drake. "What...Are we going to do with him?" He asked. He didn't seem to get nauseous from gore, which made sense. When you live with a side of you that likes causing gore since you were four, you get used to it. He stood up, freeing himself from Jenna's grasp and went over to Drake. "You could have been my friend, you know....You could have chosen me over greed. You knew what I am, it didn't have to end in blood." He sounded sad, but angry at the same time. He sighed and wiped some blood off his face, then looked at Jenna and her dad.
(Timeskip) Simon returned with his sword and just tossed it off to the side of the room, Then just kind of stood there staring for a bit. His shoulders were shaking with silent sobs again, his head hanging in grief. After a bit, he headed into the kitchen and grabbed the bottle of Makers Mark. He started fumbling around with shaky hands to get a glass, but in the end went 'screw it' and started drinking straight out of the bottle. He pulled the gun out of the back of his pocket and put both of his hands on the counter, before putting the gun to his head. After sitting like that for a bit, he put down the gun and drank what was left in the bottle, before tossing it at the wall for no apparent reason other then to get his anger out. He grabbed another bottle, and started drinking it.
After a little while he came back out into the living room, now quite drunk. He stumbled against the wall, and pushed himself off the wall, taking another sip of his drink. "Whoa...." He muttered, then took, or tried to, another step forward, but he tripped over himself and faceplanted. He pushed himself back up to his knees and swayed back and forth, before he randomly started giggling. He did like a hickup burp, before attempting to stand up, which half worked. He kind of made it half up before he stumbled sideways. He giggled a bit more, then fixed his eyes on Jenna. The best he could, anyway. He let out a drunk sounding chuckle, then said,"Did we really believe our lives would get better? Did I? My whole life, why did I think things would change when I came here?" He kind of giggled again,"We're idiots, aren't we?" He let out a snort giggle before falling over backwards and trying to drink laying down. It didn't work so well, and he started coughing, but he was also laughing, too.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Jan 6, 2013 5:04:19 GMT -5
Jenna's dead The Cuban officer shook her head, thinking about what an idiot Jenna's dad was, thinking that he could threaten her at the moment. Once they were on the Hind she jammed a pistol into his mouth and said "We just flew a combat gunship over the US boarder, blew up a building, and have captured you as a terrorist. We are more than capable of taking your daughter and torturing her in ways that would make the KGB grimace." she then fired a shot through his cheek, ripping his cheek badly, but not doing as much damage as you might think. She proceeded to talk after him "Alan is currently the leader of a secret organisation named the Strategic Defence Coalition, comprised of nations that wish to remove the United states from its position of power, a position in which it bullied nations without any chance of reprisal. There is only one person that Alan fears can stop him, and you are nessiary to get him to come try and save you." she smiled slightly and said "Don't worry your life will be given to usher in a new age of world peace, now, please look into the camera and read this note." she handed him a note and pointed a gun at his kneecap as she walked out of frame.
News The news reporter stood in front of a burning husk of building, talking with a microphone as usual. She talked about the building behind her, and how most everyone was dead. However the part that would probably catch Jenna's ear was "The suspected leader of the terrorist group is Noah Jane, father of Jenna Jane, famed flight 666 surviver. We go now to his clip of Mr. Jane, suspected terrorist mastermind." a clip of Jenna's dad appeared. He was reading a prepared script as he said "Yes it is me, Noah Jane, leader of the feared SDC. I have attacked this facility, and will attack the presidential visit to Mane, proving the superiority of SDC over the United States. I will soon order the President killed to prove our superiority ifmy Daughter's friend Simon does not immediately turn himself into British authorities. I would like to reinforce that I was The main mastermind. I wish my Daughter well, and I want her to know, if she is watching, that I love you Jenna."
Abby Winston smiled to Abby "Nice to meet you too, I really wish it was under better circumstances." he frowned at the boyfriend, and gently said "They shouldn't actually torture anyone else, so that's a minor condolence." he walked toward the map and pointed toward England "Alan started here as you both know, but what you don't know is that he created a terrorist group that spans from North Korea, to Russia, Iran, Cuba, and now Hawaii. I was once a close adviser to him, well, bringing CIA support. We really shouldn't have given him codes to our orbital VSAT network. Anyway, what I learned is that he is planning an attack on Mane, during the Presidential visit there. He will sail his whole fleet and army from Canada, to attack."
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Post by Leslie on Jan 6, 2013 6:09:37 GMT -5
Noah looked a little freaked out when a gun was put into his mouth, and he twitched uncomfortably at what she said. However, he still responded back. He hoped it would at least make her a little uncomfortable. "I never said you would regret torturing and hurting Jenna by me, did I? Obviously I am not capable of making you regret hurting her, but someone I know sure is" He said bitterly, and a bit of a satisfied smirk appeared on his face. Apparently he somehow managed to say all of that before getting his cheek shot to pieces, and he put a hand over his cheek. "Holy shit....ow!" He exclaimed, surprised with how much that actually hurt like hell. He scoffed at what she said. "Alan really does seem to underestimate him. He's not stupid. He won't fall for this" He said to him, shaking his head. Of course, his speech was rather strange and pained, with his injury. Then, he did as he was told, and gave the speech, though it was long and pained, along with maybe not looking massively convincing. He hoped his daughter would realize this. He expected she would. He also hoped that they would all make the right decision, that Simon would take care of Jenna, and that Jenna would take care of Simon. That they would both be able to take care of each other the best they could. He closed his eyes, and started to cry at the thought of what might happen to his daughter, especially if they ended up getting a hold of her and torturing her, and at what she would likely have to go through in general, after everything she had already been through, and after her depression, for the most part, had made some very noticeable signs of improving. He could tell it was going backwards lately, with everything new worrying her, and he knew all of this wouldn't help her in the slightest. He even gave out a prayer for God to keep his daughter safe, to keep Simon safe, even though he was by no means a religious man. He didn't ask for his own protection from him, but only for his daughter and her best friends protection.
Jenna Jenna decided to take her arm away from being around Simon's shoulders, because she realized it was doing nothing except making her favorite pair of clothes bloody. When Simon 'scolded' her for attacking Shade, she sighed, and looked at the ground. "I'm sorry....it was instincts" She told Simon, and seemed to be having a hard time looking at Simon directly right now. It was probably the blood, but it seemed like it could be something else. "I didn't mean....didn't mean to almost make you have the memory of killing me......I'm sorry, I don't want you to go through that" She said to him, frowning some more. To the part about what were they going to do with him, she glanced over at Drake, and seemed to be sick to her stomach again, and closed her eyes. Her stomach was still off from throwing up already, so it was even more easily upset at the moment. "I don't know....." She said quietly, swallowing. Simon didn't really need to free himself from Jenna, since she had let go of him already. When he looked at both of them, she said said "We can sort it out after I talk to my friend.....or friends", and her dad nodded. "Go ahead and shower" He said, blinking, and still seeming to be in a sort of shock. It seemed like Jenna was too, because everything she said acted....more distant then usual.
Timeskip Jenna watched Simon, looking worried about him. Though, she was worried about herself, too. All of this stuff related to her friends dying or having issues lately was putting her back into depression, more so then she was already. She never really got out of it, but she could feel herself going noticeably backwards. She ran her hand over her face, letting out a stressed sigh. Then came the sound of shattering glass in her kitchen, and she let out another sigh, after she had gasped. But, she didn't feel motivated in the slightest to go see what was happening in the kitchen, and just sat there, staring at the television.
Then, she just turned on the television, and stared at that. She flipped through some random channels, and decided to just stop on the local news for the hell of it. Why she decided to stop on the local news, she didn't know. She seriously doubted that would help at cheering her up very much. Little did she know how much it wouldn't help her, because of what the news story was about. She ended up just staring at the television blankly. The talking about the building caught her attention enough, because the name she knew specifically as her dads work. And when the news broadcaster mentioned most of the people were dead, she actually let out a gasp, and put her hand to her mouth. "Dad, please don't be dead...." She said, blinking back tears, right as the next unexpected part hit her. "What?..." She said, completely confused, looking at the television in disbelief. "That...that can't be" She muttered. As soon as the feed of her dad came up, she uttered a "Dad..." breathlessly. She didn't believe a word of what was being said. Or, at least, she really didn't want to believe a word of it. Would her father seriously do something like that? She couldn't even imagine it, and shook her head and put her head in her hands. "Who is doing this to us?" She muttered under her breath. The way her dad was acting while reading the notes didn't exactly help her believe the whole thing, either. When she felt Simon was more stable, she would need to tell Simon.....Not that she really wanted to tell him something to make him feel even worse. "Love you too dad" She said in a rather sad tone to the TV, and it sounded like she was choked up. She quickly turned off the TV, and threw the remote against the couch angrily. "Why is this happening to me? To us? Why is everything going to hell so fast all of a sudden? I thought things were getting better....But no....this happens" She said, closing her eyes and fighting the urge to cry even more then she had already today. She knew it wouldn't work for long.
When Simon came stumbling out of the kitchen, Jenna sighed, and knew instantly that Simon was drunk. Though, to her, being drunk right now sounded potentially nice....It would at least make her feel more calm for the time being and not have to think about everything. She didn't entirely trust herself as a drunk though, which was one reason why she avoided the big parties, because she didn't trust herself around that whole environment of drinking, smoking, and possible drugs. Not that every party was full of that, but she worried about that at the last party she was invited to, and that was why she avoided it. She just watched Simon, not sure what to exactly do, and just shook her head. When he started to sound like the negative one, she sighed. She felt no reason to really respond to his drunk rambling, though, especially since she couldn't really think of an answer anyway. When he fell over and started to try and drink some more, she stood up, and came over to him.
"You've had enough, Simon" Jenna said firmly, snatching the alcohol from Simon's hands, or attempting to anyway. It seems like she was returning the favor of Simon taking care of her by taking care of him. She also looked worried about him, though it's not like he really would of noticed that in his current state. She thought about telling Simon what she had seen on the television, but decided against it, because he was under enough stress and sadness as is. She didn't want to worry him with something else, especially while he was drunk and it would probably go over his head. "Let me help you to your room" She continued, figuring he needed some sleep to sleep off his drunkenness. He slept in the guest bedroom, which was upstairs, so even trying to get him up there would be a handful in itself. As she finished speaking, she took a big gulp of the alcohol she had stolen from Simon herself, because she felt like she could use some relaxation too.....though she didn't intend to get as drunk as Simon did, if at all. When she drank that, though, she closed her eyes and looked like she was having a hard time holding in the alcohol, like it was rather strong for her. She started to cough and sputter. "God, that's strong" She said through coughs. Right now, she decided to sit the alcohol down on the table, then turn back to Simon. After possibly getting Simon to his room, she had other things she needed to do.....like bury Alexandria or something. Not that she could really carry her alone....but she could try. She let out a sigh. Right now she just wanted to smoke, to calm herself down, to suck away all the stress, and to drown herself in some alcohol.....but hopefully not as much as Simon. She really didn't know if she could trust herself to control how much she drank right now, with all the stress and depressive feelings pounding away at her.
Abby Abby didn't say anything to the first stuff that was said, because she couldn't really put it into proper words in her mind right now of what she would even want to say. She looked at the map the best she could, due to not really being able to move well without excruciating pain. "To think I slept with and had a child with this sick bastard" She said bitterly, making a disgusted face. "God I was stupid. How could I be such an idiot?" She said, more to herself then anything. To the rest of what he said, it took her a while to put her thoughts into words. "My god......What have we all done?" She asked, which seemed a little strange to ask. There were a bunch of thoughts running through her head, how everything would be so much better if Alan had just died in the plane crash, how she wouldn't have her child that she lived, would never of slept with Alan like that, and how everything would just be so different. Even if it was Simon killing Alan on the island. How one person living could change so much was beyond her. "There's nothing we can even do, is there?" She asked, shaking her head.
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Post by Edenecho on Jan 6, 2013 13:43:57 GMT -5
Simon raised an eyebrow at her when she said it was just instincts. "No it wasn't. It was a choice. If it was instincts you would have done it without telling everyone to leave, first. He wasn't even worth saving. I wasn't worried about living with the memory if killing you, Jenna, I was worried about your life. I wouldn't live with the memory of killing you," He basically just said that if he killed her, he would kill himself. He nodded to them. "Just make sure no random passerbyer sees the window," He said. He then headed to get some new clothes, trying not to track blood everywhere. Once he got some, he hopped in the shower, clothes and all, to wash the blood off.
(Timeskip) "Heeeyyy," Simon protested when Jenna started to take his alcohol. He fought against it for a bit, but his grip slipped and she managed to get it out of his hands. "Gimmee dat bach," He said, trying to push himself up high enough to grab it from her. He failed. "Nooo...." He said, rather like a little kid who didn't want to go to bed when she said she'd help him to his room. He managed to get himself to his feet again, and take a few steps forward, but he nearly faceplanted on the table. He grabbed the alcohol bottle before Jenna could and started drinking a mouthful. However, right after he swallowed it, he let out a retching cough and kind of doubled over with his hand on his stomach. He coughed a couple more times, but they were smaller coughs and quickly subsided. He leaned back against the table and looked up at Jenna. He suddenly looked very tired. He gave her a crooked, sheepish grin. "Youre phreetty, Jen-hic-na." He said, rather randomly. He sighed and plopped down on the floor, looking like he was going to fall asleep right there.
Assuming Jenna decided it wasn't a good place to sleep, and tried to help him up the stairs, he started heading upstairs, whether he liked it or not. It wasn't exactly and easy task, seeing as Simon could hardly stand, and seemed intent on sleeping on the floor. That wasn't the weirdest part, though. Once they got outside of Simon's room, he managed to stand up long enough to give Jenna a little kiss. It was completely random, and maybe not as awkward as you might think. He had one personality who like Jenna as more then a sister, and that personality came out more when he was drunk. He gave another sheepish grin and a dorky little chuckle, before leaning on his door, which wasn't fully closed, and promptly faceplanting. He let out a slight "Mm," Sound, not making any attempt to stand up. Assuming Jenna got him up and into his bed, he plopped down, did a half-hearted attempt to pull blankets over him, and kinda failed, and fell asleep.
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