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Sometimes Sanctuary isn't that Far Away...; 6:47 AM - Day 2
Topic Started: Sep 11 2010, 10:29 AM (2,419 Views)
T-Fox
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((Chadd Crossen continued from Rest and Relaxation.))

Chadd had gotten insanely lost. The entirety of the past twelve hours were a blank, and he had no recollection of how he had landed face down on a group of wooden planks. Little did he know that the drugs used in the knocking out of the kidnapped class had reacted extremely poorly in his system; and even during the events the night prior he was still under the effects. Dreams and reality had merged, and with what little reality he understood, those dreams were nightmares. The ten hours he spent running in circles, freaking out at every shadow during the day; and at every single flicker of light at night. Some of the more common quotes from the evening in stonerville were "OH SHIT A DEMON" and "Oh dear fuck, what was that?!?" at absolutely nothing.

However that was then (and lost in the labyrinth of Chadd's mind), and this was now. And now, he was face first in a grungy bench; somewhere else inside of the residential area.. And as he pushed himself to his rear, he saw water. Water, as far as the eye can see. The sleepers not yet out of his eyes; everything was fuzzy and out of focus. So a pair of weary hands reached up to wipe them, a yawn forcing itself from the boy's mouth. And then back onto his ass he went. While he didn't remember the events of the night prior, he remembered the feelings. Fear, and paranoia were the flavors of the day. And this entire thing felt so much more relaxed. There was just something about the waves lapping up onto the stone barricade that surrounded the town that was so calming; so natural. Even though there was absolutely nothing natural about this hellish island.

And so he sat.

And he waited.

The watch on his wrist passed a full hour at least as he was sitting in this location.

And then there was a crackle, almost seeming to emanate from the town itself; as if this particular place of residence had a mind of it's own. A group of scavenging seagulls flew away in the loudest and least ceremonious fashion possible as Mr. Danya interrupted their breakfast.

And as he sat, in yet another stupor, his blood almost boiled.

This fuck wasn't just in this to get at the American government. This fucker was getting off to all of his classmates dying.

God. Fucking. Damn. It.

The boy pulled a piece of paper from his pocket, and began scribbling down names. One page for those who had died, and one page for those who had killed. The first page tallied 19, while the second tallied only to 10. Ten of his classmates were killing. Quite a few names he recognized, and only one or two of the players themselves really surprised him. No one he was all that personally vested in found their way into the announcements though; no real surprise. Most of his friends went to other high schools in the area.

And then the actual important bits, the danger zones. And he mumbled them back as he recorded them. "The Lighthouse... The Groundskeeper's Hut... And the Greens... Alright. That helps so much, I have no fucking idea what the last two are." He shook his head in utter disgust.

For now, Chadd just wanted to be alone. And he received his wish; for a time at least. Forty five minutes of thought, relaxation, and rest.

God damn it I needed this.

The boy rolled back into a seated position on the bench after this bit of rest and really looked through his day-pack for the first time. He was famished... And mildly annoyed at what he found. There were only a couple of bottles of water present, as well as a loaf of bread. Fantastic. Either way he bit into one of the loaves, savoring the feeling of the hunger being staved off as the soft food hit his stomach. The bottle of water cracked open; and try as he might to stop himself, he still downed the entire bottle.

Fuck. I need to ration this shit better.

Taking a deep breath and setting the empty bottle back in his bag, he began to rifle through. A map and compass, a first aid kit, a tazer, more wate- A tazer?

His weapon pull had been a tazer? Fucking. Sweet. At least it was something he could use.

Glancing around quickly, he began to pack everything but the weapon back into the bag, and zipped it up tight. God only knows when he would have to move.
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The other male voice snapped Chadd out of his stupor. Even without the drugs coursing through his system, he was still running on a bit of adrenaline. The sight of the Tazer, while both exciting and good news, still set a bit of realization going through his head. Chadd was fully expected with very little doubt to die. And this simple fact put him on edge; weather he realized it or not. And so when Etain's heavily accented voice broke the serenity, he jumped. And he spun, the Tazer in hand, pointing directly at him. At a glance, Chadd had no idea how to operate it, but he hoped the idea of intimidation would help him out some. The gesture and tone were lost completely on the frightened boy.

"Stay back! Don't hurt me!"

Not exactly how he wanted that to come out. He wanted to sound in command, in control of the situation. However like this, his hunched posture and his startled eyes portrayed nothing but him being a scared little dog. And if this guy wanted to kill him, he was beyond screwed.

"Er, I mean... What do you want?"

Yeah, great job there. Try and retcon what you just said. That's going to work so well.

He pushed himself to a standing position, the Tazer still raised. His foot slid backwards on the salt crusted cobblestone, the boot kicking the open pack to the ground; it's contents spilling to the earth. This entire situation was just getting worse and worse as he attempted to work with it. He was seriously dead if this kid wanted to kill him.

Quick! What's the most badass thing you can come up with. He needed to salvage this and still try to look tough.

"Friend or Foe?" He tried to put an inflection on the question that would make it hang in the air. Make Etain shake with fear if he was here to fight, or feel reassured if he was here to be peaceful. "What's your weapon?" Another solid piece of information to have. If he had to approach everyone like this for the next few days, that was going to get old fast. Very, very fast. And he couldn't wait to find Janet, and... Well, actually what then? Only one of them was getting off of this island alive. Either she would have to die, or he would. And if they were the last two alive... What then? What could he ever hope to do?

Not an issue right now. He attempted to reassure himself and pull himself back into the real world; as fake as this facade of a game felt. Time to deal with this, and figure out where to go from here. No plan would ever be good though. Would he really be willing to kill for anyone else? Especially after what she did to him? His mind traced back to the ring sitting in his personal bag, just waiting to be given to the perfect girl. No, she wasn't perfect, that was something he would have to accept. He still loved her, that was for sure.

But could he trust her?

His mind continued to wander as he stood, thumb on the first button he could locate; not really there as he threatened Etain's with an arc of electricity.
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((Sorry about skipping you guys. However, Chadd needs to die, so here it goes.))

Again, the boy's concentration was broken by another threat. Another threat running very fast towards him. He heard the soft patter of small feet on hard earth. Getting closer, and faster... Chadd whirled to level the Tazer at his assailant when suddenly her momentum stopped dead. And the sight was not what he had expected at all. In fact, the attacker seemed so out of place that he stumbled backwards out of shock, his heel treading the boundary between the cobbles and the sea. A

Little 5'4" Courtney Bradley. He had seen her on occasion when he went to watch Janet cheer, and frankly, she seemed like the last person who would attack a cornered animal. But here she was. And her fists were balled. She looked pissed. The force with which she was running would have been more than enough to knock him to the ground.

"Leave him alone!"

Wait. Wha? His mind was unable to quite process the possibility that this outside observer thought that he was the Assailant, not Etain. In fact, it was if the adrenaline beginning to pump was making him forget that leveling the tazer at Etain was nothing but a precaution. He truly felt in danger for his life. And one Tazer was NOT going to stop two people hell bent on ending his life. So he did the most reasonable thing that came to mind.

Outnumbered, he fled.

However, in his haste, he had forgotten that he was mere inches away from the sea; his foot on the lip of the stone retaining wall that saved the town from flooding.

The momentum from spinning on his heel made him lose his footing. A sensation of falling washed over him, leaving him confused for a moment. That is, until he realized he was really falling. Out of reaction his hands shot in front of him to brake his fall, even though it would do absolutely no good against the rushing waters. This motion was not completely in vain, for as his hands bounced against the cobblestone making the barricade to the ocean, it forced his body into a tumble, sending him hurtling towards a rock outcropping which he would never see.

The scream that was beginning to form as he fell was cut extremely short upon his forceful re-entry to the earth. First, his feet touched down into the water. Quickly followed by his legs, his rear, and his lower back. However his neck didn't follow suit, and a shot of pure pain spread through the area of the impact. His spine had crashed directly into the pointed edge of one of the outermost rocks in the outcropping, and in reaction a visceral, pained yell echoed back up from the depths in which he lay.

"AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

However the torment wasn't even close to over yet. Realization washed over him as his pain addled mind noticed something missing from his hand. Ohgodwheredidthetazergopleasetellmeitsnot-. His eyes went wide as he noticed the item now finally slipping from the wall on which he had just stood, fear of the tiny electric box causing his mind to race. Through the sheer agony he attempted to move his arms or legs to push himself out of the water and save him from that little black box of death quickly falling towards the salty water. However, for some reason, his body wouldn't respond. Little did Chadd know, but the impact had struck him directly in the spine, and severed a nerve, rendering him paralyzed from the neck down. The one mercy to this was that he would never have to experience life without limb.

This mercy was heavily overshadowed by the fact that he would never experience life at all.

"No no no no no nonononononononono!" After what seemed like an eternity, the tazer finished it's fall; Skittering across the rock outcropping and landing next to Chadd's head, teetering precariously over the ocean, the impact from the fall clicking the small electrical arc on; the button ceasing it's function. All of his strength and effort went towards his arms, in an attempt to swat the thing away. However, yet again, they wouldn't respond to his call. And so he resorted to praying.

And despite his attempt to plead with God, a wave washed over the stone on which the item rested, pushing it closer with such speed that he wouldn't have even had time to react if it could. The power from the batteries discharged as the small metal plugs touched the top of the boy's scalp, and loosed the shock into the ocean thereafter.

The adrenaline that his brain had produced was nowhere near enough to even dull the sensation of this pure shock. His eyes went wide and his mouth fell agape as he felt the pain of electricity through water on his skin, coursing through his veins and every part of his being. His heart raced faster and faster as the electricity took a hold of his recently damaged nervous system, the electrical signals anew making it jump and twitch as if he were a marionette, held by the puppeteer's daughter; naught but a plaything for that power which hovered over. Water began to wash into his mouth as he involuntarily gasped for air, his lungs contracting all their own with each shock, jettisoning fresh sea water back out of his mouth and nose each time that he gasped. The gargling noise that returned to the ears of those above was purely unintelligible, nothing but a testament to the gruesome scene which was entering it's final moments.

The convulsions of his body finally; after what seemed like an eternity loosed his neck from the stone which held him in place. The wave that crashed over just as he became dislodged flipped him face down, his lungs still gasping for sweet, sweet breath; and receiving nothing but the salty taste of the ocean. His floating body continued to flail and scream for a few more moments, his head lolling behind the rest of his body in a gruesome way, the ocean's pristine waters tainted by the poisonous red leaked from the wound. The body crashed against the wall, another agonized scream escaping his lips. His mind was pure fire, nothing existing save for the pure agony in which he existed.

The finally dying boy was then swept under the waves, his limp and useless neck jettisoned into the ocean floor. One last look of sheer horror washed over Chadd Crossen's face as his remaining senses detected a faint beeping, lost to all else by the sound of the waves.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Beepbeepbeepbeep.

An explosion rocked the sea itself, combined with the power of the ocean's natural flow; jettisoning a massive wave of water and blood back over the retaining wall which Chadd Crossen had fallen not moments prior. The only piece of the boy that remained upon dry land was the small black velvet box, almost untouched, lying haphazardly upon the bench from where it had quietly slipped from his chest pocket not minutes before.

And inside was a small diamond ring, companied by a simple note, the corners of the white paper jutting just out of the tiny box. And a single drop of red flicked from the rest of the water, landing to adorn the bottom of the otherwise pristine text.

"I forgive you for everything. Love, Chadd."

B011 - Chadd Crossed: Deceased
Edited by T-Fox, Sep 24 2010, 11:15 PM.
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