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Fabuleux; [[Reentry of B062- Early Day 4, Open]]
Topic Started: Nov 13 2010, 05:20 PM (4,027 Views)
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((Janet Claymont continued from Star-Crossed Lover))

God only knew why she had decided to come back up here.

Maybe it's because it was the place that stuck out most in her memory; maybe she thought she'd find his corpse here; maybe she wanted to run into Imraan again (He had a shotgun, after all). Whatever the reason, Janet was back at the cliffs.

She had to mind her steps extremely carefully on her way back up: she was missing two vital pieces of information from her map, and there was no way she could risk stepping into a danger zone; except for the first few minutes where she had forgotten the dangerous lack of knowledge, she had had to keep an eye open for anyone else in the area to show that it was safe, or any sign someone had been through recently. She wasn't an expert in navigation, but by the grace of that thing she refused to call luck she had avoided death at the hands of explosive decapitation.

The sound of waves crashing against the cliffs rebounded throughout as she moved closer and closer, a cool breeze wafting in the air; it clashed with her situation.

What was her situation now?

Chadd was still dead, and she was still on the island; what reason did she have to live? Her brother, he had told her, sure that was true, but it felt like an empty reason to keep going. She had to look after her brother, but her situation was just so hopeless...

The cliffs looked almost inviting.

Blinking back to reality, she shook her head hard at that terrible thought: she wasn't going to jump off the cliffs to her doom. She had to survive, by whatever means necessary, if not for Chadd then for her brother. She had to live so that he'd be able to see her again.

She turned aside and started walking, looking away from the roaring ocean. For a while she wandered around, scouring the area for any sign of Imraan, though the chances of him returning to a place he was almost shot didn't really cross her mind. There wasn't any sign of him though,and she began to consider looking somewhere else for him, but before she could decide on it she finally spotted two small figures in the distance. At her distance it was impossible to make them out as anything more than human, so she began her approach.

She jogged quickly, too reckless to think about stealth, instead wondering about the two mystery figures in her mind. Instead of considering whether or not they'd be trying to kill her, however, Janet was just focused on who these people were. If they were someone she knew she'd have an easier time finding out the details she wanted, and if not then odds were they'd know her, and would gladly hand over the information. She was a pretty well known girl in her opinion, after all.

Besides, meeting anyone right now was better than just wandering around on her own for hours on end.

Slowing down to a walk as she finally neared them, she eyed the two girlish figures facing away from her. She couldn't really recognise either of them, unfortunately, so she'd have to rely on them knowing her.

"Hey." she uttered, but her voice caught in her throat, barely even able to hear it herself. For some reason, she was hesitant

Shaking her head and swallowing the word, she clenched her fist and spoke again.

"Hey!"
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Thankfully they hadn't turned around and blown her head off; she had seen two people die already, and she only just realised that she had no idea what these two would do when a new person (victim?) appeared.

But she had said hey and they had replied; that was a good start, even if she did just find herself standing on the spot, feeling awkward. "Yo, what up?" "Oh, not much. Just killing everyone, you know." Yeah, that was how casual she wanted to sound. None the less, the approach was successful in that everyone was still alive and calm. Now all she needed to do was to find out if any of them had a map she could use to get her missing danger zones, and then she be on her way. Nothing against these people, but she had no reason to hang around when there were classmates dying out there all day.

"Hey..." she repeated dumbly, edging closer to the pair at the cliff side, oblivious to John's presence nearby. Now that she was (barely) talking to them, Janet knew she had no idea who these two were. One looked like she had headed straight from Prom, whilst the other couldn't have been anyone important around school. It sucked that they weren't familiar, would've made getting help much easier,, but at least she wouldn't have to explain herself when she ran off in the next few minutes.

"You guys got a map?" was all she could think to say, looking between the two as a lost person does. It hard to act friendly towards people she didn't know at all under normal circumstances, and the whole 'everyone getting killed' thing going on didn't exactly make it any easier or any more inviting; being blunt and to the point was the best thing she could hope to do, whether or not it paid off and she got the information she was looking for.
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Getting priorities straight? What was she on abou -

Oh.

Janet looked at John Smith and his shotgun, standing quite clearly off a short distance from them.

Her thoughts on this? "Shit."

Her words of choice? "Oh shit!"

Her actions to take? Not quite shitting herself, but had she not taken care of business earlier the shock just might have done it.

This was definitely a crap situation.

In her moment of panic, Sophia had already began charging towards him, brandishing her lead pipe like a mad woman and shouting at him to drop the gun. "Is she nuts?!" Janet berated, looking at Sophia like she was the dumbest person on the planet? "Fuck, she's screwed!"

But even though it looked like a given at first, for some reason John had grabbed his shotgun like he was the one with a lead pipe instead of a deadly boomstick, swinging it wildly and screaming for her to back off. "Is -he- nuts?" she asked again, still standing on the spot amidst surprise, fear and confusion.

Nuts or not however, she was in a bad place right now. If that shotgun was loaded, Janet would be wide open when he was done painting the cliffs red with Sophia's crazy guts, whether he went for the other chick first or not (who must've been fucking nuts too; she was standing there waving!).

What could she do though? Run? Maybe. Stay and help? And get her pretty face shot up? No thanks. Do something? Anything? What?!

Fuck, she was stuck for ideas and stuck to the spot! For now, whilst she stood there begging for an idea of what to do, she could only watch the brawl and hope she didn't end up dead after they were done with each other.
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Shit shit shit SHIT SHIT!

The two were duking it out, the pair a blinding whirl of steel, and all Janet could do was stand in shock like an idiot! If she ran, she wouldn't get those map co-ordinates! If she stayed, well, what!? The fat guy hadn't unloaded on Sophia yet, so maybe he was too dumb to realise what a shotgun was for!? This whole thing was starting to piss her off!

"Fuck this!" she yelled, as her legs took over and she started sprinting. Sitting still had never been Janet's thing, and she had no intention of starting now. She had no idea what she was doing, but damn if she wasn't doing it now.

The speakers echoed across the island, but they fell on deaf ears for Janet too, now much more focused on charging that tubby asshole who'd broken up their little quiet moment. Sophia was in between the two of them, but a little side skirting was more than enough to get him in her sights, clenching her teeth with every passing step as anger erupted inside her like a volcano.

"FUCK YOU!" she screamed, really not thinking straight any more as adrenaline poisoned her rationale. John screamed and dropped his gun as Sophia clobbered his bones, inciting the berserk cheerleader to even more. What had brought on this sudden rage wasn't totally clear to Janet, but she knew that she wanted John hurt and hurt BADLY!

With a wild roar she sprung towards his legs, oblivious to the actions of Sophia inches above her. If he was on the floor, she'd be perfectly poised to give the disgusting fat asshole bastard a piece of her fucking mind! And she had a couple of fucking pieces to give the fucking bastard!
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With a resounding thud they both crashed into the ground, Janet gripping John's legs tightly as her head banged against his legs and he squealed out in pain as he landed on his arm. It took a second to catch her breath before she was on top of him, glaring down at his ugly face.

"Fucker!" she snarled, bringing up her hand and slapping it hard across his cheek.

"Fucker!!" she shouted, pulling him by the hair and smashing his head against the dirt.

"Fucker!!!" she screamed, grabbing him by both ears and beating the ground with his skull.

"FUCKER!" she screeched, as she clawed at its skin.

"FUCKER!!" she raked her nails across its face

"FUCKER!!!" she smashed her fist into its nose.

She went to town on it.

This fucker, this fucker had fucked up everything! This fucker had fucking taken the map, this fucker had fucking burnt that guy, this fucker had shot that fucker on the cliff, this fucker had killed Chadd, this fucker had given her a death sentence, this fucker had fucked up her life that she was fixing, this fucker, this fucker, THIS FUCKER!!!

"FUCKING MURDER MY BOYFRIEND, FUCKING KILL THOSE KIDS, FUCKING RUIN EVERYTHING IN THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD YOU FUCKING FAT PIECE OF SHIT!"

This fucker, this fucker, this fucker, this fucker, this fucker this fucker this fucker HAD TO FUCKING DIE!

She gripped her hand around his throat, fingers pressing down on on his windpipe. The nail on her right finger had come apart from her skin, hanging loosely off of the side, but Janet didn't care about the pain. She wanted it dead, and she wanted it over.

Then that fucker joined in.

"Get the fuck up!"

Her fingers loosened, enough to let air pass through again. She saw the shotgun pointed at her face.

"You cunt."
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Fuck.

She had shot him.


Janet was pissed when she'd pointed that shotgun in her face; the cunt seemed to be on her side at first, but she'd shown her true colours the moment her guard was down and now Janet was one itchy finger away from having her heads blown on the floor. That rage that had just been ripping Fat John's face to pieces had found itself backed into a corner by impending gunfire.

Slowly she had gotten up, glaring at Sofia the entire time. The only sounds she made were bitter curses behind gritted teeth; it was amazing how calm she was considering what she'd been going through her heads not moments before, but damn if she was stupid enough to get shot in the face just because she couldn't keep her cool. She was better than this bitch, that was for sure. She wasn't going to go out with a bang.

The bitch felt the need to kick John into getting up too, even if he was perfectly shootable on the floor. She was in the mood now, getting into kicking everyone and controlling people, running things her way, and there wasn't shit Janet could do about it. She had to keep it cool for now, even if she did want nothing more than to rip the cunt's fucking eyes out.

Insult to injury came next, as Sofia tossed the map in between them. Yeah, like she was falling for that: take the map then fuck off. No way she'd use that gun pointed right in the middle of her damn forehead if she even moved a muscle. No, it would wait and she'd get that map later, after she'd taken the opportunity to beat Sofia's miserable face in.

Yet the situation was still going.

Sofia had the gun pointed at them both and wasn't showing any signs up letting up. She wasn't going to let them go, that was for sure, but what about step two? Every move said she was going to kill them, but that wasn't possible: they were just high schoolers, not killers, even with everything going on. But she still had that gun pointed, and there was a look in her eye: the look of someone with a plan.

Shit, she was serious.

Of course she was serious, all this time she was still talking to John like it was the end for him, still asking John if he had any last fucking words! She wasn't just going to pull up the gun, and then walk away right? Right!? She was going to do it, she was actually going to

KABLAM!



The wind whispered across the cliffs.



Just like that, Fat John had flopped off the cliff as the shotgun fired into his chest. Just like that, someone she had gone to high school with died in front of her.

Just like that, someone she had gone to high school with killed in front of her.



Fuck.

She had shot him.


An overwhelming hatred went above and beyond what Janet had felt before.

"Why the fuck did you do that?!"
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Nothing but obstacles huh? That's what he was?! Just a fucking roadblock in your game of Chinese mother fucking killing checkers!?!

Fuck, she should have screamed that. Damn that gun pointed in her face, it was grabbing onto her tongue and not letting go! Now not only was she going to get her fucking head blown off, she wouldn't even get a chance to tell this bitch what she thought of her!

Fuck, this was unbearable! It was one thing to turn on her without so much as a warning, but another to drag it out this long! If she was going to pull that trigger and splatter her lovely self all over the ground, then couldn't she just get it over with already?!

"Last fucking words?!" she finally snarled, after being so politely offered the opportunity. "How bout you fucking put that fucking gun down and leave me the fuck alone you psycho cunt! Or just give me that fucking gun first, THEN leave me the-"

Time's up.

Oh fuck me.

Say goodbye?

"Not saying goodbye, YOU"

click

Blink blink.

Shit?

"Oh yes, shit."

With a victorious grin, Janet coiled her rage into a mighty fist, flailing her arm at Sofia's fuck ugly face! This was no moment for deliberation: she wasn't going to sit around thanking the gods that she hadn't ended up as fertiliser, or go down on her knees and beg Sofia for wonderful mercy. This sweet moment that the almighty strands of fate had granted her in this web of murder and slaughter was her only chance for action, her only spot of gold in a river of mud, her only chance to really deal with someone who deserved it! She'd be damned if she was going to let it slip by!
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Sofia was a fucking tough little nut for such a tiny girl.

The first hit struck gloriously, sending Sofia off her feet, but she was far too fast on her reflexes for any real damage to have been done. It was a sloppy gun butt thankfully though, so avoiding it didn't prove too impossible.

But sloppy swing or not, Sofia wasn't giving up as she charged at her, attacking wildly and forcing a retreat. It wasn't coming close to hitting her, but her fight or flight response was saying 'Don't give smacked by a big heavy piece of metal'.

Then she started firing the gun again.

Fuck, if it had gone off she'd have lost there and then; luck was definitely on her side at that moment..

Though her hand was covered in blood from where one of her nails had ripped on fat John's face, she gave her feline scratch once again at Sofia, dragging it down her face with a bloody schlork. That little scratch opened her up though, as she stomach was put in sharp pain from a well aimed this time gun butt at her gut. Before she knew it, she had been shoved onto her ass in the moment of surprise. When she looked up, Sofia had put some proper distance between them.

Perfect for a gun.

Sofia's screaming didn't alter reality though, and her shotgun continued to spare Janet's life.

And just like that, she took off, leaving a crimson Janet on the floor.

She could hear what she was screaming again from the distance, but she was in no mood to shout anything back. That fucking cunt had murdered someone, and then she'd tried to kill her.

Someone had just tried to kill her.

"...fuck!" she yelled, punching her fist into the ground, catching the loose nail in the dirt and breaking it off. She clutched her hand to her chest as she doubled over from the blistering pain.

"FUCK!" she yelled once again.


It took a few moments before she could focus again, but she slowly calmed down to moderate anger rather than blind fury. Her hand was blood soaked by now, as she crawled over the cliff to look down.

She couldn't see fat John anywhere, but she didn't have to be no doctor to know that he wasn't breathing any more.

He was dead. Just like Chadd.

He had pointed that gun at them, but did he deserve to die? He was in the same fucked up situation they were, after all.

That cunt had killed him in cold blood. She had the shotgun, killing him was just a bonus.

And she'd tried to kill her.

...she deserved to die.

"FUCK!" she reiterated, as if it was the only word she knew any more. Her finger was stinging like hell, and the shit around her was driving her mad.

Why the hell did anyone have to die?! They were all just going on their senior trip! What the hell did they do to this Danya fucker to deserve this?!

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" she screamed wildly, talking to a person she couldn't even hope to see. "YOU AND YOUR FUCKED UP IDEALS!"

This Danya fucker had destroyed everything! He'd murdered her boyfriend, he'd murdered John, he'd almost murdered her! And if things went on, he'd keep fucking up everything until there was nothing left!

The collar on her neck choked even tighter than before, strangling any sense of freedom she could've felt any more.

She rolled over into the dirt, face pressing against the damp grass. She realised the dampness was her own blood.

"You fucking piece of shit..." she muttered to herself, eye lids growing heavier. "I'll fuck you up..."

She would need to move sooner or later; she couldn't stay there forever, or Sofia might come back. She would definitly need to keep moving.

But right now, everything was hurting her so much. She couldn't move, not at this moment.

And then the pain overcame her.

((Janet Claymont continued in Corpsewalker.))
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