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Bloodgarden; An endless dedication... (CONTENT WARNING)
Topic Started: Dec 24 2010, 06:47 PM (12,051 Views)
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((Jason Harris continued from Never Take Friendship Personal))

Jason gritted his teeth before looking back upwards. "Please let Brook be here. Please" As he closed his lips he looked up past the thick mass of twisted pines and the ridge of muddy grass ahead of him. Storm clouds looked to be looming on the horizon beginning to cut out the sunlight across the coast making the forest become even darker and cold. Jason had a small gesture with his hand towards Nathan. He didn't know if the storm would pass overhead or stay but he wasn't too keen on slogging through rain slicked mud. "He's close mate, we'll find him."

Dropping his gaze, he took a steadying breath. He couldn't afford to panic now. The two had walked a long way. Hours of walk even. The faint voices up ahead, somewhere in the forest gave him hope though. The two had heard a sound earlier and the continued drone of human speech drove them on.

Jason moved quickly. Loose scree and snags of wood tripped his feet. It was hard to walk, and even harder to keep balance down the steep slope that he worked his way down.

Push on Jase, push on. His body kept up. He was tired, so tired now but the voices were closer. He could hear tone now. There were at least two voices, but he wasn't sure who yet. He gripped the pistol in his hand tightly, this time, finger off the trigger. He wouldn't make the same mistake again.

It's got to be Brook. It's just got to.
Edited by Fanatic, Aug 5 2011, 10:53 PM.
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The echo of the gunshots reverberated around the ominously silent woods. Jason hadn't noticed it up to that point but he hadn't heard a single animal noise for quite some time now and the loud bangs from the pistol made the reason abundantly clear. He turned to Nathan, his face stiff and white.

"Nath," he said, "Whatever happens next I want you to do whatever you need to, to survive. Do you understand?" Jason clasped Nathan's hand in his own and pushed it towards Nathan's pistol. "Whatever it takes." He looked eyes with his friend for a moment to ensure he understood before sending his gaze over to the clearing the duo were on the edge of. The place was a horrible facsimile of the neat, well kept rows of flowers Brook had maintained around his own yard any time Jason came to visit. Bodies were scattered everywhere, seemingly haphazard in layout initially but if you knew a little bit of horticulture you could spot the differences. Here the arm pushed up against the dirt to make a slight furrow, there a head allowing just enough light while providing a windbreak for any flowers that were to bloom in it's shadow.

Jason jerked involuntarily as Brooks voice filled the emptiness. The sound had a haunted quality to it, as if unsure of it's own reality. Gritting his teeth he stepped in to the clearing itself, his pistol clutched tightly in one hand. He had come to bring Brook back. To see that he was okay. This time would be different, Nathan was with him to keep him in check, to make sure no one got shot. Despite these reassurances he couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Brook, it's us." Jason spoke as stepped towards his friend. The sight which greeted him was no less of a shock than the corpse strewn landscape that surrounded the three. The normally happy-go-lucky, clean Brook was a mess. Thin rivulets of blood had dried down his face an shirt and his clothes were torn and battered, and there - lying like a doll watching this carnage unfold was Tiffany's body. The girl he had killed.

Jason risked a quick, concerned glance at Nathan. Now that the boats were destroyed he wasn't sure what to do. "Brook mate. It's over. We've come to take you home."
Edited by Fanatic, Aug 6 2011, 10:12 PM.
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Brook's gun was up, faster than Jason thought he could move. It wasn't like in the movies where everyone could draw at once. Reaction time for the visuo-spatial cortex to spot the movement: 50milliseconds. Time to cognitively process the action: 200milliseconds. Time to translate and perform required necessarily reaction: way too slow.

A loud crack echoed through the base of his skull as Jason felt more than heard the two shots fly by him punching Nathan off his feet. This was not how it was supposed to go damn it. This was not how it ended. They were friends, they were supposed to protect each other. Jason didn't understand. He was so angry, a fury that he had never felt before.

His own pistol went up and he blasted away at Brook, pushing himself off his feet and ramming in to his friend.

"No! NO! NO NO NO NO NO!" He roared as he hurled himself in to Brook. The impact was jarring. Jason didn't have the body weight or the momentum to carry the duo far, but it was enough to catch Brook off balance sending the two tumbling in to the mushy ground of the garden. He felt a jab to one side and another on the side of his head but he too far gone. Ever second of pent up frustration, anxiety, worry was releasing itself in this moment, hammering away, struggling, somehow to make everything right.

Thousands of years of biological instinct had kicked in and every piece of the lizard brain screamed out at him to wreak vengeance. Every year of learning about restraint, every second concerning society's disapproval of violence, blown away by the intensity of this one singular moment.

He swung again at Brook.

"You don't get to do this! This isn't how this goes!"

A blow to the face stunned him for a moment and he staggered back.
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Jason was sure he had hit Brook but it didn't seem to have slowed the boy down one bit. He had thrown his dart gun to one side after the last shot had left the barrel the shrill metal ping signaling the hammer slamming against an empty hole. His second pistol, Maf's, was out just as fast flicking the safety as the dart gun impacted the ground, skittering across the ground. Jason had cut across, sliding behind a tree while sending a few shots out in the way of where Brook crouched. Flecks of bark spat off the ancient tree as Jason moved to gain ground, squeezing the trigger twice more.

The faint click of an empty gun signaled another switch of weapon. Tucking the gun in to his belt Jason yanked the paring knife from the pocket in his jeans, breaking in to a sprint to close the distance between the two. Every muscle of his body twitched in anticipation as the adrenaline flooded through him, making each ache, each bruise he had suffered over the last few days numb to his mind. Jason had reached the tree, Brook was looking down at his blood soaked shirt his face a mask of rage.

The blade lanced out at Brook, Jason gritting his teeth as the blade met thin air. Brook backpedaled, jerking back with each swipe of Jason's furious strikes.

"You're right Brook! You're right you know."

Brook struck out with his arm. Brook was taller and far stronger than Jason was and the haymaker almost caught him off gaurd. His block was lazy, taking the full force of the punch with both his arms, sending the knife skittering away to one side. Jason sent a knee in to Brook's abdomen giving him a brief respite as the gardener staggered back wincing in pain. He barely had time to suck in another breath before Brook was on him again, grappling this time, using his extra mass to overpower Jason.

If this was a straight brawl, both boys ready to fight brook would of crushed him. But it wasn't. Brook had been shot, had been struggling every day since the two had split up. Jason however had had a relatively easy time of it. He had far more in reserve.

Jason grunted as Brook bore him to the ground. "I made you in to this monster."

A punch to the ribs, a sickening crack, sharp pain.

Jason fought back pummeling smacking against the back of Brooks shoulder blades, kicking out with his legs, kneeing Brook's thigh. "I'm going to end this, I'm going to make this right."

He had tears in his eyes now. He knew this wasn't a faceless monster. This was his best friend. They had grown up together. Brook spat blood on his face as Jason's knee impacted hi stomach. Jason used the moment to free himself from his friend's grip and struggled to his feet, stepping away. He hissed at the sensation in his chest. It was his nerves were being scrapped with knives. He forced himself back in to the fray, swinging down at Brook with his left. The blow was blocked.

Fuck, he's strong." Jason though has the disengaged and Brook staggered back upwards. Jason was counting on better speed and endurance, but Brook didn't seem to be slowing down. Jason caught his first blow but not the second. They crashed to the ground, side-by-side. Brook wasted an instant, trying to claw himself back to his feet.

Crack

Jason swung his elbow across Brooks face. The blow was jarring enough for Jason, he couldn't imagine that Brook was any better off. His vision was suddenly obscured by sweat and Brook was upon him again. Something gave in the left side of Jason's chest and the ache radiated outwards like some sort of inferno. He let the rest of his body go limp and focused, trying to force all of his remaining strength in to his left arm. He gripped Brook's shoulder, his right arm struggling outwards for something, anything to grab.

Through the white hot pain of Brook's blows Jason caught a glimpse of Nathan struggling behind him, his gun being raised shakily in one hand.

"Shoot him Nath!" Jason cried as Brook's fists slammed down on him again. "Shoot him!"

Jason felt his hand slip around something. His left arm was failing. He grasped the object and swung, the edge at Brook. He felt the impact, but searing pain blacked him out for a second. Something crunched beneath the steel. Jason's hand slipped away and fell to the ground.

This is how it all ends.
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Jason could only watch Brook fall to the ground as he slowly willed his arms to push him off the ground. Every inch of his body strained against him as the adrenaline flooded away, leaving him with only the intense aching. He teetered for a second blinking his eyes as Brook spoke up. He shook his head slowly as he carefully took one step forward towards his fallen friend.

"Brook..." he said, "I... you know I don't have a choice."

Jason tried for another step, but this time his legs stiffened and didn't comply with his mind. He was tired, so tired. Brook lay before him, bleeding. There was so much blood.

"...H-heh... y-you're going to kill me, huh?" Brook's voice was ragged, the silence deafening as he struggled to keep speaking. "... I can't forgive you for what you did. I can't forgive myself even more... G-God, Jason..."

A dull ache flushed across Jason's body, not a physical sensation but a tearing of his heart. Like some door had closed and could never be opened again. His mouth quivered slightly, smiling sadly. He felt tears begin to well up behind his eyes. "Hey Brook," Jason started, "remember that time we found that stray dog? It kept digging up your flowers? We'd grab it every time and tell it to go home but it just kept coming back."

"...F-Fuckign thing..." Brook laughed his chest moving rhythmically. It was kind laugh, not one coming from the monster Brook had become, but a sliver of a memory from a happier time. "That stupid d-dog..." Brook tried to laugh again but devolved in to a fit of coughing, hacking up more blood. ."...I've been acting like an idiot for so long. Y-you don't even know... you had to be there. Their screams... R-Raine, Ridley... the... they were first... and then Colin... and Vi- Oh god... what the fuck did I even do to Vivien!?" Brooks voice cracked as he broke in to tears, the shiny translucent drops mingling with the viscous red fluid that spilled from his mouth. He sucked another breath in and continued while Jason willed himself to move forward.

Another step. This has to end. Take another step.

"A-And Dutchy, wh-who cried... a-at the drop of a hat at everything, and when I..." Brook burst in to body wracking sobs, his chest heaving sending more gouts of blood spilling from his fallen form. "Nathan... tell me he'll be okay Jason. Tell me..."

Jason looked over to Nathan wearily. His friend wasn't moving, slumped to one side, the pistol fallen from his grip, the barrel cool. His chest shuddered for a second as he forced back his tears. "He's not Brook. He's not going to be ok. None of us are going to be okay!" His voiced was raised. "You're right, I don't understand Brook. This," Jason waved his hand across the mess of a clearing that surrounded him. "This shouldn't exist, this shouldn't of happened." He couldn't push back his anguish much longer. "You shot Nathan Brook. He was you friend." Jason's face contorted as his voice cracked. "He came to bring you back. We were going to bring you back." A sharp intake of breath forced itself through Jason's body and his legs wobbled. "We were supposed to all go back."

A little further

Another step.

Brook shook his head helplessly, a slight movement. His eyes closed, blood and dirt congealing around them. "I... they wouldn't take me... you should've gone without me. Left me. Even if you... even if you did what you did, it wasn't too late for you. I can't forgive you..." Brook paused again, his voice growing softer, hoarser. Each word a strain on his body. "But if I could..."

Jason clenched his fist. "Could what Brook? Take it all back? Bring back Raine? Bring back Dutchy? Bring back Nathan?!" Jason was yelling now his voice bouncing around the trees juxtaposed by the ominous silence that permeated the area. "That's not how this works; it's not how life works!" His anger pushed him forward. "This Brook. This is your legacy now. Tell me what to do Brook."

Jason fell to his knees next to the prone form of his friend, his legs finally giving out. Brooks face turned to the sound, his eyes shut tight, sealed in dirt and grime. "... That wasn't..." Brook choked bback a sob and cleared his throat, "A part of me hates you... a part of you probably hates me... but... c-call me 'friend'? M-Maybe... just once?"

Tears ran down Jason's face. This was it, he had to do it now, and make sure Brook was dead. He had to kill his best friend. He grabbed a nearby rock, clutched roughly in his hand. "No matter what you did Brook. No matter what you've become you've always been and always will be my friend."

Brook sighed, as if a great weight had been lifted from his body. His mouth spluttered open once more. "Jason... there's... something I want you to do."

Jason paused carefully. This sounded like his old friend. The kid he used to go on adventures with, the shy, love-struck Brook. He let the rock roll from his hands. "What is it?"

Brook's arm moved, grasping at Jason's hand, clutching it tight in his grasp. "Burn it..." Brook coughed again, spittle dribbling from his mouth, "This garden... when I'm gone, when... he's... just burn it all. I made it thinking it would be... I don't know... beautiful or something, but it's not. It's ugly and it's a disgrace to her... to everybody. Just destroy it..."

Jason looked across the clearing, at the rivulets of blood, the bodies strewn across the area, the dirt, the sheer stench that flooded his nostrils. "Yeah Brook, I can do that.


"...One more... thing?" Jason listened. Almost a minute had passed before Brook spoke again. His friend didn't seem to notice. "Can you... stay with me for a bit? I know I don't deserve it... I was just wondering..." His voice was faint now, not even a whisper.


Jason wiped a tear from his eyes as he looked over to Nathan lying unmoving and then back to Brook, his chest moving ever so slowly now, each breath shorter than the last. He squeezed his friend's hand.


"Yeah, Liam." Jason smiled sadly tears running freely now, "I can stay awhile."
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Jason watched, numb, as his two best friends let their last breaths pass their lips. Everything seemed so surreal now and he moved on automatic. It didn't take too long for him to gather the required materials to make a fire, his outdoor education classes finally coming in to use for once. The hard part was systematically trying to start it. He robotically spun the stick until a thin wisp of smoke began emanating from the dried leaves. It took another few hours to fan the flames enough that they would burn on their own, leaping up across the dry wood of the coastal trees.

He watched the flames flicker about the bodies of his friends and begin to consume them dispassionately.

He left when the smell of burning flesh hit his nostrils. Nothing mattered now. There was nothing left.

((Jason Harris continued in "This is How the World Ends"))
Edited by Fanatic, Sep 18 2011, 05:35 AM.
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