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Bloodgarden; An endless dedication... (CONTENT WARNING)
Topic Started: Dec 24 2010, 06:47 PM (12,034 Views)
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((Ridley Landon continued from It Knows Nothing of Whim))

The night spent in the tunnel was not the most pleasant experience Ridley had gone through on the island, but it was definitely better than most of his stay there. They had lost Rena's trail a forever ago, and the simple task of getting out of the tunnels themselves was anything but. The light that entered his eyes from the exit made him squint in pain. He was fully aware how easily his light blue eyes could be damaged by direct sunlight, and put up his arm to keep them safe. At the same time, Raine pulled him in the right direction and out of the mouth of the cave.

"Can't believe it's morning already," he said under his breath with a groan.

He felt Raine squeeze his hand, and glanced over at her. Her clothes were dusty all over from the tunnels and her shoes were a stark red against the ground underneath them. Ridley did his best not to think about the blood on his own shoes and looked her in the eye. She leaned in and hugged him, to his surprise, though he thought that they both needed each other at the moment.

She then looked up to him and felt her face blush red. "I'm glad I'm still with you."

For the first time since he arrived on the island, Ridley smiled. Hugging her back, he said. "Hey, back there, when Rena ran away? I'm sorry for... not really paying attention to you guys. All I could think about was staying calm and keeping everyone calm but, well, looks like I blew it." He ran a hand through the hair on the back of her head. "Sorry..."

And now we're a dime novel again, he thought to himself.
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After a single kiss, she was gone. One thing that Raine had always beaten Ridley in was her running speed. Hell, it was one of the things he liked about her. Without even asking him of his opinion on the scream, she ran off without a second thought. Saving their fellow students? Sure, he was all for it. However, sticking together was another part of his grand plan to survive on the island. He just wished he had told that to Raine before she ran on ahead of him and that she paid any head to his shouts.

It wasn't particularly difficult to follow her path with the dirt and mud leaving good marks where she was, but he felt much too far away from her for his comfort. He turned a corner around a tree, hopped down to the top of a rock from a small ledge and bounded onward, yet still he had not caught up.

"DO. NOT. GET. IN. MY. WAY!"

He skid to a stop and made a b-line towards the voice. Whoever he was, he sounded angrier than Ridley was even able to imagine. Just as he dodged around a tree to proceed onward, he saw exactly what he did not want to see.

Some guy was grabbing Raine by the neck, grinding her face into the side of a tree.

Ridley's nose wrinkled in anger, his body preemptively shot adrenaline into his veins, and quicker than he knew he was able, his hand snapped to the handle of his gun and pointed it at the attacker. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER, YOU PSYCHO!!"
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Ridley's mind raced. Even when the other girl on the ground scrambled to her feet and ran off, the only thing he could concentrate on is how to get Raine out of the hands of this fucking stupid high school kid. Only the incredibly weak-minded fell to insanity like this guy has. Nevertheless, the other guy's gun was pointed right at Raine.

"Okay, fine, whatever!" Ridley tossed his gun to the ground and dropped his bag from his shoulder. "If you hurt her, then you don't even want to know what I'll do to you!" His fists clenched as his eye darted around the area. There was the dead body of a girl propped up a ways away. Ridley assumed that it was this guy's work, and shrugged it off in favor of the task at hand. He mentally took measure of how far apart he was from the psycho, mentally counted how many steps it would take for him to drill his fist into the kid's skull, and imagined the best direction from which to disarm the guy. It had been a long while since Ridley had been in a fight, and his adrenaline was already beginning to pump through his body. Though he hated to admit it, he was looking forward to tearing this guy apart.

Ridley wanted to tell Raine that everything would be alright, but nothing had gone according to plan since he arrived on the island. He didn't want the last thing he said to her to be a lie.
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The sound deafened Ridley's ears to everything else. Only a high-pitched ringing sound emanated from every direction. His eyes followed Raine as she slumped to the ground, his feet speeding towards her as Brook fled the scene. Ridley wasn't there in time to keep her from landing hard on her back, and he could almost feel the impact she made on the ground. A living thing would at least have been able to catch themselves before falling, but Raine... she fell like a dropped rock.

"RAINE!!" He shouted aloud, though even his own voice was muffled by the ringing in his ears. Nonononono! Not like this! Fuck! Why didn't I just shoot the guy in the fucking head? Why why why? FUCKING WHY?? I could've prevented this! He clasped a hand over the wound in her side, attempting to halt the flow of blood out of her body.

It won't do any good. It's not like there are any doctors around to fix her. SHUT UP! Blood covered his hand; a thick liquid that Ridley didn't even know could be so steaming hot.

"Shit... Raine!" He let out a sob as his face contorted and tears clouded his vision. "Come on! You're tougher than this!" More blood gushed between his fingers as the ringing in his ears faded away. He leaned in and placed his other hand on her smooth, untouched cheek. The mess of scrapes and slivers of wood on the other side of her head nearly made him gag, but even so, she had not looked more beautiful to him-- never more lovable, never more valuable in his mind. They were not ever that physically close in the past, but at that moment, all he wanted to do was love her as much as he could until it was all over.
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As his eyes filled with tears, Raine actually managed to reach up and kiss him. Despite the pain, despite the loss of blood, she was able to give him one final show of affection. Sobs unsteadily escaped him as he grasped the necklace in Raine's limp hand. Leaning in, he kissed her on the forehead and wrapped an arm around her neck in an embrace.

It took a few seconds, but he managed to tear away and stand up again, albeit with unstable legs. "I really... loved you, too..." He would have stayed longer if he had not heard someone sneaking around in the trees off in the distance. Ridley stared at the hand that he used to try to keep Raine's blood from pouring out of her, and he felt like he was seeing red for the first time in his entire life. Placing that hand over his face, he dragged it down across his visage.

That act threw the tears out of the picture, and his eyes instead filled with anger. Raine said that she didn't want him to hurt anyone, but there were some things that he couldn't simply let slide like that. After all, Ridley didn't believe in the afterlife, so it wasn't as if she would be able to "watch him from above."

Reaching for the gun he had recently thrown away, Ridley called out as loud as he could. "Get out here, you bastard! I bet it'll be quite an achievement for you to kill someone other than a helpless girl! Or are you incapable of that, you fucking wimp?"
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"Ya know, when you're the one crying your eyes out... does it hurt? They way she bleeds like that, never to talk to you again? Never gonna kiss you again?"

Ridley's thoughts turned towards the girl propped up against a tree a ways away. Maybe he didn't kill that girl? Did he just want to bury her in peace? Can't be too sure. Either way, he's starting to piss me off with his stupid insane talk. Pocketing the necklace Raine handed to him, he flipped the safety off of his gun and trained it on Brook-- using both hands for stability-- and did his best to aim the weapon he was so unfamiliar with.

"I assume you guys kissed, right? Or did she never put out... I'm not sure!"

Ridley's eyes widened as his face wrinkled in anger. "Okay, now you're just asking for it." He aimed for the tree from which Brook was hiding behind before.

BAM!

The kick the weapon gave Ridley a bigger jolt than he imagined it could. He didn't have the muscle memory to keep it steady after the thing nearly blew itself out of his hands, but he managed to keep a good grip on it. Looking past the slight sting in his hands and the smoke from the barrel, he saw that he only skimmed the side of the tree trunk on the side opposite from the side Brook was standing on.

He managed to crack a smirk. "But I want this to last." Looks like I can't rely on this thing at this distance. He looked around on the ground for something he could reliably use as a weapon. His years of tae kwon do at least gave him the ability to use a good sized stick in either hand. The only problem was finding one sturdy enough.

To the left of where he stood, he saw a good stick that was probably half an inch thick... and only about four inches long. Remembering that some of the black belts in the studio held smaller sticks to make their fists legal weapons, he picked it up and grasped it within his right fist, both ends sticking out slightly on either side. Anything would do if he at least wanted his punches to hit harder.

An oddly familiar feeling of adrenaline and excitement filled him to the brink. He had gotten into fights before, but none in which he actually, truly wanted to kill someone dead. He had always imagined music playing in the background of every fight he was in, but never had the means to actually play such things whenever someone picked a fight with him. His mind was firing signals a million miles an hour, his eyes widened, and he crouched slightly before dashing off to the side, going in a circle around Brook.
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To Ridley, all of Brook's words were simply a sad attempt at provoking him. He may have flown off the handle at the first bit, but it was hardly the best taunt Ridley had heard in his life. The jocks and assholes back at school were much better than this amateur, and Ridley wasn't about to let his stupid comments get the better of him. After hopping from tree trunk to tree trunk, always staying on the opposite side from Brook, Ridley could feel the distance between them closing. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Brook change position behind one of the other trees.

That was fine.

Ridley pointed his weapon at a tree to his right.

BAM! BAM!

A tree to his left.

BAM! BAM!

Splinters flew every which way as the bullets punctured deeper into the bark than before. Those trees were closer to Ridley than the previous one, so his aim managed to hit them closer to the center of the trunks. "Fuck your trees, kid. It's just you and me." He didn't know whether Brook was older than him or not, but he didn't care; Brook sure was acting like a kid. A mentally depraved one.

The more Ridley concentrated on the task at hand, the better he could hear the music in his head. Perhaps he was beginning to go insane, too? Not that it mattered-- not now, anyway. After his ears and hands lost the sting in them, he continued to draw closer to Brook.
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Hearing little activity from Brook's end, Ridley decided that it was time to act. Firing another shot into a tree to the left of Brook's tree, Ridley ran to the right side directly for another trunk just beyond Brook's hiding place. His feet slammed against the ground as he bounded over bushes and traversed the terrain between them. He was able to imagine the maneuver vividly.

With a short jump and a half-twist, the grip on the bottom of his cross-trainers held fast against the side of the tree, and he bounded off of it directly towards Brook. Dropping his gun to the ground, his left hand clamped onto Brook's shirt collar with a grip strong enough to tear it. Stamping the ground hard enough to make his foot hurt, he planted his foot onto the dirt and clenched his fist around the stick. Seeing the look of fear in Brook's face made the moment all the sweeter.

"GO TO HELL!!"

His fist slammed right into Brook's nose. Ridley could feel the cartilage giving away, as well as how very soft his peer's skull felt under the weight of his knuckles. Holding fast to Brook's collar, he pulled the boy back and hit him in the cheek, and then pulled him closer and slammed his forehead against Brook's. There was no fear left. Nothing like this was ever taught in his martial arts classes-- it was purely out of an instinct to hurt, maim, wound, kill.

Die, you sick fucker!

As a little of Ridley's own blood from the impact with Brook's forehead bled down onto his eyebrows, he pulled Brook so close that their noses nearly touched. He wanted Brook to take a good look at Raine's blood smeared down Ridley's face. Some blood dripped into Ridley's eye, but he was in such a state that he could hardly even feel it. Not only that, his legs strained from the sudden exertion, his knuckles were probably bleeding, and his breathing only got heavier and heavier as the adrenaline flowed through his body. However, it was not time to feel or worry about his own pain; it was time for Brook to pay. Nothing else mattered.

With Ridley's eyes transfixed on Brook's, he said through clenched teeth, almost in a whisper, "Do you have any GODLY idea who you're fucking with?"

If he were not in such an altered state, Ridley may have been able to notice that the other boy still had a gun.
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This... This was what Ridley had been looking for all his life. The years of simply walking around town in search of something that he knew he would never find, all of it came sweeping back to him, and he knew that it all was just years of worthless longing. For what, he never figured out until the moment he cracked skulls with Brook.

Making. Them. All. Pay.

There was evil in the world Ridley had only seen glimpses of throughout his life in the form of jocks, bullies, smart-asses, losers, and dropouts who all saw fit to make Ridley's life a living hell for no reason. If a normal kid like Brook was capable of such brutality and insanity, then he couldn't imagine what those degenerates had the capacity to do on the island. First, he would start with Brook, then he would go after everyone playing the game and massacre them all like a big ball of death rolling across the island.

No...

Ridley smiled as he awaited Brook's answer.

All I want is this feeling.

The adrenaline, the mud on his shoes, the strain in his legs, the pain in his fists, the dried blood on his face, the twitching of his muscles as they fought against the urge to pulverize Brook into paste, the rough lining of his throat that got worse with every breath-- THIS. To kill them all like THIS would--

"I do now."

Ridley felt something hard-- possibly made of metal-- touch against his chest.

"... You..." How could I be so stupid?

The music stopped.

He didn't hear anything, and only felt himself pushed back suddenly as a searing pain permeated throughout his body like electricity, only to be followed by numbness-- every limb tingled with the same feeling as when his feet go to sleep. An oddly nostalgic feeling that brought him right back home, sitting on the floor in front of the TV.

Brook-- was he screaming?-- grew taller and taller until Ridley realized that it was he who was falling, though his hand remained latched onto Brook's collar. His head reeled back, and his eyes fell upon the clearing from before. Clear as day, Raine rested near one of the many trees.

Did I... really just...? Tears filled his eyes and washed the droplets of blood out. If he could have, he would have brought his head back up to face Brook. To say... something. He didn't know what it would have been, exactly, but...

"Just... wake... up..."

Ridley's glasses slid off of his face and hit the ground as he followed suit. His hand released Brook's collar as he fell.

"please..."

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