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Out of Sight, Out of Mind; Open, Day 11
Topic Started: Jul 22 2011, 11:57 PM (3,020 Views)
Ciel
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"Thatís not a prediction, thatís a spoiler.Ē
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(Aston Bennett continued from Never to Be Found.)

Aston let Joe lead for awhile. She needed time to think. She had plenty on her mind.

They came across a building. Joe was the first one to notice it. Aston had lost focus a long time ago.

The building look like shit. Aston was wary, but she thought she was just being paranoid. Ghosts rising from long-covered graves.

"Yeah. Better than nothing."

Aston shrugged. Placed the gun in her pocket.

"... you want to take lead? Got to make sure it's safe, right?"

Aston really wanted to rest. Just rest. She was so tired...
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And for a time Aston froze. Couldn't move a muscle.

Guilt. Fear.

Aston was so fucking glad to kill before. Now it was a struggle.

And after that, it was over. Joe stumbled out.

Aston heaved for breath. She felt like she was the one who was shot

"... Joe."

She didn't have time to focus on Joe's promise. She was too focused on hers.

She had hesitated, and she froze the entire time.

Aston had done this. Joe had done his best. It was Aston who fucked up.

She didn't even see what had happened.

She wanted to ask him if he was alright. She knew that he wasn't. Wasted breath.

"Who did this?" She asked. Breathless again.
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Aston wanted revenge.

She wanted to kill someone. She was mad.

She wanted to prove to herself.

She wanted a lot of things. She knew that it was just naive to expect everything. She would just have to wait for the announcement.

Morbid. Aston shivered. No, Joe was going to live.

She hoped.

She nodded. She could have helped, patched him up. She had her hands in her bag. Would it really matter? She brought the first aid kit out.

"... You're going to be fine. Just hold still. No need for requests."

No matter how many times she said that in her head, she force herself to believe it.
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Aston was blaming herself now. Despite Joe's words.

This was her fault, she fucked up. You fuck up.

She kept calm though. Her face neutral.

His first request came.

Aston was confused. Conflicted more like it.

A hug? Why was he asking for that?

"... really?"

No place on this island for hugs.

She looked away from the bleeding boy. The thought of hugging someone was even more conflicting than watching someone die in front of her.

Should she be worried about that?

"... right..."

Aston hesitated. She hugged him. It took all of her energy to do so.

"I'm sorry."

She didn't cry. Joe couldn't have known how hard it was forcing herself not to.
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And that was that.

It was over.

Done.

Finished.

Aston was hollow. The loneliness crept up on her and it made her shiver.

It was so cold outside.

She gave him conscious?

She didn't.

She was just a fraud.

An emotionless dummy.

Was that a tear in her eye?

No. No.

No crying. Dummies can't cry.

Crying was for the after, not the before.

Joe wanted her to win. She should have expected it. Should have fucking known. Could she do it? She didn't know.

All she knew was that he wanted her to win.

And that she wanted to live.

That was all she needed.

There were less than fifty people? Did she hear the announcement right?

Heavy odds.

She was one person.

Too late to be making friends. Especially those who wanted you dead.

Aston hesitated. Going through Joe's stuff. It was nasty.

Like picking through her own mother's grave.

One of his bags held the rifle. She studied it.

She had firepower. An uzi. A dangerous pistol. A rifle. Sharp knives. Dangerous stuff.

Her odds were high, if she knew how to use them.

She'd have to thank Joe when she saw him again.

Aston couldn't think like that. Not now.

For now she got ready.

Pistol out. Uzi loaded, in her bag. Crowbar, Scythe also in her bag. Naginata slung over her back, like a sword. Rifle at the ready. Ammo in her pockets.

Aston felt a chill. She pushed it away.

She had to hit hard. That was the plan.

She was still human. Joe knew that. But she had to push that away.

She had a goal of her own, mascaraing as revenge. She would listen hard for the announcements.

Aston would fight hard. For Joe. For herself.

A heavy sigh. Another chill that Aston failed to hold back.

Well.

50 classmates left. Most of them killers.

"Time to become a monster."

Aston got to work.

(Aston continued in The Golden Treehouse)
Edited by Ciel, Aug 4 2011, 02:22 AM.
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