Reign of Darkness (complete)

-Joseph-

Port Hree was a pretty cool place. Everyone was resting at a hotel there, to head out in a bus for a two-hour bus ride to wherever this guy Kelly wanted to see was. Joseph headed outside to go for a walk and clear his head instead.

(I really, really, really don’t want to write the description for Port Hree right now, so he went for a walk for about fifteen minutes and enjoyed the scenery)

As he turned the corner Joseph saw Julie walk out of a blue house, staring down at something in her hands. He decided to try and catch up with her; after all, they were getting close to a darker part of the town.

But before he could reach her, an arm appeared out of an alleyway and wrapped itself around her neck, pulling her back. Joseph ran, not knowing where the heck his energy had come from. A scream echoed out. Julie. Joseph ran even faster.

“Let her go, Jimmy. C’mon, girl, we don’t want to hurt you. Just hand over that wallet of yours…” the voice was slippery and sly, forming the picture of a fox in Joseph’s mind.

Joseph peeked his head around the corner. Julie was being cornered by four guys in black hoodies. She glanced at Joseph then turned her attention back to the men, so as not to arouse suspicion. Suddenly she kicked one of them where it hurts, and slashed her purse into another’s face. Unfortunately, that only brought one down. Two of them caught a hold of her arms and held her still, while the other brought his fist back to punch her in the stomach.

“Let frikin’ go of her!” Joseph yelled, holding onto a street lamp. The four chuckled, the hurt one having stood up.

“Or what, geek?” said the fox-voiced-one. “Get ‘im.”

As soon as one of the men holding Julie and the one who had been kicked touched Joseph he electrocuted them, sending them to the ground, twitching. Joseph sucked up the energy in the lamp and approached the other two, his fist covered in a web of electric currants.

One of the two who had been electrocuted stood up, pulled out a water bottle, and poured it on Joseph’s head. He fell to his knees, screaming. The water had caused him to electrocute himself. Julie screamed, and pretty soon, you’d wish you were deaf. The man who had poured the water smiled evilly and kicked Joseph in his sides repeatedly, bruising him and probably breaking a few bones. The only man who was still holding Julie held a knife to her throat and started to walk backwards, deeper into the alley. The other men followed him, after giving Joseph a good kick each. He heard one mutter “Ransom’s the best pay, anyways,” before he blacked out.

I screamed.
I didn't want to even know how bad that must have hurt Joseph, when he electrocted himself.
I shut my eyes not wanting to watch.
"Stop!" I screamed.
The guys grabbed me and put a knife to my throat.
"Shut up and follow me." he said.
Not wanting to get killed I obeyed.
He took me to an allway.
I looked at him tears streaming down my cheek.
"Y-You can hav my wallet." I said.
The other guys appeared and hearing me all began to laugh.
"You hurt me. And that little friend of yours. You're gonna pay for it." he said laughing.
Then the guy with the knife handed the knife the guy I hit.
Oh my God.
Then he took a step closer the knife in his hand.
"P-please." I begged my voice choking.
I quickly kneed him then made a run for it, but then just got slammed to the ground.
The guy looked enraged, mad, really mad.
Oh no.

Maribelle

I was utterly alone in this foreign place. Everyone had gallivanted off to somewhere else. I breathed in through my nose and out my mouth trying to keep calm. They were waiting for me.

I could feel them breathing on the nape of my neck, dare I look back? I closed my eyes trying to escape them, breathing in the chilled air slowly. I created mind barriers with cement blocks, handling the shadows trying to intrude easily.

A power surged through me that i had never felt before in my entire life, I focused on the energy in me. It was building almost gracefully, when it was finished I sent it to a shadow in my mind. I conjured it to send them flying upward and twist their bodies. In my mind I could hear its erie screams of pain, I couldn't help but smirk.

For once in my life I felt undeniably evil, I let the shadow go dropping to my knees. I was the bad apple, rotten. Everyone was in danger of me, the good girl shook her head at me but I knew the truth.

I quickly stood up letting the power surge up and down my body as I got used to it. I chewed on my lip while I walked around with my hands stuffed into my pockets. Attempting to enjoy the scenery when when I heard Julie's voice, pleading, begging. Her emotions made me clench my fists, I looked for her and saw silhouettes of five figures.

The power had a mind of its own and threw the guy closest to Julie into the wall. I chuckled at the guy's pain but, then realized what I was doing and frowned.

The next guy I sent flying the opposite way of Julie, he was screaming like a little girl. I finished off the rest and ran towards Julie.

She was staring at me as if i was some sort of monster.

"Julie, are you alright?" I asked, trying to ignore the fact that she was very much afraid of me at the moment.

"Mari, I'm fine. But, are you?"She whispered before walking away to go find Joseph.

I resorted to hissing to myself, why am I who I am. I don't belong with them, I shouldn't be here. I punched the cement wall hard and avoided how much it hurt.

Lead them, lead them, lead them.

"LEAVE ME ALONE" I screamed.

Okay, now THIS makes me angry. Ya'll have unleashed the beast by letting this go to the second page!! RAWR!!! *stomps on everyone's pencils and keyboards*



-Joseph-

Julie got on her knees beside the fallen Joseph and helped him into a sitting position.

"Are you okay?" she asked, gingerly touching where the man had beat up Joseph.

"Yeah. Guess I shouldn't try to play "knight-in-shining-armor" anymore, huh? Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Joseph ended the silence by saying,

"Uh, wanna go out for coffee sometime? I mean, as friends."



-Raven-

I took out 300$ from my bank account and headed across the street to the department store. I knew what I had to do to be satisfied. I had done it when I was hallucinating, but that was just a dream. I had to do it for real now. I headed to the back of the store, where the camping supplies were.

"Can I help you?" asked the man behind the counter.

"I need a good pocket knife. I'm going hunting with some friends in a few days and my last one broke recently."

"You have to be at least eighteen. Can I see your I.D.?"

Thank goodness that my drivers license didn't get lost in the last flee like all my other stuff. But that was probably because I always kept my wallet in my pocket. After showing him the card he started to go through the different types that were legal to a nineteen year old girl. Eventually I picked out a Swiss Army knife with three blades and a screwdriver. I bought it and a few other things to go with my story. I also got some inline skates and a black purse.

I tied on the skates and went back to the hotel. There was something we all needed to do, and I was going to do it.

Sitting down at the table in the room we were all taking naps in to save a few hundred bucks, I snatched a piece of Damien's paper and, tearing it into three pieces, wrote a letter each to Kelly, Maribelle, and Spencer. I grabbed another piece and wrote at the top:

If I should die fighting,
Raven Andrea Thistle's
Last Will and Testament

"Oooo, what's this?" Kelly asked, snatching the letter addressed to Spencer as soon as I finished writing. "Oh. It's for... him. What's it say?"

"It's in case I die prematurely," I said, tried to grab it back as she played keep away. "Give it back!"

"No way! I can only imagine... oh my gosh... I have to give this to him!"

"Kelly, no! Give it to him and I'll turn your brains to soup!"

"Who cares! C'mon Maribelle, we've got a letter to deliver!"

And so I chased them outside the room. Actually, they ran outside, and I followed.

"Spencer! We've got something for you!"

"NO! Kelly, stop! Please!"

I snatched the letter out of her hand only a few paces before she reached Spencer. He could never read the note. Not while I was alive anyways.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Hopefully, you'll never know." I jogged back to the room to place everything in an envelope and place the package in my purse.

"Uhhh...sure." I said my cheeks buring.

I thought about Mariablle.

I was harsh with her, but she acted so...so...cruel.

She liked to see pain.

I winced at the thought of what Mari was turning into.

"What's wrong?" as Joseph.

I shaked my head.

I looked at his scratches and winced.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"You got hurt cause of me. I'm such an idiot." I mumbled.

Ballow~~

"Finally," I yelled as Julie came back.

"What?" She said.

"We need to go, now," I told her, "Well actually two hours ago, but you had to delay us. Now come on."

After that I froze time and got everyone in the plane. Taking my seat in the pilots seat I unfroze and took off. We couldn't risk a pilot so I had to fly for now.

Damien

Damien examined the port. He hadn't the slightest idea where anyone was, but he did know what he was looking for. As his eyes surveyed the land beneath his aviator glasses and cap, something caught his attention. A beat-up, old brown shack. He wondered if that was the place.

As he picked up his pace, stepping over thick piles of ropes, he smelled something odd. He knew exactly what it was. He placed his hand on the door knob, feeling cold sweep through him. The hinges were stiff. He pushed his shoulder against it and stepped in. Now where is it...?

*Second page again! ARRRGH! LaReina, you're killing me with suspence! ARRRGH! We're clueless on what to post since you threw something out there! ARRRGH! My word of the day is ARRGH!*

-Joseph-

"Hey, do you know where Damien is?" Joseph asked Gary.

"No clue," he replied.

When we got onto the plane I looked over at Raven who was sitting alone.

I never really got to know her, and so with that thought I went up to her.

“Hey, can I sit here?” I asked pointing at the seat,

She didn’t even look up and just nodded.

“Thanks.” I mumered.

She nodded her head.

I bit my lip.

Now what?

“So…are your powers mind reading?” I asked.

She nodded her head again.

“That’s cool. So do you like that power?” I asked.

She finally looked up at me.

“Yeah. If you like powers where you know what everyone’s thinking every second of your life. It’s just great! Having voices echo in your mind!” she said rolling her eyes.

Great, looks like someone isn’t really into being friends right now. Lucky me.

“Oh.” Is all I managed to say.

There was a long silence.

I almost jumped out of my seat when Raven talked.

“Julie. I know what you are doing. Don’t have sympathy towards me.” she said.

I looked at her confused.

“Raven, I’m just trying to get to know you better. That’s all.” I said, and that was the truth.

“Julie. Stop. Why would someone want to get to know me? You’re just wanting to talk me out go trying to kill myself. Don’t worry I’m kind of over my whole I’m a physco that wants to kill herself act.” She said harshly.

I looked at her shocked.

“Raven that’s no-“ I began to say but got cut off.

“Just stop it! I don’t need you help!” she shouted at me.

Then she got out of her seat and went into the bathroom.

Everyone turned around to look at me confused.

I bent my head down and looked at my shoes.

Why did she hate me?

**Erm, Raven can't read minds. That's Maribelle's department But anyways...**

-Raven-

"Stupid-- Moron-- Idiot-- Why-- Did-- You-- Ever-- Tag-- Along-- With-- These-- People?" I muttered through banging my head on the bathroom wall. My life was almost perfect before I had met these guys. I had a job. I had a friend. I had a place to call home, and clothes, and I actually enjoyed life. Now it was just a misery that was illegal to put and end to. I wanted to run from eveyone. And everything. And life. But the only way to run away from life was to end it. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't.

Why did things have to go so wrong?

At least I was able to keep Julie away from me. I had even lied. Not that that wasn't abnormal for me, but still.

I fingered the knife in my pocket. I could try again. But I couldn't. Not when I knew I had a chance for a fresh start. Not when I knew I could try again with life.

All I had to do was get rid of them.

And I'd be free.

There was a knock at the door. "Raven? Can I come in?" Julie called.

"No," I replied in a loud whisper.

"Please?"

I was so weak. I went over and, slowly, unlocked the door. What was the worst that could happen? I could gain a friend, and then she'd die, and I'd have to go through it all over again. Nothing that hadn't happened before.

Maribelle

I was furiously chewing on my nails, a very bad habit i had obtained on this, "Joy-ride". I rolled my eyes as I looked out the window, but i knew i wouldn't be sick this time. I had popped some pills earlier and had some in my pocket. My mind was impounded with pain, but I ignored it.

I had learned that I needed to keep myself out of the way, all i did was hurt people. I thought about Julie and chewed my nails a bit more. Ever since that battle in my mind the words never left, they'd get loud then go subtle. It was driving me insane, I blocked it out. Shoving some ipod head phones in my ears I turned the music up super loud.

I didn't want to think about anything, I wanted to disappear. I squeezed my eyes shut and gradually stopped biting my nails.

Then something came to me, I had no idea where Damien was. I ripped my head phones out and searched for his thoughts in my mind.

Damien? Are you on the plane? Hello? I sent panicked. I stood up to look around the plane, the pain in my head increased i pushed past it.

Raven was in the bathroom, I decided to let her be. She was my friend but...I don't think she wanted company. I knew she wouldn't try again so, I let her be.

Everyone's thoughts were running through my head except, the one person I wanted to find. I was worrying now, what if we did leave him there.

Damien

The door swung open with a creak, and banged against the rickety wall opposite. The house looked as if it hadn't been used in decades; dust was laying like a thick carpet on the ground, dust moats floating in the streaming sunlight that came through a broken window.

Damien plugged his nose. Underneath that thick, sweet yet bitter smell was the scent of fish. "That isn't right...," He mumbled to himself, trying to breath through his mouth. His eyes scanned the ugly wood panel walls that still belonged in the seventies. Past the pumpking coloured couch and the avacado fridge until his eyes landed on an old door.

Unlike the rest which had been knocked out, this door was held under lock-and-key. Damien catiously made his way towards it, first, carefully rapping on it, then twisting the knob. It turned only slightly before stopping.

Damien scoundered the house, pulling open drawers and cupboards. No keys. Finally he grabbed an old chair and pushed it into the door. The old wood cracked then gave out. Damien pulled the chair free of the slivers of mangled wood and ducked beneath the sharp slivers of wood, peering in.

The sweet and bitter scent was strong as Damien entered. Multiple voices were screaming in his head. "Get out, get out!" Damien hissed, "I'm fine."

He catiously moved around the room, his eyes searching. Sure enough, on the small table that was covered with a bright tapetry, he saw a single wooden box. Damien pulled the swollow box cover open and peered inside. A single piece of paper was held within.

Damien felt his face dropped. He yanked is glasses and cap off, and read the paper. His expression furrowed not with confusion, but in terror and awe.
- - -
Tha's all!

*Should I just let this story die? Or should we all spice things up again?*

-Raven-

I want a friend so bad. I want someone to care about and not beat myself up after for it. Kelly has gone against me, Spencer hates though he probably thinks I hate him, everyone else... I don't even want to know what they think since I almost cut my wrists. Why am I so afraid of friends? Why am I so afraid that they'll just dissapear and leave me hurt? It's happened to me enough. I could be through for life of hurt... shyea, right. I'll bet I'm destined to misery. To bad I have to live through it.

I knew that someone was listening in on my thoughts. Most telepaths could read minds if they tried hard enough, so that didn't narrow it down. Although, Mari was the only one who could freely hear your thoughts... but I didn't care if someone heard. I honestly didn't care if someone saw the streaks tears had left down my cheeks through mascara.

I didn't even care if I lived to see tomorrow.



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**Grr... Dang... NOW I HAVE TO KILL GARY AND BALLOW??!? WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO ME??!?!!?! AAAAAAAAAAAAA!! I am NOT dragging on those two characters!**

I'm dropping out. This time for real. Sorry.

*Head-Desk* Well ... now what are we expected to do?