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Chapter Eleven: So What Did You Think I Would Say? You Can't Run Away, No You Can't Run Away...You Wouldn't
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This isn't how the terror ended for us...this is how it began! At first, everything seemed alright. Until now. Our plan was working, until now! We were betrayed by two friends of ours: Rick and Zo. They were spies for the Ramens, and I knew something was up. But not until it was too late....
A Ramen came by, and was holding Jake hostage in our room. And by 'holding Jake hostage' I meant getting ready to rape him into oblivian! But I ran into our room just as the Ramen was about to pull Jake's boxers down. And he did, told me it would be quick, and pulled Jake to him. Jake cried out in pain, and I felt the same pain too. I charged the Ramen, full of disgust and hatred. I tackeled the naked Ramen to the ground, and he let out a cry of pain as his head hit the ignited log hard. Blood pooled around his head, but I knew he wasn't dead.
I grabbed the Ramen's shirt off the floor and pulled the keys out of the pocket. I ran to Jake's side, pulled up his boxers, and unlocked his cuffs. He grabbed his butt in pain, and got out of the way. Too weak to walk. I started to cry, and turned just in time to see the Ramen rise to his feet. I looked around, saw the pipe, and thrust it out of the wall. I then darted after the Ramen, and pushed him to the wall and I forced it into the Ramen's bare chest. Forcing him to feel this as he forced Jake to feel the pain he just felt. I backed away to watch the naked Ramen fall to his knees.
"I just wanted...a taste..." His face went all vampyre, and he fell forward. The pipe stopped him midway, and it went all the way through him. He then let out a last cry of pain, and exploded to nothing but dust. The dust then disinigrated, and all that was left was the pipe and a...ring?
"And I just wanted to live a normal life...but look where I am." I added, and picked up the pipe and the ring. I turned to see Jake, back in the air, on the bed. I ran to him, almost dropping the two objects in the fire, and un-gagged him. Tears streamed down his cheek, and I couldn't imagine how badly that must have felt. "Jake...I'm so sorry."
"It's not..." He started through sobs. "...Your fault..."
"I just wish," I said, wiping my eyes. "That it didn't happen to you."
He looked at me, and tried to stand but collapsed. I grabbed his shoulders, and helped him up to his feet. I then helped him lay down on the bed. I heard a clatter outside our room, in the kitchen, and I kissed Jake's head.
"I'll be back soon," I said, and ran into the kitchen shutting the door behind me.
I ran by Rick's side, and pulled him off Sam. He was strangeling her, and Zo was in the other room shreiking about her scratched up face. I pushed Rick to the side, and helped Sam up.
"You...you bitch!" He said, holding his arm. Blood ran down it, all the way to his for-finger. I looked back at Sam who clutched the rock in her hand that I dropped by my seat.
"I'm the bitch?" Sam asked. "I'm not the one who got kidnapped by the Ramens, became spies for the Ramens, betrayed my friends and almost got Jake killed! If anyone is a bitch around here, it's your whore!"
"TAKE THAT BACK! TAKE THAT BACK, NOW!" Rick ordered.
"Why don't you come over her and make her?" I said.
"Why don't you let me kill Sam over there, take her little pretty rock of hers, and cut you open with it. Cause you got guts, that surly the other Ramens would just love to play with and eat!"
"I don't see this being settled with logic!" I added and he came after me, balled up fists, face red with fury.
"YOU...SON..." He threw a punch towards me, and I dodged it. I pushed Sam out of the way, and she stumbeled back towards the others. She then started to untie them, to give me help. "...OF...A..."
"Bitch?" A voice said, grabbed Rick by the arm, spun him around and punched him in the face.
The blow knocked Rick down to the ground, out instantly.
"RICK!" A shrill female voice yelled. "RICK!" Zo came running out of the room, three red scratch marks running across her face. She ran to Rick's side, crying her eyes out.
"Who..." I turned to see...Jake. Leaning on the pipe I dropped on the bed. I guess I dropped the ring back in the room too, cause he was wearing it so we didn't lose it. "Go back to bed," I said, clutching him as he started to fall again. "I'll be right there."
"Alright," He kicked Rick in the stomach as he stirred, but didn't wake.
"STOP IT!" Zo cried and Sam came up behind her.
"Hey, Zo," Sam tapped Zo's shoulder, and Zo turned around. "You wanna' see my impression of Ghandi!?" Sam then curled her fist up, and knocked Zo ontop of Rick in one punch.
I walked up behind Sam. "Ghandi?" I asked and she chuckeled.
"You know," She started to walk back off to the others. "He was really off!"
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TWO HOURS LATER...
Rick and Zo were tied up to two of the six chairs. They were cavity searched before hand, and we secured them with all the rope we had, just to make sure that they were nice and tightly kept. We put them by the back wall, making sure there was nothing for them to use to escape. Cause all it needed was a quick mistake, and we were done for. I watched as Stan secured the last knot of rope over Zo's ankles, and he got up just as they stirred awake.
"Let us go!" Rick said, in a weak but demanding voice.
"You are in no room to make orders." Bobby said, sitting on one of the other chairs, carving a block of wood with his knife.
"Let us go!" Zo echoed.
"Gag them." I said, handing two gags to Stan who quickly gagged them both. And all we heard from Rick and Zo were muffeled threats.
"Thanks," I went up to Rick and Zo, and looked at both of them.
"Mmmm mmmmm mmmm M mmm'm mmmm mmm!" Rick said.
"Yeah, you and what army?" I asked, and pointed to his gag. "Can't even shout, can't even cry. You can't even talk. All you can do is go mmm. So shut it, and we probably won't kill you! Do as we say, and you get to live." I handed a knife to Stan. "Torture them to lure the answers out, I need to be with Jake. Alone..." I walked away from a nod from Stan, and entered our room with another bag of frozen pees for Jake.
I grabbed a pack of frozen pees from the freezer, and walked into our room where Jake laid. He was wrapped him in dozens of covers, and he was sitting ontop of a bag of frozen pees. But the pees were from two hours ago, he needed a new bag.
"Hey, how you feeling?" I asked.
"Okay," He said, sitting up. "I'll be fine, but my ass still hurts." He lifted up, and I switched the bags. He then lowered back onto the bag, and I sighed. "What?"
"I just feel bad, seeing you through this pain." I clenched the pees a little too tightly.
"I'll be fine. I should be better by tomorrow, if not, definitly the following day! I'll be fine." He motioned for me to close the door, and I quickly got up to do so. When I came back he held two things in his hand: the pipe and the ring.
"The pipe and the ring," I noted and he laid them by his side.
"Yep, don't know exactly what the ring means, or is, but all I know is that it must be important if that Ramen was holding it." I picked it up and I looked at it. The ring was like any other ring, circular holding a beautiful jewel in the middle. But the jewel wan't anything like a diamond or a birth color stone like everyother ring in the world I've seen before. The ring held a ruby. A bloodstained colored ruby. It wasn't actually bloodstained, cause the light of the fire shone through it like a real ring. The color then brought me back to the whole vampyre factor of the Ramens, and I then noticed the thing silver lines that wrapped the blood-stained ruby to its place of position. The thing silver lines criss-crossed around the rest of the ring, and as I followed them I saw an inscription on the inside of the ring. It read:
D.N.M
"D.N.M." I read aloud and he gave me a puzzeled look. "Who's D.N.M." I asked, and he just gave me the same puzzeled look.
"Oh," Jake gasped. "I remember something..." Jake thought for a couple minutes and then began. "The Ramen...he said his name was Dean. But that's all he said. Just...Dean."
"Well," I said. "Do you think it's really his ring? Couldn't it just be a coinsidence?"
"Yes, but the D fits."
"But again, coinsidence!" I repeated and he nodded.
"True," He looked at the pipe at his side. "I guess it's somthing to keep in mind!" He picked up the pipe and spun it rotated it in his hands.
"Alright," I said, getting to my feet. "I need to go check on the others, and make some food. Stay here and rest on the pees, and I'll be back soon." I left the room, leaving the ring by his side, and walked into the kitchen, shutting the door behind me.
I walked towards the fridge, and pulled out some food. Even through all of this madness and horror, we still had to eat. I put them on the counter by the fridge, and walked over to Rick and Zo. Stan stood over them. They were ungagged, and there was blood on the knife I gave Stan. There were a few thin slices on Rick and Zo's arms. Aparantly, Stan tried to get answers from both but came up empty handed.
"How ya' doin'?" I asked, already knowing what he was going to say.
"Not well...I'll give them some time to re-think there answers and save there lives."
"Not so fast," Sam said. "Give me the knife, I'll have some fun!"
Stan handed the knife to Sam, and turned back to me. "Where's Jake?" Stan and I turned away from Rick and Zo, and Sam re-gagged them both.
"In our room, though he really does need to rest. But you can go see him if you want." I answered and he walked towards our room. Hoping to get a few words in before he was asleep.
I went back to the kitchen, and started making our food.
"Sam?" I called.
"Yeah?"
"Can you help me make food?" I said and she sighed.
"I guess, what are we making?" She asked,
"Pork steaks!" I called back and she started my way.
"Be right there," She said and I began de-sticking the pan with butter. "You guys are luck I gotta' go," I heard her say. "Try to have fun while I'm gone!" She then walked my way, knife still in hand.
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(This part is in Jake's P.O.V.-Point Of View-Enjoy!)
Hayley left, and about ten minutes later Stan entered.
"Hey, Jake," Stan closed the door behind him and sat on the bed by me.
"Hey," I said, still not feeling so good in the tail-bone section.
"You don't look like you feel too good, you okay?" Stan asked.
"Yeah," I turned a little on the bag of pees and winced a bit, but didn't show it. He didn't even notice the pipe and ring still left by my side.
"Well, I just wanted to check in on ya'. That Ramen is a peice of shit, and he should'n't of done that." Stan eyed the pipe and ring then, but didn't ask.
"Your telling me," I chuckeled and he laughed too. "But I'll be fine soon, and did you hear?"
"What?" Stan asked.
"Hayley bagged a Ramen." I said and Stan gasped.
"Did she really?" Stan asked.
"Right over there," I pointed to the place where Hayley killed that son of a bitch.
"What happened?" Stan asked, looking for any sign of a fight, but found none.
"She tackeled him off me, he hit his head on a log, bled a little, he got up just as she took this pipe out of the wall, he charged her, she charged him. They collided and she drove the pipe into his heart. He fell forward, and stopped halfway cause the pipe caused him to stop, and then he fell the rest of the way as the pipe went through him. But before he died, he said something...Hayley'd know. But then he turned to dust. Then his little pile of ashes disinigrated. So poof and woosh!" I finshed explaining and Stan laughed a second or two.
"You know," He turned to look back at me. "Hayley is tougher than she looks."
"I know, and I'm glad she found me instead of one of you guys. Only cause you'd get the wrong idea and stuff..."
"I get it," Stan looked at the pipe, and saw the dried up blood streaks that were on it. "Ew,"
"I know, but we don't know what this ring means. Do you think you could research or something?" I asked.
"Research? Research with what, my big pile books that I plucked from our book garden out back next to our computer table?" He joked and I blushed with embaressment, knowing what I just said.
"I gotta' go, but I'll check on you later ok?" He said.
"Yeah," I held my breath, waiting for him to go. He just stood there, eyeing me. Then he walked up to me and grabbed my shoulder.
"Don't think anything of this, but," He hugged me. He did it gingerly, that way he didn't hurt my butt, then he left. The door shut behind him, and I exhaled.
That was weird, only cause I dont know him that well...and two, he doesn't know me that well...I shrugged it off, and tried to get some rest in before Hayley brought me to food.