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Member No.: 5
Joined: 13-June 04
Alright everyone here it is.... I am going to post it in sections as it is very long. I would love to get feedback... I strive on it after all. And please be brutally honest.
Alright; first the disclaimer. In this story the kids are in there late teens or early twenties (you will understand why when you read it). I have taken a few liberties with the story line from the old episodes, but it still matches up fairly well. I am afraid to post it as it is rated perhaps a low pg-13 high pg so READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION
And Brian’s Demise
The young man had hair that was spiked in clumps in all directions, each spike colored differently. He placed the cigarette back into his mouth and placed the cue back against the green table. With a quick motion the cue slid through his fingers hit the dull white ball. He stayed bent down close to the table, watching. The white ball moved slowly toward the black eight hit it very softly, the black ball tapped the red three which slid slowly into the hole. The man yelled in delight and grabbed the money off of the green table.
“I told you, Carl, don’t mess with me. That was an easy shot.”
The man at the other side of the table humphed quietly and took a drink.
“You cost me three hundred dollars boy.” Carl said as he swallowed.
“I am sorry, it was a bet. You can try and win it back, if you want.”
Carl glared at the boy through the smoke filled room, the heavy perfume of the smoke clogging his nostrils. The young man stood looking at the tip of his cue as he chalked it.
“Tell you what, you re-rack them. And if I can’t sink every ball in one hit you get this money back. But if I can, you owe me one thou more for… umm… my trouble.” The boy said without taking his eyes of the tip of the cue. The man paused for a moment then turned and grabbed the rack off the wall. “I knew you would warm up to me.” He placed his cigarette back into his mouth and watched as the man began to rack the balls. Now that he was looking the colors of the balls seemed almost faded, like they had been played with for one to many games. He placed his cigarette back into tray, and bent over the table, preparing his shot.
“There ain’t no way, boy, you best give me my money back and save yourself the hurt.” The boy looked up at Carl and gave him a sly smile. At that moment the cue slid through his fingers and slammed into the cue ball, the ball whipped out of its resting place and hit the triangle of balls at the other end of the table sending them flying. One right after another the balls began to fall into holes. The boy wasn’t even watching the balls he was walking slowly toward Carl.
Carl’s eyes stayed focused on the table watching disbelief as the balls disappeared beneath his sight. Carl felt something jab him in the side and he looked down to find the boy had him at gun point.
“You make a sound, and we will have a problem.”
“You are threatening me?”
“Not yet, I have a fear that you might not give me my money.” The boy locked his eyes onto Carl’s as the last ball slid into a hole. The boy cocked the gun.
“I don’t think we got a problem… here take your money! Just let me be on my way.” Carl threw the money on the table, they locked eyes. The mood on the boys face changed quickly as the gun disappeared.
“You’re a good man, Carl. I’ll see you around.” Before the boy could pocket the money, Carl had gone. “Good man. Hey! John! How old are these balls??”
A man at the bar answered him. “Just bought umm last week, they ain’t old Brian.”
The sun was bright. Sweat slowly trickled down from beneath the boys sweat band and he jogged down the path.
“Buddy!!” The boy turned and began to jog backwards looking for the voice’s owner. Slowly a girl came out from behind a tree, panting and holding her side. “Buddy, its not fair, you can’t go that fast.” She brushed a pig tail out of her way and kept panting. “You said you would wait.”
“Aw, Patty. You say you want to jog then jog. I told you girls can’t jog.”
“Girls…. Can…. Not ….. Jog.” Buddy had stopped jogging. Patty stood up slowly, still clutching her side.
“Ooo, you jerk!!” With one movement she tackled him. Grabbed him around the waist and hurled him to the ground. They began to roll around sending up a cloud of dust. Through all the grunting and the wailing, Buddy began to laugh hysterically.
“Oh! What’s so funny, Buddy?” Patty sighed, sitting on his knees.
“Nothing, just that your so cute when your angry.”
“Do NOT start with me!” Patty huffed and looked away. Almost immediately her expression changed from pleased displeasure to horrified shock. She slowly began to stand up.
“What is it, Patty? Don’t be mad, I didn’t mean it, well I did. But in a nice way.”
“Do you see that?” Buddy sat up and looked where Patty was so intently staring, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It was like the color was slowly draining from the lake. He looked behind him. “But the pits are that way.”
“I know.” Patty squeaked, “You didn’t do it did you Buddy?”
“No, here I will fix it.” He bent down slowly not wanting to take his eyes off the lake. He reached into his sock and pulled out a small sparking blue star.
“You keep one in your sock?? That is disgusting!” Buddy glared at Patty and moved toward the lake, he threw the star into the lake and it immediately turned blue again.
“Oh, good, I was worried it wouldn’t work” But, as Buddy spoke, the lake turned back into a murky grey. Then as they looked on in horror the lake turned to stone.
“What in the world”
“Something is not right Buddy, we need to go.”
“Don’t be silly Patty, maybe I just didn’t use enough.” He began to bend down again, but a trembling hand on his shoulder stopped him in mid stride. He looked up into a horrified face.
“Buddy, this is not right. Murky couldn’t do this. We need to leave.”
“Alright, she will know what to do anyway.” Buddy grabbed Patty’s hand gave it a squeeze and they slowly walked back the direction they came.
“And you are sure.”
“Yes, Krys and I went right after they returned.”
“It isn’t right Orin; it reminds me of the last time….”
“Then we must treat it as the last time, Krys.”
They had congregated in a brightly colored room. Each color kid stood in front of a door of there respected color, listening intently. The elderly sprite, Orin, sat with his cane across his legs. Rainbow sat near him her face screwed up in thought. Krys paced the room, his hands behind his back.
“I am sorry, but what was the last time?” Rainbow quietly asked. Orin patted her leg. “Do not worry about it Rainbow; you will remember everything in your own time.”
“The last time was when Horjik was loose. He had the ability to not just change the color, but suck it out. To change the actual thing.” Krys whispered in Rainbow’s ear.
“Like with the lake…” Rainbow gasped, “Its not only lost its color, but turned to stone. Could he be here now Orin?”
“Oh, no, not likely. You banned him a very long time ago.”
“We will have to go down you know.”
“Why would we have to go down, Krys. Its not like it would be affecting them.” Rainbow looked around as they all exchanged dark looks.
“If it is him, we are dark times indeed.” Orin shook his head sadly. “You must leave immediately.”
“Of course Orin.”
“But who should go?”
“Of course you two will go, only you can restore what ever might be taken. You will arrive under the cover of Stormy and Moonglo, they have already began preparations for your arrival. You will take, Red Butler, Buddy Blue, Patty O’ Green, Indigo, and Canary Yellow. La La Orange and Shy Violet will stay here. They will join you later if it is needed.”
“And what about Starlight?”
“They must stay here, they will take you all down, but will return. You must prepare, children. Go.” As one, the Color kids turned and exited through the door. You must accomplish many things while you are there. You must find out if the color is draining, it will not be so obvious there. You must keep the Primaries together. And most importantly, you too must not be separated.”
“Orin, why are you saying things as though this trip may be dangerous? I have gone down many times, nothing strange has happened.”
“Rainbow, we must be careful, you may not see it as such…. You will see when we get there.”
“Krys is right, you will see my dear.” The old sprite kissed Rainbow on the cheek and walked out of the room, Krys and Rainbow watching him.
“The way you are talking…. It scares me. Like something may actually be there. Like it may actually be dangerous.” Krys put his arm around her and pulled her into him.
“It is Rainbow… if it is him, I mean. But we have conquered him once we can do it again.”
“I just wish I knew what happened.”
“Orin is right it will all come back to you, just promise me something.”
“I will promise you anything I can Krys.” Krys sighed and walked away from her a few steps. Rainbow placed her hand on his shoulder. “Krys??”
“Rainbow, if it is him… just don’t fade this time. Don’t die again.” Rainbow felt as if all the air had been sucked out of her chest.
“Rainbows don’t die, Krys.”
Member No.: 5
Joined: 13-June 04
Last week on 'Rainbow Brite and Brian's Demise'.....
I would go through it, but why when you can just scroll up and read if you missed anything.
As always READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION
and my work is copyrighted 2004 wrtc~ethie
Only two chapters this week as it will help the flow later on. Keep the critiqing comming... enjoy!!!
The small group stood quietly looking down. The rain was beating down on them, but none of them seemed to notice. All of there eyes were intently focused on the world below them.
“Thank you for the rain, Stormy. It will help us.”
“Oh well… if it will help.” The girl who had spoken blinked just as a bolt of lightning cut across the sky behind her. “Rainbow, you better go, it will only be night for a short time, and then you might be noticed.” Rainbow nodded her head slightly.
“Of course! Thank you again Stormy.”
“I will watch you Rainbow.” With that the girl mounted her beautiful horse and sped of into a cloud, lightning shooting off behind her.
“It doesn’t look very pleasant does it?”
“Oh, Canary, it always looks this way!”
“No Red Butler, Canary is right. It doesn’t look very pleasant. Not at all what I remember it looking like.”
“Are we going to stand here all day, or go down and fix this problem?”
“Of course, Krys, your right.” Rainbow smiled and flipped a long strand of hair out of her face. “Alright, we need to make groups. Patty, Indigo; you need to find us a place to stay, we may be here a while. Red Butler, Canary, Buddy; I need you to find Brian, he is down there some where and we need to find him.”
“What are you going to do Rainbow?” Rainbow opened her mouth to speak but before she could say anything Krys clasped his hand over it.
“Indigo, Rainbow and I have some things we have to do. We will find you all when we are done.”
Rainbow Brite reached into a pouch pulled out a few beautifully colored stars, touched them to her belt, and they began to glow and expand into a swirling ball of color. She blew softly into the orb and released it into the air. But the orb neither fell nor produced a rainbow, it began to expand. The group watched it grow bigger and bigger as it rose to hover over them. Rainbow and Krys stepped directly underneath it. The color kids followed there lead and moved forward. The second they had all stepped underneath the orb it fell on top of them. The orb moved quickly away from the point it had been carrying the group with it. It sped toward the earth, a brilliantly colored rainbow following it down. It slowed down right before hitting the ground. The group reappeared looking considerable wind swept, with out talking they all ran if in different directions disappearing into the wet night.
John stood at the grubby window, a cigarette in his mouth. He threw the cigarette from his mouth onto the ground and let it flounder in the carpet, burning a small hole.
“I’m afraid I chased all your business away John, Sorry about that,” Said a young man behind him who was shooting pool.
“HA! It’s the rain, Brian. I ‘spect those people would want there money back. They’ll be comin’ around.”
“All right John.” Brian stood up walked over to a small table and drained a glass containing a chestnut brown liquid.
“Look, a rainbow.” John’s voice was casual almost amazed. Brian’s reaction was anything but. The glass he was holding fell to the ground, and he gagged as though choking on his drink. “A…a… what”
“A rainbow, Brian, you act as though you haven’t seen one before.” Brian ran over to the window just in time to see the rainbow fade. “Come to think of it,” John continued, “Its been a while since I last saw one, years maybe.”
“Thirteen Years.” The tinkling of a bell sounded and Brian was gone before John could say anything.
Colors were dripping down Brian’s face as the rain drained the dye from his hair. His hair had become flat and brown. He sent water up as he ran through the wet streets. The rain had drenched him threw, and he was beginning to be able to see his breath. He stopped for a moment and looked down all the darkened streets. He knew he had to be close, it was right here that it appeared. Dare he yell??
“Looking for something??” The voice was dark and cold. Brian whipped around trying to find out where it might have come from. But only darkness was around him. “Who is there??” Brian’s voice was shaking; his hand instinctively went to gun stored in his pants.
“You may find her, or I may get there first.” Brian kept looking around, spinning in place looking for a person. “I don’t know what your talking about.”
“Don’t be stupid boy, I know you saw the rainbow.” The rain suddenly stopped, almost unnaturally. Brian looked up instinctively, “I didn’t see anything.”
The hair on Brian’s neck prickled, a cold laugh filed the air around him, but then it began to change, it turned high pitched and child like, like a girls. Brian kept looking around searching for an origin of the voice. He turned toward a alley way, it was continually getting brighter. He took a step forward and squinted slightly. Almost before he was really prepared three figures appeared there, they were so beautifully colored that it almost hurt his eyes to look at. “It’s this way Buddy, I am sure it is.” The girlish laugh continued as the figure moved beyond his site. It took Brian a minute to register what he had just seen. His mind began to move before his feet had received the message, he stumbled and fell onto the road sending a wave of muddy water into his face. He stood up as fast as he could toward the place he had seen them, when he arrived they were no where to be seen.
Although they were no longer there, he knew what he had seen. He turned and ran for home.
The door squealed as it opened. Brian stepped in side and quickly closed the door behind him. He deposited his squelchy shoes and walked toward his bedroom in is damp socks.
The apartment was dark and full of dust. Some of the paint was peeling off of the walls. The carpet was heavily stained. The walls were covered with paintings and drawings all of them the same girl. She was beautiful and smiling. Her blonde hair whipped in a tail on top of her head, falling in soft curls near her face. A purple star was imprinted on her cheek.
Brian touched the play button on his answering machine as he walked past it.
The voices began to fill up the damp room. “Bri, it Brittany…. You really need to call me.” “Call the station… I need your service.” “It’s John…. one of your suckers just stopped by, he’s got revenge in his eyes you better get down here.” “You Pratt!!! I will find out where you live! You will not survive.!!” “Hey, umm, I got a job for you down at the motel…. If you umm… wanna take it.” Suddenly a cold voice filled up the room Brian stopped in the middle of buttoning up dry pants. “I know you didn’t find her, but don’t worry she will find you.”
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Member No.: 5
Joined: 13-June 04
All right.. I realized that up to this point it has almost been like builder. I decided to post three chapters today for a few reasons. One- the story is very long and at its current lenghth (it is unfinshed at the moment) It will take about 3 months to get through it. and Two - This is were the story gets exciting.
So you get a bonus three 'chapters' today, then you will have to wait untill wednesday for some more. Tell me what you guys think so far - I am still so worried about posting it.
As always READ AT YOU OWN DISCRETION
and copyright wrtc~ethieChapter Six
The rain splattered on Patty’s face mixed with the tears and making her even wetter. “There is no where else to go!” Her voice was broken up, her breathing had begun to heave in her chest. She never cried…. And now it was getting ridiculous.
“There is one more place, Patty.” Indigo was scared; she had her arm draped around Patty.
“What good does it do, we don’t have any money!!!”
“Just come with me, it might be different this time,” Indigo helped her up, the rain slowly stopping as they rose.
There shoes squelched as they walked, rain and mud moved through Indigo’s flip-flops. They moved through the streets silently, looking intently at there surroundings.
“We won’t be able to tell until Stormy’s done with her fun.”
“I know, I hope we don’t find anything.”
They had reached the door to a dark grungy building, a orange florescent light in the window was blinking ‘VA A CY’ As they entered the dark room a bell tinkled above them. The room smelled like moth balls and whiskey, and the furniture seemed to reflect the smell. There was a brown chair that had a large chunk taken out of one of the arms, and a folding chair that was placed against an opposite wall.
A small grungy man appeared from a door behind the desk, he was balding and had a few days growth on his face. “Hey, watcha want??” he voice was gruff and irritated. Indigo’s color had drained from her face, apparently the idea of talking to another person and scared her. Patty jumped in.
“We would like a room sir, for five people. One room; not two, one. We would like it on the ground floor, and we would like to pay after the first night.” She had said this exact speech to over a dozen other people. She had been laughed at, kicked out, told she was crazy. She was expecting no less.
“Sure, why not. Don’t get any business anyway.” Although his countenance had come off frightening, his generosity had apparently been on vacation. The girls exchanged looks of surprise but quickly masked it. “I need you to sign here and here,” the man continued, “Here’s the key, I’ll be needing that back when your done. I’ll expect to be paid tomorrow, or I’ll be calling the color kid.”
“The what?!?!” Indigo said in horror.
“The… Color….Kid, little girl. He’ll come and gets the money from you, even if you haven’t gots any,” he laughed hysterically for a moment at the look on there faces, “now get out of here, I’s busy.”
The girls exchanged dark look as the man turned and left. What a terrible coincidence. At least they had secured a place to stay, at least for one night.Chapter Seven
Brian moved carefully toward the door, his hand stretched to the knob. Voices were coming from the other side. His hand grabbed the waist of his pants. He swung the door open, and his jaw dropped. He stood looking at three people of his age. Although they appeared older then when he last saw them, he recognized them immediately.
“Hey,” Brian squeaked out.
“Oh! Hello!!,” Canary Yellow’s voice was bright as ever, “We are looking for Brian, we were told he lived here.”
“Come in come in,” Brian quickly showed them into his house. Looked up and down the hallway, and closed the door behind them. “What are you doing here?”
“We told you,” Buddy Blue huffed, “we are looking for Brian.” Canary meanwhile had noticed the pictures on the wall and pointed them out for Buddy. All three of them turned around looking at all the painting.
“I saw the rainbow; I haven’t seen one in so long. I almost didn’t believe it. But you three... I didn’t expect it! Where is Rainbow Brite??”
Red Butler’s eyes moved through all the pictures on the walls, “And I thought I was the Romantic.”
“You are Brian!!!” Canary yelped and flew onto him wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Whoa, you have changed!” Buddy said while gazing into one of the many paintings.
Brian laughed uncomfortably; he only now became aware that the three people in his home were staring into all the paintings on the walls. He suddenly wanted to take them all down and lock them somewhere only he could see them.
“Brian,” Canary perked up, “Did you paint all of these?” Brian ran his hand through his wet hair smearing streaked of color onto them. He looked at all the brilliantly beautiful paintings. “Ahh…. Well… the... thing is…..”
“You did!” Red Butler yelped, “I always knew you had the romantic in you! I had to rub off on you…. All the time you spent in Rainbow Land.”
“I did paint them alright, but only because I missed her so much. It has been so long since I have seen a rainbow and then today……. Where is she?”
“We don’t know…..”
“She’s missing!!!! We have to find her!!”
“Hold your horses, Brian!!,” Buddy grabbed his arm to stop him from running off. “She is here, on earth, but she went with Krys to find something. We are going to meet her later.”
“Well that’s better……. Let’s go and meet her then, she must want to see me.”
“You can’t come with us, Brian. He may have already found you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“We cannot tell you now,” Canary Yellow sighed, “We will find you again.” The three began to walk toward the door, Brian staring after them. He had an urge to go with them but the way Canary had spoken made it final in his mind. Right before they reached the door they turned around. Buddy cleared his throat. “We will see you again, Brian, we will find you.”
“Do not tell ANYONE we were here, Brian.” Canary’s voice was quiet, almost scared. Red Butler stepped forward, the other two exited out of the apartment shutting the door behind them.
“Stay out of the Dark, Brian; he will get you if you do.” He moved swiftly out the door, shutting it tight behind him. Brian was left alone and he somehow he didn’t feel safe anymore. Chapter Eight
They ran from corner to corner covered in dark garbage sacks they had found in an alley. The rain sloshed around there feet, and pounded on there faces. They had passed by a few people but no one gave a second glance. She looked ahead of Krys to see what awaited them in the next alley way. Her stomach dropped, it looked as if the color had stopped.. but not just the color the alley way itself. She knew she did not want to continue through it, but her mind told her the seriousness of the situation and the need to continue was too great. The darkness drew closer and closer…. Her heart was racing. It was within a few steps, Rainbow took a large breath of air in and as she stepped into it. First there was nothing and then it hit her like a ton of bricks on her chest. She was thrown flat onto her back, her head hit the pavement with such force a streak of light flew across her eyelids. Her mouth opened and screamed Krys’ name… her voice piercing the air. She could no longer feel the rain on her face. The pressure was gaining on her chest. She felt herself being raised off the ground. A cold laugh filled her head… her spine tingled and her knees gave way…. She collapsed onto her hands and her knees, breathing deeply.
“You should go home little girl….. you don’t know what you are doing…. I have already found him…. I already own him….. he no longer loves you….” The laughing filled her head again… splitting it into a larger pain than it was a moment ago. She felt her self raising again… her feet leaving the ground, her head rocked back as if it was on a hinge. She let out another cry louder than before, screaming for help, begging for it. She felt her body drop again, as if she had been thrown down. The last thing she knew was the rain quietly falling on her face.
Krys carried her in his arms…. his pace had slowed, his visibility blurred by the tears. He slowly made his way back to the meeting place. He had lead her right into it, it was his fault. By the time she had reappeared she was unconscious and bleeding badly. Blood. Blood didn’t happen in Rainbowland. It had taken him a moment to realize what it was… and now he couldn’t figure out why it was there.
He carefully lowered her to the ground in the corner of the alley way. He looked around to see if any of the others had arrived yet. He moved her hair out of her face, and placed her head on some soggy boxes.
“Rainbow?...” His voice was slow, shaky, and quiet. “Rainbow… please… don’t fade you promised…” The tears silently moved down a trail onto his chin. He had the urge to shake her, force her to wake up. He ran a fore finger across her Belt, sending a trail of bright color glimmering after it.
Suddenly her chest heaved as she gulped in air. Krys’ head whipped around, his hands flew to her shoulders.
“Rainbow…” He couldn’t help but hope. Her voice was shallow, almost non existent, but Krys could tell that her mind was not behind it. “He’s got him… he’s killing him… let me go… no… touch…. Hurt… stop…. Krys….”
“Yes… Rainbow I’m here” Her eyes opened wide… the terror was in them, she was so frightened that it spread to Krys. “BRIAN!!” She screamed his name so loud the rain around them seemed effected by it.
Member No.: 5
Joined: 13-June 04
Allright, guys here is todays 'episode' I am in between a show and a rehearsal at the moment so sorry if it's a little late. But this is how my world works lol.
Well you know all the disclaimers by now... so do not say I did not warn you!!
Enjoy, and keep the comments comming!! Chapter Nine
The smoke slowly rose from the cigarette in his mouth, circled in front of his face and rose into the sky above him. The rain had begun to slow, but it was still the middle of the night and the sky was still an inky black. Brian stood with his back against a tree, facing the grungy motel across the street. He threw the cigarette to the ground and watched it smolder.
Immediately after Buddy, Canary, and Red had left his apartment the phone had rang. He had jumped at the sound. He had been afraid it would be the man, the man with the dark voice, the voice that sent shivers up his spine. He picked up the receiver slowly and placed it to his ear.
“Yes?” He tried to keep his voice steady and normal.
“I need your services,” A voice replied, but it was normal not hard and cold, “Down at’s the Motel.. might have some no pays… some hors you know. Room seven, I think there skippin’… Mess ‘em up.”
The phone clicked as the man hung up the phone. Brian chuckled inwardly to himself, how stupid to jump like that. Brian grabbed some gloves and a black trench coat before he walked out the door.
And, now he was here, standing in the cold watching the room. He had chosen the small clump of trees by the motel, they wouldn’t see him there.
He lit another cigarette, and his mind swayed to when he was younger, when he had first met Rainbow Brite. Everything was fine then, they had there adventures, but nothing serious. He had first started worrying when the rainbows disappeared. He would watch the skies everyday, but never saw one. He knew something was wrong then. But now, the tone of the Kids voices scared him; there was something wrong. He wanted to help but there was nothing he could do. They were so adamant that he stay away.
Brian’s mind was snapped back into reality when a twig snapped behind him. He didn’t have time to think why someone was coming threw the clump of trees. He quickly lifted himself into the tree and perched himself on the limb. His eyes stayed looking on the ground, what he saw first almost shook him out of the tree. Patty o’ Green was walking slowly threw the trees looking from side to side watching around her. She followed closely by Canary Yellow and Indigo who were also on lookout. Patty stopped and pulled a key out of her pocket, Brian saw momentarily a gleaming seven on it before she turned around. Her voice was shallow and he could barely make out what she said.
“…wait….. open…. Signal….carry…” She quickly moved away, running swiftly toward room number seven. She opened the door and tuned around. Canary immediately ran after her and disappeared into the room. Indigo turned around and signaled for someone to follow her. Suddenly out of the trees Buddy, Red, and Krys appeared carrying something heavy that was covered by Red Butlers cape. “I am loosing my grip I need to shift” Buddy moved his hand out from underneath the cape. Brian watched as he wiped something that looked very much like blood off his hand onto his shorts. While they were shifting the cape had fallen off of what they were carrying. Brian almost screamed as he saw Rainbow Brite hanging limply in there arms, her hair and face wet and muddy. His knuckles turned white as he dug his fingers into the tree. The three boys quickly moved the cape back over her and checked to see if any one saw. The group slowly moved forward guided by Indigo. They quickly moved across the brightly lit street and into the room, shutting the door behind them. Brian stayed perched in his tree until the fear filled his senses and his eyes started to burn. Then, he fell out of the tree.Chapter Ten
Brian slammed the bottle back down onto the bar. He had effectively released his anger after tearing the pool hall apart, much to the distaste of John, and was now drowning himself slowly in a bottle of Amaretto having moved on from the Tequila. And, like all drunk and upset men he was no jabbering non-sense; although he wasn’t speaking non-sense, it just sounded that way to John.
“I shoulda run after her John, bleeding… dead… but that Canary girl…. No maybe it was the Butler… no, no… it was definitely the Canary.. she said I gotta stay away…. That he mighta already found me… and then that… black…. John watcha think… about the blood… and the man….. THE BUTLER DID IT!!!!” And with that he collapsed into a bowl of peanuts on the bar, spiling them everywhere.
“Goodness sakes, Brian, I ain’t never seen you get like this.” Brian lifted his head up off of the table and set his chin on his hands.
“I love her you know, I always have, kind of odd to be saying that about someone that isn’t human. From the second I met her, when she jumped off that horse, there was always something there. It wasn’t until after she was gone I realized what that something was.”
“Brian, I think you have had enough to drink. ‘Isn’t human’…… you’re off your rocker!” Brian didn’t fight as John took the bottle away from him and placed it under the bar. He just kept mumbling ‘isn’t human’ under his breath for a long time.
“But what about the blood?? There was blood?? Do non human people bleed, John??”
“I ain’t gonna know nothing about that.”
“I have to know, I have to,” He turned around and fell right off the stool. His legs began to walk , even though he wasn’t standing. “I’ll be back John, back with the alien!” John moved silently around the counter picked Brian up and carried him into a back room. He pushed Brian into the room, and locked him in.
“You got too many enemies to be walking the streets in that state, Brian. You can stay there ‘till your all cool.”
John walked away as he listened to the crashing in the storage room he locked Brian in. He chuckled inwardly to him self; for being such a brave, and dare he say noble boy, he sure could not hold his liquor.