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Submitted by Snark << snarkk.at.gmail.com (View user info) at 2005-03-03 21:44:18 EST
NECROSIAC 36
Donovan squeezed his eyes tightly shut and did his best to ignore the cold metal of the gun barrel pressed against his head.
"The truth will set you free"
Something about the way his abductor accentuated the sentence by pressing the pistol harder against his throbbing temple, told him that he would never be free again but he shoved the dark thought aside and instead tried to make sense of his situation.
His kidnappers were as good as he'd heard. He hadn't seen them coming despite the heightened sense of self preservation that had come with spending the last two months on the run. One second he'd been exiting through the back door of the nightclub and the next he was disarmed, handcuffed and in the back of a car, speeding towards the strangely musty echoing room he found himself in.
He'd done his best to keep calm during the journey while goading them with the threat of making them his pets followed by offers of amnesty if they let him go, anything to garner a response that might give him some idea of his situation but they had remained horrifyingly silent. Something about the confident, purposeful nature of their actions told him that they didn't consider his magic a threat. They'd unceremoniously manhandled him into the room and shoved him into a plain wooden chair before removing the hood from his face and pressing the pistol against his head, and still they had remained silent.
No threat was offered, no accusation made. They had simply stood there while he spent the next short eternity willing himself to not look up. He'd been on the other side of the hood enough times himself to understand that, as bad as the situation for the victim might be, the ability to identify their abductor guaranteed termination.
So he had sat quietly and waited while his mind furiously explored every possible reason for why he was where he was. He'd managed to keep his cool at first, the fact that SHE hadn't found him was, as always, a relief but as time passed and he realized that it was THEM - The rogue agents, the death squad, the Truthsayer and the Killer - his inner strength had begun to fail him as the rumors that had been circulating the underground for the prior 3 months, flared to life and filled him with promises of agony and degradation. Finally he'd begun to shake uncontrollably and almost immediately the man with the gun had uttered his first sentence.
"The truth will set you free"
The fact that the voice that repeated the sentence was a woman's told him he was right about who they were, that he was without hope, yet he still refused to open his eyes or look up.
Suddenly the pressure at his temple disappeared and the terrifyingly emotionless voice of the man filled the room.
"Your name is Donovan Paulos. You practice illegal magics and are a ranking member of an outlawed Necromantic Pact. You are Undead in direct contravention of the Charter of Life and have been consciously withholding evidence pertaining to attacks on agency personnel and the whereabouts of the Necrosiac"
Donovan felt himself begin to tremble again and inwardly cursed himself for a coward.
"My name is Taylor Pratt..."
"Donovan" Interrupted the woman "Lie once more and we'll hollow you out and fill you with ants, like we did to Jenna"
The woman's voice carried the same hollow tone as the man's and he understood without a doubt that she wasn't lying. He knew at once that his long time lover had fallen to them and in the process had given him up. The knowledge filled him with a colder dread than he'd ever thought possible and he heard himself speak as if his mouth were moving of its own accord.
"Will you make it quick? If I tell you what I know will you promise to make it painless?"
"The truth will set you free" responded the man.
Donovan opened his eyes and found his vision filled with the dark brown stained, once white tiled floor between his feet. Slowly, he brought his head up and surveyed the room. A row of sinks ran along the yellowing wall to his immediate left. On the opposite side of the room, he could see rusty shower faucets jutting out in regular intervals and guessed that he was in an abandoned public change room of some sort, a condemned school perhaps.
A single white 5 gallon bucket stood on the floor near where the brown stain ended at a drain hole.
He didn't need to ask to know that he didn't want to know what was in it.
The duo were nowhere to be seen but a sudden ruffle of clothing and the now familiar sensation of the gun barrel returning to his temple told him where they had moved to.
"Where do you want me to begin?" he stammered.
"Three months ago" replied the woman "At the house of Hadrian Pasteur"
"Yes, I was there"
"You were the only survivor?"
"Yes"
"Tell us what happened"
"I'm not sure where to start..."
"Tell us why you were there"
Donovan gulped hard as he tried to clear the growing lump in his throat. The reality that his time on earth was rapidly drawing to an end was almost as powerful as his understanding that resisting the Truthsayer would hasten if further. He tried to take comfort in the fact that, after the night in question, he no longer had an allegiance to anyone, and that as long as he talked he lived, but it did little to comfort the fear raging within him. He paused for a moment and briefly considered making a run for it in a hopeless last ditch effort to reach the door at the far end of the room, but the sound of the safety being released from the pistol at his head tore the notion from his mind. Finally, he did the only thing he could do. He opened his mouth and let the words flow out as if it were his the last confession of a career Catholic.
"We were there to seize power from the Pentate"
"On who's behalf?"
"My Master's... Mutes behalf... and probably Madelines as well"
"Madeline?"
"Yes, the Pentate's Ex Wife, my Master's lover"
"She is a woman of power within the Pact?"
"Yes... well... she was, although, I'm not so sure about now. Half of her men were in the house as well. We had gone expecting resistance but found none so Mute had us secure the front hall while he and Madeline spoke with the Pentate in his study. I didn't know half the people there and I new almost nothing of what was happening. All I know is that Mute ordered us to guard the hall and so that's what we did."
"Why did Mute intend to seize power?" interjected the man.
"He hated the Necrosiacs. I don't know why exactly. I just know that he despised them almost as much as Madeline did and apparently the Pentate was sheltering them for a time"
"So you were sitting in the hall..."
"Yes we were guarding it when suddenly I heard screams and shouting from within the Pentates study"
"What did you do?"
"Nothing of course. We held our ground"
"You didn't rush to your Master's aid?"
"We didn't know what was happening for sure. For all we could tell it was a fight between Madeline and Mute. We didn't know if we should start shooting each other or celebrate a transition in power, and besides, one doesn't go to the aid of Mute unless one is summoned to do so"
"What happened next?"
"The fighting continued for awhile longer and then the door to the study flew open and my Master stumbled out"
"Stumbled?"
"Yes, he looked, dazed... shaken... I'd never seen him like that. I didn't think it was possible"
"Do you remember seeing the Necrosiac there?"
The man and woman were switching between questions and Donovan immediately understood it as a way of keeping him off guard but familiarity with the tactic did little to protect him from it.
"No. We went expecting to face the Sister but I never saw her there. The brother had been killed by Mute a day earlier"
"We know. Tell us what happened next"
"Mute came out of the door with a bunch of envelopes in his hand. We just kind of stared at him in shock, I mean, he looked... well... defeated I guess would be the word. No one from either house knew what to do...Listen, I know lots of things about lots of people. I could feed you information. You don't have to do this!"
"Stop stalling"
"...he made it past the door about 4 steps and the sound of gunshots erupted from within the study. I heard shouting too, I think it was the Pentate using old Necromantic. Whatever spells he was casting must have been incredibly powerful"
"What did Mute do?"
"I recall he jumped when the first shot sounded out then looked down at the envelopes in his hand as if he'd just noticed them. I remember him looking at them as if they confused him and then he got this really serious look in his face... worried even. He motioned us over to issue orders but then the screaming started and we all kind of turned our attention to the study door"
"Who was screaming that time?"
"The Pentate. It sounded like he was being torn apart"
"Continue..."
"My Master ordered us into the study to defend the Pentate but it was too late. By the time the first Acolyte got to the door she had torn it from its hinges and come through"
"Who?"
"Madeline... well the thing that was Madeline anyways. She had changed somehow... the face was still mostly hers but her body had been transformed somehow. She looked like a huge fleshy malformed demon. I don't think I could accurately describe it no matter how hard I tried"
"She killed the Pentate?"
"I can't say for sure if it was her but judging by what happened next I would guess it was..."
"You're holding something back" interrupted the woman "I can sense there's something you're not saying"
"No! Well... yes... I'm not holding back. It was just something strange I noticed. It probably doesn't mean anything"
"Tell us"
"She had a piece of flesh in her hand. She placed it on the stand beside the door as if it was made of solid gold"
"What was it?"
"An ear"
"What happened next?"
Donovan shuddered and squeezed his eyes shut once again before answering.
"She...She let out a high pitched cackle that almost burst my ears and then tore into us. She had these huge talons and these freakishly long arms. She looked half demon half ape. Her claws went through the Acolytes in front of her as if the men were made of warm butter and then before I could raise my weapon she was on Mute. The last I saw of him, both his arms were torn off and she had one of her own buried half way to the elbow in his belly"
"That's when you ran?"
"Yes. I ran... I was the only one who ran"
"Did she set the Mansion on fire?"
"I don't know"
"Is the Pact rebuilding?"
"I don't know"
"Where is the Necrosiac?"
"I don't know! But I know a lot of other things! I could be very valuable..."
"Enough" Ordered the man "Stand up and take three steps forward"
"Wait! I... I mean... you could use me to..."
"Shut up!"
The butt of the pistol slammed into the back of his head hard enough for him to see stars and he found himself stepping towards the bucket on wobbly knees. Less than a foot away from it his strength gave out and he collapsed in a trembling heap.
"Open it"
"I can HELP you!"
"OPEN THE BUCKET!"
Donovan reached one trembling hand and fumbled with the lid but his violent shaking was making it impossible.
Finally, he managed to pull himself to a sitting position and brace the top with one hand while steadying the bottom with the other. The image of a million ants swarming over Jenna's ravaged head ran through him and he told himself, they could kill him right there but there was no way he was going to look inside.
"No! I won't do it! You hear me? You're going to kill me anyways so why would I..."
Donovan turned around in defiance and found himself face to face with the empty doorway at the back of the room.
Slowly he turned and ripped open the lid of the bucket to stare at the empty contents with unbelieving eyes.
Nothing.
A burst of almost maniacal laughter shook him as he felt his mind teeter on the brink of madness.
Nothing... Nothing in the bucket at all except a small piece of folded paper.
Slowly he reached inside and unfolded it, half expecting it to explode in his hands.
He read the handful of words to himself then blinked and shook his head as he tried to make sense of what they meant. Several minutes later he was no less confused and spoke them out loud, in the hope that the sound of them echoing off the aging tiled walls might transform them into something sane.
"Spivey loves the ladies"
User Reviews
Submitted by zakalwe (user info) at 2005-06-16 20:34:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
mute AND the Pentate? damn.
Submitted by Revolutionman (user info) at 2005-05-06 22:44:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Charred (user info) at 2005-03-31 16:49:29 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Seriously?
Find a publisher.
Submitted by Malificent (user info) at 2005-03-28 05:21:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
o_O
Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2005-03-05 17:09:56 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Jo_of_the_golden_P (user info) at 2005-03-05 13:53:18 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
<3
Submitted by Xena (user info) at 2005-03-04 13:06:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
here's another +2, just because you never cease to amaze me
Submitted by Xena (user info) at 2005-03-04 13:05:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I am giddy after reading this! I can't quite decide if you need to be committed or not...I'm still on the fence.
Spivey loves the ladies.....you rock!
Submitted by engine13 (user info) at 2005-03-04 12:35:49 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Fabulous!
Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2005-03-04 12:23:45 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This is, in my opinion, the best chapter so far.
Submitted by Falconer (user info) at 2005-03-04 11:10:43 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Brilliant.
Submitted by GodLovesALittleLovin (user info) at 2005-03-04 09:30:01 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
pure awesome in a bag. This was good.
Submitted by Dannie (user info) at 2005-03-04 09:13:02 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Oh....wow.
Just wow.
Submitted by wookie (user info) at 2005-03-04 08:50:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I don't know how you do it, man. This has been pure quality since the first installment.
Submitted by Benny (user info) at 2005-03-04 07:59:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Good to see that the Necrosiac is coming more regularly. Everytime I'm on Uber the first thing I do is look for Necrosiac.
Submitted by Chinaski (user info) at 2005-03-04 02:49:35 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
gave me a savage boner. fuck, did i bite my dick off again!?
Submitted by Kre8rix (user info) at 2005-03-04 00:41:24 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Damn dude,
I'm printing this out so I can have a hard copy to read whenever I want.
This is fucking great, seriously.
No, seriously.
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-03-03 22:30:57 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Just read the article about the shootings.
Fucking guy took 4 lives to save a bunch of green plants...
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-03-03 22:20:05 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Holy Shit!
I just realised I'm talking to Robert Downey JR.
You sneaky fucker! (I love your stuff)
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2005-03-03 22:18:20 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Nah, there's no way I'll get locked up, well...nah, I can't see it happening. I went through treatment and I've been off the radar for a few months. Maybe I should do some volunteer work at a homelss shelter or something--brownie points!
But seriously--it would cost the Canadian tax payer about 150 000 per year to lock me up in a remand centre, that just doesn't make any sense. Give me a hefty fine, slap my ass and send me out the courtroom door promising I'll never touch drugs again.
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-03-03 22:12:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Cops shot in Alberta? No. I'll have to check it out.
Terry Pratchet really rings a bell. I've probably red something by her(?) years ago.
I've read so many fucking books.
Damn man. Don't get put away till after Shambala.
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2005-03-03 22:08:58 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Just finished reading it, this might sound gay, but do you like Terry Pratchet? I probably spelled that wrong. Fucking huge imagination.
And yup, I'm a free man. At least until the summer.
Hey did you hear about all the cops that were shot in Alberta today? So fucked up.
Rednecks and their goddamn guns...
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-03-03 22:04:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Hahaha
Thanks bro.
It's good to see you're still a free man.
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2005-03-03 22:01:17 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
FIRST REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!