The Manson Effect - Pt 3 of 3 (747 hits)
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Submitted by Snark << snarkk.at.gmail.com (View user info) at 2005-04-28 17:58:10 EDT
THE MANSON EFFECT Pt 3 of 3
http://www.ubersite.com/m/64690 - Part 1
http://www.ubersite.com/m/64851 - Part 2
The ride to my apartment was slower than I thought it would be.
The surgical mask on my face made it hard to breath and the hunched over position I was forced to take made the bandage on my stomach push painfully against the wound beneath.
I was exhausted, hungry, scared and filled with the kind of self loathing that comes with taking the life of another, self defense or not.
I rounded the corner from Davie to Burrard and then stopped to get my breath and stretch. I was only a block away from my place but my legs had begun to cramp up. I stopped then stood straight and groaned as the muscles in my legs screamed, and then I jumped as the large glass storefront beside me shattered.
I looked at the shattered store front for a moment in confusion and then the front tire of my bike jerked to the right and began to hiss air.
Maybe it was the fact that I hadn't heard a shot or maybe it was because I was so damned tired but the fact I was in danger didn't register in my mind.
I stood there and looked from tire to storefront and back again when suddenly the scene from "The Jerk" with Steve Martin played out in my mind. It was the scene where he's working at the gas station and the sniper is shooting at him but hits everything around him instead. Martin runs around yelling that the cans of leaking oil are defective, never realizing he's in mortal danger.
The scene played out in my mind and then I saw the kid standing on the top of a car on the other side of the street. He was smiling and aiming the largest slingshot I have ever seen at me and behind him, spray painted on the brick wall was the slogan "God is made of cheese"
I giggled at the absurdity of it and held my hand up to wave at him at the same time he let loose with another shot.
I giggled and waved and then yelped like a kicked dog as the steel ball smashed its way through the palm of my hand.
I watched as the freckled, red headed, teenager pulled another ball bearing from the pouch tied to the hip of his jeans, and then I was up and running, my bleeding hand held against my screaming stomach.
I got about 5 steps and then I screamed in pain and my left leg gave out as a metal sphere slammed into the back of my calf.
I went down hard, face first into the cement sidewalk then rolled over and reached for the pistol tucked into my waistband but it was gone.
I stumbled to my feet then turned and looked towards the car the kid had been standing on, only to find him staring down at me from the top of the truck beside me. The slingshot was reloaded and pointed directly at my head and I realized, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that the next shot wouldn't miss.
I blinked and gave him the finger and then a hand reached from behind him and buried a butcher knife into the back of his leg.
I ducked instinctively as the kid released the elastic on the slingshot, then screamed and fell off the other side of the truck onto the street.
A sharp, red hot pain shot along the side of my scalp and I realized I had been grazed.
I took a step forward towards the sound of something sharp jabbing in and out of something solid and wet and my foot connected with my pistol where it lay on the sidewalk.
A second later I had it awkwardly held in my left hand and looked back up again to come face to face with the gentle features of my blood soaked wife.
We stood staring at each other in a state of mutual shock and then she smiled and I raised my pistol but it was too late and she was on me.
She was on me and laughing and crying and covering me with kisses until my leg gave out again and we both went down in a heap tears.
I don't think I have ever been so grateful to be married to a nurse.
A short forever later we separated and she grabbed her bag of pilfered food then helped me hobble to the apartment. She patched me up and took me in to show me the sleeping bundle that is my four month old son.
I stood there and looked at him and cried. I wept as the mere sight of him washed me clean of the filth and horror that had heaped itself on my shoulders, and then I took my wife into the living room and made slow careful love to her.
Later that night I stood on the balcony and stared up at the shattered moon floating in the night sky.
I shivered despite the warmth in the air and held Tina close, as she told me about the crazy things she had witnessed in the ER on nights when the moon was full. We talked about tides and werewolves and all the legends we could thing of that were associated with it.
She made a joke about how people used to think the moon was made of cheese and then asked me what was wrong.
I guess she never saw the graffiti and I wasn't about to remind her of the kid she'd stabbed to death, so and kissed her long and deep and then we made love, and drifted into the first good sleep either one of us has had since it happened.
We are going to try and get out of town after I heal up a bit. We're going to see if anyone knows why the moon is in pieces and if it's the sole reason the human race has become homicidal.
We're going to pack the car and head for the country.
I should be full of hope but I'm not.
I held my son this morning.
He looked up at me for the first time in what seems like years.
He looked up and he smiled.
User Reviews
Submitted by Stabkill (user info) at 2005-09-10 05:58:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Hahah. I noticed you got spammed before, "Haha" kind of funny. Do yourself a favor and use 2 accounts.
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-06-23 12:11:38 EDT (#)
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Damage Control
Submitted by ProgramGeek (user info) at 2005-06-22 17:34:59 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Revolutionman (user info) at 2005-05-04 00:34:32 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by QueenAshlee (user info) at 2005-05-03 23:20:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
uhhh...
Submitted by Benny (user info) at 2005-05-03 22:48:29 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I agree with Thecaes that it seemed a little hurried to get the story finished in three parts but I really liked the end with the baby's smile.
Submitted by Cryopaul (user info) at 2005-05-01 10:26:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2005-04-29 15:10:48 EDT (#)
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Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2005-04-29 09:42:01 EDT (#)
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"When does it start? "
I dont really know, I am a n00b and wasnt around for the last one but I have read alot of the stuff that was submitted. Anyone know when the next Ubermadness starts? Can anyone start it?
Submitted by missflibble (user info) at 2005-04-29 09:39:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
duuuuuuuuuude!
Submitted by wookie (user info) at 2005-04-29 09:22:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
"He hates these cans! Stay away from the cans!"
Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2005-04-29 09:10:07 EDT (#)
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I thought this was very good.
This kid is going to give new meaning to "terrible two's"
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-04-28 22:34:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Sorry to see this end. I thought this was the weakest piece of the three...only because it looks like you wrapped it up in a hurry. I don't know why, but I expected a longer story. Too bad.
Anyhoo, good show. Enjoy your break. Don't be gone long, Uber needs all the good writers it can get.
God is made of cheese -- I quite enjoyed that.
Submitted by Remission (user info) at 2005-04-28 20:21:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Now this just sucks... My favorite writer on this site has to take a break.
Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2005-04-28 20:11:54 EDT (#)
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you're taking a break????
are you at least going to come around and say hi?
Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2005-04-28 20:11:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
You fucker. Don't leave us.
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:35:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Thanks Bobl err Boblabul errr Bob!
I didn't take part in the last Uber madness and I doubt I'll do the next, but then, never say never.
When does it start?
EatMeCompletely,
The last Necro is going to be posted Friday evening after I get home from work and drinking.
It only seems fitting to post it drunk seeing as how so much of it was written that way.
Hope you like it.
Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:29:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:23:06 (#)
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I'm gonna post the last Necro and then probably take an extended break from Uber.
Otherwise I would probably expand and continue this
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,
Please come back for UberMadness at least
Submitted by EatMeCompletely (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:29:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Good stuff, I read all three. When are you going to finish the Necrosiac series? I hate reading things in installments, so I wanted to wait for it to be completed before I started it.
Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:26:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
PLEASE do more!!!
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:23:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm gonna post the last Necro and then probably take an extended break from Uber.
Otherwise I would probably expand and continue this.
Submitted by runswithscissors (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:21:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Why no more?
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:20:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Nah,
The story ends here unless someone else wants to pick it up.
Submitted by Xena (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:17:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
this was awesome!!! I love that you placed it in Vancouver...gave me some great visuals.
I hope you keep this going...it's a great storyline
Submitted by Yes (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:10:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Awwww, this sappy stuff has no place on Uber, hahaha.
Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2005-04-28 18:09:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Man, these are great, will there be more?
I hope so, please do more.