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 Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 1:56 pm
That was that. Björn started up the stairs and threw the door to Liam's room open, immediately dropping to his knees. Liam caught the hint and scrounged around for a pocket knife, beginning to re-carve that damnable symbol back into his floor.
"Ethan, just a few more minutes, and you'll be okay. Just stay awake a little bit longer."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 1:58 pm
Ethan looked sad again, far sadder.
"I can't," he said quietly. "Just let me sleep. My head hurts too much."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:00 pm
"No," Björn said, pausing a moment to offer his arm to Liam, who seemed ready to slit his own wrist again. Liam just refused it.
"Listen to me, Ethan. You've stayed awake so long already. Only a few more seconds."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:02 pm
Ethan murmured rebelliously, eyes closing again and rolling slightly under their lids.
"Can't..."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:04 pm
That was that.
"Okay," Björn whispered and leaned down to give Ethan yet another head-kiss. In one swift movement, he snapped Ethan's neck, finally letting the poor kid 'sleep'. Three little orbs clicked closed, and they were smashed against the blood.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:06 pm
Ethan didn't feel a thing. The object inside him, however, gave a brief protest of angry static before deactivating.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:10 pm
Hells immediately bolted from the room. He didn't want to be here when that Thing re-emerged and decided to attack him again. Liam blinked at Björn and the body, deciding it wasn't his place and standing.
"I'm gonna go help Marcos." He waited a moment for a response but, receiving none, just left the room, closing the door behind him. A moment or two later, Björn laid Ethan's body on the floor, drawing his knees up to his chest and staring.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:14 pm
Out of everything odd and unexplainable that had happened to Ethan in the past four years of his life, this was decidedly the oddest. When his new body - was it, really? He wasn't sure - simply....well, raised itself from blood, appearing whole and noticably unclothed, he simply laid on the floor a moment, taking long, deep breaths and wondering what the hell was going on. A beat later he raised his head, and found himself looking at himself. Only deader.
"HOLY MOTHER OF ******** s**t."
He scrambled back, cursing vividly in no less than six different languages.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:15 pm
Björn looked up and blinked, smiling brightly after a moment. He used a sheet to cover the body and brought another to Ethan, offering it to him to cover up.
"I told you it would be okay. You're fine," he said quietly, still sobbing.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:17 pm
Taking the sheet and wrapping himself up like a mummy, Ethan stared at the corpse on the floor with a rigid expression.
"What. But. I. NNGH."
And somewhere from downstairs, Marcos was yelling loudly.
"Ethan? Ethan, you alright?"
Ethan, leaning against Björn and bursting into tears, didn't hear him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:19 pm
Björn just yelled an affirmative phrase back, not paying Marcos much attention, and pulled Ethan to him.
"Shhh, s'okay. You'll be fine. You scared th's**t outta me, kid. I thought you were dead for good."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:22 pm
Ethan just sobbed something intelligible in a mash of English and Slovak, clinging to Björn for a very long time. He only pulled away to wipe his face on the sheet, face scrunched up against a sneeze.
"I...I thought I did, for a while," he admitted. "Die, I mean. I just stopped. And then I was awake again, and my head..."
He struggled against the sneeze a moment longer, and then gave in. It was entirely unremarkable for a sneeze, except that every light in the house, on or not, flickered brightly and blew out.
".....oops."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:24 pm
Björn just laughed, more out of relief than anything else. So lookee there, Ethan has a power!
"Whatever. Lights can be re-wired and replaced."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:27 pm
Head cocked to one side as though listening to something, Ethan winced.
"And televisions," he mumbled quickly. Absence of electrical hum was bad. Damn. He'd have to work on that.
"Hey, lightning bug! You gonna ******** come down here or what?"
Ethan gave a startled laugh, wiping his eyes again hurriedly and squinting around. Drat, he'd lost his glasses...he reached up to his throat and blanched, looking for the emerald. He looked at the body on the floor and gave a resigned sigh, averting his face as he unclasped the bloodied chain and strung it back around his neck.
"Coming," he called, looking back at Björn and hugging him very hard for another good five minutes.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 7:25 pm
__Part 13
Ethan had been sitting outside all day. This was mostly due to the fact that if he so much as coughed, he broke something electronic. It was becoming a little irritating. So, to remove himself from the problem before he alienated anyone trying to watch television, use kitchen appliances or anything else for that matter, he sat under a tree trying not to cause trouble.
He did, however, find an amusement in levitating a fork he'd snatched from the kitchen.
"So cool," he murmured, watching blue licks of static conduct off the utensil as it floated between his hands, spinning slowly. He laughed like a child with a new toy, greatly enjoying himself. Until, predictably, he sneezed and sent the fork flying into the tree. "Ah. Crap."
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