Posted at 2:43 am on Oct 9, 2006 by:
Gojinn
The Search For Peace...[Closed]
He sat in the corner of the room, covered in the darkness. The lights in this corner had burned out long ago, and the shitty bartender had almost done him a favor by not replacing them. He’d been there a while, drinking away. His recent trip to the city had ended rather unexpectedly. Hell, wherever he went nowadays weird shit was happening. Was it a sign? Was it his mind simply playing tricks? He was getting less and less sleep by the day, and taking beatings whenever he went out.
Could it simply be that he’d taken too much punishment over the last seven months? He’d gone match after match without so much as a pause. Hell- he’d actually gone a year without so much as a pause now. Time after time he stepped back up though. Maybe that was his problem. Maybe for once he needed to step back. Just one event. I’ll do one interview. Give me some time to heal up, get my damned head straight. Yeah. I’ll do that…
His attention turned to a bit of noise at the entrance to the bar. A figure had appeared. Gojinn hadn’t even sensed the approach in his deep thought. Son of a bitch! How?! How did she…And then he realized why she was in the bar. He followed her line of sight to another familiar face and smirked. So.. he was back, huh?Fuck! Stop plotting! GO!
He snapped himself out of his near comatose state enough to stand, and through the heavy hooded trench over his body, and pull the hood up. He tossed a fifty on the table, and made his way, quietly, through the crowd, shoving the door open as she left the entryway to approach him. Good…perfect timing. She was probably just as caught up in her own thought as he was earlier. She hopefully hadn’t sensed him, and hell- even if she had, what did it matter? She wouldn’t have been able to do anything… not with the way Gojinn had his hands on his gun and sword simultaneously…
He hopped onto the Honda bike, and revved the engine a few times, holding it in place while he forced the bike to accelerate in place, spraying dirt and smoke behind him, before taking off at fifty down the road.
The creature in his basement had become more powerful... or at least slightly less weak. Could it be him appearing constantly? Possibly.
No… you know it isn’t.
Lu? Maybe. Gojinn had murdered him, and even his father had helped once they reached that outer-realm.
It could be so many people, and that was what was really driving him insane. And… what was more important now was whether or not they were alive or dead, or dead and coming back…
He sped off down the dark and empty highway. He saw a car coming way off in the distance. It’s headlights seemed like the eyes of the world, right on the horizon, staring into his soul. He just kept going, staring into those white orbs, as they got bigger and wider, closer and closer.
It didn’t dawn on him that they were at the center of the highway until he was fairly close. He swerved to the right side of the road, keeping close to the breakdown line. He didn’t want to drive that close to a ditch full of rocks on the bike, but he wasn’t sure if the driver would see him. Apparently, the figure behind the wheel did, because the vehicle shifted it’s headlights in his direction again. He listened as the engine roared suddenly, and his eyes went wide. He leaned hard, and took the bike back across the road, ending in the oncoming lane, but the car followed him to there as well!
His heart raced, and he squinted his eyes at the headlights that were aiming for him. He heard some sort of loud noise… but it was so distorted he couldn’t tell. The car came clearly into view now, and suddenly spun left, sliding to a stop about a hundred yards out! Gojinn was going too fast, and quickly leaned right now, placing a foot on the ground to kick the back wheel out and come to a stop as well! He flipped his hood off, and threw the glasses off across the road, glaring at the red car in front of him.
He went to get off the bike, when he heard a horn… and suddenly the red car faded from existence, in its place a much larger and deadlier vehicle, an 18 wheeler, pointed right for Gojinn, who was dead in the center of the road. It blew its horn several times, and Gojinn, quickly thinking, pushed both feet off the ground, and landed on the seat, pressing off again quickly, and launching himself into the air, up high over the massive truck as it smashed his bike to pieces, sending out an explosion of fire and debris!! Gojinn landed on the damned thing and rolled towards the back, trying to stop, and finally did near the end. The trailer suddenly stopped, and the back slid back and forth across the road.
Once it reached a stop, Gojinn hopped off the back and began walking away, as he heard the driver get out. He shook his head. The cloud of smoke that had swept over the truck from the bike and gas fumes had given him a huge dizzying headache. He wobbled back and forth as he heard the driver speak.
Gojinn…
Gojinn wanted to turn around faster, but being out of energy, and suddenly feeling faint, he dropped to a knee and caught himself, turning only slightly.
He faced a looming figure, illuminated by flame. The shadow lifted it’s hand and pointed at Gojinn.
He saw the flames get thicker and fuller, towering into the sky now, engulfing the truck! Gojinn covered his face, trying to block the smoke that was sweeping his way from the wind, and see, but the heat was too damn much! He watched the figure start for him, and then suddenly the truck exploded!!!
Gojinn felt himself come off the ground and float a moment, and felt warm… and then hot… and then felt like he was burning. He couldn’t breath the heat and fumes were so intense. He flailed and wanted to touch ground, and then felt himself falling, and then the all too suddenly the feeling of hard ground.
He began rolling, screaming in pain as his body bounced along the concrete road. The skin on his body ripped and tore, literally peeling away in some areas. Finally he slowed, and he stopped, pulling his arms tight to his chest, trying to catch his breath and keep from screaming in agony all at the same time. He glanced over, seeing the flaming truck in the distance, the huge looming cloud of smoke taunting him almost. He looked around… no body. Who the hell had called his name? And then he turned and saw it, half a body, it’s left arm missing from the elbow down, his right arm missing entirely.
Blood and guts lay strewn about, and Gojinn just sighed. Must’ve been a fan that recognized him, curious as to why he sat in the road begging for death. His wounds healed slowly and slightly, his head still unable to clearly think. He got up slowly, noticing his clothes were tattered and shredded. He approached the body, when it suddenly moved. The left arm slapped the dirt, and dragged the upper torso of a corpse towards him. The head glared upwards, judging him silently now. The eyes pierced his soul, and his face went pale, staring with confusion at the sight.
Gojinn…
It spoke!!
...soon...
Wh-?
...soon... Gojinn...
He stood there, listening to this… thing speak. It had told him what he’d seen written multiple times now: SOON. Who?! What?! Why?! He went to ask, when the eyes of the figure stopped glowing, something Gojinn hadn’t noticed they were doing. They rolled back into the skull, and blood poured from the nose and mouth of the man now, as he slapped down in the dirt. Gojinn looked over at the road. He saw blood and clothing all the way to where he was. He saw nothing of the man whom had been caught in the blast.
But this wasn’t some new trick. This was pure possession of a man who was now dead.
Gojinn turned, and began limping to the road. No signs of life nearby, so he opened a portal, and collapsed through, right on the doorstep of his home, smacking his arm against it once.
When it opened, James saw him, and gasped in horror. He dragged Gojinn inside, and called for Allyson, she too screamed in horror. It wasn’t his worst state ever, but he certainly wasn’t okay by any means. They got him upstairs as quickly as they could…
[TBC]
