Chapter II: Returning HomeA Chapter by XerclipseAlan returns to his home. However, his pyschological unstability will be revealed
Chapter II
Returning Home
The scene
transitions to Alan walking through the woods. It is still night time as the
shadows surround Alan. The owls fly silently through the trees and the wolves
walk away from Alan. He walks to a house that is rundown. The house is made out
of old wood, and the windows are cracked. When he enters in the house, the
furniture appears to be worn out. Even though the likely chances of stability
are small, he sits on the couch. Several springs are sticking out but he does
mind. Alan takes out his blood stained hatchet and puts it on the coffee table.
He takes out a piece of cloth, puts it in a container holding water, and wipes
it on the blade. A black cat walks from a room and jumps up on the couch. The
cat’s name is Limbo.
Limbo: Where have you been? Its past midnight and you haven’t
told us.
Alan ignores
Limbo as he is still cleaning his hatchet. Limbo sits down looking at the
bloody hatchet. The blood seeps on the table.
Limbo: I see…..you did another one of those! Well you still
shouldn’t be doing that without telling us that you were about to do an
exorcism. But speaking of exorcisms, the last time you didn’t tell us, we had
to search for you and pull you out of the victim’s mind. You should have thanked
Nebula for that but you never did. But can I tell you what I saw again? You
were shaking, sweating, and screaming in pain. You were yelling at us that you
were burning. So I had to jump into your mind and drive out that demon.
Alan: Please be quiet Limbo.
Limbo: Don’t worry Alan, I am not dictating what you should do.
I am just spectator of all of this. Just don’t wander off like that.
Alan still cleans his hatchet. Limbo jumps on top of the couch
and walks past Alan. He is at the opposite of the couch.
Limbo: So….who was the possessed victim? And who was the demon
that…
Alan grabs a
bottle of alcohol. He drinks it while he pauses the cleaning.
Limbo: Oh boy Alan…..I hate it when you do that.
Alan: I am not a priest.
Limbo: But you still are an exorcist. Your work does please God.
You would make a great priest for the church and for God.
Alan: (turns to Limbo) DON’T EVER SAY THAT AGAIN! I AM NOT A
PART OF GOD!
Limbo: (pauses for a moment looking at Alan’s face) Then why do
you wear that cross on your neck? Don’t tell me it is just for practical use.
Sure demons don’t like it but I am sure it’s just more than a lucky charm.
Alan: You got it wrong. It is just for practical use.
Limbo: I don’t really understand this Alan, you really are a
puzzle. You use the power of Christ as you don’t put your heart to him.
Limbo jumps off the couch as walks away. Alan looks back at Limbo as some alcohol shines on his cheeks and mouth. Time passes by in six hours. It is day time and Alan is seen sleeping the couch with his hatchet on the table. His snoring can be heard in the living room. A young woman with blond hair enters out of the room. She does
not smile as she walks. She wears a white dress with purple patterns on it. She
walks up to Alan and puts her hand on Alan’s face. Limbo is seen behind the
couch and walks up to the woman.
Limbo: Nebula…I see that you are up.
Nebula closes
her eyes and sits down. Her hand glows purple as Alan is still asleep
Nebula: He saved a little boy from a demon.
Limbo: What else happened?
Nebula: The family was in
happiness, and in joy. However he did not join in the celebration. He walked
away…coldly.
Limbo: Yeah, what about why he left?
Alan grabs
Nebula’s hand swiftly. She has a minor reaction to his grabbing. He wakes up
seeing Nebula’s face. Limbo is sitting on the arm rest.
Limbo: Wake up sunshine!
Alan gets up and takes his hatchet. He grabs the bottle of
alcohol and drinks it again. He then opens the front door.
Limbo: ALAN! Where are you going now?
Nebula walks by and holds
Alan’s hand. Alan turns back at Nebula’s sad face but he pulls his hand away.
Alan: Don’t worry, I am just going to chop some wood.
Alan exits the
house and shuts the door violently. He can be seen in the woods from the
window. Limbo looks at Alan chopping a tree down. His anger serves as his
strength. Nebula sits back down on the couch as Limbo is still staring from the
window. The tree loses its bark for some time. Alan begins to hear some voices
in his head.
Voice 1: (in a man’s voice) Hey Alan, Hey Alan, what’s going on
today?
Alan: Please, shut up!
Voice 2: (in a woman’s voice) Don’t worry, we are always here
for you.
Alan: Yeah but you don’t exist.
Voice 1: Doesn’t mean that we can’t help you.
Alan stops
swinging his hatchet. He puts it on the ground.
Voice 2: Well I think it’s time for you to give yourself a
break.
Voice 1: No, I actually am impressed with his work. Its cool how
he cuts down those freaks, adapts to the bending mind, and slays the demon.
Voice 2: But he could have got himself hurt. Don’t talk to him
like that. You are only encouraging him.
Voice 1: Encouraging him? He performs exorcisms for himself. I may
as well be silent and allow him to do what he does.
Voice 2: Yeah you should. He is really going to get himself
hurt.
Voice 1: Hurt? Come on getting hurt is an everyday thing. People
get hurt whatever they do.
Voice 2: But he shouldn’t endure more pain. I mean look at him.
Alan accelerates his pace in chopping the tree.
Voice 1: Alan, don’t listen to her….she is just trying to make
you feel happier. But you are already happy, aren’t you?
Voice 2: SHUT YOUR MOUTH AND LET ME TALK TO HIM!
Voice 1: DON’T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT.
Voice 2: DON’T BACKFIRE AT ME LIKE THAT!
Alan: (swings his hatchet on the tree) SHUT UP!
The tree begins
to fall down instantly from that one strike. Alan then smashes the trunk
pervasively screaming. His sweat and his anger overlap his body. The voices
slowly disappear. He walks back to the house with his hatchet. Limbo sees Alan
walking back to the living room.
Limbo: Oh boy, you were at it again…talking to yourself.
Alan: The tree is chopped down. I will segment the wood later.
Nebula stares at him with sadness and disappointment. Alan
ignores her gloomy face and sits at the table. He is sweaty and tired like an
overworked horse. Limbo walks behind Alan and jumps up from the chair to the
table. He licks his paws and looks at Alan. Nebula puts her hand through the
door. Her hand glows purple. She turns to Alan and Limbo.
Nebula: There is someone here.
Alan: We don’t have time for anyone else. We got bigger issues.
Nebula: Someone desperate, isolated, lost, and afraid.
Limbo jumps to
the window and sees a thirteen year old girl walking alone. The fog develops as
she walks on the path. She has a black pony tail and a sweatshirt on. The sweat
shirt is striped with white and red. There is a heart seen at the middle of the
chest. Her baggy and worn out pants can also be seen.
Limbo: Alan…this one here is heading straight for this house.
Alan gets up
instantly and pulls out his hatchet and his palm blades.
Limbo: HEY HEY…BE CAREFUL ALAN…. THIS ONE COMES UNARMED!
Alan: Nebula?
Nebula: She comes in peace.
Alan puts his weapons away and then closes his eyes looking
down.
Alan: Just as long as it wasn’t an evil ghost or demon.
To Be Continued
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9 Reviews Added on July 29, 2012 Last Updated on August 28, 2012 AuthorXerclipsehttp://xerclipse.deviantart.com/gallery/, NYAboutHey people of Writer's cafe, what's up? You may call me Xerclipse and its about a year since I had this. I am 18 years old and I am at Mass Art right now! I write books with a lot of action and vio.. more..Writing
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