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heysoulsister ([personal profile] heysoulsister) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream2014-03-03 09:41 pm

First Night [Open to Multiple]

Jodie Holmes, age six, sits in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room. One wall is lined with a mirror that is not really a mirror. There are cameras mounted in the corners, their power lights like unblinking red eyes in the dimness (not darkness; they left the light in the hall on for her). She surveys the sparsely furnished room with her back against the headboard and her chin atop her teddy bear. There is a flashlight on her bedside table, and she knows Cole is just outside. They should be safe here, and she tries to be brave - brave for Aiden, whose fear shivers the tether that binds them.

"Don't be scared, Aiden," she says, hugging her teddy closer. "We're gonna go to sleep, and nothing bad is gonna happen." The phrase has a practiced cadence to it, like a prayer, or a magic spell. But God hasn't stopped the monsters, and she doesn't know if she believes in the good kind of magic anymore.

She pushes her legs beneath the covers, but she doesn't lie down. Something is coming. She can feel it.
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[personal profile] johnny_truant 2014-03-06 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Only a couple hours? That seems weird. Johnny furrows his brow.

"But it looks like you live here," he says. "Did you just move in today?"

She seems suspicious again (god, already she's so grown up, Johnny notes with a pang of sad familiarity), so he hastily says, "I'm not from around here. I'm only here because you're here."

So, that's creepy, but she's already got a ghost buddy, right?? Maybe she'll accept his attempts at sounding all portentous and ethereal and they can move on from there.

Something else, though. "Kind of like him," he says with a shrug toward Aiden. Sure.
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[personal profile] johnny_truant 2014-03-06 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, no..." Johnny shifts uncomfortably, not sure what to do. "But I know he wants to help you, even if he doesn't act like it... and... I want to help you, too."

Such bullshit. He's no good at this fucking sincerity thing. But it's also true, he knows that deep down, and it's easier to tell this Jodie than regular Jodie. And she's still sniffling, and even if she doesn't remember right now, she dug him out of hell, she held him while he collapsed sobbing on the floor, she weathered that shitstorm and she didn't judge him for it. So, goddammit.

He shifts slightly closer and puts his hand on her little shoulder, gives it a pat and a light squeeze. "It's gonna be okay," he says.
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[personal profile] johnny_truant 2014-03-06 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Shit!!" Johnny jumps to his feet, jolted into action and hyper awareness as the creatures swarm in from all angles. Aiden is darting around frantically, frightened, helpless. Jodie is still screaming as the thing drags her across the floor -- where the fuck are the people who are supposed to be OBSERVING her?!

Except this isn't how it happened then. This is a dream, and there are no observers here. Just Johnny.

He stumbles forward inelegantly and picks up his sword again, like THAT'LL do any good, and lunges at the ghostly vortex that has little Jodie in its grasp.

"Hey!" he shouts, brandishing the weapon like a straight up idiot. "Leave her alone!"

He takes a good swipe at it, and, as he had more or less anticipated, the blade passes right through the creature's shadowy mass, met with only the mildest resistance, like cutting through a heavy patch of air.

What Johnny doesn't expect is that the creature actually splits; cut in half, it shrieks, and one half of it swirls terrifyingly around him before disappearing back into the wall. Its remaining half, still curled around Jodie's leg, withers and shakes for a few moments.

"I mean it," says Johnny angrily, staring the thing down, emboldened by his unexpected success. "Fuck off." He stabs at the creature again, and it pops out of existence, fading away like dust, leaving behind only a brief, unearthly howl.

This is all well and good, but there are so, so many more of them.
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[personal profile] johnny_truant 2014-03-07 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Johnny grins, wild and manic with the adrenaline of having actually done something useful, not to mention the deep, almost alien satisfaction he feels when he sees Aiden do the same.

"Yeah!" he shouts, all but pumping his fist. "That's what I'm talking about!"

He take another vicious hack at the creature holding Jodie, but this one is more resilient, or his aim was off; it releases her, but instead of vanishing it turns on him. He stumbles back, startled, and before he can take another swing it seizes his arm.

"Shit!!" He feel it reaching right through his clothes and digging painfully into his skin. Is this what Jodie had to live through before Aiden learned to fight?

"Let go, asshole!" he snaps, attempting to hit it with his hand, like an IDIOT. Now it's got your other hand, Johnny. GOOD GOING.
Edited 2014-03-07 02:29 (UTC)
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[personal profile] johnny_truant 2014-03-07 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
"OW-" Johnny manages barely not to drop another swear even as he hits the floor heavily -- thanks Jodie -- and struggles to regain control of his arms, when Aiden swoops in and finishes the job. Silence falls back over them, gradual and tentative.

He lies there breathing for several moments, watching Aiden overhead.

"See?" he says, panting. "I told you he could protect you."

He sits up and looks down at Jodie, then reaches out to give her a little pat on the head. "You okay?"
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[personal profile] johnny_truant 2014-03-07 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uhhh..." Man, he really did.

"Yeah, I have a habit of doing that," he says, feeling ridiculous. "But it's okay, when you get older, I'm sure you'll--"



Then he wakes up.