Wednesday afternoon, September 10, 2014

The rain was pouring down from the gray skies. Jake stands there in the graveyard, holding Dasiou Rikou, a bullet hole in his head with blood running out of it, and mixing with the rain. Tears come down Jake's face non-stop. Jason and Brandon stand still, almost has it hasn't hit them yet.

Brandon tries to break the silence, "At least he died in a graveyard."

Jake looks up, as anger fills his face, the thunder rolls as he slowly lays down Rikou on the ground.

"He was one of my best FRIENDS!" he yells. He then lunges and punches Brandon in the face, knocking him back.

Brandon puts his hand over his right eye, when Jake lunges another punch to his gut. Jason quickly intervenes, and pushes Jake to the ground. He stands in front of Brandon. "Cut it out, guys!"

Jake looks up to him as his tears and the rain pours down his face, you can't tell the difference between the two. He then quickly gets on his feet and attacks Jason, trying to get to Brandon. "Jacob, stop it!"

He just stops trying, has he leans on Jason, crying.

Jason sees Rachel coming around the corner. She runs to them, holding an umbrella. "Jason I got your message, what is going on?"

He points his eyes over to the ground. Her face goes into shock, as Jason closes his eyes, still holding Jake. Brandon comes from behind Jason, feeling it's safe.

"Oh my god, what happened?"

"He was shot." Jason says softly.

"Why? Who would want to shoot him?"

"I don't know..." he starts choking up.

Jake releases from Jason, and walks away. "Jake?" Jason says, but he doesn't turn around, he just walks away in the rain.

"Poor guy..." Rachel says.

"I know, it's sad, he and Das were always close...and..." Jason starts to get teary-eyed; Rachel hugs him, and comforts him.

Brandon just looks around, feeling awkward in the situation, when he notices something behind the bushes. Brandon looks back at Jason, and then walks toward the bushes. When he gets there, he sees a man in a black suit with red outlines.

"What?" He asks himself.

"Looks like someone went on a killing spree around here."

He checks his pulse, but it's still good.

"Well, he didn't finish the job."

He turns around, to go back and tell Jason, but he runs into another man in black.

"Brandon! How nice to see you here."

Brandon doesn't want to look up, but he recognizes the voice...

"Zane..."

"Please, call me Shade!"

(Georgia)

Blake, still in an all fire form, they are still in the forest, not knowing what their next move is. Blake sees Alice come around the corner, carrying some berries in her hand.

"Well, here's dinner" she says has she lays the berries on her jacket.

"You know what Alice? This sucks balls."

"You're telling me."

"I mean, we're in the middle of a forest, I can't turn my fire thing off, and I'm hungry!"

"I brought some berries."

He grabs a berry with his hands; it shrivels up into a black crumb.

Blake looks at Alice.

"Oh..."

"I just want things to go back to normal."

"You and I both, you know, back when Hank wasn't a jerk."

"He wasn't always a jerk?"

"No, he used to be the sweetest man I've ever met...and then ever since we've been here, he's been a stubborn, selfish, jackass."

"I'm sorry..."

"Me too, about Brandon."

"Brandon?"

"Yeah, he left you here, wasn't the best of friends."

Blake thinks for a minute...

"Maybe it was my fault..."

"No, Blake, I talked to him, he just didn't want to deal with someone who had this kind of power, and I think it made him feel susceptible or something."

"That is not Brandon, Alice!"

"It was too..."

Blake stands up, the fire moves around his body.

"Brandon, was my best friend, don't ever talk about him like that."

"He left you, Blake...not caring at all."

Blake walks away, lighting the way through the forest has he goes.

Meanwhile....

"Zane, what are you doing here!"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Yes, I would actually"

"Well, I was here to kill that little Mexican here, but apparently someone's already beat me to it."

"Why? Wait...did you kill that Rikou kid?"

"Who now?"

"Don't act all smug, Zane...you we're always known as a murderer."

"I don't deny it! I've been all the way to Kansas and back...but I didn't kill anyone here."

"Brandon?"

Brandon and Shade look over and see Jason and Rachel walking toward them.

"Jason..."

"Who's this?"

"This is..."

"I'm Zane" he interrupts, offering to shake his hand.

Jason looks down to the ground, seeing Dark One presumably dead.

"It was you..." Jason says, becoming angry.

"Oh boy, here we go again..." Zane says sarcastically.

"You son of a..." Rachel grabs Jason's arm to pull him back.

"Don't..." She whispers.

Cops soon rush around the corner of the street. Zane fades down into the ground, the rest of the guys put hands up as cops come out with guns and point them. Dark One's body then fades into the ground mysteriously.

The Next Day, Thursday, September 11, 2014

""I can't believe you, attacking those people...Blake; you've got an anger problem."

"An anger problem!?" he yells, "He's the one who freakin attacked me first! And you accuse me!?"

"Yes...You know better than to go off like that...and since when do you throw fireballs out of your hands? I can't believe you made it here alive; do you know how many people probably hate you? Know you? Think you're a threat?"

"You're not my mother, Kristen!"

Tears start to roll down her face, "Your right Blake, I'm not...But I know what's right for you...I made mom a promise...and I'm going to keep that...so you're grounded!"

"Excuse me?"

"Don't talk to me like that...I'm going to try and be the mature one...why don't you try?"

Blake starts grunting, his hands begin to glow a red..."You're not my mother!"

Fire engulfs the building as the sound of people dying and screaming, burning to death fills the air. Blake walks out, unharmed...Brandon is there.

"Blake! What the F*** is you do!"

Blake flings a punch at Brandon molten fire flings off his hands, his eyes glow a bright red.

"Don't talk to me!"

"Blake!"

Brandon runs up to him.

"You killed my family, Blake!!" Brandon says

His dead sister soon appears right in front of him inside a body bag, zipper open to see the face. "What have I done...?"

"You will pay..." Brandon says.

Blake looks at Brandon, his face morphs into Zane's face, and soon his body..."

"Brandon?"

"Hello, Blake..."

"No, no!!"

Blake begins to run, fire surrounds him though. Zane fades through the bottom of the ground, and starts choking Blake.

"Die, Bastard!"

Blake lies in the forest, a ratty pair of shorts cover Blake's clothe less body. Blake, still sleeping, he begins to gasp for air...

Behind a tree, a kid, no older than 14 hides, his eyes glowing purple. "You don't deserve to live after what you did!" he says.

Zane continues to choke Blake, "You don't deserve to live after what you did!"

Blake's face is blue now; he would die any moment from lack of air. Suddenly, Blake starts to breathe again. The kid's eyes go back to normal and he starts walking out toward Blake, and stands there.

Alice then walks out from the forest. "Stay there, now." She says.

Her hand glows a blue has she points it toward the kid. She walks toward Blake, and kneels down, "Blake...Blake!"

He jumps up, as if waking up from a nightmare. "Alice!" he gets up quickly, grabbing the waist of his shorts to keep them on.

"What is this?"

"This, Blake...is Nightmare."

"Nightmare?"

Alice snaps her fingers, Nightmare snaps out of his trance. His face turns to shock.

"Who are you?"

He becomes angry suddenly, and lunges at Blake, a punch hits his face, and Blake steps back. His hands start to flame up, and he puts his fists up.

Nightmare quickly stops.

"What are you?"

"I am Harry...or Nightmare, my mother and father died in a fire not too long ago...we were staying in a hotel when the smoke alarms went off. I had escaped out the window, but it was too late for my parents...I saw you, and couldn't take standing back and doing nothing."

Blake's face turns into a depressed one. He takes his fiery fist, and punches the kid right in the face, knocking him out cold.

"Blake!" Alice yells.

"We're leaving here, and never coming back..."

Blake walks off, signaling to follow him, Alice just stalls for a moment, before following him.

Meanwhile...

His eyes open slowly, he looks around, and he sees he's on top of a rooftop. Dark One gets off of his knees. "Where am I?"

"New York City! You live here, you'd think you know."

"Who are you?" Dark One asks

"I am Shade, and I am here, to...well, kill you."

"What?" Dark One puts his fists up.

"Don't worry Joshua; I have changed my mind on a few things..."

"How do you know my name?"

"I searched up a few things about you while you were out."

"My face..." He looks in a puddle of water that was nearby. "You can see it!"

"Well, duh!"

"You bastard!"

He surrounds the rooftop in darkness.

"Please, I found you knocked out, almost dead, in a graveyard, you think I'm scared of..." Shade's face feels a quick pain. Shade touches under his left eye; blood is left on his glove.

"Okay...you're good."

Shade stands firm, when his chest area starts to fizz. "Gotcha"

He solidifies his hand to grab the arm that went through him. He pulls him through his own body, and starts punching the darkness. It looks like he is punching mid-air, but he can feel him, as can Joshua.

The darkness around the building begins to fade away, and Shade is seen punching Dark One in the gut multiple times.

"See, pathetic."

Shade's face begins to wrinkle up then...Joshua smiles, even though he is in pain."What....what are you..." Shade tries to get out his words, but he can't, he is too weak.

Shade then falls to the ground, and through Dark One.

"Weak, huh"

Shade quickly gains his strength back and tries to attack quickly, but his punches fall right through him. "Okay, you have some skill."

"Now what is it you really want?"

"You..."

"Excuse me; I'm not that kind of person."

"No you idiot, I want you to join me."

"In what"

"That's c lassified."

"What are you the secretary of defense? Forget it!"

"What? I thought you always wanted to rule over this puny city."

Dark One stops from walking away.
"Yeah, I read a few interviews you had with the jury...frankly, I love what you want...and I want it too...I think I can help you, and vice versa."

"If this is true..."

"It is, cross my heart and hope to die!" Shade jokes in a monotone voice.

"Then come with me." He fades through the ground, as does Shade.

Meanwhile...

Pickster stands on a high rooftop, overlooking the Hudson River. It's where he always comes to clear his mind, and think over some things. Tears come down his face, as he holds a gun in his right hand.

Pickster pulls a pistol out of his inside coat pocket. Rikou's eyes widen has he watches the pistol point right to his forehead. "You're a threat to the world, all of these 'power people' are, and they don't deserve to live!"

A tear falls down Pickster's eye as he remembers his wife and comes closer to pulling the trigger.

Rikou begins to shout for help, but it's too late. The bullet shot though his head. Blood began to rush out of it. Thunder is heard has he falls to the ground. A puddle of blood begins to form under his head. Pickster falls to his knees, and closes his eyes, as the rain begins to pour down...along with his tears.

"It's for the good of the world..." he says to himself...

He thinks about his wife, "I'm sorry."

He flings his gun into the sky; it probably stays in the air for five seconds before finally falling down into the river below.

"I can't have any more deaths on my conscience, no matter who it is."

Later on, a funeral is being held for Dasiou Rikou, some of the school is there. Also sitting is some of his family. In the second row, Jake sits. Pickster is standing in the forest right where he died; he can see the funeral going on. He stares at the funeral, focusing on Jake Harvey, knowing that he had a cause in the death of his wife. Jake looks over, tears in his eyes, he sees a man in a black trench coat, standing still.

His eyes widen, he stops crying. Somehow he knows the man is staring at him. After the funeral, Jason walks up to Jake, who is staring at his grave where he died, and puts his hand on his shoulder. Jake turns around and hugs Jason; tears fall down their eyes has the memory of Dasiou rests in their hearts. Rachel stands nearby, her face shows of her broken heart. Jake opens his eyes, as he looks over Jason's shoulder, he stares at the man. The man walks away slowly, almost have if he had lost someone as well.

Thursday is Thanksgiving!!! come on, who's excited?? Football, food, and family...I just want to take the time.....to tell you that Side-Effect will be up tomorrow, I would've had it up sooner, but it's longer than i thought it would be, there are at least 7 scenes, and I'm only done with 4...plus, I'm also up to 1,500 words...this is going to be one end to an episode...and it'll feel like it...this episode will feel like a season finale in a way! It's looking good I think! anyway, hope everyone has a good thxgvn!!

so, I can't beleive it, but I'm already almost through with episode 2! Epsiode 3, as I've said before, will probably be my favorite...anyhoo, just to give you a small hint, it will be titled, "Freedom No More"...expect ep. 2 ending in a few days...I'm about halfway done with the premiere of Lost Colony, but I won't premiere it until probably December...I want to get a good start to not feel behind in my writing. thats all for now!