Hybrid Theory: A [Linkin Park] Spinoff.

Shadows Floating Over.

[Author's note: I apologize in advance if this chapter feels forced or empty between Eren and the rest of the guys. I am running on five minutes of sleep because I was up all night waiting for a game to download. Anyway. Rock on, soldiers!!!]

[Eren's point of view.]

Okay, the thought crosses my mind as I slide my headphones on over my ears,Chaz. Me and you against Mike and Rob.
Chester, distractedly, Uh-huh. Okay.
I sigh as I look up from my iPod to see Chester looking at Mike, tears in his eyes, Oh my God! I can basically hear you screaming for him!!!!!
Finally, after about ten minutes and as much of Chester's incessant whimpering in my head that I can take, I decide that Mike is lost in trying to set up a team match on Linkin Park Recharge- Wastelands and I also decide to get his attention, because I have a major headache because of Chester,"Mike. Hey. Earth to Shinoda. You in there?"
Mike looks up from his phone,"Yeah. What's up?"
I nod towards Chester, who is at this point looking dangerously close to a mental crash.
Mike looks at Chester,"What's wrong, Chazzy?"
"Mike. I know that you know I'm trying to stop, but it's hard. I can't do this anymore...I need help."
"Chester. Let me set this match up, then we can talk. Besides. I need a shower anyway."

[Twenty minutes later.]
Voices. Water running. I think I'm still on the couch.
A sharp pain in my right side.
I groan softly,"Ugh... I've been shot.... I'm bleeding heavily."
Rob shakes me slightly,"Eren. Wake up."
I groan and open my eyes,"Rob?"
"Yeah."
"Who's in the shower?"
"Uh.... Mike.... Chester...."
I sigh, fighting against the dull throb in my right side,"Oh. Alright."
"You okay? You look like you're sweating bullets."
"My side......mental link.... Chester.... gunshot wound..."
"Whoa. Slow down. You aren't making any sense..."
I close my eyes and slowly lay back against the headrest of the couch,"Can you get me a bottle of water and a dry cloth, please?"
"Yeah. I can get those for you." Rob stands up and goes into the kitchen.
I wince as another flash of white-hot pain surges through my chest.
Rob comes back out,"Now what do you need me to do?"
I force my words through gritted teeth,"Pour the water onto the cloth and press it against my side."
"Uh....this will do what, exactly?"
I slowly lift the right side of my shirt a few inches away from my waist,"Payback."
Rob presses the cold, wet cloth to my side,"Okay. Now what?"
I chuckle as I hear Chester yell in agony.
"OH MOTHER OF GOD!!!! THAT'S SO COLD THAT IT BURNS!!!"
I laugh,"Payback sucks, don't it!?"
Just then, Mike runs out of the bathroom, fighting his way into his jeans,"Guys. Something is wrong with Chaz!"
I smile and hold up the damp cloth,"That. Was for your guys's little stunt ten minutes ago."
Chester walks out, fully dressed, and holding his hands against his side, his breathing labored,"Thanks. Now it burns like crazy."
I flash him a smile,"You're welcome."
Mike pulls one of his black t-shirts on over his head,"Scare the living daylights out of someone, why don't you?"