Matt cried. He couldn't help it. One of his best friends... dead. Lying there, limp, was Nate's body. He was gone, but happy. No more dodging kidnappers from the red room, no more needless injuries. And best of all, he was with Christina. He may not have shown that her death tore him apart, but it did. And now, they were together.
"It looks like I've repaid my debt. I promised the red room that I would get him for them. You know, originally, he was supposed to be the bait to lure you onto the deep web, but then he chickened out instead, so I had to fake my own kidnapping." He explained. "But now... now you make the choice. You, or her?"
Matt looked up in anger. "Neither." He said. He jumped up, fueled only by adrenaline and anger, and tackled Jason to the ground, knocking the gun out of his hands. Both of them scrambled for it, but Jason got to it first. He stood up and pointed it to Matt, kneeling on the ground. He gave a small smirk, but Matt subtly picked up a rock and threw it at Jason's head. Jason dropped the gun, holding his head, now having a small line of blood trailing down his head.
Matt ran for the gun, and grabbed it, but Jason knocked it out of his hands, and into what used to be the security room, that Thomas betrayed Matt in so long ago. Almost all the screens were off and cracked, except for one, which was alive only with static.
The gun skidded across the floor, prompting Matt and Jason to rush in. Matt almost grabbed the gun, but Jason knocked him out of the way. He grabbed Matt by the neck and smashed his head into the unckracked monitor, cracking it in, then Jason dropped him on the ground.
Matt groaned in pain, holding his head, as Jason grabbed the gun, pointing it at Matt. Matt struggled to stand up, but Jason hit him in the head with the gun's handle, causing him to kneel back down. Matt looked up. The barrel of the gun pressed into his head, cold against his skin.
"What have you done?" Asked Matt quietly. Jason was silent. "You've left so many bodies in your path. Christina, Jack, Mark, Alex and David..." He started to cry quietly again, trying to hold it back. "Nate..." He cried quietly, before shaking it off. "And maybe... maybe even more. Everyone who died, it's because of you..." Jason's hand started to twitch. "So what's one more body!?" Matt screamed. "Go ahead! Shoot! It's just another body, right!? Just another life that you've taken away! At least someone can live!" Matt grabbed the gun and pressed it deeper into his forehead.
Jason's breathing became heavy. His hands were shaking. "Shoot me!" Matt yelled, half angry, half crying, but Jason was hesitating. So Matt used that to his advantage. He snatched the gun away from Jason and pointed it at him, but before either of them could say anything, Matt's finger twitched, and the gun shot off.
When the sound cleared, there was shock. Laying on the ground, was Jason. With a bullet in his head.
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Stay Away
FanfictionIt's been months since the red room was fully destroyed, and two survivors have been destroyed by their experience. Matthew Patrick, who has blocked out all memories of his pain, and Stephanie Patrick, who can only remember her pain. But when Steph...
