Friend or Foe (Complete)

Sickness

*EDITED 10-12-18*

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My eyes open, where am I? I look around the room I was in, a man sat next to me. He holds two guns, he hands one off to me. My hand grabs it and placed it in my gun holster? We sat in the quite room, its dark, the only source of light was from the light bulb that hung from the ceiling. The windows are tinted black and the room looked to be sound proof. The door open's, five people walk in the room, they look familiar. Three males and two females, they sit in the chairs in front of us. I try to look at their face, but they're burly. The man next to me pulls out some papers. "Rules," he starts "number 1 do not talk back." "Why," one of the men asked. He stood and walked to the man "what will happen?" he continued a smirk on his face. The man pulled out his gun and pointed at him. "Wow, I'm so scared" he said, that irritating smirk still on his face. A rage I never felt before filled my core, I stated at the man waiting to see what he would do next. "What are you going to do shot me, you do-"

*BANG*

The shot echoed in the room, his body feel on my leg. Blood poured from his face. His eyes forever open, his face forever stuck in shook. My arm pushed the body off me, I looked at the old man and he nodded at me. My arm raised up and aimed at the other people. They ran to the door only to find it locked. "Number 2, don't try to escape" The man continued. The people didn't hear him except one, she quickly ran back to her seat. With my finger on the trigger I killed the last three people at the door. Their bodies dropped to the floor, blood seeped their bullet hole onto their clothes. I turned to the woman, she sat in her chair, tear rolled down her checks. "Number 3, you mustn't have baby" he said as he looked at her "blue" her eyes widen as more tears rolled down her cheeks "eyes." My Gun now aimed at her. She looked at me her eyes stared at me pleading me not to do this. My finger twitched on the trigger, "ple-"

*BANG*

The sound of the gun going out echoed over her cried of mercy. A click of a gun was once again heard in the room. Something cold was placed on my temple, I stared at the barrel of the gun all the way to the man's eyes. HIS eyes were black, a sinister look was on HIS face, they looked so familiar. "Goodbye." HE said as he pulled the trigger, my body jerked to the left and fell to the floor. I landed in front of the woman her eyes still teary. She looked so familiar, they all looked familiar. As the world grow dark around me, I remembered why they looked familiar. They . . . . . she was my mother. . . . and they . . . .they were my family

*Darkness*

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As the sun came up the next morning, Marcie was the first one out the bed. "Chris." she said, as she shook Chris gently, "Chris wake up, its morning." "Wh-what?" Chris said hoarsely, he looked to his left to see Marcie. "Why are you up so early, it's like 8 in the morning." he said softly. He didn't get much sleep last night whit all the nightmares he received. He slowly sat up, a sharp pain shot through his head. He groaned in pain, his hand shot up to cover his left eye. "I thought I told you to sleep with your blindfold on. I told you your head would hurt in the morning." Marcie scolded Chris, "Now we definitely have to get you a Potion-O-Sleep." Chris grumbled in response. He just did keep waking up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare. Sometimes the nightmares would be so bad that he would stay up for hours. "Come on get dress, we have to go make that potion." Marcie reminded Chris, as she walked over to the closet. He got up and out the bed slowly, the room looked like it was moving. His vison burred and his headache was getting worst. His stomach felt as if it was on fire, he could feel the bile coming up. He ran to the bathroom closing the door behind him. Marcie, worried and concerned for his well-being, followed him. As she got closer to the door she heard a knock. . . She looked towards the door to their room and walked towards it. As she opens the door, she could hear Chris throwing up, he sounded like he was struggling to breathe. Seto and Ssundee stood at the door. "Good morning Marcie, my we come in?" Seto asked, He could someone in the room throwing up. "Is Chris alright." Ssundee asked as he walked in the room hearing a dry heave form somewhere in their room. "Not exactly," Marcie replied when she heard another dry heave, "is it possible for us to have this conversation in the potion room Seto." "Why?" Seto asked his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Please, I have to make something for Chris." Marcie tried to explain.

Chris sat on his knees his head in the toilet, his vison was still burry and his headache got even worst. It hurt to keep his eyes open, the toilet was filled with his infected blood and bile. He could faintly hear Marcie pleading with Seto to let her use the potion room. His left eye was shut closed as blood started to roll down his check. He leaned over the bowl, he took a deep breath but chocked on it. He coughed up a black liquid that landed on the floor. He leaned back over the bowl as more of the liquid came out of his mouth. Tear fell from his right eye, as his headache grew worst, he started to hear voices. They all started to yell at him 'Give in Chris' 'You can't win' they repeated it over and over again. They louder and louder to where he couldn't her what was happen outside in the other room. The floor started to be cover in a red and black liquid. His head slid off the toilet and landed on the floor with a loud thud. His vision gone and hearing slowly fading, he could faintly hear footsteps coming his way. As the bathroom door opened he was out cold. His faint ragged breathing was the only thing heard in the room.

Marcie was the first one to hear the thud, she quickly ran towards the bathroom, Seto and Ssundee were quick to follow behind. Before she opened the door, she looked down to see a black liquid seeping from under the door. The smell of bile came full force at them when she opened the door. On the floor lied Chris, out cold and covering his own blood. Seto ran over to him to check his pulse. "It's still there put its very faint." he said to Marcie. "This is way I need to go to the potion room, he could die." Marie explained to Seto. She quickly left the room to get some bandages, tracking bloody foot print all through the room. Upon her exiting Ssundee walked a little closer towards Chris. He noticed the blood was darker than normal. "Do you see that?" Ssundee asked Seto, "His blood is darker than most people." "I see." Seto replied in deep thought. Marcie came back in the bathroom, in her hands she carried a couple of bandages and a few rolls of gazes. She walked over to Chris and lifted his head onto her lap. She then preceded to place the gauze on his left eye. She then started to wrap the wound up. The blood flowing through his nose stopped but his cut on his eye kept bleeding. Not wanting to have him lose too much blood, she took the Potion O' Sleep she had in her pocket, and poured the rest on the gauze. She continued to wrap the bandage having place the empty bottle on the floor next to her. Seto looked at the bottle, he bent down to pick it up. "Is this why you need to go to my potion room" he asked Marcie. She looked up at him and nodded her head, "This is the only thing that can stop the bleeding. It also happens to be the last bottle I have." She replied, "I well, Chris is going to make some more." She finishes up wrapping the bandage on his head.

Marcie looked toward Ssundee and gestured for him to help her lift Chris up. He walked over to them and lifted him up slowly. Blood dripped from his soaked shirt on to the floor. Seto helped by placing towels on the floor when they placed him down. Marcie looked back into the bathroom, the floor was covered in Chris dark contaminate blood. The toilet was no better, it was filled with bile and the black liquid that fell from his nose. If you were to look closely you could see gold specks in it. She pulled out another potion and poured it on to the bathroom floor and in the toilet. She walked back out and closed the door behind her. 'The potion was doing its job.' She thought. Ssundee and Seto put Chris on the gurney they had brought in the room. They were ready to take him to the room. "All right," Marcie said as she saw them lift the gurney up, "let's go."