Waking Nightmares|NewScapeSquad Fanfic

Anxiety

The dark haired brunette glanced at Nick and then at Tommy. She could have sworn she had heard a feminine voice speak moments ago. The lights of the generator flickered on as the three finished re-wiring the hunk of metal. Ashlie glanced around warily. She was getting nervous now that she knew the Siren was on her way back to the group, and especially now that she had heard what could only be her voice.

Nick turned his gaze to his best friend and caught the female's startled gaze. He walked over to her. "Is everything okay, Ash?" He questioned as lightly as possible. He had an incredible headache and he knew that it wouldn't be long before the Siren took over again. Ashlie cast her gaze over at the brunette and shook her head. "The Siren just talked to me..." She whispered as quietly as possible, as not to alarm the other three nearby. Nick's brown eyes widened slightly. "What did she say?" He asked urgently.

"She said, 'What if you never get the chance?' She knew what I was thinking about, Nick." Ashlie answered just as urgently. Her blue eyes sparked with anxiety and fear. Nick adjusted his footing nervously. He knew that things were going to get chaotic quickly, but Ashlie's statement sent chills down his spine. "We have to tell the others." He spoke suddenly. Ashlie blinked in confusion. "Why?" She asked. "We can't keep them in the dark. They'll need to know if we can get out of here." He added without acknowledging her question.

Ashlie turned her gaze to the three, who were huddled close together, glancing around the surrounding area. "I guess you're right. We need to find the last generator as quickly as possible, so we can get it finished before the Siren comes for us." She agreed after a pause. Nick nodded and ushered the three over.

"So what are we doing?" UNi asked, his eyes wide with fear but his voice steady. "We are finding that last generator." Nick answered as calmly as he could. He knew that UNi would go into a full-on panic attack if the brunette was anything other than calm in this situation. Cory glanced around the area. "That's all fine and dandy, but we have no idea where it is and, in case you've forgotten, we have a stalker woman after us." He argued, although his voice wavered slightly. As someone who had almost died from a stab wound mere hours ago, he had every right to be afraid of the demented woman.

"We just have to look. Clearly she's biding her time for now." Tommy interjected, looking at each group member in turn. "I can feel her presence or something. She's in the house right now." He added. Cory ran a dirty hand across his camera lens; a tired gesture. UNi shook his head slowly, as if he was arguing with himself. "We've only got one chance, guys. Now is our time to get moving before she comes." Tommy added.

Nick nodded his agreement and turned around. "Let's start looking."

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The group of five wandered through the woods quietly. It was clear that everyone had more important thoughts to preoccupy themselves, than to actually talk out loud to each other. Tommy was preoccupied with monitoring the Siren's presence, biting his lip slightly as he walked along beside Cory. The blond seemed to be getting tired, but left no indication of his exhaustion. The male seemed content walking along silently, his eyes trailing over the ground.

Nick and Ashlie walked side-by-side, also quiet. Ashlie stole glances over at the male when she got bored of the scenery in front of her. Nick didn't notice. The Siren's impending arrival left him on edge and the silence comforted him just a little bit. The whole group seemed to be getting increasingly anxious and tense. They knew that bad things were going to happen, and they weren't sure if they could stop them.

Nick was the most anxious of all of them; he didn't know when he was going to lose control again, and he didn't want to be close to the others when it happened. He would be willing to stab himself before he hurt anyone else in that group.

Tommy could feel the Siren prodding at his mind, as if finding a way to break through once again. She wanted control again, he knew just by the way her presence was worming its way into his thoughts.

UNi was focused on his breathing, trying to keep it steady. He wasn't going to give the group any sort of indication that he was anything but fine. Things were getting chaotic already, but he was not going to freak out around them, not if he had any choice in the matter.

Cory was exhausted. The infection was still writhing in his system, and he felt incredibly hot. He had a feeling his fever was back, but luckily the wound hadn't started bleeding again. If it did, he knew he wouldn't be able to walk much further before he had lost too much blood.

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The Siren paced the entryway of the house, clearly wasting time. A malicious smirk spread across her face as she felt the anxiety and fear writhing in everyone's systems. She knew that Tommy was aware of her presence, but did the other three know? Nick was going to lose to her soon, just when she wanted her plan to slide into place.

She was honestly surprised at the fact that they didn't know of her presence. She wasn't sure how she found her way into their systems anyway, considering they hadn't heard either of her songs. Unless their subconscious' had elicited that response prematurely. Either way, she was going to have fun with them.

She had been the one to influence the infection in Cory's system, and she loved the exhaustion and weakness pouring out of him. It was like a meal that she didn't even have to dish out, and it was delicious. UNi's fear partly influenced by her, but the British male was already a fearful person to begin with. As for Ashlie, those feelings for Nick were never romantic.

The Siren raised one of her hands boredly. Should she bring the event up short, or allow them to find the last generator first? Did she want to achieve that victory without a doubt, or did she want to play with her puppets first? The smirk on her lips turned dark. Was it even a question what her choice was going to be?

"Oh children. If only you hadn't been so easy to manipulate."