Possessed: A Gameknight999 Fanfiction (sequel to I've Failed)

Chapter 5

BRYNE'S POV:

The cop shoves me into the back of his car and slams the door. He then gets into the front of the car and starts driving. I try to yank my hands out of the handcuffs, but nothing works. This may just be the most terrifying thing that's ever happened to me, and as a person who's literally nearly died about maybe fifteen times in the eleven years they've been alive, I've seen a TON of terrifying stuff, so that's saying something.

The scene of what has just happened to me still plays over and over again in my mind. Tommy and Isabella have accused me of killing Tommy's mother and sister. Both of them seemed scared of me. Tommy even tried to hurt me, which is really upsetting, since I was his girlfriend. 

This isn't right. It's not fair! Herobrine possessed me! HE killed Jenny and Tommy's mom, not me! He was just using my body to do it! And Tommy wouldn't even listen to me when I was trying to tell him that! And he also thinks I'm going to kill him, because of what Herobrine said at the end of the footage... the 'Gameknight you're next' thing? That wasn't me! I love Tommy more than anyone in the world. I would never try to hurt him, even if my life depended on it! He should know that by now! If I really wanted him dead, would I have almost killed myself to save his life? OF COURSE NOT! I would've let that bullet hit him. But I didn't.

Am I going to be seen by a court? Will I have to go through all that? What if the judge thinks I'm guilty? Will they even believe me if I tell them I didn't do it? I don't know if they will, especially since there was camera footage of me (or someone that was USING ME) killing them. Am I gonna go to jail? Will they even let me go to jail, or will they just kill me straight off?

I sigh. Bryne, calm down. I don't think that the court is going to sentence you to death. That only happens in movies that you technically aren't old enough to watch yet. 

My mind is right. Not about the PG-13 movies (which I think, after the violence and pain I've been through, I should be able to watch), but about the court. I just hope they'll listen. I've never seen an actual trial, but I think they'll be fair to me. At least, I hope they'll be fair to me, and that's enough.

The police car pulls up at the court thing. He pushes me out. We walk through the huge doors and into a huge room. The cop throws me into the seat and I sit up, taking in the room. It's gigantic. Even though this may confirm what the next few years of my life are going to be like, it's still pretty cool.

The judge- a really haughty-looking woman- takes out a little hammer thingy and taps it on her pedestal. "Order!" she shouts. 

The cop who brought me in here stands up. "I give you eleven-year-old Bryne Thorne. She was convicted of murdering two people while they were asleep."

"Are there any witnesses to this event?" the judge asks.

"No, ma'am, but there was camera evidence," the cop says. "I have it with me."

"Then play it," says the judge.

The cop nods, runs up to a small TV, and hooks up the video.

The entire court watches the video, but I try to look away. I don't want to see it again. It was terrible seeing it the first time. I can't do it a second time.

The judge switches off the TV. "Very well then," she says, turning to me. "Miss Thorne, I will allow you to explain your side of what happened, and then the jury will decide whether you are guilty or not."

I stand up and explain everything- how we had killed Herobrine not that long ago, how he had snuck into my room as a ghost and taken over my body, and how he had used me to kill them. The judge and jury were watching me the whole time with interest. I wanted to ask what she thought, but I didn't. I just kept talking.

As soon as I finish, I sit down and look over at the jury. They're all discussing this to themselves, whispering animatedly to each other. Finally, a short little man, who I expect is the jury's leader, nods, runs over to the judge, and whispers something in the judge's ear. She nods and stands up.

"I hereby declare Miss Bryne Thorne..." she says, holding up her mallet thing.

I look up and hold my breath. Please be not guilty, please be not guilty... please...

"Guilty!" 

My heart sinks five feet underground. What? Everything I said was the full honest truth! You guys all know it! Why don't they believe me?

"I'm sorry, Miss Thorne, but your story of how our former president became a ghost and possessed you is just too odd to believe. It seems like a lie, and everyone thinks so. So, in order to keep you from killing the other person you mentioned in your video- Gameknight- we'll be locking you up in jail for ten years."

Ten years? TEN YEARS?! 

"Guards, take her to her cell!" the judge says. "Everyone else, call it a day. We'll go home."

Two burly men walk up and grab my arms, which are still handcuffed behind my back. They walk me out of the court and into a long, dark hallway. There is a cell at the end of the hallway with another man that looks strikingly familiar. The guard opens the door, shoves me in, and slams the door. 

I run up to the bars and try to yank them out. Nothing works. The other man is sleeping, so I walk over to the corner of the room and sit down. 

"Herobrine... one day or another, I'll get you for this," I say, staring up at the ceiling and hoping he can hear me.