The Con (Gorillaz Fan Fiction)

Chapter 21- Remorse

2D stumbled continuously as he slowly dragged his tired feet along the gravel and sand that covered the beach. This shiny hair waved back and forth as the wind blew the leaves and rubble in his eyes. he reached the edge of the beach where the sand slowly decade over the tide streaming to and fro,as it declined the mass of the tiny pieces of sand.

He fell on his knees and nearly dragged himself towards the edge of the beach,feeling a wobbly sensation in his neck that ensured he was going to burst out into tears at any second. His face looked disoriented and it stretched out onto the waves until the sunlight looked as if it had burnt his face with yellow rays. He kept looking down into the sea as if he could ocean as if deeply into the bottom where the weary fishes scales would disintegrate in the darkness of the muck. As if he could see right through the jellyfish that sped towards the old submarines that would propel the jellyfish and tear them to black shreds.

His blank,expressionless face held his dark eyes,and they looked as if they were peeling away at the sight of the sea.

2Ds face glimmered in the reflection of the salt water he looked upon.

Almost in tears he ran his fingers through the tough sand. As they reached the corners of his waist he dug then deeper into the dirt until he could feel the decayed plastic parts under the sand he kneeled on.

His head hung down in dismay as he muttered a barely audible sound. He clenched his teeth and grabbed the soft sand as his hands rose above the ground again. The sand slipped through the crevices in his long fingers as it landed on the ground and camouflaged itself with the rest of the light brown. He muttered slurred words mixed in with his roughly crackly accent.

"Why? Why do we have to lose two people in a short amount of time..same occupation and by the same person. Killed. Dead. Gone. its not fair..."

His crackly english accent drifted away as he sharply turned to Murdoc who was standing a ways behind him. He looked calm,as if he didn't care as he stroked his dark pants down to rid of the water on his clothing. Cyborg Noodle also looking quite uncaring, stood there motionless her long,crescent shaped lips were a bit twitchy, as it frowned towards the two dimples on her chin. Smoke arose from the top of her head, and slowly evaporated in the humid air.

It looked immaculately beaten up,as it were to collapse at any second. Her pale skin became a tad grayish and her clothing started to get a red tint,as if rust was bleeding onto the cloth. She dropped the large gun she was clutching in her arms,and water and green liquid mixed with seaweed fell out of the funnel on top of the machine gun. As it dropped to the floor the sand quickly attacked it leaving a collage of light brown,miniscule spheres on the gun.

2D stared at the two odd figures standing on the beach. He had never noticed before how peculiar they were before. Even with living with them for a long portion of his life. 2Ds face formed a look of disgust and confusion. These mix for emotions soon led again to sadness and despair after he remembered what had just occurred. 2D know Noodle was incapable of caring,once again peered to Murdoc Niccals. His face quite white now,his eyes even darker than before, if that were possible. He frowned as if he didn't have a human face. His frown was lower than usual; and he bit his lip so a wrinkle of his chin formed. He didn't say anything though.

"Cat got your tongue Stuart? If you're concerned about the band,I assure you we'll get another guitarist." Murdoc retorted ignorantly.

2D paused and stood stiff,he looked at Murdoc disgusted.

"WHAT ABOUT KITTEN? WHAT ABOUT NOODLE?? Are you even one bit concerned that both our guitarists died in the last year?? Noodle died! Remember? Now Kit? She must of been swallowed by that whale you put in the water to guard my room..."He continued meekly.

Murdoc stared out to the sea and stared for a few seconds. He turned back to 2D lazily.

"Probably."

2D sat down again on the sand emotions running from his head to his face. Bruises and scars covered his body.

"Probably." 2D repeated Murdoc.

He looked down again and tried to block his mind with anything else other than something as sad as the whale swallowing Kit. But the thoughts crystallized in his head again.

Unsuccessfully he started to ponder around the sand,making little pictures in it. To another eyes it might of been dents in the sand that would quickly fill up again as it glided downwards in the crevices in the tiny hills.

He heard Murdoc approach him.

"Stop being so gloomy you old killjoy."

"How can I be happy.

Kit just died, whats wrong with you?"

And it would never happened if you just gave him what he wanted in the first place."

"What was that? The manatee? ..."

2D got up ignoring Murdoc and stared out to the "paradise" he was in. He observed the beach and out on the ocean it was quickly getting dark. The strands of sunlight on the water were stealthily disappearing from view. He looked at the sky.

"Not a cloud in sight." 2D scratched the back of his head and felt a lump.

"Musta gotten it from that stewpid boogey man." He thought.

He felt his arm. The rough burnt skin touched by the monster was still there too.

The sky turned orange and the yellow sun started to look like a dim glowing butter on bluish greenish egg whites.

2D thought to himself, "I would do anything to get off this beach."

2D was trapped in a world Murdoc had created for him. He had been always imprisoned in his room at the bottom of the underground beach with only a small circled window to look out off and it didn't show any land. It was far too deep in the water to stare at the glorious mane of sunlight on the sea. Instead 2D was only able to see an area of water-under the water of course.And on top of all his stressing problems a pesky whale was kept next to his room was kept to guard the small tainted window.

"Oh God I hate whales." He thought.

Everywhere 2D looked there was water. The only way to escape was a plane or a boat and the odds were turned from him. He didn't have any supplies to escape. He had a submarine of course but the engine was always taken out by Murdoc, and wasn't of any use.

Feeling Quite sad to an extent 2D look around to the sea then the beach. Then he noticed a figure in the distance.

It was the cyborg Noodle.

She stood still in the exact position that Murdoc had left her. Steam still levitating from her head. Her gigantic machine gun still on the ground covered in sand. 2D grimaced and walked toward her,his bare feet making quiet crunching sounds on the ground as he did. Right in front of the robot he grabbed her as if she were a ragdoll and quickly collapsed to the ground under the weight.

"Androids and their metal and such. Can't bare it. Nope,nope."

He tried again grabbing her hand instead and dragging it towards the large metal door that was the entrance to the large mansion. Wheezing 2D let go and sat down. He was too tired to carry such a heavy object. He suddenly remembered a picture in his head of Kit getting devoured by the whale,or worse-the boogeyman. He never felt so sad before. He wasn't surprised that Murdoc didn't care about anything,besides himself and his belongings. He seemed to care about the band but 2D figured it was only for the money he would daily bathe himself in.

2D sighed his eyes somewhat closed.

"That bastard...cant belive he didn't -"

A large sound wheezed out from somewhere in the distance.

2D peered to the dysfunctional Noodle. It was still on the floor completely still.

He heard the screechy sound again, and looked in every direction possible.

It wasn't from the robot lying on the floor.

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Lol. Mello drama plz.