(Chapter five) From Below

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 *Jake awakens once again panting and sweating...another nightmare. he rubs his eyes looking around his dark home once more having left the warehouse hours ago.sitting up he groans looking at the time. barely one in the morning the light clicks as it displays the time. getting out of bed Jake tosses aside the covers showing he went commando his bare body aching from the bed. striding over to the fridge he opens it grabbing another bottle of glowing drink and pops it open when he stops a strange sound reaching his ears. it starts off low but slowly begins to build, a soft harmonic voice seems to waft to him a gentle singing the words fading in and out. slowly he lowers the bottle and looks around him but the hideout is completely empty. setting the drink down he starts searching for the sound but is unable to locate it. every time he thinks he is getting closer it fades away only to become clear again across the room. finally he simply stops in the middle of the home and the voice seems to reach out to him much clearer now*
"Oh my knight you have left me oh my king you have forsaken me what am i to do now cold and alone a princess without a prince a warrior without her sword what am i to do now,why have you left me here down below down below you don't hear my cry's you don't hear my pleas all alone all alone i lay here on this cold stone oh my commander you have left me oh my guardian you have left me come back to me come back to me and don't let me go"
*the voice is hauntingly beautiful and the words seem to be made of pure silver mystic as Jake listens to them but instead of feeling a jubilation or happiness he feels only a cold shiver run down his spine knowing who that voice belongs to. his eyes wide he stands rooted to the spot for quite some time before he can move himself without fear of falling over. quickly he gets dressed throwing on his combat boots black sleeveless shirt and camo pants he climbs out of the hideout. double checking to make sure no one else is around he closes the lid and starts walking around trying to find where the voice is coming from.moving between the streets he searches but still every time he tries to get close it fades and reappears in another place. he walks down a dark road until he comes upon an open sewer grate and the voice seems to become loud and powerful. swallowing he takes another step forward peering down into it. only darkness greets him but the voice seems to draw him in the cold shiver now a freezing cold on his spine but he continues forward descending into the depths of the shadows that call. peering thru the darkness he ignites his hands providing light and immediately regrets it. floating facedown and some face up lay the bodies of many men some look old and decayed others fresh. holding back the bile in his throat he moves forward sloshing between the bodies of the dead and peering forward the coldness in his spine starting to become overpowering his flames flicker as he tries to keep himself calm. raising the flames a little higher he calls out the name he dreads*
"Phoenix?"
*his voice echos thru the caverns and the voice stops singing. a moment later it speaks back in a sing song voice*
"Who is that i hear in my tunnels? tis it another of thy mad men or voice remembered?"
*Jake steels himself as footsteps light on the waters comes to him a figure slowly coming into view her body lit as if by moonlight and he has to clench his teeth down to suppress a scream of horror:the woman is young yet pieces of her flesh have been gnawed away or torn. blood drips in thick patches of coagulated black and red her eyes sunken and dim her lips cracked and  twisted her teeth rotted and bent like some horror from a nightmare she shuffles forward her voice light yet rasping like chalk on a blackboard*
"Oh how i have waited to hear your voice again Jake Brackson.....so long it has been....do you remember me then?....how oh those years ago you left me to die....TO ROT...."
*her voice becomes grated and cracked like a dead beast speaking its last words like nails upon flesh*
"YOU LEFT ME ALL ALONE JAKE....YOU LEFT ME TO DIE BUT I CAME BACK....I CAME BACK TO SEE YOU...."
*Jake staggers back his heart pounding the world seems to grow darker his strength seems to sap out of him like a cold snap*
"i-i didn't let you die...i t w-wasn't mean you know it i KNOW IT I DIDN'T KILL YOU!"
*his voice rings out as fear finally grips him and he starts to run away from the monster in front of him his movements feel sluggish and slow as if he is stuck in slow motion. the figure begins to shuffle towards him seeming to move faster then before her horrible squelching footsteps only serving to drive him further over the edge.running he rushes for the sewer grate and starts climbing the ladder when a hand closes around his leg. the feeling was like a slimy rag and he screams at last the breath hitching his mind breaking unable to comprehend this horror this terrifying nightmare...yes...yes that must be what it is...he will wake up any moment now. as he feels himself being dragged down he feels all hope lost until a hand clasps around his arm and yanks him up with the force of a bulldozer. the hand releases his leg with a hiss of hate and he feels himself hit into cold air. a voice hollers at him but it sounds so far away...who is that?...it sounds so familer.....a slap comes to his face and he sits bolt upright pain ringing against his cheek and a scared looking girl stares at him shaking...Dipper*
"What the fuck is wrong with you!?"
*her voice shakes and trembles as she stares at him and he is lost for words unable to explain what he had just seen his own body trembles*
"i-i don't know...i-im sorry Dipper i...."
*his voice trails off as he looks into the sewers below chills still running down his spine. standing up he starts limping away and Dipper follows him*
"i was walking to your hideout when i heard you screaming....i..i thought you were hurt so i ran and i saw you screaming trying to claw your way out of the sewer"
*her voice shakes on the brink of breaking and Jake stops turning around he gently hugs her as she shakes and he swallows hard*
"im sorry i didn't mean to scare you...."
*he speaks softly and she looks at him*
"what the hell happened down there?"
*he hesitates unsure if he should say but knew she wouldn't leave him be if he didn't say. taking a breath he swallows again and nods*
"i....i heard someone singing in my hideout....i went out to investigate and i followed it to the sewers....Dipper...it...it was Phoenix"
*her expression shows her disbelief and he sighs*
"look i know how it sounds but-"
*she shakes her head and swallows*
"it...it does sound ludicrous but....its entirely possible...she...she went thru awful horrible experiments.....she may have...may have gotten unknown powers from it and...and she may have survived"
*Jake swallows hard and looks to the skies*
"i am sorry Dipper.....i...i never meant to leave your sister behind"
*she simply shakes her head not speaking. back a few years ago Dipper and her sister Phoenix were survivors of the Meta-human research done by Blackwell Corps top scientists. they were catalogued as top candidates for a research project dubbed Crucify a plot to defeat even death.Phoenix and Dipper were experimented upon without relent. their screams were heard everyday and night. after the breakout Dipper escaped with Jake Shaoun and Ryan...but Phoenix never got out...it was believed she was dead for a long time but sightings of her were made along the years but nobody could believe it...until tonight. walking carefully Dipper and Jake get back to his hideout. turning to her he smiles softly and claps a hand on her shoulder*
"thank you for saving me Dipper...im..im sorry"
*she gently shakes her head and gives a small smile*
"its ok....i...i know shes dead...whatever you saw back there....that isn't my sister anymore"
*with that she leaves Jake staying silent and chokes back a sob. moving back into his hideout he goes back to bed not wanting to but needing it the nightmares lurking just around the corner....her voice haunting him from below*

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