Magic of the Created Lands ~ VenturianTale, Fallout and G-Mod

Chapter 3

Jordan shrunk back against the wall. What had happened? He'd been...his mouth had been acting weird, and now...this couldn't be real.

Sylar's drawings must be cannon now... He had a random thought as he looked at Jimmy's leather jacket and red top.

He felt a movement beside him and he noticed for the first time that he wasn't alone. It was...it was...

He closed his eyes. First Cywren, now this? Somehow this was more frightening...

This was probably how Cywren had felt. She'd accepted it. That's all he had to do. That was difficult when he was trapped in a room with a mass murderer though.

He opened his eyes and yelled. Jimmy Casket was right in his face*. He tried to back away but the wall was just behind him.

Suddenly, Casket was pulled away from him. Timebomb had a gun to his head.

"Are you alright?" He asked Jordan.

He was tempted to reply, 'No, I'm half left.' But this probably wasn't the time to be clever, "Yeah...I'm Jordan, by the way."

"Timebomb." He looked at the guy in his arms, "Well he's certainly had his fair share of Nuka Cola..."

Jordan laughed a bit, "Be careful." he looked at Casket, "That is a dangerous murderer that's probably going to kill us." He was still panting slightly from the shock.

"Don't worry, I've got him covered."

"You don't know th-"

Jimmy suddenly laughed insanely. With lightning fast speed he ducked and pulled Timebomb's gun away from him. His hood had fallen, revealing blood red eyes and jet black hair.

He threw the gun across the floor away from them and stood towards them, his knife in his hand, "Unfortunately, it's not StAb sTaB StAbing time. You're lucky." His voice was high pitched and crazy.

"Since...since when was it not...?" Jordan asked nervously, suddenly tense and right back against the wall again.

"Since right NOW!" He started laughing again, as if he'd made the funniest joke in the world.

Timebomb was still amazed at how he'd gotten away so easily. It was almost inhuman how fast he'd moved. This certainly wasn't a normal enemy.

He pulled out his last weapon; his flamer.

Jimmy just cackled once again, "You can never defeat Jimmy Casket!" He quickly batted the flamer away and stabbed his knife into his arm.

Timebomb yelled in pain and collapsed onto the floor, joining Jordan.

Suddenly, Jimmy started to walk backwards and talk to himself, "No! Go away! You're not wanted. Stop it! Stop it Gregory!" He winced, "Shut up! You always ruin everyth-" he suddenly stopped, wobbled a little, and fell, loudly, onto the floor.

Jordan sighed in relief. Timebomb didn't know why. Casket wasn't dead yet. He ran over to his gun and aimed it at the murderer's head.

"Stop!"

He looked round. Jordan didn't want him to be killed? All it was was an insane maniac.

"Why?"

"He's not...look, he's not just Casket."

Timebomb shrugged, "What do you mean?"

"He has a split personality, about three or four times over." Jordan tried to explain, "It's a long story, but the Gregory he was talking about...that was Gregory Casket...before Cardboard Friend"

"Cardboard Friend?"

"Another really long story."

Jimmy, or whoever he was now, mumbled on the floor. Without them noticing, his clothes had switched. The black jacket with a red top had disappeared, and his hair had faded to a light brown.

He blinked and looked up at them both, "Uhh...hi? Where am I?" His voice mimicked Jordan's perfectly.

Jordan gestured to Timebomb to talk. He didn't seem to want the guy to make a connection.

"Uh..." Timebomb looked from Jordan to the other guy's questioning face, "I don't really know... We just...'arrived'...too."

"Right..." The guy put up the hood of his now grey hoodie. He noticed an emblem in the shape of a Greek Pi symbol: 'π'. What was wrong with this dude? One second he was about to kill them, the next he forgot everything. He had a serious problem that he didn't even know about, "And who're you then?"

"I'm Timebomb." He looked at Jordan, but he wasn't about to say anything, "This is Jordan..."

"I'm Johnny Ghost, Paranormal Investigator Extraordinaire." He looked at Jordan, "Is he mute or something?"

"No, he's just, uhh...quiet."

"Surely he could say something then?" He raised an eyebrow.

There was a silence as both guys looked right at Jordan. He opened his mouth and closed it again several times before saying, "Well..."

Johnny was looking at him, confused, "You sound just like me."

"It seems I do." He replied bluntly.

"Come back to base with me. I can talk with my friend, Toast. He could help."

Jordan immediately nodded. Timebomb took the hint, "Yes. Let's."

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Hey guys, Naomi here!

First; the asterisk!:

*(Lets just take a second to imagine how Jordan would feel... O.O)

Woo hoo! Here comes Christmas!

It's less than a week! ^.^ so excited :D

Problem is I don't have a clue what I'm gonna get xD unlike my birthday... >:)

Of course, there'll be a special Christmas chapter out on Christmas Day...I have plans! ;D

Of course, there'll also be a chapter to mark the New Year. You guys decide who that'll be!

Also, I'm really sorry if I haven't replied to some of you guys' comments or read some chapters! My notifications haven't been working properly. Apparently Wattpad are doing some work on them or something. I've just got them back.

Fanart by Zora-Moyashi on DeviantART :D

Recommended book of the day: Struggle for Megaton by @MysteryEraStories

And that, my friends, is all. D:

Goodbye...! :'(

For now >:)

Hope your day's cooler than space!

Naomi xxx