What Are You? - Ohmtoonz Fanfiction

Distraction for Disaster (40)

Tyler was shaking. I couldn't tell if it was because he was upset with me or because of something...else. His arm is wrapped around my waist, holding me as tightly as possible. I was glad he was doing that because I felt my legs would give out at any moment. I was light-headed and drained from my constant tears and pleading yells to him that had occurred just moments before. 

I felt like I would lose consciousness at one of the most important times of my life.

"Are you ready for this?"

"You're making it seem like I will be surprised." I said quietly with a playful, tired smirk. Tyler wasn't entertaining me.

"You will be." He lifted his other hand and stretched his fingers out. "I have to focus now so stop talking." I crossed my arms and pouted up at him. He rolled his eyes and closed them. His face relaxed into a focus I had never seen before. Tyler was actually being serious about something.

I waited for a few seconds as Tyler did some deep breathing. I wiped at my cheeks to make sure I had no tears left on my face. Tyler's hand slowly squeezed me harder before I felt these sparks run through my body. I shifted and turned my face towards the room. It was slowly fading into black and I felt like my entire body had turned into a liquid. A small zap tensed my muscles and when I came to, we were in a darkened area.

A place that I didn't recognize. A place that was definitely not the bathroom we were in before.

Tyler released my hips and I stumbled over to a nearby wall away from him. He rushed over and helped me to my feet.

"Are you alright?" He asked me. My mind was in such a state of shock that I didn't comprehend an answer to that question. I just stood there, gob smacked and shaky. "Craig."

"That was awesome." I said quietly. Tyler gave me a confused look as I gazed at him and gave a weak smile. "That was fucking awesome. You were like bang and then suddenly we were not in the bathroom anymore. But while we were doing whatever we just did it felt like I got shocked and I don't know it was just really weird but cool at the same time..."

"Mini." I paused my nervous and confused ranting to stare up at him. His eyes were trained on something in front of us. I followed his gaze to see a man. A man with blonde hair that shone through the darkness. A singular light was lit above him and a table with another man on it. He was frozen in place as if he were a deer in headlights. It was then I noticed our surroundings. It was uncomfortably cold, barely lit, and several freezer doors were lined up on the walls. In the corners of the room, I noticed medical equipment and tables stacked with tubes and machinery. There was no doubt in my mind we were in a morgue. "Mini get behind me." Tyler instructed. I reluctantly did as he said seeing as I was in no shape to help.

"Well, Tyler." A voice that sounded too familiar rang through the large room we were in. I peeked out from behind Tyler to stare at the man. "I didn't expect to see you here of all people."

"What are you doing here old man."

"Old?" He laughed. "Hardly. I've still got a few thousand years left in me." He cracked his knuckles. I shifted my attention to the table. The man's face on it was blue and dead. It was terrifying...

Until I recognized the face.

"Uncle?" I questioned. Tyler put his hand in front of me and blocked my view.

"Oh, so you brought a friend? Let me guess...Craig is it? That's surprising. I thought you weren't attached to anything or anyone here. You were going to leave without a trace, weren't you?" The figure got closer and Tyler pushed back. As he did, I picked out his features one by one. It was without a doubt Mr. True. My mind began to race as he took steps towards us.