Morgue Than Words
409 In Your Coffee Maker - Green Day
Two Years Later (2007):
"Bri, would you be an angel and hand me the scalpel?" I asked "Yeah, not a problem. I'll get that for ya!" she replied. in record time she was back with the scalpel. "Thank you Bri."
I sliced into the cadaver's abdomen starting the plus shaped incision that would take up this man's entire torso. After about an hour, Bri and I were done, and had found this guy's cause of death. Once an a while the FBI and NYPD give us cadavers that they can't fit in their morgues, and other times their mortician's cant find the Cause Of Death.
Brianna had to leave work early because she had been told by Natalie that Chassidy may be coming into town.
Chassidy had been the whole reason Bri, Nat and I moved to New York from Pennsylvania. I must say though, we are making pretty good moneys morticians as compared to Cashiers in the mall.
After I was finished at work I started the walk to the apartment. I have always been careful on my walks home since my dream that I had two years ago. There was a guy named Zack in it who I had met at Hot Topic on one of my shifts there. We talked about music for a bit, he said he was in a band, and that they had about three CD's out at the time. I bought them later that day and listened to all three of them.
Zack had conveniently left out the part about him and his friends being Vampire Hunters as well.
Like I had been saying though, I have been careful on my walks home from the morgue ever since that dream. I have had the dream every night since we moved to new york, and I wake up in a cold sweat every time, and last night wasn't an exception.
Every night the dreams get more and more violent, and change a little more each time. Like a few weeks ago when I had the dream, I had been shot in the heart with a vervain soaked wooden bullet in the heart by a guy that they called the Rev. Other times a guy called Gates or even Syn stabs me with a stake. Or even the bigger guy they call Shadows rips by head off my shoulders. Once in a blue moon the guy called christ or JC injects me with Vervain and they bury me alive. But the one thing that is consistent in all my dreams except the first one is the fact that Zack always says he is sorry before I get killed, and after I die I wake up in sweat drenched blankets with tears rolling down my cheeks, or I wake up screaming or I am screaming in my sleep and Brianna or Natalie come in and wake me up. I have told them about my dreams, but they always say the same thing, its only a dream…
I get in the apartment safely, as usual and I haven't been mugged for about three weeks now!
Natalie isn't home, but she's at the bar trying to lure someone in to come home with her, she fucks them, drains them of blood and dumps their body in a dumpster before setting them on fire.
Brianna is on the phone arguing with her older sister Allyson about something random or Chassidy. I think I am right with the prediction that it is most likely Chassidy they are arguing about.
I went to my room and shut the door, stripping out of my clothes and into my hunting garb for tonight. It was midnight when I went out, I saw the usual groups of people that we out at this time of night, 'wanna be Baddies', Gangs, druggies, and the like. I walked past about five prostitutes, and then eventually hailed a cab.
It was too cold out tonight for my liking. I got out of the cab when we stopped at Central Park. There were a few people here, so I quickly found someone to drink. I walked up to them, they were far enough away from people that they could be drained and hidden without suspicion.
I drained the blood out of their neck and drug them off into the woods when someone saw me. They walked up to me and pulled out a gun. It was a cop. I walked up to him and compelled him into thinking that nothing happened and he left.
I started my trek back home, when I saw movement in the one alley. Normally this doesn't bother me but I had a gut feeling that I would be involved in this somehow.
I started walking faster A shorter guy with black and white hair ran in front of me. I stopped dead in my tracks. Another guy with a fedora walked up behind me and grabbed me by the arms. A lanky guy walked up next and following him was a buffer guy.
I stared fighting against the guy with the fedora when I was hit in the head with a baseball bat. I was slightly dazed but the bat broke when it made impact with my head.
The guy with the fedora spoke up, "She's a feisty one guys…I like it!" My eyes tuned red, I was pissed off right now. All this fighting was making me hungry too. I turned my head around and bit the guy with the fedora's neck and started draining him and soon I let go. The buff guy tried to grab me but I nailed him in the head, knocking him out with one punch. The short guy had a dart gun, and he shot a syringe at me. Judging by the smell of the liquid that came out it was vervain. The lanky guy too tried to grab me, I ducked and tripped him making him fall flat on his ass. They all stopped fighting. I saw there was only one guy left but he was frozen in his spot, a look of shock and horror plastered on his face. I started walking towards him slowly, and with each step I had taken towards him the more fear I could smell radiating off him.
The closer I had gotten to the man the more familiar he looked, and then it hit me like a train. It was Zack. I had a million thoughts running though my head, like wether I should take him back to the apartment with me and keep him there, or let him go. If I kept him we could hold him for ransom with his friends. We would blackmail his friends with him, or, I can just let him go now. Letting him go could end in him finding me again and trying to kill me now that he knows what I am and where I am. Brianna, Natalie and I don't have the money to run to california yet so I cant do that if I do let Zack go.
I compelled him to go to sleep and he did. I got him back to the apartment and laid him down on the couch. I called my boss saying I couldn't come into work for a while, because I was 'Sick'.
Bri was off the phone and Natalie came out of her room and looked at me. I sat in the chair next to the fireplace pinching the bridge of my nose. Zacky woke up and started feeling out.
"Raven, don't tell m-" Natalie started before I interrupted her. "No Nat, I didn't bring him here by choice. His friends tried to KILL me, so I brought him here as leverage! Geez. Ya'd think I'd get a little peace around here after I nearly got killed by a few hunters." "Oh. My, God Raven are you alright? Do you want me to grab you some booze?" Bri replied with slight worry peeking in her voice "Yeah, I'm fine bee, and some vodka would be nice." I responded.
Zacky darted up off the couch but I got to the door faster than him, so I stood in front of the door. He started to panic. "Geez, Zack, calm down, you look worse than I feel. Stop panicking and just sit back down on the couch." He listened and curled up into a ball on the couch.
"Bri, would you be an angel and hand me the scalpel?" I asked "Yeah, not a problem. I'll get that for ya!" she replied. in record time she was back with the scalpel. "Thank you Bri."
I sliced into the cadaver's abdomen starting the plus shaped incision that would take up this man's entire torso. After about an hour, Bri and I were done, and had found this guy's cause of death. Once an a while the FBI and NYPD give us cadavers that they can't fit in their morgues, and other times their mortician's cant find the Cause Of Death.
Brianna had to leave work early because she had been told by Natalie that Chassidy may be coming into town.
Chassidy had been the whole reason Bri, Nat and I moved to New York from Pennsylvania. I must say though, we are making pretty good moneys morticians as compared to Cashiers in the mall.
After I was finished at work I started the walk to the apartment. I have always been careful on my walks home since my dream that I had two years ago. There was a guy named Zack in it who I had met at Hot Topic on one of my shifts there. We talked about music for a bit, he said he was in a band, and that they had about three CD's out at the time. I bought them later that day and listened to all three of them.
Zack had conveniently left out the part about him and his friends being Vampire Hunters as well.
Like I had been saying though, I have been careful on my walks home from the morgue ever since that dream. I have had the dream every night since we moved to new york, and I wake up in a cold sweat every time, and last night wasn't an exception.
Every night the dreams get more and more violent, and change a little more each time. Like a few weeks ago when I had the dream, I had been shot in the heart with a vervain soaked wooden bullet in the heart by a guy that they called the Rev. Other times a guy called Gates or even Syn stabs me with a stake. Or even the bigger guy they call Shadows rips by head off my shoulders. Once in a blue moon the guy called christ or JC injects me with Vervain and they bury me alive. But the one thing that is consistent in all my dreams except the first one is the fact that Zack always says he is sorry before I get killed, and after I die I wake up in sweat drenched blankets with tears rolling down my cheeks, or I wake up screaming or I am screaming in my sleep and Brianna or Natalie come in and wake me up. I have told them about my dreams, but they always say the same thing, its only a dream…
I get in the apartment safely, as usual and I haven't been mugged for about three weeks now!
Natalie isn't home, but she's at the bar trying to lure someone in to come home with her, she fucks them, drains them of blood and dumps their body in a dumpster before setting them on fire.
Brianna is on the phone arguing with her older sister Allyson about something random or Chassidy. I think I am right with the prediction that it is most likely Chassidy they are arguing about.
I went to my room and shut the door, stripping out of my clothes and into my hunting garb for tonight. It was midnight when I went out, I saw the usual groups of people that we out at this time of night, 'wanna be Baddies', Gangs, druggies, and the like. I walked past about five prostitutes, and then eventually hailed a cab.
It was too cold out tonight for my liking. I got out of the cab when we stopped at Central Park. There were a few people here, so I quickly found someone to drink. I walked up to them, they were far enough away from people that they could be drained and hidden without suspicion.
I drained the blood out of their neck and drug them off into the woods when someone saw me. They walked up to me and pulled out a gun. It was a cop. I walked up to him and compelled him into thinking that nothing happened and he left.
I started my trek back home, when I saw movement in the one alley. Normally this doesn't bother me but I had a gut feeling that I would be involved in this somehow.
I started walking faster A shorter guy with black and white hair ran in front of me. I stopped dead in my tracks. Another guy with a fedora walked up behind me and grabbed me by the arms. A lanky guy walked up next and following him was a buffer guy.
I stared fighting against the guy with the fedora when I was hit in the head with a baseball bat. I was slightly dazed but the bat broke when it made impact with my head.
The guy with the fedora spoke up, "She's a feisty one guys…I like it!" My eyes tuned red, I was pissed off right now. All this fighting was making me hungry too. I turned my head around and bit the guy with the fedora's neck and started draining him and soon I let go. The buff guy tried to grab me but I nailed him in the head, knocking him out with one punch. The short guy had a dart gun, and he shot a syringe at me. Judging by the smell of the liquid that came out it was vervain. The lanky guy too tried to grab me, I ducked and tripped him making him fall flat on his ass. They all stopped fighting. I saw there was only one guy left but he was frozen in his spot, a look of shock and horror plastered on his face. I started walking towards him slowly, and with each step I had taken towards him the more fear I could smell radiating off him.
The closer I had gotten to the man the more familiar he looked, and then it hit me like a train. It was Zack. I had a million thoughts running though my head, like wether I should take him back to the apartment with me and keep him there, or let him go. If I kept him we could hold him for ransom with his friends. We would blackmail his friends with him, or, I can just let him go now. Letting him go could end in him finding me again and trying to kill me now that he knows what I am and where I am. Brianna, Natalie and I don't have the money to run to california yet so I cant do that if I do let Zack go.
I compelled him to go to sleep and he did. I got him back to the apartment and laid him down on the couch. I called my boss saying I couldn't come into work for a while, because I was 'Sick'.
Bri was off the phone and Natalie came out of her room and looked at me. I sat in the chair next to the fireplace pinching the bridge of my nose. Zacky woke up and started feeling out.
"Raven, don't tell m-" Natalie started before I interrupted her. "No Nat, I didn't bring him here by choice. His friends tried to KILL me, so I brought him here as leverage! Geez. Ya'd think I'd get a little peace around here after I nearly got killed by a few hunters." "Oh. My, God Raven are you alright? Do you want me to grab you some booze?" Bri replied with slight worry peeking in her voice "Yeah, I'm fine bee, and some vodka would be nice." I responded.
Zacky darted up off the couch but I got to the door faster than him, so I stood in front of the door. He started to panic. "Geez, Zack, calm down, you look worse than I feel. Stop panicking and just sit back down on the couch." He listened and curled up into a ball on the couch.
Notes
Okay, so... if you haven't figured this out yet, these chapters skip around between 2005 and 2007 and the guy's are vamp hunters. I don't have anything else written...yet...I also had the idea when I first wrote this chapter to just keep Zacky in the appartment with Raven, Brianna and Natalie and he maybe gets Stockholm Syndrom...but I don't know. I need your thoughts on that one guys, so just post your thoughts on it in the comments. :)
The vampires in this story will also be based off of the vampires in the Vampire Diaries too. Not Twilight. Incase anyone was wondering I figured I'd clear that up for you guys!
4/17/13