Dear Diary (my first fanfic)

[momo]

NO!
Write mooore~
What happened?
Is it the doggy?

[Sakura-chan]

I agree with Momo. Is it Bandit? *cuddles doggie in fear* U CAN"T HURT BANDIT!!!!!!!!!! LOl, j/k U can do what ever u want, ur story, but great job! NAMI SQUAD AWAY.........*recieves strange looks* OK, so what... DOn't look at me that way... lol Great job, write more!

[melody]

Very good job. You write emotions really well, Shannon.

Oh, no! What's on the floor? ;-;

[momo]

*snatches Bandit from being on the floor*
Noo~

[Shannon]

Haha xD Okay, since you guys liked it, I wrote the next chapter. Here goes.


Ch. 5 – Death Through a Window

“Oh my gosh… Jack!” Nami screamed in horror, running toward a twisted, bleeding dog on the carpet… It was Bandit. He was whimpering in pain, as a single tear rolled from his eyes.

And beside Bandit was Muffy, tears falling from her eyes, dripping off her cheeks and landing in a puddle of blood, the puddle both of them created. A single piece of glass was wedged in between her side, and cuts showered both Bandit and her all over. Her eyes were tightly closed in immense pain, mouth gaping open, screaming in agony silently.

Jack ran over, stumbling over a few misarranged chairs that were sprawled around the little cabin, and knelt beside the woman with golden curls covering her face. He pushed away the massive amount of glass shards in his way.

“Muffy… Muffy!” Jack yelled, worriedly. He sat there, staring at the tortured lady. Looking up and down her body, he saw a large shard of glassed pierced at her side where a waterfall of blood gushed out.

“Speak to me, Muffy! You have to tell me… what happened…” Muffy didn’t stop squirming around on the floor, eyes clouded by the overflow of tears. A small squeak was emitted from her lips, and she grabbed her side where the wound was. Her arms shot back, and she cried out in a blood-curdling yell.

“Oh my Go—Muffy!” Nami now ran to her side, crawling on her arms and legs. Although she looked at Muffy, she swept up the lonesome bloody figure on the floor, which was Bandit. He yelped at the sudden action.

“Shh… it’s going to be okay…” Nami looked to be on the verge of tears now, looking down at the tortured animal in front of her. She ran a soft finger over his head, directly above his right eye. Blood poured over her arms from the open wound in the puppy’s flesh, but she didn’t care.

Jack redirected his attention on Nami; she never seemed to care as much about anything until now… But right now wasn’t the time to tease her about it. Peering back down at Muffy, he moved an outstretched arm towards her soft face. He swept the blonde hair from her forehead and gently pulled her in his direction.

“Muffy… Muffy, open your eyes. It’s Jack.” Muffy obeyed, opening her eyes slowly, trying not to wince at the excruciating pain. Jack saw the hurt in her bright emerald eyes through the hot tears, as they made jagged patterns on her lightly colored cheek. Her glowing green eyes seemed to scream at Jack, “Help me! Please!”

He felt a cold rush sweep through his veins, not knowing what she must feel right now, but imagining it.

Suddenly three white flashes of light appeared before his eyes, and everything disappeared and he entered a field of white. He felt a whirling sensation charge through his arms, legs and body and everything around him froze. His vision turned blurred, and the air seemed to be missing something when the whirling slowed. Soon enough the flashes ended, and he found himself in the same position on the cold wood-paneled floor. The whole room felt non-existent. But Jack was still sitting in the same place.

He looked around. Nothing was different about the house he was in, except for a few facts: there wasn’t a pool of blood beneath him, an agonized Muffy, or a bleeding brown puppy… Jack turned his head wildly, confused and lost. His palms lifted off the cold ground, and he wiped his on his pants nervously. Facing the window, he saw a woman. The shaded figure murmered something, and Jack realized that there were two people instead of one.

“Humph…Daryl… LET ME GO! Look, the happy couple are finished with their date… urgh… their coming BACK already! Please… let me… go!” she pleaded, squirming, with Daryl covering her mouth with one of his free hands, while the other held the rest of her body pinned to the glassy window. That was clearly Muffy, the deep lady-like voice still audible through the glass. Jack became even more confused. Wasn’t he just kneeling over her a few seconds ago? Plus, he was DEFINITELY not dating Nami. Not at the moment at least… Jack shut his eyes tightly, trying to rid the thought of going out with Nami, and shook his head. ‘No, I’m never dating her…’ he thought. But he kept asking himself why he wasn’t dating her, or how come he couldn’t. ‘Well, I do kind of like Nami… urgh, I’m NOT going out with her! Heck, I barely even know her!’ He yelled at himself mentally, closing his eyes even tighter. ‘But… is there a reason I’m not dating her?’ he asked himself.

The sound of a gun clicking was heard beyond the window, interrupting Jack’s thoughts. A man was maniacally whispering something.

“SHUT UP you little good for nothing slut… soon all the cows, goats and chickens will be dead meat when I’m done,” Daryl chuckled, “ No one was supposed to find out about my little project, but YOU just had to run in, looking for Jack, to show off your little butt and wave it in his face huh? Well, you’re as good as the rest of this farm. Say goodnight.” Daryl began to laugh evilly, a sinister look in his black bloodshot eyes. He raised a gun, which looked to be made of different parts of about everything. It was almost as big as he was, and had markings on the side which read “DD. 5000 BLASTER”. Jack assumed DD stood for Daryl… Daryl something. Maybe his last name. ‘So that was what he worked on for the last couple months,’ Jack thought, ‘And he’s going to use it on Muffy?!’

Muffy squirmed even harder, trying to break free of Daryl’s strong grasp. Daryl looked extremely puny and weakly built, but this definitely showed Jack he was wrong.

A crooked smile formed on his smudged dirty face, and Daryl put a lone finger on the trigger.



Yeah, I ended the chapter in the middle of one of Jack's time travel trips. The next chapter will start back in the middle of the time travel, too.

[melody]

Whoa....

Daryl?! *stares at him and backs away slowly*

Awesome chapter! I loved it!

[Herfefiny]

I always new that psycho was evil! Ha! I was right! Finally my spying has payed off! MWUHAHAHA!

Oh right... Great job Shannon! I'm so glad you're writing more! ^^

[momo]

Daryl IS evil! My theories are true! *shows papers with scribbly drawings of puppies*

[melody]

^ lol. XD

[Ember]

Just read all five chapters, tis brilliant.

[Brooke]

:oBrooke
this is so good....... speechless

[Brooke]

:-[whoops... I think I wrote my name instead of yours on that post.... sorry Shanon!

[Sakura-chan]

BANDIT~! MUFFY~! *notices daryl and backs away* I KNEW THERE WAS A REASON I NEVER LIKED HIM~!

[manuela]

It's brill so far, will you continue?

[Pickle]

Wow, Jack is a psycic.

Brownie points for creativity!