Ah...My Death...What a joyous subject...

Who- Chris Harris
When- How the hell am i supposed to know! (night time)
Where- The phoenix, then a flash back/ dream (in first person)
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It was late at night, Chris was tried, his sword, hanging lipply at his
waist, he decided that he was going to go to be, so he did, as soon as his
meeting with Amber was over, he walked straight to his room, and threw
himself down on his bed, not even bothering to remove his sword.
He wanted to talk to Phil more than anything, but he didn't want to bother
him at the moment, he expected the mood would be grim until they returned to
the Dwarf, and exited Hymenoptera space, so, unless need be, and he couldn't
cope with keeping it inside him, he wouldn't bother talknig to Phil about
his predicament until they were far away from hymenoptera space.
He lay there, for half an hour, maybe more, and he eventually fell into an
uneasy sleep...
I woke up, I looked around the room, I saw my sword lying on the floor, I
picked it up and lay it on my bed, I got up, and opened the wardrobe, and
put on some clothes, it was just then that I realised that I wasn't dead, I
walked over to my sword, unsheathed it, looked at it for a short while, then
sheathed it again, I then attatched it to my belt.
I walked out into the corridor, I say nothing, and I walked towards the
drive room, the White-Dwarf, what a marvellous ship, its lovely gleaming,
sparkling white corridors. I then had to go to a staff meeting, I just
remembered that, I was head of navigation, I had to attend these meeting
once a week, it was a bit of a bore, but it was all part and parcel of being
the head of the largest department on the ship, and the most important too,
if navigation screwed up, then we'd end up somewhere that we'd never been
before in space, that was un-explored, and we wouldn't want that to happen
would we?
I sat there at the staff meeting, twiddling my hair while I absent-mindedly
listened to the conversation, eventually, at the end of the meeting, I
walked into the Drive room, and I saw a man, a feel of loathing raged up
from no-where inside me, I remembered who he was, he was married to the
woman I loved, the woman he stole from me.
Later, after work, I went down to the bar for a drink, I began to talk with
some of the crew, I got very involved in the conversation, and, after a long
while, I was, like everybody else, completely unaware of what I was doing, I
had had too much to drink. I didn't know what i was doing, or what I was
going to do for that matter either....
I woke up the next morning, in a bed, it wasn't my own, I rolled over , I
saw a woman, i knew who she was, she was my old girlfriend, but since the
bastard that I saw earlier persuaded her i was dead, she no-longer was
involved with me, and I doubt she ever would have been again, if I had
lived.
I got up, I got dressed again, I planned to avoid being seen by anyone, it
wouldn't look good the head of navigation, walking out of a married womans
bedroom, and half the crew standiing and watching him. I attached my sword
to my belt, and I walked out the door, I was almost outside my door, when I
met someone wearing a balaclava down the corridor, I smiled and said good
morning, I said i'd been out on a stroll, he didn't seem to believe me. That
was the last thing i remembered saying, for all of a sudden, I felt a
searing pain in my right shoulder, I stood there and I thought to myself,
"must have been an accident, nothing to worry about", then I looked down at
my shoulder, blood was gushing out of it, I made a mental note to go to to
the medical wing, when I felt another searing pain on the left side of my
chest, I turned , I drew my sword, but it was too late, the man wearing the
balaclava had legged it, and I was left with blood pouring down my front.
I fell onto my knees, feeling the life draining away from me. I dropped my
sword, and clutched at my chest, my blood now staining the silky white
carpets of the White Dwarf. It was then and there i realised, I was sprawled
out on the floor, a majority of my blood staining the carpet, and I realised
somethnig for the first time then, I closed my eyes....
I realised that i was dying.....
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