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Author: zombiedog001
Fiction Rated: T - English - Horror/General - Reviews: 7 - Published: 12-23-05 - Updated: 02-19-06 - id:2075700

A/N: It's a quick thought I had. There's a long story to explain it. Also, Aaron, Michael and Craig are triples. They're sisters. Not men.

She was trying to understand the simple strategy her sisters were throwing at her. Sisters. More like two bodies put into one mutilated, mutated body. half the body was Craig's. The other half was Michael's. What happened to them? They were trying to kill her.

It was hard to pull the trigger on her own sisters.

It was hard to fight with the tears in her eyes.

The mutated body in front of her, struck out. Smacking her hard in the face. She struck the ground, a few feet away. She was losing. Her body was under going to much.

Trust, the word rang in her head. It was her mother's voice though, Trust what your sisters say and do. They will always be true to their words and actions.

"Trust," she whispered to herself, slowly getting to her feet. Her body burned in the abusive pain she took from the creature in front of her. Despite the pain, she turned around. Now facing her two sisters. She didn't bring her gun up. Not even as she watched Craig's arm begin to change. A large blade erupting from her palm, vine-line veins wrapped around her arm. They let out a challenging snort, before racing towards her, "I want to run," Aaron whispered, clutching her fist slightly, "But, I'll trust you. Michael. Craig."

They were coming closer.

Foot-by-Foot.

Inch-by-Inch.

Letting out a horrified roar, they trusted the blade forward.

She didn't let out a cry of pain, even as the blade tore through her chest.

Trust.

It was coming in three different voices now.

"I'm sorry," Aaron whispered, as the force of the blow took her off her feet.

Remember...

It was her mother's voice.

(Craig's Voice)

Remember...

Remember that time we went to the circus, and that clown came up to us and I completely freaked out.

(Michael's Voice)

Remember...

Remember that time we climbed that tree and the branch broke. There was so much blood, I nearly passed out.

She smiled to herself.

(Aaron's Voice)

Remember...

Remember that time we went to the movies, and we caused so much disturbance they kicked us out.

Aaron, it was both Craig's and Michael's voice.

She felt the blade rip from her body, as she struck the ground. Blood slipped from her lips as she muttered her last words, "Trust. And. Remember."

Trust and Remember...

In Your Fortress of Memories...



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