Cherish Red ✔️

Chapter Eleven

~ Paralyzed ~

CHKK!

Red gasped: sure she knew it was coming, but not instantly like that! The world continued to spin. Masey, Mr. Henderson, and Will had all turned into blurs as she went into shock. None of her eyes could close. All they could do was gasp at the spear which had been implanted painfully into where her heart was. Her blood pressure fatally dropped and she began to shake as if she were in the cold. Goosebumps ran up her skin as she fell limp on the ground.

All of the noise around her had been greatly reduced so much that she was almost unable to hear them. She could hear muffled screaming and crying out. A person hit the ground next to her, causing an electric vibration to run through her body. Red wanted to say it'd be okay and that she had a second plan in mind. But she couldn't: she was frozen in ice and was paralyzed.

Can you get paralyzed by a stabbing?! Red panicked. Her eyes were still open, staring at the fogged up world around her. Or am I dead and I don't realize it? No, no. I can't be! I can't die-

The world turned into darkness and nothing more.

Mr. Henderson pushed himself past William - who was beating Masey down with the pistol he still possessed. Henderson shouted wildly as he fell down next to Red and yanked the spear out of her chest.

"Come on, girl!" Mr. Henderson tried to keep his menacing manner so Red would get up and obey him, but he began to panic as a single tear fell down his bruised cheeks. "Wake up! Or else I'll... I'll... Red! Red...? Red..."

"RED!"

Mr. Henderson screamed as he frantically shook her body. She was like a broken porcelain doll: not pretty with all of the cracking skin and void eyes. Something that doesn't move. But she wasn't dead. Either that was the case, or something was seriously wrong with her.

Meanwhile, Masey and Will had worn themselves out. But as one last defence, Masey hid his entire body with his damaged wings and began to glow. William rolled over and grabbed his pistol, which he immediately shoved onto Masey's chest. But it was too late and he threw him away using his now glowing wings. His eyes were pure white and his bright outfit had darkened to one resembling a fallen angel.

"That's not fair!" Will crossed his arms. "You get to have one cool transformation or whatever! I'm just your average man in a tux-!"

Will hopped to the right as Masey teleported behind him, manically swinging his spear and laughing like a madman.

"Dude, dude! We can't just talk this out, yeah! But how about we discuss this in a more fair manner? Okay?" He awkwardly ran backwards, eventually falling onto his butt. "I only got myself a pistol! You got wings and infinite spears! I-"

"You said you wanted a round two!" Masey said as he just missed Will's left arm. "You're getting a round two!"

"Well, then I kind of want to quit!" He replied, cracking his voice as he backed away. "Also, I'm hungry! Maybe after you kill everyone I'll get some food in the afterlife!"

AHHHH!

Will covered himself with his arm, waiting for Masey to strike. But he didn't. His eyes unlocked themselves from William and darted towards Mr. Henderson and Red.

"Um," William whispered, who hadn't looked anywhere else except for the ground. "Was that your battle cry? It sounded different-"

"What is that."