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Brutal Valentines	By : Jaberwolky Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 15 - Meanwhile
Told by Charles

445pm
The ride to the crash site takes a life time. I fidget in the back seat feeling helpless. I feel the happy life I enjoy with Dethklok slipping away from me and I'm terrified.

My mind turns to Pickles, because perhaps I can fix things there. I don't want to think about what I might find at the crash site.

Pickles, god I know I should never have started a relationship with him. I fought so long and hard against it but in the end when he came to me in my office one night demanding my attention, I folded to his gorgeous will.

Maybe I can get him to understand I'm not the kind of person he's going to want to spend the rest of his life with and we will be able to still work together. Jesus just working together will be hell. I knew this would end eventually, but I thought I had more time. Shit, I miss him already.

The car eventually pulls up to the crash site and I'm greeted by a klokateer.

“What's the status?” I ask (Please let Murderface be OK I think)

“Sir, the Dethkopter is beyond repair, the cargo was destroyed, and the downtown property damage is estimated to be...

“I don't care.” I interrupt. “I can read the expense reports later! What about Murderface... has he been located?”

“Yes sir. Murderface has been found, he’s alone survived the crash, and our medics are currently checking him over. I will take you there.”

I follow the kloakateer while giving a silent pray of thanks to the Gods that once again Murderface survived what would be a death sentence for anyone other than a member of Dethklok.

I find the bassist sitting by one of the Mordhaus ambulances; He's rubbing at his eyes and fighting the medics’ attempts to get him to wear an oxygen mask.

“So looks like you've had a busy day.” I remark. “I would suggest keeping the oxygen mask on after all the smoke you were exposed to.” Murderface shrugs but stops fighting the mask.

His eyes are red, he’s covered in soot there are some nasty cuts on his arms (which I suspect were not caused by the crash) and his hair is slightly singed but otherwise Murderface looks no worse for wear.

I sit beside him till one of the medics turns to us.

“Lord Murderface the doctor back at the Mordhaus hospital will want to run some test to see how bad the smoke damage is. So, we will take you straight there and keep you for the night to make sure you’re alright.”

Murderface hates hospitals, I expect him to start pitching a fit but he agrees to go along with it without a fuss. Weird... crash must have really shaken him up.

I head back to Mordhaus with Murderface and make sure he gets settled into the hospital. Then after instructing the doctor to contact me immediately if Murderface's condition changes, I head to my office to see what other chaos has broken out in the Dethklock Empire while I wasn't looking.

6:00pm
I'm sitting in my office trying to focus on work (Truthfully I think I'm just trying to make sure I don't accidentally run into Pickles) when Skwisgaar comes running in. “Dere is sumthingks wrong wit Natens!” He cries out not even trying to hide his concern. I get up and follow him to the rec room where Nathan’s standing next to Pickles letting out a blood curling scream.

Pickles...our eyes meet momentarily before we both turn away.

“So what's going on? Skwisgaar said there's something wrong with Nathan?” I ask.

“Yeah no shit Sherlock; loooook at him, he's been standing dere makin that god awful sound fer ten mintues. I can't get him to stop or even acknowledge me. So yeah I think it's safe to say dere's soomethin wroong with him.” Pickle snaps.

I know Pickles too well; I can hear the near panic in his voice. I walk over to Nathan. Christ he isn't moving, just screaming. Is it some kind of seizure? “Nathan?” I shake him “Nathan?” I shake him harder, there’s still no response. OK now I'm scared, I reach back and slap Nathan. He blinks then goes limp sinking to the ground...

“Na’tan?” Pickle crouches next to him on the floor “What's going on dood?”

“He wasn't here to catch me that time.” Nathan mumbles then buries his head in his hand looking for all the world like some giant lost child.

I join them on the floor, I don’t know what's going on, let alone what to do to fix this.

Toki wanders in the living room clutching his deddy bear tightly and crying, he's obviously been crying Skwisgaar goesover and hugs him.

“Toki what’s is de matters?” he asks. Toki clutches him crying, Skwisgaar starts talking to him in Swedish, Toki answers him back in Norwegian.

“What he say?” Pickles asks Skwisgaar

“Its doesn't makes de senses. He just keeps sayinks he's deads”

“Who's dead dood?”

“Murderface” Nathan rumbles.

Wait “What?”

Toki continues crying “I saws he is dead, all dead from fire n smoke.”

What the hell? I think “What are you two talking about? Murderface isn't...” I start to ask when my cell phone starts buzzing the text is from the hospital- there's been a change in status please come to the hospital immediately.-

Fuck!! I take off running I arrive several minutes later panting and out of breath. The doctor greets me, “What's happened I got a text saying there was a status change?”

The doctor beckons me to follow, he leads me to a room where I find Murderface clothed in a hospital gown using hypodermic needles as darts on a precious moments calendar (I can't entirely blame him those precious moment kids are creepy. How the hell did that thing even make its way into Mordhaus?)

“Apparently the patient is bored and wants to leave. He really should stay in case he has a delayed reaction to the smoke but whatever.”

The doctor sent me that text message because Murderface is bored? Stupid ass damn near gave me a heart attack! He is so fired!

“Dam schtright I'm leaving. Thisch place schucks! They won't even give me any decent pain pillsh shelfish bashtardsh! I was in a helicopter crash and they won't even give me any dwale”

“We can't give you dwale we don't have any!” exclaims the frustrated doctor

“Jesch what kinda hospital is thisch doeshn't have any dwale?!”

“A sane one, no hospital has used dwale since the dark ages, the hemlock in it alone could kill you!”

“Perhaps if you’re this bored and energetic you could let the others know you’re alive” I suggest “some of them seem to have gotten the impression you died and it's distressed them quite a bit.”

Murderface smiles mirthlessly “They must of been watching TV, it'sch been shaying I'm dead for like a half hour.”

I glance over at the muted TV in the room. Dethklock's legendary bassist died in helicopter crash today reads the scrolling bottom caption on the Dethmintue.

Nathan and Toki having breakdowns suddenly make sense; needless to say I'll make sure heads roll down at the Dethmintues studio.

“Scho the guysh are upshet huh?”

“Yes, yes of course they are”

“All of them?”

“Well Pickles and Skwisgaar seemed confused, so I'm guessing they, like myself, had not seen the broadcast yet, but Toki was beside himself and to be honest I've never seen Nathan so upset.”

An expression of concern crosses William's face before being suppressed behind his normal scowl. He gets up and trudges out of the hospital wing as I grab my cellphone and start making some calls in response to Dethmintues “reporting”.
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