Fan Fiction ❯ The Tales of Lady Midnight and Jason Dark ❯ Chapter 9

Once I found my way to the edge of the woods, I turned human, and took a look around. I began to walk through a town that had little more than a run-down, beat-up, and hollowed out convenience store and to my great luck, a bus depot. I had no real idea of how to get back to the lab, but I did know the area that I had to be in to find my way. I found the number of the bus that I would need to ride and found out the name of the area so that I could come back to help Melissa. I had no money to ride the bus, but since I had the number of the one that I needed I simply transformed and crawled underneath it. I had to wait a while before the driver came and cranked up the bus. I knew from the night before that it would be at least two hours before we even entered close to the lab. I used this time to take an extremely light nap. I did not want to miss my stop, and I did not want to lose my grip on the bottom of the bus, even though it would not hurt me at all.

When the bus finally stopped where I needed to be I switched position from the bus to lying face down on the pavement. I transformed before it pulled away and rolled out from the side that few people would have seen me. I startled an elderly couple that believed I had been run over by the bus and asked if they could help in any way. I told them that I was just fine, but that I did need directions. I gave them the address to the doctor’s house and followed the

directions that they had given me. I found that the town itself was quite small, barely a city at all. Still, it was bigger than the pit stop outside of where they were holding Melissa.

I walked in through the unlocked front door of what had been my home so many years ago. I checked the house. No one had attempted to rob it. In fact, a nice, even, undisturbed blanket of dust had appeared from years of neglect. I walked up to my old room weary and worn. The bed lay there just as I had left it that faithful morning those many, many years ago. My own thoughts from that tome echoed in my head, (Oh, I’ll make it after breakfast.). It was too small for me to sleep in at this point, but I shook out the sheets and remade it anyway. I stepped back out of the room closing the door, and that chapter in my life behind me. At this point I was too tired to even think, so I simply fell down on the dusty couch in the main room and let sleep over take me.

It was a fitful nightmarish sleep, not very restful at all. I relived the horror of seeing my brother dying at the hands of the very madman that has prevented me from ever dying. I dreamt of what Melissa must have been going through with this horrible thing slowly killing her from the inside out; all because of my stupid decision to stop the doctor without knowing the full extent of his research.

Eventually all of dreaming stopped and there was nothing. For the longest time, there was nothing. Then, a foggy vision a room that almost looked like a small apartment bedroom. The vision almost seemed to be one through someone else’s eyes. It swept the room, then a hand reaching out for a door that was not there. After that panic, and a loud hard pounding.

The knocking on the door had grown unbearable. I awoke with a start, what had I been seeing? I got up and answered the door. I stood there yawning and rubbing my left eye. There before me stood an older man of medium height and build.

"Hello," he said, pushing his way in through the door and taking a quick look around. "Hmm. A little dusty isn’t it. Well, anyhow I am Mr. Myers, and I represent the estate of Mr. Albert Linus."

"Yeah?" I was still groggy and confused. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I regret to inform you of the passing of Mr. Linux that occurred nearly two weeks ago." Two weeks! How long had I been asleep? "Many attempts were made to revive him after he was found beaten on the floor of a hospital room. Still, he had just lost too much blood. After that, it took a week for the body to be identified. Once that was done I was contacted. Normally, you would be summoned for the reading of the will, but there is no need for it. Actually, it was requested that there be no reading and everything he owned be left to you."

"He said that?"

"Technically, it said that all of his estate and belongings to the young man that is residing in his home. I am only to assume that is you." Looking around. "Though it did not state what your business with him was."

"I have been out for a while and just made it back."

"Oh. That would explain why no one answered the phone when my office

called. Any way, I need your name son, and your signature so that everything will be signed and legal. I am sorry for your loss, but he was buried fight after he was identified. You must have been very close."

"My name is…." I said the only name that I could think of. "Jason. My name is Jason."

"Is there a last name to go with that son?" The mood I had been in since I lost my brother quickly gave me the answer to this question.

"Dark. Jason Lee Dark." I did not know where the Lee came from, but it just seemed to fit. I signed the papers and he got up to leave.

"Well, I have to put these into processing, and my guess is that you have some work to take care of." The man turned up his nose and walked out of the door. I then started to the work I knew I would have to do. The doctor had always told me that if anything were to happen to him I would have to destroy the lab and all of his research. Until Melissa came along that had been my original plan. The only difference now would be that I would collect all of the research and the last injection from its hiding place and put it all into a box which I placed within the doctor’s house. Utilizing the underground tunnel that led to the lab I made a thorough search for anything that may lead me knowing exactly what the doctor had done to Melissa and me.