"Nick's Turn"
Chapter One: Broken? Well Break This!
"Miss Julie...from Illinois...hey my girl is-" Nick, the mighty author of this magnificent and grand tale, began to say. "From there, hey you're not..."
"No, not the same girl." The one still hanging on the wall in the lull between chapters said, her arms getting sore. (Hey, the lull wasn't that long!)
"Just an interesting coincidence." The brunette and quite perky author of the infamous Broken commented as she wandered into the wicked looking black void. Then spotting the annoying Rose...
"Excuse me! You're the one who dragged me into this. I'm sore and I am so not annoying. Now I have all these idea bunnies for 00Carter and Just Another Day, and not to mention Divisions of Reality and Rebirth and I can't write them! Oh and now I can't read By My Side! So I'm not annoying, just pouty."
Spotting the VERY annoying Rose, she raised an eyebrow. Obviously confused.
"Well yes I'm confused. Since I'm in the middle of dark nothingness and see one of my collaborators floating on some weird levitating wall."
"Hey Julie, yeah um, lemme explain since he'll likely take a few. Nick is getting revenge on us in this fanfic he's writing. Which is where we are. Hence all the voidy-ness."
"Wouldn't it not be a fanfic if it's about us instead of BSB or Ni-"
The writer, he knew he didn't like where this story seemed to be going. He was the writer and he had to get control *bleep* it.
"I am so sick of not being able to curse! And I know about the not a fanfic thing!"
Julie giggled, despite the situation, she knew her doom was coming after what Rose had told her. "Old fanfic rules?"
The other fan fiction writer nodded, smirking. "Old fanfic rules."
Ignoring them, Nick decided to take charge, and moments later a grumpy looking AJ fell from the dark and endless abyss above them and-
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"Wait a minute Carter." The somewhat raspier voice interrupted the younger one's thoughts. Like brothers they were, more so than band mates and he managed to bug Nick in that same manner. And vice versa of course. "Why the fuck am I in this story?"
Nick smirked as his gaze shifted to the annoyed band mate who he was trapped on this tour bus with. It originally was supposed to be Brian; until Leighanne decided the family should come with Brian a bit. He loved Baylee, his mom? Not so much. Maybe he could put her in this later too... He shook away the thoughts that were starting to drift away from him.
“You’re hella annoying and I wanted to torture you too, ya know?” He smirked, turning back to his laptop. “Seemed like a good idea at the time. Hey, look it still is!”
“You better be nice or I’ll kick that loquacious ass of yours.”
“What the fuck does loquacious mean? How the hell do you know that word?”
He titled down the sunglasses as he went back to his bunk. “I’m full of surprises, you should know that Nick. Heh, it sounded cool. Look it up.”
Rolling his eyes, he went back to his story. He could check myspace he supposed, but nah. And LD was boring again, wrapped up in some debate between NSYNC and their own group, with some poster acting mighty and insulting. It got old to read sometimes and he didn’t feel like saying how fake he is with some new icon of the devil. Who to his joy would be in jail soon. Karma, always fun. And now for the karma headed towards the direction of his second fan fiction victim…
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“Hey he’s back!” Julie exclaimed with a smile. She knew exactly what had to be coming. She was far from stupid, graduate student and all. “And AJ are you ok?”
“What the fuck am I doing in here?”
“WAIT A MINUTE! Why can AJ say *BLEEPY BLEEP BLEEP* and I *BLEEPING* can’t? That’s not fair! *BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*”
“Whoa…um, Julie pssst get me down before Nick explodes. Hey now that AJ's here this is actually a fanfic now.”
“Oh no you *bleeping* don’t. And good, now I don't need to hear how it's not anymore.”
“Bro, don’t pop a vessel, you almost look like Kevin.” He replied as the scenery around them changed and suddenly AJ was wearing scrubs, and the light beeping noises typically found in a hospital can be heard gently in the background. Julie would have thought she was in a real hospital, if she didn’t know better.
“Except the fact Rose is still hanging from a random wall.”
A snicker came from the girl with the blonde-
“dishwater blonde!”
-DISHWATER *bleeping* blonde hair, as she floated on that wall, only noticed by the writer, AJ and the new victim, Julie herself. Who was thrusted towards the hospital bed, straps latching her down in place, where she couldn’t move an inch. Fear grew in her eyes and-
"I'm not THAT scared Nick. I kinda earned this hehe."
She's scared out of her mind despite the brave front and...
"Tee hee hee. Not really."
She was *bleep* *Bleeeeeeeeeping* scared!
"Ya know," The annoying blond commented. "Stop cursing, the bleeps are getting annoying."
"Take off the censor."
"Can't yet."
"WHY!?"
The only response was a simple and very annoying shrug. So, back to Julie, who was struggling against the hospital bed, wishing for a way to escape. AJ of all people, had a chainsaw, a wicked grin appearing on his ugly-
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"Oh hell no. Man I am NOT ugly."
He rolled his eyes again at the man who wouldn't leave him alone. "Heh, depends on who ya ask Tat Man." The keys continued to clickety clack as he continued typing despite the man constantly looking over his shoulder.
"Hey take that out."
"It's my story!"
"Come on! Or I'm taking over."
"Your no-ass couldn't get me to give up my baby."
He snorted at the blonde and blue eyed wonder. Smirking, he lunged, catching the younger one by surprise, and knocking him off the chair. With a chorus of hits and grunts, and after a few moments of struggle, he cheered with triumph. "HUZZAH!"
Coughing, Nick glared at AJ as he brushed himself off. "Huzzah?"
“Hell yeah. HUZZAH!” And then, his pretty manicured fingers began flying across the keyboard, taking over for the moment, the fate of the story before him.
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AJ, the masculine, strong, He-man of a guy was there, before the lovely brunette who greatly tortured Nick. She was 5’4”, one of the silent types who prove to be dangerous, as proven when she writes Nick. Lovely in her own right. The other writer, on the wall, was slowly being lowered to the ground and-
AJ the WIMPY nurse under the great Doctor Carter's command...
"Ooh from ER?!" Julie squealed from where she was bound on her bed and AJ examined his feminine hands...
"Not from ER!"
The annoying baby of a man cried out, wishing his mommy was here...can't even control his own story...
"Alright, what is this?" Rose questioned, getting so close to escaping..."You know what never mind, whoever is writing, keep it up so I can go."
"Right on babe."
"Oh hell no! Gimme!"
Now AJ was sitting in the corner, his mascara running cause I was going to get my story no matter what. So what if the tale is written in a tour bus bathroom? It is the greatness of the tale that counts. Though the writer does feel this will not be the last of the evil tattooed one...So he will remain there, crying, okay sniveling. As Julie is still struggling and that Rose is nowhere near close to escaping. Her long hair gets in her face and she tries to blow it away, oh but she can't. So she glares at the ceiling, where it's meant for the fan-*bleeping*-tastic writer who is beyond view.
"Knew I liked it better when AJ wrote."
AJ finally stops whimpering.
"I do NOT whimper." He huffed as he picked up the deadly chainsaw yet again, starting it up. It roared to life with ease, as he gazed upon the victim who had gone after Nick before in such a brutal way. Finally the chainsaw nears the body, Julie screams in terror.
"I don't hear anything."
Rose STAYS SILENT.
"Fine."
Julie was screaming in terror as the blade began to cut into her tender flesh, blood staining her clothes and some flying into her pretty russet locks-
"Ooh you think it's pretty? Thanks!"
Ignoring the screams, AJ continued his word, flesh and blood flying about the hospital room covering it as if it was part of a funky paint design. Screams slowly began to soften until they were no more. Rose watched in horror...
"I feel bad for Julie but that was wicked cool..."
-horror as she saw her friend diced and sliced as if she were a T-bone steak being prepared for a simple meal. Limbs and body parts were tossed around the room like toys, splattering against the wall. The sounds and sight of it all would make any normal person look away with disgust. The pretty head of the author of Broken was all that remained on the crimson soaked bed, frozen in a look of sheer horror.
AJ raised a brow as she- heh I mean he, turned off the saw. "Actually it looks like she's smiling."
The other author shrugged. "She liked chopping and impalements."
The writer of this fantastic tale fumed. Yes I fumed angrily. "You mean she enjoyed that!? Fine, I'm trying again..."
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Nick surfed Absolute Chaos after posting a myspace bulletin. He wanted to cause a little chaos on LiveDaily so he can entertain himself after this story of pure revenge was done. If AJ would ever leave him alone...
"Can't believe you almost called my ass a she."
"You're the one getting the manicures."
"Fuck off."
Smirking, he scrolled the site, seeking out another writer for his torturing tale. The first one may not have worked cause that writer likes those sorts of things. Perhaps he could try again. But, who? There were so many writers and just so little time to get revenge on them all. He had to get the worst of the bunch first. A cocky smirk, one he has long been famous for slowly appears upon his baby face girls love to stare at. A story came up that reminded him of one who loved to pick on him most and has for some time. This story was only the latest of them. The Thirteenth Step, it was called. That author...
She was next to go.
Nick's Turn by Rose
Author's Chapter Notes:
LOL I was finally able to update this, and the author featured ironically is on vacation right now. Well when she sees this...*waves* lol. Everyone enjoy the chapter!! *evil laugh* *runs off to work on the next one*
