Ya ya, I know that techinically you’ve already read more than half of it before but TOUGH. ^^; GO READ IT AGAIN. Hehehe…(no this is not directed to Nike, it’s directed to any other orc who likes to get on peoples nerves for the heck of it)
Tornado By Robin Girl
Betaed by Nike *glomps her* WUV YOU
Dom’s POV
I sighed bored, another three hours in this van? Snore. I smirked looking behind me and saw on the very last seat was Billy Boyd lying there asleep. His snores were delicate not annoying like mine, or so I’ve been told, just innocent like. He’s dressed as Pippin now, which gives him a sense of childish innocence and to think that he’s the oldest, what a laugh, ne?
I look outside and see dark clouds blanketing the sky. “Great,” I muttered to myself mostly, “A storm on top of it being chilly out there.” Billy snores again and turns on his side. I’m waiting on him to painfully fall off the seat, it never happens.
Suddenly the car lurches, I grab on to the seat in front of me to keep from falling flat on my face. I hear the driver curse in front of me. Then I see what’s wrong. My voice leaves me and I feel my breath get caught in my lungs.
A deafening howl surrounds us. I can feel my heart pounding, as it gets closer. Neither my mouth nor my mind can form the word that I’m looking for. Billy sits up in the corner of my eye wiping the sleep away. Suddenly my voice comes back full force, “Billy get down right now!!!!”
I join him under the seats closing my eyes. A Scottish lit greets my ears, “Dom, what’s going on? What’s that howling?”
“It’s a tornado! HANG ON!!” The driver shouts at us. I glare, hang on to what?!!?! I don’t exactly see any handles.
“Tor-na-do?” Billy repeats slowly then his green eyes widen in fear. Something tells me he’s never been in one for real life. I hadn’t either but I had seen enough on TV and stuff like that. “Dom? What do we do?”
Why am I always the one to be asked on what to do? Do I look like I know the answer? My first instinct is to lash out and smart mouth Billy with a crude remark. But I don’t. I look over to him, the howling is getting closer and closer and so God Damn louder. Darn it, I’m starting to take after ‘lijah. He’s genuinly scared. “Hang on Billy, hang on to me.” Alright, I inwardly smirked, that was the best you could come up with? I looked back at Billy expecting to get completely laughed at but it didn’t happen. Billy believed every word I had said. He wrapped his arms around my neck and held on tight. I held him close and that’s the last thing I remembered.
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Ow…my head hurts. My whole body hurts. What happened? I open my eyes and see that I’m still on the floor of the van. Oh, that tornado, the last thing I remembered was telling Billy to hang on to me. BILLY!! Where was he? He wasn’t in my arms anymore.
I slowly sit up, “Billy?” I shout hoarsely and look out the broken door. I choke on my own words when I see what is in front of me. The rain is still coming down hard but the twister is gone. Infront of me are all the props and cameras that were supposed to come with us on the shoot today. And underneath the largest camera was….OH MY LORD.
I felt tears form in my eyes, was he dead? Slowly I stood and stumbled over. Blindly I reached for Billy falling to my knees instead. “Billy? Bill, come on wake up, Pip, come on!!” I whisper running my hand through his curly muddy wig. “No..” I choke on my words again as realization hits me in full force. “NO!!!” The tears that had filled spill now mixing with the rain and possible blood coming down from the cuts and scratches on my face. I punched the ground hard many times cursing the world for doing this to me…to him.
I stood with no feeling and pulled the camera off him throwing it or trying to in anger in the opposite direction. At least Billy died quickly, or so I hoped. I mourned my friend again wondering if I’d ever be the same with out him. Now the world was without a Pippin. What should I do with the body? I had never actually touched a dead person before and never really wanted to either, but I knew Billy would bury me if anything went wrong and I died. I choked on a sob and pulled him to me holding him close kissing him over and over again.
Then something amazing happened, seriously like something out of a movie. Billy started to move again. He moaned in my arms wincing in pain. “Oooo…” It was so nice to hear his voice again. I didn’t say a word and watched him as he woke up. “Oh my friggen head….” Then he noticed how close I was holding him and how close he was to me. He blushed a bright red. “Dom?”
“DON’T EVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN!!!!” I shouted louder than I had meant to. “I thought you were dead.” Billy’s green eyes looked at me confused. They were wide and innocent. “Dead? Me?” I nodded hugging him close again, “I was afraid I’d never see you again.”
“Dom, could you let go of me please? I can’t breathe…” I let Billy go and watched as he climbed off my lap. “Dom,” He began, “Where is the crew?” Oh, I had forgotten about them. I looked around and didn’t see anyone or any body. Only Billy and I were here. Then something clicked, I didn’t know where we were. What to do now?
“Dom, do you smell that?” Billy stood unsteadily looking around. “The van is leaking!”
“Great,” I muttered, I wrapped my cape me feeling cold. “We’d better get away from it then!” I began to walk away from it grabbing Billy’s cloak in the process. “Don’t go near it! ”
“I know that!” Billy protested as I pulled him backwards. “I’m a grown man!” I let him go and continued walking. I knew he was a grown man, but it was hard to treat him like one when he was dressed as Pippin.
“I hope the crew is alright.” Billy said more to himself than to me. He played with his cloak and continued to walk with me.
“I’m sure they are Bill, I’m sure they are.”
“Dom,”
“Yeh, Billy?”
Above us the storm was raging, I was wondering how we were actually still alive. Every few seconds lightening would go off and following it would go thunder. The rain had started to come down in sheets making the puddles below us even worse than they were. The open field was kind of scary out here in the middle of this storm. With no where to hide or anything, we were stuck.
“What are the chances of lightening hitting us?” He was right to be afraid. We had absolutely no cover and we perfect targets for the natural occurrence. “Pretty high, isn’t it?”
“Yeh, it is.” I stopped, he ran into me knocking me forward. “You ok?”
“I’m fine.” He murmured blushing. “I hate to admit it, but I’m scared. What do we do now? We’re out here all alone!”
“I guess try to find a way back.” Boy, what a good reply, how original can I get? I sighed I was not doing good right now. “But I don’t know which way is the right way..” I saw lightening and didn’t pay attention to it until I heard an explosion and felt Billy slam into me throwing me into the mud. “What the hell?”
“….Do..Dom…Th..tha..van..” He kept stuttering with wide green eyes pointing at the now ball of fire. My eyes went wide to. To think that we could have been there, at least some act fate was with us. What good would it do if we couldn’t get back?
Billy stood studying the land in front of him. “I wonder…” I watched him as he shivered, the rain must be getting to him. I hoped he didn’t get sick. “Do you remember which part of Wellington the studio was at?”
“…North…why?”
“Well,” He turned around grinning like a child with a new toy, “Marget gave me this watch last year at Christmas and it’s supposed to have a compass on it…I bet if we go north we might get there.”
I suddenly felt like hugging him, “GENIUS!!! YOU’RE A GENIUS!!”
He grinned shrugging, “That’s why Scots are better than Brits men.”
“Don’t get cocky, Boyd.”
Billy looked hurt for a moment but then stuck his tongue out at me and fumbled with his watch. I hoped this watch of his did work. If it did, oh God I was going to kiss Marget. I watched in amazement as blue light reflected off his face and his green eyes were concentrating hard. Then his eyes brightened, “North is that way.” He pointed left.
“Well, that way it is.”
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COLD. COLD. COLD. COLD. WET. WET. WET. WET. I shivered, those were the only two words that I could think of. Beside me Billy wasn’t doing much better. “Still alive, Bill?”
“yeh, think I lost feeling in my legs a few hours ago though.” He mumbled wiping water from his eyes. “This is stupid, we’re no where near Wellington.”
“We don’t have any other options. Unless you’ve got another plan we’re stuck going north.” I didn’t win a response, which told me that he didn’t have, another plan. “Keep up pace and maybe we’ll find a sign or something.”
I could feel a glare bearing into my side. It was those green eyes that were bearing down into me. “Dom, face it. We’re stuck and lost.” He sounded annoyed and tired. Same as me, I was feeling the same way. “I’m cold, I’m tired, I can’t see straight anymore, my feet are numb, I’m scared, and hungry.”
I stopped standing in a deep puddle of mud and water and turned around. So this is what Sean was talking about when you become one with your character. I had this sudden urge to take care of Bill like Merry would Pip. Only, I wasn’t doing my job. I had no apple, no blanket, no shelter or anything. I wasn’t Merry. I was just Dom. Just a lad from Manchester making a movie that supposadly the whole world had been waiting for. “I know Billy, I feel the same way. Maybe we’ll find something to hide under until tommorow. Then we can get some sleep and start again. I think your idea is great, it’s just going to take awhile on foot.” He looked at me silently then shrugged.
“We have no other choice, do we?” Billy rang out his wet scarf and pushed his muddy curls from his face. “Well, lets try and find a place to stay then.”
I swear God must have heard our pleas and from now on I’m going to church every Sunday. We walked a little ways farther maybe 30-40 minutes and then there was an old trailer. Looked like the make up trailer only dirtier and older. “Bill, look. I told you we’d find something. Maybe a cell phone is in there!”
“Dom, this is to easy.”
I stopped right in my tracks. He was right. This was WAY to easy, but, hey when you’re down in your luck anything works. “What is it? A trap? Please, someone’s been watching to many horror movies with Orlando.”
Billy shrugged, “Fine, Dom. Whatever. Lead the way fearless leader.” Was he mocking me? Whatever happened to wanting a warm bed and food?
We walked up to the door and I knocked on the door. “Hello?” I called out. I tried to look into the windows but they were to dirty. “No one’s home.” I pulled on the door and it swung open. Dust flew out at us getting in our eyes and throat. So much for hoping this place would be clean.
“Somehow this doesn’t seem to appealing, Dom. Lets sit beside it instead of staying in side.” I ignored Billy and continued to venture my way inside. It couldn’t be that bad, could it? This reminded me of Elijah’s apartment, I chuckled; only difference, bugs don’t live there. I picked up a blanket and bugs scattered in different directions. I shook it out and grabbed another. Might as well be warm if we were going to stay outside. These would at least keep us dry for a while. On either side of me were old mirrors and looked to be random chairs and tables strown everywhere. HEY! My eyes brighted, that table could keep us dry. “Bill, get in here and help me move this table outside.”
I didn’t get a reply, which worried me. I turned back around and looked outside, “Billy?” My eyes scanned the area infront of me it felt like dejavu. Where was Billy? Then I saw him leaning against the trailer sitting in the muddy ground. Why didn’t he hear me then? I climbed out of the trailer still holdimg the blankets and trudged over to him. “Billy?”
“Hey,” I tried again kneeling infront of him. My eyes narrowed, Billy’s eyes were closed. How could he sleep in this? “Wake up. You don’t need to sleep out here. It’s wet and cold. You could get-” Then it hit me I put a hand to his forehead, warm, very warm. “sick.” I finished. “Oh, great.” I moaned. My mind went back to that first class I was forced to take when I was younger. First I need to bring down the fever. How was I supposed to do that out here?
Then I remembered the blankets. I took them and wrapped them around his smaller form. Now I was SCARED. I was out here alone with a sick mate, how much worse could it get? Every good thing that had happened had resulted in something else bad happening to one of us.
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Elijah’s POV:
Oh man, how much longer until we find them? I hope they are ok. Something is pulling at me telling they aren’t ok. Sean Astin squeezes my arm gently. “’lijah, it’s going to be alright. Dom and Billy are big lads, they can take care of themselves.”
I turned to my ‘Sam’ and tried to look cheerful. “I..I know Sean. I’m just scared.” Yup, you’re right. I’m a wimp. So who cares? I’m only 17. Just got my drivers license, my own apartment and my own life, completley away from home. Now two of my best friends are out in this hell of a storm all alone. Yes, you are right, I have a potty mouth. Dom has been trying to get me out of that habit but it’s hard right now.
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