Episode 12.5: The Enemy Within
- Pronouns
- Male
Episode 12.5: The Enemy Within
As soon as she materializes, Emma's pulse starts going through the roof. The hallway she finds herself in, is dreadfully familiar. Mint green walls covered in months worth of grim, are broken up by a zigzagging blue line.
Dingy yellow panels fill the space between the flickering fluorescent lights above her. I can still remember how many are in this hallway. "One hundred and thirty five, with the broken panel right over… there it is." She mutters to herself absently, Emma's feet leading her deeper into the hospital.
Her dread grows deeper with each step, but she can't stop walking forward. This could be my greatest fear, or it could by whatever would make me happiest. She reaches the door and glances at the number, confirming this is indeed the room her mother died in.
"Let's get this over with," Emma lets out a hiss, before grabbing the handle. Before she can change her mind, Emma shoves it open and enter.
The room is the same, but it's no longer a room for one person. "No!" She gasps out horrified, with the door slamming shut behind her.
On either side of her mom's bed, is a matching one for her dad and Trini. Gia and Skull's bodies are both laying under the window, the closed blinds blocking her view of outside.
With anguish filling Emma's heart, she whirls to the last three beds. Jake, Noah, and Troy are likewise dead and this is when her tears starts to flow. She doesn't see the room shimmer and warp around her, years passing in seconds.
"Don't cry Emma, being dead's not so bad." Gia's voice shakes her out of her grief, making her look up and scream. Her oldest friend is no longer a fresh body, but a corpse well into the decay process.
Yellow skin hangs from her face, with a large part of her cheek missing and the teeth inside exposed. Her eyes are milky white, with most of the hair fallen from her head in clumps.
"Nothing hurts anymore dear," The gurgling from behind her can only come from her mom, but Emma can't bring herself to look. "Have you come to join us?"
Eugene reaches for her face with his black and rotting hand. He grabs her chin and makes her look at him, with Emma only able to screw her eyes tightly shut. "Don't you love us Emma, why won't you look at us?"
"She knows this is her fault," Trini explains with a croaking voice. "Emma's never been brave."
With another wheezing hiss Gia agrees, twisting the knife even deeper. "That's why you always kept me around, right Emma? So I could fight all your battles."
"No wonder Skull ditched you," Troy mocks her, his voice sounding like he has only half a tongue. "You're a coward."
"So why did Zordon choose you?" They all speak as one, the voices blending into a screeching cacophony.
Why was I chosen? She starts to tremble again, thoughts of her team flooding her mind. Noah is a genius. Even if he can't fight as well as the rest of us yet, none of us can do what he does.
Emma thinks of her best friend next, trying to borrow some of her strength. Gia is tougher than nails, so why did someone as soft as me get selected? Only to remember that's exactly what she was just accused of her whole life, hiding behind the strong.
Troy has the determination of stone, nothing seems to even make him blink. She knows how easy it is to bring her to this state, so why pick a crybaby?
She considers Jake last, but knows even he is more worthy. He might seem like a goofball, but he's dedicated to the cause completely. Feeling her heart sink into her left shoe, Emma nearly gives up.
"I'll always believe in you Emma," Her mom's last words of weight echo in her head, stopping her from giving in to despair. "So don't compare yourself to Trini, Gia, or anyone else. Because none of them will ever care as much as you do, so learn to rely on each other."
Emma smiles and the inhumane noise fades around her, remembering what had been to hard to face before. "I won't be here much longer, but my love will never leave you." Warm tears trickle down her face.
"I'm not hiding behind you anymore Gia," She exclaims with full confidence in herself. You've been showing me how to stand on my own this whole time. "I'm ready to be strong Mom."
Emma forces her eyes open and readies herself to fight off the ghouls, but finds it thankfully unnecessary. Finds herself beneath tropical trees and alone, she groans.
It takes some effort, but she manages to climb high enough in a tree to see the terrain rising up to the temple. Maybe five miles max, I can do this... no problem. Emma considers how rough the terrain looked and starts the hike while she still has sunlight.
…
"Where am I?" Are the first words out of Noah's mouth as he finds himself suspended in midair. A strange buzzing noise is coming from his left, but he finds himself stuck to something and unable to move.
Cobwebs in the branches above him, make his skin crawl. Worst fears… well shit. He realizes what's going on, just as the buzzing is cut off suddenly. A massive shadow is cast over him, with the long spindly legs making him squirm.
"Not getting eaten by a damn spider." Growling to himself, Noah forces his brain to work. What would Jake do? The answer he comes up with, makes him laugh despite the pants wetting terror.
Noah squirms in his clothes, careful to keep his skin from making contact with the web. Once he's wormed his way out of his plaid button up, the jeans are carefully shimmied out of.
He swallows his terror and makes himself look over to the source of the shadow. A massive bone white spider is feasting on something, or someone wrapped tightly in webbing. The spider is the size of a walrus, which makes the no longer squirming feast... man-size.
Swallowing some bile at the idea, Noah shifts his gaze downwards. He's maybe thirty feet up, but this is not the only web in the trees. As far as he can see, webs leave the entire jungle a deathtrap.
"Jake would do something stupid, so let's see how that works out for me." Noah readies himself and launches himself into the air, keeping his body in as tight of a dive as possible.
He nearly makes it through, but his left calf snags on the last web. His speed makes it act more like a wax strip, throwing him off target and towards the tree trunk.
Thudding off of it, he tumbles to the ground and gasps for breath. Feels like I'm playing Mowgli, I look like I was raised by wolves. Noah forces himself to stand and looks over his muddy and nearly nude body.
Angry schreeching from from the trees has him looking for a way to run, but he knows how fast spiders are. I'm not out running a spider that size, let alone a whole colony of them. "Emma would try and tame you, so I'm going to need a little Troy and a dash of Gia for this."
Noah grabs a sturdy looking stick and brandishes it defensively. He may not have the lance skills in his brain right now, but he's confident in his ability to take at least one arachnid with him.
"Well, don't you like dark meat? Come and get me!" Roaring at the canopy, he watches a shadow double in size. Now! Stabbing up, he feels the crunch of his spear and shoves the spider to the side.
It lands with a thud and writhes, but Noah has no time to celebrate. Three more are nearly upon him, so he removes his weapon with a squelch.
He considers the way the hesitate before charging for him. Emma is the best in the woods, so let's see if I've learned anything from her. Whirling on his heels, Noah makes a break for the sounds of rushing water.
"Faced my fear, but aversion therapy ain't for me!" He crashes through the foliage and finds himself getting entangled. The more he struggles, the tighter he finds himself bound.
Noah blinks in the course of his writhing, only to suddenly find himself on the beach. No longer wrapped in vines, He looks down and blushes. Somehow he took his own shirt and pants off, binding himself in them during the course of the hallucination.
"Just glad none of the others saw that," He mutters under his breath and dresses himself once more.
…
Gia materializes in total darkness, pressure weighs down on her and makes it nearly impossible to breathe. But I can still freak out. She has maybe a foot of space around her head, with dirt constantly sprinkling into her eyes.
I need to move! Blood pounds in her ears, as Gia tries to wiggle a hand upwards. Only have a little air, need to start digging. Trying not to succumb to the terror building, she lets it feed her adrenaline instead.
It doesn't take too long digging out her second arm, the loose soil being easy to shift around. But once Gia starts to dig above her head, the dirt tumbles onto her uncontrollably. I can still get out of this!
Refusing to give up and die, Gia tries to cover her face with her hands. It leaves her with even less room than before, but she can't let go of her determination. If I let go for even a second, that's as good as giving up.
Emma would be fine here. Thinking of her nature loving best friend, Gia can only hope a tree grows above her unmarked grave. Gia stops struggling and realizes she's growing lightheaded. Almost out of air, guess I really can't control everything.
People have come and gone from her life with grand promises and even grander betrayals, it's kind of relaxing… knowing she won't have to keep her guard up much longer.
Jake surprised me. Gia smiles sadly, wishing he had a chance to keep doing it. I could have had a summer of smiles with him, instead of holding him at arms length this whole time.
Hope my replacement is smart, Noah needs someone who can keep up with him. She considers the awkward ranger and how earnest he is, which leads her to thoughts of Troy. Not all guys are like my dad, all three of them are proof.
Finally letting go of the struggle to control everything, Gia finds herself able to breathe again. No more crushing pressure is closing in on her and she opens her eyes.
Submerged up to her neck in a crystal clear pond, Gia finds herself tangled in some vines hanging down. "Well this could have been a very strange grave." She snorts and works herself free, walking out of the water with the help of the cord like vines.
…
Blinking in confusion, Jake finds himself in someone's living room. "Your wife isn't getting suspicious, is she?" A voice purrs from behind him, making him spin in shock.
The girl he saved at the beach is standing in front of him, with little more than a smirk on her face. She's at least ten years older, which explains what she said about me having a wife. Glancing over her shoulder, he catches sight of himself in a mirror.
I look nearly thirty, what the hell is going on? Flinching away from Dana's gorgeous body, Jake wracks his brain for answers. Nothing springs to mind at first and he finds it very hard to think.
The enticing sight before him can't be real, which only leaves an illusion. Is this a fear… or my desire?
"If she is, you can always just leave her." Dana wraps herself around him, making Jake go still. "We can finally be a real family and you can forget that wretched shrew."
Feeling his blood freeze in his veins, Jake realizes exactly how terrifying this really is. I've become my father.
Dana purrs in his ear, never stopping with her honeyed promises. "You can just play for a different team, you wont have to see Gia anymore and the brat only a few times each year."
My dad would never have quit playing soccer, he would have just turned in his morpher and worried about himself. "This can't scare me anymore." He calmly declares, making the body wrapped around him stiffen. "Gia would never let me get away with this and even more importantly... I will never let this happen."
Opening his eyes and ready to fight a naked woman, Jake finds himself with a shrieking monkey on his back. It pulls his hair and yanks a fistful free, before leaping from his shoulders. It lands on an overhanging branch and vanishes into the jungle.