Haven struggles to fight off her captors as they strap her to the table. An EMT pulls out a large syringe from the counter, the other staff hold onto Haven's arm as he begins to search for a vein.
"That won't do anything you retards! I need my pills! Please just give me my meds..." The needle enters her arm as they secure her into place. The EMT empties the syringes contents into her blood stream as they strap her head down. They are shocked, she was still fighting even after the small sedative they put in her.
"I'm hurting...Please, I need my pills."The head EMT starts to inform her of the dangers of her addiction. She can barely hear him though as the tears run down her pain ridden face. She does what all addicts do and tries breaking her bonds for that one soul warming fix. Her struggles are in vain though, she starts trying to bribe her way out of her situation.
"I have money, is that what you guys want? I can pay whatever it is you need. My check book is in that bag, write down any number and I'll pay it...I hurt so bad..."The head EMT starts to turn down her offer, he's cut off by a voice in the background.
"I can set you free...."Suddenly Haven hears a whirlwind pound its way through the EMT room. She tries to lift her strapped down head to see who was there only to see a body fly on top of her sending the small cart she is tied to against the floor. The cart lands on its side and holds her in place. Screams for help rip through the small white room as the sounds of bodies breaking crack against Haven's ear drums. She moans from the added pain of a body landing on top of her. She needed her fix so badly, if the Devil came and offered her an escape from this hell she would of gladly taken it by now. A demonic growl breaks out in the room as an EMT begs for his life. The pleas soon end as a squishing sound comes from beyond the cart followed by the sound of liquid splashing to the floor.
"Who's there? Please I need my pills, can you just grab one and put it in my mouth. There's cash in that bag if you want."Haven sees a large hand reach over the side of her tilt over cart, it releases her left hand from the velcro strap holding it in place. She quickly starts in on the other straps holding her in place. She rolls over the side and onto her hands and knees, her heart sinks as the mystery savior lets out a familiar laugh.
"EhahahAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAAAHAAAA!"The sounds of pill bottles hitting the floor make her freak out. She sits up on her knees and stares over the side of the cart. Jaggeroth was on his haunches and studying her self prescribed medication. Blood drips from the mouth flap of the Psycho King's mask. An EMT is cuddling up against the desk with his hand latched onto his bleeding neck. Jaggeroth looks up at his perfect little fix hiding behind the tilt over cart, his eyes light up at the sight of the fear in her eyes.
"Stealing from the hospital eh? 160 milligrams of oxycodone,you shouldn't be taking these without a doctor's prescription under the watch of hospital staff you naughty little girl...And what have we here.." Jaggeroth was blocking her only route of escape physically, mentally and bodily. He opens a water bottle from Haven's bag, the liquid inside was running like corn starch down the side. Jaggeroth puts a little on his tongue and flicks it around in his mouth. His eyes close and his voice turns to ecstasy as the liquid does it magic to his nervous system. He tilts his head up and licks his lips.
"Gamma Hydroxybutyrate...Anti-Christ this is some good shit...We having trouble sleeping at night? I would to if I came to visit myself in my dreams."Haven swivels the cart on the floor and out of her way as she weakly tries reaching out at the man who was ten feet away. In her weakened state she falls to her hands and onto her stomach, still she tries reaching out for that one fix.
"Hmmp...You're becoming more like me every day ,sweety. You're about two years behind though, I should give you a little short cut..." "Please...Mercy...it hurts so bad."Haven starts crawling on her belly towards Jaggeroth, for once he held the key to her salvation. That ten feet started feeling like a mile as she struggled on. She starts to plead with her immortal corrupter.
"I'll give you what ever you want just give me back my meds...I neeeeeeeeed them." Jaggeroth equips his smug expression to his face at the sounds of that nice little offer.
"Whatever I want eh?""Yes, there's this motel down the street...let me have a few gulps of the GHD and I'll sleep right through it. What you do while I'm asleep is up to you...ever since that night you came...the nightmares JUST WON'T STOP! I've been awake for the last three days straight and I need the GHD, it helps...""PFFFFFT! It won't be half as fun without your priceless facial expressions....I've got a better offer. Show some pride girl, stand up like the dog you are for daddy."Haven tries getting back up to her hands, she wobbles around like a shack in a hurricane from the addiction fits raging in her body. Jaggeroth walks on one hand across the ground and closes the gap a little, She only needed to come three feet for her precious fix. Haven reaches out for the bottle in Jaggeroth's hand as he teases her to reach out and grab it. He shakes it around with a mocking expression radiating from underneath the mask. She comes within inches of clasping onto the bottle only to have Jaggeroth pull it away.
"On second thought..."Haven falls back down to the floor and rolls onto her back, the shivers start to take over.
"AAH! OOOO HAAAAAAA AAAA!"Jaggeroth takes a seat next to her on the floor, his hand starts rubbing her soft little chin.
"Wolfie Wolfie Wolfie...What am I gonna do with you. This isn't how a proud Nebraskan girl acts. Cowgirl up little lass, where's your pride? Your dignity? Three months ago you were on top of the world, and now you're reduced to the lowest point of trailer park trash-ery...."Jaggeroth jiggles the bottle above her face, acting like he will pour a little into her mouth. She opens her jowls in the hopes that a little sprinkle will drip down.
"I've been through this before. You'll do whatever you can for that one sweet sweet taste of the Sparklers. Now you're all strung out, and ready to give yourself up for one little sprinkle of this North African date rape syrup. You've fallen pretty far, Girl.""HEEEELP! O GOD SOMEBODY HELP!"Jaggeroth cups his hand over her mouth to stop her pleas to the outside world for help.
"Sorry Honey. The boys are outside guarding the door. No one is coming to save you this time. This little tea party is only between us, no party poopers allowed."Jaggeroth sits up Indian style and glares down in disgust at his eternal fix. His voice turns harsh as Haven tries rolling back over.
"Listen to me...I have an offer...."Haven flops over and onto her back again, her hands try reaching for the bottle of GHD. Jaggeroth slaps her hands away and takes the bottle up. He tosses it behind him and into the sanitation sink, Haven cries out as the liquid pours down the sink. She curls up in the fetal position on her side and starts rocking herself.
"no..no no no no no no....O god...nooooo."Jaggeroth leaps on top of her and forces her against the floor and pins down her hands.
"I don't see that ring I gave you...what happened to it?"Haven looks up into his face with full force crying.
"I gave it to my dealer for an advance on my meds...."The Time Killer is enraged, he gave her a gift straight from his heart and she pawned it off for drugs he could pop like pez.
"You know how much it cost to special order a ring that beautiful? That was ten weeks worth of pay checks from my old indie league rates."Haven closes her eyes, the withdrawal starts to send her emotions haywire. Jaggeroth's face turns to pity, he couldn't stand to see her in so much pain that wasn't caused by him.
"Come on, cheer up. Money is no object when it comes to us. Daddy has an even better present for you."Jaggeroth raises his hand and snaps his finger. The door to the medical station opens up, Grimy throws his client an over sized green duffel bag. Jaggeroth sits up on top of Haven and un-zips the bad. He rummages through the bag then pulls out a small white bottle. He unscrews the cap and produces a small yellow pill.
"Dilaudid 4 milligrams. Morphine is rated a ten on the pain relief scale, this mother fucker cranks it all the way to eleven. So, does someone want to try a little of daddy's candy?""Please...make the pain stop I'M BEGGING YOU!""On one condition...I'm going to give you my own little pharmacy here and you can keep it, I've got enough of the green monster to get me home so I can restock on what I'm missing here. You can have this bag, but only if you accept everything inside of it. Consider it the second gift I was talking about." "Yes, I'll take the bag...Please give me that pill!"Jaggeroth's mouth forms a small, toothy half smile at her words. He reaches back into the bag and pulls out a bottle of NyQuil.
"Here, You'll need something to wash it down. I'm a stickler for the tried and true purple drank chaser."He pops open the bottle and holds the pill above her mouth while moving the bottle in range. He drops the pill and begins filling her mouth with the purple substance. She hard swallows the contents down her throat. Jaggeroth bends down and gets in her face as she starts gagging on the horrid taste of the night time cough syrup.
"This time I come as a white knight. I'll lead you from your own self inflicted destruction. Hell is calling for your sweet pure soul, Satan himself can't stand up to my wrath. The great betrayer will never get his hands on you while I keep watch...sleep my darling. Your submission reaps great reward. Your salvation is contained in that bag, and an even greater gift awaits you. My darkness will be your shield, my evil intent your sword."Jaggeroth plants a small loving kiss on her forehead, his bloody lips leave a mark. He stands up and addresses her one more time before leaving.
"Sleep well, you'll need your strength for NeXuS,"With that he was off, the door slowly closing behind him with a quiet clink of the handle. Haven's pains slowly leave her body, her spirit was rising straight out of her body and wanted to escape into the astral plane. The twitch had settled and her eyes were drooping as her pupils dilate. She stumbles up onto her arse as the sound of footsteps slowly disappear down the hall. Her hand ventures into the bag Jaggeroth had left for her, she tries pulling it in for a closer look but it seemed way to heavy for a bag full of drugs. She spreads her legs on the floor and with the little strength she had left she forces it closer. She reaches in and shifts around all the bottles inside, she goes to the bottom and feels something silky under all the drugs. She forces it up and out to take a look at it. Haven pulls out a small silk sleeve with something hard inside, the sleeve had writing embroidered in gold on it.
"To my little Angel"
Haven places it in her lap, sniffling she brushes away the snot and tears from her face before opening it. She places her fingers on the little bead keeping the strings in places and pulls it out undoing the small golden ropes. She reaches in feeling something leathery in her palm, the middle was metallic. She pulls it out, her dilated eyes almost pop out of her skull. The shock of what she was holding almost sends her spirit right out into cosmos and into the hands of her beloved God. The Golden Angel tag title belt was resting in her tweeker hands.
"No way dude...." Haven throws the title back into its sleeve then forces it back into her newly acquired bag of goodies. She looks around, all the medical staff had been knocked out before hand or were out cold due to blood loss, no one knew what had just happened. She picks up the bag as quickly as she can and stands and rushes for the door. She flings it open and scans the hall ways, Jaggeroth had cut her a path to freedom. Bodies of security guards and more EMT's litter the hall. She makes a mad dash down the hall and turns the corner with her bounty close to her heart.
EOT.
