A Killer’s Game-Chapter 64: The End

by Missparkles on 08.09.2011

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Dedicated to anyone and everyone who has ever read Assassin or A Killer’s Game. I love you all for reading. :’)

After a while, my parents and Mrs. Wallace return to the kitchen, and Benny goes off to his room, leaving Seth and I alone. I lean back into him. We don’t say anything for a while, but this silence is companionable, and I sit through it comfortably.

“Thank you,” I say, breaking the silence. He smiles at me, his eyes lighting up.

“For what?”

“You said you’ll always be here for me. And you have. Not many people are capable of keeping their promises like that. Thank you.”

“Maybe I’m not most people,” he whispers into my ear. “You’re certainly not. You’re one thousand times better.”

“Maybe you’re not,” I reply.

Our faces are an inch apart. “Now. Where were we?”

I shove his chest lightly as he leans in closer. “Oh, don’t be so cheesy,” I tease, and kiss him. I push my worries about Pilot to the back of my mind, and just focus on Seth.

I don’t pull apart for air until I absolutely have to, and then I just lie there, my head on his chest.

“Does your ankle hurt?” he asks after a while. I shake my head no. It’s a half lie, because it still kind of stings, I just wasn’t paying attention to it.

“You fixed it,” I say dramatically, then burst into a fit of giggles.

“Oh, now who’s being cheesy?” Even though nothing’s really funny, we keep laughing, until our chests hurt and we can’t breathe. There’s something nice about it, the raw, innocent joy over nothing.

After that, we go back to kissing. Because while smiling is great, it’s only the second best thing you can do with your lips.

*****************

I guess I lose track of time, because when I finally seperate myself from Seth, it’s dark inside. A light comes on out of nowhere and I jump, but it’s only Mrs. Wallace.

“You kids having fun?” she asks with a wink. I can feel myself turning red. Er…awkward? “We’re having tea now. Join us if you’d like.”

“Tea?” Seth asks. “Didn’t we just have tea?”

Benny’s mother laughs. “I think you would call it ‘dinner.’ We’re having spaghetti bolognese.” My stomach rumbles, and I suddenly remember how hungry I was.

“Sounds delicious,” I say. Seth helps me to my feet—er, foot—and I hop over to the kitchen. Grinning, he begins bouncing on one leg comically. I slap his arm.

My parents and Benny are already sitting at a small dining table, a pot of something that looks insanely delicious adorning the middle.

I don’t care if I look like a pig, I eat like I’ve never eating before in my life. Spaghetti bolognese is amazing. Benny chatters incessantly the whole time, about the street names and the market and his mother’s cooking. He may be sixteen, but he’s got the attention span of a six-year-old.

I’m glad that he keeps talking though, it means I don’t have to. Which means I can focus on food. Which means I am a very happy camper when Benny switches topics yet again.

“I’ve always loved airplanes,” he’s saying. “I wish I could go in a airplane, but Mum says it’s much too expensive, and I can’t because we have to pay for food and other things like that. I saw an advert for a man who gave airplane rides for twenty pounds, but he was all the way in London, and Mum said that’s too far to go.”

Suddenly I’m hyperaware of the tiny green plane in my pocket, poking my thigh sharply. It gives me a sick feeling. Pilot…

“If I could have my own airplane, I’d have a red one,” Benny continues. “It would probably be really—”

He stops when something taps against the window. It sounds like three pebbles. Looking confused, Mrs. Wallace stands and looks outside.

“Why…there are three people there,” she says. My first thought is “crap, assassins!”, but then she continues, “Sasha, come here a moment. Is that…”

I reluctantly leave my food and join her at the window, squinting in the darkness to make out the faces of the figures below. It looks like two guys and a girl. And one of the faces looks strangely familiar. It couldn’t be…

*****************

I throw open the door and tackle Pilot the second he enters the room. It hurts my ankle, but I really don’t care. Seth is right behind me to help us both up, then he and and Pilot do that weird chest bump thing that guys do.

“I killed him,” Pilot whispers in my ear as he passes.

Behind him are two people, a boy and a girl. “James,” I say happily, recognizing the boy. I give him a quick hug. The girl looks familiar, though only slightly. But since she’s wearing a grey tracksuit, I figure that I must have seen her before.

“I’m Ginger,” she says brightly. “I knew Stephanie, and um…yeah.” She casts a glance at James, but he doesn’t react.

“Well, come in,” Mrs. Wallace says, “you look like you could use some food.” She’s right. All three of them are covered in dirt and bloody scratches. “You can use the washroom when you’re done.”

They eat and wash up, and when they’re done, I wash up and change into a big t-shirt borrowed from Mrs. Wallace. It feels good to be clean and fed.

“So, Pilot, tell us how you escaped,” my dad says. Pilot glances up from talking to Ginger. I notice that they’re holding hands, and it makes me smiles.

“Well you see,” Pilot begins. He tells us, with help from James and Ginger, as we sit around the living room on the edges of our seats.

I listen for the most part, but after a while I zone out and begin to fall asleep, my head on Seth’s lap and his hand in my hair. In the minutes before I fall asleep, I flash back to everything that’s happened in the past several months.

The day I joined Ronald’s facility seems like an eternity ago. Arriving in England a few weeks ago feels like decades. Even playing Thomas’ first game several hours ago seems like it’s years past.

But now, everything has calmed down. Thomas is dead, I’ve found my parents, and Pilot survived the explosion, along with James and Ginger. Razor is gone, as is Sweetie, and I can’t help that, so I’ll just move on. And then there’s Seth…

I open my eyes tiredly and stare up at him. He notices and kisses me lightly on the forehead. I smile as I let my eyelids droop again.

At least for now, it’s all over. Maybe there will be more assassins to fight tomorrow, or another psychopath to kill, but at this point in time it’s all over. We’re safe. Well, maybe not safe, but almost.

Because really, in this game, is there such a thing as ‘safe’?

~~~~~~

The End.

(Well, except for the epilogue)

33 responses

  1. EllaMarie

    This is awesome! And Ginger, James and Pilot escaped from the psychopath, or just Thomas. I think I mentioned that on one of the chapters, in the commenting part. :)

    • Missparkles

      Thanks, Ally! ♥ And I believe you did. Psychic powers, maybe? XD

      • EllaMarie

        Hmm, psychic powers? Maybe. Or maybe I’ve been stalking you somehow… ♥

        • Missparkles

          gasps Stalking me?! hides under bed xD

          • 2q2q1

            LIRL Aly and MissP

            • Everlasting

              OH MY BLEEPING GOD! THAT IS AMAZING AND SWEET AND BEAUTIFUL AND SAD AND I WANT TO KNOW MORE AND WAAAAAAAH! :( I WANT MORE! :’(

              • Missparkles

                Thank you soooo much, Silent! ♥ I’ll post the epilogue later today…tomorrow for you prob’ly, but, yeah. :)

                • Everlasting

                  AWW I’M SO SHAD! :’(

                  Random guy shouting
                  “IT’S ALL OVER FOLKS, IT’S ALL OVER! SO MANY OF YOU WILL BE CRYING RIGHT NOW, BUT YOU CAN DROWN YOUR SORROWS AWAY BY BUYING AKG’S MERCHANDISE! IN STORES NOW!”

                  Everyone listening to the random guy shouting
                  NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! OOOOH MERCHANDISE THAT WILL BREAK AS SOON AS WE BUY IT!”

                  *People go to the shop and buy the merchandise
                  “Oh I love my danger action figure!”

                  Takes doll out of bag
                  “Oh no! HER ACTION FIGURE HEAD FELL OFF! Well I guess my Thomas action figure will be happy about that!”

                  Grabs the Thomas action figure and does little reenactments

                  … …

                  … … …

                  I have no life…

                  • Missparkles

                    LIRL LIRL LIRL LIRL BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA LIRL LIRL LIRL LIRL BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA LIRL, SILENT! LIRL! :DDDDDD

                    • 2q2q1

                      LOLz TAPers LOLz

                      • Mary-Dee

                        YAYYYYYYY! DANGERxSETH! :DDDD.

                        • Missparkles

                          And…cheese… D:

                          • 2q2q1

                            EVERYONE LUFFLES CHEESE


                            starts laughing uncontrollably

                            inside joke

                            • EllaMarie

                              Cheese! I had cheese today. It was part of my dinner. Quesadilla…

                              • 2q2q1

                                Let me retype that

                                GIRLS LIKE CHEESE

                                • Zylaar

                                  Whoooooooooooooooooooooo! nice ending!!!!! (except for the epilogue)
                                  I call it dinner, not supper or tea. I hate tea. I love dinner!
                                  Gosh, my tummy’s growling.
                                  Tummy: I want Spaghetti Bolognese!
                                  Zy: Shhhh… You’re getting cow skin and noodles :)
                                  Tummy: Whooo! Cow skin and noodles! Gimme gimme gimme!!!!!!!!
                                  Zy: Fine! Let’s go!
                                  Sorry, I will resume reading the epilogue after Brunch. I aint had breakfast see, and it’s nearly 2 o clock now so yeah.

                                  • Missparkles

                                    OH, you’re on vacation, aren’t you? Cos I was thinking… isn’t it 8 AM in England? Hehe, but thanks! And MMM, COW SKIN! :D No seriously. That sounds yummeh. I mean, I eat cow tongue, how different could it be? XD

                                    • Zylaar

                                      yeah its 8:40 in England, but I’m in Tangerang, Indonesia right now with my family <3 Eww, cow tongue actually sounds pretty disgusting but hey, I aint tried it so what do i know?

                                      • Missparkles

                                        Ooo, Indonesia! That’s so cool! :D And it just tastes like regular beef, only softer xD.

                                        • Zylaar

                                          Ohh cool! I’ve gotta try cow tongue!

                                          • 2q2q1

                                            EEEEEEEEewwwwwwwwww

                                            My friend had to eat it once

                                            • Missparkles

                                              It’s amazing with rice ;D.

                                              • EllaMarie

                                                You’ve had cow tongue with rice? I don’t think I want to try it, even if it tastes like beef. Same with escargot.

                                                • Missparkles

                                                  Yeah, my grandmother makes it all the time. (She’s Filipino, so yeah.) I will eat fish eyes, cow tongue, chicken feet, frog legs, and pigs blood, but I will never eat escargot, I’m terrified of snails D:. Except that I’m horribly curious. XD

                                                  • 2q2q1

                                                    Hey can u peoples do me favor

                                                    • 2q2q1

                                                      Plz read mah new zine and tell me ur reaction

                                                      • Missparkles

                                                        My first reaction was: I shouldn’t have put him in three. T.T But I commented on it over there xD. points

                                                        • 2q2q1

                                                          :D

                                                          what bout seven or is that too personal

                                                          • Missparkles

                                                            Lolz no, I put my 3 of my best friends for 5; 6; and 7. And 7 was my friend Caela and I was just like… oh…kay…xD.

                                                            • 2q2q1

                                                              :D

                                                              LOLz

                                                              • Zylaar

                                                                Oooh! I love frog’s legs! Tastes slightly like chicken. I’ve tasted snails and it is so gross. By the way cow skin tastes nothing like beef, its like crisps or crackers. So nice… :)
                                                                Ooh! I wanna read your zine 2q!

                                                                • 2q2q1

                                                                  YAY!

                                                                  People wanna read my zine

                                                                  • KylarMorgan

                                                                    This story was SOOOO INCREDIBLY FANTASTIC!!! Ahhh! I love it. Pilot has a girlfriend! I’m happy for him! And Seth and Danger. They’re all so cuuuttteee!!! I’m gonna read the Epilogues now.

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