|A dark journey
Author: Chrizets PM
When Chloe is terribly injured and poisoned in the same attack, Alek, Jasmine and Amy must race to save her before she loses her lives. Meanwhile, Chloe's facing her own inner demons, possibly learning more about her Mai self.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Supernatural - Chloe K. - Chapters: 11 - Words: 8,999 - Reviews: 28 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 22 - Updated: 01-11-13 - Published: 08-09-12 - id: 8410768
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Chloe awoke with a start, the remnants of some awful dream gnawing at her semi-awake mind. She glanced at her window, noting that it was open now, as it had been closed when she went to bed. Either someone had tried to kill her and utterly failed… or-
"Bad dream?" Came an irritatingly familiar voice.
"Jesus—Alek!" Chloe attempted to jump to her feet, but was caught by her blanket, and slammed into the floor. "Uff…There's this fancy thing called a door. You should try it sometime," Chloe muttered as she rose to her feet.
Alek smirked. "You never answered my question."
"Did you have a bad dream? You woke up sort of… panicked."
"What?" Chloe paused, "I—I don't know. I suppose."
"…that wasn't much of an answer, but I'll take it. So… what's the plan for today?"
Chloe disappeared into her bathroom. "The usual; lunch with Amy and Paul, then to your place for dinner—" She called.
"And in between that?"
"Okay. Wait, where's your mother?"
"Oh, she had to go into work early—is it really nine already!?"
Alek glanced at the clock on Chloe's nightstand, "Yeah! Why? When does your shift start?"
Chloe ran out of the bathroom, now completely dressed and out the door.
"I'll take that as a… now?"
He heard her running down the stairs, followed by the slam of the door.
"Okay… see you later!" Alek sighed.
By the time her shift was over, Chloe just wanted to go home and fall asleep to some movie, but was reminded that this option wasn't available when her phone rang in her pocket.
"Hello?" She answered.
"You're coming, right? I swear, if Valentina finds out that you skipped she'll—" Jasmine's voice began.
"I just got off work, now. I'm coming."
"But I expect you to feed me something good before you start beating me with… what are we doing today?"
"Hand to hand."
"—Beating me with your fists."
"No worries. You'll love dinner!"
Chloe smiled, "Good! Be there in a bit."
The sun had already begun to set as Chloe made her way along the emptying side-walk. She felt something… or someone, watching her and stopped to scope out the area. Nobody was supposed to be guarding her at this specific moment, at least, not that she knew of. She pulled out her phone and dialed Jasmine's number.
"Hey, where are you?" Jasmine answered.
"Uh—um—close. Hey, is someone supposed to be watching me, right now?"
"You told us you wanted a bit of privacy, remember? No one's scheduled to be watching you, specifically. I think there are a few Mai scattered about, though."
"Yeah, yeah. I just… "
"Is something wrong?" Jasmine said, the sound of worry immediately filling her voice.
"I'm… not sure. I feel like someone's watching me, that's all."
"You said you were close. How close?"
"About a mile, why?"
"Run, Chloe! Just get out of there. It may be nothing, but better safe than sorry. I'm coming to meet you."
"O-okay," Chloe hung up and slid the phone back into her pocket, taking one final glance around before she darted down the nearest alley. Now she was certain that someone was following her, for she could hear their rapid footsteps behind her. 'Where are these guys always hiding!?' She thought to herself as she leapt over a large dumpster. But to her surprise, behind the dumpster was a dead-end. She went to turn back around and take a different path but was stopped by a hooded figure.
"So, you're my stalker?" Chloe asked, in an attempt to give herself some confidence, "Well, isn't that nice?"
The figure said nothing as he shoved the dumpster aside and slowly walked toward her.
"Nothing? You go through all of this trouble to meet me and you say nothing?"
The man pulled a knife from his pocket and took a sudden lunge towards Chloe.
Note from the author: Well, this is actually my first fanfic. I generally find it more fulfilling, or simply more fun to create an entire story by myself, but after reading some of the content on this site and noting that my brother has written some of his own, I decided to give it a go. I am a fan of "The Nine Lives of Chloe King", and was genuinely disappointed when the show was cancelled. And though the movie is looking a bit iffy, I think I've come to terms with it solely on the fact that the show survives further on sites like these. :)
Anyways, tell me what you think. I literally have absolutely no idea where this story is going to go, I sort of intended to work it out as I went along. If you have any ideas or suggestions, I'd love to hear them and possibly integrate them into the story. So, thanks for reading, and I hope you keep up with my updates. I'll try not to go more than a week and a half without updating. We'll see how well that works out. :P