Tiffany sits on the cold stone table as she looks down at the moldy floor below her. She isn't sure in what to say to someone who she doesn't know very well nor even know how to deal with someone who can just absorb people into a single hand before. She looks over at the edge of the table to see the top of Flavie's hair. She smiles a little, "It seems like you don't like very many people."
Flavie holds her knees close to her breasts as she stares down at the floor below her. It is the only thing that she is used to at this point of her life. Everywhere else gives her some sort of anxiety that she cannot even describe.
Tiffany notices that Flavie is becoming anxious. She smiles a bit as she gets up and walks over to the side that Flavie is on. She sits down next to Flavie head as she puts a hand onto her head, "You don't need to be scared. We can be friends. That is only if you want to be friends."
Flavie's pale light blue eyes looks at Tiffany as she moves some hair out of her face, "I don't know. Last time I trusted someone, they tried to get rid of me or even worse kill me." She looks away while talking. She quickly has an idea in her head, "You never told me in who you are."
"My name is Tiffany, I am that no good Chucky's fiancée." Tiffany rolls her eyes at the mentioning of his name.
Flavie picks up her head and turns it towards Tiffany, "My name is Flavie, I am merely a nobody."
Tiffany takes out a piece of newspaper and hands it over to Flavie, "You aren't a nobody. You are Flavie and you are my friend. Do you want to come with me and away from this place?"
"I don't want anyone else to be hurt by this place. I have to stay here."
Tiffany notices that Flavie is quickly becoming concern about something, but she isn't sure what yet. She jumps off of the table and places her right hand onto Flavie's elbow, "You don't have to stay here, you can come with me."
Flavie flinches at the touch, but it felt as though it wasn't a trap. She unlatches herself and stands up as she begins to follow a smiling Tiffany out of the church.
Once they have reached the doors, Flavie opens up the doors to let Tiffant to go out first while she hears:
"Don't go..."
Flavie stops herself as she begins to notice that her version is becoming darker. One of them is trying to gain control. She shakes her head and notices that her vision is back. Sweat begins to go down her forehead.
Michael notices quickly into what was happening with Flavie while Tiffany gets interrogated by Chucky, Freddy, and Danny. He doesn't make a move to go near Flavie until everyone begins to talk about who is going on vehicle.
Apparently, Michael is going to be taking the witch with him from what has been told. He doesn't entirely care about what is bound to happen.
Flavie walks up closer to Michael. Fear isn't written in her eyes, but her movements is read carefully by the both of them.
Both killers were reading each other while Flavie walked closer to Michael.
Michael couldn't help, but scan her body up and down. Her body wasn't like all the rest of the women that he has either killed or had to deal with which the only girl that he is required to deal with is Tiffany. Flavie looks different though, she is mainly covering up her body. Was it insecurities? Or was it something else? He isn't sure nor want to test his luck, but considering what she had done with the police officers, testing his luck right now isn't the greatest idea.
Flavie stops a few feet away from Michael, "I am riding with you?"
Michael begins to walk over to his motorcycle.
Flavie continues on hearing the voices as she turns towards the church and hears it louder and louder:
"Don't trust them.", "They are not telling you everything.", and "They only want to capture you."
Flavie turns her head towards the other killers who were already leaving the area minus Michael who was starting up the motorcycle. She walks over to the motorcycle and wonders where she has to sit. It wasn't clear where she has to sit until Michael grabs her wrist and forces her to sit in front of him.
Flavie wraps her arms around his neck which was new to her. She doesn't know his name nor anything about him, but wrapping her arms around his neck was something that she has gotten used to when her father was alive. Especially before she murdered him...
Michael takes off and away from the church. The location is unknown. He has to know where they are going. He begins to breath hard since he has been wearing the mask for a while now.
Flavie looks at the road before her and notices that Michael was not going the same way that the others were going. She wasn't sure where she was anymore. The church was the only thing that she has known until she notices that they were heading into a city. She felt fear rise inside of her, but she wouldn't let Michael sense it off of her. She continued on looking at the road with a bewildered look.
Michael notices and he needs to know where he is going since he already took a different road than from the others. He took the road that he only knew, but he begins to hear jets flying by him. Heading towards the church.
Flavie notices that the flying machines were going to the church. She begins trying in getting out of Michael's grasp off of the motorcycle until she watches the church explode by the machines making it explode. Something inside of her went off like a ticking time bomb.
"I TOLD YOU!!" The voices says with anger.
Flavie kicks Michael in the face as she jumps off of the motorcycle and starts rolling onto her sides. She watches Michael fall off the motorcycle as well as the motorcycle soon exploded. It was also a ticking time bomb and who knew if the other vehicles were ticking time bombs as well.
Flavie gets onto her feet and begins running back to the church until she felt a pair of strong arms wrap underneath her breasts and lifts her off of the ground. She begins to kick the air as she screams out in anger, "Let me go! You knew this would happen! You should have left me there!" She continued on screaming out in anger while Michael carries her into an motel manager office, but he has no choice to take off his mask which he refused into doing.
There was not much in the room minus a locked key placement. The walls were grey with white cabinets.
An elder man is sitting on a comfy rocker chair behind an old oak desk as he was reading today's newspaper. He looks up to see Michael carrying a very angry Flavie who was shouting at Michael to put him down. He shakes his head and mutters under his breath, "Newly wedded couples. I fucking swear." He takes out a key from inside of a locked case and hands one over to Michael, "Room 309. Top floor." He watches the duo leave his office with his tired chocolate brown colored eyes as he looks back at his newspaper.
Michael carries Flavie to 309. He unlocks the door and throws Flavie into the room before walking into the room as well. He has to make sure that Flavie doesn't leave. Carrying an angry woman all the way from the exploded motorcycle to the motel itself was tiring.
Flavie has tears run down her cheeks as she sits down on the floor. Trying to calm herself down as blood begins to spill out of her mouth. She says to herself, "I will find more victims! I will kill more people! Stop hurting me!"
Michael watches the scene before him, but walks over to a white bed spread that is only meant for a couple. The entire room is only meant for a couple and no one else. There wasn't even a kitchen minus a small fridge next to a trash can.
The room was mainly white with black and white furniture. It was making Michael sick, but he will deal with it until Freddy and the others find them.
Michael looks back down at Flavie who was shaking. He bends down and picks up Flavie bridal style while she was telling him to put her down. He gently puts her down on the bed and walks over to the edge of the bed on the opposite side. This wasn't a day that he nor her wants, but it is something that happens.
Flavie looks over at Michael, "I... I am sorry..." She quickly looks away. This wasn't what she had in mind when she agreed in going with them. She sits against the bed set until she notices that Michael turns his head to her. She takes in a deep breath, "I am not used to leaving the church. Also my name is Flavie... Guessing that you and your friends only took me away from my home so that you guys would take me somewhere else that isn't there."
Michael looks at her and notices that she is crying a lot now. It might be something that he isn't used to. He is used to killing someone, but this isn't what he had in mind.
"Michael."
Flavie looks up at to see Michael not looking at her. He was turned away. She puts a hand next to one of her ears, "Pardon?"
Michael takes in a deep breath, "Michael." His voice was deep and a bit raspy. It was though he hasn't been able to talk all this time. He isn't used to it either so it made him sick.
Flavie smiles a little, "It is nice to meet you, Michael."