Subject: "Limbo: The Final Frontier" (1/1) Date: Thu, 13 Jan 2000 01:06:41 -0800 From: "Tiffiney A. Petherbridge" Organization: ChickMail (http://www.chickmail.com:80) To: FKFIC-L@LISTS.PSU.EDU Alright, Nedry, so here's the deal. 750,000 up front, then half a mill for each viable embryo you get off the island... Oh, uh... sorry, wrong conversation. Forget you ever saw that. *looks around nervously* Alright, gang, here's the other deal, I get bored at work entirely too easily. So today, I found myself starting even more fic that I'll probably never finish. This, however is one I did finish. It's less weird, more stupid. Timeline: Sorta, kinda post Last Knight. Not sure how to classify it. Last Knight did occur, and I'd guess this happens whilest Nick and LaCroix are having their discussion on faith. Yeah, that's it, yeah. Characters: Tracy. Disclaimers: (I hate this part.) I don't own them. Wish I did. But I don't. I think they belong to some uptight folks that really got to stop buying underwear that is too small. It isn't good for you, ya know. Please don't sue me. Permissions: Yes, this can be achived at the FK Fanfic Site, the FTP site, and any DP do so as well. Anyone else should ask first. (Don't be afraid, I'll probably say yes, anyway. =P) ========================= "Limbo: The Final Frontier" (1/1) by Evil Cousin Tiff January 2000 <--(weird to look at, isn't it? ) ========================= Where am I? What happened? Jeez, it's nice here. The flowers... the sunlight... Hey, what happened to the night time? It was 11:00 last time I checked. >>Tracy. Oh, good, a person. Hey, can you tell me where this is? How did I get here? I can't seem to remember how I got here. All I remember was... Uh... Um... Oh, God. What happened? I remember... Dawkins... he escaped, and I went after him in the locker room. He fired his gun. But not at me. At Nick... Oh, GOD!!! Nick's eyes... I saw them. Nick's a vampire! Why didn't he tell me?! He could've trusted *me*. Ow! Ugh. The pain. He fired his gun and the bullet... it... hit... me? >>Tracy, you must choose. Is that why I'm here? Am I dead? Ah! Ugh! Can you feel pain when your dead? >>You're not dead. I'm not? Oh, good, I was gettin' worried there. >>You are on the edge of life and death. Oh, shit. >>You must choose, Tracy. Go into the light? Or enter the dark? Which is it? What?!? I'm only 26. I... I... Can't I think about this? [Tracy.] What the...? Who's that? Someone else is here, too? [Tracy, come back. Don't go into the light.] >>You have to choose *now*, Tracy, there is little time. I... I don't want to die. >> That is your decision, then. What? I haven't decided, yet! Whoooaa... Feeling a bit dizzy. What's happening? ---------- Tracy opened her newly amber eyes, a little disoriented. "What? What happened to me?" She asked herself. She could see a figure standing approximately two or three feet away. The person's identity became more clear as she approached even closer. "Jody?" --- The End Feedback, Chocolate, and all of your worldly valuable goods can be sent to gugenhoffen@chicmail.com or eviltiff@webcity.ca *********************************** chickclick.com http://www.chickclick.com girl sites that don't fake it. http://www.chickmail.com sign up for your free email. ***********************************