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Singers/Bands/Musicians › Eminem/Marshall Mathers
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,964
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know Eminem (Marshall Mathers). I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Arivals
Marshall can tell up close that the creature's eyes don't just glow; they burn. The thing has no mouth, just empty sagging flesh where it should be and two flat holes where it's nose ought to be. It looks like a sick nightmare. The thing grabs him by his injured wrist and twists. Marshall tries not to sc, hi, his mind throwing him back into his younger years when bullies used to beat him and take great pleasure in his cries of pain. He finds himself lying on his side on the pavement in a world of pain.
He can hear Kim screaming. He wishes he could help her but he can barley spare more then a thought before he feels his head bang pullyully against the pave. His world is spinning as he vaguely feels the thing pinning his arms over his head, it's grip like steel. It shreds his shirt, ripping it up and placing a knarled hand against his skin. The hand glows as he feels a warm numbness flood throughout his body. He watches with dulled panic, as the thing's nails grew long and black before his eyes. They reach nearly six inches before he feels them press against his exposed belly. He can't hear Kim screaming anymore, everything seems deathly quiet. I'm going to die he thinks. The claws hook into his skin and then are abruptly pulled out and scratch lightly across. It takes him a second to realize the weight has been lifted and that the thing is no longer on top of him.
He blinks up to see a black woman stag ovg over him; she has flowing long white hair that seems to crackle with electricity.
"Remy..." Her eyes stare down at him but her words seem directed at another, someonendinnding behind her.
"Aye Stormy." A clipped accented voices answers, a moments confusion and then suddenly there's a loud explosion.
Marshall's head aches and he feels sick and nauseous. The woman kneels down, sh tal talking to him but he can't tell what she's saying. He's about to black out, he can feel it. He pulls his injured wrist in close against his body and allows himself to be pulled into a standing position. She's over six feet tall and he feels dwarfeandianding next to her. She's beautiful and he knows he's staring but he can't seem to look away. She's still holding onto his arm and talking to him. He watches her lips move and can feel the pressure of her holding his arm, keeping him steady, but her words don't filter through. Black stars explode in front of his eyes.
"Kim." His mind races back to the car, where's Kim? Where's Hailie? "Where are-" another burst of stars in his brain and he can't think anymore he feels himself tilt sideways and then there's nothing.
He can hear Kim screaming. He wishes he could help her but he can barley spare more then a thought before he feels his head bang pullyully against the pave. His world is spinning as he vaguely feels the thing pinning his arms over his head, it's grip like steel. It shreds his shirt, ripping it up and placing a knarled hand against his skin. The hand glows as he feels a warm numbness flood throughout his body. He watches with dulled panic, as the thing's nails grew long and black before his eyes. They reach nearly six inches before he feels them press against his exposed belly. He can't hear Kim screaming anymore, everything seems deathly quiet. I'm going to die he thinks. The claws hook into his skin and then are abruptly pulled out and scratch lightly across. It takes him a second to realize the weight has been lifted and that the thing is no longer on top of him.
He blinks up to see a black woman stag ovg over him; she has flowing long white hair that seems to crackle with electricity.
"Remy..." Her eyes stare down at him but her words seem directed at another, someonendinnding behind her.
"Aye Stormy." A clipped accented voices answers, a moments confusion and then suddenly there's a loud explosion.
Marshall's head aches and he feels sick and nauseous. The woman kneels down, sh tal talking to him but he can't tell what she's saying. He's about to black out, he can feel it. He pulls his injured wrist in close against his body and allows himself to be pulled into a standing position. She's over six feet tall and he feels dwarfeandianding next to her. She's beautiful and he knows he's staring but he can't seem to look away. She's still holding onto his arm and talking to him. He watches her lips move and can feel the pressure of her holding his arm, keeping him steady, but her words don't filter through. Black stars explode in front of his eyes.
"Kim." His mind races back to the car, where's Kim? Where's Hailie? "Where are-" another burst of stars in his brain and he can't think anymore he feels himself tilt sideways and then there's nothing.