The Deaths of Ian Stone Page #3
so we don't get killed?
I'm sorry, all right?
I mean, I don't understand
why I keep bringing you into this,
but you need to just get
as far away from me as possible.
Hey, I'm with you, okay?
Okay?
Okay.
You look awful.
I could say the same about you.
So you're one of them.
A harvester.
We don't die.
We just keep going, feeding off them.
Feeding?
How?
I'll show you.
So you let him see you?
We feed on their fear.
So, w-what are you, like vampires?
It sustains us.
But we corrupted ourselves.
We began feeding
on human pain as well,
searching for it everywhere.
It's almost like an addiction.
And the fear one of them experiences
the moment before a violent death
is the most potent.
Our... drug of choice.
Once you've tasted it,
you never want to stop.
You need it more and more.
And when you can't find it,
you have to kill for it.
That's what turned us
from parasites into predators.
And you just keep hunting,
waiting to feed again.
S- So, how many of them are there?
I don't know anymore.
Why the hell are these things
coming after me?
You hurt them.
You did something to them,
and they won't let you remember
until they can work out how
to bring you back into the fold...
or destroy you.
You were the most powerful one.
They can't kill you, but together,
they have the power to move you
from life to life every day.
Such a simple thing.
so completely.
What are you talking about?
You have to protect her.
She's the only chance you have.
They found you.
- Jenny. Jenny, wake up. Wake up.
- What's wrong?
We gotta go.
Gotta go. Gotta go.
Sorry.
Bloody idiot.
Hello. Well done, man.
Run!
Lan. Lan! Lan!
You're tired, Ian.
Lan! Lan!
Lan, Ian,
Ian.
Silly name, really.
We could've chosen a better one.
Lan, please, you have to stand up.
I can't. I can't.
You can sense it.
Can't you?
- What's happening to me?
- You remember.
Blood always remembers.
- Lan!
- This one.
Medea, don't.
Why, Ian?
Pity?
For this?
But then necessity always
leaves an emotion.
Doesn't it?
Aw, you can smell her fear.
Just like the rest of us.
Come back to us, Ian.
We can be together again.
Take her.
Lan...
Kill her, Ian.
L...
Kill her, Ian.
Lan!
Come on, Ian.
Kill her.
No!
Stop.
Kill her now!
I'm sorry.
Hello?
Hello!
Help!
God! Help me!
No! Help!
Nobody can hear you, Ian.
Help!
Feeling better? No?
Unless you feed,
you starve.
You're very difficult.
No!
It takes everything we have
to control you.
Still, those old memories
keep seeping back,
even though we wear you down,
killing you again and again
and again
and again.
So now it's time for answers.
How did you do it? Hmm?
Still don't remember?
Let me refresh your memory.
You killed one of us!
One of your own!
You shouldn't be capable of that.
I want to know how.
That was a very nice try.
Really, we know you've had
a little helper.
Where is he?
Hmm? I just want to know.
Is he one of us?
Another one like you, perhaps?
We're ready.
You're in need of treatment.
So you see why
we can't just let you go.
You're far too much of a threat.
A harvester
who kills his own kind.
And while we may not
be able to kill you,
we can certainly hurt you.
You turned on your own
and abandoned us.
Why did you do that?
I don't know.
I think you do,
but you've hidden it away,
and it's in there somewhere.
We just need to pull it out.
No. Wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait...
You're getting weak, Ian.
But you won't die.
The pain'll only get worse,
and it will never end.
You need to feed!
I won't.
Really?
I think we can change your mind.
Cross my heart
and hope to die!
No! No! No!
I know you're hungry.
But don't worry.
We always take care of family.
Hi, Toby.
How are you feeling now?
Is it better?
What do you want?
You can smell his fear.
Try and get some sleep now.
I'll check on you later.
Don't fight what you are.
Oh, well.
Waste not, want not.
No. No. He's just a kid.
Get away from him.
No!
Toby, what's wrong?
What's wrong, dear?
Dr. Gilbert!
Don't look at them.
Toby, it's fine. Don't worry.
Toby... Toby, listen!
You're all right.
Stay with us.
No!
I don't enjoy this, Ian,
but you leave me no choice.
If they kill you, this is gonna happen
all over again.
That was quite a trick...
pulling her from one life to the next.
She's the reason, isn't she?
You have to protect her.
She's the only chance you have.
You left us for this!
But you know what I think?
Once she's gone,
you'll come back to us.
No!
They can do terrible things to her,
and that will be the end for you.
I'm sorry, Ian.
I hoped you could keep going...
go on protecting her.
I tried.
You must stop them, Ian.
What you draw from her,
it's more powerful than fear.
It will give you the strength
to destroy harvesters,
but... but also
the power to give life.
I can't.
Jenny.
Help her.
She changed you.
What am I supposed to do?
You don't understand.
You're not like the others.
Not anymore.
I killed so many, Ian.
When you begin your existence
in darkness,
it's all you know.
Everything you do is driven by it.
But I found one... like your Jenny.
She changed me, too.
How?
Fear and pain
were no longer my sustenance.
I found new life in her love.
Until they took her.
So long as Jenny lives,
you have a choice.
You have a chance!
But you'll have to feed.
I can't.
You have to!
For Jenny.
I won't hurt anyone.
Not them.
You can help me go.
Please.
But you found love once.
You can find it again.
Don't you think I've been searching?
I'm tired, Ian.
It's my time.
Still a little afraid?
Find him.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Please...
Somebody help me!
Run!
Jenny!
Come get her, Ian.
Lan!
Meddy, I promise
this won't end well for you.
My, my, my.
Let her go!
The little angel
who saved your soul.
Where's the sparkle on this one?
Don't!
You disgust me!
You're not strong enough to stop me.
Others will come for you.
Maybe.
You're an infection.
This ends with you.
We've only just begun!
Is this what you want?
You want to go back
to playing house?
Or maybe you like it here.
I'll do it to your world, Ian.
You're mine.
You're always mine.
Now I'll have to start all over again.
What would you like
your next life to be?
it won't be pleasant,
and she will certainly
not be part of it.
Meddy...
You can stop this now.
No.
You can feel it, can't you?
This is why we have to feed.
You're right.
Such a simple thing.
It will give you the strength
to destroy harvesters
and the power to give life.
Shh. Look at me. I'm right here.
- I'm right here.
- Lan...
You're not gonna remember
any of this, all right?
Everything's gonna be all right now.
You have to trust me.
I love you.
Come on!
Whoo! Yeah!
Hey.
So, how does it feel to be the hero?
Oh, you're a goddess!
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