Halo II
Angels & Monsters

By: Micah Diablo
(© 2010-2011 by the author)

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Chapter 8
Angels and Monsters
 

SCENE A

"You okay?" Matt asked as he lay beside me in bed.

I looked at him and smiled. "I just had sex with the guy who I love," I said with a smile. "I'm more than okay. I'm complete."

Matt kissed me softly. "Was it what you imagined?"

"Considering my last sexual encounter was a lot more painful, it was a lot better than I imagined," I said with a half-laugh.

"I promise to never hurt you again," he said, as we cuddled. "You know, a lot of things have changed in the month since we got back together."

"Yeah, we're doing twice as good as before, I've done a lot of protest and awareness work with the Rainbow Soldiers, and I'm finally happy in my life," I said to him. "I owe most of that happiness to you, though. Without you, I wouldn't be as happy as I am now."

"Aw, you're gonna make me get all mushy and cry," Matt said, and we both laughed. "I'm glad your parents aren't here. We get to have the whole house to ourselves. Well, excluding the fact that Nick and Ky are here as well."

"It's a gay man's paradise, here," I said, getting out of bed and putting my boxers on. "Come on, let's go get the rest of the pizza and bring it up here before those two come back up for air."

Matt accidentally knocked over a folder knocking my papers out of it. He picked them up and began looking at them.

"What is Marco?" he asked, curiously.

"Uh … it's a story I just start writing a while back," I explained as I finished dressing. "About this gay bad-boy kid and a group of friends who have tumultuous friendships and relationships and go through life dealing with … well … life."

"Does he have a hot boyfriend?" he asked, placing the folder back on my desk. "Preferably modeled after me?"

"If I modeled him after you, then he wouldn't be hot," I said with a laugh. "Now, come on, punk."

Matt groaned and followed me downstairs. I was at the bottom of the stairs when I realized something was wrong. Nick and Ky both sat on the couch, fully clothed looking rather scared. I noticed noise coming from the kitchen and saw my parents' car keys laying on the coffee table.

"Oh, my God," I hissed, trying to force Matt upstairs but my mom walked out of the kitchen.

"Bring him down," she said with an eerie look on her face. I looked at Matt, who looked just as nervous as I felt.

Matt and I made our way down the stairs, and I looked at Ky. "Why didn't you warn me?" I whispered sitting beside him.

"I sent you a text like twenty minutes ago when they came in," he whispered back. "Nick and I were doing it down here on the couch, and they walked in on us."

"They weren't supposed to be back till tomorrow night," I said, as they both walked into the living room.

"Well, we decided to come back because your mother was worried about you boys," Dad said, sitting across from the four of us. "With good reason, I see. Imagine my surprise to see my son being molested by another boy. My other son is upstairs being molested. Figured I would let you finish before we interrupted you."
 

"I wasn't being molested," I said with a sigh. "It's called having sex. You and Mom used to do it on a regular basis."

Dad sighed. "Coy, you used to be my pride and joy … compared to your brother, who's always been a nightmare, up until recently. Now, I'm equally ashamed of you both."

"The feeling is mutual," Ky said with a hiss. "Look, I've bought into this bullshit that the so-called 'Reverend' Taylor has spewed out and even tried to please you guys. But I'm happy being the way that I am."

"We are both in love," I said with a smile. "I love Matt, and Ky loves Nick."

"I was afraid this would happen," Mom said to him. "You two are corrupted."
 

"No, you two are fucking idiots," Nick said and Matt issued his agreement. "I swear, no wonder Ky felt like he had to betray his own brother in order to save himself. With parents like you, who could blame him?"
 

"Coy has been hurt enough in his life," Matt said, getting up and stepping in front of my father. "I refuse to let him be further hurt by idiots like yourselves."

My father punched Matt in the face hard. I rushed to his aid but my father shoved me back.  "Nick, if you would so kindly guide this young man, here, out, and please leave our house," He said to him. "Please say your good-byes because you will not be seeing our sons after tomorrow."

"What the hell are you going to do to them?" Nick asked as he helped Matt up.

"WE are going to help them," Mom said, and she pushed the two toward the door.

"This isn't fucking right," Matt said, trying to get back in the house. "I swear, I'll kill you if anything happens to either of them."
 

"Please don't make threats you can't keep," Mom said, shutting the door and locking it before making her way back into the living room.

"What's going to happen to us?" Ky asked. He didn't care anymore. Honestly, it was not worth the hassle anymore to hate. He could never have a meaningful relationship with Nick because Anthony didn't approve of it. His parents were crappy, and his relationship with his twin brother was barely a brotherhood, and he felt they were merely associates.

"We're sending you two away," Mom said to us. "Reverend Taylor has told me about Coy's protests and his having joined a cult that promotes this unhealthy lifestyle, and the Reverend has also told us that you have turned your back on the same people who tried to help you. You don't bite the hand that feeds you, Ky."

"Reverend Taylor promotes a group that is murdering gay teens and young adults," I said to shock them. "Did you know that?"

"Yes, we did," Dad said to us. "Which is why we are trying to save you boys … Before you suffer the same dire fate those poor boys faced. A painful death."

"Where are you sending us?" I asked them.

"Tomorrow we are sending you to Freedom Hospital in Delaware," Mom replied. "It is an institution that helps people with mental disorders, and they are going to reprogram your minds."

"REPROGRAM?" Ky and I screamed in unison. We looked, saucer-eyed, at each other.

"You can't send us away," I said in the first authoritative voice I could ever remember using.  "We're both over eighteen, now, and we're of legal age to do what we want."  Ky smiled at my logic, but we both were grossly disappointed when Dad grinned that snide 'Reverend Taylor' smile and spoke.

"Not in this State, son;  not in this State.  You're not of legal age, here, until you reach the age of twenty-one."

Something bad was going to happen … We knew it, but what exactly, we didn't know.

"You boys should get some sleep," Dad said to us. "It's going to be an early morning." 

SCENE B 

I had fallen asleep after talking with Ky about what was going to happen in the morning. I was wrapped up in the pillow that Matt had rested on. I needed him here to protect me from the darkness that was about to come my way. I felt myself be shaken awake, violently.

"Matt, come on, you don't gotta be so rough," I said, sleepily as I opened my eyes. "Ky?"
 

"Get up," he said to me with a hiss. "Grab your cell. We need to go."

"Go where?" I asked, still asleep. "What's going on?"

"I had to use the bathroom, and I saw some armed guards talking to Mom and Dad downstairs," he explained. "They looked dangerous. We need to go now."

"Fuck," I growled as I climbed out of bed. I threw a pair of jeans on and made my way over to the window. "Is this safe?"

"Are THEY safe?" Ky asked, motioning downstairs. "GO! NOW!"

I opened my window and made my way outside by crawling on the roof as the door to my bedroom burst open.

"KY!" I yelled out, trying to crawl back toward the window.

He slammed the window down and turned to face the guards. I lost my grip and slid to the edge of the roof.

"Crap," I said as I let go of the edge and fell to the ground. The shock stunned me for a second, but I limped and made my way around the side of the house. A guard knocked me in the face with the butt of his gun He picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder, and walked inside the house. 

SCENE C 

He had been standing there for about fine minutes, Josh as he snorted a line of coke. Josh was oblivious to the figure behind him. Anthony cleared his throat, scaring Josh.

"What the fuck, man?" Josh asked annoyed.

"Exactly; what the fuck, man?" Anthony said walking toward the couch Josh was sitting on. "I told you I hate when you do that shit in my house."

"You and Nick score me the drugs, but complain about where I do it?" Josh asked, raising one eyebrow. "Come on, that's a double standard, don't you think."

"Whatever," Anthony said, throwing his backpack over his shoulder. "Besides, I only got you enough coke for one day, and that was two weeks ago, and Nick is barely home. So where did you get that supply from?"

"I got resources," Josh said with a goofy laugh.

"You also got powder on your nose, coke whore," Anthony said, shaking his head in disgust. "Look, ya know you're my man and all, but you seriously need help."

"Help with what? The drugs?" Josh asked as he prepared another line. "Man, I can quit whenever I want to."

"Then quit now," Anthony said folding his arms.

Josh shook his head no. "But I don't wanna. It relaxes me. Makes me feel good. Real good."

"Fucking junkie," Anthony said, shaking his head. "What time did Nick come in last night? He wasn't here when I went to bed."

"A little after twelve," Josh said as he snorted another line of coke. "HOT DAMN! GOOD SHIT!"

"I take it you aren't coming to school today, huh?" Anthony asked Josh, who was beginning to get dazed and not really paying attention. "Nope, you're not. NICK! COME ON!"

Nick walked down the stairs and out the door past his brother.

"Alrighty, then," Anthony said with a sigh and headed out the door.

"Whole house to myself," Josh said looking around.  "I say, I should find a girl and fuck the hell out of her all over this fucking house."

He pulled his phone out and randomly began texting a list of girls in his phone. 

SCENE D 

Matt paced outside my second period class hoping to see me as the bell rang. As the classroom emptied, he discovered that I wasn't in the class.

"FUCK!" he yelled, punching a locker beside him. "OH, SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! THAT HURT!"

"Gee, Matty boo, you got some pent up anger, don'tcha?" Giselle asked, walking up to him. "Coy still not giving it up? Is that why you're beating up on defenseless lockers?"
 

"Actually, I fucked the hell out of him last night," Matt said, trying to make her mad. "Oh, word of advice … you might want to take some oral tips from Coy. He's a helluva lot better at it than you ever were."

Matt turned to leave Giselle, who was fuming with anger.

"You know, it would suck if your father found out about your sinful obsessions and activities with Coy," she said with a sneer.

Matt stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face Giselle.

"There are a lot of beautiful and longing girls here at college that want you, myself included, and they're willing to do whatever it takes to get you, again myself included," she said, walking toward him. "Don't get me wrong, Coy is a hot dude, but I'm … hotter."

"You're pathetic, is what you are," Matt said to her. "Listen to me closely: we will never … EVER … be an item. Why do you think I've been fucking boys and men behind your back to begin with? You could never satisfy me. So stop trying, and stay the hell away from me."
 

Matt walked off from an angry Giselle, who stood with an evil grin on her face.

'Too bad, 'cause I know what's gonna happen to your boyfriend," she said to herself. Arms wrapped her from behind. "This better be Darek."

"Of course," he said as she turned to face him. "Who else would it be?"

"Nobody," she said giving him a kiss on his lips. "I love these lips. I can't get enough of these lips."
 

"I can't get enough of you," he said to her. "Today is the day that we can stop hanging around in secret and let our relationship be known."
 

"Right," she said with a half-smile.  "So you seem a little too excited, just to have our relationship out in the open. What else has you so giddy?"

"Our plan to destroy Ky, Coy, and those Rainbow Soldiers is in motion as of this morning," Darek said as they headed to the Student Union. Both had a free period and they usually spent them together, in janitorial closets.

"Oh," Giselle said as she saw Nick walk past her.  He flashed her a dirty look, seeing the couple, and kept walking on past. "So what happens now?" she asked Darek.

"I don't know, honestly," Darek said with a shrug. "But I do know that those two will be dead pretty soon. Along with the rest of those faggot Rainbow Soldiers."

Giselle noticed Nick at his locker, and he noticed her looking. She smiled softly at him. He wasn't sure why she was looking his way, but it couldn't be anything good. He flicked her off and turned in the other direction. Giselle sighed softly to herself.

"You still keeping your promise, right?" She asked him. "Nick and Matt won't get hurt. Will they?"

While Giselle had a strong dislike for both boys, she had uncovered a secret about Darek after he invited her to his house, and learned that he had it in for both Ky and me. She blamed us both for taking the two boys she had fallen in love with, away from her, and she wanted to protect them as much as possible.

"Well, you're my girl now and since you kept your promise … I gotta keep mine," he said kissing her on the cheek.

"Good," Giselle said with a false smile.

She hoped she could trust him, but something told her, that she couldn't. It was that still, small, voice that she was trying to quiet inside her head. 

SCENE E 

I shot up from the cot that I lay on. Looking around, I was in some sort of room with beds containing three other boys, one being Ky. He was lying there, unmoving, but I wasn't sure if he were alive.

"Ky!" I said rushing over to him. He groggily stirred and looked around to see where he was.

"Where are we, Coy?" he asked as the other two boys sat up in their beds.

"Freedom Hospital," one boy said with a yawn. "Section 9, aka Hell."

"What is section 9?" I asked, sitting on Ky's bed. His face was bruised pretty badly from an apparent beating.

"Section 9 is where they place all the queers like Trent and me, and then reprogram them or … if the reprogramming doesn't take, they terminate them," the other boy said. "I'm Terry. Trent's my little brother. It's nice to see they got some hot guys here, twins at that. We've been having a drought on hotties here."
 

"I'm Coy," I said, introducing myself. "This is my brother, Ky. How long have you two been here?"

"What month is it?" Trent asked me. I looked at Ky before looking back at Trent. "It's February," I replied. "February 13^th."

"What year?" Terry asked us.

"2009," Ky answered.

"Then we've been here for almost three years," Terry said with a sad look. Trent began to tear up.

My heart began racing fast, and I looked at Ky who had the same look of fear on his face.

Before we could ask more questions, the door of the room opened and two guards and a man in a white coat stood at the door.

"Hello, Trent …Terry," he said to the two boys. "Welcome, Coy and Ky, to the Freedom Hospital."

"Freedom, huh?" Ky asked with a scoff. "Where is the freedom at keeping kids locked up in here like fucking animals for three years."

"We're only trying to help," the man in the white coat said. "I'm Dr. Denton, and I specialize in abnormal sexual personalities."

"Personalities?" Abnormal Personalities?" I asked him. "There is nothing abnormal about us. The only abnormal thing is, we're here against our will."
 

"You're both minors," Dr. Denton said. "Your parents have complete control to send you wherever they feel is best for you to get the help you need."

"We don't want help," Ky said through gritted teeth. "We just want to be left the hell alone, and to go home."

"I'm sorry but you will not be leaving here," Dr. Denton said with an apologetic look. "Trent and Terry here are half-way to their recovery. We would start you on the same routine they were on but … you two require a different routine."

"Such as?" I asked him.

"Don't worry about that, boys," a voice said from behind the guards. They stepped to the side and revealed Reverend Taylor. "You're in good hands." 

SCENE F 

"So nobody has seen them?" Nick asked as he sat at that table with Carmen, Matt, and Anthony. "Nobody has gotten a text message … phone call … IM … anything saying where they are or if they're okay?"

"Nope," Anthony said, and Carmen shook her head no. "What I can't get is, that it's been over a month since I forbid you to see Ky and you've been doing it behind my back, Nick."
 

"That's the funny thing. You don't get to forbid me on anything," Nick said getting annoyed. "We are the same age."

"Yet, I am the mature one, and I know not to chase after guys who are trouble," Anthony challenged.

"No, you just chase after the ones that you can never get," Matt said, taking Nick's defense. He realized that Nick was the weaker twin, and he refused to see Nick being bullied by his brother.

"Look! I'm not talking to you," Anthony said to Matt with fire in his eyes. "I sit at this table everyday since he chose you, and I ignore you. I  ignore you two as a couple. But he's not here right now, and I'd have no problem whooping your ass right here and right now."

"Guys," Carmen said with a nervous look at the two. "Please, don't fight. Not today. We need to figure out where Coy and Ky are."

"No, we aren't going to fight, Carmen," Matt said, looking directly at Anthony. "There's no reason to. He lost a fight that he lost before it even started. The funny thing is, that even your own brother can see that I belong with Coy."

"What are you talking about?" Anthony asked, confused.

"Matt, don't," Nick growled, but Anthony began putting two and two together.

"You didn't?" He asked his brother with a look of utter betrayal on his face. "Oh, my God! You helped him."
 

"Anthony, they're in love, and it's not right trying to keep the two apart," Nick said to him. "I'm sorry. But even if you HAD gotten together with Coy, he would never truly be yours. His heart will always belong to Matt."
 

"Whatever," Anthony said angrily. "You have nothing to say to me."
 

Nick was about to say something when he noticed a disruption outside in the hall. Somebody was screaming murderer in the halls.

The four of them rushed along with the other people to see Darek and Daniel fighting each other.

"Thank God, you're here," Daniel said as he noticed Anthony, Matt, and Nick. "He knows where Coy and Ky are."
 

"What? Where are they?" Matt asked, jumping into Darek's face.

"They are being disposed of," Darek said with a sneer. Matt looked at Anthony with a worried look.

"What do you mean, 'disposed of'?" Anthony asked, but Darek ran off into the crowd of people.

"After him," Nick yelled as he took off after Darek, followed behind by Matt, Anthony, Carmen, and Daniel.

Carmen looked around and saw Darek jumping in a car.

"He's getting away," she said, exasperated. She looked at the boys with a nervous look on her face.

"Guys, what are we gonna do?" Nick said trying to hold his tears back. "Coy and Ky are in trouble and he is the only person who knows where they are."

"So do I," Giselle said, walking up from behind them. They turned to face her with skeptical looks on their face.

"Where are they?" Matt asked stepping up to her. "Giselle, Please don't let this be one of your games, because  I don't hit girls but I might make an exception in this case."
 

Giselle pushed past him and looked at Daniel. "Ever heard of Freedom hospital?"

He nodded his head slowly. "In Delaware?"

"Exactly," she replied. "That weird Reverend guy and Darek and the rest of those weird people he hangs with, convinced the twin's mother and father to send the boys there to help them. But if anything, it's a modern day concentration camp."
 

Matt growled in frustration. "You knew what was going on and you waited until now to say something? You could've prevented this and saved two lives."

"I did save two lives," Giselle said bitterly. "I couldn't save the twins—not sure if I even wanted to. But Darek and his weirdoes were going to kill you and Nick. I didn't want that to happen. Shortly after you came out in school, I was approached by Darek to join his group because he knew that I wasn't tight with you guys anymore. I learned what he had in store and, needless to say, I still care about both of you, and I agreed to date him in return for his promise that he would make sure you two were spared."

Matt rolled his eyes and turned to his friends. "Anybody up for a road trip? I need to save my boyfriend … again."
 

He walked toward the other parking lot and toward his car with everybody grouping off except for Nick. He turned to face Giselle.

"I hope that you let go of the hate in your heart, Gisellionare," he said, calling her the name he had given her. "You were an amazing person when we dated, and I'm sorry that I hurt you. But if you wanted to hurt me … then hurt me. Not Ky."

"I'm sorry," Giselle said with her eyes glistening.

"NICK!" Matt yelled out from his car. "Come on."

Nick flashed Giselle a look of hope. He realized that he HAD used her as a temporary fix for Ky, but he couldn't entirely fault her. Had he been honest with his feelings and not brought Giselle into the circle, he might not have to worry about his boyfriend being hurt.

"Thanks for your help," he said before jogging toward Matt's car. 

SCENE G 

Josh watched as the freshman girl, he'd just slept with, walked toward her wheels.

"Will I see you again?" she asked as she stood at her bike.

"Probably not," Josh said looking at his old house he shared with his father.

"Jackass," the girl muttered before riding off down the street, leaving Josh sanding there in thought.

He missed his father before the beatings. He missed his bed. He missed the smell of his house. He missed himself, his life, before all the shit hit the ceiling.

"Fuck this," he said shutting the door behind him. "I'm going to my house."

He jogged across the street and noticed that his father's car was in the driveway. He looked at his watch.

"It's before 1, meaning the prick is asleep," He muttered as he walked on to his front porch and got the hideaway key to open the door. "I am getting my fucking pillow and ipod."

He slowly crept into his house and saw that the downstairs was empty. Shutting the door behind him softly, he made his way up the stairs. A step creaked, and he hesitated before walking toward the top. He walked into his room and noticed it was exactly as he'd left it. It was still a mess with his clothes in the middle of the floor. 

"How I like it," he said with a nostalgic smile. He lay on his bed and admired the softness that he missed. Closing his eyes for a second, he fell asleep. But not for long.

"You have five seconds to get out of my house," his father's voice boomed causing him to jump up, off the bed. His father stood with a gun pointed right at Josh.

"Dad…"

"Four..."

"I wanna talk…"

"Three…"

"Please..."

"Fuck it," Josh's father said, pulling the trigger and shooting Josh in the chest. Josh fell back on the bed in pain.

"You should've stayed away," Mr. Jackson said as he walked out of the room. "Should have stayed gone."

Josh watched his father's retreating footsteps as he walked down the hall. He was in so much pain.

"I wanted to say that I … forgive you," he said before he lost consciousness. 

SCENE H 

"LET GO OF ME!" I screamed as armed guards drug me out of the room.

"Where are you taking him?" Ky asked as he watched me being drug down the hall, kicking and screaming.

Reverend Taylor shook his head. "He is going to be programmed," he said with a blank look on his face. "I am sorry that it had to come this far, but these are extreme cases. Coy is causing a rebellion at school and promoting an unhealthy choice of sexual deviancy."

"Coy is living his life the way he is supposed to live it," Ky said angrily. "I thought that you could help me. But I realized that listening to you just fucked me up even more."

Ky tackled Reverend Taylor to the floor and begin strangling him. He saw the blood draining from the Reverend's face and saw that he was succeeding at what he was hoping. However, two guards barged in.

"Let him go," A guard demanded, but Ky kept his tight grip on the Reverend's neck.

"Not until he's dead," Ky said as he watched the life drain out of the man. He could see the cold look in Reverend Taylor's eyes. The look of death was slowly creeping upon him. But, then he released his grip partially when he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. Looking down he noticed that he had been stabbed with a pair of scissors that had fallen to the floor when he tackled the Reverend.

"I am so sorry, Kyle," Reverend Taylor said as he watched him bleed. "I didn't want it to come this way. Those demons inside of your head are controlling you. Maybe there is hope for you yet."

Ky closed his eyes and thought of Nick. If he were going to die, he wanted to remember the one good thing he had found in life.

"Dispose of him," Reverend Taylor said, walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.

SCENE I

 The elevator doors opened and the guards drug me out of the elevator toward a door. I didn't know what was going to happen next.

"Please don't do this," I pleaded as I tried to stall as much as possible by dragging my feet along the floor. "PLEASE!"
 

They opened the door and shoved me down some stairs into the dark room with only the light above shining down.

"NO!" I yelled as I tried to rush toward the door but they shut it. I started crying. I hated being in the dark.

Once, when Ky and I were in the fourth grade with Josh, we were playing outside during the night. They thought it would be funny to lock me inside this old abandoned building, and I remember that it was full of rats and that homeless bums were there who were attacking me for money and clothes. Needless to say, ever since then, I've hated the dark.

I grabbed my stomach in pain. I don't know but I had the sinking suspicion something was wrong with Ky. I heard a rustling noise in the darkness and jumped and looked around in the darkness.

"Who's there?" I asked still looking around trying to figure out what exactly was going on and who or what was around me.

I felt a pair of hands grab my body and slammed me into a wall, my head ringing from the blow. I tried to fight back but was too dazed. The hospital gown I was wearing was torn from my body and I was pinned up against the wall. The person, obviously, a man was bashing my head into the wall. I could feel the blood from my nose dripping.

"Who … who are you?" I asked, half-conscious.

"Miss me?" A voice asked;  a voice that sent chills through my body and caused me to tense up even more.

"Tony?" I asked, unsure.

He softly kissed me on the neck, and I felt him release me. He turned the lights on and I saw him plain as day.

"I must be drugged or something," I said, trying to laugh even though I knew this was not caused by drugs.

"Nope,  not drugged," he said with a sneer. "You don't mind if I turn the light off, do you? I want to try it in the dark."

He smiled at me and reached up to the turn the light off, but stopped.

"You hate the dark don't you, Coy?" he asked me. "I forgot that you hated being alone in the dark. I remember they told me that. Learned that secret from dear, Ky."

He pulled the string and it went completely dark. I felt him pin me up against the wall.

"You're supposed to be dead," I said, not able to push him off of me. "You're dead."
 

"Well, the dead has risen," he said tossing me to the ground. "Let's finish what we started." It was then that I heard him unzip his pants although while holding me down with one arm on my back and I heard him spit. He roughly began to finger my hole.

"Stop!" I yelled out. "HELP! HELP!"
 

"Scream, baby, I like it," he said, and that was when I felt him penetrate me.

He grunted as he thrust painfully inside of me. "Tight … just like I remembered it. I missed this."

He began thrusting hard and deep inside of me. I tried pushing him out but it caused more pain the more I tried to counter.

"Stop fighting, and take it like a man," he whispered in my ear. "I … Shit! Feels so good. I would take this ... because … oh, fuck … goddamn, you're so tight … they're killing your brother as we speak … betrayal … and I get to have you. To reprogram you."

It was in that very second, I felt something inside my head snap. Almost like I was being possessed by something else. The pain from the rape and my head caused me to black out.

Was I dying?

SCENE J 

Matt rushed into the parking lot and parked. He jumped out of the car and ran toward the entrance of the hospital.

"MATT! WAIT!" Carmen yelled out to him. Four armed cars had their guns pointed and ready to shoot at him.

Anthony tackled Matt to the ground. "Dude, they got fucking guns. Calm the fuck down. We can't save them if we're dead."

"Where are they?" Daniel asked as he, Carmen, and Nick made their way toward the guards.

The guards were silent but Nick recognized a figure walking toward the group.

"Hello, young people," Reverend Taylor said with a warm smile. Darek followed behind him. "I'm sorry to notify you but visiting hours are over."

"Where are they?" Daniel demanded. "They were not supposed to be hurt. I didn't want this. Coy just wanted to help, and Ky wanted to be rid of your evil shit."

"Martyrs to your cause," Darek said with a chuckle. Matt tried to make a go at him but Anthony held him back.

Nick noticed somebody being wheeled on a gurney and focused on a direction. "Oh, my god," He said covering his mouth. "Is one of them…?"

Matt noticed the body and his face begin to pale. "Is that Coy or Ky?"

"Relax, it's Ky," Darek said with a laugh. "He got a little rough with the Rev here, and in self-defense, Rev Taylor stabbed him."

"NO!" Nick yelled rushing toward Ky. Carmen and Daniel ran after him.

"Where is Coy?" Anthony asked Reverend Taylor.

Reverend Taylor looked at Darek who smiled and said nothing.

"He asked you a question," Matt said stepping toward the two. "Where the hell is Coy?"

"Coy is suffering a fate worse than death," Darek said and that was when Matt lost it and punched him in the face. Anthony joined in but both stopped when they felt the guns pressed toward their back.

"I Suggest you take your friends and leave," Reverend Taylor said. "There is nothing left for you here."

"If something happened to Coy, I am willing to die," Matt thought to himself. He glanced as he saw Nick sobbing over Ky. He wasn't sure if he were dead or alive. 

SCENE K 

Four Months later…..

"Jesus, do you always have to be so rough with the boy?" she asked him. "You have had him for four months now."

"Yeah, Coy and I like it rough," Tony said with a laugh. "Besides he always has to fight back so I have to let him know who's the boss."

The doctor rolled her eyes. "I still don't know why they decided to use you as a way to reprogram him," she said with a sigh. "It's been this long and he still wants to be gay. Maybe it WASN'T a choice for him."

"They want him to believe that if he stays gay, things like this will always happen to him," Tony said with a shrug. "The more he fights the longer it will happen. But I think I am breaking him, little by little. For these past four months, he doesn't fight as much. But I didn't mean for him to hit his head on that metal pipe."

"Yeah, of course you didn't. Here is one thing I don't get. You  were supposed to be dead," she said to him. "How did you fake that?"

"Easy," Tony said with a laugh, impressed with himself. "Coy shoots worth shit, and all I had to do was fake being dead and control my breathing, and when Anthony left the house, I left."

"You are a sadistic, smart boy," she said, also impressed with this revelation.

I shot up off the bed I was lying on, scaring them both.

"Shit," Tony said taken aback by my sudden waking up.

I looked around trying to figure out what was going on. "Where am I?"

"Coy, you are in the operating room," the doctor said. "You suffered from a bad blow from being with Tony earlier, and we wanted to make sure you were okay."

"Yeah, we did it rough, Coy," Tony said with a laugh.

"Why do you keep calling me Coy?" I asked them both looking at them with a confused look.

"Because that's your name," Tony said with a laugh.

"No it's not," I said confused. "My name is Marco."

The End.

Author's Note: 

Well, Angels & Monsters is officially finished, which brings us into the new saga. "Marco" explores where "A&M" left off. It will introduce new story lines as well as new characters. As you can see Coy is…well, Coy isn't exactly Coy right now. Something triggered a break inside of his mind and as you can see, he has developed a second personality. You will see what happens with this new-found personality and whether Coy will return, what happened with Josh and Ky, and where exactly the story goes in "Marco".

I will say this…Leave everything you know about "Halo" and "Angels & Monsters" … Because "Marco" is entirely different.