Wraith enters after them and puts his weapons away, then leans heavily against a wall and takes a few long breaths, favoring a few cuts and bruises. He then looks over at Jade and thinks for a moment, then pushes himself off and walks over to her. "Want me to help you with anything?"

OOC: [Deep breath]

Myth looked up at the window and eyed Wolf looking down. His voice was heard, but his lips did not move. "Ah... I see you made it? Like the view? Now... sit back, relax... and enjoy the show."

Myth looked down at Monk, but this time his lips were moving. "Now... as you are well aware, we are in the room of fears. I have you shown you two gret fears in your life, have I not?"

"Two?" Monk struggled up to his feet.

"Yes... two. One, is standing right in front of you." He spread his arms out to prove his point. "But I don't know why. I mean, what have I done? Urged you into killing a few people?"

"You made me try to kill my friends!"

Myth shrugged, "Minor note. It's not all that important." He let his arms sink to his sides again. "The second, is standing all around you. All the people you have killed over the years."

"I didn't kill them! You did!!"

"You don't follow well, do you? I have no body. I have no say in what you do. It is all up to you."

"No! You took me over, you took control of my body functions! I had no say at all!"

Myth shrugged, "All right... so I had a little say. But... then why were you able to fight me off ealier?" Monk gritted his teeth. "That's right... you tried."

"I try all the time! I was lucky to beat you those other times!"

"Right... I guess that's true..." Myth said, with obvious sarcasm.

"What is that supposed to mean!?"

"I mean... you wanted to kill."

"What?"

"You wanted to kill those people. Admit it."

"Never! I never want to take another life! It is wrong!"

A gunshot was heard as a man screamed and hit the floor behind Monk. "That was your first. I remember it clearly. In fact... if I remember correctly, it was your Master from back in the monestary."

"LIER!" Monk pointed his finger at Myth, "Take that back!"

"What? The death of him, there isn't much I can do. It's not like I can recreate the dead."

Monk dropped his head and balled his hands. "Take... This is all a fake! It's not real!" Another shot was heard as another body fell to the ground. Then another. Then another three. Then the shots seem to come like an automatic, bodies hitting the floor rapidly. "No..." Monk picked his head up and spun around slowly, watching as the bodies his the floor, blood either coming out of their chest or head because of the shot. As the bodies landed on the floor, the pool of blood flowed its way to Monk. It surrounded him until soon, he was standing on a little island of floor, the bodies still hitting the floor. "No! I didn't do this!!" Monk shouted out through tears. "I didn't!" He dropped to his knees, his hands falling into the pool. After a moment, he relaxed back and watched the blood as it dripped down on his wrists and onto the ground. He looked under him and saw that the pool had reached him, his knees were now submerged in the red liquid.

"Please... make it stop!" He shook his hands free of the blood as best he could, but it just stayed there. There wasn't anything he could do. The blood looked like it was about to fly off, but it just retreated back to his hands. "No... Off! It wasn't me! I didn't do it! Get it off! I do not have any blood on my hands!!" He shivered as he let his hands go and dropped them into the pool with a splash. "No... I didn't..."

"Stop with the... I didn't crap!" Myth houted over him. "It was you! The blood that covers your hands now is ust a small portion! If we were to simulate a comparison, this entire room would be brimming with blood! There would be more blood here than in any of the oceans! Stop with the lies, Monk!"

"No... I'm not lying! I've never have taken a life. I've never!" The blood made its way up to his hips. "I've never killed anyone!" It raised up to the center of his chest. "Not me!" His head was nearly in it. "No! NOO!!" He cried out, the blood finally getting around his head.

That's when a hand came through, and grabbed Monk by the neck. With ease, Myth lifted him out of the pool, now completly gone. It was just him, Myth, and the white walls and floor. "Relax... you're right. It's only an illusion." He tossed Monk aside and continued to stare foward. "See, you're fine!" He took a deep breath, and then showed a smile. "Actually... I think its time we see... you true fears."

Monk slowly arched his hed at Myth, "My... true fears?"

"Yes... You think Me and the bodies were the worst? Hell no. Not even close. Not... even..." as he walked away and disappeared from sight.

"Myth! Myth! Come back here!" Monk stood up and look frantically around, "Where are you!? Come back you coward!" As he turned completly around, he saw two people standing there. He stood up and rushed over to them. One was Male, the other, Female, he could tell by the hair. "Hello?" As he got closer, the figures took shape. He saw the backs of two people. He knew them almost instantly. "Wolf? Jade!?"



To the patrons watching, all they saw was Monk running in place, making no distance what so ever, until the two figures mentioned came into view, and Monk made his way to them. Before that though, they saw everything.

OCC: [/Deep breath] And to think, this is only half. No one take control of these characters. React, but let me borrow them for a sec. Actually, Me and Wolf already did out part, and Jade has a small, but very important part in the next scene. Ok... I have to eat now. Hopefully I'll be able to finish this tonight. Until then all!

OOC: Sorry for the double, but it had to be done, I had a limit. Stupid limit. Anyway... here is the end of the scene. [deep breath]

"I thought I told you two to leave!" Upon seeing them, Monk completely forgot that he was in his room of fears, and instantly felt calm upon seeing his two friends, but something was strange. They didn't move, or react, or anything. They just... stood there. Monk grabbed Wolf's shoulder, "Wolf? You okay?"

Wolf shrugged his friend off. "Leave me alone..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Wolf turned around, glaring at Monk. "What's wrong? You shot Jade...AGAIN, I've been repeatedly shot and shot at, you've twice jeopardized the lives of your fellow teammates, and since I'm not sure who you really are anymore, I'm not sure I can trust you!"

"Wolf... I've always been Monk. What's there to trust? I am me! You are you! What's gotten into you!?"

"Besides yet another bullet...I'm not sure. All I can tell you right now is that this alter-ego of yours has made some stirring accusations...and maybe I'm starting to wonder if some of them are true."

Monk just stared at Wolf, dumbfounded, "What? You... You believe him! I've been you're friend for God knows how long, and now you take the word of a liar? How... Why?"

"...because when you keep getting led into traps it's hard to trust the one responsible. I'm finding it hard to belive that a supposed master of Zen would be unable to prevent an evil entity from controlling his mind unwillingly."

Monk didn't know what to say. He just continued to look at Wolf, tears started to form in his eyes, "I don't get it..."

"Neither do I...and that's what's making this difficult."

Monk put a hand on Wolf's shoulder, "Please... you have to believe me! I don't know what's going on! Help me!"

Wolf brought his .45 up to Monk's head. "You want help? Here it is, a one-way ticket cure for insanity!"

Monk looked down the barrel of the gun. He also took a step back, "You... you wouldn't... would you? Please... What happened to you?"

Wolf's gun hand wavered slightly, "The truth hit me...that's what happened!"

"The truth!? What truth!? That I'm a fake? That's a lie! I am Monk! Why do you question me?"

"Because you question yourself! How can I trust someone who can't explain his own existence?!"

"I... I don't know... I can't answer that. But you have to believe me... I can't help it! He takes control!" Monk lowered his face in front of Wolf's to try and dig his point in deeper.

"And yet you can't stop him? Hard to believe."

"It's true! You saw what they did to me!" The tears came more steady now, "You... you saw the pain... and tourture they put me through! And for what? So that I would lose my friends in the long run?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Or maybe they just wanted a sleeper agent that would know damn well what he was doing."

"Sleeper agent!? The torture I went through was for them? How dare you! HOW DARE YOU!"

"How dare I indeed. This has gone on long enough. I want you to get the hell away from us. Far away...and don't plan on me asking for you to return." and with that, Wolf spun around and walked away.

"Wolf! Wait! Don't go! Don't leave me!!" Monk went to follow him.

He stopped as Wolf looked over his shoulder and flipped him off, without wavering on his steps, "Stay the hell away from us!" and he walked into nothingness.

Monk fought back the tears, then shifted his eyes toward Jade's back. "Jade? You have to believe me... I... don't know... Please... show compassion." She didn't move, or speak, or anything. "Please! Say something! Anything!! I beg you!" Still no response. "Jade!" He reached out and grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to turn to look at him. He didn't know it, and didn't mean to, but he was screaming at her, "Damn it Jade, speak to me! Why will you not say anything! Where is all the words you always use to repremand me? Where is the vote of confidence? Where is it! WHERE!?"

Jade just looked deep into his eyes at first with a look of shame, then one of anger. She brought her hand up, and slapped Monk right across the face, dropping him to his knees. His eyes, wide open, he rubbed the spot with his hand. He looked up at Jade with the tears now running down his face. Without saying a word, she too turned around and followed Wolf into nothingness. Monk sat there for several minutes, then dropped his hands to the ground looking to the floor, watching the tears hit the floor with a splash. No... they...

"They what? This place is a lie? You heard it right from the horse's mouth. They came back to help you, finally realized who you were, and decidedto just tell you their true feelings. Face it Monk... you're alone."

Monk didn't know what to say. He couldn't think of anything to say. The truth was right there in front of him. He could feel his heart slow, black started to surround him. His arms grew weak until they finally gave way and he landed on the ground. It's not true... I... am... Monk...

"No... I'm... not... I'm... ... a... ... ... failure..." He closed his eyes, and let strain finally get the best of him. To everyone though, it looked like he had finally passed to the other side. Even he thought that he was done.

Myth looked up into the room that the trio was in, "There... I have just gotten rid of one problem." The lights feel silent in the room, leaving them in total darkness, save the light from the room Myth was in. "And it will be too dark to make your way back. Face it. You have lost. All of you!" Myth at first smiled, then shuddered slightly, then let out with an outburst of laughter.

OCC: [/Deep breath]

Wolf stared aghast at the fake vision he had just seen. That is not me...Monk has to realize that....

He watched as everything went dark. "Well...shit" he muttered to nobody in particular.

"...you've lost! All of you!"

"Bullshit!" Wolf yelled at Myth. He drew his Uzi, aimed it at the window, and fired. The bullets bounced off. He expended the entire clip without making a dent.

Myth laughed "Waste of metal, Wolf, your luck's run out."

Wolf gave Myth the finger "Don't count me out yet, asshole!"

Wolf discarded the empty gun as he turned from the window. "Jade, what's the status on the brainwave download, and can you upload any Night Vision goggles into here?"

OOC: Aw man I had such a cool idea for the Fear Room! Can I still use it?

BIC: Jade was leaning on Wraith and looked up at Wolf. "Almost done, and here are the goggles." She limped over to the window. "Shit, this was my good leg, oh...my...god." Jade had been inspecting her wound, but had just gotten a glimpse of the window. Seeing herself slap Monk made her cringe. Tears started to uncontrollably stream down her face. "We have to help him, he needs to know that it wasn't us. Wolf we need to get there. I don't care about me, he needs us." Jade wanted to pound on the glass, to try and get through to Monk. But all she could do was stare and let her tears soak her tank top.

ooc: am I still a threat?

OOC: Well...JADGuy...the thing is we are trapped by a malevolent alter-ego who wants to imprison us inside Monk's mind for all eternity. Coyote, on the other hand, has a bomb that isn't due to go off for another 60-70 hours. So right now...he's a secondary threat. So to keep youself amused, I'd suggest keeping us up to date on the Agent's attempts to navigate the labrynth you mentioned earlier. Don't worry, we'll be coming soon (I think...). Anyways...I believe Andy is supposed to be looking for clues...but he hasn't posted in a while.

OOC: Yea I havent been able to speak with Andy for a while. I'm sorry about the lack of attention JAD, if you want I can take control of Andy's guys for a bit.

OOC: Time to think, and the "Brillant" plan! (Wolf will get it)

Myth looked up and just laughed at the feeble attemps of Wolf, "Yes... let your anger out on the window. It was definatily it's fault that your friend here was too weak for his own truth. No wonder he lived such a lie. It was easier for him to live. Pathetic." He looked at Monk's limp body, "Hell... he didn't even know his own damn name." He shook his head, "A pity. I guess that means we'll never know for sure." He looked back up, "However... you are all still alive, so I need to change that." He turned and started for a wall, but paused. "Oh yeah, about those night vision goggles you wanted, don't bother. This is any old normal darkness. No... This is the darkness of death. No light will be able to get though, you will not see a thing. However, I will. Not only do I know this place by heart, I can light the rooms as I please, also being a resident of this brain. So do me the favor of staying there and making my job of killing you all easier." And he got to the wall, reached out for a doorknob, pulled it open, then closed it behind him. Monk was now... alone.

While it seemed he was dead, he was clinging on to memories. He refused to give up the fight. He lived out any of the memories he could recall. Childhood, battles, lectures, anything that came to mind. But soon, one memory stood out. Possible the worst memeory that he had in his mind. In the room, a TV appeared on the table, turned itself on, and showed the following images:



Monk could remember it like it was yesterday. The gun in his hand, the feeling of triumph, of victory. He looked on as Jade had her hands up, a nervous yet brave look on her face.

He never felt so alive.

He never felt so powerless before in his life.

The feeling of killing her was causing his heart to dance in its cage.

The feeling of killer her sank his heart so low, he could not feel it beat anymore.

He sweat with the sweat of an eager child.

He sweat with the sweat of a failing patient.

The world was in his hands.

The world was soon out of his control.

He knew there wasn't anything he could do, and yet, he was making the choice of shooting her. He was in a paradox of emotions. Joy, pleasure, fear, sorrow, anger, remorse. He felt it all in the moment. Until he could feel his finger recieve it's command. "Fire."

Something happened, and he could feel the trigger being pushed down. He tried his best to fight it, but it was too late. He couldn't do anything. He lifted his battle to the arm, and caused it to move, ever so slightly to the side, but just enough to miss Jade's heart. Enough... to save her.



The TV went dead, just as Jade fell to the ground, blood falling from her body. After a minute of snow, the TV vanished from sight.

Monk's eyes shot open. He had done it. He had once fought Myth, and won. He started to shake, as the lights started to dim back up to life. Monk forced his weak body to comply with his orders. He forced his hands to place themselves on the ground. He then command to have his arms lift him off the ground. He then had his legs cut under him and place them flat on the ground. He stood upright and looked around. It was dark, not because the light ws dim, but because his body was weak, it was already giving way under his weight.

He never felt weak in his life.

He felt like he was the strongest man in the universe.

Jade shuddered at the images of her getting shot replayed on the screen. All this time, she was thinking about how to help Monk wake up from his depression. Suddenly her eyes widnened, "I've got it!" She tapped her PDA and downloaded a pad and a pen. She began scribbling on it while Wolf looked on puzzled. "These are his memories right? Well we have to remind him of the good ones too. I'd download this usually, but I don't want Myth screwing with it. Ok, done." Jade brought the pad to one of the cabinets labeled "Monk's Memories" and placed it in there. "Please, let this work. I'm at a loss if it doesn't."