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Amnesia and Star Child	By : coldblood Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 1673 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Linkin Park. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Elsewhere, Mike was in a similar state, slumped against the wall in the mens room, staring in a dazed, sleepy kind of way off into space.
All sense had come and gone, it now was flying off, up, up and away - and all efforts to recapture it eluded him.
A figure walked in and stood with Mike’s poisoned body before him - he smirked, his face was weathered and scarred, his hazel, psychotic eye was lit up like the eyes of a wicked jack o’ lantern. The other half of his face was hidden by the white half mask.
Another man walked in, wearing a similar mask, the first turned to the second with an evil smile curled on his lips.
“The hybrid’s down. C’mon, time to get him out of here.” He said.
The other man, who was a good deal taller than the first, nodded, and together they hefted Linkin Park’s emcee up and lugged his dead weight out of the night club.
The bouncer at the door way stopped them.
“What’s wrong with him?” He asked.
“Had one too many. We’re taking him home.” The second said coolly.
“Okay. Drive carefully.” The bouncer nodded and let them pass.
The first and second nodded, then continued out the door, dragging Mike into an awaiting car.
Had the car’s windows not been tinted, the white masked occupants would have been visible - not to mention the heavily sedated monster.
Once everyone was in the car - four alert men, two wearing the white half masks, which they cloaked now with white hoods, two wearing white balaclavas, one sedated monster and one tranquilized part Japanese man, the car sped off into the night.
The sleek black car continued through NYC until it reached the outer suburbs, where they stopped in the driveway of a building at the end of the street.
The house looked like a normal middle class home, the garden was well kept, the roof nicely painted and the front porch nice and inviting - it all looked perfectly normal.
Except for the fact that there were four white masked men dragging a shadowed, lumpy mass of alien flesh up the path and into the house.
Two more masked men came out from inside the house and retrieved the last of the cargo - the six foot tall colored male.
Once he was inside, the driver of the car came back out of the house and erased any evidence of there ever being anything out of the ordinary happening.
The street continued sleeping, totally unaware that there was something ominous going on.
Inside, swift and serious work was afoot - the alien monster and the emcee were being strapped down, secured tightly.
Two antique balls of iron, which are fashioned for the legs of human convicts, were adjusted and fastened to the beast’s arms, while a thick metal collar was attached to its neck, and a heavy chain meant for ships was then connected to that and the concrete floor.
The creature’s tail, a lethal weapon - was tied to its leg with smaller chain, tightened over and over until there was no hope of it freeing itself - and then tied securely to the wall.
In the next room, the sedated male was being strapped down in a less extravagant manner, but he was going to be going nowhere nonetheless.
“Is everything ready?” The first man asked.
“Yep. The hybrid and E.T. are going to get it now.” The driver said. “There will be absolutely no way they can get out of this one.”
“Have you figured out how to stop E.T. from using telepathy?” The tall man asked.
A lesser man, standing away from the rest shook his head.
“No, but I believe that certain frequency waves may confuse it.” He said.
“Good, get to work on that theory. I’m not giving the bastards any chance to get away this time.” The first lowered his voice maliciously. “I don’t like my hybrids cheating death. And I don’t like mutant E.T.’s helping them either.”
The tall man knelt and touched the young, part Japanese on the thigh and smirked.
“Can’t wait ‘til he wakes up. Then we can have some fun with him.” He grinned.
They all laughed.
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