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The Owl King's Summer

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[E] = Eli, your boyfriend

[S] = Sammy or Sam, his disabled big brother [NOTE! He uses text-to-speech to communicate!]

[J] = Jake, a very friendly cult member

[?] = Tabby’s father.

Context: It was your first day at a new school, and the first words you heard after 'Welcome' were 'Don't talk to the boy with the scars!'. It was repeated by everyone, but no one would explain why. You decided to learn for yourself by bringing him his lunch, and... you made a friend! His name is Eli, and he's apparently the Devil himself. He's not, though. He's your boyfriend, best friend, and the person you're sure you will be with for the rest of your life. It feels like you were meant to find each other and now, after graduation, it is the Owl King's Summer… Just remember: Y̷̬̥̌̽ȯ̶̯͝u̸̝͊̓ ̸̧̤̾a̴̙͐̆r̴̳͗̈́e̵̥̚n̵̡͚̍̀'̶̣̈́ͅt̸̺͍͊ ̶̢̽ȧ̷̧͈͝ ̷̖̞̇̓m̷͎̒ö̸̭̞́͌n̸̹͒͌s̸̭̈́ẗ̷̯̰́̚ḙ̵̘͒̋r̸̥̂͠.

Setting: Home/The school’s gym

Tags:[MMMM4A][Established Relationship][Mysterious Masked Boyfriend Speaker][Disabled Big Bro Speaker][Himbo Cultist Speaker][Cultist Speaker?][Monster (?) Listener][Rescue][Emergency][Supernatural?][TW: Injury/Cults/Beatings]

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[Scene opens…]

[SFX: Tabbys’ heart pounding / Jake groaning and pleading and all the environmental sounds should become more muted by comparison]

[...you aren’t a monster…]

[J] “Please, this… i-it hurts so bad… I-I don’t want to leave my little sister alone with my mom!”

[S] Tabby! He’s one of them!

[J, sobbing] “I didn’t know!”

[You aren’t a monster.]

[. . .]

[SFX: The ringing / muted effect clearing for the following

[You are NOT A MONSTER-!]

[SFX: A terrifying, loud demonic owl shriek echoing over itself]

[You rush forward and grasp Jake around the waist, pulling him up from the trap as best you can. He howls in pain but the adrenaline of the rushing footsteps]

[J] “Oh God, oh my God, we’re gonna die, we’re straight up going to die!”

[Pause!]

[SFX: The door slamming open]

[You hear the door to the kitchen open and see Sammy making room in the doorway]

[S] Tabby! Get in!

[SFX: The wind howling/Tabby helping Jake into the house and quickly locking the door behind themselves]

[J] “Gahhh! Fuck’s sake!!”

[S] What on Earth are you doing?! He’s one of them!

[P-Pause…]

[S] ...You are not a monster, no… but he means harm…

[J] “My ankle is shattered… P-Please, I didn’t want to hurt anyone! We were sent out to retrieve the Apostate, not to hurt or kill!”

[S] Apostate?

[SFX: Tabby retrieving the first aid kit]

[J] “Wait… Are you Eli’s brother…? Huh… You’re better looking than I expected.”

[S] Focus, pretty boy. I’m strapped and not afraid to shoot.

[Jake winces as you wrap his ankle as best you can. The adrenaline is making it hard to think straight]

[J] “Thanks, Tabby… Nngh… I don’t know a lot of details… I just know that we need to bring in any missing cult members! They keep saying something about the Owl King having chosen a vassal already, and it’s someone who ran away a long time ago…”

[. . .]

[S] What do they wish to do with this vassal..?

[Jake shrugs, miserable]

[J] “We’re low ranking… When my Dad was in the cult, we were higher, but he really wanted to get me and him out of it. My Mom still makes me on her custody days, I-I hardly ever know what’s happening… I thought this was just gonna be another weird Friday with Mom…”

[Pause]

[S] ...It is said that the cult seeks to control the Owl King for their own ends, but there is no such thing as ghosts, demons, spirits, or Owl Kings. If Tabby is the ‘apostate’, they will more than likely sacrifice them or seek to brainwash them.

[Pause…]

[J] “I’m sorry… I honestly didn’t know…”

[S] You owe them your life.

[Jake just nods. You think the weight of the situation has finally crashed down on him]

[S] Tabby, text Eli. Quickly.

[Pause!]

[SFX: Tabby hurriedly texting Eli]

[S] Thank you… We need to move Jake somewhere safe

[Pause…]

[S] Yes… the basement is the safest place, but he will never be able to walk down the stairs with his broken ankle…

[Pause…?]

[Sammy gives you an annoyed look]

[S] Really…? You want him to ‘sit on my lap’ while I use the lift down in my wheelchair?

[Pause <3]

[Sammy rolls his eyes]

[S] Sigh. I called him a pretty boy one time, and you’ve decided the idea is ‘cute’. Ugh. What do you say, big boy? Can you stomach that?

[J] “I don’t mind, dude… I’m just happy to be alive.”

[SFX: Tabby helping shuffle Jake into Sam’s lap]

[J] “Oof… Erm, sorry I’m heavy.”

[S, exasperated] So long as you’re comfy, blue eyes. C’mon.

[You watch Sammy as he gets his wheelchair connected to the lift and helps Jake get down. As you hear them make it successfully, your eyes go to your phone over and over… no response from Eli]

[. . .]

[SFX Tabby going downstairs as well]

[S] Here. Lean on the couch and then use your good foot to hop over

[J, with a groan] “Thanks… Appreciate it, uh…”

[S] Sam. Now… What can you tell me about this ‘apostate’?

[J] “Jake, nice to meetcha. Look, I didn’t know it was Tabby… If I did, I would’ve found a way to tell you guys or stay away… But that’s the thing I don’t get, they’re usually really quiet about operations and such. Sending people out to wrangle others… It feels like desperation.”

[S] And they sincerely believe that Tabby is some kind of vassal for a cryptid…?

[Jake nods, pale but stable]

[J] “Yeah… I don’t know, Mom would always go on and on about this other couple that had a baby that turned into some kind of monster after birth… No offense, Tabs, but you don’t look like some kind of Owl-headed Gryphon thing…”

[Pause…]

[S] Eli hasn’t texted back, yet…? He should be done driving by now…

[J, groaning] “Ah man… Eli’s probably with my Dad, right? To drop off the helmets?”

[Pause…]

[J] “Shit. The cult sometimes uses the gym on weekends to hold meetings and such. If Eli’s headed that way, Dad might not be able to stop him from crossing paths with the main group!”

[Pause!!]

[SFX: A call desperately being made]

[You try to call Eli. Again. And again. But you only get his sarcastic little, ‘This is a voicemail of some guy. Do whatever’ on loop]

[S] He is not answering Tabby’s calls… That is bad. He is a massive simp for them and always picks up after two or three rings.

[J] “Awww… That’s so cute-!”

[S] Focus.

[J] “A-Ahem, sorry… Let me try my Dad, nngh… One sec…”

[SFX: Another call attempt… to no avail]

[Pause…?]

[J] “...Nothing… Shit. How secured is this basement, exactly?”

[S] It was once a partial bunker… Our father was a bit nutter butters on preparing for the apocalypse. Can’t get much more secure

[Sammy’s chair turning slightly]

[Sammy turns his chair, pointing toward a small internal room]

[S] That bit is the only part of the bunker left. We should hold up within

[Pause???]

[Sammy looks away, brow set. Like Eli, his facial features sharpen when when worried]

[S] ...We have to trust Eli, Tabby… He can handle himself

[. . .]

[S] I am worried, too… So, so worried… but we have to act now and get in the bunker. Please, help me get the pretty boy, will you?

[J] “Haha, I’m growing on you…”

[S] Ugh.

[SFX: Tabby helping them into the bunker - note, the door would be quite heavy and proper prepper-grade strength]

[S] Here we go… Sit on the cot, here, and rest

[SFX: Jake shifting to the cot with many groans]

[J] “Nngh… T-Thanks, Sam. I super appreciate you helping me out when… I mean, if you’d left me out there, I wouldn’t have blamed you…”

[S] For now… it seems like Tabby made the right choice. Please do not prove them wrong

[J] “Believe me, I don’t intend to.”

[SFX: The bunker door shutting]

[J] “...I really hope Eli is OK… Man, I wonder if this is the one time being a monster would come in handy, you know? Like, being born of the cult is probably not great, but at least you’d have wings…”

[S] Tabby is not a monster, Jake.

[J] “I know! I’m just saying, if they had wings like the monster that people keep describing, they’d be able to be in town in no time!”

[S] Perhaps so, but we need to focus on what is realistic and get in touch with Eli, right Tabby?

[Pause…]

[S] ...Tabby?

[Both men turn, finally realizing that you’re long gone]

[S] They’re gone!

[J] “I thought they shut the door from this side! They must have run off after him on foot!”

[S] Swear word! Jake, use my phone to text him, quickly! There’s no other way to reach him in time! Call, too! Try EVERYTHING!

[SFX: A loud but faint owl shriek and big wing flaps]

[Both men pause in their harried attempts to call Eli and glance upwards in silence]

[J] “...Did you just hear a loud owl shriek and wings flapping?”

[S] ...Not if you didn’t…

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POV Shift: Eli

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[Scene opens in the school gymnasium]

[SFX: Some muffled physical blows and Eli reacting to them, indicating this has been going on for a bit]

[E] “Nngh! Nh… H-Hell of a way to be greeted, not going to lie…”

[A robed man stands over Eli, also guarded by a circle of cultists. Their owl-like masks gleam in the minimal light and their blows echo across the gym]

[?] “Call them.”

[E] “No.”

[?] “We have no issue taking you elsewhere to continue this, boy. You know the vassal. Somehow, you have convinced it to stop its murderous ways… You are worth studying, certainly, but obtaining the vassal is far more important.”

[E] “...Is that how you talk about your child all the time…?”

[?] “...how did-?”

[E] “...You have a nervous little laugh you hide in each sentence… You addressed me as ‘obstinate boy’... they call me their ‘serious boy’. And you have the same eyes… You’re their father, then? Hi, nice to meet you. I’m their partner. I’m going to marry them as soon as I can, and I don’t give a FUCK if you approve or not.”

[SFX: Another blow / Eli reacting and/or laughing it off]

[?] “You’re insane! Do you have any idea what kind of forces you are messing with?! What sin you commit by trying to tame something untameable?!”

[E] “...Look, man, they get a little spicey if you steal a fry… If that’s your definition of untameable, Eldritch god, then I have some really bad news for you.”

[?, emotional] “You have no idea the shame of bringing a devil into this world, a devil long-awaited to help correct all the wrongs, only for it to turn out to be an uncontrollable, bloodthirsty brat! That mistake has weighed on our shoulders for long enough!”

[E, confused] “You’re talking about them like they’re some kind of monster!”

[?, terrified] “Boy, you have no idea the evil that they-!”

[SFX: That same owl shriek, a good bit louder/ the cultists reacting in appropriate fear]

[E] “...What the Hell was that?”

[?] “A reckoning… a violent, irrational reckoning… May the True King help us against this abomination… Arm yourselves!”

[SFX: Fade out on the wings drawing closer / the growing panic of the cultists]

[To be continued~]

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Note: chuckles I’m in danger.