Jeepers Creepers 3 1/2: End Game

Part Three

Daniel drives to the library while trying his best NOT to think about what they were doing because it would only make his head hurt. ‘Demons and angels?’ he thinks, ‘What the HELL have we gotten into, Adrian?’ He looks back at his boyfriend and finds the younger male quickly falling asleep. A soft sigh escapes him and he wonders if they will survive this with their relationship in tact.

“Umm, Madison, why exactly did you start with dark magic?” Samantha asks suddenly.

“Because it’s easier to learn,” Madison responds, “which makes it more dangerous. Lighter magic takes more focus and energy to do.”

“Great, that’s reassuring,” Erica mutters.

“Well, regardless, you shouldn’t have tampered with things you DON”T understand!” Madison snaps.

“I’m sorry! Dammit, how many times am I going to have to say it?”

“More than you’d like to, unfortunately. If what the rumors say about Creeper is true, there is a LOT of dead bodies piling up,” Madison tells her quietly. Erica goes silent and stares out the window, her green eyes wide and fearful.

Daniel sighs. “I don’t understand why this thing is doing this…as I’ve heard, NONE of the victims of it survived.”

“Don’t over analyze this, Daniel. Just be glad that your boyfriend is not on its list of people it wants to shred into bite-sized pieces.”

“That doesn’t make me feel any better. It’s taunting me now.”

“What?” Madison asks.

“This last time, it gave me a mocking smile before it left. It knows how much it’s bothering me.”

“Well, it’s a demon. They do tend to be tormentive.”

“Yeah, well this one is going to end up DEAD!”

“Don’t do anything stupid…that’s what it’s counting on. I can tell that it really IS bothering you but you cannot allow that to cloud your judgment. It cannot be killed by us, that’s why we’re trying to summon an angel.”

“That doesn’t make me want to kill it any less,” Daniel responds.

“I know that but you HAVE to remain calm. Stupidity will only kill you and then Adrian WILL be shit out of luck.”

Daniel sighs and forces himself to focus on the road. She was right, of course. There was NOTHING he could do against that thing. It just was so infuriating that it had to touch where he wanted so badly to touch his boyfriend. The only consolation he can come up with is that at least the auburn haired male was unconscious and never felt it.

Twenty minutes later, they arrive at the library. Daniel wakes up Adrian and the group heads inside. “Wow,” Adrian murmurs, “this place is huge!”

“Yeah,” Samantha agrees, “The selection is wonderful.”

“Well, you two can browse AFTER we’ve put the winged thing back to sleep,” Daniel comments, “We need to find that spell book.”

“Let’s look it up on one of the computers, that should tell us the exact call number and which section it’s in,” Samantha says.

Without preamble, the group walks in and heads for the computers. Madison types in what they are looking for and hits enter. She stares at the screen. “Well, it’s on the second floor.”

“Wonderful, let’s go get it,” Erica comments as she turns to head in that direction.

Something, however, catches Adrian’s attention and he turns his head. One of the librarians is listening to music. Soft folk music drifts across the lobby making it seem almost peaceful…until it stops in the middle of a chord. Adrian doesn’t wait to hear the familiar notes begin before he grabs Erica and hauls her backwards. “Wh-what?” she demands not realizing what he’s doing. He doesn’t answer, merely shoves her into the first door he comes to and puts a chair under it as the first sentence of ‘Jeepers, creepers’ starts to play. He ducks down into an aisle of books as he hears the shattering of a window. Of course he had to be here. They hadn’t seen enough of the damn thing to last fourteen lifetimes.

His musing is cut short when he hears the screaming begin. He presses against the end of one of the book cases and shivers. This was going to turn into another blood bath…just like the bus. He presses harder against the wood and hopes that maybe…just maybe the Creeper WOULDN’T find him this time. There was only so much of that sharp toothed, mottled skinned winged THING that he could stand in one day. He closes his eyes tries to drowned out the screaming, praying, and sobbing people mixed with the crashing, splashing, and tearing noises he was hearing.

After a while, it gets eerily silent and Adrian is suddenly worried about the others. Had Daniel been killed? What of Madison and Samantha? He takes a deep breath and looks around the side of the bookcase…and promptly wishes he hadn’t. Seeing the blood and body parts all over the floor sends him to his knees gagging. It also catches the attention of the Creeper who comes in his direction. Adrian manages to get to his feet and runs up the aisle to avoid the winged menace; however, that brings him into the main area. He runs straight into a puddle of blood and slips sending him crashing onto a low table. Dazed, he isn’t able to get up right away which gives the demon the opening it needs to catch him. Adrian finds himself pinned to it with the demon on top of him. ‘Dammit, not again!’ he thinks, ‘Why can’t this thing leave me alone?’

His pants and boxers are removed and the demon moves down. However, this time, he pushes Adrian’s legs apart and push them in towards him by his ankles making his knees bend. Adrian is DEFINITELY worried about being open this much and is about to struggle when that moist heat engulfs him. Overwhelmed by the felling, he doesn’t notice the fingers that slide into him. However, he DOES notice when the creature sinks into his depths. A chocked cry escapes him and his hips jerk but whether it’s to try and get the demon out or pull him further in, the auburn haired male cannot tell.

Across the room, Madison and Samantha slowly make their way up the stairs trying to be as noiseless as they can though it seems the Creeper isn’t paying any attention to anything except Adrian. When they get there, Madison comments, “I can really see why Daniel doesn’t like him.”

“Daniel is going to be pissed. You should have seen him when it was just two fingers that thing had in him, he looked ready to explode.”

“Dear lord…and now, it’s fucking him? We need to find that book before the blonde gets himself killed.”

Samantha nods her head and begins searching the ends of the aisle for the correct numbers. After a few minutes, she finds the right area. “Hey it’s somewhere over here,” she calls softly to Madison, “or at least, it should be somewhere over here.”

“Do not get pessimistic,” Madison tells her as she joins her. Both girls search down the row looking for the number.

“Oh lord, no,” Samantha murmurs looking at the space it should be in.

“Let’s see if some inconsiderate ass moved it,” Madison tells her as she continues down the aisle. Samantha does as well on the other side. By the time they reach the end, they have to concede that it’s not there. “Dammit,” Madison mutters, “This is NOT good.”

“What are we going to do now?” Samantha inquires.

“We’re going to wait until that thing leaves and then we’re going to find out who has the book and go ask them to borrow it.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“Oh boy.”

Downstairs, watching from behind another shelf of books is Daniel. He clenches his fists and does his best to try and keep himself from storming over there. It would help no one. ‘Bastard,’ he thinks, ‘that’s MY lover!’ He draws himself away from the sight and rests his head back against the end of the bookcase. ‘This is not our month, babe, this really isn’t,’ he thinks.

Three agonizing hours later, the creature leaves with another mocking smile in Daniel’s direction. The blonde waits a few minutes before walking towards Adrian. The auburn haired male is slowly sitting up. His blue-gray eyes widen when he sees Daniel and an embarrassed flush colors his cheeks. “Babe, it’s okay. The only one to blame is that winged bastard,” he murmurs as he reaches him. Adrian just wraps his arms around him shaking. Daniel holds him close. “We’ll find a way to stop him from doing this again, I promise,” he whispers.

“I’m sorry,” Adrian tells him, “Gods, I’m so sorry.”

“I told you that it’s not your fault, babe. Let’s just get you dressed and hope that the others had more luck than we did.” Adrian nods and lets Daniel help get him dressed. He still cannot believe what happened to him.

“I am getting really, really sick of that thing deciding that I am a good taste for him.”

“I know but you could be dead…and I prefer you alive.” Daniel’s comment makes him smile at him.

“Well, we’ve got some bad news,” Samantha says approaching.

Daniel sighs. “How bad?” he asks.

“The book is checked out, bad,” Madison responds.

“Oh god,” Adrian groans.

“However, we can go and see who has it…granted it might make us get a little bloody.”

“We don’t have a choice. Let’s go get the address of the person and go get that book. I don’t care that it’s early in the morning…we HAVE to deal with this stupid demon that’s chasing around my lover.”

Nodding in agreement, the other three head over to the checkout and try not to step on any unfortunate person’s body part or slip in blood. The two receptionists behind the desk are lying on the floor, dead as well. Various body parts are missing and the teens try not to stare too hard at the mess. Madison goes over to the computer and searches for the answers they seek. “Ah, that’s interesting,” the black haired girl comments.

“What’s interesting?” Daniel asks.

“Well, you’ll miss the irony of this but the one who has it…is our classmate Tyrese.”

Samantha groans. “Lordy, NOT him…”

“What’s wrong with this guy?”

“Oh nothing,” Madison comments, “Sam just has a major crush on him.”

“Well, we can deal with her feelings once we get rid of the stupid creature chasing us. Let’s just go and get the book…however early it is. Pissed off people don’t compare to the winged menace chasing us around…trust me.”

“Alright, let’s go get Erica and get moving,” Adrian responds.

“Yeah, where did you put her?”

“I locked her in the bathroom,” he responds as he hops back over the counter and heads for the door. He opens it. “You ready to go?” he asks the redhead.

“You LOCKED me in there!” she snaps.

“Yeah, well, we didn’t need it killing you!” he retorts, “That would be BAD!”

“Well, you could have just told me to hide!”

“I wasn’t going to risk it sniffing you out. Now come on, we have to go wake up Tyrese. He’s the one with the spell book we need.”

“Tyrese has it? Well, Samantha must be thrilled.”

“Oh yeah, she’s really pleased about this…now let’s go BEFORE Creeper comes back!”

“Jeez, what’s up your ass?” she asks, “You are more irritable than a woman on her period.”

“I just want that creature dead…okay? Let’s get going and hopefully find an end to this bullshit. I have a life I want to live.”

“Alright, alright, jeez,” she mutters as they walk to the door to meet the others. She looks at Daniel, “You’re boyfriend is having serious issues today.”

“It’s been a long couple of weeks, bitch. Don’t piss him off even more.”

“You, too? What the hell happened that put both of you in such a snit?” she demands.

“That thing took more liberties than it should have,” Samantha cuts in before either Daniel or Adrian could yell at her, “Just let it go, Erica. We need to get that book from Tyrese before the Creeper finds us again. We need the help.”

“Fine, but these two are getting WAY too aggressive.”

“You’re the one who summoned it,” Madison says quietly, “If they have anyone to blame, it’s you, remember that.” That immediately shuts her up.

The group heads out of the library and back to the car before pealing out of the parking lot. None of them say a word as they head for Tyrese’s house save for Madison directing Daniel and the classical station that is still softly playing. Finally, Daniel asks, “So what exactly are we going to tell this guy?”

Madison is silent for a moment before saying, “Well, honesty is the best policy.”

“Yes, because I can see him believing us when we tell him we need the book to summon an angel to kill a demon that is out to get us.”

“Well, it’s better than lying to him.”

“He’s going to think we’re lying to him.”

“Well, at least our consciences will be clear. We have to get that book and we can’t do that without explaining to Tyrese why we want it.”

Daniel knows that Madison is speaking the truth, but he still doesn’t think it will make any difference if they lie or tell the truth. Tyrese would NEVER believe that a demon is stalking them or out eating people OR that they need to summon an angel to stop him. ‘This isn’t going to end well,’ he thinks. He’s pulled out of his less than pleasant thoughts as Madison says, “His house is coming up on the right.” Nodding, Daniel parks in front of a quaint two story brick house.

“He doesn’t know either Adrian or me so one of you three are going to have to go up and talk to him,” Daniel comments.

“I’ll do it,” Madison states as she unbuckles her seatbelt, “If by any chance that song starts playing, get the HELL out of here, okay?”

“Got it.”

Madison nods and unbuckles her seatbelt before opening the door and hurrying up to front door. Looking at her watch, she realizes that it’s twelve-thirty. ‘His parents are going to kill me,’ she thinks but realizing she has no choice, she rings the doorbell. She waits with baited breath to see if anyone will respond. She’s about to ring it again, when the front door is yanked open and she’s greeted to the sight of her classmate in his boxers. Tyrese was a tall, bulky male and is quite intimidating. Madison looks up at him and gives an innocent smile. “Good morning,” she says.

“What the HELL do you want?” he growls looking highly pissed.

“Well, I need the book you checked out of the library,” she tells him.

“You need what?”

“I need the spell book you checked out of the library. It’s very important, Tyrese. I would have waited until morning but it’s urgent.”

“Why do you think I have a spell book?” the male demands.

“We went to the library and looked up it. Look, I don’t care why you have it, I just need it. I’ll even return it if you like, but please, please, I need that book.”

“What for?”

“I have to summon an angel.” The minute the words are out of her mouth, Madison knows she’s just gotten herself in deep shit.

“You have to WHAT?” Tyrese demands now fully awake.

“Look, just let me have the book. The explanation is very complicated and we don’t have time for it. There are a lot of people who are in danger.”

“I am not giving you that book until you tell me why you need to summon an angel.”

Madison grits her teeth. “It’s a LONG story. I just need the damn book, Tyrese.”

“Condense it then.”

“Fine. Erica stole one of my spell books and summoned a demon who eats body parts. We need to summon an angel to take care of it and in order to do that, we need the spell book YOU have,” Madison tells him.

Daniel, watching from the car, realizes that there was no way they were getting that book if they didn’t give the whole damn story to the guy so he steps out of the car. “Get yourself dressed, get the book and get your ass back to the car and we’ll explain everything…but you have to hurry!” he snaps.

Tyrese looks at him for a moment before nodding and heading back inside. Daniel says into the back, “Adrian, you’re going to have to sit in the middle between me and Erica. There’s a seat…it’s for emergencies and this would definitely count as one.”

“Alright,” the auburn haired male says before sliding out of the car and getting into the driver’s seat in order to put up the arm rests. There was indeed a seatbelt there so he buckles himself in and watches around Erica for Tyrese. The dark skinned male appears three minutes later in jeans, a sports jacket, and sneakers with a book under his arm. He slides into the back after Madison. Daniel gets into the front and starts off down the road.

“So what the HELL is going down here?” Tyrese demands.

“Well, we’re being chased around by a demon,” Daniel responds, “He wakes up every twenty three years to eat things from people it can use…body parts mostly. He seems to enjoy killing his victims. It’s something about their fear that helps him know if there is something he’ll like about them. He WAS supposed to go to sleep for twenty three years but Erica summoned him from his slumber when she read aloud a spell. We’re trying to summon an angel because it seems to be the only way to get rid of him that does NOT include killing the summoner of the demon.”

“You guys are whacked,” Tyrese mutters, “but here’s the book. I think I’ll tag along just to see how this plays out.”

“Well, thank you for at least giving us the book,” Madison mutters as she flips through it.

“Will you be able to do the spell?” Daniel asks.

“Yes, it won’t be that hard,” Madison answers, “Remember that the demon was summoned by Erica.” The redhead up front makes an argumentative sound but doesn’t voice her complaints. “Ah, here we go. Hey, why don’t you pull over so that I can read this without any bumps to mess up the reading.”

“Alright,” Daniel responds as he pulls the car over. He turns it off and flips the back light on. Madison starts chanting and not for the first time, he wonders what the hell he’d gotten himself into. ‘I am NEVER playing football ever again,’ he thinks, ‘this is too damn weird.’ He feels Adrian lean into his side and wraps an arm around him. He was going to get his boyfriend away from that damn thing if it killed him…and if he wasn’t careful…it would.

He’s pulled out of his musings as Madison closes the book with a snap. “Okay, if it worked, we’ll know in a minute,” she announces.

“Great,” Tyrese mutters, “You’re all insane.”

“That’s a matter of opinion,” Madison retorts, “You didn’t see that creature disembowel someone.”

It turns into an argument that involves everyone but Adrian. The auburn haired male rolls his eyes and stares out the window. As the others are arguing, he’s the first one to notice the creature appear about ten feet up the road. He stares mesmerized by the large wings and flowing white robe…until he sees the angry expression on the obviously male angel’s face. The lightning in his hand makes it more apparent. “Umm…guys,” he says, “we have a problem.”

“And what is that?” Tyrese demands.

“He’s angry,” Adrian comments, “and I think he’s angry at us.”

“Who’s angry?” the black male demands.

“The angel standing in the road,” Adrian comments softly, “The one holding the lightning.”

Daniel looks. “Shit,” he curses as he puts the car into reverse. The impact of the lighting causes a huge crater in the ground.

“Umm, I don’t think the wheels are going to reflect that,” Erica says softly.

“Why is he trying to kill us?” Daniel demands.

Madison winces. “That’s not an angel,” she says quietly, “That’s an archangel…a really, really PISSED archangel.”