Starsky & Hutch

 

Simon’s Reality

(Missing scene "Bloodbath")

 

When Hutch looked into Marcus’ cold, but smiling eyes; he realized Simon Marcus’ dream was now his reality, with him as the pawn in a chess game. Every wrong move would cost him time, and he had so little time already. He started at the end, where everything had begun. He hated to play by Marcus’ rules. He felt like a puppet on a string, whose every move was controlled by its master. But if he wanted to find his partner he had to play the game until the end. Full of desperation, and built up frustration, he set aside his pride, and practically begged for an answer, hoping the desperation in his words would be heard by Simon’s followers, and they would show him some kind of a human response. He really didn’t think they would, though. Simon’s followers were living in a world he had created for them, a reality in which his partner was trapped now. But where was he?

The chanting of Simon Marcus’ name kept echoing through his mind, and kept following him everywhere he went.

“Simone, Simone, Simone.”

He had never heard a sound so dark, so monotonous. He could still feel the pale, hollow eyes looking at him. The memory made him shiver. Defeated, Hutch rested his head in his hands. “Starsky, where ARE you?”

 

*****

 

Starsky's POV 

 

“Hutch, where ARE you?”

 

I don’t know how long I can hold on, but I’ll try as long as I can. Take as long as you need to find me, but don’t make me wait too long, ‘kay?

 

Marcus’ people aren’t from this world. They scare me, Hutch. Their behaviour, their rituals, is so alien to me. They’re torturing me physically.

My body hurts, but as long as I can still feel the pain I know I’m still alive.

Knowing that you’re out there looking for me makes it bearable. I know you won’t give up on me, but Hutch, please hurry if you can.

 

*****

Can you hear me, Starsky?

I’m on my way

Save your strength for later

when there’s so much to say

 

Can you hear me, Starsky?

Please, have faith

I will find you

and I won’t be late

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THE END

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Story and poem written by Sonja H. van Schalm

Edited by Pat L.

August/September 2002

Netherlands