Chapter 16 - Schism

Hello everyone! Before we get started, I'd like to explain two things. First of all, this is another music chapter. I know, Rock For Your Lives was pretty cheesy, but this one is a serious chapter. I've taken the time to time it with the song, so if you'd take the time to read it that way, I'd appreciate it. The link is: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UhjG47gtMCo. Also, the meaning of the title, Schism, means to split or too part. It also is the title of the song, so I put it in there. Enjoy!

 

Chapter 15: Schism

        “Ashley? Are you awake?” Said Yang, nudging at her. She woke up, startled. She looked around the room, and saw the same science classroom that they were being kept in. Though, the windows were replaced with cement, and the entire room was bare except for the three of them. “Vega’s gone, they took her an hour ago. Not long before they execute us too.” Yang said surprisingly casually, yet quite grimly nonetheless. The room was silent for a moment, until Yin’s voice rose above it. “Come on! We can break out! There’s a door right there!” She said, standing and pointing at the door. “Your giving up too easily!” Yin yelled, tears filling her eyes. Ashley sighed, as Yang stood up to argue with his sister, putting up a hand to say no. “Why, why should we?” Ashley said harshly to Yin. “We had a chance when we fought them, but I was too confident in Jenny and Adam, that I forgot that we were dead from the start.” Ashley put down her head, looking at the floor. “I dragged you into something you didn’t need to face. You should have ran to hide with Adam and Jenny, not tried to hold off Melody’s soldiers. Though, I told you to, and it was an order I regret.” Ashley said depressed. “First Robin, now Vega and us.” Ashley mourned as she began to cry. “Next Jenny, then Adam, and then it’s over.” Ashley began to sob harder than she had ever in her life. “The world’s under his control. We lose.” Ashley mourned again. “After he’s dead, the whole world will fall apart, till nothing’s left. The earth will be dead. The story ends.” Ashley concluded, starting to hold back tears now.

        Melody walked in the room, though not looking as she normally did. She was twice as nervous as she was before, and also it was a different fear. Like something went wrong. Ashley stood up, charging her hands with her shadow energy, and aiming it at Melody. Though, Melody just closed the door, locked it, and hid inside. “He’s coming. He’s coming for me…” She chanted, in a twisted happiness of insanity. Her voice began to grow. “HE’S COMING! SAVE ME!” She screamed, bawling her eyes, obviously in pain. Ashley lowered her hands, when she saw the person who walked in the door. “Adam?” She said faintly, the twins now backing away from door. It was him, but their was a different air around him, a fearsome presence along with him. His scar was now stretched across his whole body, splintering himself. He was dripping a black liquid that evaporated when it touched the floor from his scar. Ashley realized that he was in his shadow state without his costume, which normally he would enter automatically. Adam glared at her with unloving eyes, bleeding with hatred. Ashley began to silently cry when he gazed at her, could her love now hate her? A voice began to speak, not Adam’s, but his demonic voice in a pure form. It had a flair of hatred unseen by anyone she had ever met, including her father. “My host’s female, his love, a disgrace to the blood of the Vexus. Go, filth, you are not my target.” Ashley backed away slowly from this, and hid in the darkness with the twins, weeping uncontrollably, both in fear and grief. “Please, spare me!” Said Melody, in the most pitiful voice that would come from a person. “You have Inpurities. You do not control yourself. You do not tame your mind. That is not my reason for targeting you, though. You have captured a truly worthy member of the Vexus bloodline. Yin Palicos, by her title. That is also not my reasoning for targeting you. I know you have information on the Vexus Soul.” He concluded harshly. “Please! PLEASE!” Melody screamed with all her might. “My Lord will torture me beyond sanity if I reveal that! Be merciful!” She begged again. “YOU DARE DISREGARD WHO WILL TRULY MAKE YOU FEEL PAIN! YOU DO NOT KNOW PAIN!” The voice said, flicking his arm through the air, like a slap, but he kept tension on the end of it. Melody’s head and body fell with this, as she sweat with pain. She created an ear piercing screech louder than anything Ashley had heard before. “I AM YOUR MASTER, I, DAMIEN MIKOL, DO YOU OBEY?” The voice yelled louder than even the screech. “Yes, yes, yes my master, yes, yes…” Melody said, panting first that turned into screams. Adam lifted his hand back to his side. Melody smiled a bit for a second, when he relifted his hand directly at her forehead. They both flew back, the dark aura out of Adam’s body. His skin turned back to it’s original brown color, before Damien began to take over his body. The scar in his eye became meerly a scar for the moment. Adam smiled for a second, and looked at Ashley with eyes of happiness, and a smile. Ashley was still in fear, resisting looking back at Adam, afraid the beast would come back any second. Adam’s eyes turned into eyes filled with compassion, love, and forgiveness, but Ashley would still not look back. She still loved him, and she knew that he wasn’t in that demonic state any longer, but she didn’t know if she could ever look into his eyes again

        Adam may have been in a good condition at the moment, but Melody wasn’t. She was squirming and twitching erratically, saying things like “Stop the pain, master.” and “Please free me, master.” mixed with retorts in the demonic voice. “You didn’t think that the darkness had a mind of it’s own? You didn’t know why even though I would be in control, I seemed more and more fearful when I detransformed into the Shadow Ghost?” Adam said, looking directly at Ashley, eyes filled with tears and a voice filled with remorse. Ashley looked at him, averting his gaze to her eyes. She knew it wasn’t him that said that, but she knew that part of him would always be that, or would become that again, for it was part of him, his darkness. It could not be cured, could it? “It is not me…” Damien said eventually. “You’re hidden memory, the information, what I desire, is causing the pain. Only moments before it unleashes.” He concluded.

(Start Song)

        Melody was soaring through the pain, the darkness, seeing the same dark eyes over and over again, screaming. Though, she finally was somewhere after a moment or two. She was human, though. She saw a pool of blood surrounding her, her body lain on the ground. It surely could not be a memory! She was about to die. She looked at her hands and her feet. She was nailed down to the ground, the same pain surging through her, but now she felt she deserved it, for some odd reason. She saw the railing that she had jumped over, and realized that she had done this to herself. Why, though, she was wondering. “Though, soon, everything will come back to you, my slave.” Damien said, reassuringly. Everything then slowly faded to black, as she looked back on her life, 15 years earlier.

        As a child, Melody had two loving parents. They, both world renound scientists, were living legends. She was smart, top marks in school, and had many friends. She was living a perfect life. Nothing could wreck it, she thought, but that would end one day. This life would continue only through 7th grade, where her parents would join a new experiment, and move, changing her life forever. She went from top of the grade to the bottom, as the change in curriculum would throw her off along with a completely different group of people that lived there that would riddicule her and make her suffer the torments of bullying and other things. Though, nothing would measure up to the upset in her life after this. Her sister, Jenny. Jennifer Locus.

        It was a perfect moment, her sister being born. Hope was in everyone’s hearts, but the story would turn sour soon. It was reveiled that she had Autism, when she was 2 years old. Though, she was a brilliant child, she would be impared socially, with problems unable to communicate with others or sense other’s emotion, to the point of isolation, along with needing medication to allow her to concentrate and possibly improve to the point of a low functioning human. Coupled with a high emotional status, she was sent to pure isolation forever, no hope of a normal life, and the effects that it would carry. With her parents involvement in their job, Melody was left to take care of her, needing home schooling and other things to stay home. She could not have friends, she could not have a life, she would always lack on her sister. This, though infuriating, developed a strong bond between her and her sister. Her father would always be her friend for her, while her mother would take care of Jenny whenever she would be home. This soon put tensions on their relationship, though, and the divorce of Nora Wakeman and Richard Locus would soon be existant, and custody falling into Nora Wakeman’s hands. Soon after, their last names were legally changed by her to forget the memory of their father.

        Though, as time went on, Jenny’s condition became worse. She would stop talking to her family completely, ignoring them and staying in her books. She would practice Karate from videos she had learned, and by age 5, it was instinctual for her. She would still need the pills, though, because without them, the over sensory feeling caused by the Autism would put her into excruciating pain, and taking them afterwards would be impossible. This was the most important task that Melody was given, even before getting good grades for the instructor. 8 AM, every day. When her mom was home, she would help her work on her side project, the XJ line of robots. Though this was fun, this would never replace the fact that she had lost her father, her only friend in the world, and now was stuck with caring for a sister that would go nowhere. Her love for Jenny was soon eroding as Jenny became less and less social, and the care needed more and more work. No friend to rely on, she started getting frustrated, smashing the items she owned, abusing the ones that cared for her. She was a walking time bomb, exploding on anyone that was near. Though one day, her emotion grew to the point that she didn’t care if she left house with Jenny alone. At six AM, May 29th, 2068, she left the house to get her mom, at 129 Rose Street, the place of the project she was working on.

        Though, Melody was transported back to her body at that moment. Her mind saw her father walk in. Trying to forgive Dr. Wakeman, and say hello to his daughter, he saw in horror that his older daughter had crucified herself. His tears dripped down, filling the blood , his hands stained with Melody’s blood, trying to remove the wood spikes but failing because of how deep they were and the pain it was causing Melody. He kept beating on her chest, keeping her breathing. Melody then only smiled as it went black again when she glanced at the gun on the counter.

        She remembered one moment. A man in a chair was begging for her to bring his death upon himself. He just kept begging her to pull the trigger of the gun, shoot him and kill him. He said he should have never created the monster that left his body, and now, he didn’t deserve to live. He kept speaking, though she knew that he wasn’t speaking in song when it really happened, he was now. She couldn’t as this argument kept going back and forth. She could remember his name, Adam Willaims. In a moment, she knew who Adam came from. The man she killed. His father. She began to sing Adam Sr.’s final words in reality, back in the room that was now a cell.

The poetry
That comes from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance

Then she pulled the trigger. His body fell over, and he continued to speak.

There was a time that the pieces fit
But I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know
The dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow
And strengthen our communication

        

And all that was left was silence

        And the need

The great need

        To run away

Run home

        And escape












        She remembered when she got home, it was 9:00 AM, and all she could hear was shrieking. She went upstairs to find Jenny in a ball, screaming “It hurts!” at the top of her lungs. She would just scream louder if anyone came closer. Tears in Melody’s eyes, she remembered that she still had the gun in her hand. She picked it up, slowly, crying silently the entire time, mascara running down her face. She pointed the gun at Jenny, sobbing “It’s my fault, Jenny. I took myself before you. I just can‘t stand to see you in pain anymore..” Jenny kept screaming at the top of her lungs, her bright redhaired pony tails filling with tears, rolling undone. “Sorry.” Melody whispered, as she pulled the trigger.

        Her memory teleported her to Jenny’s funeral. Hundreds were there, knowing their parents. Though, she, would cry in guilt the entire time. She felt she was going mad. This lead to her behavior being isolated and submissive. Her light voice, her nervous demeanor. Though, she would truly begin to lose her mind, leaving her custody change to her less busy father, who left the project. This soon changed back, though. She would only see what would be herself in the future. It all began to click. The members of the project, whatever it was, became who’s children make the story that plays out today. “Good…” Damien said.

        She saw more and more moments of her grieving till, she plunged down, remembering something her mother had said before she died:


Cold silence has
A tendency to
Atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed brothers
Between supposed lovers

        Though in reality, her pain, was great, as she was going insane, going back and forth. Ashley, Adam, and The Twins hid in the corner of the room, while she chanted

I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit
I know the pieces fit

        “I will need you for a while longer, slave.” The voice said, exiting melody’s body, showing his true form. He reentered Adam, his skin turning white again, and his scar bleeding black. “It’s over, for now. Ashley, I’m back in control. I don’t know for how long, but for a while.” Adam said, excitedly. Melody sat in the corner of the room, in extreme pain, when she said. “Adam…… I’m sorry. Tell my sister, Jenny, that I’m sorry too.” Melody said. “I’m sorry for ending her life 48 years ago, and I’m sorry for ending your father’s. Please, put me out of my misery.” Melody said pitifully, yet bravely. Ashley kept a straight face, transformed her arm into a shotgun, and pulled the trigger.

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