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    And Let it End

    Post by Fear on Fri Feb 05, 2016 9:43 pm

    Time: 10:30 AM
    Date: September 10th, 0006



    The walk between the disheveled Outer District and functional society had been a quiet one.

    Many things had transpired this morning; many dark and wicked things that were better left unsaid. Twenty-nine souls had perished on this day. The thirtieth had succumbed to oblivion long, long ago. Who had mourned them, these invisible causalities?

    Laughter, so rich and worry-free.

    Everything that was wrong with the world seemingly faded away by the sound. Up ahead raced children of all makes and colour, toys in their hands and songs in their hearts. There was no dolor plaguing their rosy faces, their energetic bodies, their vibrant souls... They chased each other up and down the grassy knolls without a care in the world, oblivious to the harshness surrounding them - oblivious to the fact that death was never far behind. Heavy chains rattled as Judge Fear took his first step onto the plush grass, his leathery feet revolting to the soil and creatures within it. "We are here," he hissed. Here... They were here...

    'Here' was Portal City's largest park; a place where everyone could enjoy a wonderful afternoon, free of misery and hardship. Recently, autumn had came and touched the world with its golden streaks and rich, maroon hues. Every breath of wind created a magical shimmer of natural beauty, leaves so gold in colour that when they quacked the trees themselves seemed to ripple like a gilded sea. The burnished leaves beneath their feet crunched and crinkled, every step an awakening of the senses. It truly was a magical harvest day... Rotten fingers twitched and the Dark Judge stepped further into a world where he belonged not. He guided them both past the playing children and the laughing couples, past the serenity of an existence they knew little about. He guided her to a lonely pond, off the main trail and sequestered from life's noisy distractions.

    Quack, quack!

    Well, most...

    A handful of ducks lazily floated upon the water's surface, their feathery heads turning about this way and that way as they spotted their eccentric company. Water fowl were of the curious sort.

    "Sssit," the fiend instructed. Bulbous knuckles lightly pressed themselves into the femme's back, urging her to have a seat on a nearby park bench. It was a good location and one she ought to appreciate; the ducks were hardly three meters away. A paltry estimated nine feet between her and a calming interruption from this morning's earlier lesson. Judge Fear joined the femme on the same bench and sat beside her, retrieving several burlap bags of seed from the confines of his belt's musty pouches. "Here," he offered them to her, his fingers and hardened nails caked with dried blood. "The ducksss are hungry and winter isss not far away."

    Here, take your mind off of what happened.
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    Re: And Let it End

    Post by Livewire on Fri Feb 05, 2016 10:40 pm

    She was quiet.

    As she had been silent before, so was she now.  Her face was the picture of calm neutrality as she kept at Fear's heels. She did not know where they were going, but the child began to theorize that the lesson was over the further they moved away from the Outer District.

    She was thankful, in that moment, for the vast mixture of citizens here. Everyone was surely so used to seeing so many different kinds of people that perhaps the would not notice her blood-drenched fiend. The wonders of the city did not hold any interest for her, not right now. Too much had happened right then for her to react.

    The child was withdrawn into her shell. The lesson was over, it was save to go there now. Surely it was. Surely.

    Surely he wouldn't take this place from her. This park, these ponds where only a few weeks before they had gone out and had one of the most enjoyable afternoons that Livewire could remember. Her Judge would not take that memory from her, would he?

    Would he?

    She took her place on the bench at his behest. Her optics quickly found the water fowl as they meandered along the small pond. They would be moving on soon, wouldn't they? What would she do then?  It was almost silly how important little trips to the pond like this had helped in calming her down.  What would she do?  What could she possibly-

    The weight of the seed back registered on her palm. Small fingers quickly opened it and reached inside as the child took a small portion of the food.   She looked down at it for a moment, then back to the ducks.  A flick of the wrist sent it out towards them, just before them on the ground. More feed would follow, in due time.

    Still she did not speak. Livewire wasn't quite...ready, yet. Not yet.
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    Re: And Let it End

    Post by Fear on Fri Feb 05, 2016 10:52 pm

    He would not take the memories from her, no.

    True to her assumptions, the ducks caught wind of the seed and promptly came waddling over. Soon their hungry cries filled the air and they wiggled their tails. Greedy little things... Judge Fear regarded them with relative indifference and was hardly bothered when a mallard clumsily stumbled over his grotesque feet. Greedy, unobservant little things. But, no different than people, really. A handful of throbbing eyes rolled in their fleshy sockets and rested upon the femme.

    She was quiet and withdrawn. Not a word had been uttered from her metallic lips since they had left the Outer District; since they had left the evidence of their just crusade. One blink lead to several, and soon the eyes rolled over to stare directly ahead, listless and without focus.

    She was quiet and withdrawn, just like he had been after his first instructed kill...

    Give it time, give it time... Until the femme was ready to speak, Judge Fear kept to himself and pestered her not. When she was ready, he would speak and not a moment before.
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    Re: And Let it End

    Post by Livewire on Fri Feb 05, 2016 11:22 pm

    It would be a while.

    Ten minutes, twenty minutes...

    The child kept throwing handfuls of feed out into the ducks. Their chattering helped to distract her from her thoughts. The light breeze and the golden leaves let a calm take over Livewire's mind, for the moment at least. She would wait in between handfuls to the ducks. She didn't much care for them crowding around desperately.

    There were the quiet sounds behind them. The distance from the children did not at all keep Livewire from hearing them. They were all so vibrant and alive, so precious and innocent and filled with fun. She felt that it was better to be so far away from them. Livewire couldn't be included with them anymore. She couldn't run carelessly, she couldn't play with her friends and run around the park. She couldn't be carefree. She wasn't one of them, one of the children. She didn't know what she was anymore.

    She did not look at him during this. It was only after that pregnant, long pause that she finally broke her silence.

    "...It's...  She stopped again. The child looked at the fiend, then back to the ducks. She needed to talk. Didn't she?  She felt like she needed to.

    "I don't think it's...settling in, yet."
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    Re: And Let it End

    Post by Fear on Sat Feb 06, 2016 12:13 am

    Ten minutes, twenty minutes... All but a drop in the hourglass of time.

    One by one the eyes of her Judge closed, her fiend lapsing into a controlled meditation as the otherworldly glow within his helm grew so strikingly dark. The facade of numbness, determination, fear... Her emotions took him far, far away; to a place and time that was as ugly and scarred as the soul that remembered. The first kill was always the hardest, but was it not the stepping stone? The catalyst necessary in taking that fateful step onto righteousness? Several eyes opened, though they drooped heavily in their sockets. Righteousness... Sometimes, he wondered. He wondered if taking that step had really been his choice. All the fiend could remember was a scared child thrust upon a fate not of his choosing, a scared child who was forced to experience the death of his soul and yet continue living.

    Like a good little cadet, wasn't that right? More eyes opened and the temperature plummeted into a biting cold. Like a good little cadet, yes, like a good little cadet...

    "...It's... I don't think it's...settling in, yet."

    She speaks.

    "It will." And he answers.

    Worn leather stretched as the Dark Judge pivoted halfway at the waist to better see her, his helmet's inner light gradually returning to shine that soft, ghostly blue. "I wanted you to witnesssss that," hissed the fiend. She knew he was referring to all of those gruesome deaths. "I wanted you to sssee what I sssee, to know the truth in what it isss that I do." Was it as glorious as you imagined, child? Was your Judge any different from a murderer?

    A quiet sigh escaped his throat, Judge Fear feeling tired for the first time in a long, long while. "It wasssn't very good, wasss it?" She needn't answer, because he already knew. Dozens of eyes studied her body language carefully, weary as they assessed the situation.

    "You probably want to underssstand why I took you along thisss morning." One answer was to strengthening her soul, yes. To see the truth in death and be there for Kev, when he... could not. There was more, however. Always was there more. Her Judge looked to the ducks and said, "I am not certain that I... want thisss for you - an exissstence doomed to forever sssee the uglinessss of the world. You are a child, Livewire... ssso young and full of possssibilitiessss. But you have alssso been wronged. You are owed recompenssse. You are determined to ssserve, to damage yourssself for your idealsss." There was a pause to match her own, their silence forfeit to the ducks. "I can admire that..." Judge Fear hissed quietly - softly. It was a rare display of tenderness that would be lost upon the ducks, but not her. "It isss what I did, at your age. But I want to give you sssomething that I had not." The ghoul again turned to look down upon her, his many eyes betraying a deep, unspoken sorrow. "I want to give you a choice, Livewire," her Judge rasped. Something he never had, something that was taken from him.

    "If thisss isss the path you are determined to tread, I will asssissst you asss much asss I can. It will not be easssy and the facesss of the sssinnersss that died on thisss day will become ssshapelessss in the trying centuriesss to come, but your sssoul will harden." Your soul will become like his, damned to an eternity of slaving beneath exhausting ideals. Your soul will be lost... and yet, it will be a force to reckon with unlike any other imaginable. "If you do not desssire thisss path, then have no fear. I will not think of you any lessss than if you chossse differently. You will alwaysss be, now and forever, my little bumblebee."

    Her soul had died on this day.

    And in watching it wither and crumple away into dust, so did his.
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    Re: And Let it End

    Post by Livewire on Sun Feb 07, 2016 6:14 pm

    "It will."

    And so it would be.

    And so he began to speak.

    The child let the words wash through her. She felt like she wasn't really here, not yet, but at the same time she was exposed to this world like an open nerve. Ever lash of pain whipped against her but part of that broken, damaged soul refused to acknowledge it. Or...maybe it did. Maybe it was just used to the whip by now.

    "It wasssn't very good, wasss it?"

    She shook her head slightly in lieu of answering.  It wasn't, no. Images of what she had just seen flashed through her mind. Darkness and flashes of gunpowder, the ceiling falling in. Blood, so...so much blood. She could hear the screams as sharply as if they were still screaming.

    She did not look at him, still. Her hands threw another volley to the ducks as their feathered bodies ducked to and fro to get the feed. She did pause, though, when he explained his reasons. They were good reasons.  She expected nothing less from him.

    He wanted her to have what he had not. He...knew her. He knew her more than anyone else did, than anyone else could. Even Kev, who could go into her mind as easily as he wished to, saw the child through what he wanted to see. Skyler had been with her, held her through nightmares and supported her in her rage, but she could only know the baffling tragedy that was the femme so much.  

    This fiend was not bound by those. He could look into her and see exactly what she was, what she had become, without any filter. There were no lies there. Livewire couldn't lie to him and she found that it scared her far less than she would have thought. She had gotten so good at lying to her friends and family. Livewire had turned it into a game, an art of deception. Knowing that someone existed who she couldn't hide from was terrifyingly refreshing to the child.  He knew her, really knew her, and he still kept with her. He still allowed her to come near.

    For as terrified as she had been of people getting into her head, his own darkness was a welcome shade.

    And even knowing what she was, what she had come to be...

    He was giving her a choice.

    She was quiet once more. Not as long, thankfully, but it was an important silence. The thoughts whipped through her mind in such a frenzy that she almost couldn't tell one from the next. He would let her go. He would let her stop, and forgive her for it. And no matter what, she...

    Small, metal fingers touched upon the leathery digits of her bench-partner, her ghoul. The contact helped to ground her, to give a quite space. She was thinking too quickly, too loudly, but she needed to listen. It was there, in her mind...

    It was there...

    It was...

    There.

    It was her love.  Her own emotion that had taken so long to really grow in her, that had been watered and seeded with pain.  Pain so great that there were times she didn't know if she could do it, if she could continue on.  It was beaten and scared but it was massive. It took her, it glued every broken shard of her mind. There was hatred tying her together, there was a thirst for revenge against her wrongs. There was fear, fear covering each and every action but there was so much love.

    What wouldn't she do for that love?

    A few things. But, not many.  This lesson had shown her her arrogance.  In its violence and truth it had highlighted her willful ignorance. She could not continue on with this, purposefully ignoring the awful things of this world in order to overcome them. She would break upon each swell of each wave with that route. No, the child had to learn. She had to learn of each and ever dark corner, of every dark shadow that lurked here.

    That was where she found it, was it not?  

    That is where she found cannibals and demons. Monsters who tortured and tore. Witches who kidnapped children for little more than an insult. All of these things had taught her and molded her and she feared them, she hated them, and she loved them.

    "I will be strong." She spoke quietly as to not deter the fowl, but the words echoed.

    The child finally looked back to her fiend as her fingers gently clenched around his own.  The madness quelled, just for a moment, as the satisfaction of seeing her goal in a clearer light slightly brightened it.

    "But I won't let it erase me."

    Her head found the leather of his uniform for a moment. A physical indication of the slurry of emotions within her, all for this ghoul. He was her guide, her mentor, her torturer and she loved him so dearly. She trusted him more than she could ever trust herself, and she was not afraid of him to know.

    "Thank you.  For giving me the choice."
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    Re: And Let it End

    Post by Fear on Mon Feb 08, 2016 2:08 pm

    It was wrong. All of this was wrong, and yet...

    "I will be strong."

    And yet there was something... captivating about the ugliness of Livewire's soul. Her determination, her anguish, her sadism... the femme's innermost desire to simply belong, and the fear keeping her prisoner within her own twisted, immoral wretchedness. Was it cruel, perhaps, to let her exist? To let her suffer until death begrudgingly claimed her after millions upon millions of years without purpose? What further misery would break itself upon her, shattering an already fragile, aimless existence... An abhorrent fate. The law deemed it an act of compassion whenever such a poor and despondent creature was put down like a crippled, worthless animal. And, by all means, the techno-organic child should be purged for her crimes and granted a merciful end. Each day that Livewire continued to exist was another day of blind writhing in agony; of raging against her most terrifying desires while simultaneously indulging them, unable to move forward and unable to end this barbaric cycle.

    Her death should have came the very moment she was born. A byproduct of circumstance such as herself hadn't any hope of enjoying a continued existence removed from strife. Her existence was a mockery, and the natural order that compelled all things declared the femme to be stricken from this unjust punishment! And yet...

    Rancid flesh audibly strained, worn ligaments mutinous.

    And yet he could not be brought to snuff out her light, to douse her aching flame merely because it was ordained. The harrowing ordeals she has survived... The cruelties of life of imparted upon her soul... There was potential, there was passion. Livewire craved death and yet she defied! Where any lesser person would have succumbed to the comforting embrace of the grave, she, for whatever reason known only to her, picked up piece after piece of her broken self and continued despite the odds. Oh stubborn child, why won't you die? Can you not see that this world was not meant for you?

    It was here, on the precipice of cold snow and ancient stone walls, that a young boy observed Livewire's anguish from afar. And it was here, in the depths of his damned continuance, standing tall upon a kingdom of bone... that he cheered in silence.

    Was not the beauty of her struggle worth preserving?

    Was not the determination of her soul worth protecting?

    Dozens of sleepy eyes glanced up from the ground, several of them watching a handful of ducks begin to preen their lustrous feathers. They soon rolled in their quivering sockets and rested upon the silent femme. The hand that had been previously been compelled to suffocate Livewire's spark instead interlocked its spindly fingers with hers and gently squeezed. "You are welcome, lasssss," he rumbled, embracing hypocrisy. "You will be ssstrong, you will persssevere. You will rissse above and I will give you my undying sssoul to carry you there." But for now, however... Her fiend once again looked to the water fowl, listlessly blinking. For now, she was to be a child and enjoy a sliver of the childhood they never had. The two would leave only when both were satisfied.

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