House of Mirrors

by Shirohonoo

Mike's personalities live with him, even if it is different than the way they did before. Physically they don't exist, but they survive in other ways- traits, memories, and abilities. But this doesn't turn out to be as positive as Mike originally thought. One that he wished to erase isn't planning to leave his mind so easily. {Pairing; Zoke. Angst. First 2 chapters fluff.}

1. Introduction

"Personalities exist for a reason- they don't just appear. They are emotions;

Ones that the one afflicted with the disorder has chosen to disconnect from.

And just like emotions

You cannot simply destroy a personality- Just try to keep it away.

But they can, and often do, return."

December 3rd, 2015. Exactly two years had passed since 'he', along with the others, had been destroyed for good. All was good. He would even go as far as saying it had been better than good- it was great. Zoey and him were much happier now than they had been, because no longer did they (mostly him) have to worry about his personalities messing anything up. He did miss them- at least most of them. After all, they had all started to get along, just before the end. And just before everything happened, he did realize he cared for them and them for him; but that was over now. They lived on in his memories, and he liked to believe that was good enough for all of them. Not only in his memories either. He had their skills, their memories, and even some of their separate personalities. They all lived with him together, instead of separately.

Except one.

It was the one he saw die; the one who faded, the one who begged to be spared and continue his reign, and the one who had caused all the problems two years ago. That is the one he had chosen to erase- traits, personality, and memories. Or, what he could erase of the memories. But knowing a demon of its own kind had controlled his body for such a long time; one he could not control, one of which damages continued to go unknown and untold, which only made him fear what Mal had done to anyone else, using his own hands as the vessel for his own crimes. That was not such a thing he could simply erase from his brain. Certain nights he would wake up from a nightmare. It wasn't Mal in control in those. He knew what he was doing, who he was hurting, and he never stopped himself even with the knowledge. It was not an every night occurrence, thankfully. The nights that it did happen, however, it would often end up with both of them receiving little to no sleep. Whether Zoey had to wake him up from his night terrors, or if it was his own panic that brought him out of it, these were the reasons Mike started to hate and fear the night. But things were looking up recently- he hadn't had a nightmare in a little over a month.

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House of Mirrors

By Shirohonoo