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Chapter two: What has to be done
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"Moontooth's" POV
10 years in the future...
"Lisent to me now..." His voice... I could hear in his voice how he tried to sound faithfull.
No... he knew there was a big chance of us dying. Of us losing...
But I could smell something on him... a scent I hadn't smelled in a long long time...
The smell of a feeling... Ooooh, how I am so jealous of him still having it and not me!
I really miss that feeling...
Of hope...
Roger "Moon" Woodstock's POV
"Present" time. Three days after Eggmans death.
"I want to go home." The voice next to me kept saying that... over and over.
"I want to go home to Carcer City..." The voice kept going, now sounding a bit... odd.
I raised my hands and covered my eyes as I let myself fall back onto my bed, doing my best to ignore the voice.
"I want to go home." He repeated.
"Why?" I asked. I just couldn't take it anymore from him. I wanted an answer!
"Because..." He said with a childish tone as he sat himself next to me.
He activated the assassin knife function in the glove, making the knife go in and out of ithe glove.
"...I want to kill someone..." He said with a rather dark... cold... but still happy tone.
I frowned at his answer.
"The hell?" I couldn't understand his answer! Who the hell talks like that?
I had to make sure this idiot was really serious, so I sat myself up, looking at him.
He just stared back at me with his crystal blue eyes before giving me one of the creepiest grins I ever seen.
"What the f- the hell are you talking about?" Close one... I almost swore there. I really was trying to stop doing that...
But the point isn't that, the point is that this person... one of the closest people to me was speaking like an idiot!
Like a murderer!
I got onto my feet, stomped over to him and grabbed him by the neck, pulling him off the bed.
OOOOH, how I hate him!
I just want to kill him, right now!
But I can't! I can't do it! It would only destroy the balance in my life... and hurt other people that cared both for him and me...
"Heh. What is it?" He said, chuckling foolishly at me. Who did he think he was? "Don't have the guts to kill someone?"
I had enough of this. I punched him, so hard in his face that I could see the blood coming out of his nose.
And it was at that moment I realized I was staring at a mirror in my room, and that I just had punched myself...
"You really... really have to understand some facts my friend."
No... no... No, NO! He was still there!
I turned around in fear just to make it true.
There, right in front of me he was yet again. Moontooth!
I stood up, ready to punch him again. I opened my mouth as I began to yell.
"Why wont you-?"
"Die?" He interrupted me. "Tsk tsk... Moony, Moony, Moony..." He crossed his arms, closed his eyes and shook his head with a grin. He was acting like I was the fool, the idiot, the crazy one.
"I'm you." He told me, or rather rubbed it in my face as he opened his eyes and arms. OOOH, how I wanted to take of that stupid grin!
"Mister Moon?" A younger voice suddenly caught my attention as I felt someone dragging my pants.
I looked down, seeing a small... 5-6 year old child staring back at me?
His crystal blue eyes stared so much at mine it felt... very odd.
"Ehm... yeah?" I asked the child. I really did not think this was the moment to listen to a child's questions... but hey, you can't yell at kids.
"I don't want to leave. I want to stay." He told me, looking ever so sad...
"We... can't, Roger." I said, walking away from the corner with the mirror.
I looked down at my backpack, my mind being full with thoughts.
"Well that settles it!" Moontooth said, walking over to the door. "Guess we are going to Ca-"
"We are NOT!" I shouted, making him freeze as I turned to look at him. "I repeat: NOT, going to Carcer City!"
"Why?" He asked me, shrugging. He just loved making me look like the fool...
"Why are we not going to Carcer if we can not stay? Carcer city has always been our home... and it is so full with crime and lairs! A perfect place to do some 'Justice'... heh."
"Listen to yourself!" I shouted at Moontooth, slapping him.
Once again I found myself in front of the mirror, noticing that I had slapped myself.
I closed my eyes, bit my lip and then opened my eyes again just to see Moontooth standing there with a shocked expression.
"You are no longer a hero, you are a killer!" I shouted, louder then the last time.
Why couldn't he understand... he had too...
"You are now enjoying the killing! That is just wrong!"
"Why?" He shouted back, pushing me a bit. "Is it because of what Amy said about killers? Sure those who die will never feel pain again... but what about us? US! The ones that have to live our entire life without the one we love! Remember mom? She is gone. Sure she will never feel pain, but we will! We will always feel pain for not having her around our side! If she never had been murdered, we wouldn't be killers too! Monsters create monsters..."
I slapped him once more and once more found myself in front of the mirror.
Once more I blinked and was back in front of him.
"You idiot..." I told him, shaking my head. "What do you think happen with the other people we kill then...?"
He blinked. I thought so... He really hadn't thought about that.
"Some also have families, friends and people who love them. Some even stopped to kill. If we kill them isn't there a big chance there will be another one like us? Monsters create monsters you say? We are monsters... if we don't stop being monsters, we will just create more of our kind..."
He stared at me with a blank look.
Yes... I finally got him to understand...
Then he began to shake and cry...
"I'm... I'm so sorry..."
Could I forgive him?
Could I?
I guess I had too... If I didn't I wouldn't be able to forgive myself.
After all, we are the same person.
"I..." I bit my lip. This was a hard decision. "I forgive you..."
But I kept the rest of the sentence to my thoughts. 'For now...'
"I guess that's good for now..." He said, making myself face palm.
Of course he could read my mind... we were the same person...
I'm so stupid.
"So." He said.
"So?" I asked him.
"So..." Moontooth said, together with the small child Roger.
Or rather... to the child version of me.
I mean, these two were just another part of me.
"So what?" I asked them.
"Were are we going?" They finally said.
"..."
I hate silence...
It's a proof of weakness in someone... If you don't know what to say... you are weak.
Guess I'm weak...
"I don't know..." I finally said. It was the truth also... "We can't go back to Carcer and we can't stay here with Amy, Sonic and the others... I'm afraid I still love her and being here may cause trouble..."
"Oh come on!" Moontooth said, rolling his eyes. "What is the chance that will happen?"
"About 75%." Both me and Roger said, crossing our arms and lowering our heads.
"Oh... but how?" Moontooth asked.
"Easy." I said. "I say something stupid like that I love her... something happens and boom! I'll lose my friendship with Amy and cause some trouble with Sonic."
"So... were are we going?" Roger asked.
"What about Karma?" A sudden voice behind me said.
We both turned around, watching another figure staring out the window with his hand on it.
"I mean... Carmel." He said with a chuckle, remembering how she hates the nickname Karma.
"I miss her... I miss Carmel." He said, still holding his hand at the window. "I mean... she really likes me... she really do. Here we talk about Amy and Carcer City... but what about Carmel? She cares... she deserve a visit."
I closed my eyes...
And then I opened them again.
And when I did I was standing right in front of the window, having my hand on it...
I stared out, watching the horizon...
"I gotta go to Mexico..." I said as he hurried over to my backpack, placing all my belongings inside it.
Except one thing... My cross. I would rather have it around my neck then in my bag.
And then... I was ready...
"There..."
Ready to leave... again.
I began to slowly walk down the stairs and towards the exit of the house.
It was night. Nobody was awake and nobody would hear me leave.
I would be leaving them quietly... without leaving a clue...
"Moon?"
Aw shit... seems like I was wrong.
"Ehm... hi, Amy. What's up?" I said as I turned around, pretending nothing was up.
"Amy I heard something." The voice of Sonic the hedgehog was heard from upstairs just before a blue blur came rushing town next to Amy.
"Oh." He said, noticing me with my backpack.
"Are you going somewhere?" Amy asked, looking at me with wondering eyes.
"Ehm..."
Ah what the hell... no point to lie or keep it a secret.
"I-I can't stay..." I said, placing my hand at the door handle. "I have to go."
"Why?" Both Amy and Sonic said at the same time.
Heh... Sonic. I guess he began to get used to me.
"It's for the best. I still have something... I must do." I said, opening the door.
"But..." Amy began just as I was about to walk out.
"I'll keep contact, don't worry. I'll try to visit more often too." I said just before I left...
But I knew... there was a big chance I wouldn't stick with that promise...
But I just couldn't say "we might not see each other in a long long time"...
Anyways, I had to leave.
I also wanted to leave.
I miss Karma...
I miss Carmel...
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But will he find her?
Oh right, the summary... damn.
Anyways, yes I am updating this faster then I expected. But I just updated another story so...
I'm on FIAH TODAY =D
Lol, jokes aside... The story is going.
What shall happen in Mexico?