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Nick's POV/ Eyra's POV

Nick clone POV

I HAVE NEVER, DO NOT AND WILL NEVER OWN JONAS!!!!

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Nick looked stricken, like he had thought about this for a long time before, and he never had the courage to confront his brother's about it. And now John was feeding the fire of his guilt and fear, breaking him without leaving a mark. And he enjoyed it, that monster actually enjoyed it.

John took the now glowing red poker from the fire and pulled Nick's shirt up and Nick let go of his mask and terror was shown clearly on his face as John neared his skin. "Joe said he wanted you to be stuck with something hot, for maybe then it would melt your cold ignorance. I am merely doing as wanted, from your own brother."

John touched the rod to Nick's skin and Nick let out a terrible, pain filled and heart wrenching scream as a single tear leaked from his eye. They were doing it…they were breaking him.


MACY'S POV

Something seemed wrong with Nick today and when I asked him about it, he said it was nothing, just an off day. But I knew him better than that; something was really bugging him. But I could not ask him about it now because we were at the movies, watching Legion, this really awesome sounding horror movie that I wanted to see and Nick agreed to take me because, unlike Joe and Kevin, liked scary movies.

I chanced a glance at him and he looked serious as he watched the screen ad he glanced at me from the corner of his eyes and I shivered a bit because it looked creepy in the light of the movie and we both smirked. He took my hand and I scooted closer to him, not forgetting about his odd behavior as we watched the movie.

He seemed sad and annoyed at something and at first, I thought Joe or Kevin did something to him, but he assured me it was not their doing. I felt Nick jump a bit at a part I missed and he and the whole audience chuckled softly at the action. I smiled, but I was mad at myself for missing the scene. Worrying can wait until after the movie.


STELLA'S POV

I was mesmerized by Ms. Whitmore's stories, making new connections to Nick and the story than I thought possible. Nick had the same nightmares as her daughter, Aileen, and how she was taken. But this was about 20 years ago so in Ms. Whitmore's mind, the people that stole her daughter must have found a way to reduce suspicion, and that was illegal cloning.

But that was impossible, improbable! Yes, nick has been acting a bit odd lately, but that could be anything like…umm…him dating Macy? Him finally being happy and not serious all the time? But that didn't seem right…Girl's do change guys but not to this level…maybe, just maybe this is all true…maybe Nick is a clone and the real one is locked away somewhere or dead!

"What do they do to them, when they are taken?" I asked the old lady, aware that my voice was quiet and filled with fear.

The old lady regarded me sadly. "I only know that they killed my daughter. That monster disguising himself as Nick told me she was 'fun to murder.' They are demos of the worst kinds and now…"

"They have Nick."

………

"Joe!!!! Kevin!!!!" I yelled, running into their house without knocking, knowing 'Nick' and Macy were off to see some stupid movie.

"Yes Stell?" Joe warily answered, like he was expecting to get poked with a pin again. That was one time people, one time!

I slid to a stop in front of them both and panted, running here was not my best idea; I could feel sweat stains forming on my perfect and favorite outfit!

"I just….went to talk to…Ms. Whitmore…" I choked out, voice hindered by hard breathing. "And I think she was…right. " They looked at me like a pair of completely lost and confused rock stars…I'm no Nick; I am terrible at English class. "Nick…is not Nick…as confusing as that sounds! He is a clone and the real Nick is gone, maybe dead and guaranteed in pain!"


EYRA'S POV

This was too hard to watch, but for Nick, I knew it to be worse. They were using his one and only weakness to break him; his brothers. Yes, they have used clones before but that was a slower method because Nick was smarter than they had anticipated. This way, they had spent years watching Nick and analyzing everything he did so my Nick could take his place and so they knew how to break him. They learned of his carefully hidden fears, worries and guilt, and this, him taking his brother's personal dreams from them by not wanting to go solo at the age 11, was his major one. He knew that Joe and Kevin had a choice to join him in a band, and h begged them to do it with him and even today, he felt that guilt.

"Please…stop…" I begged John but he laughed insanely and Henry actually left the room, a look of complete terror on his face.

"Not yet, princess…your little boyfriend has much to suffer for." He sneered and I slammed my fist on the table on which Nick laid and Nick looked curiously at me with hurting eyes.

"HE is NOT my boyfriend." I yelled to John and he smirked but ignored my outburst. That little demon needs to go die in the deathly pit of shadows and fire…in other words; Hell.

John leaned over Nick and briefly touched his cheek before whispering into his ear. "That is only the beginning of what your dear brother's say. Since I am a good man and terrible at keeping secrets, I am going to tell you more. Would you like that?"

Nick said nothing, his eyes locked on mine, like he was begging me make this stop, to tell him this was not true, to make his brothers magically appear and hold him close. I felt tears slide down my cheeks as I held his gaze, unable to comfort him as much as I wanted to with just my hand on his.

"None of this is true Nick. Joe and Kevin love music and you. They have never said these things." I told him but John laughed again.

"Oh really Ms. Eyra? As I recall, you were banned years ago form listening to these conversations. And I so happened to record them."

I stopped and starred. "How do we know they are real and not your clones?" I spat out and John smirked.

"You are a clone Eyra, one of your Daddy's real daughter, whom is now dead. You know clones voices don't transmit well into recorders, seeing as they are mostly mechanical themselves." That bastard knew everything and there was no shielding Nick's weeping heart now. Stay strong Lucas, stay strong or they will have you.

Nick looked back to the ceiling and closed his eyes, trying to block out whatever sound he would her, or just trying to compose himself. Whatever the reason, there was no blocking his pain. John hit a button on the wall and the speaker burst to life and a voice, Joe's, came through.

"I know Kevin, I love it but I can't help but think what we would be doing now if Nick never made us a band. I would be in college with you, maybe. He would be going strong in the solo career, that's for sure. Bu t because of JONAS, we've missed out on so much that normal people get to do, like prom or a private personal life, or going out without a disguise. I wonder sometimes…if JONAS did not exist…would we be happier?"

I opened my eyes, having closed them at the fist sentence thinking it wasn't as bad as it could have been but Nick looked so guilty right now that it broke my heart to see him living through one of his worst fears; letting his brother's down. John hit another button and the speaker sparked and static sounded.

"This is last night, when they thought your clone was asleep." John informed Nick, who starred at the ceiling, looking like he would rather die than hear this.

"I don't know Joe." Kevin's voice said in a hushed whisper. "He is acting so off lately that its like he is not our brother anymore. Ever since those nightmares, he has changed and I am not sure if I like this new Nick…I mean he is our brother but…" Kevin trailed off.

"I know Kev. I want the old Nick back too, even though he was a bit too…"

"Serious, boring, smart…"

"Kevin! Enough with that stupid dictionary! This is our little brother we are talking about…though I do agree…"

The speakers died and John walked back over to the table and I squeezed Nick's hand again and b=he weakly returned the gesture, but I could tell that this was killing him. I saw the readiness to break in his eyes; I saw how little it would take to cut that thin wire that held him sane. And so did John.

"This little method is my favorite, slowly drives the victims mad, it does. Let's see how you take it." John whispered menacingly and Nick opened his eyes fear evident in all corners. John flipped a switch and all lights went out. I dimly saw John grab two ear muffs and put one on his head and the other on mine, the other guy holding my hands behind my back so I could not remove them. Nick looked fearfully at me in the dim room and I struggled but could not get out of this man's grip as I yelled for John to stop, to Nick, who could hear me, that it was going to be ok, and I cursed like a drunken sailor as well that caused Nick to look at me with a shred of humor.

John pushed one button and nothing happened that I could immediately see. But I figured it out quickly. Nick's lips were pursed into a single straight line and his hands were curling into fists from the sound I could not hear. The sound must have been high pitched and loud and rather annoying I reasoned as Nick started struggling against the bond, his face and ears turning red. I looked in horror to John, who was doubled over; laughing…I would have this man killed for this. John turned a knob and I looked back at Nick to see pain on his face and him screaming soundlessly.

I yanked my hands from the guy, finding strength in Nick's pain and took off my earmuffs and placed them on Nick. He relaxed a bit, but I screamed and sank to my knees, clasping my ears with my hands. Brainwaves…that what this was…I was the one that had this idea and now…

Fire ignited from my ears and a headache was instant from the high pitched whining and I felt sick and like every inch of my body was being probed with needles. Brainwaves that induce pain without inflicting it…how could I have been so evil for this?

I screamed again, but I could not hear it over the sound of my pain and suddenly, it was over. But the ache stayed even though the sounds faded. My hands went to the floor in front of me so I was on all fours and I felt terrible. I stood unsteadily and grasped the table for support and breathed heavily, hating myself more with every breath I took. I opened my eyes and saw Nick starring at me, concerned, his own pain still evident in his widened eyes. I tried to smile to him, but the action did not come. My idea was used on him and by my choice, on me. My idea had driven countless mad and even killed a few. My idea…


NICK'S POV

Part of me wished Eyra had not experience that pain, for she looked so haunted by it, and yet I was glad she put her own earmuffs on me; another second of that would have killed me. I shivered, now back and alone in my padded room, as I thought back to the pain. But the actual physical ache was not what troubled me, but the conversations my brothers had. I was right…I had taken away there dreams, the one chance to live a normal life…and they regretted saying yes to me all those years ago. I ruined everything for them…so it was better for them if I stayed to rot here. Maybe then they could be happy…But that felt just as wrong as me going back and stealing their lives from them again. So if I did not belong here and I did not belong with them…where did I belong?

These emotions I held inside burst through and I found myself yearning for a guitar, piano, or even just a notebook and paper. But since I had none of those, my dying voice and failsafe memory would have to suffice. After all, music expresses what cannot be put into words and what cannot be silent. It speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul.

"Conspiracy theory
Better keep it down
'cause the walls are thin
and the word is out now
Like it or Leave it
don't cha make a sound
'cause the walls are thin
and the word is out now

It's better that you didn't know
better that they didn't show
Us Why Why we need to live in fear
Knowing that the threats are real This Time

Conspiracy theory Gonna make you shake
Don't hit the breaks No time to waste now Like it or Leave it Better hit the road Cause the world as we know it Gonna Fade away now

Better that you didn't know
Better that they didn't show
Us Why Why we need to live in fear
Knowing that the threats are real This Time

Yeah!

Conspiracy theory

Conspiracy theory

Oh!

Yow! Oh oh! Woo-hoo!

Conspiracy theory Gonna make you shake
Don't hit the breaks No time to waste now Like it or Leave it Better hit the road Cause the world as we know it Gonna Fade away now

Better that you didn't know
Better that they didn't show
Why we need to live in fear
Knowing that the threats are real This Time"

Suddenly I knew one place I would always belong, and even without my brother's living my dream with me, I would always have music.


Chibiyu: Sorry for the abrupt ending I have no more time tonight and I wanted to update so no time to proofread so ignore mistakes please! Until next Update!