Chapter 28: Reminiscence
04:04 AM (Japan Time), Saturday June the 18th…
"… Ugh… Where the hell is this at…?"
"Your..."
"You!"
Yami was standing in front of a guy whose face was blurry: he was strapped to a wooden chair and had S&M gear on his body: some ropes were placed above and below his nipples as well as beneath his knees and around his ankles to keep him immobilized and tied into the chair: Yami was standing in front of him while holding a taser on his right hand and having a smug smile on his face: he looked deadly.
"You lowlife!" The person hissed.
"Hmpf. I will torture you and bend you before killing you off for good. The same fate is waiting for that bothersome guy… Today is your last day. No… … will help you this time around…" He grinned.
"Hikarawa! You lowlife!"
"Yeah… That proud face of hate and anger… You'll soon be craving for mercy before I finish you off."
"Damn!"
"Heh, heh, heh. Once partner gives me the signal, I'll begin. This will be synchronized so that both of you will die at the same time. Hell is waiting for you along the mourning souls of those you murdered."
"I never murdered anyone!"
"Or should I say, deleted? Whatever. You will be dead in less than 30 minutes from now: nothing can stop us "Demon Tribe" from rising to glory! Today the Sith win, Jedi. Heh, heh, heh."
"Damn! Is there no way out?"
Yami suddenly moved forward and forced his cock inside of his mouth.
"… Hmpf. There. Make a good blowjob or I'll electrocute you again, you useless slave… You're just a piece of meat to be used!"
Yami could feel the thrill and rush which came to him as he forced the victim to make him a blowjob: he began to increase the pace.
"… How do those two 5 cm vibrators feel? That's the feeling of being stuffed with two manly cocks! And, like partner said, if you release, then you die…! There! Finish it up and swallow it up!"
He pushed the guy's head totally forward and grinned as he released and overfilled his mouth: he then took it out and the guy panted as some of the liquid dripped down across his chin and fell on top of his cock, which was already hard: the victim closed his eyes and clenched his teeth as he seemingly tried to prevent his own release.
"I'll make it harder, even!"
He placed those four capsule-shaped vibrators plus the clothes pegs on the nipples and bags: he didn't turn the vibrators on yet and rummaged into his right pocket to take out a gun which he aimed at the victim's forehead: he tried to break free in vain.
"Useless…! You will die today. Once you do, then nothing and no-one will stop us. Such is the destiny… sama… set for us in advance thanks to his "… Power"… Don't you realize? … just destroyed the physical form of… sama… but its "soul" continues to live on as the "… Power": a program containing … sama's… fragments on …! His will keeps on living on inside of them and into my mindset, too!"
"D-damn! If you hadn't built that thing… This wouldn't have happened…!"
"Time's up. I just got the signal from partner…."
He turned on the vibrators and the victim began to agonize.
"Attention. Emergency orders…."
"What "emergency orders"…?"
"Isolate… Hikarawa Yami… and seal… Execute orders."
A blue circle was drawn on his own feet and a metallic cylinder suddenly formed around him: it had a small curved glass window which allowed one to look inside and vice versa: he began to bang against the walls from the inside and yell something but his voice was totally muffled: Yami could feel hatred pulsing through his veins.
"Open this thing up! I'm not done yet! I'm gonna fucking kill you! This place is my climax! Gra~h!"
The whole thing seemed to glow with increasing intensity until it felt like it was "flying" towards somewhere in a vertical direction: he tried hitting the wall in front of him with the taser but it only dissolved into nothingness with a bright flash: he then tried the gun but it also dissolved before he could try to pull the trigger: the capsule then seemed to stop and deposit on the ground inside of a totally unlit space.
"What are you doing? Lemme outta 'ere! I'm not done yet! I've gotta kill that guy!"
"This is as far as this madness comes." An unknown man's voice announced.
"Who the hell are you lowlife?"
"Need Not To Know… But I know what's wrong with you and what needs to be done to fix you... So listen and don't try to do anything foolish anymore…"
"What the hell!"
"Your current emotions, thoughts and memories… They are not generated by your will: you have being manipulated all along. Listen: you will be shed of this control and become a normal person. But, for your sake, you will forget this whole affair. It is the best for you. You are young. You live, you exist. You deserve to be yourself and not a tool of someone else. Now fall into slumber and forget…"
"W-what's… happening…? I'm… vanishing…?"
All became black and still…
04:13 AM (Japan Time)…
"… Grah!"
Yami suddenly sat up on his bed while panting heavily: he could hear a low-tuned roar coming from close by.
"Huh… Nebula Grey… It finished reconstruction?" He muttered.
He glanced at the PET III and gasped upon seeing the time being displayed on its screen: he then looked at his hands and seemed to be trembling from fear.
"I… I wanted to kill someone…! I was about to…! Delta was about to kill someone else…! And I was torturing a guy…! Forcing him to…! W-was that…? My past me…? I was like that…? And Delta, too…? T-that can't be, right…? How could I…?" He muttered.
He suddenly closed his arms around his body as if trying to shield it and closed his eyes: he was shaking and trembling.
"W-wait… Someone told me… I was being manipulated… "sama"…? Just who… was using me…? Why did they want me to… be such a ruthless person…? The voice was right…! I deserved a second opportunity…! And this is why my past was altered…! Kami – sama…! I'm not 13, and…! I really wanted to kill… someone defenseless…! And torturing him by using toys to force him to release so that I could… kill… him…! No…! I don't want to be like that again…! No matter what…!" He muttered while his voice seemed to indicate increasing hysteria.
He clutched his head and suddenly jumped off the bed: he snuck out of the room and seemed to be drawn towards the image of Nebula Grey forming "Dark Chips" by shedding part of its power and then an automated Navi enclosed it within the "Dark Chip": the "Dark Chips" were being stocked in boxes and looked ready for distribution.
"You…? You're calling out to me…? Why…?" Yami asked it.
The monster merely roared as Yami stepped back as if he was afraid: his eyes did display fear.
"N-no! I get it now…! You! You were the one who messed with me in the past! Even though you were deleted… I was tainted by you somehow…! You are the "Dark Side" itself…! Are you… an incarnation of "Abeloth", the terrible monster…? Answer me! You can't control me anymore: my mind has defenses against you! You've been using the "Darkloids"…!" Yami whispered to it.
The monster seemed to stop roaring and stood still for a prolonged while: Yami had picked one of the chairs and was lifting it above his head as if being about to hit the laptop: he suddenly gasped and placed it back on the ground: the monster emitted a sound which could pass as deep laughter.
"I knew it…! You wanted me to be a "Sith" and kill the "Jedi"…! You're the source of everything…! You started it up…! The WWW…! Gospel…! Nebula…! The "Renegades"…! And you've lured us into recreating you within Neo Nebula, too…! Then… You're not really controlled by the Doc, are you?" Yami formed a grimace.
The monster emitted the same sound again and Yami's eyes began to display anger: he suddenly gasped and ran into the bathroom to wash his face with water: he returned in front of the computer and continued his "confrontation" with it.
"No. I told you. I cannot be controlled by you. Ever. Again. Do you get me, you monster? Delta and I won't be your puppets! One day… You will be struck down. But I get it: you don't care if your physical form is destroyed, because… The "Dark Power" will ensure that you continue existing in some form or another…! Your "hatred" and "grudge" will chase us as long as your core essence, your "soul", isn't destroyed…!" Yami realized.
The monster seemed to make a smile and Yami looked away: he then articulated his fingers as if trying to cool off.
"And you've triggered this memory of mine by accident as you tried to taint me again… But your own plan backfired! And since Delta has antibodies on him then you can't use him, either! Disappear!"
Yami violently brought the cover down and panted heavily.
"There. You can't do anything if you can't communicate with the outside world… Let's turn off the wireless adapter, too. And maybe I won't mind letting Forte destroy you twice. He'd do us a favor, really." Yami muttered aloud.
He headed back into his room and sat on the edge of his bed while looking thoughtful: he then glanced at the PET III and seemed to realize something else.
"Delta. You've heard it all, haven't you?"
"… Yeah. I saw something similar, too…" Delta admitted as he showed up onscreen: he looked worried.
"I now see why both of us don't remember our past. The only mystery left is to find out who I really am. I'm sure I had a life before you found me and indirectly tainted me. I'll play along with the Doc, but… Eventually, I will be quitting. I can't stand being near that thing. But we have nothing to worry about: whoever granted us this second chance wanted to make sure that the tragic events leading up to our "purging" could not happen ever again… Guess we should be thankful to them." Yami told him.
"… Yami – kun… I'll… follow you anywhere you go. It's my obligation as your personal Net Navi… And… I'm sorry for my attitude in the evening, because… That would be a bliss compared to what both of us did back then… Say… You couldn't see the face of the "victim", either?" Delta asked him as he looked up.
"No. And parts of the dialogue felt "censored"… I'm sure there are fail-safes in our memories. Most of them were surely deleted but this one may have slipped somewhere too deep to be located easily. And now that that monster has come back, since the memory must have had a "tag" with its name, then it was brought up." Yami deduced.
"… Guess we should try to sleep somehow. Maybe we'll see things differently with sunlight." Delta suggested.
"Yeah. Good night."
Yami climbed back into the bed while Delta switched off…
10:22 AM (Japan Time)…
"… Hey! Obihiro – kun! What a coincidence!"
"Y-yeah! Nice coincidence…"
"How do you do?"
Netto and Saito crossed paths with Obihiro in the Densan City Shopping Mall: he looked surprised at meeting them while they smiled.
"Is your "forum" idea progressing?" Netto asked.
"Oh. It's already running and it's a total success. The Net Police is very pleased at it. I now help Mr. Vadous with some beta program testing and double-checking." Obihiro admitted.
"Wow. Checking out Vadous – san's programs… You've gotta be fascinated to no end, right?" Netto whistled in surprise.
"Well… More or less, I'd say… Most of them are small trivial programs which monitor the temperature of rooms and devices… Other programs are some "emergency status" which output something given some circumstances…" Obihiro explained.
"Cool. He obviously needs a huge mainframe to control something as complicated as a… eh… yacht." Saito seemed to correct himself.
"Yeah. So… What hobbies do you have?" Netto asked.
"Truth to be told… I like checking manga forums out… I'm starting to build a base of several manga series and trying to connect them to form a "cross-over" type of story…" Obihiro giggled in an uneasy manner.
"So, you're living here in Densan City?" Saito asked him.
"Yeah… This way I don't stand out… I found myself a little and nice apartment… I always make sure to help the admin check on its security systems once a month… They always have some bug or another… Speaking of bugs… I should give you these…" Obihiro smiled.
He rummaged into his pouch and grinned at them.
"Guess what's here." He challenged.
"Huh… A remote…?" Netto frowned.
"Huh… A candy bar…?" Saito tried to guess.
"Wrong! Heh, heh, heh. These are for you two: close your eyes and open your palms… I wanna dramatize a bit." Obihiro grinned.
Both looked at each other and then shrugged: they closed their eyes and extended their hands: Netto felt two objects being placed on it while Saito felt one on the right hand: both closed their hands out of instinct and then opened his eyes: Obihiro signaled for them to be quiet.
"Please don't increase the voice!" He told them.
They slowly opened their palms and gasped in surprise: Obihiro kept on signaling for them to be quiet.
"Whoa…! Wood Gospel, Elec Gospel…!" Netto whispered.
"Aqua Gospel…!" Saito gasped.
"Heh, heh! Mr. Vadous gave you "Fire Gospel" back on Christmas, but I was waiting for a moment to give these to you two… I know I came to your birthday, but… I forgot them, truth to be told. And we didn't talk much back then, either… Sorry." Obihiro apologized.
"We understand it, Obihiro – kun. You were just getting used to hanging around us." Netto smiled at him.
"Higure – san will soon be offering his WHOLE store in exchange for these, I'd rather say…" Saito giggled.
"Heh, heh! It wouldn't surprise me!" Netto grinned.
"I'm glad I was of help, really." Obihiro looked relieved.
"You're always welcome, Obihiro – kun." Saito insisted.
"You're our friend, too!"
"T-thanks…"
Netto's Link PET rang and he discreetly took it out: Forte was onscreen and Netto lifted his eyebrows in surprise.
"Forte! What's up?"
"W-whoa! The real Forte…!" Obihiro gasped.
"Don't worry, Obihiro. I don't mind about the "Ultimate Navi Construction Scheme" thing anymore… It was Wily's laziness the one behind it and it was so lazy that it backfired…" Forte sounded amused.
"Speaking of that…" Saito began.
"Yeah. He's sniffing out the punk." Forte confirmed.
"Grrr…" "Gospel" growled in the background.
"Oh… The… eh… "Little brother"… of… eh… "Gospel"… Should we call it "Gospel Jr.", then?" Obihiro slowly suggested.
"Why not…" Forte sounded amused.
"Grawl! Gruff! Gruff!"
"Guess it doesn't mind but the punk is getting close."
"The punk…? DS Blues…?" Saito deduced.
"Yeah. I've felt it this night… A new Nebula Grey has been born. I'm going to track that guy and destroy it." Forte told them.
"Do it! Nebula Grey was the source of January's mess: if it comes back, then we're gonna get into deep shit." Netto growled.
"Delighted. Hmmm… I can smell his Channel 171 perfume… He must be trying to date his Boss…" Forte muttered with obvious sarcasm.
"That sounds like something Omega would say…" Netto lifted his eyebrows and sounded surprised.
"Met him, once… Nice fella. Hmmm… He's less than 200 meters away from my nice ambush and he now reeks of "Equipment Cards" for "Dark Attribute Monsters"… Heh, heh, heh."
"… You lowlife! Forte!" DS Blues growled off-screen.
"About to date your Boss?" Forte teased.
"Shut up! Take this!"
DS Blues shot something towards Forte but his "Dark Aura" protected him from the attack: Forte then jumped out of the camera range as DS Blues hit the floor with a Neo Variable Sword which got stuck there.
"Gospel Jr.! Play with this neo-punk." Forte called out.
"Grawl!"
"Damn!"
The face of "Gospel Jr." appeared onscreen and it looked rather hostile: DS Blues drew the Neo Variable Sword and began to step away: "Gospel Jr." suddenly jumped forward and bit the right shoulder: DS Blues roared in agony and tried to break free: "Gospel Jr." dropped him on the ground while making a spat sound.
"Grawl! Gruff! Gruff! Grawl!"
"Too bad… It'd seem you don't meet his qualifications to be his mid-morning appetizer." Forte taunted.
"Grah… Gu… Gu… Guah… Damn… My shoulder...! I'll r-remember this, you lowlife! I'll bring something to… blow that "Aura" away… a-and… delete you lowlife…!" DS Blues groaned.
"Run before the creditors come for your skin and try to dismember you into a puzzle." Forte chuckled.
DS Blues became data and disappeared while "Gospel Jr." began to sniff the air as if tracing it.
"Ya saw it. Use one pawn to eliminate the other and emerge for the spoils for yourself… Heh, heh, heh." Forte announced.
"Good job!" The three of them complimented.
"Thanks, guys. See ya!" Forte blinked them an eye.
10:28 AM (Japan Time)…
"… Yo! Bloody Shadowy! Watcha playin'?"
"Sigma… That dialect is silly. And I'm playing Starfox Assault."
"Assault a starfox, then?"
"No~…"
"Heh, heh, heh. I'm into the Smash Brothers, too. Koppa sweeps the floor with anythin' standin' on it, shadowy bloody."
"Will you stop with those silly nicknames already, Sigma?"
Sigma popped his head into a room where Blood Shadow was playing with a Wii console: he'd removed his right arm shotgun to be able to use both hands and looked annoyed at Sigma's puns.
"A gentleman over here is having fun with Super Mario Land 2: Six Golden Coins and messing around." Omega joked as he showed up behind Sigma.
"Huh! Sir Omega, sir!" Both saluted.
"Good news: Forte is going to get rid of a headache using his superb Game Shark codes." Omega chuckled.
"Excellent, sir!" Both exclaimed.
"Good. And Sigma… Those nicknames are really silly. He's Blood Shadow or Blood. End of story. Gotcha?"
"Huh… Roger, sir!"
"Well then… Beware of Wario's toxic gases… Heh, heh, heh."
"I'm off. See ya, Blood – chan!"
"Oi! That ain't fair, Sigma!"
Sigma closed the door and ran off, laughing, while Blood Shadow fumed.
Why can't he stop making up pointless puns? That guy, really…
He resumed playing the game and grinned…
