I wanted to be secretive but it was difficult to be inconspicuous when you were dressed like a movie star.
The hallway was dark in some sections while other parts were brightly lit overhead by strange orb shaped lamps that were slightly fuzzy around the edges.
Was that just my vision or were light bulbs supposed to look that way.
I heard a rabble of voices, two voices to be exact, they were rather hushed but nonetheless I could hear them.
One of the voices was more distinct than the other, it was Imagi's.
"Stop it. I didn't want to come here in the first place but you made me."
I crept around the corner to see who he was talking to.
The man was someone unfamiliar to me.
He had the most intense pair of eyes that I'd ever seen, they were were a pale neon blue.
Was this her lover perhaps?
He wasn't holding onto to her but not in a romantic way but in a forceful fashion.
Why was I just watching?
He could be hurting her or worse yet he could be just about to assault her.
"Don't worry you won't have do anything that challenging.
In fact once you leave here you won't have to remember we even met.
I was given word that you were here and I just had to see you Magi.
I know It's a bad time.
I do hope you weren't harmed in any way on your way here".
The man embraced rather affectionately however I could tell she wasn't enjoying it.
"Milo, I wish to say I was happy to see you but we weren't exactly on the best of terms the last time I saw you."
"What are you talking about, Magi?
I was the only friend you had in the entire world.
I know alot has happened the last time we saw each other but my love for you has remained unchanging.
I still care for you tremendously.
I know it sounds cheesy but I think about you all the time.
I know you think I betrayed you but I promise you that there's a explanation for all that.
If it makes you feel better I've been planning to come for you for quite awhile."
The strange man tried to reassure her but with little success.
"That's very nice of you to come to my rescue yet again but I hate say this but I don't need your help anymore, what's more is I don't want your help.
I'm not a little girl anymore.
I mean I could go into that melodramatic monologue about how you never were there but I don't think I'm going waste my breath, let alone my words".
"I was there most of your life, Magi.
Whenever you were in a tough spot and whenever you were in a fix I got you out of it, I saved you, why I practically raised you yet you have the audacity to claim that i was never there".
The Stranger was getting angry now and his voice had a razor edge that was full of pent up frustration.
"You were there when I was a child, you were there whenever I had skinned knee, you were there when I had a tough day at school, you were there when we were on the streets,moving from town to town, but when I became an adult you changed.
You expected me to change with you but when I refused, you ditched me and left me to fend for myself. Now that I've decided to fly solo, I've grown to like it. I've learned to thrive in my loneliness.
So no I do not need you in my life anymore.
If that means my mind will be completely wiped clean of every memory of you than so be it".
I could hear the venom in her voice now.
"So that's your choice?"
"Yes it is Milo".
"I'll tell you what I'll do, Magi, every memory of me, I'll let you keep, but you won't be able to access any of those memories.
They'll all be hidden in a secret place inside your mind.
The only thing you'll remember is that I existed, everything else will be rather fuzzy and unclear to you".
He touched the tip of her chin with his index finger and I saw her eyes become void and placid yet by the time she came back to reality the stranger was already gone.
Then I thought it was a excellent time to make my entrance.
However nothing went exactly to plan.
Her eyes were clear and conscious, she appeared alarmed and apparently ready to bolt.
"Calm down, I only want to talk to you, nothing else.
I know you think I'm a basket case and if that's what you want to believe and that's how you see me then go ahead.
Who knows maybe I am crazy yet I mean you no harm, Seriously I really don't want to hurt you."
Then I began to feel very strange, my head was throbbing, pulsating, heavy with a even a stranger emotion, it enveloped my entire being, urging me to say strange words that were very foreign to me.
"If I am to be quite honest, I am crazy, to be more specific I'm crazy about you.
Yes that's right I am insane, I'm bonkers, I'm right off my rocker, I'm absolutely mad and it's all because of you."
"I'm sorry".
There was unusual mixture of confusion and disgust.
"Oh there's nothing to apologize for, I am just so glad you didn't stray too far, I was becoming quite concerned, in fact I was nearly beside myself with worry.
I mean I wouldn't want anything unfortunate to happen to you."
Why was I saying these things?
I was horrified not by the words themselves but by the fact I had no control over my own mouth.
"If you come any closer it maybe the last thing you ever do...before you wake up in the ICU."
I wanted to stop approaching her yet some tremendous force drove me towards her.
She struck me right below my ribs yet I couldn't feel the pain.
She threw her fist straight into my chin but I didn't even flinch.
"Haven't you had enough violence?
You don't have to fight me.
I can't feel it anyway. If you notice I don't even have a scratch on me."
"Oh I'm not going for flesh wounds and stitches I'm going for far more serious internal injuries, the kind where you get carried away to the hospital by a gurney and you end with caste on one of your limbs.
I hope that clears things up for you".
Wow, this girl was fierce.
She was absolutely brutal.
I don't know if I liked this new version of her.
She was way too belligerent for my liking.
I kept coming closer and closer to her, until I finally placed each of my palms on the wall that was behind her which gave her no choice but to back up rather reluctantly, pinning her straight against the wall.
She twisted her head from me as I was now in too close of a proximity to her face.
I pushed myself ever so slightly from the wall as to give her some space but I couldn't help but notice the delicious smell of sugary rose petals that was radiating off her skin.
"I will destroy you.
You said yourself that I had the power.
I didn't destroy those men because I knew they were mere pawns that you sent out to play your little game but you on the other hand are a King and you're the one that's in charge.
So I'll destroy you, Check Mate".
"Only a Queen has that power and authority.
We all know that the Queen is the one that's really in charge.
A Queen is important, she's valued, she's honored and prized above all else.
Once anyone claims the Queen the game is over.
Be my queen".
She twisted her whole body away from me and somehow she managed to slip underneath my arms that were on either side of her on the wall behind her.
"I am not someone that can be claimed.
I am not some object that can be conquered.
I am not a prize to be possessed.
I am not a conquest.
I am a person.
So no I will not be your queen."
"If it's respect you want, I can give it to you.
I'll give anything you like, anything you wish, anything you desire".
"At what cost? My freedom? My sanity?
My dignity? My very own will?
The only way you'd ever have a woman rule by your side is if she was under your constant control."
"I'll let you keep your will as for your freedom I'll give it back to you.
Just think to yourself for moment, really think this time, what exactly have I done to control you in anyway?"
"You did lock me up in a cell".
"Oh I see, so you don't like being locked away in a cell. Well that's understandable, well then I do believe I can have it arranged for you to be given your own living quarters.
It's no trouble, really, so I would gladly accommodate you with your own room.
Would you like that?"
Why was every word coming out so creepy?
Was I normally this unsettling?
I tried to look back.
I had been charming in the past but never creepy.
It wasn't so much the words it was connotation in which I said the words and my voice had this crackly quality that was rather comical but still creepy.
If this was just a play then whoever was responsible for casting had obviously cast me as the villain.
Since when was I in love with her?
There were these new thoughts that flooded through my brain.
I couldn't make clear of this rush of new thoughts, the only thing I could be certain is something was changing me, twisting and corrupting my character and my personality within me.
Then I found myself battling two sides of my mind, one that was for good and the other for darkness and destruction.
Then I began to wonder whether I was a good person or not.
Was I good?
I was certainly decent enough but not exactly good.
"I'll tell you'd what I'd like, I'd like for you to drop dead".
She smiled at me smugly.
"Drop dead. Got it. So how exactly would you like me to die?
Violently, tragically, suddenly, slowly, naturally or unnaturally?"
"Natural causes would be nice but I could settle for less. It doesn't have to be gruesome, it doesn't have to be agonizing and I wouldn't want for you to suffer.
I just want you gone forever, not necessarily dead. I do however wish you'd be alive enough to learn the harm you've done.
You've destroyed people's lives and I wish you'd see that, I wish you'd learn what it is to be lowly and invisible, just like all those people you've brought here to slave away for you."
"That...can...be... arranged".
Forcing those words out was equivalent to chewing through a metal mouth guard.
"Look,If you come with me I'll do whatever you say".
"Somehow I doubt that but fair enough I'll come with you but you better not touch me again".
