My point of view... ooohh... spiffy.... (easily amused) This is a two part chapter. Please excuse the errors and what not. I'll have it fixed soon enough. This is a short chapter.
The Innate vs The Innate
Heaven or Hell
Let's Rock!
€~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Diary Entry Book Three (1) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~€
{::I live everyday the same::}
In a vast field that is a painting, Fredrick stood in a field of silver pillars. Once he encased himself in his mind, he picked his favorite realist painting as his mental home. His special pillars weilded together and held pools of purple water. It really was a dream world. These columbs served as barriors and steps. The only way up or down for anyone in there.
" You said too much." A stern voice said. Fredrick turned to see his dominant self. He moved a stray hair from his face. He was much different than his counterpart. He was not built, his hair was short and messy. Most of all, he did not have a headband on. Fredrick sighed offereing a small smile to his companion. The scientist fixed his glasses and cracked his neck.
" Maybe I had." He grinned a bit in amusment. A fake wind blew his labcoat and tusled both of their hair. He wore white khaki pants and black leather shoes. His shirt was open revieling a tanktop. Many would not have believed him to have once been the top mastermind behind the Gear Project.
{::In pain and suffering::}
" What were you thinking? I knew I shouldn't have allowed you to be in control." Sol said crossing his arms and offering no comfort of formality.
" Aw, Sol," Fredrick smiled putting his hands in his pockets. " Don't you understand? You wanted to tell him too." Sol stood there looking at him. He knew this was true, he had wanted Ky Kiske to know who he was.
{::I don't live for life::}
" I don't deny it, however, your overly kind nature shines through." Sol stared silently at Fredrick and watched his counterpart's amused smile.
{::I live for death::}
" Oh, but Sol, don't be so stiff about these things. Aren't you suppose to be a party animal?" His smile fadded as he continued to watch Sol in silence.
" Awakening his memories was a mistake. You know that." Sol sighed and his expression lifted slightly. " Would you have him in pain?
" Sol," The scientist cocked his head to the left. " Always a secretly sentimental one." Fredrick exhaled and knew it was true. He was fond of Kiske, and so was Sol. Because of their natural connection, he knew that his feelings were transfered over to Sol and vice versa. They were an odd sort of split personality.
{::In my mind I am dying slowly::}
" With the earth basically safe, we shall soon die." Sol's monotone hurt Fredrick a bit but he knew Sol was right. " After we find that man, we will kill him, and then we too shall die. That is our own personal mission."
" Yeah, I know," He scratched his head. " I just can't believe our chapter is coming to an end. After over 150 years, we can finally die."
" And if it happens in his lifetime, he will cry." Sol's eyes were level and cruel, just as Fredrick had once been before the split.
{::But to others I am very much alive::}
" Yeah, I know... I shouldn't have told him, but...."
" You wanted to be known." Sol slowly blinked, he was deep in his own thoughts, which weren't that personal but it did not matter for him. " Fredrick, tears are for humans...."
" Always one with the rays of sunshine, aren't you Sol?"
{::All I have done all my life is die::}
" I'm being realistic. Once we die, the entire Gear mess will be over with. Our exsistance isn't recognizesed as is. What would be the point other than to see someone else in pain."
Fredrick shrugged. " Sorry. I was hoping that maybe Kiske would take us down. Make him more of a hero than he already is."
" He's not strong enough. He wouldn't kill us, because we wouldn't fight him. The boy will never except it."
{::All there is left is suiside...::}
" Then shall we kill ourselves?" Fredrick suggested.
" Of course, we can't ask anyone else. In this time period, people are both cold and afraid to kill."
" Yes, that's right...." He stepped down the silver stairs and walked towards Sol, stopping a few feet away. " Life is precious, more so now than ever, because man has found its preditor."
{::All I want is a slow demise::}
" I'll take care of the rest of our visit." Sol said sternly.
" As I expected you would..." Fredrick sighed heavily knowing what would come of the next day. " Are you going to...?"
" Yes..." Fredrick's couterpart said. Sol moved and walked away into the darkness. He was returning to the countious world. The body was begining to wake, Fredrick sat down, and looked up to the black void sky.
" Dear boy, for a moment I reached you. I'm sorry, but you can't remeber me, or Sol... or anything about us." He sighed and leaned back folding his arms behind his head.
€~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Diary Entry
Book Three (1) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~€
Zeero's Notes :
Poem :
~ Sol Badguy ~
Slow Demise
By: Garrett
garrett.green@pemail.net
http://blood.tsotb.com/
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