Chapter four: Conflictions
Michael pov:
My eyes open sharply, and slowly sit up noticing that my restrains and no longer holding me down. I take a look around my new room, nothing has really change except for the fact it's a lot more security conscious. There's a bed, and large table, a toilet of course and small widow to my right. Being alone in the dark is comforting to me because I am hidden from any judgments or insights at least for now. I'm getting tired of these structured, no nonsense requirements that I have to put up with. My desire to escape is maddening, I know I will very soon, it's only a matter of time now and they cannot hold me back.
Michael hears some buttons being pushed to open the door, he backs up further into the dark, wanting to remain hidden. The image of Loomis appears and Michael almost considers emerging from the dark to attack and kill his Doctor, but Michael was a clever killer and didn't like to make careless kills. He could only fantasize in his head what cruel things he would do.
"Michael, Please come out, it's all right I'm not angry with you anymore." His doctors voice was indeed calm and patient.
Michael faded deeper into the dark still uncomfortable showing himself though. his dark eyes showed a hint of mistrust and a much darker feeling it was the lust for blood.
"Michael, I am going to turn on the lights okay?" I want you to stay where you are." Loomis reaches his hand to the switch while looking for Michael still. The lights turn on and much to Michael's displeasure he is expose standing very close to the wall.
"Come towards me Michael, I'm not going to yell at you." Loomis said trying to get Michael to go to him. Loomis at first mistaken this for shyness but after a minute goes by and Michael slowly walks toward loomis but its more of a stalking walk though. This puts loomis on guard but he doesn't show it as he leads Michael to the table and sits him down.
"I would like for you to take a look at these pictures." Loomis said sitting in the chair in front of Michael and reaching into his file taking them out for Michael to see. He held one up and asked Michael what he saw.
Michael looked at the ink blots with an air of indifference. He had been show these types of pictures before, and he always saw something which expressed his dark intentions. Indeed they did little but show Michael's corrupt morals.
I can't help you if you don't want to get better Michael." It's your will and heart that you must listen to. Loomis said patiently noticing Michael's resistance to counsel.
Loomis decided to use a different strategy and he puts the pictures away in the folder, and reaches down to grab a carrier for small animals. He opens the cage and brings out a small gray kitten. Loomis than sets the kitten down on the table and places a small mouse toy in front for the cat to play with. The Doctors instincts were right because Michael leaned a little forward in interest of the kittens movements, his dark brown eyes followed the cats every action. While Michael was busy watching Loomis quietly writes down Michael's reactions to the kitten which were ones of curiosity and learning. Michael almost seem fixated on the cat focusing all his attention to its sharp, but graceful movements.
After a while of letting Michael observe the cat Loomis lifts the kitten into his arms and places the cat directly on Michael's lap. Loomis than slowly takes Michael hand and guides it to the kitten fur to be touched. Loomis helps Michael run his hand across the little kittens fur gently stroking and patting it. Loomis runs Michae'sl hand through the cats fur several times letting this feeling sink into Michael. The idea was to help Michael understand and respect life.
"Now look at these photos." Loomis spread some police pictures on the table of Michael dead victims. "What if that sweet kitten were no longer moving, no longer playful as is, you wouldn't want to see it's fur mangled and stained would you? "you wouldn't want to see a life so precious to be destroyed?
"When You take the breath of life away, you destroy yourself. I see hatred and rage when you kill but this rage will kill you, yourself someday. To take someone life, is an awful crime to committed upon man, you must understand the blessing of life Michael. What happens to your soul is much worse than any murder you have brought out.
Michael's Pov:
Respect for life, is such a delicate thing. I prey upon my family and anyone who gets in my way, my hands are bond by this ribbon of fate and I cannot tatter it. There heartbeat provokes me, it beats so rapidly I can tell the character of my victim. No sorrow, no loss I was hollow. I do feel a little now however since the curse has weakened the conflicting emotions makes me crazy, not sure if I like these new feelings. Like puppet strings attachment to people, and feelings it confuses my heart. This fragile creature I look at, I could take its life so easily. But I'm fascinated this the cat it's small but a powerful creature I could related to it, their power and influence come from keeping their strategy secret.
The sound of his doctors firm but gentle voice caught his attention, Michael's head tilted in a angel as he look at loomis.
"Michael there's a little matter we have to discuss." Loomis said with a parental tone
Michael cringed inwardly knowing that the lecture he dreaded was coming. Michael could tell by his doctors tone that Loomis surely was no way near finished with him.
You have been very mischievous today Michael, and I want to remind you that your behavior does have consequences. Your under the care of this institution and under my care as well and that grants me the right to correct you fairly. If you misbehave you will be held responsible, and I will not make excuses for you.
"And your going to be sorry if you continue with this behavior." Loomis warned
Michael didn't like being told what to do, and he certainly didn't like to be reprimand like this. But he also knew better not to arouse his doctors suspicions about his other motives. Michael decided the best thing to do was to be attentive and listen Loomis, appeasing the doctor.
As if to emphasize his point Loomis takes Michael's hand and slaps it, not very hard but just enough it leave a little sting. Michael was practically impervious to pain, but this small amount of pain seemed to annoy him, that fact that loomis was treating him this way highly aggravated Michael. Michael really felt like throwing him out the window now, what was next? Loomis threatening to place him in a corner? Michael's fists tightened into a grip trying to control his strong emotions.
"I'm sorry Michael, please understand it's only to get your attention, I really don't like to use methods like this one." Loomis explains seeing Michael's tension. I'm proud of you though, for participating the second activity, I'll bring the kitten back to visit once in a while if you would like. If you need anything Michael, you know you can tell me okay?
Michael pov:
I wanted to grab the back of his neck, forcing him to throw it back than I would cut it. Bastard. This form of discipline irritates me, my face heats up in anger. He treats me like a child, the fact that he thinks he can teach me like one is insulting. You do not flirt with evil, I hate his apologies for I feel that he isn't really all that sorry. He did get my attention although it's not the kind he wants, my rebelliousness is fighting for a voice. I hear loomis again and this time I look at him frowning, I'll be patient even though I feel slighted.
"I know we can do this together Michael you just have to trust me and let that little child inside you breath again, so it can be free from this evil." Loomis try's to soothe Michael stirring emotions.
Michael elusive with his feelings kept them under control, even though it seemed painful. His will was strong and unruly, it wouldn't be broken so easily.
"You did very well today Michael, Remember that I'm here to help you." It's okay to open up and express yourself okay?" Loomis said softly letting Michael think about it.
"Goodnight Michael." "Be good." Loomis said punching the code to Michael's door for it to open. He turn of the lights leaving Michael in the dark once more where he was the most comfortable. Michael's pale masked face stood still in the darkness, Michael was in deep thought.
When the door shut behind Loomis he turned towards the security guard and thanked him for watching them. the security guard smile and told the doctor it wasn't any problem and for loomis to get a good sleep. Loomis nodded in return and quietly proceed to walk down the empty halls of the institution, he was looking forward to going home, he look haggard, and certainly felt very tired. It didn't take long for Loomis to run into Damien who wanted to check up on the Doctor
"Your still with us Loomis? "You look very tired are you going home?"
"Yes I am, I'll be back tomorrow though my work is far from done."
"How was the session by the way Doctor, did you get anywhere?" Damien asked unable to read Sam's expression
"It took a little prompting to get Michael to react but he did pretty well, he seem inquisitive and collected. "But I never understate him he can look calm but he can be practically an raging inferno inside." "I still think he is, in fact, evil. Sometimes he's even pure evil. Othertimes he is simply "quite naughty." Loomis explained and frowned thinking about all those times he had seen Michael undeniable evil.
"How can you possibly control someone like that?" Damien whispered to himself
"You can't, at least no man could, the method I used though seem to work enough it bring his attention to me. I going to be careful whenever I use it because I know Michael has volatile emotions. And I certainly know he is not fond of it. He'll tighten either into a knot inside twist with anger, or cry inside etc.
Damien opened his mouth to say something but Loomis held up a hand cutting him off
"I know what your going to ask me, I had a talk with him and than told him if he decided to be rebellious than he would be held responsible, and I showed him what I would do some of the time if that happened." I took his hand and tapped it the way you would a child and Michael immediately had his full attention on me I think he understood that his would be the effect if he misbehaved."
"You think this way of handling him will work?" "You know he gets very upset." Damien said somehow knowing Loomis would know what was best for Michael
"I think he is going to be very difficult at first, it will enrage him and he will be very resistant, but after a while I'll think he'll understand that he can avoid it by learning from it." It might even take years but I'm committed to protecting others from him and from himself, I will do whatever it takes if there's a way, any chance, I will take it."
"I understand Doctor, and I admire you courage and determination."
"Thank you damien, I believe I'm not the only doctor who deserve recognition you have helped so many people out of depression, suicide, manic symptoms etc." I think you have done a wonderful job."
"Loomis again you generous with your comments thank you."
"It's not a problem, I'll see you tomorrow?"
"No I am sorry I wont be in tomorrow I have to go to a counsel meeting and I'm not sure when it ends I just know it will be hours."
"That's okay Damien I'll talk to you soon. take care of yourself." Loomis said warmly
"You to, and get a good rest!" "Don't stay to late now." Damien said getting his car keys out, ready to leave. he walked down the hall waving good-bye to loomis.
Loomis waved back as he watched Damien walk to the parking lot. Loomis sighed and walked towards the lot also when he saw Damien car leave. The lot of pretty empty except from a couple security cars and there was a little chill in the night air that made loomis hug himself for warmth. Loomis hurried ahead and got into his car starting the ignition, just wanting to call it a night. Little did Loomis know his "naughty patient" as he explained was dangerously close to putting his plan to action.
Michael pov:
My eyes open sharply, and slowly sit up noticing that my restrains and no longer holding me down. I take a look around my new room, nothing has really change except for the fact it's a lot more security conscious. There's a bed, and large table, a toilet of course and small widow to my right. Being alone in the dark is comforting to me because I am hidden from any judgments or insights at least for now. I'm getting tired of these structured, no nonsense requirements that I have to put up with. My desire to escape is maddening, I know I will very soon, it's only a matter of time now and they cannot hold me back.
Michael hears some buttons being pushed to open the door, he backs up further into the dark, wanting to remain hidden. The image of Loomis appears and Michael almost considers emerging from the dark to attack and kill his Doctor, but Michael was a clever killer and didn't like to make careless kills. He could only fantasize in his head what cruel things he would do.
"Michael, Please come out, it's all right I'm not angry with you anymore." His doctors voice was indeed calm and patient.
Michael faded deeper into the dark still uncomfortable showing himself though. his dark eyes showed a hint of mistrust and a much darker feeling it was the lust for blood.
"Michael, I am going to turn on the lights okay?" I want you to stay where you are." Loomis reaches his hand to the switch while looking for Michael still. The lights turn on and much to Michael's displeasure he is expose standing very close to the wall.
"Come towards me Michael, I'm not going to yell at you." Loomis said trying to get Michael to go to him. Loomis at first mistaken this for shyness but after a minute goes by and Michael slowly walks toward loomis but its more of a stalking walk though. This puts loomis on guard but he doesn't show it as he leads Michael to the table and sits him down.
"I would like for you to take a look at these pictures." Loomis said sitting in the chair in front of Michael and reaching into his file taking them out for Michael to see. He held one up and asked Michael what he saw.
Michael looked at the ink blots with an air of indifference. He had been show these types of pictures before, and he always saw something which expressed his dark intentions. Indeed they did little but show Michael's corrupt morals.
I can't help you if you don't want to get better Michael." It's your will and heart that you must listen to. Loomis said patiently noticing Michael's resistance to counsel.
Loomis decided to use a different strategy and he puts the pictures away in the folder, and reaches down to grab a carrier for small animals. He opens the cage and brings out a small gray kitten. Loomis than sets the kitten down on the table and places a small mouse toy in front for the cat to play with. The Doctors instincts were right because Michael leaned a little forward in interest of the kittens movements, his dark brown eyes followed the cats every action. While Michael was busy watching Loomis quietly writes down Michael's reactions to the kitten which were ones of curiosity and learning. Michael almost seem fixated on the cat focusing all his attention to its sharp, but graceful movements.
After a while of letting Michael observe the cat Loomis lifts the kitten into his arms and places the cat directly on Michael's lap. Loomis than slowly takes Michael hand and guides it to the kitten fur to be touched. Loomis helps Michael run his hand across the little kittens fur gently stroking and patting it. Loomis runs Michae'sl hand through the cats fur several times letting this feeling sink into Michael. The idea was to help Michael understand and respect life.
"Now look at these photos." Loomis spread some police pictures on the table of Michael dead victims. "What if that sweet kitten were no longer moving, no longer playful as is, you wouldn't want to see it's fur mangled and stained would you? "you wouldn't want to see a life so precious to be destroyed?
"When You take the breath of life away, you destroy yourself. I see hatred and rage when you kill but this rage will kill you, yourself someday. To take someone life, is an awful crime to committed upon man, you must understand the blessing of life Michael. What happens to your soul is much worse than any murder you have brought out.
Michael's Pov:
Respect for life, is such a delicate thing. I prey upon my family and anyone who gets in my way, my hands are bond by this ribbon of fate and I cannot tatter it. There heartbeat provokes me, it beats so rapidly I can tell the character of my victim. No sorrow, no loss I was hollow. I do feel a little now however since the curse has weakened the conflicting emotions makes me crazy, not sure if I like these new feelings. Like puppet strings attachment to people, and feelings it confuses my heart. This fragile creature I look at, I could take its life so easily. But I'm fascinated this the cat it's small but a powerful creature I could related to it, their power and influence come from keeping their strategy secret.
The sound of his doctors firm but gentle voice caught his attention, Michael's head tilted in a angel as he look at loomis.
"Michael there's a little matter we have to discuss." Loomis said with a parental tone
Michael cringed inwardly knowing that the lecture he dreaded was coming. Michael could tell by his doctors tone that Loomis surely was no way near finished with him.
You have been very mischievous today Michael, and I want to remind you that your behavior does have consequences. Your under the care of this institution and under my care as well and that grants me the right to correct you fairly. If you misbehave you will be held responsible, and I will not make excuses for you.
"And your going to be sorry if you continue with this behavior." Loomis warned
Michael didn't like being told what to do, and he certainly didn't like to be reprimand like this. But he also knew better not to arouse his doctors suspicions about his other motives. Michael decided the best thing to do was to be attentive and listen Loomis, appeasing the doctor.
As if to emphasize his point Loomis takes Michael's hand and slaps it, not very hard but just enough it leave a little sting. Michael was practically impervious to pain, but this small amount of pain seemed to annoy him, that fact that loomis was treating him this way highly aggravated Michael. Michael really felt like throwing him out the window now, what was next? Loomis threatening to place him in a corner? Michael's fists tightened into a grip trying to control his strong emotions.
"I'm sorry Michael, please understand it's only to get your attention, I really don't like to use methods like this one." Loomis explains seeing Michael's tension. I'm proud of you though, for participating the second activity, I'll bring the kitten back to visit once in a while if you would like. If you need anything Michael, you know you can tell me okay?
Michael pov:
I wanted to grab the back of his neck, forcing him to throw it back than I would cut it. Bastard. This form of discipline irritates me, my face heats up in anger. He treats me like a child, the fact that he thinks he can teach me like one is insulting. You do not flirt with evil, I hate his apologies for I feel that he isn't really all that sorry. He did get my attention although it's not the kind he wants, my rebelliousness is fighting for a voice. I hear loomis again and this time I look at him frowning, I'll be patient even though I feel slighted.
"I know we can do this together Michael you just have to trust me and let that little child inside you breath again, so it can be free from this evil." Loomis try's to soothe Michael stirring emotions.
Michael elusive with his feelings kept them under control, even though it seemed painful. His will was strong and unruly, it wouldn't be broken so easily.
"You did very well today Michael, Remember that I'm here to help you." It's okay to open up and express yourself okay?" Loomis said softly letting Michael think about it.
"Goodnight Michael." "Be good." Loomis said punching the code to Michael's door for it to open. He turn of the lights leaving Michael in the dark once more where he was the most comfortable. Michael's pale masked face stood still in the darkness, Michael was in deep thought.
When the door shut behind Loomis he turned towards the security guard and thanked him for watching them. the security guard smile and told the doctor it wasn't any problem and for loomis to get a good sleep. Loomis nodded in return and quietly proceed to walk down the empty halls of the institution, he was looking forward to going home, he look haggard, and certainly felt very tired. It didn't take long for Loomis to run into Damien who wanted to check up on the Doctor
"Your still with us Loomis? "You look very tired are you going home?"
"Yes I am, I'll be back tomorrow though my work is far from done."
"How was the session by the way Doctor, did you get anywhere?" Damien asked unable to read Sam's expression
"It took a little prompting to get Michael to react but he did pretty well, he seem inquisitive and collected. "But I never understate him he can look calm but he can be practically an raging inferno inside." "I still think he is, in fact, evil. Sometimes he's even pure evil. Othertimes he is simply "quite naughty." Loomis explained and frowned thinking about all those times he had seen Michael undeniable evil.
"How can you possibly control someone like that?" Damien whispered to himself
"You can't, at least no man could, the method I used though seem to work enough it bring his attention to me. I going to be careful whenever I use it because I know Michael has volatile emotions. And I certainly know he is not fond of it. He'll tighten either into a knot inside twist with anger, or cry inside etc.
Damien opened his mouth to say something but Loomis held up a hand cutting him off
"I know what your going to ask me, I had a talk with him and than told him if he decided to be rebellious than he would be held responsible, and I showed him what I would do some of the time if that happened." I took his hand and tapped it the way you would a child and Michael immediately had his full attention on me I think he understood that his would be the effect if he misbehaved."
"You think this way of handling him will work?" "You know he gets very upset." Damien said somehow knowing Loomis would know what was best for Michael
"I think he is going to be very difficult at first, it will enrage him and he will be very resistant, but after a while I'll think he'll understand that he can avoid it by learning from it." It might even take years but I'm committed to protecting others from him and from himself, I will do whatever it takes if there's a way, any chance, I will take it."
"I understand Doctor, and I admire you courage and determination."
"Thank you damien, I believe I'm not the only doctor who deserve recognition you have helped so many people out of depression, suicide, manic symptoms etc." I think you have done a wonderful job."
"Loomis again you generous with your comments thank you."
"It's not a problem, I'll see you tomorrow?"
"No I am sorry I wont be in tomorrow I have to go to a counsel meeting and I'm not sure when it ends I just know it will be hours."
"That's okay Damien I'll talk to you soon. take care of yourself." Loomis said warmly
"You to, and get a good rest!" "Don't stay to late now." Damien said getting his car keys out, ready to leave. he walked down the hall waving good-bye to loomis.
Loomis waved back as he watched Damien walk to the parking lot. Loomis sighed and walked towards the lot also when he saw Damien car leave. The lot of pretty empty except from a couple security cars and there was a little chill in the night air that made loomis hug himself for warmth. Loomis hurried ahead and got into his car starting the ignition, just wanting to call it a night. Little did Loomis know his "naughty patient" as he explained was dangerously close to putting his plan to action.