Chapter 28
"What's wrong?"
Mimic walked into the room with white clothes on, plopping down in a chair at the table. It was past three in the morning, but of course, this meant nothing to Insomnia. He looked up at her over a book. She raised one eyebrow and crossed her arms.
"You said once that you had a time travel power, yeah?"
He avoided eye contact after he started speaking. Mimic nodded her head.
"Yeah."
"What's the farthest that you've ever gone back in time?"
"Not really sure they HAD time back then, why?"
"Was Illkune with you?"
"Yeah...where is this going?"
He sighed. "Junian said that Atlantis was destroyed by a bright flash of light. Was that you and Illkune?"
Mimic was quiet for a moment, then she stood up.
"That's what happens when two great forces turn against each other. Forces of equal power, strength, speed. That was the first time we had ever gone back in time and we weren't sure how were were gonna get back. We got in a fight. We didn't know what happened."
"He also said that your original time was destroyed."
"We destroyed that too, but that was after they turned us into weapons."
"What about this time?"
"What?"
"Junian said the second Apocolypse was during this era. Since you did the other two, I assume you're going to do this one as well?"
He sounded angry. "Jim, your world isn't destroyed."
"No, but you and Illkune will destroy it, for what reason I don't know."
He looked up at her, sending the book flying against the wall.
"What...? What the hell are you wanting me to do?"
"I don't know... This is all so confusing."
Snidva stood up, her chair falling over. "I don't control time, I merely use it as transportation."
"Just...keep yourself on good terms with Illkune. I don't want this world going to ashes."
"Jim, if it happens, it happens. I can't control time."
"Don't fight."
She just sighed and walked out of the room. "Illkune and I have been taken in by you people, by your world who tolerates us like people more than weapons. Why would we destroy it?"
Jim rubbed his eyes and walked over to the coffee machine, dipping two scoops into the filter and filling the coffee pot. Snidva had left the chair on the floor.
Jim hoped that Junian destroyed his experiment, but deep down, he knew that he hadn't. There were going to be three Mimics, the last one pure bred.
Snidva crawled onto the roof, thinking to her brother to wake his ass up and come talk. Illkune was a little less than willing, but he came. He slinked onto the roof, rubbing his eyes and scratching his neck.
"I'm leaving."
Illkune stopped his scratching. "What?"
She stared long and hard at the ground before turning her head and looking at him, her eyes slightly watering. "I'm leaving. If Jim wants to paint me as a criminal, then he can. I'm not going to be around to deal with it."
"Snidva, you've never run away from anything in your life. Why would you care about what Jim says?"
She sniffed and rubbed her eyes. "Because of the records, Jim thinks we're gonna get in a fight and destroy everything. If we're in two separate places, we can't do that right?"
Illkune snorted. "Snidva, what fights? Why does it matter what he thinks?"
"Take care of Bobby."
"No, I'm not letting you leave by yourself."
"Illkune, please. I can handle myself."
"Yeah, I know that, but I can't handle being by myself."
She was quiet, shivering, cold, confused. Illkune wrapped his arms around her, twirling his tail around hers.
"It's going to be okay. Jim doesn't know what he's talking about."
She didn't respond.
"You'd kill Bobby if you left."
"What hasn't he come through? Poor little guy."
"He's not so little anymore, Snid. He's not a kid."
She curled up next to him, staring at the ground.
"I think I'll go back to Atlantis."
"Stay here. Things will blow over. Please? For my sake if no one else's."
She was silent, just staring at the ground. He hugged her and looked at the sky.
"Let Insomnia think what he wants to think. That fight was an accident, and we were being controlled the next."
"Dammit, Jim!"
"What's wrong?"
Mimic walked into the room with white clothes on, plopping down in a chair at the table. It was past three in the morning, but of course, this meant nothing to Insomnia. He looked up at her over a book. She raised one eyebrow and crossed her arms.
"You said once that you had a time travel power, yeah?"
He avoided eye contact after he started speaking. Mimic nodded her head.
"Yeah."
"What's the farthest that you've ever gone back in time?"
"Not really sure they HAD time back then, why?"
"Was Illkune with you?"
"Yeah...where is this going?"
He sighed. "Junian said that Atlantis was destroyed by a bright flash of light. Was that you and Illkune?"
Mimic was quiet for a moment, then she stood up.
"That's what happens when two great forces turn against each other. Forces of equal power, strength, speed. That was the first time we had ever gone back in time and we weren't sure how were were gonna get back. We got in a fight. We didn't know what happened."
"He also said that your original time was destroyed."
"We destroyed that too, but that was after they turned us into weapons."
"What about this time?"
"What?"
"Junian said the second Apocolypse was during this era. Since you did the other two, I assume you're going to do this one as well?"
He sounded angry. "Jim, your world isn't destroyed."
"No, but you and Illkune will destroy it, for what reason I don't know."
He looked up at her, sending the book flying against the wall.
"What...? What the hell are you wanting me to do?"
"I don't know... This is all so confusing."
Snidva stood up, her chair falling over. "I don't control time, I merely use it as transportation."
"Just...keep yourself on good terms with Illkune. I don't want this world going to ashes."
"Jim, if it happens, it happens. I can't control time."
"Don't fight."
She just sighed and walked out of the room. "Illkune and I have been taken in by you people, by your world who tolerates us like people more than weapons. Why would we destroy it?"
Jim rubbed his eyes and walked over to the coffee machine, dipping two scoops into the filter and filling the coffee pot. Snidva had left the chair on the floor.
Jim hoped that Junian destroyed his experiment, but deep down, he knew that he hadn't. There were going to be three Mimics, the last one pure bred.
Snidva crawled onto the roof, thinking to her brother to wake his ass up and come talk. Illkune was a little less than willing, but he came. He slinked onto the roof, rubbing his eyes and scratching his neck.
"I'm leaving."
Illkune stopped his scratching. "What?"
She stared long and hard at the ground before turning her head and looking at him, her eyes slightly watering. "I'm leaving. If Jim wants to paint me as a criminal, then he can. I'm not going to be around to deal with it."
"Snidva, you've never run away from anything in your life. Why would you care about what Jim says?"
She sniffed and rubbed her eyes. "Because of the records, Jim thinks we're gonna get in a fight and destroy everything. If we're in two separate places, we can't do that right?"
Illkune snorted. "Snidva, what fights? Why does it matter what he thinks?"
"Take care of Bobby."
"No, I'm not letting you leave by yourself."
"Illkune, please. I can handle myself."
"Yeah, I know that, but I can't handle being by myself."
She was quiet, shivering, cold, confused. Illkune wrapped his arms around her, twirling his tail around hers.
"It's going to be okay. Jim doesn't know what he's talking about."
She didn't respond.
"You'd kill Bobby if you left."
"What hasn't he come through? Poor little guy."
"He's not so little anymore, Snid. He's not a kid."
She curled up next to him, staring at the ground.
"I think I'll go back to Atlantis."
"Stay here. Things will blow over. Please? For my sake if no one else's."
She was silent, just staring at the ground. He hugged her and looked at the sky.
"Let Insomnia think what he wants to think. That fight was an accident, and we were being controlled the next."
"Dammit, Jim!"