a/n: I really wasn't in a good mood writing this one. I don't know why, I guess since it is 9:14 in the morning and I just finished writing it that could be the reason. I am not a morning person. So that's the story on that. Now to the chapter!
ch4: On Death and Dying
I stand up and stretch my arms. They mimic the movement and stretch out as well. They learn as they go... I had never realized that. Every time that they see something new their intelligence seems to grow, the artificial intelligence that they were created with was nothing near what they can do now.
They still seem skeptical of me walking. I don't think that they want me to do something without them. They can talk to me, but they can't completely control my actions. They want me to rest, but I can't just sit here and do nothing, I must do something besides sit in my house, alone.
"You are not alone," Sarah starts.
"You have us," Kris adds.
"Yes, we will keep you company," Bethany kept going.
"They threw you out, we will never do that," Liz ended.
I think about what they just said. They're right. Society threw me out. They cast me aside because of these tentacles on my back. They called me a freak and cast scared and hating glances at me. They won't accept me, but the tentacles will.
They'll take care of me. They won't throw me away. They'll always be right there.
I feel one slither into my lap while another one looks forward. I wish I could see what it does, and then I remember my glasses that I had been wearing.
"Where are the glasses?" I ask.
"The ones you were wearing?" Sarah starts again.
"They were for the experiment, right?" once again Kris follows.
"They are in your room," Bethany answered.
"We thought you wanted them off as you slept," Liz once again finished.
I realized that they spoke constantly in the same order. I started to walk up stairs, but Liz and Bethany had other plans. They picked me up and walked to my room for me.
When we got in the first thing that I noticed was that the room seemed different from in the morning. I didn't know what, but it did. Then I noticed that the window was broken.
"Probably some kid," I think out loud.
I walk over to the desk and start to pick up the glasses when I hear a crash downstairs. I run as fast as I can, my tentacles not even trying to help me, knowing that they might hurt me in my panic.
I turn down the stair well, land at the bottom after skipping the last five steps, went into the room on the left (where the crash had come from) and stopped dead in my tracks.
I saw a guy there. A good six foot seven, towering over me easily. He turns and I see that his face is masked. He sees me and his mask distorts, he must be grinning. I look down to see that he was trying to steal some of the China that I hadn't used at lunch.
I was scared, but he didn't care. He took out a gun a pointed it at my head.
Just then, he stopped. He looked at me with horror in his eyes. Then I noticed that my tentacles had shown themselves at my sides. He couldn't move, or he wouldn't move. He was so in shock that he just stood there while my tentacles attacked.
Bethany shoved him into the wall, Sarah and Kris pinned him and Bethany backed off. Bethany and Liz got poised to attack him.
"He tried to hurt you."
"So we will make him pay."
"He wanted your life."
"So we will take his," Liz's words stopped me in my tracks.
"NO!" I yelled, but Bethany was already striking him. I saw him go limp in Sarah and Kris' grasp. I saw Bethany back up, blood dripping from her claws. I couldn't look at it. I couldn't stand the pure horror. I felt very sick.
I turned and started to vomit. My guts were wrenching. I could feel it coming up my throat and I didn't care. Liz came over and tried to help, but I pushed her away between gags. I couldn't be near them right now. I wanted them to go away.
When I was finally able to, I got up and started to run. I ran into my room again. I ran away from the sounds of them killing, away from the smells of death and sickness.
I kept running into the closet and shut the door painfully on the tentacles. They might not be a part of me, but they're connected to my spine and it still hurts when they get hurt.
I closed the door as I tight as I could and held it that way. They tried to get into the closet, tried to reach me, but they can't, I won't let those murderers near me.
"Please, Otto."
"We just wanted to protect you."
"We're sorry, Otto."
"We won't do it again, we promise."
"But you must think, Otto."
"If he had pulled the trigger you would have died."
"We couldn't allow that."
"We care too much to allow that, Otto."
"You don't care about the death though do you? You don't care that you just killed I man!" I was yelling out of fear and anger.
"He deserved it, Otto."
"They all do."
"They would all kill you."
"They think you're a monster, but you aren't."
"We know you aren't."
"We know you're a brilliant scientist."
"You would have to be brilliant to come up with your energy plan."
"No one but you could have made it happen."
I know that they're right about the energy, I can't trust them. They made me kill. But then again, the person wanted to kill me because of what I look like, because of how I appear. He wouldn't have thought twice, maybe I shouldn't have either.
Liz finally gets me to let go of the door and she is the first to enter, then Sarah, followed by Kris, and finally Bethany. They all huddle around me. Sarah gets around my back and starts to stroke my head, comforting me. Kris huddles around me and rubs my back soothingly. Bethany and Liz wrap around me protectively. Liz even heads up towards my shoulder and lies there limply. I embrace her and all four tighten up, embracing me back.
How could I have doubted them? How could I have been so thick? They care about me. They're the only ones who will hold me now. They need me and I need them back.
a/n: what do ya think? I need reviews to know! I only continue it if I get (at least) one review (preferably more)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
a/n: also for those who may be a bit familiar with the title i got it from that one section in Chicken Soup for the... Soul. You find it in almost all the books and i love the title: On Death and Dying, so i decided that this would be the perfect chapter to use it for
