Thanks cuz and Michelle for the reviews! Also I would have uploaded this chapter sooner but the system was being updated or something. Well here's chapter 10! Enjoy!
Chapter 10
Finding Out The Truth
625 was asleep in bed, at least he seemed to be... again. Feelings of darkness whirling in his head, having the urge to destroy. He began to see green strands resembling electricity, everytime he closes his eyes, along with static. He opened his eyes again, eyes glowing a neon green. He revealed his secondary pair of arms and got out of bed.
Marie was asleep, needless to say. 625 revealed his claws, antennae, and spikes, as he quietly snuck out of the bedroom. He was on a mission to destroy. He couldn't return to the same place he struck the night before, he needed to search for another place.
He snuck out of the house and began wandering through the streets, in the moonlit night. He knocked down trash cans, while the garbage polluted the streets, and raccoons fed on the rubbish. 625 found a unoccupied vehicle, parked along the side of the street. He shifted his eyes to make sure nobody was in sight.
Nobody was on the streets. He punched the glass, while the glass scattered throughout the streets and of the inside of the car. He entered and curled up under the dashboard of the car, picking on some wires to hotwire the car. He easily hotwired the car and drove down the street in the car, ignoring traffic lights and stop signs along the way.
He drove his way into town, and crashed the vehicle into a tree. 625 screamed when the airbags inflated into his face without warning. He slashed the airbag with his claws, as it deflated, letting the destructive sandwich maker escape from the car, with a slight grin of his accomplishment in his face.
He walked along the sidewalks to find a place to destroy. He finally found a quaint little souvenir shop along the sidewalk. He peered inside of it through the glass. He saw little trinkets that was for sale, some handmade. Glass shells, magnets, seashells, surfboards, stuffed animals, all shelved neatly.
625 growled, as that was his next target for destruction. He scratched the glass to make a hole big enough to let him pass. He saw an alarm bell above him. He walked on the walls, and punched the bell, causing it to fall on the floor. He laughed, as the store was about to be destroyed.
625 threw some shells on the floor. They broke into tiny pieces as they hit the floor. 625 stepped on them, and made them into smaller pieces, not even caring that they were in his way. He broke the surfboards with his strength and threw the pieces into the wall. He took stuffed animals into his hands and ripped open their backs, to chew on the stuffing inside of them, like a vulture feasting on a dead carcass.
He saw the cash register and knocked it over down to the floor, causing the cash register to break. 625 didn't care for the currency that was on the floor, he resumed to his destruction. He ripped open a net, full of marbles and threw them everywhere.
The glass marbles bounced throughout the floor, before rolling to a complete stop. 625 saw magnets sitting on the shelves. He investigated some of them for a while, before he knocked them off the shelves. He saw some magazines and sat down on the floor looking through the pages, like a small toddler looking through a new picture book. He found some pictures of maps, he thought that it may be useful to him.
He ripped out the page and set it down beside his hip, as he flipped through the pages. Nothing in his interest. He closed the magazine and ripped it up, into shreds. Pieces of the magazine surrounded 625. 625 blew them out of his way.
625 looked at the store to see everything was destroyed. His fun was over... or was it? He sighed, as he left the store and wandered down the streets to find a new place to break into.
He found a trophy shop not far from the trashed souvenir shop. Another perfect place to break into. Casually he punched the glass window, as the alarm rung out loudly. 625 immediately picked up a trophy and threw it at the alarm bell. The bell stopped ringing. It was damaged. 625 decided that the items he was destroying was too simple... he needed a challenge for a change.
He picked up a aluminum baseball bat and hit the trophies out of the shelves and glass cases, denting the trophies in different places. He still needed a challenging item.
Something caught the corner of his eye, a dark purple bowling ball. He picked it up and placed it on the floor. He clawed at it and bit into it. That chipped one of his teeth, as 625 growled in pain.
Use your head, 625 thought to himself.
625 smiled at that thought. He bonked his head against the bowling ball, but not too hard. He groaned in pain, while his glitch-like trance went away. 625 was back to normal again.
'' What the blitznak? What I'm I doing here? Why is this place trashed?'', 625 shouted.
He went quiet for a couple of seconds. He realized that his extra body parts were exposed. He finally realized what he has done.
Guilt cut thought his body. 625 hung his head in shame,'' The idiot who broke into the grocery store and destroyed the place was... was... me.''
He felt that an invisible raincloud was above him, pouring rain down on him.
'' I'm that idiot... I must be sleep walking and haven't noticed it until know. Also I must be sleep destroying too. What else have I done?''
625 gasped in horror,'' What if Marie finds out? She'll hate me!''
He sighed, as his head hung again, feeling his chin rest against his chest,'' What am I going to do?''
He got up and left the store, tears flowing down his face, burning his eyes. He walked through the neighborhood, until he was in front of the park. He sat by the pond to cry his eyes out, since he really hated crying in front of Marie, even if she was asleep. He could see the strand of green ''electricity'' in his eyes. He became evil again.
He shook himself and became normal again. He became scared of himself since his behavior was unpredictable now.
'' What's wrong with me?'', 625 asked himself. He hid his extra body parts under his skin. He dried that tears off his face, and got up.
He was ashamed to go back home, but he had to. He didn't want Marie to worry about him. He even said that he was feeling better again from his ''illness''. He remembered that, as he began to feel worry.
He really had to keep whatever he had under control. If anybody found out that he was the one that broke into the stores and destroyed their goods, his family would be in alot of financial trouble. He also remembered that Marie told him once that bad dogs get sent to the pound, and if they bit somebody they would be put to sleep.
625 really needed to get those thoughts out of his head. They haunted his thoughts. He became very nervous when he finally arrived home. He decided that he had to take a good look at himself through the mirror, to find out what would trigger his unpredictable behavior.
He entered the house through the dog door and carefully climbed up the stairs, holding in to the railing, just in case his behavior comes back again. He turned on the bathroom light and looked at himself through the mirror.
He seemed normal to himself. He felt a tickle under his nose. He tried to hold it back, but failed.
'' AH-CHOO!'', 625 sneezed.
He didn't cover his nose, so the mirror was a mess.
'' Aww, yuck! Where are the napkins around here?''
He opened a shelf under the sink and pulled out a roll of napkins. He blew his nose and threw the soiled napkin into the trash. He unrolled the roll of napkins to clean the mirror.
He realized that the glitch was coming back. He saw the green strands of electricity and growled, his eyes green again. Evil.
625 fought on himself to control the glitch. He tripped over himself and hit his head next to the toilet,'' Aaaaaahhhhh!''
The room next to the bathroom, was Peg's room. Since she was always an easy sleeper, 625's screaming awoke her. She rushed to the bathroom to find 625 panting heavily, after winning against his glitch. 625's black eyes were full of worry now, he hid that emotion easily. He really didn't want to show it.
'' What's going on?'', Peg asked.
'' I'm just... screaming because I hurt myself against the toilet'', 625 said, innocently. He let his head hang low in shame.
'' It's okay. Just be careful next time. Okay?'', Peg said, calmly, stroking 625's head gently not to cause the sandwich maker anymore pain.
625's little stump for a tail wagged happily,'' Okay. I'm just going to clean the mirror since I sneezed on it by accident, so I tried to clean it, but I... tripped over the roll of napkins and... bonked my head against the toilet.''
'' Okay. Good night 625'', Peg said, walking back to her bedroom.
625 realized that his tail was still wagging happily,'' Did i just wag my tail? Oh boy, I've been reading one dog care book too many!''
He forced to stop his tail from wagging,'' Okay, back to that mirror.''
He climbed up the sink and sprayed some disinfectant spray on it and wiped the mirror clean. He peered at himself through the mirror. He could see the strand of green ''electricity'' again and he saw his evil self through the mirror. It spooked him as he saw his reflection showing his glowing green eyes.
'' This is... I mean... I ... What?'', 625 stammered, in confusion,'' What was that?''
He blinked and became normal again,'' I'm the living Dr. Jeckell and Mr. Hyde.''
He groaned and turned on the bathroom light, as he waddled off to his bed, still feeling guilty. He saw the green ''electricity'' again, turning him evil, with glowing green eyes. He had a good side/bad side fight with himself, but unfortunately the bad side got the better of him.
He walked into the bedroom and saw Marie still resting peacefully. 625 growled. He went up beside Marie's bed, with his hand and claws ready to slash. Marie moved in her sleep and hugged 625 around his neck, not tight enough to choke him.
625 growled, as he was about to slash her, but her voice stopped him.
'' 625... you're my very best friend. I love you, pal'', Marie said, in her sleep, without herself knowing it.
625 shook his head and noticed his hand above her. He did hear the words that Marie just said to him. He let the tears flow down his face. He clenched his teeth, feeling guilty on what that glitch almost made him do... hurt his best friend.
He remembered the promise that he said to Marie's dead father at the funeral, he felt that he broke that promise. Those words that he said echoed through his mind.
'' I'll promise to never hurt her...''
625 slipped out of Marie's arms. There was something he could do, but it would make Marie worry about him, but it was for the best, since he would do anything to make sure his friend was out of harms way.
He picked up his squeaky toy and placed it in Marie's hands.
'' I love you too, Marie. I'll miss you'', 625 blew softly.
He took a last glimpse of his friend and left the room, before his feelings got the better of him, which they already did. He finally took a last glimpse of the house and exited the house into the darkness of the moonlit night, never to return.
TBC...