Six Feet

By Bonekhan123

Cold sweat beads down my eyes.

My heart thumps harder as I take in my surroundings.

Relief surrounds me when I realize I may be safe—still in the same room. But even the relief is cold. It is vanquished the moment I think about the reason I woke up so suddenly.

And haunted I have been for weeks now. Sometimes, I have to look into the mirror, to make sure I am still human, and not a being destined for destruction. Trying to tell myself I'm not only allows for moments of relief.

The terrifying day—the day the impossible happened, and my future was foretold. The impending doom approaches… and sometimes its too much.

Always, I question if Slade was right—

Am I truly a being of destruction, destined for the annihilation of Earth? In a sense, I always knew my father would always live to haunt me. I could never kill him. Never destroy him.

I could only summon just enough strength to force him to the darkest regions of my mind, and try to forget. But, he'll live through me.

That much is obvious.

The options are limited. Apparently, suiciding is a lot harder task to accomplish than once thought. I always chicken out. I want to keep living—even if I cannot feel emotions. My father has already crippled me, suiciding would be to admit defeat.

And yet, my father could never destroy if I died. But he'd find a way, I'm sure. He's found it before.

The strange thing is, the others think they can actually help. I'd stifle a laugh just thinking about it.

I'm on the roof of the tower now.

I walk up to the edge, and my gaze turns downward. The choppy waters are crashing against the rocks of the island's edge. I take a deep breath as I walk forward…

And in a flash, two things happen.

Just as I step off the edge, the door behind me opens, and Robin steps out. His eyes take on an alarmed form as fall off the tower. I close my eyes, tears streaming, waiting for my landing…

I hear footsteps, but they're distant… like some lost memory, something I couldn't quite place. Now I hear voices... All around me is darkness, and I can't figure out why.

But I gather enough strength to get one eye lid open, then the others. I finally realize what has happened… I'm back at the Tower, in the infirmary.

I can't control the tears and, once again, they stream freely from my face. I slink back, trying to avoid their faces, but it's useless. I barely have enough strength to move.

Suddenly, I'm back in the dark. My eyes are open, I know it. I figure it must be a blackout. Or maybe a bad joke.

Another voice… So deep and strange, but even more familiar than all the others.

I know what has happened at once, when my friends start shouting and screaming. My father…

They never even stood a chance. I close my eyes once again, not wanting to see my friends killed. Their morbid screams make my blood run cold.

I get up, and run.

I run, and run. Out of Jump City, away from everything. In my heart, I knew it was useless. Even if I did manage to escape, my father would still destroy everything I ever held dear.

I start thinking; if my friends are dead, what possible reason do I have to live? Now, there is no one to stop me from… dying.

Closing Notes: That was a bit morbid. No dialog either. Oh well. Still writing/continuing my other fiction, but I'm doing other things too.

-Bonekhan123