Chapter 3: What Do You Want From Me?

Daisuke felt himself thrown to the floor. The Mirror Daisuke laughed again, but he still didn't try to break Daisuke's legs… Dark, he had to wake him up. "Dark… help me!" squeezed Daisuke through his swollen upper lip. But, when he felt on the area where Dark was supposed to be, he felt nothing but… water?

Daisuke looked at Dark: there was a piece of metal embedded into his head, going right through the floor underneath it. "NO!" and Daisuke got up, still blinded by some of the pain in his knee. He smashed through his door, into the hallway, and then, he felt something grab him, this time by his neck.

"Stand him up! Stand him up straight" said a Mirror Daisuke, and then, the one grabbing Daisuke held him up for the other one, which grabbed Daisuke, and then gave him a ferocious head butt. Daisuke lost some of his sense, collapsing on the floor. Tears leaked out of his eyes; he couldn't take it… his head felt like it was going to explode… he tried to think… but it made his pain only worse…he couldn't bear think, since he felt the ache was going to get worse… but he could think one thing without getting a worse head ache… one dark, dreadful thing: he was going to die.

Then, he remembered something that the Mirror Daisuke had said… and his head didn't ache, so he thought hard, hearing laughter around him… however, he heard something else among it… something beautiful. Daisuke looked over to where the laughing Mirror Daisukes were (they filled the hall completely), and, right in the middle, was a girl… a girl with black, short hair and pale, shining eyes… "I'll see you on the dark side of the moon..." she whispered, and then, a bright light filled the hall…

Daisuke was alone, the Mirror Daisukes gone and that girl too. He could hear snoring… Dark was… alive. "It… was a dream" thought Daisuke… and then, the pain came back, and his knee felt on fire again, and he felt his kicked and bashed in face… Why? What was happening? Why… "HELP! SOMEONE, HELP ME!" roared Daisuke, whimpering and quivering as he felt the pain seep through him… "SOMEONE, PLEASE… I need help…" whimpered Daisuke… "What do you want from me?"

Daisuke pushed himself against the hall wall, using it to get up. He couldn't walk up straight, and he swayed from the beating he had taken. How come the Mirror Daisukes had vanished? But… he should focus… he had to get to the only place… the only person, whom, Daisuke knew deep inside, could help him now… Riku.

Daisuke could feel his knee twinge around, broken into four pieces…

The hall was spinning around him…

He could hear singing again…

"And if the dam breaks open many years too soon…

And if there is no room left on the hill…

And if your brain gets filled with dark forebodings too

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon…"

The moon… the dark side of the moon…

The moon outside…

The moon was outside his window, ten times larger than on any other normal night. However, it was all dark… a new moon; a big, black hole in the strangely star-stridden sky. He had to go… go to Riku's house… and yet… he was already there. The hall had changed… and Riku's house now sat in front of Daisuke's broken body.

Screaming was also coming from the house, cries and shrieks of "why don't you wake up?" or sometimes the occasional full-blown, deranged, horror-filled roar… it was definitely Riku's voice. Then, Daisuke saw someone smash against the window of the top floor…

And Riku was there, a horrified and scared look at the scene before her. "Daisuke, what are you doing here!" screamed Riku, leaving the window, seconds later appearing on the porch of her home. "Daisuke… Daisuke… oh my goodness!" she said, weak with fear, taking the beaten Daisuke into her arms, caressing his bruises…

"Daisuke… what's… happening?" Riku strained for words… "I don't know…" said Daisuke, stroking Riku's soft cheek… And then… then… someone said something, and, from what Daisuke saw in Riku's stunned face that she had heard it too: a simultaneous, single praise, hundreds of hundreds of voices at the same time, whispering… humored… "BRAIN DAMAGE".