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Day #04: "Possession"
[Just what was on Claus' head as his will was being surrendered to 'that' certain person..?]
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Everything he knew was so perfect, there was no possible way that something like pain existed...
Nothing was ever wrong, because he always sensed security wherever he went...
His younger twin must've had some sort of sixth sense, then! Because he was the only one who ever worried...
Still, he couldn't go on living with this guilt. Unlike his younger brother, he had to do something about it! So memory told him his grandpa knew about the so-called Magypsies, who were some kind of ancient nature freaks who had special powers. He made his way there and demanded that they teach him this power. His reason was Just: He wanted to Protect those left that were important to him. He was determined to show those Dragos that it wasn't right to mess with his family. It wasn't right for harmful creatures to be let loose like this. For that, he wanted to become stronger; "so strong that even the Dragos won't stand a chance!"
He got his wish granted somewhat.
But when he finally reached the Plateau and tried to confront the monster that had sent his beloved mother to the grave, the poor naive fool could only stare at it, paralyzed in horror as he found that his body was, after a few attacks, no longer releasing the so-said psychic powers...
He managed to run around for a few moments, trying his best to avoid the mechanical Drago's rampaging attacks, and losing his two shoes along the way. But ultimately, the last scene he remembers was that of the Drago's big skull hitting him hard and pushing his little body outside the Plateau. He thinks that, after sliding down a bit, he then tried to grab onto something at an edge, and then looked up only to find a series of rocks falling down at him. Several small rocks hitting him while trying to hang on to the edge could be ignored. One bigger rock that came down hitting his right arm forced him to let go, and off he fell down the Plateau. A series of images flashed at him where he could see the ground below with his left arm reaching out plus a trail of blood. Then he'd see the sky instead of the ground, same thing. Then the ground again. It went on like that until he eventually blacked out.
His world has been black since then, with only one word in his head...
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The curtains in his star-infested room were down, just like they are every moment the sun is up.
A pair of bluish-tinted fingers grabbed a grape from the tray of fruit that lay in his lap. He hung it up his head, opened his mouth, and let the grape fall from his fingers to his mouth. He chewed it, savored it, licked the corner of his lips, and gulped.
"I oughtta get women to feed me..." was his only remark.
"Nwehehehe," Yokuba replied while rubbing one of his hands on his chin. "That would put 'em to some good use," his eyes trailed off to a corner. Porky continued to enjoy breakfast in his bed, like he always does. It's a 'normal' bed save for the ton of pillows it has that allow him to sit up. Miss Marshmallow, the little robot maid, was making noise in the back as she vacuumed the room.
"So you're telling me you definitively lost that egg thing?" It's been about a week since the King's little monster has been a work-in-progress at the Chimera labs. Yokuba had informed the King that the Pigmasks were never able to find the Egg of Light they had been looking for at Osohe Castle, due to a few villagers causing trouble. He had said that one of them-the one that looked like it had a broken leg-had disappeared from the village, along with the egg. The Pigmask army has performed a lot of searches since then, but no luck.
"Oh, well..." Porky sighted, stretching his arms out. "As long as it doesn't really fall on those other blind-idiots' hands, it's nothing to worry about," he placed the tray on the table next to his bed and crossed his arms behind his head to relax to a more comfortable position (not like he could get any more comfortable than what he was).
"...by the way," Yokuba had been meaning to ask him of this since that day that he found that brat's half-bionic face contained within a capsule. "I see your lab dogs are making you a new weapon..." he said sternly, with his right hand on his chin.
"Yeah, so..?" Porky replied indifferently. "I'm always creating new things..." he smiled and turned his head to look over at the toys laying on his bed and on the floor, "...always looking for more..."
"Do you remember the 'special powers' I told you we Magypsies have?" Yokuba said calmly, trying to introduce the topic he's about to speak of.
"Ah, is that what this is about?" Porky grinned and looked back at him, placing one hand on the side of his face (the way Kings do!)
"So you already know..." Yokuba was unsurprised. He should've guessed. It feels like there's hardly anything in the world this brat hasn't at least heard about.
Porky leaned forward to grab some random robot figure laying on his bed. "Ahh, yes. Those PSI-wielding little hypocrites..." he clutched the robot with his left hand. He then stretched his right arm to grab a tentacled figure-some other toy-by its head and approached it closer to the robot figure, like a little boy playing dolls.
"They think the whole world revolves around those fools..." the tentacled figure was big enough to overpower the small robot figure. "But I will show them..." Porky's low-toned, sinister voiced spoke in the room as Yokuba stared down at the toys in Porky's hands.
"I will show them that their heart can be as black as mine..." Porky placed the little robot within the tentacles of the other figure and started pressing them down, both sinking into the mattress. "...if not worse," he finished the sentenced and looked up at Yokuba. He released his hold on the figures and both of them sprung out of the mattress, flew to the side of the bed, and dropped to the floor.
"Nweheheheh," Yokuba rubbed his mustache. "Is that what you plan to do?"
"Show Mother Earth that she can't always get what she wants." Porky grinned and shrugged. "That's because Porky is the most important person in the World..." Porky looked out the curtain-covered window, to the direction where he imagines his lil' monster must be. He plans to invade even his nightmares. He plans to gain full Possession of the boy, whether he-or it-likes it or not.
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It was pitch black no matter where one looks. Time is lost, and so is the idea of any real physical presence. Slowly, there's some slight rubbing noise heard. It sounds like it's coming from somewhere below.
A young red-haired boy is walking aimlessly in this never-ending, dark tunnel (or whatever this place was). Where is he heading? Not even he knows. Who was he again? He can't seem to remember. What is he doing? WHO KNOWS...
The living don't know what happens once a person has reached "the end" of this tunnel, and they dread to find out. Is there a heaven and hell? Is there a judgment at the end? And who was the one to decide? None of these questions are entering the boy's head because he finds himself unable to think of these things. His green eyes are void, his right arm is hanging limply as if it wasn't really attached to his shoulder, his skin is pale, and the only word in his head is "Protect..."
Protect who? He has the end of the sentence at tip of his tongue, but can't quite figure it out. His steps start to slow down as his head tries to look up to see where he's walking-though his eyes are still unable to focus. He comes to a stop and starts raising his left hand up to his head, and his eyes try to flinch. Who was he supposed to protect..?
"My, my..." a voice is heard, echoing around him in the darkness. It's a daunting noise that sounds like it's flying in circles above him. "Would you look at you? You're walking straight into Death's door!" The voice comes to a stop right in front of him and a couple of white flares emerge from the darkness.
"I can't have you do that..." there's more white flares and they come down to settle about five feet away from him. From the flares, the image of Porky Minch in glowing, celestial colors comes up and solidifies. His hair is white, his skin is moon-shined, and he's wearing a light-blue suit. He's standing straight, with his usual smile, and both arms extended out as if he were some kind of welcoming God.
The red-haired boy stares aimlessly, unsure of what to think. "I-I..." he mutters, but is unable to finish his sentence.
"You're probably wondering why you're here," Porky looks around the dark space and then looks back at the boy. "The reason is simple," he smiles sinisterly. "You see... you thought you had people who cared about you. But they're not here," Porky crosses his arms behind him without taking off his smile.
"You're here because those who loved you have betrayed you, abandoned you, and left you to die." That last word echoes a little, and there's a pause as the two boys are staring loosely at each other. There is nothing else in this dark space but the two of them, apparently.
The sound of heartbeats starts filling the space, gradually getting louder as time passes by. The green-eyed boy slowly brings his left hand up to touch his chest, with his eye slightly flinching. Something is aching. He bends down a little and his eyes start to look sad. He's trying to focus back into what he was thinking prior to Porky's appearance, but he feels his mind is deteriorating more and more.
"It hurts doesn't it?" Porky's expression is now a little serious, with hands still behind him. He looks slightly above and sights, "Yeah, that's how it feels like-"
He cuts himself off and starts walking toward the little boy casually, bringing up his smile yet again. "But don't worry, that's why I'm here," he gets close enough to come to a stop, and bends down a little to look at where the boy has his hand. "I promise... to make the pain go away..." he speaks slowly, with his eye-sight placed at the same level as the other boy's.
Porky stands straight up again and walks to be behind the boy. He's only a few inches taller than the little red-hair. He places his hands the boy's shoulders and continues to speak in a low-toned voice, "I can make you stronger too. More capable and destructive..." he massages the boy's shoulders as his little green eyes become empty again.
"That's right. I'm giving you a second chance! And all you have to do is one thing..." Porky lowers his head to place it on boy's shoulder and widens his grin.
"The only thing you have to do..." he whispers vilely at his ear "...is submit your will to Me." Porky's arms are now around the boy and his hands begin sinking to his chest.
"Like this, you won't feel any pain..." Porky's head tilts to the side, closer to the boy's face.
"I'll take it from you..." his fingers are now fiddling with the boy's shirt, poking around where his heart is supposed to be.
"Will you agree to this...?" his grin widens even more.
"...I..." The little boy is supposed to protect something, but he can't remember why. The pair of innocent green eyes slowly start to give in instead...
Some sort of mechanical tentacles and other wires start to spring out from the black sky above them. They extend further and further trying to reach on to where the two boys are. On the ground beneath them, a couple of more mechanical limbs crawl out and slowly tangle the young boys' legs. It starts covering him, making its way up his body.
"Heheheheh... You know what the funny thing is?" Porky stands up straight now, his left hand resting on the boy's shoulder again, and his right one covering the boy's eye.
"You don't actually have a choice."
Porky steps away from the little boy suddenly, and all the wires and mechanical tentacles coming from the ground increase in numbers and thickness, springing out of the ground like a growing tree, and covering the boy's entire body. The tentacles from above reach out and become tangled in the boy's arms, and take him into the sky.
"One way or another," Porky looks up to watch the boy's body hovering up. "Even if it takes ten thousand years," he extends his arms out. "Porky always gets what he wants," he finishes his statement and starts cackling in laughter. The red-haired boy parts away from Porky, tangled in multiple wires that begin forming part of his own body. His view is then covered with flashing tones of grey, black, some numbers and computer data, and eventually goes static, then shuts off.
Porky's laughter is still faintly heard.
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Inside a chimera-infested lab, there's a room where Andonuts and another female scientist are adding the finishing touches to Master Porky's new toy. Andonuts scratches his head as he looks over at diagrams, while the woman is engraving something onto the bionic boy's back.
There are wires attached to the back of this young, red-haired boy who is sitting on a metal table, legs extended out, with bare upper body. He's wearing a pair of orange trousers and black boots, and has a robotic right arm and other bionic parts seen on different areas of his body. His light skin is covered with small scratches and bruises still, and both his eyes are bionic, but currently closed. His breathing is a little heavy, but relaxed.
The sound of some engraving machine is heard.
Andonuts turns to look over at the woman who was bent down, holding the machine in her hand pointed at the boy's back.
"You...have got to be kidding me..." he comments as he realizes what she's doing.
"What's the matter with you? Master Porky gives orders, and I just obey," she replies stiffly and keeps working.
'I know that,' Andonuts ends the conversation in his head. 'I just think this is a bit much...'
The woman steps away from the boy, stands straight and looks at her work. It was the insignia of the Pigmask Army in a plate of metal placed on the boy's back. Right under it, it said the words "Property of King P."
"..."
"That should do it," the woman pats the boy's back and places the small machine in a nearby table. She then walks over to a switch located in the tube where all the wires connected to the chimera boy were coming from. "Ready?" she says as she turns to Andonuts.
Andonuts fixes his glasses, "...Sure..."
The woman turns on the switch and the sound of heavy batteries powering up is heard. The boy's breathing increases and his body flinches slightly. His bionic eyes starts glowing red as they open up. He then blinks a few times, and starts moving his limbs slowly. His head turns around to explore his surroundings, eyesight registering in his head what his internal computer recognizes. He spots the woman in the lab coat and Andonuts. He then looks down to see his right bionic arm, where the cannon is attached, examines it and moves it around to get comfortable with it.
Checking that his own statuses were ok, he begins to get up on his own, but the wires attached to his back prevent him from doing it.
"Hey, hey, don't get up just yet," the woman places her hands on his shoulders and presses to make him lean down again.
Andonuts stares at him for a bit, then approaches him nervously. "How are you feeling?"
The bionic boy opens his mouth to say something, but pauses. Andonuts leans down to get his ear closer to him.
"...Master... Porky..." the boy finally mutters out, eyes staring blankly past Andonuts.
The woman's glasses make a flash. "Well, it looks like our job is done." She comments as she places her hands on her hips and smiles satisfactorily.
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The curtains are up in his star-infested room because it's night. Gift boxes and toys are laying around the floor. Porky is fast asleep and breathing normally, laying casually across his bed with two pillows missing; the usual. In his right hand, a robot figure is loosely held in his fingers.
Suddenly, Porky snores hard and turns around in his bed. He tightens his grip on the figure, and his breathing returns to normal. He sinks his head deeper in his pillows.
It didn't mean anything.
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...Fin
To be Continued...
A/N: ...this was long... and writing is hard. Specially endings! But I hope you guys enjoyed it, nonetheless.
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