My Immortal
Ch 2
The stranger smiled as he entered the Roundabout and into the freezing prison.
He was wearing a cloak. Zeebad was curious to who he was.
"Hello Zeebad. I'm here to help you take care of Zebedee. I see he's not been himself." He said to the blue skinned Magical Springer.
"Who're you? It's like we've met before." He asked him.
"Don't worry. All you need to know is that I want to help you." The stranger answered.
Zebedee was feeling worse as he was in his house in the clouds. He noticed Sam had left his sword there and smiled.
He felt nerves as he picked it up.
"Go ahead do it. I know you want to. That way Zeebad won't bother you, he won't haunt your dreams and hurt you. What're you waiting for?" his heart told him.
"I know what you're thinking. Don't do it Zeb. You have a good life. Why end it because of Zeebad? What will your friends think when they find out?" his head told him.
"I don't care. Let me try." He told himself.
In the Village Sam felt worried as he was with the others.
He went to find Zebedee but was shocked when he found him.
There were cuts all over Zebedee's body and spring.
"C-Can you hear me? I'm going to get you help." The soldier told him.
He wondered why his friend had done this.
He wondered if he was depressed but thoughts like that had never entered his mind before.
Mr Rusty understood as he helped Sam bring him to hospital.
He too was worried.
Zebedee was normally happy, telling them if something was wrong so why had this happened? He saw Zebedee open his eyes and point at the Roundabout.
The elderly man understood. He had never asked if he was okay emotionally after defeating Zeebad but he'd never answered as well as Sam.
Zeebad saw the stranger laugh.
He was Zebedee's father. He'd hated his son when he realised what a horrible freak he was. All he was to him was a spring boy. But now was his chance to destroy the Village.
He just needed Zeebad's help in doing it.
Meanwhile Sam was at the hospital. Zebedee was in a bed asleep. He was in a coma because of his injuries. He was siling on the outside but inside he wanted to cry.
"Why would you do it mate? I know Zeebad bothers you day and night and even in your dreams but why... would you want to end your life?
That would upset everybody especially me.
You're really my best and only friend. You care about me the way I do about you.
Remember when Zeebad tried to make me his servant in helping him take over the world? I couldn't help him but deep down in my heart I wanted somebody besides you to like me for who I am.. But after he tried to kill you in that battle with him, I knew I couldn't do it.
My heart wasn't made for evil like his. After Zeebad was reimprisoned, I was scared and barely came down from the Roundabout, my post because I knew Florence and the others wouldn't be able to trust me but you still did.
You showed them I was still good even when I was with Zeebad. I normally don't have confidence and went along with Zeebad but when you showed up on that icy cliff to help our other friends, you knew I wasn't evil. When you told me it was what's inside of me that counts, that's when I got the inner strength to try and stop Zeebad but I failed.
But that doesn't matter right now. All that matters is that you wake up from the coma because I don't want you to leave and neither do the others. I know you're immortal in flesh but not in spirit." the soldier said choking up as he left.
Inside of his mind Zebedee was trapped in darkness but was running from something. He then shivered as he saw who it was. It was his father.
"Hello Zebedee. It's been a long time." he told him. Zebedee was very afraid. His father had hurt him as a child emotionally because he had a spring.
His father cackled at his son's fear. "W-What do you want with me?" Zebedee asked him scared.
"I want the Village destroyed but I need to destroy you first. That way you can't help your other friends!" his father answered as he sent him flying off the icy cliff... like Zeebad.
Zebedee's father was mortal. He was slender with blonde hair, blue eyes with dark rings around his eyes.
He'd hated Zebedee since he was born.
Soon everything his son cared about would be destroyed and there was nothing he could do about it...