I sit in the corner of the airship; I just hope no one notices me... I just don't know what to do around people... PUT THERE BLOOD IN MY MILKSHAKE! I don't think that will help me deal with people sis... ASK THEM TO JOIN THE RIBCAGE SLAUGHTER! Sis, can you please not shout, my head hurts... I HAVE A SPEECH IMPEDIMENT! Okay...
Me and my sister were told to attend beacon academy, we didn't really have other options... so I guess we'll tell you why we're here. I'M HERE FOR THE BLOODY MARIES! You know there isn't actually blood in those things right? I DID NOT, FLASHBACK!
Sister and I were playing in the park, we were having so much fun; we played on the swings, slid on the slide, had as much fun as sisters can. But then they came; big men wearing white coats took us away and put us in a big metal box, I think it was about fourteen years ago because we were only four then... they made me and sister sit in weird chairs and poked us with painful metal things... they hurt for a while but it was easier each time... after a while the pain allowed us to talk to each other without our mouths... (I don't entirely know why I'm writing this like a four year old, I thought it would help the atmosphere...)
After a while sister said we should go outside again, so we decided we would; when the man who brought lunch came by sister grabbed his neck and turned it, then the man fell asleep, he looked peaceful and sister said he would dream now. We take each-others hands and make our way to wherever the outside was.
We didn't get to far when the white coats started following us, they had weird glove things, and they looked like GALVANIZED KNUCLES WITH DUST CRYSTALS, PERFECT FOR HEMORAGE INDUCING! (Are we allowed to call them that? GALVANIZED MEANS: To stimulate or shock with an electric current. WE HAVE THE BLOODY RIGHT!) And they had crystals inside them and they made sparks whenever they moved.
They tried to hit sister and I with them, but sister didn't like that and hit them back, she ended up grabbing two of the... shock gauntlets, that's what sister called them. She wrestled two from the white coats and threw one too me, I hadn't expected her to do this and ended up being shocked slightly, both in the mental and physical sense.
I found it oddly easy to hold it, it was obviously designed for someone older, but I seemed to be able to carry it just fine, I look to my sister and she started hitting the white coats... (I'm sorry, but I can't write like a three year old anymore, I'm just going to type normally, is that okay? IF NOT; I WILL SLAUGHTER THE SQUISH-HEADED MEAN FACES!)
My sister; Naomi had knocked out the scientists trying to catch us, she grabs my free hand and half helps, half drags me behind her. She keeps pulling me to the door, she doesn't speak but she keeps telling me to keep moving, that we're almost there. After what felt like hours of running, we finally found the door to the outside, but it was guarded by two men with the little guns that shoot two electric strings, Naomi tells me their called tasers.
The guards haven't seen us yet, so Naomi tells me too crawl into a vent and make my may around, and she would distract them, at first I didn't want to leave her side, but she convinced me, by basically shoving me in the vent... I start crawling through when I hear the guards shout, Naomi tells me (through our minds of course) that she will loop around and needs me to open the door from the other side for her, I try crawling through the vent faster, and thankfully I can, it's large enough for both of us to crawl through together if we had too...
Then I start to wonder; Naomi would have known the vent was big enough... why didn't we sneak out together? I want to turn and go back for her but she hears my thought and tells me too keep going, she had learned how to keep me from reading her mind, but she can still read mine... meanie, I keep moving because all this time that had us in this building she's been right, I keep crawling until I reach the end, its covered by a big vent though... "Hit it with the dusty knuckle, that'll short out the electronic lock." The dusty knuckles; that's what she calls our weapons. Seems like a fitting name.
I take another look at it, it has three buttons near where the thumb goes; one says: eject, another says null, and the third says charge, I press the charge button and the crystal sparks to life as electricity pulses through the D.K... "Might need to think of a new name sis..." "Later." She replies.
I hit the vent as hard as I can, so not very hard at all, but the vent makes a few noises and clicks open and swings to the left, I crawl outside and stand up once more. I was standing outside the facility; it was in the middle of a huge field, in the distance I could see the lights of the city outlined by the night, I started to walk towards them but after two steps I remember I need to help Naomi first.
"Naomi, I'm outside, I can open the door now!" I hope she can still 'hear' me... it takes a moment but Naomi responds; "Good job Natalie, I'll make my way back." Her voice is strong like usual, but I know my sister; she' in pain, and she's trying to hide it.
"Naomi what happened? Your hurt, aren't you?" She stays silent for too long, I know she's trying to make a convincing lie. "I'm fine Natalie, just a few cuts and a bruise." I try to dig deeper and read her real injuries, but she locks me out. "I'm almost to the door, but I'm being chased, so I need you to listen carefully; as soon as I pass through the door, I need you to punch the door closed, the shock will overload the lock and give us time to run."
I decided to put the pain in her thoughts aside for now and try what she says; if she is just cut I can bandage her later. It takes a moment, but I hear the footfalls of multiple people, I peer through the small window to see Naomi being chased by at least fifteen men, but she had a good twenty feet between them.
"Now Natalie!" Naomi leaps through the open door and I slam it closed behind her, I punch the lock as hard as I could, which; I admit wasn't very hard. But the crystal does the job and fuses the lock shut, before I can even move Naomi grabs my wrist and we start running, I have absolutely no idea how long we run for, but when we finally stop the sun is down.
Naomi and I are now on a tree branch in the middle of the forest; at first I thought it was over; that we could go home and be happy, but that's when I hear Naomi coughing violently.
"Naomi are you okay?!" I try to get an answer but she keeps coughing, I try to pat her back and help her clear her throat, but when I touch her back it feels wet; I look at my hand and find it covered in blood... her blood, and there's lots of it...
Natalie, I suppose there's no sugar coating it; I'm dying. "Naomi I knew it was too dangerous, now you're dying; why did we have to run away?"
She slaps me; Right across the face... "Why- "We had to run away because they were going to kill you, I heard them talking about the inferior twin, and they said it was you... I tried to get in their heads and change their minds but I couldn't, so I decided I would do everything it takes... and I guess death was what it took..."
Tears were welling in my eyes now; she had decided she would rather see me live than herself... those tears won't help, listen; there not going to stop searching yet, so you need to go, NOW.
I shake my head I can't leave her... Yes you can. You can leave me, because I won't leave you; I can just ride shotgun in your head for a while, so then we can still be together, the one useful thing the doctors gave us, I promised I'd never leave you... *cough cough* and I never will...
Naomi's eyes begin to close; I hug my sister for one last time.
I stay in the tree embracing my sister, time fades away and becomes meaningless, and I would have stayed in that tree forever if the scientists hadn't caught up. I try to hide, but I can't get far enough away.
After a few minutes the shook me out of the tree and I had a chance to see how many of them there were; there was only one actual doctor, but he had five men in full riot gear.
He shouts some orders to his men, something about subject 19, but I can't hear it.
These sick bastards killed Naomi, my sister, the only friend I had, and I swore I would make them all pay with their LIVES!
WITH THE HEMORAGE TWINS WE BEAT THERE TINY SKULLS IN, BREAK THEIR RIBS! RIP OFF THEIR LIMBS AND USE THEM AS CRICKET MALLETS! THE BLOOD SPLATTERS AGAINST THE ALREADY BLOOD RED GROUND! IT'S THE SHINIEST BLOODNY KNUCLES FEST EVER!
After a few minutes of fighting, ii snap out of it and watch in horror as I see what I did to these men... limbs torn off,spines bent in unnatural directions... I then notice the doctor trying to drag himself away; I nearly puke as the smell of all the blood hits my nose.
I keep my nose covered and walk to the crawling doctor, I grab his shirt collar as I feel the rage returning; "Why did you take us?! What did you do to use!? And why did you do it!? And above all; why did you kill Naomi!?"
The doctor looks like he would have wet himself but... I think I ripped it off...
(Oh glob... Ocelot; you WROTE that?! I'm trying to show the deepest reaches of how when in a psychotic rage brought about by a traumatic event, people tend to not even realise their actions. Still gross.)
He swallows hard and shakily tries to form words; "We were trying to infuse human minds with dust, make it so they don't need to keep buying crystals, we needed twins in order to keep genetic similarity and see if it could also provide a form of communication, we did it because we were ordered to, and I told them to shoot to contain, not kill please don't hurt me again!"
"Well; you answered my questions, but IN THE WRONG ORDER!"
I overcharge one of the G.K's and press my fist into his skull until after thirty seconds of screaming; his head explodes. I turn and go back to the tree and carefully pull my sister down, I properly bury her at the base of the tree, and I stand for a few minutes and say my final goodbyes.
As I walk away through the forest I realise I'm soaked in blood and brain matter, this time I do throw up. I find a river and sit down on the bank to wash myself off, after clearing the blood from my face and see my reflection; I was shocked, I hadn't realized how long we were held in that facility, but I had to be at least sixteen, I hadn't ever noticed, not even looking at my sister did I notice we aged... weird huh?
I nearly fall into the water as my sister voice sounded through my head again. "What the heck?" Hey, down here.
I look at the river and note my reflection has changed to that of Naomi's. (Yes we are identical but... you know.) "Naomi! But you're..." Dead? Yeah, sorta. As I said I can still live through you, that's why you were able to go into a rage and destroy those riot guys, wasn't it awesome!?
I stare in disbelief at my sister, not only is she technically alive, but she's acting as though I didn't just brutally murder those men... Before you get mad at me for acting so calm, I'm just trying to make you feel better, I'm only physically dead, and now we fight as one. "But what if I go nuts when there are innocent people around? I could hurt someone!"
Her reflection actually laughs... don't worry about it; I help control the rage, so as long as I stay sane in your head, we're gold! I try to understand why she's so calm but all I can do is feel the tears starting to run...
Aww sis, I'm sorry. Look, I can't keep talking forever, I'm sorry. Whenever you want to talk, find a nice quiet place and a reflective surface, I'll always be there for you Natalie...
Her reflection fades from the river, I simply sit for a few minutes and try to finish cleaning the blood off my clothes, I realise I'm only wearing and unhooked straight jacket... I might not have been in society for over thirteen years, but I assumed that wouldn't make a good first impression...
I manage to rip the layers of the jacket down and fashion some clothes... no pun intended. Thankfully the under layers were a light sky blue, nearly the same color as my hair, I manage to make a short-sleeved shirt, a pair of pants and a jacket... yes it's ironic, but it's cold out...
I look around as I realise I have no idea where I am or where I'm going... I'm totally lost, I go back to the river to try and ask Naomi but I hear a voice;
"Oy, miss! I hate to bother you; but it's getting dark and it's very dangerous in these woods." I turn to look at the source of the voice; he was about 16 I think, blood red hair, and an odd outfit... (Hi, Rene here; just to clarify she's talking about grant, just saved another two minutes of description. Your welcome.)
"Look, if you're heading into town, you're out of luck; the city is sorta under a lockdown until they can catch a crazy Beowulf that snuck into the city. My grandpa has a spare room... well it's sorta occupied, but there are two separate beds, so If you need a place to stay I can help."
This boy... he just shows up from out of nowhere, offers to help me, and doesn't ask me any questions... it had to be a trap I turn to run, but I see Naomi in the river and she tells me I can trust him... she had never been wrong.
"Thank you, I do need a place to stay tonight..."
He simply smiles and motions for me to follow him, I follow him. For a few minutes, neither of us says anything and the total silence freaks me out, "So miss, if I may inquire: what pray-tell is your name?"
He asked do suddenly I actually forget my name for a moment, "Natalie, my name is Natalie." He closes his eyes as though he's thinking about my name like it was a puzzle, it's a little weird.
"Well Natalie, my name is grant," he turns and offers his hand to me, "A pleasure to make your acquaintance."
I hesitantly take his hand and shake it; he has a strong, but soft grip... 'Hehe, you liiiiiike him!' the sound of my sisters voice in the back of head is reassuring; despite her tone I know she means well.
Grant brings me to a strange cabin in the woods, by strange I mean very large and vastly modern, or what I assume is modern... he introduces me to his father, or grand father... I'm not sure.
He then introduces me to Rene, my temporary roommate, she seemed nice enough but she tended to be cynical and occasionally mean, she usually apologizes and Grant tells me something dark happened to her that hurt her, so I can relate... she disappeared after a week however, leaving me alone in the guest room.
It was the first time I had ever slept in a room alone, me and Naomi had shared a cage, and Rene was human... the room is so dark and quiet without other people, I had to leave and find somewhere else to stay, I can't sleep alone, a third voice enters my mind and tells us to do bad things when we're alone...
I met a nice man looking for a nanny for his young daughters, I feigned experience and took the job, I had a place to stay and I wasn't alone, Naomi would speak to me and help me care for the young girls, where she learned all these things is far beyond my knowledge.
But for now, I'm content with life... but Naomi asks we hunt Beowulf's sometimes and she does that weird dark voice, but she acts normal around other people so things are fine I guess...