Alright, I'm gonna try to make this chap longer, but we'll see. Hope everyone enjoys it! =)
1wingedangelX- awesome username lol. Sorry, had to point that out.
Before you even read it, yes, this is staying in the 'T' zone, so don't freak out or anything.
o0o
Night had fallen over Abysus. It wasn't particularly late, but Em knew already that she wouldn't be able to sleep.
Van Kleiss had given her unsettling news, except she just didn't understand why it was so unsettling. She didn't remember anything, so why did she hate it so much?
Because, deep down, you know.
She did know and it hurt.
"Em?," a voice said behind her. She had already heard Circe coming, funny how she could do that.
She turned to the girl. Em was sitting on the ledge of one of the many, and very large, open windows in the castle. "Yeah?," she answered back.
"What's up with you?," Circe asked, sitting on the floor beside her, "You feeling ok?"
Em kept a straight face and looked back outside. "You remember before, when I told you I kept having weird dreams?"
"Yeah," the teen said, holding her legs and rocking back on the heels of her feet, "They might be linked to you past."
"I think they are," she said, looking down to the ground far below.
The teen looked over to her, "You never told me what they were about."
Em stayed quiet, debating whether to tell her or not. She knew that, once she started, she wouldn't stop. Then again, she felt like she could trust Circe. So far, the girl had been honest with her.
"I dream about," she started, looking back to the girl, "these... two... guys."
"Guys?"
"Yeah," she casually looked back outside, "One of them is a kid, about your age. It seems like he's an Evo, too. Anyway, he's cocky and funny and a decent guy all around. Seems like he used to try to hit on me," she said with a smile. "I can't completely remember him, though. He's always concerned and helpful, but I just can't picture him all the way."
"Kinda sounds like someone I know," Circe said, but let it slide. "I don't think you'd know him, though."
He does work for Providence, after all.
"Anyway," the teen shook her head, "what about the other one?"
"The other one," Em said, rolling her eyes from Circe back to outside. "Well, there's not much to say about the other one. He's always, just so, I don't know. He's always professional. Always following the rules. Never cracks a smile. Never laughs. He just keeps everything under his skin, no matter what it is. It bugs me so much and I don't know why! He acts like he doesn't have a heart, half of the time. Like he doesn't care! Except, it's all an act. He does care, he just doesn't show it. He keeps everything behind those damn glasses of his! I know I've seen his eyes, but I don't remember them. I know he has a heart, but I don't remember why. Maybe if he wasn't wrapped up in red tape most of the time, he'd actually be himself for once, you know?"
Em had finally paused in her rant, looking at Circe expectantly. The girl had backed up a little. Em still stared her down.
"Umm," the teen figured that the woman was actually looking for an answer, "No?"
"Exactly!," Em said, "No one knows! Because he's always wrapped up in it, like it's his lifeline or something! Geez!"
She stopped to take a breath and Circe took action.
"So," she asked, "you do remember him?"
"No," the woman said, looking back outside with a huff, "I still can't remember anything. Just my dreams."
"Then," Circe decided to go ahead and just ask, "what's going on?"
Em stayed quiet again. After a deep sigh, she said, "Van Kleiss knows."
"You told him?"
"No!," she said, taken aback, "No way. He just knew. He knows my past and he thought that I might have dreams about them."
"So," the girl said, not being able to contain her excitement, "What did he tell you about them?"
In a barely audible whisper, kinda hoping that the girl wouldn't hear her, she said, "They're the ones that tried to kill me."
Circe was stumped. "What? Do you believe him?"
Em threw her hands up, "Well! I don't know! I mean, I don't remember what happened. But... I don't want to believe it." She brought one of her legs up, to hold on to, "I can tell, from my dreams, that I cared about them both, so much. I think I even loved... him."
The teen stood, quickly, "But you believe Kleiss, don't you? Why don't you believe yourself?"
"These powers," Em whispered, "I'm just too powerful. The only thing I could think of to get that close to me... is someone I care about. Someone that knows me that well. Someone that's killed people before. I would have finished off anything else, before it even thought about coming after me. He didn't know about my powers, though. If I do die, I come back. Apparently, with no memory. It's like starting a new life. He thinks I'm dead."
Circe stayed silent for a second, scared to ask. "You keep saying 'he'," she eventually said, "Which one do you think it was?" She didn't want it to be the first one, because he sounded too much like Rex. Though, the second one wasn't a very good choice, either. Em cared about both of them, but she loved the second one, it was so obvious.
"It was the man," she whispered, looking away from Circe and out to the night sky, "The one that follows rules and has no emotion. It had to be him."
"You don't know. You're not sure! Anything could have happened! How are you so sure?"
The woman didn't move. "How are you? Do you really think it was something else or are you trying to make me feel better?"
Circe looked down at her hands, then across the room, over to Em, the back to her hands. "Both," she finally said.
With a heavy sigh, Em swung her legs back inside the room. "Van Kleiss has everything planned," she said, looking at the floor, "He'll find out I'm far from dead, soon."
"Em," the girl said, trying to find some sort of reason, "this isn't right and you know it. I mean, what if you're wrong? What if Kleiss is lying to you?"
She finally looked up to the teen. "If you don't trust him so much," she asked, "why don't you leave?"
Suddenly, the conversation had turned around on her. "I just have no where else to go, that's all."
"Not true," she argued back, "You could've went to Providence with that guy or maybe, after all this, me and you can leave together."
"No way," Circe said, "There's no telling who you used to be. What if you were famous or something? What if you were a criminal? We need to stay low."
The woman looked back at the ground, "At least, I'll know who I am."
Circe shook her head to clear it. "You're trying to change the subject."
"Do you listen to a lot of music?"
"What?"
Em spun her finger around in the air, "There's a song stuck in my head. I know the beat, but I can't remember how it goes."
"Em!," the teen said, finally putting her foot down, "This is insane! What if he didn't do it? You'll be killing the person you love for no reason!"
"There's no one else that could have killed me. I'm even stronger than Van Kleiss."
"But what if you were sick or something? Maybe it was accident? Maybe your powers went nuts? I mean," Circe was going for the ditch effort, "what if he's been looking for you? What if he still loves you?"
The woman looked back up at the girl. "If I remember anything," she told her, "is that he never returned my feelings."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm doing this, Circe," Em finally said, "Not even you can stop me. The person I loved tried to kill me. I have to do this."
"No, Em," she said, grabbing the woman's hand, "you don't."
She refused to look at the girl. Instead, she just stood up, took her hand back, and walked away.
Circe couldn't do anything, but watch her leave.
o0o
Wonderful. On one of the few nights Six could actually sleep, something had to wake him up.
Someone was in his room. He couldn't hear them or anything, but he knew they were there. Faking sleep, he stayed still and didn't move. Though, he was on the brink of not caring, anyway. In fact, he almost went back to sleep. He couldn't remember the last time he was able to sleep; he was so tired.
"Six," he heard her whisper, "I know you're awake."
I know that voice.
The bed sank in beside him and he let it. That voice had calmed him down.
He could feel her lips kissing his jawline, starting from the ear and working her way to his chin. Without opening his eyes, he turned his head towards her and met her lips with his. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders to deepen their kiss.
She let out a small moan and, far too soon for his liking, slowly broke away from him.
Six opened his eyes, to get a good look at her. Long, dark hair. Deep, brown eyes. That amazing, little smile. It was her. For real, this time. She was solid and he could hold her. She was really there.
That time, he almost smiled, before reality crashed landed on him. He reached up to grab her, to make sure she was real, when his hand hit the edge of the bed.
Holiday was gone, again.
Six fell on his back, realizing that he had been holding his breath. He put his hands to eyes & massaged her image out of his skull. More than anything, he wished those moments didn't end.
Damn dreams. Damn sanity. If I was nuts, I could stay in crazy town. Dammit!
He put his arms back down and stared at the ceiling. This wasn't the first he had thought about leaving Providence and her entire memory. He just couldn't leave... them.
Now, with her gone, he would make a point to go see her sister as often as he could. Besides, if he left, White would probably kill her.
Then, there was Rex. He couldn't leave Rex in this hell, not all alone. He just couldn't.
Instead, he rolled over again and tried his damnest to get her out of his head.
o0o
Em's eyes cracked open.
Another dream.
It was that man, again. Did he smile that time? She didn't think he had his glasses on. The memory was quickly fading. Did he tell her something? Did something happen?
He looked... happy, didn't he? I can't really remember. Damn, it's gone.
With a sigh, she closed her eyes, again.
o0o
Yeah.
I went there.
Anyway! I got that 'dream' idea from Laruna, my friend from rl. She kept saying that people having the same dream was 'neat' and what-not. I thought it would be creepy, but it fit in here so well.
Oh & I kept her eyes brown, since it was already in an earlier chapter. I'm still not sure what color her eyes are lol.
The 'reunion', that everyone has been waiting on, will be soon. Muhahahaha.
More Six & Rex next chap.
R&R