8/10/09 - 9 days till school starts
Yuki: YAY!
Anika: Yami is back in this one.
Yami: SQUEE!
Yuki: This is also contains some foreshadowing stuff... Here we go.
Cast:
Johnny C. - Atemu
Squee - Yami
Shmee - as himself
Pedophile - as his sick self
Elderly woman - as herself (she's an OC, bear with me)
Warning: VIOLENCE! Pedophilia! PHILOSOPHY! OOCness (in Johnny's mood)
Chapter 12: A Bad Person
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An ordinary day at the mall, for everyone except little Yami.
"Mom!" He looked around, clutching his pyromania-cal teddy bear. "Mom." Yami remembered how she was earlier.
Flashback
"Little boy, what are you doing in my house?" Yami looked up from his writing notebook.
"It's me, Mom. Your son."
"Oh. Well, I'm going to the mall, little boy. Since my son is in the army, would you like to go with me?"
"All right."
End Flashback
"Hello, little boy." Yami turned around to see a rather tall man with glasses, dressed up ordinarily. "You look lost. Are you lost?"
"Um... My mom - I can't find my mom, and this place is scary! Everyone has bags! What's in all those bags?!! Squeeeee!!!
"Whoa, calm down, kid." The man leaned down to Yami's height of 5 ft 5 inches. "I'll help you - I know where your mom is. Yeah, I know where she is."
Yami... Get away.
"Umm... I don't I'm not supposed to talk to strangers... or,..." The man quickly grabbed Yami's hand and began to drag him towards a secluded part of the mall.
"Oh sure you can kid.Not everyone's a bad person. Come on, I'll take you to your mom." The man led Yami to a fire exit.
"I think she's back here. Yeah,she's back here." Yami to wonder why his mom would be at a fire exit and Shmee to curse quietly.
Yami looked around the alley that the exit had led to. It was dark out now, the sun was asleep. He held Shmee tightly as the man spoke.
"Hmmm... She'll be along in a little while. She toldme she'd be here. Yeah, we'll just wait." The man came over to the box where Yami sat down. He leaned down to whisper in his ear.
"Mmm... Well, since I helped you... Don't you want to do something nice for me?? Huh, kid? Something while we wait for your mom?" Something about this seemed familiar to Yami... It made him feel... Sick.
"Just close your eyes, and stay quiet, okay? Okay, little boy?"
Yami...
-Yeah, Shmee?-
Tell him your name.
"Todd." Yami watched as the man gripped his shoulders roughly, lifting him up to his feet. The man was freaking out, like Shmee probably knew he would.
"What?! I didn't want to know your name. Why did you have to tell me YOUR NAME?!!"
A pipe came through the air and slammed into the pedophile's face, glasses flying off of his face. The back of his head slammed into a wall, and as he slid down, blood left a splatter.
"Todd?" Yami turned and saw Atemu, or "Johnny", walking up to his, the bloody pipe behind his back. "I like 'Squee' better."
"Aah, aren't malls revolting places? I came here to do some 'expressing' on that point when I saw you and your mom." Atemu moved the pipe so it would imitate a cane in front of him. "You know, Quee, not to offend, but it seems your parents aren't exactly adept at the whole caring thing."
Atemu began to walk over to a small black bag that he had brought with him. "And it's your parents who should be teaching you these things, but... Well, I just don't want you to thin that this piece of shit is anything other than a pathetic, human defect. Nothing more." Yami followed him, intrigued and frightened.
"Not a monster, not a bogeyman." Atemu bent his knees to balance on his heels and unzipped the bag, looking for his toys. "Nothing but another reason to feel better about yourself. Understand that it's just a person - Not worth devoting any nightmares to."
"Observe, and I'll prove it." Atemu had a knife in his hand, his finger in the air as though making a proclamation. He turned his attention to the sick pedophile. For some reason, these people made him absolutely sick, sick of their animalistic urges.
"You flaw." Atemu grabbed the man's right forearm, ignoring his groans of pain. "At least I'm under the delusion of doing something productive." He grabbed the man's hand and cut underneath his wrist, chopping off the appendage. He tossed it away, the hand landing in front of Yami. The boy was experiencing the trauma he relived every day.
"See!!" Atemu said, continuing his 'lesson'. "Bones and tissue, tubes and fat!! All sustained by blood. Nothing more than a poorly tended machine. AND LOOK!!" He pulled out what appeared to be four hooks in pairs, attached to hand grips.
"IT HAS A BRAIN!!" Atemu dug the hooks into the pedophile's skull, bits of bones flying as blood spewed. "Fueled by the blood that races heavily in times of grotesquely heightened desires and vices!! You can see the matter and feel the substance, but eyes and hands are useless for sensing the rot and filth of ideas that drip from these THINGS!!"
"Two species under one name -Human- separated only by the workings of their minds. This one is human only in appearance!! A clever disguise of a simple animal. The real humans are harder to find," Immediately, Atemu thought of Edgar, his first, human friend that he remembered.
Yami shrieked as he dropped Shmee and the blood stopped spraying, revealing that the larger pieces of skulls got pushed down over the remaining skull that was intact and the brain that was inside. The snapping pieces went 'snap', 'krackle'. (A/N: I just know someone wants to say 'pop' right now.)
"Sometimes, it's easy to feel like you're suffocating in a world where rotten ones are all you'll know, but don't ever lose your clarity!!" Atemu continued to rant and 'preach' as he ripped the man's head apart further. The victim stopped screaming.
"Never forget that these things exist in all forms, in all places, in all colors!" The hooks now hanging from flesh and forgotten, Atemu gripped the man's forehead in his right hand and the man's frontal lobes of the brain in his left.
"Recognize this and know that you are better!! There is nothing wrong with feeling above these sacks which are so obviously fed up!!!" Yami was horrified as Atemu ripped the brain from the spinal cord and viciously tore it out of the remains of his skull.
"Revel in the superiority of your perception!!" Atemu threw the brain against the alley wall, ignoring the splapping sound. Some blood got on Yami's face, which he was too traumatized -again- to wipe off.
Parents, don't get upset. The brain used is a fake brain. A gelatin mixture was poured into a brain-shaped nold. After it was done forming, we then filled it with the blood of a homeless man. Don't worry, no one will miss him.
Only now did Atemu notice blood on his hands. He wiped it off on his shirt, pushing down the feeling of wanting to vomit. He returned his attention to the Squee that lived next door to him.
"Hmm. Of course, these are my opinions - likely to be just as flawed as anyone else's. Um, really, I guess you should assume everyone's speaking out of some external influence. Believe whatever makes sense to you." He began to look around, remembering something and needing to wrap up his 'lesson'.
"Whoa... I guess all this excess was sort of pointless, then, wasn't it? Um, well, you better get going. It's Tuesday, and you know what that means - U.F.O's!!" Atemu looked fearfully at the sky, but not before taking in the sight of the fearful Yami who now sat on the ground, Shmee in his arms.
Ignoring Squee's quiet protests, Johnny pulled the boy onto his back, pushing down again the feeling of bile rising in his throat as the feel of the other against his back sickened him profusely..
"I'm gonna run, kay, Squee?" Atemu said. "Can't risk the aliens getting a little Squee like you." Yami fazed out of his trance for a few moments to utter an 'okay'.
___I am changing the chapter____ Up until this point, it was all JTHM_____ Now here is the AUish part that is all me________
Atemu ran quickly, so fast he didn't have time to wonder why people would stare at him and the boy on his back and not ask questions.
He stood on a corner, waiting for the cars to stop driving.
'Must... maintain... composure... Can't hurt somebody with Squee on my back.' Atemu smiled. 'Squeegee.' A new nickname for 'Todd'.
"How darling." Atemu turned around to see an elderly woman behind him. "Did your brother fall asleep, sonny?"
"He's not my brother. I'm just taking him home." Atemu didn't want to hurt the lady. She seemed nice enough.
"Lovely." The woman walked along side Atemu as the traffic had stopped and the walk signal came on. "Nice people are rather hard to find in the world these days."
"I know what you mean," Atemu agreed, nodding. The stop signal came on as the two... the three, made it to the other side.
"Well, son," the woman said, shuffling through a purse that had hung over her shoulder. "Here's some chocolate, for you and your friend." She extended her hand, which held two chocolate bars. Hesitating, Atemu took them, making sure Yami wouldn't fall.
"Why are you giving me chocolate?" Atemu wondered, asking the woman. "I haven't done anything to deserve it." Thinking back, Atemu could've thought of a better way to teach Yami his views, but the man that almost hurt the boy made him so angry... So angry...
"Like I said before, nice people are hard to find. You're helping your friend get home; You do deserve it." She smiled, looking at Yami, who was blinking the sleep from his eyes. "He is waking up."
Yami looked around after becoming fully conscious. Atemu let him down and both boys saw that there were only a few more blocks until their homes. He cuddled Shmee.
"Here you go, Squee." Yami saw the candy bar in the man's hand.
It's all right, luckily. The woman gave it to him.
-Okay, Shmee.-
"Thank you." Yami took the candy and happily nibbled on it. The woman smiled, seeing the similar expression on the pale boy's face.
"Well, boys. Get home safely and have a good night." She turned the corner and was gone.
Atemu turned to his neighbor. "Is it okay if I walk you home, Squeegee?"
Yami fearfully, yet politely, agreed. They walked side by side, Shmee being quiet for once.
"And so after going crazy, the guy got sent to jail for killing the old man and then went to an asylum, where he lived until he died. THE END." Atemu was telling Yami a bedtime story. One about a servant going insane because of his employer's eye and killing him. (1)
"Why did he go to jail anyway, if he was going to end up in the crazy house?" Yami was sickened and intrigued, both in equal measures.
"I don't know. They wanted to blame him for something, so the police could their money, probably. I don't know." Atemu sat on Yami's bed. His eyes were already fluttering closed.
...
"Shut up, bear." Atemu was used to hearing Shmee in his head now, too. Oh, well. He patted Squeegee on the head, happy that he had found some gloves in his neighbor's bathroom.
"See ya, Squee. Good night."
"Good night, Mr. Neighbor-Man."
Atemu smiled and escaped out through the window. Yami snuggled into his mattress, drifting into his nightmares once again...
END
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Yuki: YAY! Atemu is a superhero!
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