Assassination of Memories
Chapter XX – Mama Told You Not To Bring Killers Home

Logan: Does anyone know what chapter we're on? I can't read Roman numerals

Neofreak: well ten is X, two tens make twenty so therefore XX is twenty

White Wing & Wolf: Your making my head hurt

Jake: Anyone know how Akiko's doing?

Tristan: pyroman-15- does probably, Akiko's been PMing him a lot recently

White Wing: Akiko and Pyro sittin' in a tree. K-I-S— *tank falls on White Wing*

If you make my appendix explode I'm gonna kill you

Logan: She's fine

Wolf: Can't exactly say the same for White Wingding though

White Wing: (from under tank) shuddup!

Yes Pyro seems like the only person that really cares, he's such a gentleman!

Wolf: Maybe White Wingding is right

*Growls like a Rottweiler*

Wolf: *yelps and hides under couch*

On that cheerful note, whatcha people been doing since I've been in the hospital for two days?

Shadows: I jumped off a cliff in the last chapter

Logan: Ack she's back *hides under couch with Wolf*

Shadows: Hi to you too

Jake: Why are you here Shadows?

Shadows: the Mythbusters marathon ended

Neofreak: You watch Mythbusters?

Shadows: *nod*

Jake: she watches Mythbusters?

Uh yeah, is there something wrong with that?

Shadows: they're damn funny

All: ...

Okay since my humour has completely evaded me let's get on with the freaking chapter Pyro's been begging for and before I forget, I don't own MR, Pretender or Blaze

Shadows' POV

Cool fresh air howled in my ears, my breath caught in my chest. I felt... free. Like this was how it was supposed to be, I was supposed to be in the air, the weightlessness felt natural. All my worries were left on the cliff, all my problems, my fears, the confusion from all the new feelings I was getting. My wings itched to snap open but what use would that be? I couldn't fly, I already tried and failed. I was just falling, both to the ground and into myself. It was a blissful feeling, just pure freedom. I didn't think of the earth a thousand feet below me that was coming towards me. I didn't think of what would happen when I hit the ground. Was this what it was like to be on a cloud? It was just... it's hard to describe it. I heard the sound of another body falling behind me, Blaze wasn't giving up. Though he was directing himself towards me I was still out of his reach, I glanced over my shoulder to look at him one last time.

His face was set the determination to catch me clear on his face, his dark red dragon-like wings pressed tightly against his back; Blaze's hair was swept upward out of his hard dark eyes. He was still covered in blood like no time had passed since I had dropped him off a mile away from that Lycan pack, covered in his own blood and even some silver blood of a Dead-one. I pang of guilt hit me hard and if I had stopped at the cliff I probably would have fallen off from the feeling. I could see the fright in Blaze's eyes; he knew he couldn't catch me. "Go Blaze." I told him. It was monotone as always, not angry or even the tone I had screamed at him before I jumped. "What the hell are you doing!? Don't tell me you've gone insane." Blaze shouted at me through a clenched jaw.

I frowned slightly looking away from his eyes. The ground was coming fast, less than a hundred feet under me. "Why won't you fly Shadows!?" his words took me by surprised. "I know Shadows; you don't think you could pick up all your fallen feathers did you? I don't know why you never flown before but that doesn't matter. You tried to save me even though I was trying to kill you, just open your wings for god's sake!" Blaze roared.

I took this in, but why should I try to save myself? So he could kill me after? No, Blaze must've changed since then. But what did it matter if I lived or not? I was just a small speck in the universe, such a small obsolete part no one would miss me when I'm gone. Wrong, a little voice said in my head, think about it. Tranq, Jared, Tale, Bronze, Rose, the Pack, maybe even Blaze, all those people will miss you when you die Shadows. I took a breath thinking it through. Hurry Shadows, you don't have too much time to think the little voice said.

"Never think," I said the corner of my mouth twitching into a smirk, "Just do."

Fifteen feet of pure midnight black feathers shot out, rocketing my body upwards past a startled Blaze shooting me into the sky. The wind whistled through my feathers, my muscles working strongly with a down stroke sending me higher in the sky. My mouth agape my wings worked without thought, leaning my body slightly I swiftly rose up to the right. The last light of day hit my wings, setting the silver in the feathers ablaze with light. I saw a face of a girl in orangey silver on my wings, tears streaming down her face before I pushed down again the face disappearing now that the sun didn't hit it at the right angle. At least two thousand feet below me Blaze snapped open his own wings, his legs almost crashing to the ground before the wind caught in his wings like a huge parachute. I wheeled through the sky, banking, swooping, even pulling of a loop-da-loop like a large dark bird in the orange-purple sky. Blaze had to use more muscle to work his way up to me, I felt kind of sorry but he had the muscle needed to work his own wings. I couldn't sit –or fly still. I just kept moving, pulling off aerial tricks I had seen planes do. The thin air was making me feel a little giddy; I swooped down rounding Blaze before flying vertically up. Blaze watched me as I danced through the air, more graceful and even more powerful than he. It all felt natural, I wanted to stay in the air forever. Blaze decided to break up my fun parade but I flew away from him laughing. It wasn't taunting, it wasn't because he was too slow, it was just because I was having fun. If he was going to talk to me, he was going to have to catch me. I turned away from Blaze, angling myself towards home going as fast as I could, Blaze ten feet behind and above me. When the house came in view I landed with no problem as if I had been flying for my whole life, almost forgetting to fold my wings all the way in as I ran to the house throwing the door open. "Jared!" I cried, throwing myself at him wrapping my arms around him. Don't ask me where the heck that came from, Jared stared at me; his arms slightly up, away from me. "Who are you and what have you done with Shadows?" Jared asked. I looked up at him letting him go knowing he could figure it out. He saw my windblown hair, the look in my eyes and probably the little tint of red in my nose and ears from the cold being up so high. Jared's face lit up in a smile I would not dare to crack, my face was blank again. "What did I tell you?" he asked. Okay now I couldn't help it: I smiled beaming at Tranq. He smiled back cautious to hug me. I rolled my eyes reluctantly holding my arms out. He hugged me tightly almost breaking a couple ribs. Blaze stood at the open door, watching as I peeled Tranq off of me looking straight at him. "Who's standing at the door, and why is he covered in blood." Tale asked from the bottom of the stairs staring at Blaze.

Heads turned, Blaze's eyes filled with a dangerous fire when he spotted Fang. Crap, I moved quickly grabbing Blaze's wrist as he coiled his fingers like he was holding an invisible ball. "Not Ari, name's Fang." I hissed glancing at Blaze's hand. He extinguished the small fire he had started eyes narrowed at Fang. Blaze gave me a questioning 'why-the-hell-does-he-look-like-him?' look while Max moved protectively in front of Fang glaring at Blaze. "Angel what are you doing up?" I asked not even looking at the girl. Blaze was still giving me looks that constantly changed; one that stayed was when he smelled Neo's scent. Blaze stiffened at that, though his face changed when he saw Angel. She stared at Blaze, Max seemed to edge closer to the little girl.

"Who's that?" Angel asked, Blaze looked into her eyes. "I'd stay out of his head. Not the nicest place." Blaze's eyes shot over to me in the WTF gesture. Angel blinked looking at Blaze again. "Think of a wall, I always do." I told him. "Why do you think of a wall in the first place?" Blaze asked. I pressed my lips together before cracking his famous smirk. "Cuz she's bored." Neo answered for me, Blaze just about brought out his knife. "I'm in a good mood. Don't ruin it with trying to stick a knife in his chest." I said.

"Good mood? You just ran off with suicidal thoughts." Neo snorted. "Crap maybe I should stick a knife in your chest since you ran away my good mood." I snarled. "Ooh she is bipolar." Neo snickered. I stepped forward just as Blaze stuck a knife right through Neo, setting his shirt on fire. Neo shrieked Howling curses falling back, black fire spreading across his chest. He screamed rolling over trying to put the fire out, throwing the knife he had pulled from his chest aside. Tranq pulled a bucket of water out of nowhere throwing it on the black flaming Neo dousing the fire instantly. Blaze stood stiffly trying to control the animal in him from making him throw more pain at Neo to watch the Dead-one suffer. Neo painfully curled into a ball tears streaming down his face. Blaze smiled, "Serves you right you disgusting leech." Blaze ducked as Jared swung at him; I had to push Blaze aside to stop him from attacking Jared back.

"Everyone calm down now!" Ethan snapped, everyone couldn't help but comply. Blaze sat down on the couch probably feeling uncomfortable with suddenly being calm. Yet as he sat down he didn't look like he was suffering anymore, when Ethan had ordered us all to calm down the animal inside Blaze must've calmed down to. "A– Shadows, who is this?" Jared said setting his jaw so even though he was calm he got the fierceness he wanted. I looked over to Blaze waiting for him to make the decision. "Don't look at me, we're both wanted by the Organization, I'm no longer a higher rank than you." Blaze said –surprise– calmly. He didn't know that I shot past him, oh well. "Blaze was my partner for awhile in the Organization, well part-time partner, a mentor that Father gave me." With both cringed at the name since we couldn't get infuriated with Ethan's calmness.

"We knew each other for at least a month before they sent Blaze to Second Branch–" "Second Branch?" Tranq popped up.

I shot him a narrowed glanced, the best I could do right now. "Sorry." Tranq muttered. Neo was uncurling himself from his ball, pain in his perfect eyes. "Second Branch was another location of the Organization run by Dr. Millstone. It deals with the storage and supply, that's all I know about it." I turned to Blaze looking at him.

"My question is why send Blaze to a place that doesn't really need him." Blaze snorted with a smirk on his face in that 'your-so-stupid' kind of way.

"Yeah it was storage, for both equipment and weapons. More subjects where there, more obedient subjects that went to ABAS." Blaze answered and Rose popped in. "Abas? What the heck is abas?" "Not abas, ABAS." Rose blinked still not getting it. Blaze rubbed the bridge of his nose with an irritated sigh, "Academy of Bio-weapons and Assassin Schooling, they were teaching mass groups of both human children and subjects how to kill unemotionally. They teach them how to do it quietly, how to do effectively on both low and mass scales. Mass scales as in a whole state or even all of Hawaii." Blaze answered. "Who designed the program? Why did they design the program?" Max questioned getting annoyingly snoopy.

She had pushed Angel behind her and Fang, still narrowing her eyes at Blaze. Blaze became annoyingly silent. He didn't like pressing questions, and if Max did the same thing Artemis did there was no Whitecoat to stop Blaze. "Don't you dare repeat history." I muttered under my breath making Max look at me suspiciously. Don't press Ride, you'll get yourself hurt. I thought then opened my mind enough for Angel to pick that up. If she picked that up. Almost out of character Max sat down, I caught Angel's eye who nodded.

I almost smirked, nice going kid. As if someone was knocking to the door of my mind I opened up just a little hearing your welcome whisper in through the crack before I closed up. Angel beamed at me at our new found understanding, as long as she knocked I'd let her in if I felt like it.

"You're getting talkative, if she asked before you wouldn't just throw that out there in their presence." I shot a little smirk over in Blaze's direction. "Ho yllaer?" he said sarcastically. All eyes blinked at Blaze like he was insane, I was the only one who understood. The Sdrawkcab language was pretty simple once you learned how to say words backwards, and I mean backwards. The word backwards rarely sounded the same as the original unless it was like, race car if you spelled it as a conjoined word. If any of you take the time you'll find out what Sdrawkcab is. Blaze liked to speak it either with a German or French accent for no reason, he sounded like da very annoying man ter Botch vho vould talk like dis. It could get on your nerves or just make you wet your pants when you copied him. "Alright let's just forget about this and have dinner." Jared said.

When we actually got seated around the room I noticed that Hunter was missing while we did introductions of everyone, apparently he had been having memory lapses and Neo sent him home. Blaze, Fang, Max and Angel did not eat until we had a little of their food, Blaze still was hesitant as the three Rides dove in waiting for someone to knee over. It would have been disastrous if Bronze decided to pretend to die, thankful he got the message when I shot him a very hateful look when I saw the outcome of what he was about to do. By that time Ethan's you-must-be-calm had worn off so I felt –somewhat– in control of my emotions. "Eat it Blaze, that thing has less chance of killing you than Tale." I said to him. It was true, after we found out that Tale had witch ancestors we also found out that Tale could very well turn us all into toads when she wants too. She turned Bronze into a mouse without meaning it scaring the shit out of the rat-phobic Rose. She also had a very pesky rake that would push you around to be ridden until Bronze or any of the other males wanted to ride it, that rake had problems. "Tale your rake is trying to get out again." Neo said glancing up the stairs arms folded over his chest. I heard the banging too; it had probably been the week before the Rides came that Tale last rode that rake. So being the brat it was it wanted out of Tale's closet upstairs. Blaze raised an eyebrow ripping some meat off his drumstick. "Rake?" Angel said looking up the stairs. Tale smiled and nodded giving a whistle. I pushed Blaze's head down into his food, ducking myself as the rake whizzed over our heads screeching to a halt in front of Tale. The back end of the rake swayed back and forth like a dog's tail, the handle bobbing up and down. "Jared can I ride it, please?" Tale whined.

"As long as you don't knock anything over you can ride it in the house. The instant someone hurts themselves or it pushes something over your going outside." Jared said. "Um Shadows, I don't think Blaze can breathe." Tranq said. I was holding the back of Blaze's head down, his shouted curses muffled by the food. I let go of his head and he jack-knifed into a sitting position, whipping food off his face glaring in my direction. "What the f–!" "Before you swear it was so that rake didn't whack you in the head. You'd be dead if you broke that rake." I said hoping I didn't sound like a Dr. Seuss book. Blaze gave his face one last wipe cleaning off the rest of the food. Tale threw one leg over the rake handle and shoot off almost whacking Blaze in the head. He growled angrily making the rake kick up on the speed gear, Angel ran after Tale with Max shouting after Angel to be careful.

"It's so crazy around here now." Neo muttered. Jared was still smiling, more of the child of the house than the owner. "This is kind of like a Halloween party I went to in Idaho. Minus the costumes." He said. "What's that smell?" Blaze asked. Man his nose was better than mine; I sniffed instantly not liking it. "Who invited them!?" I snapped. "I start making more food." Neo offered going into the kitchen.

"I did." Max said. "Who died and made you the owner of the house Ride?" I rumbled making Blaze reach for his sword. I tapped him roughly on the hand to tell him to let it go. "I let her invite them over Shadows. Come on it's the most we can do." Jared said. "We did the most when we let them into this house. The instant Neo saved her we reached out limit." I snarled deeply. All childness aside Jared looked me in the eyes with that scary way of his that looks like he instantly went from being a saint to Satan. "Shadows you still need to learn how to understand what people go through when their in pain and danger." Jared said darkly. Blaze shoot to his feet, I grabbed his arm tightly to stop him pulling Blaze back into his seat. "Both of you need to learn to control your anger." Jared said looking at both of us equally guessing that Blaze acted like me. That almost made me explode. Control my anger! I controlled it all the time, if I didn't I would do more than just warp. Blaze glared back at Jared, Ethan opened his mouth when Bronze spoke up. "Is it just me or do I hear Michael Jackson?" It was themost random thing to say but he was right, we all strained out ears and heard MJ's voice floating in from outside, singing They Don't Care About Us without a single note of music or beat, it was like Michael Jackson had risen from the grave to sing to us. The unlocked door opened, Gazzy strutted in singing in Michael's voice making Jared's, Ethan's, Tranq's, Bronze's and Rose's mouths dropped. Beside me Blaze blinked, I mirrored his own impassive blinking face. Oh crap, another mimicker. When Gazzy had finished the song my family clapped Gazzy bowed as Tale ran up to him making screaming crowd sound effects. Nudge came in after him jumping up and down at the sight of Angel on the floating rake as Tale pulled Gazzy over for him to see. Iggy was behind Nudge, followed by the black haired girl and the woman we were introduced to as Dr. Martinez. "That name sounds familiar, do you have anything?" Blaze muttered in my ear. "I have to see her face without my glasses on. But yeah the name sounds familiar." I answered back. Blaze suggested taking my glasses off, I spun quickly in my seat our noses almost touching hoping he could see my eyes flaming from over my glasses. Blaze instantly backed off knowing not to mess with me when I gave him that look. "Who let him listen to Michael Jackson?" Fang asked. "Guilty as charged." Iggy said raising his hand. Neo got the people that just walked in the door some food and they sat down around the crowed living room.

"Who's that? There's an extra person here." Iggy said looking directly at Blaze. "I know you're looking at me, who are you? Unless he's deaf? Is he?" Blaze raised his eyebrows at me looking like he was going snort. "Interesting set of friends you have." He said. "Friends?" I said at the same time as Max making Blaze flinch. "Wow that is the exact same reaction you gave me when I talked to you about... You-Know-Who." Blaze said still stiff as if it had been a day since he had a sword ploughing through his stomach. It was, I had growled at him when he said Artemis was my friend. She wasn't and neither was Max. Angel, one the ground letting her brother have a turn to zoom around the house on the rake, explained what had happened.

"Where's Total and Akila?" Max asked after awhile. "They're back at the house with Jeb." Dr. Martinez. Blaze, Tranq and I frozen, if possible Blaze stiffened even more. "J-jeb?" Tranq stuttered his eyes meeting mine. Jeb had hurt him in the Organization, every time I heard the man's name I would freeze, I don't know what Jeb had done to Blaze but it wasn't good from the way Blaze sat in his seat like a tense statue. "You know Jeb?" Angel asked. Anger ripped through my whole body, I sealed it off before I lost control my head bowing far enough that no one could see my face. Jeb... had been living... in Branklin...? Dark shadows fell over Blaze's face; he seemed to have picked up on Jared's scary ability.

"Where is he?" Blaze rumbled deeply turning his deadly gaze to Max. I put a firm grip on Zephyr trying my best not to pull the trigger. No, stop. I had promised myself the only ones that would die were Copies not Whitecoats. Blaze shot of the couch to the door, going to track their scents back to the house. "Blaze!" I roared throwing myself at him. Suddenly I fell over, hitting the ground with enough force to knock out my breath. "Shadows!" Tranq yelled but rushed past me. I looked over my shoulder seeing Tranq run up to my body. Oh, shit I thought.

'Shadows you clumsy idiot! Get out of my body damnit!' Blaze howled making my head hurt. I had thrown myself into Blaze's body, whoops. Tranq turned his angered face to me roaring angrily what I had done. Though I was in Blaze's body, so he was shouting at Blaze not me per say. 'Get out now!' Blaze bellowed I rubbed a temple. "Calm down." I said finding I was telling it to both of them, Blaze's voice coming from my mouth instead of my own. Damn this always got confusing but what the hell. 'No not what the hell! Get out of my body NOW!' Blaze yelled. GET OUT NOW! OR I'LL KILL YOU. I DON'T CARE IF YOUR NOT BREATHING I'LL STILL KILL YOU!! My breath caught in my chest, for a second my heart stopped. Oh my god, it was worse than I thought. Blaze was turning inside out, his other personality taking control. Or should I say animalalilty? Out of my control Blaze sat up holding his head. "Get out of my body." He growled lowly so anyone could only hear growling. I pushed to the surface, pushing him back. "Blaze how could you let this happen?" I asked. "I said get out of my body." Blaze growled gripping his head harder. "She's not breathing." Iggy said Tranq whirled towards my body.

Blaze stop fighting me I ordered making him growl again. "I'll stop fighting if you get out of my body." Blaze growled again. You idiot I can't get out unless you stop fighting I almost shrieked. "Jared!" Tranq said in a panicked tone. "She's fine." I said struggling to regain control. "Don't worry she's fine." "What did you do to Shadows!?" Tranq yelled. "I didn't do anything." Blaze said. "I did." I said pushing him away from the surface. 'This is my body not yours, get out!' Blaze howled in anger.

Please Tranq understand what I'm trying to say. Tranq stared at me than to my body. His shoulders relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief waving at Jared to back away. I relaxed backing away so Blaze had full control feeling like I was trapped. Blaze was still gripping his head, swearing under his breath. Swearing's not going to do nothin' I told Blaze. "Get out of my body then." He snarled. I can't, Blaze you have to stop fighting against my control. That's why I can't leave, since your fighting for control it's just pushing me inward not outward. Once you give in I'll be able to leave I explained more clearly. But it was hard for Blaze to give in, it wasn't his nature. Giving in meant making himself vulnerable and I knew Blaze didn't like being open. Tranq knew I could detach my soul from my body, he knew I could control people like that too but he had never actually seen me when I had taken over someone's body. Blaze let go of his head taking a deep breath, "Will that get you out?" he asked. I had 'taken over' Blaze's body before but I had to wait for him to go to sleep when he relaxed enough for me to take control. It was difficult to really take over Blaze, since he was trying to control his other self, the animal in him. So add me into the equation now he was having a hell of a time to control me and himself. I got enough control to nod stiffly. Suddenly, just as Blaze let his guards down and I threw myself for my own body like a downer on a life preserver Hunter threw the front door open.

"Shadows they're here. The Erasers, they've found us. There's a hundreds of them coming from the mountains by the Pack." Hunter cried.

Shit.


Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me
Don't you black or white me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black male
Throw your brother in jail

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Don't you wrong or right me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

They Don't Care About Us
Michael Jackson

In my mind I'm happy I haven't heard all the stuff they've said about Michael Jackson, he was a fabulous singer and I don't understand why people would spread rumours about him. My dad told me he listened to Michael all the time until he started bleaching his skin white, but why the hell just stop listening to someone because they're changing their appearance? I'd rather listen to someone who can sing instead of someone who looks like a Barbie doll who has a voice of cat nails on a chalkboard, I don't care what people look like, just what their music sounds like. MJ has the best music ever and I'm upset that I haven't learned anything about him until he passed away it's almost disgusting. But the thing is that really gets on my nerves, you talk to people about Michael Jackson and the go off into a series of 'he did this, he did that', have you ever met him? Has he told you he's done this? I don't think so. I saw This Is It and I've seen quite a few videos of him and my grandparents explained him more to me. He seemed like a nice person, someone I wished I met. Someone who was treated unfairly, just like me. If you go to my school (heaven forbid you did) everyone says I'm the weirdest, that I talk too much, that I'll laugh loudly at things that aren't funny and I'm weird since I sing to my MP3 player. What do you think people will be saying about me when I publish a really good book, hmm? Are they going to stop reading my books if I change my looks? I know most of you are probably skipping over this saying, "why the hell is she going on like this?" well because I want to get it out of my system. I hope you people understand what I'm trying to say but don't you dare sending me reviews with bad stuff about Michael cuz god knows what I'll be sending you back. Anywho I'm going off to annoy the shit out of my parents with this wonderful speech, see ya later

~Akiko~