Plus&Minus
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Song Lyrics in this one:
Sorrow: Pink Floyd
Uninvited: Alanis Morisette
Ghost: Live
They will sporadically be put into this inspiration is heavy. The lyrics are in bold italics. Not all the lyrics of each song will be included, only parts.
Gentle Warning: This one has foul language. It also is very dark in emotion and feeling.
Onto the story…
I+&-I
I+Chapter 7: The Malevolent Wind-I
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A dark one set this all up.
Started a horrific cycle.
Meant only to cause pain.
Another intervened though later.
Placing a cushion to break the fall.
Something more powerful than his evil.
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Two beings, Two halves… Horribly separated… Lost in…
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+The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky-
+&-
Hearing the door close, she still didn't move right away. Paralyzed by that vision. One night her life laid open. One night an invader came and stole away…
A part of her.
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+A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking-
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Walking now, he found himself near the water. Looking down at it, he didn't move. Couldn't. It was only days away. He didn't care now though. Might even be better to just speed it up.
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+You, you're not allowed
You're uninvited-
She got up now, going to the door. Looking at the lock, she made sure it was all latched, all set to keep out any unwanted visitors. A bitter laugh came out of her mouth as she realized not even locks worked. Her hands coming to her face, she sagged against the door, falling to the floor.
I+&-I
+Haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise-
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He remembered now. There had been a time he had a father and mother. He still had a mother. Only she was too…far away.
But his father?
"Daddy! Where Daddy?" "Your dad is dead." "Why?" "An accident. Be careful. We want to make sure you don't get into an accident too, Dear Nate."
The insanity started after that. Moved around to a safer place time after time. Losing the one link he had to the other half of him. Making him become only a half. Loss of the light. Loss of…
He convinced himself that other half no longer existed, that it had no bearing on his being. He ripped it away til it only lived in bittersweet memory. He told himself it was wrong, it was…
It was more like a curse on his life.
But now the real curse was getting ready to eat him whole. Its jaws snapping back and forth, its tongue lifting to its lips in sickening anticipation, it was preparing to consume him, to end, what it started. To fulfill its destiny.
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+Everybody has a ghost
everybody has a ghost…like you do
Yours is not like mine-
She heard movement, and then felt a wet nose against her face. The tears running down, she tried to bravely smile. "Oh Bear…you're my only family. You care. You never leave me. You…
Oh God…how could he do this to me? What gave him the right to crash into my life? To invade it?"
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+Chained forever to a world that's departed…
His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night-
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Thinking of the tears on her face, the shock in her eyes, the pain in her shaking, he closed his eyes now. Using the craft without knowing, forcing a light ahead to explode. He fell as the sparks shot out, weakened him. The craft denying him. Shards of glass crashing to the ground. Sparks of electricity shot viciously into the night.
His knees hit the ground hard, but he paid the hurt no mind. The hurt inside him was stronger than any physical discomfort.
As an alien wind seemed to whisper…
You're losing it…you're losing it…you're only going to get weaker. Feel it depart you. Feel it…REJECT you. Feel…Me coming? Ha ha…ha ha…
He screamed it out to stop the chants of the evil winds surrounding him. "I DON'T CARE! YOU HEAR ME? I DON"T CARE ANYMORE! GO AHEAD…TAKE ME! HAVE IT ALL!"
The wind that came from directions unknown, rushed under his feet, forcing him to his knees once more, making him lose his balance, making him fall over and over.
Weakly he cried, "I don't care…I don't care…"
The wind snickered…
Of course you do…
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+Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm…
But you you're not allowed
You're uninvited-
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Bear seemed to know she needed him now for he lay his head on her lap, letting her hug him to her. He didn't protest.
She thought of that night, telling Bobby that it was over. Had it been because of the…sickening feeling? His…being there?
No. Things with Bobby had been ending before, but still, his coming there, sneaking in like a slithering snake, had only made things worse. The three of them had come and just planted themselves in her thoughts, her feelings. They had no right. No right.
"They have no right Bear. They have no right. NO RIGHT!" She cried, burying her face in the fur of the animal. He let out a sound, a whimper of sympathy.
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+I'll take the myth, you take the blood
it's all the same to the world dreamer
it's all the same in the end-
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It should be so easy. It was going to be. If it was any other woman…
He'd never had a problem with them. The women. He never thought about sex. He just…did it, had it. He never needed to feel something more. But now…
The moment he saw her during the test…
Oh…her face…her…
Was this the madness? Was this it? Was it going to consume him?
He laughed bitterly. It didn't have to. The darkness was already swallowing him up whole, bringing its evil winds and black clouds with it.
The darkness he had always loved. Now his doom.
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+Silence that speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises broken-
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And he found her mother. She was dead. She was buried. How many nights had she wondered, waited, asked, begged…why doesn't my mommy come? Why don't I have one?
Why…why…why…
Why…did she give me away?
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+Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
But this is not allowed
You're uninvited-
I+&-I
Before this he had only cared about finding the right one. It wouldn't be hard to make her feel it. His eyes were like a piece of the craft themselves. They were enchanted, many said. He didn't know. He only knew they had the power to look so far deep inside a person…he could make them think the thoughts he had…make them want it. It worked with everyone almost. Only those stronger in the craft could get past him after a bit.
But she…
She must have the same strength as he did…and yet she escaped it.
What if she hadn't? What if they were together now because she hadn't resisted it? What if…he was making love to her now? Touching her…tasting her…hearing her calling out his-
The thought made him fall to his knees again, even with the winds now departed, as mysteriously gone as they came. It was sickening. She asked WHAT he was. She called him worse than Dracula.
She was right. He was a WHAT. A monster.
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+Flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed-
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Why had there been tears in his eyes? He couldn't care. It had only been fake. And yet…
How could it be his look was fierce in the club and yet his touch…
Like Gentle Persuasion…
Oh…
How could she deny it? Even as he was a stranger in her home a part of her had craved, needed, yearned for his…
Oh his gentle touch when they stood by that window, when he made the lights go out, leaving them in…quiet darkness.
Oh it was sick. Sick how he made her thoughts go to such a dark place. How he had tried to influence them. Violated her mind. Ripped into it…
Completely…
Unwelcome
Uninformed
UNINVITED
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+Where did i go wrong?
i never needed this before
i need a woman to help me feel-FEEL-
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He had always joked, had always thought about it, the coolness of being more like a vampire, being whole. And even though parts of it he didn't like, tasting blood not exactly something he could see himself doing, he had liked the darkness of it, the mysteriousness, the lure to make a woman feel…
And yet now…who needed to feel?
Who was begging to feel?
Who needed…
Who yearned for?
She was right. He was worse than a vampire. He deserved what he was getting.
His legs shaking, he got up, finding his steps not straight. He felt himself having to lean against the railing as he slowly…weakly walked away.
The malevolent hiding wind laughing at him all the while.
I'll be back…
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+Silent replies that swirl invitation…
There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night…
Silence that speaks so much louder than words-
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Sighing now, she got up, looking down at her dog. "I'm tired Bear. I want to go to sleep. I just want to forget all this."
The dog looked at her sadly, followed her into the bedroom.
She moved back the blankets of her bed, wrapped herself up tightly in them, feeling her Bear lying down near her feet on the bed too, his head resting on her legs. She turned off the light. Oh…she didn't like the darkness now.
She turned it back on, wanting to sleep.
But unable to close her eyes.
Unable to face…
The Darkness
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+Everybody has a dream
everybody has a dream
like a world tattoo yours is not like mine-
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He was in a 24 hour open convenience store, walking down the aisles. A woman noticed him, a woman out late this night. She smiled at him.
He pushed his dark glasses on, looking away.
The power was his curse now. His eyes only felt for one woman.
Never before…
This…
But now…
He paid for the liquor.
Opened the bottle when outside, taking a long hard drink.
He didn't normally drink hard liquor. He wasn't accustomed to it. He didn't even like it.
It was why he coughed and half choked…
Half staggering in the dark.
Before taking another long painful swallow.
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+You speak of my love like
You have experienced love like mine before…
You're uninvited-
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She remembered now the way he had held her when she asked him to, when she told him to put his hands…there…
It had been so…
So…
She lay in her bed still now…
Her eyes open.
No sleep relief.
Too much feeling inside her now turned wrong.
I+&-I
+One world, one soul
Time pass, the river rolls
It's not enough, it's not enough-
I+&-I
He opened the door, falling down in the darkness, the left over contents of the bottle emptying out and spilling onto the expensive rug.
Two got up from where they had been sitting…waiting.
"Damn…Nate!"
"Nathan…we've been worried about you!"
"It's four in the morning, Nate!"
He didn't answer their anxious words. The liquid left was slinking across the carpet now. He watched it with drunken fascination, complaining loudly as they turned the lights on. "Oh…oh…"
The blonde haired man exchanged a look with his twin sister, watching her with a sweep of her hand getting rid of the bottle and running liquor. Grimacing, the man grabbed at his younger brother's arm, bringing him to stand, only to have him nearly fall. He grabbed at him again, bringing him to sit on the hotel's small, but elegant sofa of their suite. It was the penthouse. Only the best always. They wouldn't settle for less, ever.
"Nathan, where have you been?" The dark haired woman, Brooke, now sat next to her younger brother, looking at him with concern.
"I'm taking it she wasn't happy with whatever you said to her?" The blonde haired man, Lucas asked now, with a knowing of the answer already. It was in his brother's unhappy face and stinking breath.
He laughed bitterly, his head aching, but he didn't care. He kept his head down as he spoke it. "She never wants to see me again. She's repulsed by me, thinks I'm worse than a vampire. And she's right. We all are. Never should have come here."
"But we had to do the test Nathan." The older brother tried to speak calmly to him now.
He looked up at him, enraged. "We didn't have to. We CHOSE to. I didn't have to come here. I CHOSE to. What are we doing? What am I doing? We invaded her life that night. Don't you guys see that? Because I do now. No wonder they say the test leads some to madness, that it should be used with caution. We came here and…and you two…tonight!"
"It's technically the next day Nathan." His sister calmly informed him.
That made him explode. He got up off the sofa, even though his head felt like it was about to burst, his legs barely holding him anymore. He was weak now for more reason than one. "Both of you with your stupid witchcraft crap! Turning her dog into a worm, making her upset! And then…then you…what you did next…" He faced them now, taking off his glasses, revealing eyes that needed sleep, aching.
"You took her back. You MADE her see the test! How could you do that? Didn't you think? We could have left and she never would have known."
"But Nathan…we had to." His sister spoke to him now. "She's the one. She has to know how it started. The invasion is if we don't let her know the truth. She has to understand it before she can give you what you need."
He laughed at that, holding his aching head in his hands. "OH CRAP! It's not going to happen! You hear me? You selfish WITCH…it's not going to happen!"
The older brother got up now, seeing the shock in his sister's eyes. He was feeling his own. Never had he seen Nathan like this, so dark, so…turmoiled, and yet vicious. He moved to his twin now, holding her against him, speaking defensively. "Don't you take it out on her. She loves you. We're your family."
"My family? MY HALF family. It's a HALF. I only have HALF. I AM ONLY HALF."
"Nathan, stop it!" Brooke was now crying, seeing his pain, hearing him speaking this way…causing them pain. "We love you. We've never NEVER thought of you as only half. We-
He was out of control now though. All the viciousness in him about what had happened before, about what was to come…it exploded outside of his body now. "You know you're part of what I HATE? Both of you."
"You better stop Nathan. Don't go too far."
He laughed at his brother's warning, viciously snarling at both of them. "You are. Because you're part of HIM. He killed my father. He made our mother go insane. He set me up with this…this…FUCKING CURSE. I hate…hate…I hate him. I should just hate you two also. I should just…" He waved with his hands now, trying to make every part of shocking witchcraft he knew, work. It was only moments before it overtook him. He was too weak. The craft was escaping him. It did now as it made him limply fall to the floor, gasping for breath.
"Nathan!"
Lucas reached him first, getting down on his knees and holding on. In seconds his sister joined him on the other side of their younger brother. By blood, only half. In their hearts, nothing less than whole.
He half whimpered, "I can't even do it anymore. It's all escaping me. But I don't care. All I care is I hurt her tonight. I didn't want to. I wanted to try to love her. I think I could have fallen in love with her. She's so beautiful…inside and out…I wanted…damn…wanted…it's ruined now though. She hates me. Shit…she's scared to death of me!"
Brooke reached for him and held him against her while Lucas sat by supportively.
Brooke spoke first. He'd always been the most sensitive of them. She'd known that when he fell under love's spell…it would be like this. He would fall hard. But his pain now…
"We love you Nathan. We love you. It's okay."
"We'll find another."
He shook his head adamantly, his voice trembling with weakness and sad resolve. "No…I don't want to."
"Nate-"
Nathan cut him off, sitting up now and facing his older brother fiercely. "It's over. She's right. All I do is make someone feel what I want them to feel. I came here to save myself. It's just selfish and wrong. I can't do it again. I can't…not after what I did to her. It's over. I'd just rather let it go anyway."
He got up now, half staggering weakly, a bit of shame crossing over his features. "I said what I probably shouldn't have said…here…tonight. I just…I can't do it again. I'm giving up. I don't care anymore."
Brooke tried to stop him, but her twin pulled her back. "Let him go Brooke. He needs to sleep it off. It's partly the drinking making him all morose…making him say what he said. It'll be better in the morning."
She faced him with worry. "But what if when he wakes it's the same Lucas? We have days…ONLY DAYS LUCAS! I mean maybe it's selfish, maybe he's right about that, but we had no choice. Because of HIM we have no choice. Only…she brought a a bit of relief…but if we're not successful, if we can't-
"I know."
"Is it possible…the test was all wrong? Remember what we substituted. Maybe it was all a sign when this woman wasn't alone, how she won't let Nathan in. Maybe she's the wrong person."
He frowned, troubled. "Maybe."
"And if it was?"
"We'll have to do it again. Just this time…"
"What?" She questioned anxiously at his concealed look.
"We won't tell him. We'll find her first."
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+Weakened at the moment of truth…
His step has faltered…
A grim intimation of what is to be-
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The bed met his body. He lay down without removing his clothes, lay down on top of the blankets. Seeing her face in his mind.
"I'm sorry…Beautiful."
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+Uninvited…
I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate-
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A whisper seemed to come from somewhere. It soothed her enough to close her eyes. To finally find…
Sleep.
As he lay awake, haunted by what was to come, haunted by what he had done to…
The one he…
I+&-I
+Silent replies that swirl invitation
It's not enough, It's not enough-
I+&-I
Two beings… Two halves… Apart In the darkness of this night The darkness to come…
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The plus and minus all out of balance.
The curse winning…
But days still remained.
Days that could even it all.
Tell the truth of the test.
Reveal the right one.
Then again…
Perhaps reveal
A dangerous lie.
A malevolent one.
More to come…
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