Chapter Seventeen
When we got to Antarctica, it was very cold.
Even down in the cave it was freezing.
Luckily we were immortals and we could survive.
"What does he want from us?" was the biggest question everyone asked.
No one knew what Elijah wanted.
Only Josiah knew. He wouldn't tell us.
When we moved to Antarctica, I immediately found Josiah and demanded to know what Elijah wanted.
Josiah looked at me with sad eyes.
"He wants to kill me. When I'm dead he'll leave for good," he said.
That was predictable.
"Melathiah always said I was the better student. I was smarter than Elijah, nicer than Elijah, and better than Elijah at anything. Elijah tried to be better but always failed. So competitive. Well you see, I should've went to fight him much long ago. I'm being selfish. Now I'm left with no choice. He will find us here and we have no where to go. We will have to fight," he said.
"Not if I'm around," was my answer.
That night it was quiet and cold.
This new location was the worst of all.
For the first time in years I felt scared.
I lied awake for a long time.
I was nearly asleep when I heard someone scream.
I jumped out of bed and saw Elvira and Jeremiah running to the platform, realizing there was nowhere to go.
"What's wrong?" I asked them.
"He-he's here," stuttered Elvira.
Josiah heard us and jumped down from his chair.
"Already? He's getting smarter. Melanie, go wake up Rufus. I'll take care of Elijah," said Josiah.
I did as told and went into Rufus's room.
Where was he?
"Rufus?" I questioned.
No answer.
I walked out of the room and ran to find Josiah.
He was in Elvira's room fighting Elijah.
Another human was there holding Rufus captive.
The human noticed me.
"Interference!" he yelled.
Elijah and Josiah stopped fighting.
Elijah looked at me.
"Well hello, Melanie," he said.
"What do you want?" I demanded.
"You always are so straight to the point. Well I'm here to kill Josiah once and for all. That's my purpose right?" he asked.
"No," I answered.
He didn't seem surprised.
"Why? Because it's wrong to kill the good guy? The best on the team? Look Melanie, you're team died years ago ever since Melathiah died. Ephraim's gone now too. What's left? You're a weak leader and you have weak followers. Without Josiah you're screwed and you know that," he said.
I didn't pay him any attention.
Instead I glanced at Josiah and then back at him.
I then saw something I never saw before.
Anger in both of their eyes.
They now both hated one another.
Before it was only Elijah.
Something wasn't right though.
Josiah seemed different.
So did Elijah.
Just something by how they looked, how they fought, how they acted.
It was their personality.
"You're the same person," I whispered.
Elijah looked confused.
Josiah still said nothing.
"You and your brother are both one person. Look at you! You both look exactly the same besides your eyes. The only difference is one of you is angry and the other one is reasonable. You both are just two sides of one person. It all makes sense. It's as if you weren't born twins. As if you were once one person but split into two. Now you both say you hate each other but both of you know deep down that you can't kill off the other one or you both die," I explained.
Josiah now looked at me and kind of smiled.
"I'm not stupid," I said.
"Well, you see, that's not exactly-" said Elijah, trying to hide the truth.
"She's right. She figured us out. We were born one person. The person's name was Josiah Elijah Cutteridge. He was related to Melathiah. He was his nephew. When Josiah Elijah was young his parents sent him to live with Melathiah for a week. Melathiah was busy messing around with cave magic when he accidentally spilled something on Josiah Elijah. Josiah Elijah then became two people. They both looked the same but had two totally different personalities. They were named Josiah and Elijah. Our parents hated Melathiah for the accident and when they died, we were lucky that Melathiah still recognized us. He made us promise that we would always get along and be good brothers. Now we broke the promise. Somehow, the two of us need to combine as one again but no one knows how," explained Josiah.
Elijah said nothing.
"No fighting. Keep the promise. You both still love each other deep down. You are one person. Two personalities. You can become one again," I said.
It was silent for a moment.
"You're right," said Elijah.