A/N: Okay, so I decided that I wanted to give you this today! Whooray, last chapter! At least for now, hirr hirr hirr... question! When do you want Trust Me Part Two to be up?
And then let me just say how happy I was when I got that long review today (or was it yesterday?). You know who you are. And I want to say thank you to that one fangirl/boy that reviewed on the first chapter (and second. And third.). If you hadn't review'd on that chapter, I probably wouldn't have uploaded the next part.
Yeah! Now that's away from my chest, we can begin Seeing the Truth chapter five!
WHOHO!
(fuck yeah, so excited to hear your thoughts on this)
Trust Me – Part One
Seeing the Truth – Chapter Five, Ending You, ending Me, begining We.
Word Count: 2921
Song(s): 'As Real As You And Me', by Rihanna
It's silent.
And dark, so blissfully dark… oh, wonderful.
It's been a while since the last time they saw and heard exactly that- darkness, emptyness, boldness… silence, lonelyness, more emptyness… They're not surprised to find it amazing.
They don't know how long time passes- though, they believe they're dead, and really, no one really knows how it is to be dead, now, do they? And after all, they can control how they feel time pass.
Eventually, low, soft tones begin to unfurl and show themself in the dark. Of course, they cannot see them, but they know how they look.
It's the tones of an ancient song, sung by a choir of angels- or so it seems. And it doesn't take long before they recognise them.
It's a loved song, at least for them. It's the death song, and it's beautiful, the tones merging and changing, increasing and ceasing, high-pitched and low-pitched against each other, rubbing each other perfectly and making a perceft yet odd harmony. Chaining the truth behind their words together with the beauty.
They cannot see any movents; but they can feel them. The tones of the song, vibrating through their body as it moves on, and finally, finally, they can make out the words, though the words really are just the sounds sticking together and forming words- it's complicated.
Beautiful.
One single creature singing alone would never be able to re-create it, it doesn't matter how good they are at the art of singing. The tones are too many, the sounds too different.
'The butterfly sour high in the sky,
never forget that or what it left to move on'
They don't move; they can't.
'Know that in the darkest
nights, to remember is the hardest.'
They don't know how they know, but they know it's true, just as true and real as the tones pushing and pulsating through their body.
'Within every shadow there's a light,
that will always stay alight. So stay bright,
stay bright'
'Don't hold on too tight; you'll forget to breathe.
Death isn't dark, it's light.'
Beep
Beep
Beep
The tones begin to disappear, but they can make out the last line in their dazed state.
'Miss me, but not too much; forget me, but not too much,'
And then-
light.
Oh was not a 'they' anymore, Oh was a 'he'. He was not dead anymore, he was alive. Everything he knew came stumbling down on him, rushing quick, too quick for him to follow, but then one simple thing.
Tip.
I'm- I'm confused he decided. What just happened?
He quickly tried to stock his memories in the right order, so he was born before he met Tip and not after.
The first thing that came to mind was his plan. He sees it now, how utterly stupid and idiotic that was.
Wait! Slow down! I died, didn't I?
What. Just. Happened.
He goes through it all again. The- the cracks, opening up and- the ship, not stopping and- Tip. God, always Tip, eh? And the ship. Driving on top of him.
And what was that!? Okay, fair enough, it was beautiful, but- he was hearing the Death Song with- with everything like it originally was meant!
What!?
But, he suddenly decided, wondering could wait until later, because right then Tip was holding him tight, sobbing on his shoulder. He scanned his mind and tried to remember if he'd told her; no, no he hadn't, but she still sobbed like there was no tomorrow, she still sobbed like she couldn't afford loosing him, she still sobbed like she knew.
Like she knew she'd almost lost her soulmate.
Oh couldn't for it; he raised his hands, hugged her back and turned hot pink.
He could almost feel her, at the back of his mind. It was almost as if there was a little voice that just kept whispering 'Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh'. It took a while before he realised he probably did just that, hearing a small voice, feeling Tip's mind. Their position right now, their closeness both emotionally and physically could bloody well be just strong enough for their minds to barely meet, without sealing the bond.
Tip was probably screaming his name in her head, and Oh could pick it up slightly. It warmed his heart more then even he could imagine.
They stood like that for a short while; well. Short for a human at least. Oh made it seem like it was hours, before she finally let him go and the precence of her mind faded away from his.
«You're alive!» she exclaimed, and Oh realised she'd been crying. Good god, what I'm doing to this girl is unbelievable. «But you scared me so bad!» A push in the chest followed this claim.
Oh almost smiled at that. She cared about him! Actually cared! But he bit the smile in; it was not appropriate for the situation. «You were scared?» he asked instead. «I almost did a number three!»
He noticed happily that it was the right thing to say, when Tip smiled, shook her head and hugged him again. «Not too tight!» he complained, smiling and hugging her back. «It is still a possibility.»
Before any of them could say anything more, or do anything for that matter, the Gorg ship started making sounds. The two humanspersons closest didn't know what was happening, but Oh knew.
It was opening up.
And not very soon after, a long piece of the metall slid open, revealing blue smoke and blue lightning, with green, glowing lights wandering about inside. Oh was surprised at this. It was beautiful, in it's own way.
They all shielded their eyes slightly when a shadow appeared inside the blue smoke. It was tall, with surprisingly octopus-ishy skin, and it's right arm was smaller then it's left. And then it came walking towards them, making horrible yet hilarious sounds when it walked.
It's shoulders were full of spikes and skulls, but no blood could be seen nearby- could it be fake?
Oh's instincts told him to run, to hide, to get the fuck away, because this was his enemy, the enemy of the Boov- but right now, he had more important matters at hand. When the tall alien stopped right in front of him, Tip and Lucy, he turned around, looking at the two females.
Lucy handed the Shusher to Tip, and Oh felt his heart warm up when she went down on her knee and gave it to him. He took it, very carefully, before turning to the Gorg behind him.
My captain stole this from you. Now, I'm giving it back. His actions was wrong, and I am sorry.
He wanted to say it, he really did, but he couldn't. It wasn't polite; he was waiting for the Gorg to speak. He was clearly the strongest one, and the strongest one always spoke first.
The Gorg's eyes widened, and then his face. Begun. To open up. Oh… should probably be surprised. He surprised himself when he weren't, but still, he shielded his eyes slightly and took the smallest of steps backwards.
And then he gasped. Inside of the Gorg- there was this little, orange starfish with purple eyes, staring at him. Oh almost smiled and said 'aw', but he held it in. The Gorg jumped out of the robot's face and walked down it's arm, looking unsurly at the trio.
Oh smiled reassuringly at him, before he held out the rock for the Gorg to take.
It did, with an amazed smile, before it opened it and took a quick look inside. It gasped lightly, before it turned to Oh again.
«You- you brought me my children back! To who do I owe this thanks, Boov?» he asked, before smiling a most adorable smile. Gorgspeak was surprisingly few words, and it worked mostly with feelings and body language, since the Gorg, just like the Boov, could sense other beings feelings and signs.
«My captain stole this from you. Now, I am giving it back. His actions are wrong, and I am sorry. I am the new captain now, and I did not want you to be in pain for this.» Oh told him, and he knew that the Gorg immediatly knew much more then he said.
«I understand. Are you aware you just saved a whole species? I am the last of my kind, and this is the next generation! However, I must wonder how you managed. Your journey has been long, and it has been stressful. However, I sense another being within you. Without it, your journey would have been, and will be, harder. How did you manage this, Boov? My name is Quetr.» Quetr said, and Oh understood what he meant. For anyone else, it might sound random to suddenly speak your own name. But it wasn't, and the Gorg requested to know Oh's.
«My name is Oh. The being you sense is simply another soul; and you are right, this journey would be harder and more diffucult without it. I might not even have ended up here. It was not only me; this is my soulmate, Gratuity Tucci.» Then, he turned around and pointed at Tip with a happy smile on his mouth. The Gorg lent to the side so he also could see her, and she waved unsurly.
«She is a great companion. Do not loose her by any means. If you ever need a friend, the Gorg will be there for you. Thank you. Thank you both.» Quetr finished and bowed at them, before he disappeared up the arm again and inside of the robot. He turned around without looking at them.
Oh was overwhelmed! He had litterally saved a whole species. That's-!
«What was all… that?» Tip asked behind him, and Oh snorted. Of course, she wouldn't understand anything of what was just being said. Oh, well. It was probably for the best.
«Not all Gorgspeak has humanswords. But!» Oh said and turned around to face the two women. «It turns out, Gorg was not here because of my invitation.» He'd picked up as much, from body language, feelings and- well. Pretty much everything in between. «Though Gorg would have been happy to attend.» he assured Tip.
He'd also picked up that. Isn't it cool being a Boov?
Tip smiled brightly at him, and Oh warmed slightly. «Gorg was here» he began, turning around again just in time to see Quetr walk inside, and the 'door' slowly close. «Because Gorg was tracking the rock.» Oh explained, smiling.
He'd never had a family, but really? He was begining to understand, or at least see, now. And, well. In reality? He badly wanted one.
Speaking of family, Lucy spoke up. «What was in that thing?»
Oh smiled again, begining to feel dazed. Awestruck, even. «Gorg family» he breathed. «It is entire next generation.»
A wave of emotions washed over Tip, and her mouth fell slightly agape. Oh felt it, too. She understood.
«All of them?» she asked, awed.
Oh had to stop for a moment, and shook his head lightly. «All of them!» he gently told her as the Gorg mothership took of into the skies.
«No wonder they've been chasing you!» Tip laughed, and Oh had to stop himself before he burst out laughing. He was hysterical, he knew. It'd been one hell of a day, with exitement, loss, (lots of love) nearly death and the worst masterplan ever.
Oh was simply too disorientated to actually focus.
He turned around, smiling at them. «Oh, not 'they'. 'He'! Apparently, that Gorg, is last Gorg. That was why rock was so important.» he explained hurriedly. «Uh, without it, he was alonely, and would someday, be extingtly. Which, made Gorg cranky, and irrational and physically violent.» he said, making grimaces as he explained.
Sudden realisation made him giggle lowly and smile at his soulmate and her Mymom. «He was just like humansgirl.»
Tip raised an eyebrow at him. It was an 'ex-ca-USE-meeah' look. «He was… sad-mad.» Oh smiled, and Tip's raised eyebrow turned into a smile. He turned around again, and before he knew, Tip was hugging him from behind.
He smiled, pressed lightly against her and took hold of her arm, the exact moment she placed her head on top of his and closed her eyes.
And again, Oh could barely connect their minds. I'm so proud of you, she told him. She didn't know, of course, but he heard her, and he enjoyed that greatly. He was proud of her, too.
I'm proud of you, too Oh told her, and pushed all his willpower in it, sending it in the direction of her mind's precence.
She froze, and quickly let him go. The smile never once left her face, her feelings never once staggered, but Oh could feel mild shock and confusion underneath it all. And he knew she'd heard him.
Suddenly, the three of them were surrounded by a hoard of humanspersons. Oh was surprised to find them cheering, laughing and hugging, but when they all turned to him and a few children began high-fiving him, he almost fainted.
He'd never been used to people cheering for him. He'd been bullied his whole life, the Boov had been pushing him away and through Tip, he'd learned that the humanspersons were not happy to be placed in Australia.
Now, today, he'd been cheered for twice. He'd stood up to a mean and rude Boov with temper problems, turned into the new captain (Personally, he thought that captain Oh just sounded ridiculous. Well, he'd bee able to change that soon.), realised he had a soulmate and knew her, helped Tip finding her Mymom, saving both a whole planet and uncountable species and made friends with the leader of a former enemy.
And all in one day!
Is it weird he felt amazing?
He had all reason to.
«Oh! Uhm, and, by to the way, Tip, I am new Boov captain.»
«What!?»
Trust Me – Part One
Seeing the Truth, Epilogue.
Oh, you want to know how everything went after that day?
Well then.
Oh got a cat, called it Tippy and she slept with him and he never went anywhere without her.
The Boov decided to move to the moon, placing bubles with copies of places on Earthland to live in. They made machines who could adjust the atmosphere on the moon so both they and humanspersons could breathe there, and both species often visited each other. Some Boov decided to live on Earthland (Oh included), but no humanspersons chose to live on the moon.
Kyle was one of those who chose to live on Earthland, and he became a police officer working in traffic. He found it both hilarious and amazing that those who drove their cars actually looked at him, and not their mobiles. It made his work much more important, and he loved it.
Smek found his calling in music, and he quickly became one of the most used and loved DJ's both on the Moon and in a few large cities on Earthland.
Toni, the Boov who wanted to make an alternate universe, and a few other Boovs became an amazing team who began to produce high-technologic video games together with a few humanspersons.
Ani, the Boov who wanted her species to play dead in order to escape the Gorg, begun a dancing group and became good friends with Quetr. He named his personal daughter after her, and Ani was asked to be her god-mother. She happily agreed.
Kyle and Smek suprisingly became friends with the Tucci's, and with them, Oh too. Though Smek fought it in the begining.
Both Tip and Oh found it hilarious that Ley, the male Boov who was supposed to live in Lucy and Tip's place, was too scared too walk further into the room, so he slept by the door. Apparently, he changed his name to Leya and had Tip fix him up every once in a while. Oh! Sorry, she.
Oh, you want to know what happened between Tip and Oh?
Okay, if you really want to know…
After Oh chose his Boov-Captain name (Smek was old, but he was not born 'Smek'. When he became captain, he chose to be called Smek ((something captains can choose)). Only his closest could call him his born name, and, since he didn't have any close ones, he'd eventually forgotten it.) things begun to turn interesting.
About one week after the 'mirror who saved the world' incident, Oh finally Boov'ed up and told Tip about what they were. It turned out, Tip had feelings for him too, and was only thrilled about them being soulmates.
So, they quickly sealed the bond, and a few times Lucy caught them speaking in unison, among with a lot more happening between them (she didn't really understand it, but that was okay).
And when the Tucci's threw a minor party two weeks after out favorite couple saved the world, Lucy invited some humanspersons, Tip invited some humanspersons and Oh invited some Boov.
Well. Let's just say that when a certain Boov and Homo Sapien danced together, all the nine Boov who were being there knew exactly who their captain's soulmate was.
(Lucy became extremely suscpicious at that, but that's a whole other story)
-Trust Me – Part One, Seeing the Truth-
-The End-
A/N: YEAH! PART ONE DONE! So now, PLEASE tell me what you thought on this? And remember my question? It would be great if you answered.
Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
