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DISCLAIMER: Don't own x-men evo, just the idea, Emmaline, + any poetry.
Chapter 12
EMMA'S POV
Dear nobody.
Where have you gone?
Dear somebody.
Please come back?
Dear nobody.
I don't care.
Dear somebody.
I do care.
Dear nobody.
You can't be lost.
Dear somebody.
You can't be found.
I.
Was.
Alive.
Once my heart was beating.
Once upon I time I was there.
Once I cared.
Once I couldn't be found.
Once I was somebody.
Now.
My heart throbs.
I am gone.
I don't care.
I can't be lost.
I.
Am.
nobody.
The beeping of the monitor annoyed me. It was a constant reminder of just how alive I was.
Yes, alive.
I had survived.
Yet I was nobody.
The memories were still there. But they weren't mine; at least not anymore. Because I was nobody, and those memories were Somebody's.
I was split in two. Now, each breath put sharp shivers through Ray's body, and so forth mine. We were inseparable. I had heard the professor and Mr. McCoy talking. About Somebody. Apparently they didn't know that I was nobody.
You see, when you are dead on the inside, there is no hope for your outside. It is your shell, and all it does is preserve the bones that used to hold you up. Without Somebody you become nobody.
So here I was. A breathing shell.
My eyelids flickered open. Drowsiness clouded my mind like a thick fog, and it was hard to remember Somebody. But She was still there.
The monitor had gone on beeping despite my sleeping. I knew I should be wondering how long I had been nobody, but I still didn't care. Faintly, the memory of warm blood clung to me, before I came upon something.
It was beautiful. Like angels singing, the morning birds twittering their sweet harmonies. It was the gold of heaven itself, and nobody smiled inside, the warmth briefly lighting up Somebody. It was...
Silence.
For the first time in so long, what felt like forever, it was quiet. The only thing in my head was nobody—there was no other conscious thought.
The glory.
It could have been the best moment of my very own experience as me, if I had been Somebody.
But I wasn't.
Ray was.
Professor Xavier's POV
Charles frowned; this couldn't be right. Ray was alive. He was more than alive; he was in a state which Charles, in all his years, had only seen in one other person.
Emma.
Ray writhed in agony. Images were before his eyes, hideous and joyful, that no one would have wished upon even the most treacherous being. Memories carried sorrow and pain, with everyone screaming their souls to him. Lights blinded his vision as spots danced behind his head.
This wasn't the worst, though. There were dead—people? Everywhere, they surrounded him. Cold, and ghastly, he wanted to scream.
Torture.
He wanted to die.
And it had only been one minute.
Death's embrace,
End to love's everlasting chase.
See the light's face
Fringed with a pure white lace
Sealed in a crystal and diamond case
And his hearts race
Stopped.
So? What do you think? Yes? No? Where do you think this is going? What's going to happen next?
I'm a teensy bit sorry about the teeny cliffhanger, but I couldn't find a good place to stop, so this is where it ended up.
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