The past will finally colide with the future....
"So we have met again Mr. Hunter"
I walked into the room not knowing what to expect. A client had given me this adress and stated that my life would change forever. I didnt exactly trust what was happening but I didnt exactly have a choice in the matter. my life was falling apart and this could be the only thing to fix it.
"What is this place? And who are you?"
A flame came from across the room revealing a shaded figure wearing a Derby and a white scarf. He didnt seem trustworthy but in this kind of society who exactly is?
"My name is Bates a man that was created in the mind of a seventeen year old teennager. And this my friend is the nexus of his brain. You are another of his creations"
This wasnt making any sense and how exactly could I trust this guy. He was smoking a cigarrete and had his feet up on a table. But he was speaking calmly and it didnt exactly appear that he was lying. But I could feel myself breathing and hell i was pretty sure I was alive.
"So what exaclt are we doing at this nexus Mr. Bates? I mean hell its kind of dark in here."
"Your right being that this is the nexus we are about to have a couple more visitors.....isnt that right Cire"
I turned all the sudden hearing foot prints next to me. Jumping I pulled a blade out of my pocket.
"Calm down Mr. Hunter this guy would be one of the best people you could meet. hes basically a work in progress but is also the interpretation of the kids honor code. Hell if he wanted to hurt you all he would have to do was reach for that ring of his"
"What are you talking about"
"ok let me try to explain better. We are hear because our creater has finally flipped his lid. He's not himself. I dont even think he knows who exactly he is anymore. Awhile back I was what you would call his dark side. i was made his sophomore year of high school. I scared the hell out of a couple of his friends too. I was a common thug. But he also kept another side of me hidden. He gave me my humanity. It was small at first but when I lost Rhoda.....everything changed."
"And then what the hell do I represent huh? Am I some sort of hero that he created just to tortue himself?"
"quite the opposite in fact. your the person he hopes he can grow up to be. Your mentor is actually based after his. His High school/drama teacher Mr D."
"Well I dont think i've been much help lately."
"Actaully zack your wrong again. he writes all those problems for you so he can face his own. Look at Cire does he seem like the type of person to smile?"
"No and why is he so damn quiet?"
"Because as we look at him the same is happening to our creater. he smiles less and less his confidence has been shot to hell. His thoughts are becoming darker."
"Then why the hell are we here? is there anyway we can help him?"
"Thats the part I dont know. We might be stuck waiting it out here."
"No this kid doesnt deserve this if we are part of him then there must be something we can do to help him!" I ran across the room grabbing Bates who was now off the table thanks to me. "WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!!!"
"Thats the problem Zack. We cant if we have any hope of surviving hes gotta help himself."
I thought to myself for a minute and did something i hadnt done since I was a little kid. i prayed.
"Please Kid you gotta be able to snap out of this. You can fight it."
Were are efforts just going to fail?
I walked into the room not knowing what to expect. A client had given me this adress and stated that my life would change forever. I didnt exactly trust what was happening but I didnt exactly have a choice in the matter. my life was falling apart and this could be the only thing to fix it.
"What is this place? And who are you?"
A flame came from across the room revealing a shaded figure wearing a Derby and a white scarf. He didnt seem trustworthy but in this kind of society who exactly is?
"My name is Bates a man that was created in the mind of a seventeen year old teennager. And this my friend is the nexus of his brain. You are another of his creations"
This wasnt making any sense and how exactly could I trust this guy. He was smoking a cigarrete and had his feet up on a table. But he was speaking calmly and it didnt exactly appear that he was lying. But I could feel myself breathing and hell i was pretty sure I was alive.
"So what exaclt are we doing at this nexus Mr. Bates? I mean hell its kind of dark in here."
"Your right being that this is the nexus we are about to have a couple more visitors.....isnt that right Cire"
I turned all the sudden hearing foot prints next to me. Jumping I pulled a blade out of my pocket.
"Calm down Mr. Hunter this guy would be one of the best people you could meet. hes basically a work in progress but is also the interpretation of the kids honor code. Hell if he wanted to hurt you all he would have to do was reach for that ring of his"
"What are you talking about"
"ok let me try to explain better. We are hear because our creater has finally flipped his lid. He's not himself. I dont even think he knows who exactly he is anymore. Awhile back I was what you would call his dark side. i was made his sophomore year of high school. I scared the hell out of a couple of his friends too. I was a common thug. But he also kept another side of me hidden. He gave me my humanity. It was small at first but when I lost Rhoda.....everything changed."
"And then what the hell do I represent huh? Am I some sort of hero that he created just to tortue himself?"
"quite the opposite in fact. your the person he hopes he can grow up to be. Your mentor is actually based after his. His High school/drama teacher Mr D."
"Well I dont think i've been much help lately."
"Actaully zack your wrong again. he writes all those problems for you so he can face his own. Look at Cire does he seem like the type of person to smile?"
"No and why is he so damn quiet?"
"Because as we look at him the same is happening to our creater. he smiles less and less his confidence has been shot to hell. His thoughts are becoming darker."
"Then why the hell are we here? is there anyway we can help him?"
"Thats the part I dont know. We might be stuck waiting it out here."
"No this kid doesnt deserve this if we are part of him then there must be something we can do to help him!" I ran across the room grabbing Bates who was now off the table thanks to me. "WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!!!"
"Thats the problem Zack. We cant if we have any hope of surviving hes gotta help himself."
I thought to myself for a minute and did something i hadnt done since I was a little kid. i prayed.
"Please Kid you gotta be able to snap out of this. You can fight it."
Were are efforts just going to fail?