Evan Treborn from The Butterfly Effect

[mindwiper_et]

Evan blinked, looking down at his hands and realizing that, somehow, he was back in his own adult body. His hair wasn't the wild mop that he'd had in Sunnyvale Institution and he had his real clothes back.

As used as he was by now to regaining consciousness in absolutely strange situations, he honestly expected something different to happen

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[serrulata]

Sometimes - not as often as he'd hoped - Kurama would sneak into the Sorting room and find a truly exceptional application from one of the new kids. This was one of those times. Either one Evan Treborn was a comedian (the unhinged, hilarious kind) or was pants-on-head crazy. Or, he was absolutely serious, which to Kurama would be the funniest of all. Whichever one was true, the application was currently challenging every single bit of his self control to keep from laughing out loud. He was snickering by the time he reached the end, and his tail was twitching in amusement. He looked down from his tall vantage point at Evan, smirking widely.

"Your answers are interesting, Evan Treborne. I suspect your sense of comedy is more useful to this school than 'legitimate' psychological counseling. You should bribe with storytelling, next time. You could make any truth a yarn the likes of which old troubadours would be jealous."

[mindwiper_et]

Comedy?

Evan managed, somehow, to hold in a snarl. "My life is comedy to you, you side-show reject?"

[serrulata]

Kurama's grinned widened. A year ago, that comment would have gotten a human killed. Now, he was merely amused. "Yes," he replied simply. He crossed his arms around his middle, tilting his head to the side. "Very much so."

[mindwiper_et]

Evan forced himself to pause and considered the fact that what he was speaking to was seemingly not human.

"Good for you," he bit out, unable to pretend civility at this point in life.

[serrulata]

"Tell me of it, Evan Treborn," he said, his grin softening into a bemused smile. "You smell like you've walked through walls most humans can't even see."

[mindwiper_et]

"I don't trust you," Evan objected, trying for calmness now. "I can't trust you. To hell with your appearance, you're someone else and anyone else tends to think I'm batshit."

Evan faltered, thinking of Kayleigh's reaction to his story. "Or thinks I'm right, too."

He sighed, moving backward a few steps and pressing himself up against the wall. He pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes, noting for the first time their pinched, burning sensation.

For all the losses of consciousness he's had, Evan can't actually remember the last time he's slept more than the few minutes called for in EEGs.

[serrulata]

"I am a demon, Evan Treborn. I've lived thousands of years and seen much stranger creatures than your person. You are in a school that teaches people and creatures from different worlds that which is universally considered magic, in an invisible magical castle in an unmapped town in Scotland." His grin returned, now a little more like he was letting Evan on an inside joke.

"You and I are either dead and in an unknown hell, among the insane, or this is actually happening and perhaps as strange or stranger than anything you've seen in your life. So, tell me of it."

[mindwiper_et]

Evan sighed, willing to humor the thing haunting him at the moment and, at least, conceding that it wasn't asking anything of him, least of all something that would get him killed.

"I've spent the last year going back and forth within specific memories, trying to alter events to change the lives of my friends for the better."

Evan closed his eyes, trying to force the tears that beckoned back in.

"To say I've failed is a monumental understatement. So I went back far enough that I wasn't born yet and strangled myself with my umbilical cord. If I don't exist, my friends and family's connections to me don't prompt them to make the decisions that lead to their ruin."

((I'm sorry, I have no clue how I missed this one! And, yes, the lack of logic in Evan's plan is rather GLARING. *sigh*))