Oct 19, 2010 13:36
For one of the rare occasions in his life, Genie did not know what to do. These creatures he had encountered here, Heartless; the product of a corrupted heart, they were quite literally a snap to get rid of. However, he had never tried to remove the Darkness from someone’s heart. Not physically, anyway. He had only ever faced the newly embodied Darkness that was known as Heartless. Where did he even start with such a thing? Aunt Barbra had never made mention of Heartless or Darkness in her book. Had she never encountered such creatures or had she simply no remedy for Darkness? He frowned at the thought. What else was there to work off of? All he knew thus far was that Light would counter the Darkness. However, he could not simply expose her to such a product. What if she were to go into shock? What if she were to experience overexposure to Light? There were too many unanswered questions, too many risks. They made him feel so… useless. Scared, unsure, powerless: was this what it felt like to be mortal?
He tightened his grip of Urd’s hand while he continued to guide her through the city’s streets. The exposure to Darkness had caused it to spread significantly throughout her body. And though he could gain entry to her heart, he could not maintain it for long. His time was limited. He had only been present for a moment or two before the Darkness had detected him. At which point it took action in removing him in the only way it knew how: corrupt his heart and take him over as well. Genie was sure if he were to enter her heart again he could fight off the Darkness but only if he could find a stable connection capable of withstanding the Darkness’ pull. However that was possible.
Wait, what about the Heart Bank, what had they used?
He had overheard the pasty demon known as Mao discuss it with another boy over the journals once. Somehow the demons had created a contraption which allowed them to go within their own hearts. If they could enter their own, could they not enter another’s as well? He was sure it was against a law, as serious as an intrusions of one’s privacy as such an act was, however he was sure this could easily be considered an exception. Maybe he could strike some kind of bargain with the boy. Surely there was something the boy wanted, some desire he could fulfill. Maybe even teach him how to swim.
Arriving at their home, he looked at the door with dread. He released Urd’s hand for a moment, but quickly decided it the best he hold onto her. Who knew where she could wander off to or what she would do in such a state. He took a deep breath before he opened the door and peered inside the house.
yorda,
week 25,
genie,
completed,
urd,
belldandy