[Theatrical Muse: When in your life did you know you were not alone?]
I've never been alone. Not really, not ever. Because he's always been there. I mean, we shared a womb, for rut's sake. You can't really get away from someone after that.
As kids, we'd do everything together. I was muscle, he was smarts. And he'd do anything I told him to, as well. He'd follow me everywhere. And I'd lead him everywhere. Never wanted to leave him. He was my everything.
Then one day I led him to his death.
When I woke up the next day, I thought I was alone, and it was the scariest feeling I've ever had in my life. My world had been ripped in two; it felt like half of myself had been killed under that monster's teeth. Erin blamed me of course - it was my fault - and I was on my own for the first time ever.
But I guess I was wrong. Four years later I was kidnapped by lurks and dragged off to their secret base, only to discover that my brother had been living - OK, un-living - all that time, watching me. And I know that he's still watching me, whatever I do. Waiting for me to fall.
OK, it's not a particularly warm fuzzy answer to the question, but what do you want me to say? That day I looked up through the pain and the concussion to see my twin brother looking down at me, looking exactly as he did the day he died. That day he beat me just to see me cry. That day he showed me how I'd helped him get the things he needed to open the gateway to hell, and kill everyone I knew and loved.
That day I knew I wasn't alone. That I'll never be alone.
Not until I kill him.
Muse: Melaka Fray
Fandom: Joss Whedon's Fray
Word Count: 299
As kids, we'd do everything together. I was muscle, he was smarts. And he'd do anything I told him to, as well. He'd follow me everywhere. And I'd lead him everywhere. Never wanted to leave him. He was my everything.
Then one day I led him to his death.
When I woke up the next day, I thought I was alone, and it was the scariest feeling I've ever had in my life. My world had been ripped in two; it felt like half of myself had been killed under that monster's teeth. Erin blamed me of course - it was my fault - and I was on my own for the first time ever.
But I guess I was wrong. Four years later I was kidnapped by lurks and dragged off to their secret base, only to discover that my brother had been living - OK, un-living - all that time, watching me. And I know that he's still watching me, whatever I do. Waiting for me to fall.
OK, it's not a particularly warm fuzzy answer to the question, but what do you want me to say? That day I looked up through the pain and the concussion to see my twin brother looking down at me, looking exactly as he did the day he died. That day he beat me just to see me cry. That day he showed me how I'd helped him get the things he needed to open the gateway to hell, and kill everyone I knew and loved.
That day I knew I wasn't alone. That I'll never be alone.
Not until I kill him.
Muse: Melaka Fray
Fandom: Joss Whedon's Fray
Word Count: 299