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Katie ([personal profile] themadmaiden) wrote2013-11-11 12:59 pm

Mayfield Story


Everywhere you looked people were celebrating. They had escaped, they were free. Not even the fact that they were computer copies in a virtual reality was enough to dampen the joy of most people. It would sink in sooner or later though. Johan watched the festivities with this knowledge secure in the back of his head. A part of him knew that this realization could destroy a few people still here. It was the same part of him that was already going over the situation he was in.

Everyone greeting familiar faces.

But the one he was looking for isn't there.

Nothing matters then.

Nothing matters but automatically he found himself locating a vacant house. It should be in the middle of things. To be around people so he can befriend and then break them while this place is new and their guard is down. He should be around people....but he doesn't want that right now.


He found something more isolated. Near the edge of the town, and he moves in.

-


The real question comes now. This was a world for people to create. A world of hope.

He didn't belong here.

But he'd come hadn't he. Something had compelled him to leave the original town as it was being destroyed around him. Perhaps it was the part of him that even now wanted to watch this new town burn, that had done it.

The monster wanted to destroy.

(chomp chomp)

What did his promise to his sister matter?

(munch munch)

She had promised to stay with him.

(gobble gobble)

And she was gone

(munch)

He had the power to create things now. Only a fool would give him a power like that, but he had it.

In the end it was going to come down to a simple choice. Create or destroy?

He only knew how to do one. He was only good at one. The monster inside wanted that one... Anna....Anna wanted....

Anna had left him him alone.

And the thought strikes him a moment before he changes his mind.

He creates.

---

The house is a mess, half built and sitting there but it's quiet. Johan sits at a table watching the cat nearby.

Death and Slugger had checked up on him. It had been easy to see the relief in the boys eyes when he realized Johan had not stayed behind in the old town. It was strange, Death had a similar expression. They both knew what he was and yet they wanted him to be alive.

In this place. Where even Anna would fear his actions.

Anna knew him better then them.
Anna still wasn't here though.

He's going to build a house. A room for Anna....if she arrives....if she wants it.

Slugger and Death say they will visit and somehow they do.

A house. Just to see what creating is like.

He can always destroy it later. But for now....he can try.

--

He is unused to creating and the powers take some time getting used to. But he builds. The cat sleeps on his bed.

The house is pleasant. There are no overly optimistic ponies to grate on his sanity. No one to pretend to. Him, the cat and sometimes Slugger and Death.

The house is simple but there.

And one day he laughs.

--

The house is finished but he still remains. He ends up teaching in the makeshift school. He stops freezing slightly when Slugger calls him Uncle. He has discussions about life with Death and argues lesson plans with Susan.

He should be dead. He should be trying to destroy the town. Break Slugger for opening up to him.

But he can't.

He can still feel the monster there. But it's fainter then it ever has been.

Maybe monsters don't copy into digital well.
Maybe the town broke his remains.
Maybe he was telling the truth when he told Anna he wanted to try to stop hurting people.
Maybe.

But for now it's enough.

He has a name and a home and something resembling a family.

If....When Anna ....and even Tenma come back, They're going to be almost as surprised as he is.