Before We March

Chapter 30: An Unwanted Friend

We got heist within the perimeter.

Vivoree and I chases Marco in this sea of people. They are becoming more aggressive to know what's the truth and that's not what this march dreamt about. The chaos continues outside of the white house and everyone seems to be purging to know what they think is true.

"Shit, I can't gas with this"  Vivoree said as her bike can't pass by.

Some still believes , some are confused but I know one , fifty percent of this crowd hates us right now with this wrong allegation once again. But people seems to be like that always within these days.

Judgemental.

Judging for what they see and believe on what they feel towards you without giving a damn to know what's really makes you that person because here it from me , people who doesn't give you peace of mind will turn you into someone you don't think that is growing inside you and that is deadly scary.

As we ran inside the white house and fought this group of S.W.A.T , my body freezes in a moment and saw this big oval shape mirror.  Seeing  this creepy smiling guy with a mix of skull and panda facepaint staring at me. He was holding a dead body with a bloody knife in his hand and it makes me in fear inside but it also makes me fearless outside.

The truth is , It felt  like I am possessed by two different spirits with an attitude of an angel and the anger of the devil. I know that I always kept telling myself that I do not want to be the other guy but nobody ask me how I felt to be the other guy almost my entire life.

But i'm still holding on and trying to control myself , I'm just not the Dylan type you think I can be. Maybe not right now.

Vivoree pulled of a pistol and shot Marco on the lower part of his leg but he tends to escape with a smokescreen as the elevator closes. The hideous president is already escaping with my mother and the only chance I have to wake up this society is at the hands of a traitor.

And they escaped.

The plan , the march , everything I prepared since then vanishes because of one mistake.

It's all falling apart.

My world seems to slow down again and all I hear is that irritating to the ear beep sound after that bomb explodes outside and see this group of individuals laying down lifeless.

The next thing they do is finally catching us and the president orders to execute us within twenty four hours.

They tried to wake me up as they take us but I was stoned for minutes because of those people who died again in my hands.

After that I realized the threat in my perimeter and that is that I don't have the guts.

"WAKE UP!"

I fought back as one of the officer tried to make me enter on the van. I grab a knife from his pocket and stab him seven times in the head. The group was in shocked and fear as I stab the officer till his last beg.

"get the f out and run as fast as you can".
I blew up the van as we retreated from the street

This bloods in my hand reflect on what I saw earlier in that mirror , this might be the only way , what I knew right now is that i'm done forgiving.

This is no longer a peace offering, this is to see that old guy suffering in my a bloodbath.

We the Anarchist hide under the grounds , it is a build up hide out as part of the plan if we ever fail this mission , in short plan retreat.

"What happened out there is no longer my fault."

As much as a bad ass Vivoree can be is the less she thought that I can't be what I did out there and they are not happy without it.

"What? You guys can kill but I can't?"

The group tells me that I am different than them , that I am the heart and soul of this group and I should lead by example like I used to.

"Nah uh , those people kills without regret and if I kept being soft , we ain't winning this!"

"But we ain't this" Riley spoked.

Riley and I both misunderstood it and led to a war of words that he later on called it quits.

"JORDAN IS DEAD, WHY CAN'T YOU ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOUR FRIEND IS NOT CAPABLE FOR MERCY ANYMORE."

"Then this dead too, this is not you."

Riley never walks out from a talk until now, but I can't live with mercy right now.

Mr. Obama followed his son as Riley wants him out too , I nod in respect to what his father did and told him to take it from here.

"I'll fix this" Mr. Obama promises as they leave the meeting area.

Vivoree hold my hand and continues to believe on me even though she got disappointed. She tried to understand me , telling me that we do things on purpose.

"Now what's the plan?" She asked.

I ordered drew to track down the Scott's recidence and have this information about his father which reminds me of that birthday party at the White House.

"Get him" .

The twins offers their service and takes care of the father heist.

"Here we go twinneyy! Let's rock n roll for pops!"

The twins laughs as they vanish the area.
I headed to the wash room to remove my prosthetics , I was at rage when I saw that creepy face again and punched the mirror sobbing as I fell to the floor.

"Why me?! Why?! Why?!!!"

"Do you wanna know why?"

I stumbled in fear as I hear the mysterious cold voice. There was no one around except me and the broken mirror.
He was no reflection at all, the juju gimmick lives inside me and it was randomly laughing as soon as I saw him.

"Boo! HAHAHA"

Ladies and gentlemen , my nightmare was just starting up.