Super Glitches 3: Stranded

Memory Thief

I stared at Edaahs for a second in silent shock. Then I swore. And swore again. I kicked a bench and swore at the top of my lungs, anger taking over. 

"Why didn't you tell me this before?" I yelled, balling my hands into fists and glaring at my twin. He cackled, throwing his head back and revealing his throat to me. What a pale, thin, sliceable throat it was too. 

"I wouldn't want to give you hope now, would I?" he taunted. "Oh wait... I did!" He laughed again, wiping a tear from one black eye. "Ah, seeing the crushing disappointment on your face is so worth it." 

"You... you... you..." I spluttered, unable to express my fury in words. Plenty of swears and curses rocketed around my brain but I didn't use them. They wouldn't affect him, not if he was exactly like me (just evil). 

I racked my brain to think of something that would stun him and upset him at the same time. No words came to mind; why had I repressed all those memories?! I sighed and punched my forehead lightly with one hand. Maybe I could interrogate him?

"Do you have all my memories?" I asked. "As in, repressed ones, too."

Edaahs raised an eyebrow. "That was a considerable subject jump," he said suspiciously. "What are you playing at?"

"Nothing," I smiled. "But less than five minutes ago you were screeching about being Shaade, god of shadows. So are you really me? Or are you just a make-believe fake?"

"Of course I'm not," Edaahs replied immediately. "I have everything you ever had in your brain and more."

"Like?"

"All your hopes, desires, all your little dreams and every single nightmare... and yes, all your repressed memories."

"Give me an example."

"Ooh, they make even me cringe." Edaahs shut his eyes before seeming to select a memory. "How about the time that butler cornered you, and-?"

"No, that one isn't repressed. Any more, anyway," I added under my breath. "Another."

"Err... Well, there's when Loki forced you to-"

"Anything with the words 'Loki' and 'forced' are immediately un-repressed," I groaned, holding my head. "Get me anther memory and also a bucket, please."

"Why?" a quiet voice queried. I felt too queasy to question who it was talking.

"I think I may be sick," I moaned, clutching my stomach.

"Why?" the voice asked again. I figured it came from somewhere behind me and from memories gained from the other Super Glitches (the shadows took them, not me) I guessed the speaker was Emmi. 

"Basically, Loki found this massive frog and made Shaade eat it," Edaahs had said before I had a chance to say another word. I retched and covered my mouth with one hand, eyes swimming with tears.

"I can taste it in the back of my throat," I gasped, breaking out into a cool sweat. "Ew... yeah, I'm about to hydro pump everywhere..." 

"Oh dear," Emmi said in that quiet, comforting voice. I glanced to my left and saw through blurred eyes the same girl I gave the Eevee to. I frowned and blinked to clear my vision. That couldn't be right. Could it? Emily, Emmi, Super Glitches... Yes. That worked. 

"Why?" Edaahs asked her. "What does it mean?"

"If you have all of his memories you should know," she pointed out. 

Clever girl, I thought with a small smile. The first Super Glitch I've met to have any degree of intelligence that has nothing to do with Doctor Who, Marvel or creepypasta.