No Escape.. °Amazing Digital Circus Fanfic°

12 - Reflecting

The next day

No POV

Flare was back on the wooden plank, and laying on her back staring up at the sky drowning in her thoughts.

The others were looking from the shore then at Flare.

"Are we going to question on where she got the wooden plank?" Pomni asked.

"Is.. she alright?" Gangle struggled to say.

"I'm sure she's fine crybaby." Jax remarked.

"Says you who got thrown across the lake by her." Scar scoffed.

"I think Flare just needs some time alone." Ragentha said.

"Knowing Jax, he probably won't leave her alone." Zooble pointed out.

Meanwhile with Flare. She had her eyes closed still laying on the wooden plank, lost in thought.

It's kind of nice just laying here, all still. And not dealing with grief over your family members. Is this on what all dead people feel like? Motionless, clam, and it's all quiet without any interruptions? Would death be better for me then being transported here?

It's weird that my mother died a couple years after father died. It was either suicide, or someone really just wants to kill my entire family.

"The circus did the right thing for bringing you here." Ragentha's comment repeated in her head.

Did it though? Sure my brother can be reckless, but..the fact that the rest of my family died, and I'm supposedly the only one left alive- well, some people might think that I'm dead since I'm in a digital world.

There's either a serial killer killing my family one by one, or multiple killers. Now I'm just questioning my parents.

What did they do to make one, or multiple people hate us? We're they criminals then turned into run aways? I doubt it since the police officer I yelled at didn't look at me in a odd, suspicious way.

Flare then felt something bump into her as she opened her eyes to realize that she was back on the shore with Jax looking at her with a wide smile and the others standing in the background.

Flare scoffed and glared at him. "I told you that don't want to see your dum cheshire smile ever again!"

"Yeah, but haven't you learned by now that I don't listen. Also, having fun doing something stupid?" Jax asked.

Flare only glared at him. "In order for you to be born you needed 2 parents, 4 grandparents, 8 great grandparents, 16 second great grandparents, 32 third great grandparents, 64 fourth great grandparents, 128 fifth great grandparents.."

"Where is Flare going with this?" Pomni asked silently.

Flare only continued sounding more annoyed. "256 sixth great grandparents, 512 seventh great grandparents, 1,024 eighth great grandparents, 2,048 ninth great grandparents. For you to be born.  That leaves 4,024 ancestors over the past 400 years just for you to be born. Think about it, how many battles, how many struggles, how many difficulties, how many sadness, how many happiness, how many love stores, how many expectations for the future did you ancestors go through? Only to result into you being born..."

Flare then looked at Jax dead in the eyes with her pupils turning slit. "And yet you just happen to be a purple bunny (HONK!)"

Everyone else looked shocked. Expect for Scar who looked sort of surprised.

Flare then scoffed and pushed herself towards the direction of the center of the lake with her tail.

Jax only chuckled sounding somewhat impressed. "Really? All that just for you to be all sad again? I never expected anything good coming from you, but where did that come from?" Jax remarked.

"I would suggest that you shut your blabbing mouth right now, shank!" Scar growled lowly. Jax eyerolled.

"I wonder on why Flare seemed so sad before she insulted Jax." Pomni said.

Ragentha rubbed her arm a little. "She does this for her own personal reasons now apperantly. That isn't my place to tell any of you.."

"Talk about sudden mood swings." Jax sighed.

Scar towered over Jax giving him a glare. "What did I say about keeping your mouth shut!"

Jax only looked at Scar with a bored expression. "You should realize that I never listen to a word you say."

Scar sighed heavily sounding annoyed.

"I wonder on what she's thinking out there." Kinger suddenly said.

"Probably more death threats that she'll never to me." Jax answered.

Scar then grabbed Jax's shoulder with a stern grip. "If she won't do them then I will!"

"Well at least you're making them useful." Jax said letting out a cheshire smile.