Who is The Man Behind The Mask? (a Cryaotic Love Story)

Chapter 15: "The Seven Stages of Grief"

I awaken to a bright overhanging light shinning in my eyes, slightly blinding me, a throbbing pain all over my body
"oh look Michelle, your loving daughter is awake" a deep ominous voice speaks only feet from me.
I quickly adjust my head noticing my arms and legs are still bonded to the wheelchair, I look down at my dirty blood stained clothes noticing blood dripping from my head onto my pants.
"don't you dare touch her" a familiar British voice growls
"oh I won't" the man reassures unable to see him through the darkness "she'll do it to herself in attempt to get to you"
"m-mom..." I groan in pain searching for her, I can hear her in the direction in front of me but I can't see her
"shhh, everything's gonna be alright sweetheart. mum's right here" she reassures the man steps forward into the light, he's hidden behind a thick dark hooded cloak.
I'm only able to see his one revealed red eye surrounded by bandages.
"hello Eleanor, it's been awhile" he gently runs his hand through my hair sending a familiar chill through my neck.
"who the hell are you?" I growl at him, spitting in his direction.
"tsk tsk, after all those days we spent together how can you not remember..." he walks to the direction of mom's voice into the darkness, slowly she comes into the light in a wheelchair and I'm horrified.Minx is hardly recognizable, her eyes and purple locks glow purple, her once perfect queen dress is now dirt and blood covered and ripped to the point that she's almost naked, her face is beat up bad, her left eye is black and swollen shut, her lip and nose are bleeding profusely and a huge gash on her arm is soaking her sleeve in blood."get the fuck away from her!" I scream fighting against my bounds, purple flames engulf my hands and my screams are now the same purple flame"see now Michelle, your daughter is more powerful than you gave her credit for. that rage built up inside her will drive her mad" his words follow a familiar evil laugh

no, he can't be...
the flames slowly die down, my head hung low.
"what's this?" the man walks up to my left side, he pulls my hair jerking my head up so that my eyes meet his.
"I get it now..." I whisper waiting as the man got close enough, I stood up breaking the binds throwing the wheel chair at the hooded man knocking him back
"YOU GO TOO CLOSE TO THE LIONS CAGE!" I tackle him pinning him to the ground throwing punch after punch until suddenly he dissipated right before me leaving only his hood.
I shoot up to my feet "come on out you coward!" I yell into the darkness surrounding mom and I.

"Eleanor..." mom muttered, I quickly rushed to her side untieing her "he's...Cry"
"I know, Ken told me"

"you knew... Cry was the dark one..."
I shook my head "not until Ken told me here, but it's going to be okay"
"he'll kill you, you need to get out of here"
I didn't respond, I just hugged her "you know Cry mom, he can't take my life even if he wanted to"
suddenly my heart necklace began glowing just as a matching one began glowing in the darkness, he's still here.
"mom listen to me" I gently grabbed her face forcing her to look at me "you're going home, I'm ending it all now. tonight is end game"
"no, I'm not leaving you!"
I shook my head smiling "you'll never leave me mom, you'll always be with me" I lifted my arm showing her my glowing purple bracelet
I kissed her forehead before charging into the darkness.

I followed the glowing light for what seemed like forever, it finally stopped as it formed into a lamp light on top of an old desk. on top of the desk lay tons of opened documents, papers, and books.
one stack caught my attention
The 7 Stages of Grief
How to Deal with Loss
How to Explain to Your Child Death & The After Life
three framed photos aliened the top part of the desk; one was of Cry and I in our Meadow, the third was Cry and I smiling on our wedding day, and the third was of Cry and I in a hospital holding a baby.
"this is my desk" I jumped as the hooded man stood there with only his bandages covering his face, his slim frame was covered in a familiar Late Night Crew uniform.
"I tried... I tried so hard to get over you..." he shook his head as tears streamed down his face
"I failed you... I saw us with this future together but I didn't see that you'd die..."
I hushed him slowly embracing him "it's okay, everything's okay cry..."
"I love you... I loved you so damn much... and it blinded me, our happiness made me ignore the signs, the visions..." he ran his hand through my hair like he used to still holding me tight.

"I tried to go back and fix it but it was too late, nothing I did could change that you were going to die eventually and it drove me to become Mad Cry forever"
"but we were happy Cry, that's all that matters"
"I found a way though" he let go of me looking down at his papers on the table "I can use what's left of my magic to create a new world where everyone is safe"
a new world, a fresh start with Cry.
"but, in this world your family will have no knowledge of you and neither will I. and I cannot take away your memories so you'll remember everything"

"what? so I'll be alone..."
"I'm so sorry Eleanor, if their was another way I would do it but I'm afraid their are no other options"
a new world where I'm not... me? I'll have no family... but I get to live? 
"can I at least... say goodbye to everyone"
Cry nods "I'll give you about half an hour"