DEMA

Lane Boy

24th of April, 3001
I just wanna stay in the sun where I find.
I know it's hard sometimes.
Pieces of peace in the sun's peace of mind.
I know it's hard sometimes.
I think about the end just way too much.
But it's fun to fantasize.
On my enemies who wouldn't wish who I was.
But it's fun to fantasize.
They say, "stay in your lane, boy."
But we go where we want to.
They think this thing is a highway.
If it was our way, we'd have a tempo change every other time change.
Because our minds change on what we think is good.
I was born to to rise against our tournamentors.
And I know a thing or two about pain and darkness.
If it wasn't for you, I don't know how I would have fought this.
Will we still be alive tomorrow?

"Whorst idea I've ever heard!" Ned luaghed, "nobody would tune in... AND we'd be reported the minute anyone did!"
"I personally think it's an amazing idea" said Juniper.
"Yeah I agree... Why not give a go... Even if it doesn't work" said Rozi.
"okay then" I replied, "Everyone in favor of a radio show, raise your hand."
Myself, Juniper, and Rozi raised our hands.
Jenna and Ned did not.
"Well that's decided then!" I said, giving Jenna a smirk.
"Well I propose a compromise" she announced, narrowing her eyes at me.
"Go ahead" I told her.
"I think... We should set fire to the church."
I luaghed at her.
"You're not serious?" I asked.
"I think it's a good idea" Ned butted in.
"Yeah I think i could be a bit of fun" Rozi agreed.
Jenna smiled, "All those in favor of setting fire to the church... Raise your hand."
Jenna, Ned, and Rozi raised their hands.
Myself and Juniper didn't.
"Well that's decided then!" Jenna smiled.
"Okay so when are we gonna do it?" Rozi asked.
"This Sunday" she replied.
"I'm sorry Jenna but how are we meant to organize that? " I asked her.
"It's easy really" she replied.
I raised an eyebrow, sceptical.
"we'll get their really early in the morning, before the bishops get there, and set it alight, we'll be long gone by the time they get there."
"And how do you expect to sneak in there."
"Well... I was thinking you could morph, and then sneak in that way... And do the setting alight bit..."
"They would know who did it Jenna, we'd all be arrested and killed."
"Okay well we'll just do it without you then!"
I sighed, if Jenna was going to go ahead with this plan, I should at least be there to compensate.
"Alright... I'll help." I agreed reluctantly.
And that was how our group came to carry out it's first mission together.

27th of April, 3001
"I'd die for you" that's easy to say.
We have a list of people that we would take.
A bullet for them, a bullet for you.
A bullet for everybody in this room.
But I don't seem to see many bullets coming through.
Metaphorically, I'm the man.
But literally, I don't know what I'd do.
"I'd live for you" and that's hard to do.
Even harder to say, when you know it's not true.
Even harder to write, when you know that's a lie.
There were people back home who tried talking to you.
But then you ignore them still.
All these questions they're for real, like,
"Who would you live for?"
"Who would you die for?"
And "Would you ever kill?"
I'm sorry if that question I asked last.
Scared you a bit like a hazmat, in a gas mask.
But let's backtrack.
Back to this.
Who would you live and die for on that list?
But the problem is, there's another list that exists.
And no one really wants to think about this.
Forget sanity, forget salary, forget vanity, my morality.
If you get in between someone I love and me.
You're gonna feel the heat of my cavalry.
Will we all be alive tomorrow?

We all stayed in the FPE base that night.
I slept on the couch in Jennas office, and she drifted to sleep in her chair.
I awoke at around two in the morning, anxiety consuming my very being.
I wonder can you become so anxious that you stop breathing and die?
I opened my eyes to see Jenna pacing back and forth, I had been dreaming, but the memories eluded me.
"Couldn't sleep?" I asked Jenna, who nearly leaped out of her skin at the sound of my voice.
"Yeah I guess I'm just too worried" she replied, her anxious pacing finally coming to a halt.
I gave her a weak smile and a yawn, trying to relax the mood despite my pounding heart.
Jenna still had a few hours to consider calling off the arson, but I knew she wouldn't.
Myself and Jenna had become almost imseperable since I had been to her apartment a few days prior.
I had come to learn that Jenna is like an open book, she wears things on her sleeve, and I wouldn't have to put in much effort to discover what she was thinking.
That's why the conversation we had that night in her office came as a complete suprise to me.
"Are you a virgin?" she asked me, dead serious.
I was taken back by the remark, so it took me a good few moments to respond.
"I- Uhm- well... Yeah... Yeah I am... Why do you wanna know?"
Jenna shrugged, "I was just curious, ya know, a guy like you."
"guy like me?"
"well... Ya know, you've seen things, been places."
"okay-"
She sat down beside me, "it's just... If- If we don't... Make it out tomorrow, I just wanted you to know..."
She went silent, and I waited for her to finish the sentence.
"wanted me to know what?"
"I really care about you Clancy."
"I really care about you too"
"No as in... I lo-"
I knew what she was about to say, and I couldn't let her say it, so I leant in and kissed her.
I let my tounge slide over hers, and her hands came up to hold my face.
I had never kissed somone before and I wasn't quite sure if I had done it right.
She assured me that I had, and smiled at my flushed cheeks.
"I love you Clancy" she said.
"Everyone who I love Is doomed" I told her, "Cursed forever, and not just with the burden of loving me, but also the darkness that surrounds me, the shadow that dims my light."
Jenna sighed, "okay Clancy.. Whatever you say, now I have to sleep because my eyes are closing."
"yeah, so are mine" I told her as we both fell asleep on the couch, arms linked.

The ceiling of the church has always captivated my imagination.
I rembember long hours of listening to the bishops preaching, their fabled creation myths about how the city was founded by thunder and dragons and great motions of the earth.
I would stare up at the hundreds of paintings that covered the ceiling, the paintings depicting stories that so many belived, but that never actually happend.
There were so many memories contained withen that church, the feeling of emptiness I felt as I watched the lines of people march up the isle to their deaths.
I couldn't wait to burn those memories and watch the place go up in smoke.
In fact, I delighted at the thought.

I manged to fit in trough one of the vents, so my entry into the church was rather easy.
It was my first time morphing in months, and it felt good view the world from a different perspective again.
I wasn't scared, I knew my freinds were safely hiding away at FPE, doing their best to avoid ever being suspected.
I looked around the white marble walls and pillers of the building.
It was unlikely the structure itself would burn, but everything inside would, all the wooden pews, the wooden shelves, the books, the cloth that covered the alter, the bronze decoration, the paint that covered the ceiling and even the stained glass windows would melt.
I had never been inside the church without it being filled with people, and the empty building possessed a cold and liminal feel.
I could have sworn I heard somthing behind me, and I swirved around, still trying to get my bearings on four paws.
It was BlurryFace, come to join me.
He was sitting on one of the pews, a good distance away from me, which was a change from his usual looming presence that stood and towered over me menacingly, or liked to share his opinions on things from the very inside of my brain.
He didn't say anything, another deivince from the norm, he just watched knowingly with his red eyes.
I went and stood buy the pew he had seated himself on.
I bit into the leg on the pew he sat in, and watched the wood spark a flame.
Then I ran.
I scurried back trough the vent like a rat, catching a wiff of smoke as it began to rise inside.
As I ran for my life down the street and towards FPE, there was only one thing on my mind.
Jenna.

They say, "stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy."
But we go where we want to.
They think this thing is a highway, highway.
But will they be alive tomorrow?
But will they be alive tomorrow?
But will they be alive tomorrow?
Will they be alive tomorrow?
Will they be alive tomorrow?
I've been thinking too much.
I've been thinking too much.
I've been thinking too much.
I've been thinking too much (Help me)