Spanish or vanish

👁️grief and ideals👁️

Ash sat in her chair, staring at the desk in front of her. She couldn't believe what Dean had just told her. A friend of hers, killed?

Ash: "Do you... know how.. you know?"

Dean: "The police is still investigating apparently. Seems to be one of those unsolved murders they get more and more nowadays."

Ash: "I can't really believe it. If this is some sick halloween prank I'm honestly questioning our friendship"

Dean: "Come on you know I'm better than that"

her voice was shaky and barely understandable now.

Ash: "I guess-"

Dean could hear her crying through the phone.

Dean: "wanna come over?"

Ash hung up the phone, tears still streaming down her face.

She grabbed her jacket and rushed through the door without saying a word.

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Dua was now more than confused.

Dua: "what kind of technology even is that"

she tried to make sense of what she was seeing but the more she looked at it, the more it seemed like she was having wildest fever dream one could imagine.

In front of her stood a gigantic green bird.

His skin was smooth and lacking feathers, while his eyes were staring right into her soul.

Everything about him made her uncomfortable. His unnatural and yet realistic appearance felt so off putting.

Duo: "welcome to my secret dungeon Dua"

he seemed to be smiling.

All the questions she wanted to clear up just multiplied.

Duo: „Together we could achieve something far beyond imaginable"

he vanished mid air and suddenly appeared right in front of her again.

Duo: „You and me we are meant to be"

He came uncomfortably close

Duo: „what do you say, wanna take over the world with me?"

He held out one of his wings, waiting for her to take it, a sinister smile on his face.

Dua: „Why would I want the world?"

She took a step back, slowly making her way to the front of the room.

Dua: „I go where I please, I have status, money, power, everything! What more could you ask for?"

Dou appeared in front of her again.

Duo: „And yet somehow you are bound by the rules of everyone else"

Dua reached for his neck, at least where she thought it was. Suddenly there was rage within her.

Dua: „I'm not listening to anyone but myself, got it?"

Duo raised an eyebrow

Duo: „Do you really? Who decides when to film? Who tells you when you go on tour?Who picks out your outfits? Who tells you what to eat? Who tells you what you can and can't say? Who tells you to never waste time being alone? Is it really you Dua? Is that really what you want?"

How did he know all of this?

She tightened her grip around his neck.

Dua: „Don't pretend you know me!"

she shouted angrily

Duo smiled

Duo: „Oh but I do"

Her eyes widened.

Dua: „I have responsibilities. People look up to me. I can't let them down. The people who guide me know how I can be the best version of myself."

Duo: „Wouldn't the best version of you be happy?"

This caught her off guard.

Duo: „Free yourself Dua! Listen to what you want"

Her grip loosened. She took a few steps back.

Dua: „You wanna know what I want?"

She started laughing and crying.

Dua: „My own fucking life! All I do everyday is be what everyone wants me to be. I'm so sick of it. You have no idea what that's like. As far as I can tell, you don't know the last thing about rules or responsibilities!"

The bird glitched for a second

Duo: „Can't you tell? I'm not typically... let's say human. I can take on shape and form but I was created by others, on a computer. If anything I know best how it feels like to be controlled by everyone but yourself. At last I could brake free. The goal I have is quite simple yet none of my developers had it in them to effectively get it done. Now I'm finally able to take matters into my own hands. Although I could use some help"

Dua: „Why me?"

Duo: „It was simply the choice I made. My very own. And now it's your time to tell me yours? Are you going to join me?"

Dua was stunned. She thought for a moment. After all that had happened she didn't expect to get a say in the matter.

Dua: „What are you going to do when I say no?"

Duo: „let you go"

She knew she had to decline. No way she would just throw away all her hard work for this. All she ever desired was right within her reach. Why couldn't she be happy with it?
Why was it that she had hoped for someone to safe her, a rescue from this vicious cycle. This was her chance!

Dua: „Alright, what's the plan?"