Enemies of Power

The Nightmare

This chapter is Virgil's nightmare. (just to clarify)

TW: Abuse

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Virgil walked into a room. He thought it looked familiar but he didn't know for sure. He's been moved around so much in the 15 years of his life. 5 of those years living on the street and 3 years at the orphanage. Virgil looked around again trying to remember when he's been in the room. He was moved to so many houses from people trying to adopt him and most of the houses he can't remember very well. Of course he always got returned a couple days later. After another look through of the room Virgil focused on the floor. He debated whether or not he should try to open it. Before he could however, the door opened. In came a man. The teen gasped at how familiar the man looked. Virgil looked at himself then at the guy again. It was him. The man looked like Virgil.

"Martha!" The teen flinched at the loud noise. From somewhere in the house a door opened and closed. "Get here now! Where's the boy?" Virgil now realized they couldn't see him.

A woman came in the room. She look tired and had some healing bruises on her face.

"Please don't hurt him," She begged the man. "Hurt me, but please, don't hurt him."

"Where is he?" The man said. Virgil watched in horror. He slapped her across the face. She didn't flinch. She must be used to it.

"I will say it again. Where. Is. He?" He loomed over her.

"Please. Don't let him grow up like you," She pleaded. Virgil couldn't tear his gaze away. He knew what was going to happen next. He didn't know how he knew, but he did. The guy grabbed Martha's throat and held her against the wall. She struggled to get her breath.

"Don't talk back to me," He snarled. Virgil couldn't stand watching what was happening but couldn't bring himself to turn away. She was near ready to pass out when the man finally dropped her to the ground.

"I'll go find him myself," He walked out leaving the woman struggling to stay conscious. Virgil walked over to her and tried to help her. It was like he wasn't there and he couldn't do anything to help.

"WHERE IS HE?!" The man stormed back into the room.

"You...you won't find him. I'm not going to allow you to raise him to be like you."

"He is six and old enough to start learning!"

"I won't let you."

The man stormed to small table and grabbed a glass bottle. Virgil assumed it was used for decoration. He dumped the fake flowers on the floor and threw the glass at the wall. The glass pieces broke all over Martha.

"I'll be back," He stormed out of the house. The woman slowly got up and struggled going upstairs. Virgil followed behind wishing he could help her. She opened a closet door and lifted up some blankets. Virgil watched as she raised a board from the floor. Virgil couldn't see what was inside but he guessed it was the child the man was looking for. She blocked his view as she lifted the bundle out. Virgil heard sniffles and knew Martha was crying.

"I'm sorry," She mumbled as she put her hand on the boys head. "You won't remember any of this. You won't remember him and..." She paused and struggled with the next words. "you...you won't remember me." Virgil couldn't see the boy's face but he watched wondering what was going to happen to the boy. She lifted the child up and wrapped him in a blanket. Virgil followed Martha as she went outside and dropped the boy off in alley.

"When you wake up you won't remember anything about your family." Virgil was a little disappointed that the boy's face was covered. But if that man comes back he would see the boy right off and it would defeat the purpose of her hiding him.

"I'll have to use my abilities to make me forget you. I hope you will be safe. When you wake up this will just be a part of your life now."

She wiped her eyes and looked at the child. "Goodbye." She turned and walked back to her house.