𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄, ᶠⁱᵛᵉ ʰᵃʳᵍʳᵉᵉᵛᵉˢ

midnight

i stumbled down the stairs, and was met with my great deal of siblings gathered up together on the couch. i sighed, and walked up to the cough and leaned on it, listening in on their conversation.

" where the hell is that asshole?" i heard diego mutter from my side, my peripheral vision catching him. i scoffed at the sight of him.

"right here, ya idiots!"

i laughed, maniacally, before falling into a sudden state of sadness. i huffed, and jumped up on the empty loveseat. "right here." i gulped, my throat dry. "ahh. i guess you cant see me after all, huh." i concluded, after a moment of silence drifted in the tense air. "well? where could he be?" allison spoke up, her voice filling up the empty-feeling room. the 5 of them sat in silence thinking. "well, lets retrace our steps." luther concluded, trying to maintain his number 1 position. "that'll get you no where, dear brother of mine." i retorted, into the thin air, forgetting they, still could not hear me. "he left, suddenly at breakfast right?" he said. "he couldnt have gone far, right?" he finished up, looking quite satisfactory.

"not far huh? look at this bloody crapshoot ive landed myself in. not far my foot, luther!" i yelled out at him, in utter and complete frustration. "this is wasting your time. im never getting back." i followed up, my voice becoming frail, and brittle like it could burst at any given moment. "right!" allison quickly agreed, seemingly obvious though, given the current relationship circumstances of the two. "ah. a dead end we've hit. so far, not good guys." i said, like they would even respond anyways. "not far my ass, luther. hes got abilities, idiot." diego retorted. "hey!" allison yelled out, trying to correct him and his salty insults. "he probably got stuck in some time trap or some shit." klaus spoke up, in the back, as he layed between ben and diego.

"ding ding ding!" i said, in a fake happy-go-lucky kind of voice. "the junkies got it! but these hard heads wont give a damn, wont they!" i said, thereafter, the rest of them groaned and ignored him, guessing his vote was just him being high and having all sorts of ideas. "i was correct!" i shouted, into the void. " 10 points for me!" i sighed, and gave up trying to be positive.

"these emotional hardheads wont figure out shit, even if i was there." i groaned to myself, finally realizing the intellectual potential these guys could hit. not very far, judging from my view. i rubbed my face, frustrated. "welp, i'll leave you guys hanging." i got up from the soft loveseat and left.

i walked over to the kitchen, to see mom cooking. i sat uptop on the counter and watched her. "bet ya cant see me, can you." i played a little game with her, sadly knowing shes a mere robot, made for the pure act of raising 7, now 6 children, who were ripped from a real family who couldve gaven them all the love in the world. "get off the counter, five. its dangerous sweetheart." she spoke, looking down and cooking still. i gulped, surprised. "yo-you can,, see me?" i said, stuttering over my words in complete shock. she looked up at me, giving her complete plastic smile. "of course, silly!" she grinned, and continued finishing up, "how?"i asked, curious about how in gods name she could see me.

she laughed. "with my own two eyes, of course! how else are you suppose to?" i groaned. "i've hit a dead end. questioning an almost 10 year old robot will be, absolutely, and utterly useless." i sighed. i jumped off the counter, and headed to my room, but suddenly was hit with a large wave of dizzyness and pain. it felt much worse than before, my head aching veraciously. i stumbled, and layed myself against the wood wall. i huffed, and gasped for breath, as my airways began to close up. i gasped for air. my migraine grew like a large bubble, and it felt like it was going to pop. like my brain was going to explode.

except it didnt. the only thing that popped, was a distant memory that flashed against me.

i stumbled against an apocalyptic wasteland of the world. everything was either up in flames, or was slowly disintegrating into mere ash. i looked around me, smoke gathering up in the blackened sky. what in gods name happened? i came across a small newspaper, in a glass container. luckily it survived the blast. nothing special was written, but for keepsakes i shoved it in my school uniform. i walked around, scanning my surroundings. most of it was rubble, or dirt. lots of it.

i groaned, as the memory faded in the abyss. my aching migraine soon faded aswell, the pain receding from my head, and into the unknown. i rubbed my head. what was that?