Questionable Identity

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"So, What do you think the world should be like? I don't think this idea that blue leader has is going to work. You can't just control people under one government. Everyone is too diverse to do that. Don't you think?"

I sighed laying next to my beautiful girlfriend that always supported me in all I'd done. She made me think of the hard questions that I wasn't always too happy to answer, "Well, If I'm being honest? The world should be free. Not free to kill or free to do evil but free to live. Free to expand and grow in the most amazing ways possible. The blue leader is too corrupted to do anything like that. It'll be chaos if he's not destroyed. That's why we're here, in the rebellion."

She smiled and cuddled closer to me as I held her perfectly in my arms. It was strange to me that almost everyone had seemed to double and those they were close to swapped personalities but me and my girlfriend, Sila? We were the only two like us. Perhaps in whatever world merged with ours we didn't exist.

"You're awfully strong and you seem to think like a man of power. Do you ever wonder where you come from?"

Sila looked at me with curiosity and I tensed up at the question, "Sometimes, I do. Part of me wants to meet my parents one day, my biological ones. I'm afraid at the same time though. I was told that my mother at least was an amazing person. They never really met my father. It all feels strange to me though, if my mother really was an amazing person why would she just- give me away? I get she was probably young but- I can't help but think about how badly I'd want to keep my child if I ever had them. I'd fight tooth and nail until I got them back!" I growled and pulled Sila closer to me protecting her in my arms, "What if they weren't the people I was told they were? They never tried to find me. Why should I try to find them? I want to but... I can't imagine what I'd say. They aren't who raised me. How can you call someone family if you don't even know them?"

"Well, if you ever did consider looking for them I would be happy to stay with you. Even if they aren't the best of people, at least you'd know where you came from and how your life changed."

Sila ran her hands along my chest and looked into my eyes staring at them with the same amazement as when we first met. One is blue as could be and the other? Well, let's just say the whole thing is pitch black and seemed to be from some horror film. When we were younger she said it was beautiful and made me one of a kind. Sila had been there ever since I could remember. I'm only 18 but I think I've decided that no matter how this war plays out I'm never letting her go.

"Yeah... I guess so?" I sighed and nuzzled into her neck taking in every inch of her I could. A purr of happiness hummed in my chest as I soaked up her company, "Darling?"

"Yes?"

"If, the world was to go in flames, would you like to be together... Like this? You know, until the world ends?" I buried my face in her shoulder and hummed happily as her hands ran through my hair gently pushing back the horn like tuffs only to have them pop back up in their previous place.

"I would love that. If you're asking me to marry you though, not yet. We have to get a few things settled first. Some of it you may not want to hear."

"Oh? And what would that be Love? If it took the world to marry you I'd figure out a way to make it possible." Sila giggled as I placed quick kisses all across her skin wishing she'd allow more than just simple kisses and innocent cuddle sessions like this. Not that I didn't enjoy our time together, I just wished we could move forward in our love life. I want to jump ahead but I know she wants to be calm and safe when it comes to this. I respect that about her. It makes her even more tempting as time passes.

"I want you to know who your family is. Even if it means we have to wait... I want it to happen."

I looked at her and sighed sadly tracing the curve of her hips and brushing my finger tips along her thigh, "And what if I never find them?"

"That's a story for another time. I have a feeling we'll find them. I just know it. Somehow. After all your mother at least gave you your name. One or both of them it doesn't matter I just want you to know something about your history." Sila kissed my lips and smiled before departing from me walking to the door of my room, "history is something that's amazing and can change us all in one way or another. Find me childish or silly but, I feel something about you is going to make the books children learn from in school a completely new era. You're special Torm. In more ways than one."

Yeah... I guess you could say that. I looked down as she left my room and turned from the door almost closing my eyes before a buzzing sound came from an urgent med call. I groaned opening the call and looked through the screen, "Hey Pops... What do you need?"

"You need to come to the Medic area immediately. I think there's something you should know." Papa looked at me with a serious expression and I sighed reluctantly getting out of bed.

"Alright, I'll be a moment. Tell Dad hi for me. I shouldn't be long."

He sighed over the video call and shook his head as he sipped from a Pepsi, "You can tell her yourself... See you when you get here." He hung up on me and I couldn't help but wonder what the hell he meant. Tell Her? Perhaps I misheard him. Oh well, I'll figure out what it is when I get down there.

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