Prideful

2.6

Word count: 684

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Virgil was sitting alone on the guest bed, the rain made a loud noise when it hit the windows. It had be several days since he'd escaped and the rain hadn't stopped, Remus explained that it was probably because Roman was sad. On an even worse note no one had any idea on how to free Roman. He was starting to worry they wouldn't. Tim would reassure him in the mornings that everything would be figure it out today, but then they'd dissapear for the rest of the day. Virgil was starting to think they were growing apart, no matter how stupid that was.

Virgil flopped back on his bed with a huff. Everyone was already asleep so he was basically alone. He tried blowing the hair of his over grown bangs out of his face. It didn't work as they just fell back in front of his eyes. If Thomas didn't get a hair cut soon he wasn't going to be able to see a thing. Then again, he was the reason Thomas was procrastinating booking the appointment, because social interaction is scary.

His downward spiral of thoughts were interupted by a gust of wind blowing at him. Since he was indoors, and the windows were painted shut, he knew exactly what that was, “Good middle of the night Tim.”

“Same to you,” Tim materialized in front of Virgil, and sat down on the bed, “So I've been kind of distant with you for the passed few days...”

“Oh I hadn't noticed”

Tim severely doubted that but kept talking, “I've been gathering mine, and other people's memories so I can best explain who I am to you.” That got Virgil's attention and he sat up.

“Its a bit complicated-”

“I get that- but please explain because your build up is scaring me.”

“Alright, well the most upfront way I can put it is, I'm you- or your me, still not sure which one-”

Virgil was confused, “How does that work?”

“Well- when I d*ed Thomas needed a new side, and so he basically made me again, but because he didn't really need curiousity anymore he got fear, and you know- that reminds me a lot of the curiosity killed the cat thing and-”

“You're getting side tracked-”

“Oh right- well then you formed and years went by and I was stuck a ghost, and I don't know how to pass on. So do you want the long story still?”

“Well now I want to know-”

“From my memory Damion used to be apathy, but I'm not so sure anymore, when I formed he was already 'friends' with everyone, we never really became 'friends' but we weren't enemies back then either. Then Creativity made Remy, and we really hit it off- we were really good friends. But then there was the fight and Janus was forced out if the mindscape. I'd never gotten to talk with him before then, but I thought it was unfair that he was kicked out, so I went with him. The first few months on our own were fun but hard. Then Remy showed up- but he was different he started convincing me to do things that changed me. I started changing with everything he told me, he said that someone had big plans for me. Looking back I know it wasn't actually Remy, but back then I trusted him and didn't know how dangerous Damion was... Then I couldn't take it anymore. My years as a ghost passed quickly, then I decided to actually do something and that's when I talked to you for the first time...” Tim looked at Virgil.

“If I could hug you I could-” Tim giggled.

Virgil and Tim held a gaze as the rain hit violently against the window, “If you don't mind me asking what changes did you get...?”

“I basically took a 'medicine' that made me a powerful k*lling machine, then I'd train to control it no matter how much pain I was in.”

Virgil looked out the window thinking, “I might have an idea for how we save Roman-”