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ϡ - Chapter TwentyTwo; Sweet dreams are not made of these [action/voice]

[ It begins with deep breathing as if someone is injured or being held down against their will. There is no light, there is no sound, only darkness and nothing more. There's a man who looks exactly like him, a mirror image, cutting and kicking a foot into his skin and side. He's bound to a chair eyes shutting from the unfamiliar presence of the sudden light.

"You're a fool. You should have joined me when you had the chance. Anyone would have if they were in your position. I thought being one in the same would have aided in your decision."

"We-we're not the same, nothing at all!" The other man's voice...his voice, is shaky uncertain afraid. "You treat them like they're nothing, just...just stock for you to use. They're more than just that."

"Are they? I couldn't hear over your half assed reply. Do you think they deserve anything after what they've done to you? After what you've sacrificed for them to gain something? You seem to want to give them a chance, and what do they deserve? What have they ever done for you? Ha! Oh, yes, I forgot they're like a poor representation of a marginally less broken family, correct? You've had your chance to tame them and you failed."

The bound version of himself looks away jaw clenching an audible shaky sigh escaping before he replies. "Be quiet! They-that's not true. I never wanted to do that in the first pl-place."

"With magic comes power, and with power comes control. You're pathetic, no wonder you lost everything." The meaner, darker version of Helios replies. He is nothing like the other a completely different man in all aspects of the word. He is not

"Stop it! You-you have no right to speak about her like that." A scream tears through the bound man's throat. And the man with the same face has a wicked almost sinister grin on it.

"Murderer." They were the same but they weren't they had the same name, the same face and powers, but they were not. It begins with darkness and it ends in darkness as the dream fades. ]

Like a doppelganger. No, it's not real. None of it's re-real.

[ You might hear a strangled almost hysteric mantra coming over the journal's Luceti. The dreams have been proving to be a formidable foe to Luceti Valley's headmaster. The constant reliving of a life that you were certain wasn't yours. And that...inner turmoil was now just rekindled. He didn't want to think about it...that other half that was brought out by the Third Party being so in control in his dream. A life that, had you truly lived out, you wouldn't know how you'd be able to go on like that. It was wrong, familiar, and yet wrong because he couldn't even see his family in any of them.

Careful not to awake anyone Helios will slip out of CH7 and begin his walk, where to? He doesn't know but he's definately not sleeping anymore tonight. He'll be taking a walk well into the morning before happening upon one of the beasties. They track him more closely because of his past meeting with Rem. He doesn't know that and he hates being put into this position. It's too familiar, too real. The journal eerily silent will now capture the growling of a beast and a humanistic sharp intake of breath. ]

What...what are they. Go...go away.

[ His voice gets a little sharper, more different than how it is usually. But the creature does not leave and every step forward it takes Helios backs away before he finds himself backed up against a tree. Cornered. ]

I said leave me alone.

[ The voice transmission will cut off abruptly as the beginnings of a scuffle is heard. And then there is the crackling sounds of electricity accompanied by agitated growls before a yelp and a loud bang breaks the unending silence. Should anyone be in the woods between CH4 and CH7 there is now a dead beast in the forest a little way inward. Helios on the other hand will have left and be found around the village and general area. ]

(( ooc: AU Helios has something along the lines of MPD thanks to Giles and his imprisonment by the Third party way back when. Basically it's an excuse to portray his Mirror!verse side only slightly more realistic. So if you don't want to meet his suppressed, meaner, side I suggest you steer clear. Also the thread with Giles is going to be the main thread where Helios is brought down. Anyone else is free to reply and interact with him though! Characters might get injured if you catch him at the moment unexpectedly. But in general he'll just be snippy and not so nice. ))

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[Oh, yeah. Helios has left the building.

Giles winces at the sound of that laugh, stopping dead in his tracks for a second as his heart skips several beats.

He was afraid of this.]

Good. I'm glad it wasn't too...bothersome. Not that most things are to you. [Not when you're like this.]

I've been t-taking footage of these things all day. D-Do you want to see any of it?

[He's babbling, and he's walking. And he is taking you in to see Paprika if he has to drag you, evil alter.]

It's rather dead, it won't be bothering anyone anymore. There's still so many running around though. [ He would never have killed something in his usual demeanor. ] Not nearly enough time... [ His mumbled statement isn't directed at anyone in general, but Giles' next statement gets his attention. ]

I don't need your footage. A bit too late for that. In person is always more helpful. [ A few bitter retorts. Helpful...like you ever are, Giles. You can try to take him in, he's going to put up a fight...it's been a long time since he's been out after all. ]

We could do this in person if you'd just tell me where you are, for God's sake.

[His voice is edged with frustration, now. Helpless, bitter, angry frustration. But he's still looking. And he will fight. He'll go easy, he'll probably get hurt, but he will fight.]

You don't need to kill them all. You don't need to be here at all.

And have you get rid of me again? Haha no you can come find me yourself. I did say I was in the woods, didn't I? You seem to have the knowledge brother, you can find me.

Don't tell me what I need and don't need to do. [ It's said in a harsh whisper. ] Don't forget you're the reason I exist at all. Stupid byproduct of your helplessness. I'll kill as many as I have to.

[ Because they frighten him and remind him of how easy it was to be cornered and put into a position where you can't exactly control the outcomes to. ]

You really think I'd...

[Stop it, Giles. Don't play on his terms. Don't encourage him.]

...I've never forgotten. I never will. And if that makes it my responsibility to put you away every time you show yourself...so be it.

You won't go far.

Good you should never be allowed to forget. And even if you try I'll always be there to make you remember. [ There's a smile on his face on his end. ]

I look forward to seeing you in person then.

No, you won't.

We'll make sure of that.

[And then that is the sound of Giles' journal being hurled violently against the nearest tree. The connection is forcibly broken. But he'll still be listening in later, checking on his brother in case this Helios takes it into his head to hurt someone.

...okay, he hates having to do this. But desperate times call for desperate measures. And, in this case, a quick trip to the item shop for the necessary materials.

It takes him far too long to set up the locator spell on some clear ground behind the shop, away from the prying eyes of villagers and beasts. Even so, eventually, a small point of green light goes spinning up into the air to hover before his eyes. Giles quickly and quietly gives it his instructions - it obeys by zooming off towards the trees again. He hurries after it.]

[ That spell will go deep into the forest past the downed beast in the forest nearest to CH7. It might find Helios hovering over another dead body, but better he take his anger out one these things than people right?

It gives this side of him some small satisfaction at least. If Giles catches up with his brother there will be blood dripping from his left arm where the most recent beast caught his arm with its claws. ]

[Giles is barely a few seconds behind the flickering green light. That means Helios will have a few seconds warning that he's coming, but it also means that Giles will catch up with his brother.

He stops, bracing one arm against a tree and joining Helios in surveying the dead monster. He's not surprised. He's not...entirely surprised when he looks over at Helios properly and sees the blood staining the grass. But even so, a strange expression flickers over Giles' face at the sight. He looks almost sick, pained, sad. Guilty.

Which is stupid. Some of the spells Helios uses even in his normal state require blood. Giles knows this, although he's never liked it. Which is why the first words out of his mouth are this.]

...I hope that was this thing's doing. [Referring very obviously to the blood. He seems...almost horrifically transfixed by the sight of Helios' blood.]

[ He catches that light knowing exactly what it means. An audible annoyed sigh and a slight shrug of his shoulders as he hears Giles' question. Helios will turn looking at the other with a slightly twisted smile. He enjoys seeing Giles with those expressions...at least this side of him does. ] It proved to be rather formidable not nearly enough.

[ He doesn't pay his arm any heed though as he fully turns towards Giles. His right hand goes to his temple, rubbing it as he glares at Giles. ] So now what, are you going to tie me up and take me to our sister? So I can talk about my problems and everyone can go back to being blissfully unaware and happy?

...I don't want to tie you up.

And I'd like for Helios to be aware.

[ Just some crackling electricity from his palm to fill that silence. ] Hm. Maybe he already is. But being aware can so such odd things to you.

Maybe he already is.

I doubt it. He wouldn't have let you kill these creatures.

Maybe. You know as well as I when we were in that facility being tortured he created me so I could do everything he could not. Feeble minded pacifist.

[ He just gives the beast behind him an abhorrent look. ] Nothing to be done about it now.

[And they both know that, in a twisted way, Giles owes his own survival to this Helios' creation. That they truly wouldn't have been able to escape if Helios hadn't stepped aside and let this man take the reigns.

It makes fighting him harder than it should be.]

I know.

But that was a long time ago. And you serve no purpose anymore.

Apparently we disagree in that regard. [ He will begin to pace it's a common action this and the other Helios share. Something of a shared trait that has transitioned through their respective personas. ]

Because here I am, again.

I don't actually care whether you agree or not.

If you care at all about Helios...and I know you have to, since you still exist at all...you won't make me take him to Paprika by force.

[Because he did pick up a coil of rope at the item shop. Along with a long, simple strip of black cloth meant to serve as a blindfold. Giles folds his arms tightly across his chest and says in little more than a whisper:]

I don't want to hurt him.

I care, of course I care. But I don't want to leave just yet.

[ There might be a small burst of fire that erupts beside Giles. Helios staring at the spot where it occurs before looking back at Giles. It's been so long since he's had this freedom just a little while longer, it's too soon. ]

[Giles doesn't flinch.]

So be it.

[Darting forward now, driving an elbow in at Helios' solarplexus.]

Damn it! [ It's said in a breathless whisper as practically all the air is forced out of his lungs. That hurts and Helios is driven back jaw clenched tightly shut. Giles might feel the air around them go stagnate and then a burst of wind will hit into him. And like a vacuum it'll suck out all the air around him while forcefully pushing him away.

Helios will be coughing trying to right himself, taking deep gulps of air as he does so. ]

[Giles braces his feet against the ground - flashing back to the tournament as he does so, the quick thinking brought about by dangerous terrain, the need to react. His eyes flash briefly black and a word in Latin ends the spell early.

He's left staggering from the force of the spell, his ears ringing, but he's on Helios a second later, grabbing at his wrist and elbow to try and wrench his arm behind his back.]

((ooc: So...does Robert need a voice post rescue now?))

[ Giles no doubt has more physical strength than Helios does. He's always known that so when his brother grabs his wrist and twists his arm he can't help but let out a small cry of pain. He might stumble forward the ground around the two of them twisting and cracking but no projectiles are formed. Something, an inner conflict, is causing this Helios to hesitant. Like the sanity from the other half in holding him back trying to protect Giles at all costs. ] Arg! You-!

[ Just an angry sigh as Helios tries to wrench his arm away even if it means doing physical harm to himself. He hates contact especially on his arms and wrist. There's a loud crack as a stray bolt of lightning hits the tree branch overhead. ] Let go.

No.

And if you don't stop thrashing around, this is going to get worse for both of us.

[His voice is quiet, and calm, despite the effort he's having to exert to hold Helios in place. As it is, he'll wrap his other arm around Helios' chest in an attempt to hold his upper body in place.

But the next step if Helios doesn't stop is to restrain the other arm, the step after that is to pin him against a tree, then to tie him up, and then finally to blindfold him if all else fails.

All of which will, he knows, probably drive both sides of his brother mad with fear. It won't be the first time he's had to take such steps. But he's always, always hoped it would be the last.]

Please, just come with me.

[ Sharp intake of breath. Can you feel his heart pounding rather fast in his chest, Giles? That's the fear overtaking the both of them. He hates it hates it, hates it, hates it. He might struggle a little more but he knows the deal, he's been through it before sadly enough. He knows why the rope and the blind fold is lying there and it drives him mad that it might be used. ] Damn it. I hate you.

[ It's almost half whimpered and not even half as menacing as he wanted it to be because this contact is maddening. He doesn't mean if only partially he still wants to fight and run. But it's Giles, it's his brother and no amount of hatred could possible force him to hurt the person now restraining him. ]

I know.

...you have every right to. [Both of you do. He can feel the fear overtaking Helios in every line of his brother's body, and in his mind he hears Helios' voice, words that he never said but did, in another dream.

"At least it wasn't someone you knew. Like your brother."

He doesn't want to use the rope. But he's danced this dance too many times, and so he does, binding Helios' wrists behind his back.

His hands don't shake as he does so, and he hates himself for that. He wants to apologize again, and he knows it won't do any good because he'll just cry, and so he doesn't. He hates himself for that, too.]

We're going home.

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