Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2012 17:50:49 GMT -5
"You don't remember him at all." My voice was flat, I could feel the anger surge, but it broke against thin walls spanned between glass threads. "And without him. You don't remember any of the good things that have happened since him."
My mind acted on its own. SLipped in between the cracks in Namine's armor. Encountered a wall, a barrier of silver, a reflective mirror that flowed like water but was as strong as steel. I reached out, tried to touch it but it slid and slipped from my grasp. It blocked off ninety percent of Namine's memory, hid it from both her and I. And I felt something dark lurking around the edges, a shadow that wasn't any color.
I felt the anger well up, lash against that crystalline barrier, ready to smash through and destroy this silver mirror, but....
No.
That voice again. The one that was me, but wasn't.
I can't do that. I can't break out yet. I need to be me for just a while longer.
It was talking to me, but it felt like I was talking to myself.
But I can help her, if I'll let me show me how.
Please...!
There's only a few things we can do. And I'm the way in.
What...?
Come on, Neku. You can do this. Remember, the only thing she remembers is Neku.
So... that means....
I searched out the memories of me. The ones that were incomplete. I found what she needed to remember. The direct memories of HIM were too strongly off-limits. But the things that came from that.... school. Art. The murals on Urbadelphia walls. Her time with me. Those things, I could break through to, simply by my presence there. With just a touch of green fire.
That part of me wouldn't let me leave her mind until it was done. I hated Angel the most, but... I couldn't forgive whoever had done this even more.
Pain is part of what makes us who we are.
That belief was at my very core.
I felt my eyes blink open, withdrawn from Namine. I had helped make it as painless as possible...
My mind acted on its own. SLipped in between the cracks in Namine's armor. Encountered a wall, a barrier of silver, a reflective mirror that flowed like water but was as strong as steel. I reached out, tried to touch it but it slid and slipped from my grasp. It blocked off ninety percent of Namine's memory, hid it from both her and I. And I felt something dark lurking around the edges, a shadow that wasn't any color.
I felt the anger well up, lash against that crystalline barrier, ready to smash through and destroy this silver mirror, but....
No.
That voice again. The one that was me, but wasn't.
I can't do that. I can't break out yet. I need to be me for just a while longer.
It was talking to me, but it felt like I was talking to myself.
But I can help her, if I'll let me show me how.
Please...!
There's only a few things we can do. And I'm the way in.
What...?
Come on, Neku. You can do this. Remember, the only thing she remembers is Neku.
So... that means....
I searched out the memories of me. The ones that were incomplete. I found what she needed to remember. The direct memories of HIM were too strongly off-limits. But the things that came from that.... school. Art. The murals on Urbadelphia walls. Her time with me. Those things, I could break through to, simply by my presence there. With just a touch of green fire.
That part of me wouldn't let me leave her mind until it was done. I hated Angel the most, but... I couldn't forgive whoever had done this even more.
Pain is part of what makes us who we are.
That belief was at my very core.
I felt my eyes blink open, withdrawn from Namine. I had helped make it as painless as possible...
