Chapter 15A Chapter by MAMattersMedium: The Origins finds a young man setting out to avenge the death of a beloved family member and to recover forgotten memories, only to find himself with a new case and a unknown assailant on him.Chapter 15
So,
this is my past. There is nothing good about me to begin with. But after
recalling the past, it makes sense why Wallace was the only person living with
me who didn’t seem to pay attention to anything. He was more worried about
life. About our lives. And I didn’t see it. Even after my amnesia, I didn’t see
it. It was during my investigation up to this point I realize my past had more
to tell me than just my memory. I’ve had multiple near death experiences and I
didn’t see it coming, yet I still live. But this time I am almost close to
death than ever before and I’m crossing through the boundaries of danger just
for the sake of my investigation. I’m going to get myself killed for sure, yet
I still can’t stop myself from continuing. I know it’s chasing after me, and it
won’t go away until the curse is banished for good. Looks like this journey is
going to end on either side of the coin. I either win or I lose. I get up to leave the
school, but despite my resolve, I still can’t get the image of my past off of
me. It’s like I can still see people dancing. Wait a minute! As I blink a
couple of times, I realize I am seeing people dancing. This was the graduation
dance! I look down, and I wasn’t even dressed in a suit, I was still wearing
black hard pants and a black leather jacket. Did I somehow travel back in time?
I begin to feel a headache. This doesn’t make any sense. I spent my time
reading through the yearbook and I’m somehow back in my past, literally.
Suddenly, when I look up, the atmosphere has changed. Everything is empty
inside the gym, but it had lights. I’m still trapped in the past somehow. I face forward and I see Hayley, Buck, Omar, and Kelly. All four of them are glaring at me for some reason. I just gazed in total shock. Why the hell are
they looking at me like that? The group walk slowly towards me. “We’ve put up with you
long enough, it’s time we let you go!” Hayley said. “You’ve been harassing my
girl when she clearly doesn’t like you. It’s time you understand that!” Buck
said. I remember Hayley telling
me off, but I don’t remember the group telling me off in a threat like manner.
Something tells me this isn’t the part where we really separate, so I get into
stance. I repeatedly block attacks and deliver them myself. I restrain and put
down each one, and within seconds I’ve subdued the whole group. I was still
confused what was happening, but I can’t stand around wondering about it. I
might have more people out to kill me. So I make a run for it to reach the
front doors. As I was running, I realize something. Illusion. This must be an
illusion, one that’s controlled by the curse. What if carrying the curse with
me through my life allows it to manipulate the timeline and events based on my
personal history? As I was sprinting towards the front entrance of the school,
I have another run in with another one person. This is most likely the person
from my past. I look closely, and I find a sight that’s traumatizing to even
think about. I’m pitting myself up against him. “I looked after you long
and hard to keep you safe? Why did you have to bring it with you!? JUST WHY!?” So you would pit me up
against him. Why would you do that? Once I’m done here, I will come for you. I try to fight, but I
just can’t land a hit. I keep thinking there’s got to be another way to break
the illusion without fighting Wallace. Maybe I can’t escape this illusion with
alternatives. No matter how reluctant I am to do this, I push myself to battle
against my own brother, and put him down. After that was done, the atmosphere
changes. I was back in the present. So the curse can create
and manipulate illusions based on the curses’ history. Since I carry the curse
with me from birth, my past becomes its past, and its history becomes mine as
well. No matter though, my next goal is clear to me, and I walk to achieve that
goal once and for all. © 2015 MAMattersAuthor's Note
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