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Trinity
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I focused on the images again, trying my best to ignore the annoying presence of the other me. You know, I truly hope that I am nowhere near as annoying as she is. If I were, I would not blame everyone that knew me for secretly hating me. Because right now, I was hating that other me.
I was watching as I ran across the battlefield after Shawn had been hurt. I was running to check on him, and Reece, having seen me running away, started to follow me. Reece, however, he had to tread carefully since I had left behind a trail of ice. I also looked different, something that I had never known about until now.
As I focused on myself on the screen, I saw that my eyes were more white than usual and spinning like they were cameras zooming in and out of focus. Was that how my eyes looked when I saw things that were far away? That was kind of cool.
Not only were my eyes different, so was my body. I was covered in a thin layer of ice, and I was giving off a sapphire blue glow. Huh! No wonder I was leaving behind ice when I ran, I was covered in a magical layer of it as well.
While I was running off to find Shawn and to make sure that he was OK, I was enveloped in that purple fog that was Edmond's calling card. It swirled around me, and I remembered that it even went in through my mouth and nose. It was filling me up and made it so that I couldn't move or draw a breath. It was horrible, and tasted disgusting as well.
The fog swirled me to another place. Somewhere that looked like the battlefield that I had just been on, but it was now completely devoid of color and people.
"WAIT A MINUTE!" I shouted and leapt to my feet with a sudden thought. "Is that place the same as this place? Was I already here once before?" I started to try and remember if Edmond had said where we were, but I couldn't remember it at all. His words were all a jumbled mess from that time.
"Indeed, you were here. Or close to here at least. That place and this place are both part of the underworld. The one you visited on that day was the closest to the surface. It is the place that souls go when they leave their bodies. Only, that time, you were taken there physically and not metaphysically as you are now. That place is just the start of the underworld's many layers."
"OK, and what part am I in now? Where am I in the underworld's many layers?"
"You are in the realm of self-reflection. This is where people come to terms with their sins and learn their fate. You are not dead, so it is not your fate that you seek, but a way out."
"Great. So that is why I am not allowed out of here." I sighed and sat back down, it was the only thing that I could do.
"Exactly. Now you are starting to understand." The other me smiled and gave me a look that was, at least I think it was, supposed to be reassuring.
"You could have explained all of these things to me sooner you know. That would have made all of this a lot easier on both of us."
"But where is the fun in that?" That stupid, creepy, evil grin of hers didn't look good on my face. I just wanted to smack it off of it right away.
"Whatever, let's continue."
The images on the screen started to move again. I saw myself looking around the clearing until Edmond showed up.
"Hello there, daughter of mine." I heard Edmond's voice from behind me. I whipped around to face him with anger in my eyes.
"You." I growled at him through my clenched teeth.
"And here I thought you would be happy to have a nice family reunion with your dear old daddy."
"Don't ever fucking call yourself my dad, father, or daddy. I only have one dad and his name is Wesley."
"I hate to break it to you little girl, but I am your father, and there is no other one but me."
"You're a fucking sperm donor that kidnapped my mother and ruined her life. Then you tried to kill me as well. That makes you anything but my family, you son of a bitch."
"As if you know anything about your grandparents." He scoffed.
"When did you kill your mother, Edmond?" I asked him, unable to bite my tongue on that one.
"See, you are my child. You know me so well already. Yes, we both murdered our mothers. Your existence took everything from your mother and drove her to suicide. And me, well, I took my mother's life personally, hers and dear old dad's. I needed their life force to strengthen my magic and to create my coven. Let's see, they died a little over three hundred years ago now." He chuckled to himself.
"You're a fuckin monster."
"You haven't heard the worst of it." He chuckled to himself. "I was the leading force behind the Salem Witch Trials. I was the one who planted it all in the minds of the humans. I told them about the existence of my kind, I showed them my parents as they were practicing their magic. From there it all just took off like wildfire. It was quite fun really."
"You let all those people kill your parents?" I gasped.
"No, weren't you listening? I killed them myself. I used the hatred of the humans to fuel the witch hunts. My parents were the first to be killed in the trials, and I myself set them on fire. Of course, I had cast a spell ahead of time and was prepared to take their power into me. The sorrow in the heart of my parents, and the hatred from the humans, those delicious emotions blended together to make quite the astounding boost to my power."
"I take back what I said before."
"What's that sweetheart?"
"You're not a monster."
"See, all yo-." He began before I cut him off.
"You're a fucking psychopathic murdering asshole."
"You will talk to me with respect." He glowered at me.
"Really? Or what?" I demanded of him.
"You will live a shorter life." He laughed at me.
"You're already planning to kill me anyway."
"Yes, but I wanted to have a nice chat first. Keep acting like that, and I will just kill you now."
"Oh no, heaven forbid it, I cannot have that happening, now can I?"
"Don't press your luck, you little bitch. I'm trying to be generous. I thought you would like an explanation before you died. But you can just die now, being as ignorant as you are. If you're content dying ignorant, then so be it; I won't stop you."
"What makes you think I am ignorant of anything?" I yelled at him. "What makes you act all high and mighty, thinking you're better than me? Why do you think I do not know anything about you or your people?"
"Foolish little girl, where would you have learned about it all?" He looked at me with his eerily light-colored eyes and smirked. "I destroyed the Aerie Convento the day you arrived, taking that unborn abomination with it."
"Abomination? Abomination? That abomination was my baby, your grandchild. It would have had warlock blood coursing through it."
"Yes, but it was too tainted with beast men to be usable to me. I didn't know about, or intend to kill it, but it was an added bonus."
"You bastard. You heartless, demonic bastard." I was shaking from my anger. I was ready to kill him.
"Wait a minute. You didn't show me the battle at the Aerie Convento. Why was that? Was it not enough of a sin of mine? Did losing my baby not count for this whole self-reflection thing of yours?"
"You were the one to suffer the most from that. There was no need to make you reflect on that day because you have already done so.." The other me seemed to be employing rules that made absolutely no sense to me right now.
