Forever With You

Chapter 5 - Past:

"And... what about... the sickened feeling... running in my veins...?"

"Well... You'll just have to deal with it."

Chapter 5 - Past:

By now, I had gone through the lives of 12 different people. 12 innocent and undeserving people. It's getting into later times now. The medieval era, maybe? I don't know. All I know is that guns have been invented now.

The next pair of people were dressed in complete black, faces smudged with a black dust and both of them smiling at me. I glanced around, but saw no item in front of them. I met the eyes of the man that was supposedly me from what I'm beginning to gather, and he simply glanced to his partner. I looked to him as well. His partner held out a pistol. I took it without hesitation, my mind beginning to race. Why a pistol? What happened?

I was brought back to the lonely room where I peered into the past, seeing both of them, getting dressed in the black outfit. Images began to flash, summing up their childhoods and why they were what they were today. They got ready and left their shared house, silent and blending with the dark, eerie night. They jumped on the rooftops, flash and quick to dash away from any light, but no, they were no thieves. Much worse.

They found their target, breaking into his house while not creating a sound, silently surrounding him as Jackson, as the summary had proclaimed, pulled out the gun he handed me, Mack, as the summary had once again proclaimed, placed a pillow over the man's head. Jackson pushed the gun against where his temple would be and shot. Feathers flew around the room as the man died in his sleep, not feeling a thing. They looked at each other, and then left, not leaving any trace, seeing as their entire bodies were covered. Hands, head, feet, even their hair was pulled back tightly and hidden behind a hat. They got back to their apartment, stripped of their 'uniforms', hid them well, and went to bed.

The next morning they were woken by Jackson's girlfriend Patricia. She made them breakfast, and Jackson treated her so well, loved her so much. Mack's heart couldn't bring himself to say anything. He loved Jackson, as all of my duplicates do. But what through me off about these people was the fact that Jackson liked Mack too. Neither had the guts to tell the other. The next night, they killed another person. The process repeated over, and over again.

But certain people were catching on to them.

There was a group out there determined to stop these 'random killings' and bring justice to the ones responsible. Funny, the fact that Jackson and Mack were a part of that group. All just a way to lead them off their own tracks. Cover more ground where they may have fucked up, per say. But some of the other members were beginning to feel suspicious about them, despite the fact they've been big assets to the group of justice seekers. But they had no proof or evidence, so what could they do to start investigating Mack and Jackson? Nothing.

Mack and Jackson were hired to kill random people, people they didn't know. Then, they were ordered to kill Victor, one of the members of the group that was looking for them. They didn't even hesitate. Victor was the one that kept proposing they weren't to be trusted. Once he was gone, they'd basically control the group. So they killed him like all the others. In his sleep, at his own home, exactly at midnight.

It was the biggest mistake they could have ever made. They may have been professionals, but everyone fucks up from time to time, right? Victor's death put the other members at a distance from Mack and Jackson. They lost the other member's trust. They really thought that Mack and Jackson were liable suspects now. So, Peter, Robert, Rylan, and Larry all started to watch them closely. Mack and Jackson could sense the tension from each of the other members, but acted like nothing was wrong, they acted furious and driven to find the killers. I mean, the killers did kill one of their 'best friends'.