 
                    In the Hands of Time, Chapter 3
 
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 		   			In the Hands of Time
 			Intro
 			Chapter 1
 			Chapter 2
 			Chapter 3
 		   		   
_*In the Hands of Time *_

_*by Quatro Gnome*__ _

_Chapter 3:  __Shadows Falling_
 
 
 
Jon could feel that floating feeling he felt the last time he saw Lynn.
He was in the Dreamscape again, but the darkness he saw around him
wasn‘t here before. The darkness snaked around his body whispering to
him.
 
 
 
"What are you doing in my dreamscape? Why can't I banish you? What do
you want?" the beads of sweat form on his brow, the darkness moves in
closer, nad Jon's stomach begins to sour as he is boxed in. His fear of
enclosed areas takes hold and he lashes out with all his might at the
dark serpent. He feels the darkness squeeze the light from him and a
chill runs the length of his spine while the darkness shudders with
laughter.
 
 
 
*Can you feel your power growing inside you again? We are a part of
you, Jon. We have been given back to you. Embrace us and we will lead
you to Lynn. WE have the power to take you to her now. Embrace us Jon
and we can give you all the power you will ever need. WE could do
anything. Even bring your parents back to you. They left you here
because they didn’t want you there. YOU weren’t needed and you know
that inside, don’t you?*
 
* *
 
**“My parents left me here for my safety. You can’t bring back my
parents, it wouldn‘t be safe for anyone. They are needed on the other
side. I don’t care how much I miss them they have to stay there. YOu
don't have the power to get me there anyways. Lynn told me that no one
but me has the power. Why should I trust you?" Jon tries desperately to
remember how to freeze time but fails more horribly each time.
 
 
 
*Do you want to see them now? WE can take you there. WE can lead you to
your parents. Just let us guide your powers to their peak and we shall
take you to your parents.*
 
* *
 
**“No. I won't believe that Lynn would lie to me. You can't take me to
my parents and you know it. I won't believe your damn lies. Why should
I trust you? Who are you?” 

*You are not ready for the answers you seek or you would already know.
WHy must you ask so many questions. Who are you? why are you in my
mindscape? why can't I freeze you? IF it wasn't for the fact that this
is YOUR dreamscape I would beat you for being a whiny little BITCH.
*The shadows slowly swirled in front of his eyes shifting pulsating
with luaghter as he takes one form then another. It slowly shifts to
the form of his father but fades away. 

 
 
*You are not ready to see our true form, but you have seen part of our
root. We will guide your powers one way or another Jon. You should just
let us in. trust us You will not regret it. WE can get Lynn back for
you and your parents jsut say you want us to guide you.*
 
* *
 
**“I am getting tired of this shit! I AM NOT a whiny Bitch! This is my
mind! Show yourself. right. the. fuck. NOW!” The light burst form his
skin burning the dark, stealing away the shadows. Left there in its
place was a sight that Jon wasn’t prepared for, much less one he would
admit to.
 
 
 
*WE are a part of you. Are you ready to face us? Can you see the world
the same without us? I will see the world the same without you. You
have one chance to see. You may accept us and join your parents now or
we can go our separate ways and you can do it on your own. Make your
decision.*
 
* *
 
*“*I want you gone! Out of my head, and out of this dreamscape, BE
GONE."
 
 
 
*We will have our say, jonny.We won't be gone forever.*
 
 
 
***
 
 
 
Jon’s head lifted off the pillow and he looked around not recognizing
anything he saw. It had been right he knew nothing that he now saw. But
there was one thing that stuck out to him as being odd. The picture
laying face down on the nightstand glowed in the now drained room. It
was the one thing he knew. It had been a picture of Lynn but was now
twisted and covered in darkness so consuming it was cloaked into
brilliance.
 
 
 
Lynn no longer looked as he remembered her she had two looks a side
that looked almost like he remembered but as she said she wanted to be
a smaller nose and perfect teeth instead of the slight gap she had in
the front. She had the sparkling blue ice eyes, the single dimple and
it was framed by the red hair that blazed with the fire of the heavens.
It was as she always wanted to be, it must have been her angelic half.
 
Her second image was darker than the first, just as attractive but hurt
his eyes to look at. It was the same blue eyes, but a deeper shade. A
more hypnotic gaze you would never find in a picture. Her hair more
subdued, the teeth slightly imperfect, and the second dimple on her
right cheek. He stared at the picture until his vision blurred and his
eyes crossed. The pictures fused into a single picture making her as he
remembered.
 
“Jon are you awake, honey?” The spirit that he had shared the bed with
the past two nights walked into his room to check on him. He was still
recovering from his escapades two nights earlier, as was she. It had
been had on her to be ripped form time but what she was starting to
feel as she got closer to the bed pale in comparison. The light begin
to pour from his skin as she got closer. 

She fell as soon as the light hit her. The patches of skins where it
touched was sizzling. Jon screamed as he watched her spasm on the floor
from the pain he was inflicting on her. Her screams tangled in his
splitting his ears with the agony. The light subsided as he wrapped
himself in blanket after blanket trying to protect her.
 
*Mom are you okay? speak to me. come on mom tell me you are alright,
Please tell me you are okay?*
 
**“It burns. Your light hurts so much. Why did you turn it on me like
that? What did I do to...?” she passed out in front of him. The
strength drained from her face, the eyes sunk in, and that sickly
yellow color that the dead take as they are left out for the final
goodbyes. It had been her final goodbye, and he knew he had to change
it somehow.
 
“NO! Mom wake up! Wake up, Dammit! Come on. Don’t die on me. Please
don’t die on me. please?” Jon broke down lying there next to her he
curls up into the fetal position the tears pooling in her hair. He
cried until he was out of tears, cried until he couldn’t close his
eyes, and he still cried and cried and cried until he was no longer
awake and still he cried.
 
**He awoke six hours later far from where he went to sleep. His Room
had never looked so sterile before as the fuzz before his eyes faded
and the sandpaper that was his eyes slowly blinked. He had killed his
mother. He was responsible for the death of a human being. It was no
longer a fight he could win and he now knew it. The shadow had won and
the hellfire burned from his eyes. and the dark smile gleamed.
 		   	 


