Jack's POV
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“Hey sweetie, when did you get home last night?” Mom says in an obviously fake calm tone, which told Zoey all she needed to know that this isn’t going to end well. Mom was wearing a button up purple shirt, her and Zoey's favorite color. She was also wearing light blue jeans and black flip flops. Zoey was about to answer but…I beat her to the punch.
“1:30 in the morning, I was going to the bathroom and saw her come in." I say with that stupid sweet tone I used to use. She was already agitated so that was the tipping point.
“YOU PEACE OF SH-!” She started to yell before reeling back in pain as the loud noise makes her head hurt. Mom takes notice and drops the act.
“Are you hungover?” She seethes, Zoey looks conflicted for a moment, then nods. As mom lectures Zoey, which takes about a half hour, I smirk, imagining the 'fun' I could do (why couldn't I have just thrown her a bone, just that one time?). After she’s done lecturing Zoey about how dangerous drinking was, though we both know Zoey wasn't listening. I *sigh*…decided to see how far I could push her.
“HEY ZOEY!” I scream, much to her agony.
“What?” She asked with a glare so cold it could freeze fire, I powered through and continued.
“How’s your boyfriend?” I asked in a fake curious tone, I knew about her break up with that scumbag.
“We aren’t dating anymore, remember? I’ve got better things to do then deal with that jerk.” She says in a forcefully calm voice.
“That’s a shame, but HEY, at least you don’t have to deal with him anymore.” I say with a stupid smirk. ‘I wish I knew back then just how much that hurt her, maybe I'd have been sympathetic enough to not yell.'
“Can you not yell? Kinda have a migraine here.” She groans, mom huffs at that.
“Well maybe that will teach you not to drink. God knows how much trouble you’ve gotten in because of it.” Mom says with a frown. Then comes the worst part, the last sentence my dumbass got to say to her.
Well I’m sure you’ll find someone else to enter your temple.” I quietly say, just loud enough for her to hear. While searching the internet for things related to DDLC, we came across a skit with Monika and Natsuki, it wasn't exactly nice.
“You know what? Fuck you, you little gremlin! I’m leaving.” She snapped, going to the front door.
“And where do you think your going missy?” Mom asked, just as upset as she was earlier.
“Out, that brat can eat a dick.” Zoey answered, not stopping.
“Jees , sor-“ She interrupted me with a “shut up”, and I watch her go out that door, unaware that that would be the last time I'd ever see her again.
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I sigh as I get up from bed, the same memory from 12 years ago haunting my dreams (more like nightmares). It was the memory of my last interaction with my…big sister. Getting dressed, I walk downstairs.
“Morning Mom.” I greeted her.
“Morning sweetheart.” She said back. She smiles, but there’s a tinge of sadness in her eyes. Zoey’s disappearance did a number on her. There’s not a second that she doesn't blame herself for it. “I should have went after her” she’d state, “what kind of mother let’s her hungover daughter storm out the house by herself” she’d question. It was always heartbreaking to see her like this. "Today's the day of the weird red moon phenomenon."
"I know…." I say. Every three years, the moon would turn crimson red. Some people would even call it the "Blood Moon", it started the same day Zoey disappeared. Mom would even joke that it was Zoey's rage given form, and knowing Zoey, I wouldn't be surprised if that was actually the case. After eating breakfast, I started to head into the living room.
"Jack…I'll be out pretty late today, so don't wait up for me." She tells me with a smile, but I see right through it. Whenever she says she'll be out late, it means she'll be searching the last place Zoey was seen before she went missing to try to find any leads. I wanted to tell her it would be pointless, that and 'leads' she'd find would be long cold after all this time, but I couldn't. Despite all her arguments, it wasn't her fault that Zoey left, it was mine. At the end of the day, I'm the one who pushed her enough to storm out, this is my fault alone.
"…Ok." I say. Going over her routine for her investigation. I lost my sister because of my thoughtless actions, I'm not about to lose my mom too, so I make sure to tail her in her search. She suddenly sighed before giving me a slightly annoyed look.
“You know, maybe you should have invested in acting classes. If it wasn’t for the fact that I knew you’ve been tailing me, I’d be suspicious as hell right now.” She says with a huff. I stare at her wide eyed, she just smiled at me. “I’ve been taking care of you since you came out my womb. You really thought I wouldn’t know about that?” She asked while chuckling, I just sigh in defeat.
“I’m gonna follow you regardless of what you say or do.” I firmly state, she nods.
“I know. Come on, let’s get everything we need.” She says, I nod, then we move to get the task done.
It’s night time when we get to the area we’ve been to more times then either of us ever wanted too. Apparently Zoey was last seen walking in and out of a public bathroom, though the odd part is that everyone who saw her said her hair turned blue when she got out. Others say she was talking to some purple man in a delivery man uniform. I’m brought back to reality when some kinda rift opened up in thin air. After a couple of seconds, some weird mutant walks out. After a few more seconds, a…purple man walks out. Mom does a sharp inhale through her teeth, definitely coming to the same conclusion as me.
“So how long do you think we have?” The mutant asked.
“Don’t worry Juvia and Wendy will keep those two busy long enough for us to get done here.” The purple man says with a wave. ‘Who is he talking about?’ I question in my head.
“Sure…as long as Zoey doesn’t set Juvia off…we should probably hurry.” The mutant says, causing me to stiffen and Mom to shake uncontrollably. Before I could stop her, she takes out a gun (which was shocking given her hatred of guns) and rushes to them.
“Hold it!” She yelled, causing the two to look at her. With a groan, I take out my knife and walk to them, causing the two to look at me.
“Can I help you ma’am?” The purple man asked, not at all worried about the gun. “I’m kinda in a rush here, so if you could make this quick, I’d really appreciate it.”
“Where is she?” Mom asked, her voice dripping with venom.
“Uh….” The man says in bewilderment.
“You mean Zoey?” The mutant asked, Mom nods. “Uh…that’s kinda complicated.”
“Well simplify it!” She seethes.
“John could explain it better than I could.” He says, gesturing to the purple man (who’s name is apparently John), or at least he would be if he had still been there.
“Wha-HEY!" The mutant shouted.
"Sorry, we don’t have time for this." John says, though I can't make out where it's coming from. Suddenly a weird sword and book appears in the mutants hands. "Use these."
"How's a book and sword gonna help me? She has a gun!" He yelled in bewilderment. Hearing no reply after about a minute, the mutant sighs before getting into a defensive looking stance while holding the sword backwards. Without warning, he swings the sword at Mom, and suddenly let's go mid-swing. The sword spins like a buzz saw and the (thankfully blunt) side of the sword hits Mom's hand, knocking the gun out of it, causing both the sword and gun to fly towards me. Unfurling his wings (which he apparently has) he dashed towards Mom, who was to busy nursing her sore hand to notice, and tackles her to the ground. I quickly grab the sword and gun, and run towards them (I would have shot him, but with how much Mom was thrashing around, I was worried that I'd accidentally shoot her instead).
Since I'm not exactly being stealthy, he noticed me running towards them. I swing the sword at him underhanded (in case he would have dodged and let Mom take the hit), he grabbed my wrist with ease, stopping me mid-swing. I level the gun to his shoulder, but he dropped the book and grabbed my other wrist, then pushed it away with the same about of ease. It looks like he had to change his position to do so, because Mom now had enough room to kick him where the sun don't shine, which made him loosen his grip on my wrists and grab the wounded area on reflex. Seeing that he was wide open, I slashed his chest with the sword, then shot him in the shoulder with Mom's gun. The blood from the wounds splattered on the the book Mom just picked up in curiosity as she stood up, and dripped from the sword in my hand.
Suddenly his body began to ripple and distort. The blood on the sword and book started to glow in crimson light.
"Found it!" John yelled, reappearing where he was before he vanished. He looked at us, then sighs in aggravation. "Seriously!? Another accidental displacement!? I am really bad at this…" I gave him a confused look, he raised an eyebrow expectingly.
"Wha?" I asked him.
"Displacement, the same thing I did to your sister and some guy who I mistook for her brother. As we speak, your body and possibly your mind are being altered to better fit the world you're being sent to." He explained. "Though whatever world you'll end up in, I don't know." He added with a shrug.
Before I could say anything, I had the urge to look at the moon, apparently Mom had the same urge (she was taller then me when she was standing, so I could see her in my peripheral vision). The last thing I see, is a sea of crimson light, then I black out, but not before I hear two shots and feel something hit my forehead.
2nd POV
“Dude!” Mike says after John blasted the two in the head.
“Relax, those were just memory altering spells. They’ll remember me, but as far as they know, you were some weird mutant they can’t really remember. I don’t know if they’ll end up in your Equestria, but better safe than sorry. Speaking of which.” John said before turning towards Mike. With no warning, John jabs Mike’s forehead. “You won’t remember any of this.” After he said that, Mike lost all expression in his face. His entire body ripples and distorts. “When you come to, you’ll ‘remember’ that I took you to a place to fix a problem in your body. And in the process, you learned an ability called ‘Void Copy’. The basics of this ability are being integrated into your mind.” Seeing Mike nod, John could tell Mike currently was completely under his influence. “Good, now lets get you back to the others, so this can be completely integrated into your real body.” And with that, they walked into a portal as the mother and son vanished from that world, not caring enough about what new look they had gained during Mike's mind being altered.