Retaliate
I grind through my classes like a machine. I go through the motions, not putting in any thought in anything. I finish third block, and feel utterly drained. I pull myself to my dorm, and find Octavia waiting for me.
She sees how I look. “You all right?”
“Why would you care?” I ask with an edge.
“Sorry” She goes on the defensive. “You just looked... Beaten. You look beaten Vinyl”
“Great. I’ve been looking like crap a lot recently, and you’ve noticed”
“I’m sorry, Vinyl. Are you ready to go?”
I sigh. “Yeah” I’m normally energetic. But now, I have to dredge up the energy I need from the bottom of my soul.
I try to grab a Mountain Dew from the fridge. My magic, weak and gray, grips the door.
‘So weak you can’t even open a door. How shameful. If your mother could see you know’ The Voice says.
I grit my teeth. ‘Not now. Not. Bucking. NOW’ I shout to myself mentally. I clench my eyes, and focus. I feel the door in my grip. I try pulling it open, but I don’t have the strength.
‘You don’t have the strength? You’re in a college dorm. There’s plenty of energy sources around. Use them’ It tells me.
I open my mind, and feel the minds, the emotions of everyone around me. So much raw energy. So much untapped potential. I open my eyes, and grip the fridge again. My magic flares a bright blue, brighter than ever. Using the energy of others around me, feels good. Not in a moral way, but it feels empowering.
‘This is the power you have. This is your mother’s inheritance’ It says, and fades away.
Still hyped from the buzz my magic gave me, I slam an entire can of Mountain Dew. I can feel the caffeine kick in almost right away. This feels good.
A grin spreads across my face. “Let’s go” I say, walking out the door.
Me and Octavia walk along the sidewalk, on the way to the Lightrail.
“So, Octavia, why are you all of a sudden being nice?” I ask.
“Because. I knew that you were having a rough time, so I decided to cut off my behavior”
“Can you say it differently?”
“Because I wanted to” She says simply.
“Ah... Thanks” I say.
She nods.
We get on the train, and we shoot of to the complex my mother is at. We walk into the building, get through the security checkpoints. We get our guest passes, and were escorted to the room she’s being held in. I siphon a little energy off of everyone as we walk.
The guard stands outside the room. Me and Octavia walk in the room. She’s sitting at a chair. She looks just how I remember her.
“Hello. Who are you?” She asks.
“Hello. Mother” I say unemotionally.
“Vinyl? Is that you?” She says thickly. She stands up, and walks towards me.
“Yes, mom. It’s your daughter, Vinyl Scratch” I take a step toward you.
She looks at my face, taking in every feature of it. “You’ve changed” She says.
“You haven’t” I say with an edge.
“Who is this?” She asks.
“Hello. I’m Octavia, a friend of your daughters”
“You must be a good friend to be with her right now. Vinyl, I can feel how you feel. Tell me, how have I changed you?”
Her wording is off, but I know what she means. How have I made you different?
I take a breath, steadying myself. Should I tell her about what has been haunting me my whole life? No. Not yet. “I can siphon energy from other’s emotions” I state matter-of-factly. “Don’t apologize. It’s usefull”
She looks relieved. “Nothing else? No blackouts? No voices?”
“No. Why?”
“Because. That means you don’t have the issues being a half-breed would give you. Did you know you're the second pony-changeling mix? There’s been only one other. He was insane. He said he had this voice, that would whisper in his ear, telling him things. Threatening that he could seize control at any time”
I can feel my mother has genuine concern for me.
“Well, I don’t have any voices”
All of a sudden, I feel a sharp pain in my head.
“Are you hiding anything?” She asks. Her form starts to flicker, and she changes into a changeling. The pain in my head grows sharper. I fall to my knees, the pain blocking out all thought. She’s doing this.
‘Retaliate’ The Voice says. ‘Retaliate’ I grasp her mind. It feels so different. I grip it hard with my mind, and squeeze. The pain instantly vanishes. Along with any feelings I might have had for this Changeling.
“You’re not my mother” I say with quiet fury. “I am motherless” I squeeze her mind harder. She falls to the floor. “Don’t try that again” I tighten my grip. “Don’t contact me again” I twist her mind, causing her to cry out in pain. “Never talk to my father again” I release her.
“Let’s go, Octavia” I say, walking out. Octavia follows me.
“Wait! I have to tell you something!” the Changeling shouts. I send a powerful spear of mental energy at her. I slam the door.
“What happened?” Octavia asks me once we’re out on the street again.
“She tried reading my thoughts. So I mentally attacked her”
“Did you do this for the same reason you attacked me? Gut action?”
“Yes. So what? She deserved it”
“Vinyl, you only hurt the people around you because you want to inflict pain on others, to show them the pain you’ve suffered. Until you stop and find closure, you’ll be no better than her”
“I don’t understand” I say. But I do. I’m glad Octavia can’t read my emotions, and see the turmoil.
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Updates yay. Right there with you on being tired.
Good chapter,and the last part made sense to me after you were told that her mom was trying to read her thoughts.
*yawn, it doesn't help that I'm reading this a at 2 in the morning. Anyway, sweet a new chapter. The plot thickens. And yea I kinda learn what the blackouts are... Kinda...
3097091Oh no, there's more to them yet. They're part of the finale of this story. I'm not to sure exactly what I'm doing with them, but it's going to be big. Although Octavia did foreshadow about them. Points to the person who can point it out.
3098134 ANOTHER CHALLENGE???? Challenge accepted, goal... find foreshadowing.
3098402I await awarding you points.
3100561
Ok sweet...
*looks at the word count*
...this could take a while
3100610Hahaha. I'll give you some help. I'll give you the general area. It's in the beginning.
3100636ok so just to make sure i got this. Forshadowing about blackout, by octavia, at the beginning. Right?
3100934Correct. Although it doesn't directly reference the blackouts. It is about Vinyl's Mountain Dew addiction...
I ain't saying no more. I'll let you put the pieces together. Although when you do, PM me. Let's not spoil it for everyone else.
3101065ok sweet I'll do that. Wait.... That maintain dew thing rings a bell
3107100No clue. I don't see it.
3112583um.. What should I reply with? Lulz. If that's why you like it, I'll maybe add a little more for you
3132441 ...Maybe *twirls his thumbs and whistles innocently*
To be honest I wrote the original comment while running on 2 hours of sleep. I don't even remember writing it!
3100561 Give me my points!!!
3136589*coins appear Infront of you*
As much as I enjoy a good changeling underdog story, I was not expecting this, and I can't say I'm immensely pleased with the sudden shift of tone. Now if I had seen the story say "Vinyl goes to school, but has to deal with a brooding secret" or "Vinyl is learning to live and deal with whatever while she finds love or something", this would be easier to read, but I have none of that :(
Now to pair thus with spelling errors and grammatical flaws, not to mention the punctuation, I've extended my mind far beyond what I thought I'd read. As much as I enjoy this, it seems like you should have written offline first and then let it set, read it, then name it and add a summary later. This is just too left field.
I like a little context with my stories. But even when writing my own (I name it, jot down the summary which stands as a grounding for my story, then stay in that mindset) I try to keep the story close to my basic idea, Vinyl's Wish? Octavia meets Vinyl and Vinyl is alone. Octavia Crashes a Party? Octavia is a fan of dubstep and crashes a party to see her favorite DJ. All I ask is a warning and to stay on topic.
But other than that, you have a loyal gathering! And I wish you the best, but I must shuffle off to another story. I'm terribly sorry. I will keep an eye out for your other works! :)