... ok it's been a while... Like years... I am sorry. Time kinda crept up on me and yeah. I'll see if I can finish this like I had hoped. Untill then injoy?

Science is Magic pt. 2

July 20 2014

Evan stood in the driveway looking down at the paved gravel outside of the car he exited. He had been standing there for some time now feeling the usual emptiness that seemed to take permanent residence in his chest. They say that the pain of lose fades over time. How little do people know that when you loose someone special it's not pain you feel, but an emptiness that can never be filled and makes all other emotion get absolved into the abyssal black hole that remains.

The scientist reached a shaky hand to his pants. He pulled out the handkerchief that his father kept with him most of the time. He always found it a stupid thing keeping a snot rag in your pocket but his father did it anyway. Tears welled up at the loss and guilt that built in his chest. He put the reminder for why he was here in the first place back into his front right of his pants and looked at the house that lay before him. He needed to stop this so that no others could feel his pain or make even worse mistakes then him. The depressed man rolled the backpack with his essentials in it back to a more secure position as he slowly dragged his feet to the walkway, his heavy footsteps making loud thuds as he moved. He would be happy about his more muscular body caused by the gravity increase due to his constant depression if he could feel anything like true happiness again. Before the guilty man knew it he was at the door. Evan raised a heavy hand to the door and gave it two waited thumps with a clenched fist.

Not too much later it was answered. "Evan, I wasn't expecting you. please come in."

"Thanks professor." The young subject said weakly before heading inside.

He looked around as he entered. A few different paintings and other decorations littered the mentor’s house here and there as he was lead to the living room. The young lover of learning had not been to this house often as Dr. Cooper was often busy with other projects that Evan could not know of.

He sighed as he set he backpack against the foot of the comfortable couch and sat down before being asked, "What can I get you?" Different things passed through the mind of the depressed disaster waiting to happen but nothing seemed to lift him from his slump.

Before he could reply however his host rang. "I know. Some iced tea would do just the thing. Wait right there."

Evan shook his head at the old man of science; he always tried his best to cheer him up. No longer then a few seconds passed before the pepper haired man retuned with a glass filled with a light brown liquid and floating ice cubes to top the drink off. The young doctor smiled at the show of kindness as it was set on a coaster of the wooden coffee table and Dr. Cooper sat on the opposite side in a lounge chair setting his own glass on a separate coaster.

"So how have you been Evan? I haven't seen you in a while. How is your mother doing?”

The young man smiled at his mentor. “My mother and I are doing fine. I’m living with her right now to help with the lose.”

“That’s great to know Evan. Now, I know its insensitive to ask and I’m sorry but have you found any new developments with yourself?"

Evan sighed as the subject was brought up that had brought him here. “professor… I can’t do this anymore.”

“Can’t do what Evan?”

He sighed before explaining, “I can’t be a part of this project anymore. I’m sorry.”

The seasoned knowledge seeker burred his head in his head. “Are you absolutely certain you want to stop working on something you’ve worked on this long?”

Evan felt the pain of that. He sacrificed so much to make this project a reality. He dug his hand in his pocket and was reminded of his reasoning. “Yes doctor.”

Lenard Cooper sighed again at his previous student’s decision. “Very well, I understand. I’m going to miss you on the project.”

Evan was surprised that his mentor was so understanding. “T-thank you doctor. Well I should be going then if that’s all.”

“Oh! How silly of me of course. If you could just give me the formula for Aldaphedrapsychomean XIII that’s all I ask of you. I presume you remember it?”

Evan was confused. Had his mentor not understood? “Doctor… I can’t give you that.”

The frown deepened on the old scientist and his brows creased. “Evan I know you remember the formula just tell me what it is.”

“Why do you need it anyway? What purpose would it serve?”

“Are you mad?! I need that formula for the investors! You have no idea what kind of pressure I’m under. They are lighting a fire under my ass at every turn! And you want to know what do I need it for?!”

Evan slightly cowered at the sudden outburst of his friend. Something that was unlike him the many years that he had known him. “I’m sorry. I can’t let this happen to anyone else.”

Dr. Cooper scoffed, “This is because of your father dyeing isn’t it. I keep telling you it’s not your fault! Your abilities may have killed him but it was by instinct! You have no right to deny me this Evan!”

The young Dr. Kelly gave his own sneer at the doctor. “It is completely within my right! I know what its like to be like this, not you! If I want to keep this curse to myself then I’m in my full right to! I held my father, who I killed, in my arms when he died on that road and the worse thing is that I can’t forget it! I remember every detail down to the stupid plaid shirt he was wearing! So don’t tell me I have no right!”

The doctor looked at his protégé with pleading, “think of what your doing Evan. You’ll be labeled a threat and most likely a traitor. What would you do if that happened? Think about your mother.”

“Then I’ll flee the country. You know that I am plenty capable of that. As for my mother I’ll take her with me. Any suffering inflicted on me means that worse suffering wont happen to others.” Evan swiftly got up from the couch.

“Where do you think your going!?” the elder said enraged.

Dr. Kelly responded calmly as he gathered his backpack, “to get my mother and leave the country. You can come with me if you want.”

“This is a fools errand! I’m not going to join you on your thrice blasted stubborn insanity!”

“Then I wish the best for you.” The young Doctor turned and headed toward the front door.

As he griped the doorknob he heard thudding footsteps and then the older doctor Yell “I WILL NOT LET YOU LEAVE ME HERE TO ROT!”

As Evan turned to face the doctor he felt a stinging pain in the side of his neck. The product of science grabbed at the spot where he had been hit to feel something sticking out. The darted man immediately felt the effects as his vision blurred and mind started swimming. He faced his mentor that had a look of disgust on his face before his vision faded into oblivion.

Evan’s mind was swimming in a sea of sounds and blackness. His mind seemed hazed over with fog as he was trying to come to his senses. There was a urgency that pushed him to regain his senses but he had forgotten the why. Despite that he pushed because whatever it was he forgot intrigued him into questioning it to the point of following the feeling that came with it. Suddenly he could feel something pressed up against his back. Or was he pressing against it? It was hard to tell in this current state. The noise was starting to break his concentration so instead of focusing on the cold surface that was against him he centered his ambitions on the sounds. As he lessened he learned some sounds to be voices, but they where intangible to the man as only blurred voles came between the steady beeping of something. As he narrowed his focus the words started to become tangible.

“-ou where able to subdue him with a simple tranquilizer. That seemed like quite the feat.”

“Well with him sedated like this we will be able to extract the necessary compounds we need to restart the project.”

The second voice seemed familiar and he thought he knew the name of the person that it belonged to somehow.

“A shame he wont live through the procedure. He was your student at one point wasn’t he?”

Who are they talking about? Is it me, or some other person that might be in the room?

The second voice scoffed “He was a means to an end. I would have brought him in willing or not. Its just a shame it had to be this difficult.”

I think it is me. The cold words crept over him and something deep down made him feel correct in his assumption.

“Well with what we can learn from him, we can make some fantastic super solders. I’ll be waiting in the observation room for you to begin. Don’t let me down Dr. Cooper.” A door closed after the voice and footsteps started quiet and become louder as they came closer.

That name! that was it. Suddenly everything came flooding back in a rush. His memories up till Dr. Cooper tranquilized him. The experiment’s rage boiled at his past and current memories played in his mind like a movie in fast forward. How could he?

The enraged scientist’s eyes snapped open and he shot from where he was laying. Dr. Cooper stumbled to the floor from his place near the gurney that the supposed sedated subject was on. Evan looked at the doctor and scowled before sitting up to walk over to the flabbergasted scientist. He felt an uncomfortable tug on his arm and looked at the object that caused the twinge of pain before pulling out the needle that fed fluids to his body. The room he was in seemed to be a morgue by the look of all the mettle storage units along the walls. However his attention was solely on the stumbling man on the floor.

The deranged man crawled away from the priceless test subject with wide eyes. “H-How… How are you couscous?! We had you sedated!”

The test subject’s frown grew deeper “It’s a good thing we never tested anesthetics then.” He rose from the table and walked to the sniveling doctor.

Dr. Cooper backed away further but bumped up against a wall. He was cornered and he knew it. He looked at his former pupil’s eyes pleading as he got closer. “Wait, we can still salvage this. All we ne-“

That was as far as he got before the man fueled by rage grabbed his throat and lifted him to hang from his grip against the wall. “I should kill you for what you’ve done!” The man insane with fear squirmed in his grip trying to wrist the hand grasping the life from him. As the old deranged man struggled slower and eyes started rolling back the old protégé’s eyes softened, “but I’m not a killer.”

Dr. Cooper dropped to the floor chocking for air. Breathing heavily before finally regaining sense of mind. When his sight focused he gazed up at the sad look his prized pupil… no, he was more then his pupil now, he was the son he never had… but then again, his current being was birthed by him. Evan was Dr. Cooper’s creation and as such belonged to him in every way. He was his trophy, his everything, his pride and joy and all of Evan’s accomplishments where his accomplishments.

The sad scientist looked at his mentor one last time before turning to the door. As his hand grabbed the cold of the round handle he heard a low chuckling. He turned a brow at the doctor and the chuckling rose to laughter, then to a loud cackling.

Evan then feared for his mental well being before deciding it was not his problem. He turned to the door again but stopped as the mad scientist said between laughs, “I wonder how your mother is doing?... Sure would be a shame if the government saw her as a liability… The poor woman wont even see the knife before its slipped in-between her ribs!”

The young man stood, eyes wide with the horror the lack of warning he gave his mother might have caused. He rushed through the door, his mentor’s only response to it where louder guffaws.

He rushed as fast as he could through the labyrinth. His footfalls ticked away the time that his mother might have left to live. Their tempo increased as he sped faster then anyone could keep up trying to find an exit to the facility, but the cold echoed cackling of his mentor was something that he could not run away from no mater how hard he tried.

The door flew open as a man entered dressed in a hospital gown. The entry way opened up to a living room, on the left was a stairway leading upstairs and on the right was a hallway that lead to more rooms. The white haired gown wearer rushed to the hallway into a room a little ways down the hall on the right.

“Mom, Were leaving now!” called the frantic man searching through different articles of clothing.

No answers came from down the hall, “mom, this is not a time to ignore me we need to start packing! I have no time to get into an argument just trust me and do it!”

No sign of a struggle was seen as he had entered and no military was stationed near the house from what Evan could see there didn’t seem to be any forced entry through the back door which was visible through the living room so his assumption was that his mother was still alive and nothing had gotten to the house yet which filled the scientist with the need to move fast. But the silence chilled his blood as he grabbed his backpack and stuffed it with cloths and other items he felt where important.

As he slipped on some jeans he tried again “Mom, I swear if I you are still alive I’m going to kill you!” tears started to sting his face as he got his spare shoes wishing that he had invested in hiking boots to avoid the terrible thought.

Slipping on a shirt and quickly swinging his camaleback over his shoulder that he would fill with water later, he burst through the door and half sprinted through the hall making a beeline for what he knew to be his mothers bedroom. “Mom where are y-“

The man froze as he looked upon the sight that befell him. There his mother was on her bed the TV in the room was still sounding as the news blared on about something that was happening in the West Indies. The thing that was wrong with this picture was the 4-inch handle sticking out of the woman’s chest surrounded by the red that stained her nighty. After the moment of disbelief Evans mind snapped back to reality. “Mom!” he rushed to her side instinctively pulling the handle of the knife out of her chest and throwing it aside away from the offending scene.

Evan grabbed his mothers face and turned it toward him “Mom?”

His only response was a stare that looked on to oblivion.

“Mo-” His chocked reply remained unfinished as he started sobbing from grief. The room started to creaked as the room suffered the weight of his pain with him. His mother had died and her killer was none other then the sobbing man that kneeled at her bedside. His sobbing was interrupted as he felt a presence behind him.

Just as the man started turning his head he was struck and time seemed to slow down as his mind tried comprehending what was happening. When Evan regained his senses he was pushed over his mothers corps hearing clicking of handcuffs while his hands where being held behind his back. “Mr. Kelly you are under arrest for the murder of Bonny Kelly. Anything you say and do will be held against you-” the officer continued to read the accused murderer his “rights” as he pulled him up off his bloody mother and pushed him through the house to the outside. When they where outside multiple squad cars with there lights flashing in the night lined up outside his childhood home. Local police officers stood with there fire arms at the ready.

“-Do you understand your rights?” the stunned scientist recovered from his stupor and stopped walking.

Evan stared coldly ahead and replied with his voice in an even dead tone “Do you know what your first mistake was?”

The cop behind him ignored the question, “do you understand your r-“

The officer was cut off as Evan snapped the chained cuffs turned and grabbed the surprised man by the throat lifting him up with one hand. Evan looked up at the shocked choking man with dead eyes and fresh tears staining his face.

“You didn’t kill me.”

Author's Note

HOLLY SH!+ THIS CHAPTER SUCKS!!!

I am sorry for the terribly long wait and awful writing. I hope you can forgive me but I've been spending forever trying to figure out how to wright this out and I just gave up and spat it out like a tumor. and oh what a tumor it is. I honestly just want to move on from this embarrassment and not spend anymore time trying to clean this crap up. I will try to do better in the future guys and galls. Just