Part 11

LOST FOR WORDS

Present Day

*THWAP!* *BAM!*

Woah woah woah…  Wait a second…  What just happened there?  Rewind that.  This time let’s watch it from the world of Will.

“I’m on it.”  Cupid puts his phone on silent and returns it to its rightful place in his Dooney & Bourke handbag.  He heads to Sky’s workplace.

He watches the workers as they go about their worthless routines, his ears aching from the mind-numbing gossip that fills the air.  He watches and he waits for an opportune moment.  It seems Jonathan is performing as expected, a man in love is so unbelievably predictable…  Only one more strike to Sky at just the right moment, and there is no way the plan can fail.

Lunch is over, workers shuffle back to their desks.

Jonathan starts to head toward Sky’s desk.  Sky is leaning back in her chair.

“She looks worried,” Cupid thinks to himself, “Perfect… worried and confused, just how I wanted her…  Women are so predictable…   This is a piece of cake.”

Cupid readies his arrow, draws back on his bow, and aims directly at Sky’s heart.  Now, waiting for the perfect moment… …  wait for it… wait for it… EYE CONTACT!  RELEASE!  *pyouh*  *whoosh*

He releases the arrow, sending it on its way to collapse this house of cards that has plagued them for ten thousand years now.

But wait!  What is this?!  It’s Derek!  No, wait, it’s slightly smaller, and… it seems to be made of light! It’s Derek’s Will!

At lightning speed, Derek’s Will shoots in and catches the arrow which is only millimeters from penetrating Sky’s precious heart.  He follows her to the ground as she falls.  He breaks the arrow in half and lays it beside her.

Sky is lifeless.  The hit to the head knocked her out cold.

But all this happened too fast for Cupid to notice.  As soon as he sees Sky fall backward, thinking it was his arrow that knocked her back, his excitement explodes, “YES!” throwing his hands into the air.  He immediately runs back to Jax to celebrate.

Seeing Jax, Cupid yells, “I did it!  I did it!  I broke the cycle!  I did it!  I did it!”

“You broke the cycle?  Couldn’t have done it without me, brother!”

“Yes you’re quite right about that!” Cupid exclaims as he takes Jax by the hands.

Facing each other, hands in hands, the two jump in circles, singing together, “We diid it!  We diid it!  Wee broke the cyycle!  We diid it!  We diid it!  Wee broke the cyycle!”

They both sense the queerness of the situation.  They stop themselves and look around awkwardly.

Jax regains his composure first, puts on his serious face, and states plainly, “We must inform the others.”

Cupid, still recovering from the embarrassment, manages to respond, “Yes… we must inform the others.”

Back to Derek and Sky:

Looking over, Derek sees the cat from Sky’s dream, so he puts his finger to his lips and quietly, “Shhh…” Derek kisses Sky on the lips, gently.  She opens her eyes.  Derek disappears just as quickly as he had appeared.

“Oh no!  Are you okay?!”  Jonathan’s walk turns into a run.

Sky takes a few deep breaths before slowly returning to her feet.

Jonathan reaches her desk just as she stands back up, holding the back of her head and grimacing.  Obviously, both her and Jonathan are speechless for a moment, face to face and only inches apart.  She regains composure, looks him in the eye, and then …

“FUCK IT!  FUCK IT ALL!  I WILL NOT BE A SLAVE TO ANYONE!  PERSON, PLACE, THING, IDEA, NOTHING!  DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!!!  NOTHING!!!!!!!!1111”

Sky stormed out of her office as everyone silently stared, completely bewildered.  This was not in the memos they got today, nor was it in the daily paper, nor was it on the morning news…  No, they were completely lost for words.

She raced home, watching out for patrol cars as she did not want another power to submit to, and she knew very well she would if it came down to it.

It was early afternoon when she got home – Derek was still at work.  She packed her bags.  She was not sad, she was mad.  Stark-raving mad.  Mad at everything and everyone, mad at her enslavement which stretched back further than she could remember, a conditioned and will-less existence.  How did this happen?

She needed to get free.

She had to.

She was not interested in this slave house, nor any other.  She would go far, far away, alone.  She needed space for her thoughts, far from Derek, far from Jonathan, and far from the gods…  Wait… She knew they could find her, at the very least in her dreams.  But she was too mad to care.  She would prepare herself psychologically as well as she could, but she still had to get away as much as possible.

After packing very lightly necessary clothes, food, water, and money, she left.  Where she would go she did not know, just… away.

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