Tri:Power || A Heart / Mind / Soul Fanfic

-tallyinghalls-

CHAPTER #15 | CLOCK CHIMES 6

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE WON’T PICK UP HIS PHONE?! I started pacing my room, tugging at my hair. * it! * IT! NO! I threw my phone against the wall as if that would fix anything. ATLAS. GONE. FOR HOW LONG?! 3 DAYS! JUST DISAPPEARED. He’s not back yet! Just gone suddenly! How did I find this out?! 12 A.M., Juno calls me, I was still sick, by the way, a little loopy right now, but Juno calls me. I answer, like any good friend.

Do you want to know what he said to me? Just I’m going to wait a second for you to guess right now. “I THINK ATLAS IS DEAD.” WHY WOULD HE SAY THAT?! I want to grip his shoulders and shake him violently. So, most obviously, as one does, I stay up fretting all night. But it’s okay. I’ll take a deep breath. No one’s going to panic. I know Juno has my ring. I tried fiddling with it an hour ago, then I realized it wasn’t there. The last thing I remember is being with Juno.

No! I should have been there. I should have been there! I should have known. I should have done something sooner; I should have come over a month ago. This could have all ended in November. What is this. I pulled out a chunk of my hair. The strands laid uselessly in my hands; those should be in my head. It wasn’t a big one, at least nothing my hair won’t cover up, but it came out so easily.

It’s my fault, isn’t it?! I should have been a better friend; I should have noticed the signs! I did notice the signs! And now it’s my fault that ATLAS IS GONE! My breath was hollow. No, no, no. The last thing I need to do right now is panic, please, please don’t panic. IS THAT ALL I DO? IS THAT ALL I DO?! ALL I DO IS PANIC!? I’m just some malfunctioning robot that can’t do anything right? I stumbled a bit, catching myself on my desk. I can’t even move right; I swear to Harmonia.

“Hello, 6.” It curled around my arms, no, no, no. I bit back the tears that threatened to spill, I hate this, I’m the logical one. I’m supposed to be logical. Logics, numbers, * it. “May I for a moment?” A seat creaked behind me, presumably someone sitting down. The dark was sitting in my chair. My shadow, more specifically. I didn’t want to look back anymore. “That’s all you are, right? A malfunctioning robot that can’t do anything right?” What. “Well, listen, how about a new set of powers and in return you let me feed a little bit, doesn’t that sound nice? You can find out whatever you want, and I’ll provide the needs necessary.”

My hands shook against the counter, my vision was already blurring. I hated this, I hated this so much. “I-I can’t…” I muttered, glancing at my reflection in the cleaned desk. “I can’t do that for you…”

“But you can. All I need is a little bit of help and I’ll help you. Scratch my back and I scratch yours.” The arms behind me wrapped around me. Over my chest. Were they hugging me? It was difficult to distinguish. They were very cold; their breath was cold too. Why. “All I need is something to hold me over, you get whatever the hell you need. Isn’t that nice, Apollo?”

“Stop, stop, stop, STOP!” I covered my ears. Why were they hugging me?! I didn’t want to be touched right now, the last thing I want right now. I hate this, I hate this, I hate this, I HATE THIS. Get me out of here right now. “I don’t need you! I don’t need any stupid false promises you’re going to make.”

“Why must you assume everything is false, Apollo. You’re quite close minded.” A hand tilted my head up to look at my computer screen. It was just the reflection of my panic and pain. It was a faceless entity. “A real scholar would take the chance and learn from it.”

“A real scholar would know it’s a trick.” I retorted; my breathing only hastened. I need to focus on something different. The hand brushed my waist again. No, no, no, no, no, not the tailor again. No, no, no. It held there, tight.

“But sometimes they take the bait. You wouldn’t know, maybe you would. Did you eat today, Apollo? You’re really thin. Thinner from when I first met you.” The hand trailed a bit lower. STOP, STOP, STOP, STOP. I couldn’t think straight, the memories were back, memories of something I can’t talk about.

“Stop touching me.” It pushed lower. Stop the memories, stop the noises, stop the people. PLEASE STOP. The tears finally let loose, dripping onto the desk, I watched my face as it was forced to look in the hollow reflection of the computer. “FINE! FINE! I’LL TAKE YOUR STUPID DEAL! JUST STOP TOUCHING ME.” Suddenly my head slumped, and my joints felt stiff. Just like that month ago, just like that month when I could have saved Atlas.

It really is just what I am huh? You never look in a reflection and think “I can’t be this” but you really can. That’s assuming you looked in your reflection recently, I know a lot of people don’t. But I was forced, I was crying, I was touched. I shouldn’t be upset about it. After all, it was bound to happen one day. Maybe the Reaper was destined to win, and Harmonia was just delaying the inevitable.

Time. That’s all I needed. I need time, and time, and time. I went back. I went back to November, I stared at the panicking me on the floor. I looked at him, really looked at him. I saw the boys that hurt him. “Go.” I told him. I told him to go to Atlas right now. That his health matters more than school and his panic. My headache only got worse, but it’s the thing I need to do.

The weight was suddenly a little bit lighter from my shoulders. I went to a little bit earlier. Juno was trying to protect others; he was trying to save me. I went to a little bit before that time. I placed a hand on younger me’s shoulder. My phone buzzed. It was a voice message. It played automatically.

“Hi, Apollo! I hope this message comes to you well. It’s me, Atlas, surprise, surprise. I’m headed home right now. I know you’re worried and I tried my best, and I kinda failed. Sorry dude. But if this gets to you know that I care about you. I would notice if you disappeared suddenly and I’m here if you need to talk. I know how difficult it’s been for you, and if you ever need to come over, I can provide excellent excuses. Oh hey, that was an alliteration… no wait that was assonance. Anyways, I just came to tell you that I’m back! You’re super cool and I really hope I can see you soon! Maybe we should get ice cream sometime? Or if you’re really sick and tired of eating, we could like- just take a walk around the block? Even though you should still definitely eat, I’m just throwing ideas out there. But yeah! Talk to me if you need it. I love you!”

We, and by we, I mean little me and I stared blankly at the phone. How did this get here? I shoved him against the whiteboard before going back to my time. I walked through the full streets, seemingly invisible to the public eye. I was heading to Juno’s. Or I could cause a panic and have Heart come to me. That I did. I picked someone random and held them up.

I wasn’t upset anymore; I can say that much. I yelled. “He better come here before this one’s sent back to the dinosaurs!” They were dropped as soon as Heart came over. The blind man rolled his shoulders back a bit and tilted his head.

“Apollo?” He whispered, stepping closer. “Apollo, what happened?”

“Just purify me, Heart. Be sure to slam your bow in the ground.” The bow was already aimed at me, drawing back the string. I glanced out the corner of my eye to see another Mind. Wait.

“Tripower Heart: Purify.” And I was shot. The bow was slammed, and the Mind disappeared. Everything I did was reverted. Time. “Do you need me to take you home, Apollo?”

“No, I’m fine. Just go back home.” I muttered, shoving my hands in my pockets. Time was such a fragile thing; one mistake can make all the difference. What if I didn’t push the younger me into the whiteboard? Would there still be a Heart to purify me or would I be a villain forever?

Time and time again I end up panicking because what? Why? Do I just not have enough? I have all this time in my hands, but it slips like sand in a sieve. It’s weird, I lose myself in these numbers that have no meaning aside to make people proud. Who am I making proud?

Who cares if I win or lose? I could date a woman, or I could date a man, I could be a woman. I don’t even have to date! I don’t have to scramble for time when I could make it myself. I could make the most of summer break and experiment with who I am as a person.

But time is so limited, I only have a month and a half, that’s not including time I spend with family for Christmas and New Years. No. I didn’t have to spend New Years with my family. I could drop out last second. I could pretend to fall asleep at precisely 10 P.M. and sneak off to Atlas’.

Time is so limited, but there’s so many things I could do, so many people I can be. I don’t have to be so perfect. Time is a funny thing that everyone will experience the passage of, but not the rewinding. I can be me.

The realization struck me like nails. I’m free. This time I didn’t go home, I went to Atlas’ and knocked on his door. Miss Venison looked a bit shocked when I asked for Atlas. He opened the door shortly after and he showed the same expression as his mother, a startled deer. I pulled him out almost immediately.

“W-what!? Apollo, where are you taking me?!” He stammered as I pulled up my phone, showing him the voice memo he sent me. “Oh. That.”

“We’re going to the Chadstone Mall.” I glanced at my finances for a moment. “We’re not going window shopping. Pick what you want, and we’ll try it on. I just want to be far away from my parents. We might also go thrifting.”

It felt so liberating, Atlas showed me how to thrift, that was sweet. I got a couple of jackets from the 60’s. They’re cool looking, and I like how they fit. One’s a bit puffy and brown, an aviator jacket, while the other was a black leather one. It’s weird being shown something you don’t know how to do by a friend. You must awkwardly stumble through the process while they help you. It was fun though.

There were a LOT of a band t-shirts. Way too many to specify. Atlas nearly freaked out when he saw a Tally Hall t-shirt and insisted that I get it for myself. I don’t know why; I’ll check out the band later. There were a lot of cool jeans and cargo pants. I’ve never seen so many cool pairs of jeans in my life, just chino pants and slacks. He was happy.

I looked at him for a hot moment, bright smile peeking through, amber eyes bright and cheerful, I saw the little specks of green flicker about filled with hope. His movements were sure, like he’s done this a hundred times before. Hell, he probably did. I found a satchel of all things! That must have been a rare find, because Atlas was on his toes and ecstatic. He said finders keepers, so I bought the satchel.

My parents are going to KILL ME when they read my card bill, but anything to stand up to them. I bought a skirt. I know what you’re going to think, and no. I’m not a girl. I don’t want a girl, but I bought a skirt to have a skirt. I thought I looked cute, and Atlas was supportive. So, I bought it. It felt nice wearing it. And of course, other feminine items, but I’m not going to mull over those.

I laid the stuff on my bed and threw on some of Tally Hall’s music as I sorted them away. It was a nice band; I’m surprised I didn’t listen to them sooner. I especially like Zubin’s writing. The Trap was my favorite track while Marvin’s Marvelous Mechanical Museum was my favorite album. Apparently, they also have another side project called Miracle Musical and their album Hawaii Part II, but I’ll spare you the details.

I wore the skirt again, but this time I made an outfit. I felt like myself, and I looked pretty. I couldn’t help the smile from growing on my face, icy blue eyes finally softened into something acceptable and loveable. The tailor was right when he said I looked cute when I smiled. I look adorable.

I did a little spin, and I couldn’t help the laughter from bubbling in my chest. I let my hair down, curls cascading just a little bit past my shoulders. The only thing my parents let me have a choice over. I saw her in the reflection.

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CHAPTER #16 | KINDNESS BUCKET

Apollo. He sat with me in my bed, letting me rest my head against his chest. His heartbeat was calm, much like the affect it had on me. “Apollo what?”

“I think I’m agender.” He admitted, he ran his hands through my hair, scratching the scalp a little bit. It was a quiet admission, like he was scared to say it. “I-I don’t know what else I would be.”

I pressed myself a bit closer in the hug, nuzzling under his chin. I love cuddles too much; I’m going to be so honest. But right now, he needs me. “I accept you.” I whispered, twirling a long curl around my finger. “Have you decided pronouns? Terms? What about padding? Are you taking HRT down the line?”

“W-what?” I think I confused him. I definitely confused him because his heart raced a little more. “I’m okay with anything. I’m fine with my body.” Yeah, I think I got a little overboard.

My phone rung and the screenreader blared Atlas. I put it on speaker, because Apollo deserved hearing what Atlas had to say. “Hi, Juno, do you know where Apollo is? He randomly picked me up and went shopping then kinda disappeared without much to say. I’m worried if his parents caught him.”

“She’s right here with me.” His heart raced under my ear, just a kilometer a minute. He held me a bit tighter, shoving his burning face into my curls. “She’s actually very calm right now, it would be cool if you came over. Hold on. I can make it a video call.”

“She? Is Apollo trans? Does she have a name yet?” Oh, I could just feel Apollo’s embarrassment radiate from him in waves. Just very strong waves of ‘Juno please stop’. I didn’t mean to make him feel embarrassed, I just wanted him to tell me which pronouns he liked on him.

“No…” Apollo muttered flustered into my hair. “No. I’m not transgender I’m agender. Please, this is so weird; please stop discussing this.” He flushed even deeper when I turned it into a video call. Him in all his softcore glory… At least I think its softcore. It’s so cute.

“AWH! YOU’RE SO CUTE!” Atlas immediately exclaimed. “Look at you! I knew bringing you thrifting was a good idea. It looks like you went back! Anyways, I forgot why I called in the first place!” Atlas laughed nervously. “Oh right! Apollo, do you have your phone?”

“Not yet. It’s still at my home. My parents think I’m studying and applying for colleges.” I then was given a really firm pat. My ghost syrinx would have been chirping beyond imagination. My shoulder blades twitched. “Little do they know I’m planning to get into hacking it.”

It was weird. It felt like I spend half my life as Heart and half my life as Juno, but it’s at most 10% Heart. I still feel the syrinx and the wings. Although it’s in much less of that reality. I still felt the feathers’ ghost against my neck and forearms. It was weird.

I relaxed into his hold a bit more. “Woah! That’s probably sick as hell.” Atlas’ voice chirped. “I uh… mama’s boyfriend broke up with her again.” He muttered absently, like it was an afterthought. Like he wished we didn't know but needed it off his chest.

No! What?! I would have protested louder, but Apollo sounded very peaceful. “Oh man, what?! Are you okay, Atlas?”

“Y-Yeah… I just wanted to say that if I sound off… that’s why. And uh…” He pointed the phone out the window, I heard it press up against the glass. “It appears we need Heart, Mind and Soul.”

“What the hell?” I sat up, letting Apollo look out the window himself. “Apollo, who is it?”

“Oh hi, Xavier.” Apollo muttered. It was more of a scoff than anything. He adjusted the jacket on his shoulders. “Probably some trip he got on. Or some stupid old person disliking the way he acts or dresses. You know how he is about that stuff.” Apollo glanced toward his ring like he was about to transform before realizing his hand was baren. “Oh man, Juno, you still have my ring.”

“Oh right!” I scrambled for the ring in my nightstand drawer. I couldn’t help but mess with him, I got on one knee and held the ring to him. “Apollo, will you be my beautiful Mind to my Heart?”

“I’m not looking for that kind of relationship right now.” At least he played along with the joke as he let me slip his ring on. “Thanks for the magic ring though.” He still had my phone in his hands, he turned his head toward it. “And you should have been Soul already, Atlas. Blocked!” He turned off my phone and handed it back to me.

“You didn’t really block him, right?” I glanced awkwardly toward my phone, sliding it in my pocket before transforming in a brilliant shade of purple.

“No, I just feel like a social media queen today.” He chuckled warmly; the flash of blue turned him stunning. “Anywho, I think we need to remind 20XX about the year, Little guy seems to have forgotten.” He cracked his knuckles, popping open the window near the top of my loft and reaching downward. “C’mon, shortie, you’re not that fat.”

“I’m not fat period.” I shimmied out, poking my head out to see that the times had indeed changed to 20XX. I’d have to give it to him; he really went all out this time. “Okay. So… Can I make an educated assumption?”

“You can make a hypothesis, yes.” Mind was also looking toward the city and how everything was suddenly not of this year anymore. Everyone, and I mean everyone was using their tech in some way, and I mean little kids as young as 2 had I-pads when they should be focusing on… like life.

“So… it’s probably not gender related.” I muttered. I wish I could have seen it all in color. I just wanted his eyes, just for a moment. Then again, I wanted to take everyone’s eyes. Not violently, but in the sort of clear the cataracts ways.

“It’s a massive eyesore, Heart. I’m quite jealous of your blindness right now.” Mind scoffed. He pulled me from the window and gestured to the lights. Thank Harmonia I have a blindfold.

Stars, then 20XX’s voice came blasting, “This is what the world COULD be if we understood their perspective!” Who’s them? We both (Mind and I) audibly said in unison. We both burst into laughter. “Everyone.” 20XX’s voice replied. We then, now completely aware that he’s honest to god serious, continued laughing.

I understood his perspective as much as he understood mine. And now, Soul was probably on his back fighting like some super soldier, which being honest, he probably was. We had to help him. The last time we were there that stupid game controller deleted all my progress. I’m using Mind as a human shield. I told him this and he agreed, so that’s one thing.

We both quickly arrived to see Soul pinning 20XX, trying his hardest to control that game controller. It didn’t work to well. “DON’T STAND SO CLOSE TOGETHER HEART AND-” We were already shot before he finished his sentence. “* IT.”

What did he mean, * it?! Did something change with me again? Was it really gender… wait. I COULD SEE! I stumbled about in the heels, but I COULD SEE! I could see the bright reds of Atlas and the neons of 20XX’s technicolor world. And… OH MY HARMONIA!

I COULD SEE! I could see that Mind’s hair color, but Mind wasn’t here. I glanced around uselessly for a moment before realizing something. Heart… no. Why was I standing next to me? This is a weird trip. My costume was pretty, though. I got surges of a mixture of dysphoria and euphoria. I looked down to what I was wearing. A skirt, heels, the ribbon around my neck. It was weird. I looked down to the ring on my finger. OH, MY HARMONIA.

I pulled Heart…? Mind??? Out of the way of a rogue kick, trying to get a grasp on what was happening. Lucky for me, Mind…? Heart?? No, Mind. Mind was already figuring it out quickly. “So, Heart, how do you feel about body swaps?”

“I think the plot is extremely cliché.” I admitted, trying to figure out how to summon Mind’s ribbon wand. I was failing miserably. “Why?”

“So. Your body’s interesting to live in.” Mind…? Heart? My body??? Mind said it like it was a simple fact, drawing the bow and manhandling 20XX immediately. He didn’t even try to negotiate or plan. Just head on. “I can admit, you’re a lot lighter than I thought.”

“Yeah, thanks, and you are too.” I struggled for the ribbon wand, and when I finally did get it out, it tangled around me and brought me to the floor. “How do you do this?!” I watched helplessly as Soul untangled me from the mess.

“Simple. Every move I make is precisely calculated before the enemy is brought down.” He tilted 20XX’s head toward his face, sighing when he remembered that I was indeed blind, and he would have to deal with that. “To put it simply? I think before I act, even if it’s a millisecond before I act.”

“Great. I just… love that!” I’m stupid. I don’t think that would work for someone like me. Wait. I saw what might happen. “MIND, THE CONTROLLER, SIEZE IT.” The stupid ribbon wand worked like a lasso. Harmonia bless America apparently. 20XX’s arm was now aiming helplessly at a random building.

Soul walked over casually, literally whistling, and stepped on the controller with his boot, crushing it a little bit. “Do you have anything to say, Mr. 20XX?”

“Duck.”

“What?” Soul was immediately hit in the head by some random flying vehicle, he dropped to the floor, holding the area of injury. “OW… * IT! YOU- YOU-”

“Did I not warn you?” 20XX shrugged, which only resulted in a tighter grip. He too winced.

“HEART, TELL ME HOW TO PURIFY HIM!” Mind said helplessly as the enemy scrambled, he then pressed his head against the ground, making sure he couldn’t move another inch.

“Okay, so you’re going to want to reveal his true emotion, like why does he want to do this. To do that, you’re going to need to say ‘True Heart’ and then to purify the spirit, aim your bow and say ‘Tripower Heart: Purify’. Does that make sense for your mechanical brain?” I teased.

“True Heart.” He audibly and visibly shuddered, hand shaking a bit on the back of 20XX’s head. “Oh, that’s freaky.”

“Okay, and what do you feel?” I prompted him to talk about his feelings, as much as he didn’t want to.

“He’s upset, mostly angry and vengeful, and apparently wants justice.” Mind said simply, trying to expend the heat from his system by panting. “According to his previous evidence, someone clearly didn’t treat him well and didn’t know the kind of situation he was in.”

“Exactly!” I rushed to my knees in front of him, gently taking the game controller from his hands. “A simple thing taught in elementary schools. The kindness bucket.”

Soul laughed in his disoriented state. He then sat up and rubbed his head. “I loved the kindness bucket. A lot of people forget that when they grow up though.” He took his place next to me and leaned his head on my shoulder. “Then it could lead a lot of people to experience depression or anxiety.”

“That little bucket metaphor really helped me get a grasp of it.” I whispered, gently taking care of 20XX in Mind’s hold. “And by doing what you’re doing, hurting people and swapping bodies, you’re not really filling your bucket, you’re dipping into it.”

I watched as Mind’s arrow was aimed right at his skull. “Tripower Heart: Purify.”

“Are you gonna let us purify you, Xavier?” Soul asked quietly, running a hand through his hair. “It’s taking a minute max.” He got a nod.

The arrow was shot, and suddenly Xavier took the place of the original villain, like it always did. Like every time we had been doing this. It feels nice to have the entire team back together. But this time he was paler. The powers he had, while already powerful in the past, seemed more powerful now.

He read us and extracted our brains to place in another body. He modified it so much. Instead of just simply reading for our concepts and what we believe it was the entire brain. I shuddered at the thought. “Mind… slam your bow in the ground.” And he did.

I was now holding my bow, and Mind was on the floor in front of Xavier, Soul picked the boy up and left. I need to have a chat with someone. Harmonia. But before I could leave, I was gripped by the bicep. Mind stopped me.

“Are you… transmasculine, Heart?” He asked simply. “Call me anytime. You can borrow anything you want.” And he hugged me, resting my head between his shoulder and neck. “Mind out!” He was away before I could confirm or deny anything. I had to do something.

I didn’t have time to mourn. I needed Harmonia NOW. I lit the candles, didn’t even transform back and I was half detransformed when he finally appeared. “Why is he stronger?! I thought we were doing something right!”

“You are. He’s just feeding more.” Harmonia said simply. Like it wasn’t a big deal when it certainly was.

“Do they know? About the dream state? About the strength of his abilities? Apollo was able to travel through time, Xavier warped the mind, what next? What’s next?! Do they know?! Do they know everything?” I demanded to know, I couldn’t stand by and watch them be ignorant to everything. “They need to know!” I felt the tears behind my eyes.

“I… I’ll tell them.” He muttered, voice suddenly quiet against his usual cheery, booming tone. “But knowledge is a weapon that can be used for destruction. Knowledge is a blessing and a curse, and you know this well. If I tried to tell them all you know…”

“Tell them all I know.” I gritted my teeth. I didn’t want to punch a voice more in my life. “Tell them all I know and tell them. I don’t want them to be in the dark. Don’t talk to me until they know everything!” I stopped our meeting early, blowing the candle out.

Mind swapping, time traveling, the fact that he trusts me to hold multiple. Can I hold multiple jewels? Can I wield the Mind and Heart? What if I wield all three? What would happen? Would nothing happen? Oh, how many answers I want but I want them to have the answers I have.

I wish I could tell them. I want to tell them everything, but I can’t. Why did I snap at Harmonia? That’s quite literally a god. Imagine snapping at a god, couldn’t be me except it was totally me. “I’m sorry Harmonia.” I whispered.

“It’s okay. I still love you.” Harmonia replied. So, he was still there.

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CHAPTER #17 | SISYPHUS

I need to do lots of work often. Do you ever just stare at an empty project that’s supposed to have some electronic fabloo? No? Just me? I showed mama one of my earlier projects and she said I had a knack for this sort of thing. I’m older now, and I understand a lot of things.

This, the block of an empty midi score and lack of effects? I do not understand how to fill it. At some point I just click randomly, and I hope I get something good enough to be some sort of melody, but that didn’t happen this time. I groaned, pressing my head into the table. My bed creaked.

“We need to talk.” Harmonia’s voice rang out, invading my senses and completely throwing me off guard. I looked at the empty project on FL studio, then back to the candle now burning on my wardrobe. When did that get there? I stood up and nodded. “Atlas. I haven’t been honest with you.”

“Uh… in what way?” I was suddenly now extremely nervous. Did the other two have a sort of thing going on? They were cuddling the other day, maybe he was talking about that? Honestly, I don’t mind being a third wheel… actually, I do mind.

“The villains are getting stronger, and I can’t do much about it.” What. No, no, slow down, Harmonia. “Not to mention the dream state, that’s why I held you before you almost died, you can access that anytime when you’re asleep.” Wait, WHAT I ALMOST WHAT?! “And when you’re abusing your power, if you use it too much your power source drains your lifeforce.”

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, this is way too quick, my head’s not on straight. Explain?” I spun around in my chair, almost seeing the ghost of Harmonia on my bed.

“Okay, Since the Reaper has been eating more, their powers have gotten stronger. Haven’t you noticed? 6 had been able to travel through time, 20XX and mind warping, The Spider and just… being able to kill anyone and everyone??? I can’t do anything yet.” Harmonia’s ghost ran his hands through his hair. The subtle shake in his knee.

“But you’re here! You’ve manifested… kinda?” I muttered. He was a pretty god with gentle, caring eyes, a small, downward curve of his lips and slender hands that fiddled with his fingers. He looked about my age.

“I can’t do anything against them. And all I’ve been able to do is let you know that your bracelet could potentially hurt you if you abuse your power.” He sniffled. Awh, wait, no, Harmonia. He pushed a few of the tears from his eyes, struggling with the hair that flayed wildly. He took a deep breath.

“Harmonia, it’s okay.” I gently took his hand, he was warm. “It’s going to be okay, there must be something we can do. T-tell me about the dream state.”

“When you sleep, my presence is most powerful. I only gotta manifest in your mind, not physically.” He said simply through barely any tears. Oh, his profile. He had soft features but a firm jawline keeping them in place. Bright eyes that were fireworks shooting with his emotions. Oh, his profile. “And then you get to rest. I help take the tension away. Even when you’re scared or nervous. I tried getting in touch before your near-death, but you were dwindling.”

Oh, my heart dropped. He tried comforting me after? I pulled my sleeves down a bit more. I rested my head on his shoulder. It was real. Days when my mother worked at the restaurant, and I wasn’t allowed suddenly felt a little less lonely. “I see.” I whispered. I fiddled with his hand/ There was a mark around his right ring finger and wrist. That’s where my bracelet settled.

I looked to his neck to find that same imprint. Juno’s necklace. Hm. That was very interesting. I looked to that killer profile again, smiling warmly. “It’s going to be okay.” I whispered to his breaking form.

“I-I don’t know.” He whispered, fiddling with my hand. His were warm. I couldn’t help but to gently hold it. “I’m scared, Atlas. I know I’ve done what I can, but I can’t help but worry.”

“The last thing you need to do is worry. We need to stay positive!” I tilted his head to face me, and oh my stars he was so close. The calm, amber eyes and ugh. Someone just pinch me because I think I’m dreaming. “I know it’ll all be okay. Every time, we save them, we may stumble a bit, but we’re the same people, Harmonia! They may get stronger, but we do too! In experience, in weight training, and in friendship and love!”

He was so close. Oh, my Harmonia or the Harmonia that’s sitting right in front of me. “I-I just think that with everything going on, it’s near impossible. Everyone and everything is crumbling down around me, everything is splitting apart, and everything is-” I watched the Reaper wrap around his ankle. I thought he couldn’t get that way.

No. They can’t get a hold of Harmonia. They can’t!!! “Harmonia!” I gripped his shoulders tightly, shaking him and trying to knock the Reaper off his foot. “Harmonia, I have a serious question to ask you and instead of spiraling you gotta answer, okay?!”

“O-Okay!” He snapped, I continued to try to kick the Reaper away.

“I uhm… can I show you something us humans use to express affection and shut people up before they spiral?!” I didn’t mean that last part, but he nodded. Oh, there’s no way I’m going to do this. There’s no way I’m going to do this at all. I gently took his face and pulled in.

I’ve had multiple kisses before. Not many, but some girls, some guys. Both wanted different things, but Harmonia didn’t really feel like he knew what he wanted. It was his first time, cute. He was warm, and now flushed slightly. “Woah. What’s that called?”

“Kissing, Harmonia.” I watched the Reaper pull away from him. Oh, he was so cute the way his eyes widened slightly. “We do it to show affection to people we really love.” I just kissed a god.

“Awh, you’re so sweet.” He giggled, putting his head against my shoulder. Oh, he’s so cute. Oh, he’s so cute. I’m freaking out in gay panic. “Humans are so cute; I admire you all. How can people come in such huge differences but still hold some of the same basics?”

I gently held him, if this is what he needs right now, I’ll give it to him. Also, because… well… you know. I gently ran a hand through his hair, watching his shoulders relax. I felt a bit different. I felt like something coursed through my veins. Just something. “Are we done panicking, Harmonia?”

“Y-Yeah. I think so.” He laughed against my shoulder. His physical form was disappearing fast and flickering. “Love you, Atlas!” He was gone before I could tell him I loved him back. Probably because there was ANOTHER STUPID VILLAIN! COME ON, WE JUST FOUGHT 20XX!!

What do you mean half the ground is gone. Oh, I just love earthquakes except they aren’t really earthquakes. What do you mean Heart and Mind were fighting this while Harmonia and I were- Well, I’m not talking about that. They need Soul.

I popped out of my window as Soul took my place. What’s happening?! The ground shook below us. Twice in one day and while one brings us to 2099, another brings us to whatever the hell this is. A hill was being formed.

“SOUL! WHERE ARE YOU!?” Heart’s voice blared from my bracelet, “SHE’S LITERALLY THROWING STUPID BOULDERS.”

I groaned, glancing over and looking around. Maybe she’s at the top of the hill? I started to head out to the villainized-made hill. Maybe it all was different. Oh *. She really was throwing boulders. I watched Mind and Heart struggle with the weight on their shoulders and I glanced upward to see the woman…? Man…? I don’t know, it was just about the fact that they need help.

I started heading up the hill in a march. I then was sent back down a minute later. Okay, now I can see why Heart and Mind were struggling. We were back at the same point every time when trying to get to them. It was like the myth of Sisyphus, where he carried the boulder up but could never get to the top. No progress was made.

Maybe this was a sign. Something had to have been different. The Reaper was stronger while we were at a magical standstill? No, we couldn’t be, we had friendship and love. The manipulative relationship the Reaper has is nothing compared to the love we have shown state Victoria and our Harmonia.

I will not stop until we are at a Pax Victoria and peace is restored to the planet! I won’t stop! I will never stop! I climbed the hill again, sent down after a minute, then again, sent down after a minute and a half. Each time I got slightly closer but still ended up at the bottom of the hill like my peers.

I sprinted up the hill and watched as the boulder neared my eyes. This time something changed. I stopped it. I can’t stop ever. It broke in my will. I continued sprinting and took him down.

The world seemed to only expand beyond the horizon of what I once knew. I took a moment, looking to the world and where I came from. Then I focused on the now, the person struggling against my hold, and how I struggled against theirs. Another boulder was dropped but a move was made to stop it in its tracks before it could hurt someone. I tied something, I don’t know what it was around them and they were now contained.

I looked to my hands, now slightly warmer than before, then the person. I couldn’t see a face or make out features, it was like a copper statue, but the stuff that defines it were whacked off. Weird. My hands still burned. I realized something. There wasn’t a rope around here.

No shot. I flushed a bit. Had Harmonia helped me out a bit extra today? Did I just remember I had a power? I don’t know, and the spirit was purified before my brain could catch up. No shot. The hill slowly lowered to the ground as Heart’s power did its thing. “Great job, Soul. Hopefully that’s the last time this thing happens today, Mind’s really tired. I’ll take ‘er home, kay?”

I watched as Heart took Day away, and I was there to stand awkwardly in the field. Was there really something I was missing? If so, what is it? I ran back home and flopped in my bed right before mama came home. She smiled at me in my bed, slightly flushed.

She walked over and sat down on the edge. “Whatzit, my fawn?” She laughed once more. “The restaurant was boring today, little to no traction. I’m still raring to so something. Do you wanna go for an early dessert? You look hot.” She brushed a bit of the messy curls from my forehead. “Ice cream?”

Oh, she does NOT know about Harmonia at all. She doesn’t understand the reason I’m so flushed. I just laughed a bit nervously. “Yeah, I could go for some ice cream.”

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