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basic_powers) wrote2007-10-03 01:21 am
basic_powers) wrote2007-10-03 01:21 am
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Time After Tyler: Mirrors Part 3
Were all of the worlds in those mirrors he hadn't touched yet just as scary? Tyler sat down on his knees and glanced around the hallways, looking at all the reflections that were looking back at him. A little to his left was a mirror that actually had his regular reflection in it. That didn't look too bad. Tentatively, he reached out to touch his reflection...
"Hello, Tyler," he spoke aloud, rolling his eyes slightly in a futile but automatic effort to see the person he was speaking to. "I guess I should say it's a pleasure to meet you."
Tyler could feel the confusion in his head, his own and not his own. He set aside his book. "Right now, we're sharing my mind. No doubt you've guessed that the Hall of Mirrors shows you possible universes that are different... sometimes really different... from your own. This one may seem similar to yours, but I assure you, it's not.
"I'm your parents' dream come true. My physical powers are about as good as theirs, I try to always do the right thing... but I also have mental powers. And I did something with them that kind of... went wrong."
There came a knock at the door, so he took a break from talking to himself and got up from his bed to answer it. Not that this was really necessary; the knockers opened the door anyway.
"Tyler?" said Mr. Clay. "We sensed you conversing with someone." "But no one of the Commonality is being spoken to," Ms. Kyle added. "So we came to investigate," concluded Emerald Gauntlet.
Tyler was accustomed by now to the way they spoke - as a unit, following seamlessly from each other - but the visiting mind was disturbed. "It's nothing," he said, as though nothing was wrong. "Just a mental game I'm playing."
"We see. We will leave you to your pursuits," said Herschel agreeably. "Dinner will be served in one hour," Ms. Kyle informed him. "And we can arrange for group activities later, if you'd like," Emerald Gauntlet offered.
"That would be great, thanks."
"Thank you, Progenitor." Mr. Clay returned with a smile as he shut the door.
The Progenitor crossed the room as he continued his explanation. "About a year ago, my mental power grew a lot. I could hear just about anyone's thoughts. I think it's how I can detect you in my head and speak to you. I could even listen to people think on the other side of the world.
"I wondered if I could touch everyone's mind at once... And I tried. That might've been a mistake, I think."
Leaning against the wall, he sighed. "I linked all of humanity together. They formed what they called 'the Commonality'. It's really incredible: The whole human race is now acting as a single entity. Wars are no more, famine and greed have vanished, and scientific exploration has made near infinite leaps. Whether that's because so many minds are linked or people like Herschel are part of their collective, I'm not sure."
He walked into the bathroom. "But I'm not a part of it. And I can't be. Either they won't let me in or their mega-mind is too big for me to touch.
"Anyhow, the Commonality worships me for giving it 'life' and it gives me everything I need... except one thing."
He stopped at the sink and stared at the mirror above it. "A chance to talk with just one, lone person."
He was addressing his reflection directly now. "Our time together is almost up, Tyler, so I want you to listen: Not having super powers doesn't mean you aren't strong or important. From what I can see in your mind...
"...You may be the most important Tyler of us all."
Tyler fell backwards from the mirror, flat on his back staring up at the plain ceiling. His head felt funny after that one, and he really couldn't tell if it was from sharing psychic powers or just the creepy factor of that particular possible world. And he really, REALLY did not want to know.
"Hello, Tyler," he spoke aloud, rolling his eyes slightly in a futile but automatic effort to see the person he was speaking to. "I guess I should say it's a pleasure to meet you."
Tyler could feel the confusion in his head, his own and not his own. He set aside his book. "Right now, we're sharing my mind. No doubt you've guessed that the Hall of Mirrors shows you possible universes that are different... sometimes really different... from your own. This one may seem similar to yours, but I assure you, it's not.
"I'm your parents' dream come true. My physical powers are about as good as theirs, I try to always do the right thing... but I also have mental powers. And I did something with them that kind of... went wrong."
There came a knock at the door, so he took a break from talking to himself and got up from his bed to answer it. Not that this was really necessary; the knockers opened the door anyway.
"Tyler?" said Mr. Clay. "We sensed you conversing with someone." "But no one of the Commonality is being spoken to," Ms. Kyle added. "So we came to investigate," concluded Emerald Gauntlet.
Tyler was accustomed by now to the way they spoke - as a unit, following seamlessly from each other - but the visiting mind was disturbed. "It's nothing," he said, as though nothing was wrong. "Just a mental game I'm playing."
"We see. We will leave you to your pursuits," said Herschel agreeably. "Dinner will be served in one hour," Ms. Kyle informed him. "And we can arrange for group activities later, if you'd like," Emerald Gauntlet offered.
"That would be great, thanks."
"Thank you, Progenitor." Mr. Clay returned with a smile as he shut the door.
The Progenitor crossed the room as he continued his explanation. "About a year ago, my mental power grew a lot. I could hear just about anyone's thoughts. I think it's how I can detect you in my head and speak to you. I could even listen to people think on the other side of the world.
"I wondered if I could touch everyone's mind at once... And I tried. That might've been a mistake, I think."
Leaning against the wall, he sighed. "I linked all of humanity together. They formed what they called 'the Commonality'. It's really incredible: The whole human race is now acting as a single entity. Wars are no more, famine and greed have vanished, and scientific exploration has made near infinite leaps. Whether that's because so many minds are linked or people like Herschel are part of their collective, I'm not sure."
He walked into the bathroom. "But I'm not a part of it. And I can't be. Either they won't let me in or their mega-mind is too big for me to touch.
"Anyhow, the Commonality worships me for giving it 'life' and it gives me everything I need... except one thing."
He stopped at the sink and stared at the mirror above it. "A chance to talk with just one, lone person."
He was addressing his reflection directly now. "Our time together is almost up, Tyler, so I want you to listen: Not having super powers doesn't mean you aren't strong or important. From what I can see in your mind...
"...You may be the most important Tyler of us all."
Tyler fell backwards from the mirror, flat on his back staring up at the plain ceiling. His head felt funny after that one, and he really couldn't tell if it was from sharing psychic powers or just the creepy factor of that particular possible world. And he really, REALLY did not want to know.