"Was she that bad?" I said, not remembering a single thing. "It was absolutely aggravating," Kimera said, anger filling his voice. I got a flashback of a woman holding me to their chest and yelling at someone. "YOU MONSTER!!! YOU AND I BOTH KNOW THAT SHE'S SPECIAL AND YOU DARE TRY AND DENY HER ENTRY INTO THE SHIP?!?!" The woman said, gripping me harder. "I'M THE MONSTER?! HOW DARE YOU EVEN MENTION MONSTERS WHEN YOU WERE THE ONE WHO DESIGNED AND FUNDED THE SHIP, YOU WRETCH!!!" A man, who I assume is Kimera judging by his voice, screamed back at her. "DON'T EVEN TRY TO PIN IT ALL ON ME! I DID NOT DESIGNATE PEOPLE TO BE THINGS, THAT WAS MY SISTER!!!" The woman said, and I looked up at her. She was pretty wrecked. Her mascara was running because of how much she was crying, and a look of anger with pleading and love hiding underneath it. Her emotions were very complex.
I couldn't see the other guy but I didn't sense that much love from him to her. "I swear to god I will kill you. Do not get on my bad side, Raine, or you'll have a world of pain coming your way while I give you a slow, painful death. Also, give me the kid." He said, rage flooding into his words like a tsunami. "No! You will not hurt her. I swear to you I will not let you hurt her. She is like my baby because you're never home so it has to be that way." She said, sideways and trying to hide me. I saw him then, Kimera with a look of pure rage and murder that it showed in his whole body. I saw him smirk a little, and pull out his knife, the weapon glinting in the overhead light. I screamed "MOM, RUN!!!" and she jumped out of a window. I guess we were on the first floor because as soon as she hit the ground she was sprinting. She put me on her back and said, thank you so much for the warning, while she ran. I looked behind us and Kimera was behind us in a car, so my mom ran into the woods.
"There's a town that is really easy to spot, all you have to do is look for the pink lights okay?" My mom said, running through the woods. "Okay!" I said. "After that, just look for a house that has blue and purple lights, okay?" My mom said, slowing down a little when we both saw the pink lights. "Just go over there and remember, don't forget mommy." My mom said, rubbing mud on me and messing up my hair. After that, she did the same to herself, and then she hugged me, sobbing, patted my head, turned me in the direction of the lights, and said: "Bye, my sweet, little angel." Then I remembered my last test before I met Kimera, and I connected the dots, though I don't remember that lady much, I do remember her. "Melody? Are you in there?" Kimera said, a bit confused. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Can we stop here for a second?" I said, sitting down.
"Yeah, sure," Kimera said, also sitting down. "I just... feel really sleepy..." I said, drifting to sleep. "H-Hello? Oh! It's you! What a surprise!" An old man with grey, slick backed hair said, ushering me into his house. "Hi, grampa!" I said, hugging him. "Haha! How's my little munchkin?" Grampa(?) said, picking me up and twirling me in the air. "I'm good! Mommy just told me to look for you. She was running from big brother." I said, giggling in between sentences. "Oh! Well, don't you worry your tiny little head about it. She's safe and sound, all toasty near a fire! Isn't that great!" Grampa said, setting me down on a couch and going into his kitchen. "Now, How about some nice, warm hot chocolate and a new batch of clothes?" Grampa said, making the hot chocolate. "Hey, Grampa! Look what I can do!" I say, somehow lifting off the couch and levitating in mid-air. "Wow! That's some talent you have there." Grampa said, worry lurking in his voice.
He comes over to me and gives me a warm cup of hot chocolate. "Well, how about you tell me more about your big brother?" Grampa said, sitting next to me on the couch and sipping his hot chocolate. "W-Well, he's not actually my brother," I said, looking down. "He's more of a dad than a brother because he's Mommy's age. I have another big brother, but he doesn't talk much. He usually just watches me." I said, taking sips of hot chocolate in between sentences. "Well, how does he act when he does talk to you?" Grampa said, obviously curious about him. "Well, his name is Tommy, and his face just gets red and he runs away whenever I try to talk to him, it's kinda weird," I said, staring down at my hot chocolate. All of this surprised me because I only remembered being a Looker. All of the kid Lookers had a parent, and I did too. I liked my mom because she didn't look at me like some kind of monster, she loved me and gave me advice for the future.
I still remember her last words to me before they took me away to be a Looker. "The only thing that we still own, is our humanity, my little Melody." Just then, when I saw my Mom, I noticed that we... we used to be normal. All of us. They probably have the technology to change us, our minds at least, so they did. Then I realized that the reason that they depend on me, is because They didn't do anything to me... but why? I didn't realize why until It hit me in the face... I had powers. That's why They couldn't do what they did to the rest of the Lookers to me. That's why the Lookers protected me... It just slapped me in the face as I was going through this memory. I was special, and they wanted more data on me. That's why they were so... so persistent in trying to get me out, instead of taking me out. They were scared.
I was just going through this memory when my Grampa sent me to bed, but I didn't go with dream me. I stayed. Grampa's face got serious and he turned to me with his eyes closed, saying "Who are you, and why are you here? Answer me, now." I got scared and backed away. "I-I'm Melody! Please don't hurt me, I didn't know you could see me, if I did, t-then I w-would have i-introduced myself sooner!" I said shaking as my Grampa walks up to me, anger spilling onto his face. "You're Melody? My little girl? Well, then how are you here? I have only seen ghosts and spirits, not... not this?! How do I know you're not lying?!" Grampa said, right in front of me. His voice was filled with anger, probably because I just came into his house uninvited, and with his daughter. "I-I dunno! I j-just remembered this, and I was here! P-Please don't hurt me, Grampa!!!" I said, collapsing onto the floor and crying, shaking with fear.
A door opened behind Grampa and dream me walked out, worry on her face. "Grampa, who is that?" Dream me said, walking to us. "Get back! She might be dangerous!" Grampa said, blocking dream me's path. "No, I don't think she's bad. Look, her face looks like mine, and I think she has the same secret tickle spot." Dream me said, going around her Grampa and putting her hands on my feet, getting ready to tickle them. At this point, I stopped crying and just didn't want to be tickled, so I immediately grabbed her hands and shook my head 'no.' She ignored me and I knew what was going to happen if I try to force her hands off. She tickled me, and I laughed so hard that I started crying again. She stopped and got up, then she helped me off the ground. "See? She even laughs like me. You told me stories of people whose spirits could travel through time, right?" Dream me said to Grampa. "Yeah, but you haven't been able to do that so far, so how can you in the future?" Grampa said.
"W-Well, I'm a pretty special case, actually. I had to go onto the big ship that everyone's boarding, and they... they tamper with your brain. I thought that I was an orphan and that my parents left me as a baby, so this is the first time I've remembered you since I was like, eleven." I chimed in, meekly. "Hmm... Well, then that's not willingly traveling time... That's more like reliving memories, in which your spirit is dragged along into those memories. If that's the case, then you should be able to leave once the memory is over." Grampa said, turning to me. "Well, even so, the memory should have been over by now, when I went to sleep, so you're probably from a different timeline, or you need to do something to make yourself stronger." Dream me said. "Well then, can I see my mom?" I said. "Yes, I can see where she is and we can go from there," Grampa said closing his eyes. We all got teleported to a room, which was the same room where I had the first dream of my mom.
She was there, shaking, as Kimera came in with his knife. Grampa grabbed a kitchen knife on a table in the room and blocked Kimera's path. I saw my mom, and Dream me, and I knew they couldn't run fast enough to escape. Grampa turned around, worry staining his face, and he said one word... "Run." I closed my eyes and tried my hardest to solidify in my dream, but I couldn't. I thought of something else. I tried to do the levitation thing I used to do, and it worked. I pulled my mom and dream me out of the house. racing through the forest. We soared above the trees, and dream me was having the time of her life. "You can let go of me!" Dream me said, grinning. "You sure?" I said, worried about if she could even do this. "Yeah!" She said. "Okay!" I said, letting go of her. She didn't fall, she soared with me. My mom was screaming bloody murder too. "AAAAHHHH!!! P-PUT ME DOWN!!! PLEASE!!! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!!!!" My mom said, flailing while we soared through the air.
"M-Mom, I'm your daughter!" I said, slowing down. "What? B-But she's my daughter." Mom said, pointing at dream me. "She's me, but from the future. This is kinda like her reliving her dream." Dream me said. "O-Oh. Well, wouldn't the fact that you're doing this change your reality?" Mom said."I... I didn't think about that." I said, kinda scared. "This is my stop!" My mom said, pointing to a house in a city. "O-Okay. After we get there can I talk to you?" I said, quietly. "Sure." My mom said as we got to her house. "Goodnight!" Dream me said, going into her room. "Goodnight." My mom and I said. We sat on the couch, and even though I was a bit nervous, I said "A-About the future... Please remember me. I think my memory is about to end, so please, please remember me. I'll look for you, so if you know where you'll be stationed, please tell me. We're going to meet again in a few years, I promise." At that point, I was hugging my mom and crying, because I didn't want to go. I really didn't want to go.
"Don't worry. I'll never forget you, ever, but... I have to warn you. Kimera is dangerous, and I might be too. Keep your guard up, even with close friends. Tommy... he is an exception. He... He loves you, really. He'll never stop loving you as long as you're around. I-I'm so sorry for putting you on the ship, it's just that compared to living here, the ship is like heaven. Crime is... really high and since there's no law system anymore it will just get worse, so please, don't hate me. I understand if you don't want to forgive me once you find out what I've done, what I've enabled to happen by building this ship. I can't take it back, even if I want to, so please, even if you don't love me, find me. I'll be in the most dangerous part of the ship, the Demon's Prison. And remember, don't tell Kimera, please." My mom said, hugging me back and holding back tears.
She... She is so different than what Kimera described. "I-I'll remember. I'll remember for as long as I live. I'll find you, I promise." I said, realizing that I was fading away. "I love you, Melody." My mom said, kissing my forehead and patting my head. "I love you too, Mom," I said, looking at her and smiling. Then I faded away in my mom's arms. I will never forget that memory. Ever.