Emovere

Turn 9: If No One' Created Equal, Does That Not We're All Special?

The clock's hands continued to move slower and slower as Felichs forced their eyes to stay open for as long as it took. Seconds became minutes. Minutes became hours. They used their fingers to hold their eyes open for as long as possible until the vessels popped one after another.
"Ughhh. Damn it! My eyes can't take any more of this and if I go any longer I just might go blind. Why...why can't I use it? Is my connection to my soul really that weak? What the heck am I gonna do against all of them? There's no way with these injuries and no power I'll be able to stand up against the field. Maybe I should take up Fox's offer...I'm sure it's still on the table. If I had him on my side there's no way I'd lose. I just wish I knew what he wanted. He's clearly not helping out of the kindness of his heart, so what is it, what the heck do you want? Maybe I should just sleep on it. There's only a few hours left until it starts. I'll find out what he wants and then make my decision. If it's worth it, I'll let him be my knight, but if it's not, then I'll bury him quickly like a pawn."

They crawled back into their bed, tossing and turning as reality began to set in. Felichs knew it was going to be next to impossible to win Tournouá in this state. What would happen if they lose? How much longer would their mother, Sana, be able to live? How many more times could they sing with her? What about laughing and eating breakfast together? Tears ran down their face as reality set in.
"I...won't be able to save her...I'm sorry mom...I tried...I really fucking did...but I'm useless. I can't do anything right and now you're gonna die...because of me..."

As Felichs tossed and turned all night, another individual who was set to have a collision with them also struggled to sleep. Mori laid on his bed as he stared up at the ceiling as though it was a dreary sky whose clouds showered the land with its waters of despair.
"You lied to me. You promised the surgery would work, yet here I am still able to see through these evil eyes. I can't take this anymore. I just want them gone. So why...why did you lie? I figured you were a better person than this, but it seems you're just like him. You're a sick person who gets off on lying to people and hurting them, just like him. You have a silver tongue, just like him. And Watson...I don't know what to make of you. I sensed deadly intentions when we were in that room, but they weren't directed towards me. So who? Your friend? Felichs? Or someone else? Well, whoever it is, I will not aid you whatever it is you seek. Ever since you left you've changed. You seem lost. A baby without its mother would be the best way to describe you. I can no longer be your eyes or your blade for Echo Path was the last. Speaking of which, I assume Mira and that Magna individual will be joining us too — likely both of their gang of bandits as well. Magna seemed like a leader at first, but that man who revealed himself to be their true leader clearly was a much stronger foe. So why did he feel so comfortable acting as their leader? Maybe it was a ruse. Maybe he was just feeding us to the beast...or maybe he's the real brains behind the Echo Bandits. Either way, he'll certainly be someone who should proceed with caution. Mira's no slouch herself either, but my goodness they say Menos can bring you happiness, but is so much pain worth it? I can't let myself go down the same path as you, Felichs. Your heart has grown too dark and now you point your blade at me. You yearn for what I despise. I wish I could just give them to you, then maybe we could be allies, possibly even friends. I'd love to help cleanse your soul. You're an innocent child who has been swallowed up by this disgusting world. I have no intention of fighting you. If you desire to come for my eyes, then at least make the process quick."
"Yo! Open up. We needa talk."

Mori grumbled as he slowly approached his door and as expected, at the entrance stood Watson.
"What is it...Watson...what do you want?"
"Just checking in to see where your head's at."
"What do you mean...where my head's at...why would you care?"
"I don't alright. I just...look you better not lose tomorrow. I don't care who it is. Just let the Demon run rampant."
"I could've sworn...that I made it clear...crystal clear in fact...we're not partners...that was a one-time thing...you're on your own..."
"Idiot. Don't win. I don't care. But seeing as I owe you and don't feel like being in debt to an idiot like you."