The end of my efforts

We had gotten back from going out and there she stood, in the room, grinning at us. C began to cough and collapsed, it was as if she was choking, her throat had closed up. She tried to get me to run I think, but I stayed. I tried to help her, all that time, the plague bitch stood, staring down at us with a sick look of satisfaction.

C's coughing began to slow down, she was beginning to die. Sensing death is a horrible thing, knowing how truly helpless it is. She looked at me one last time, as the life drained from her eyes. And smiled at me one last time. My heart broke at that point. It well and truly smashed into thousands of pieces.

I remember attacking the plague bitch after that. I remember starting to take her form as I threw punch after punch, she laughed at me hysterically. She disappeared soon, letting my fist hit the floor, breaking a knuckle. I stood up and saw my reflection in the mirror, I felt like a monster to have to look like C's murderer. I am a monster.

I don't understand, that's what hurts me most, why does this shit universe refuse to let me be happy? I give up. I don't want this. I don't want this life. I see no more happiness to come from it.

This is the end of my blog. Sorry for wasting your time.

Tom's Alive

I woke up in the hotel this morning, C was in the same bed as me, which struck me as odd considering this was a twin bed room, but that's not what I'm posting about. The thing is, in the corner of the room, I could see Tom. Well, he looked like Tom but... different, his hair has become long, red and wild, his eyes are... different. He has the same smile as he had before. He looked like a smaller version of that Fear.

"S-Skyles..." he said, beckoning to me. I walked cautiously over, you see, he was kind of holding a butcher knife. He looked at me with those eyes for a moment and said "I-I-I need y-you t-to find a fe-fear. H-he-help me or I-I'll cut out th-that preci-precious eye of yours." he began to walk forwards before a portal opened up in front of him, to which he walked through.

Tom's alive... Emma coming back crossed through my mind at that point but, I looked over at C and... It doesn't matter, I don't understand why Tom would want to see another one after what that first fear did to him. I'll try and help you Tom, I promise.

I'll make up for what I did to you.

Hanging out with C

Me and C have just been hanging out lately. I guess there's no set destination for us yet, I don't mind though, it's nice hanging out with her. C is a pretty calm person really, not really minding what we do, she's laid back I guess and I like that.

We went to the amusement park yesterday and she sort of saw me freaking out at the fact that we were on an 80mph death coaster... yeah, C didn't let that one go so easily, she laughed about that for the rest of the day... While I'm on the subject of C... I have never seen somebody love Tuna sandwich so much in my life. She's laid back and all... but she eats them like a bear.

We've pretty much been under the guise of being identical twins for the past few days, which is kind of new for me and C. I mean I've looked like people before but never really hung out with them after. Well except Emma... But I'm trying not to think about her.

I'm surprised C is so accepting of me really... I figured she'd at least be wary... I guess it's because we are both changelings. I guess I feel the same way.

I'm happy.

C

As I sat on the bed, trying to comprehend how things had gone wrong so fast for me, a woman came in. She hugged me, obviously taking pity, and straight away I began to change form in front of her. But she didn't freak out, she looked happy. She called me a changeling, telling me she was one as well, it was C, another changeling like me. She writes a blog named Something.

She's female right now, so I'm referring to her as she and her, I don't exactly know what the standard referral would be for a changeling. Right now, she's kinda pretty... I seem to have a habit of becoming those I find attractive. She'll end up reading this but whatever, it's not like she'll stay in that form.

We decided to travel together for a while, figuring two changelings are better than one. It was her logic not mine. But I welcome the companionship... especially someone who understands what it's like to be like this.

Maybe the future won't be so lonely after all...

I'm stuck in this motel room. I can hardly walk around looking like 5 year old with clothes that don't even fit. I can't stop thinking about Emma's words, even she thought I'm a freak. I can't take this, I can't take the loneliness like last time. I won't do it...

Emma's gone

The doorway that Tom opened for us led to the alleyway of a motel, I don't particuarly know where, but there are people here. I took Emma with me to get a room, we both needed to rest, she said nothing, with just a glazed look into nothing, as if she couldn't comprehend what had just happened. On the way to our room, a kid about 5 or 6 years old ran into me and I immediatly began to shrink. Rushing into room, Emma finally began to speak...

Emma screamed at me for what seems like hours, she couldn't believe what I had just left Tom like that. She told me how selfish I was, how cowardly, how disgusted she was at me. She look in her eyes, it was a look of contempt for me. I left the man she loves to die she said.

I just sat there and took it, feeling as small as I currently was. She was right to be furious at me, what I did must have been selfish. She finally finished screaming and just stared at me for - again - what seemed like hours before finally saying "I've seen the blog... I would never return love to a cowardly freak like you..." and she left.

That cut deep.

The Smiling Man

Emma was still unable to open any doors. She told me she had more than enough power for it but the doors weren't even being forced open, it was as if something was blocking them. She tried for a good while before I heard Tom scream, I looked out of the window and I saw a man, well I say man... I know now it was a Fear. His face... a smile torn into it, I tried to look into his eyes but I couldn't, I just couldn't bring myself look into those eyes. This man... this fear... he's insane, that's the best I can do to explain something so twisted...

It was holding Tom by his neck, quickly tossing him aside before proceeding towards the cabin. I tried to post for someone to help, which apparently went through... But I looked around and the cabin just turned into petals... just flower petals that fell around us into the bed of flowers now surrounding mine and Emma's waist. I couldn't see Tom anymore.

"H-How di-did y-y-you get h-here? it asked us, it was stuttering, not as if it had a hard time looking for the right words or anything, it was more as if it was trying to focus on speaking to us than something else. I couldn't say anything, I feel ashamed for this but I was terrified... I guess Emma was too because I heard nothing from her.

"Y-you are n-not serv-servants of an-any f-f-fear and ar-ar-are not ass-associated with an-any... I-I-I-I don't s-see how y-y-y-you c-co-could get he-here..." it continued and I could've sworn it's grin got wider. It began to walk towards us. "I-I-I'd l-love to l-look inside a-and s-see" it said as it crouched and picked up a large knife from the ground. "I-I'll st-start by remo-removing your ey-eyesssss..." it whispered, it's grin getting wider.

It raised it's knife preparing to kill both me and Emma, I couldn't move, I couldn't comprehend what was happening. As the knife begun to come down, I saw Tom throw himself at it. They stabbed at each other, Tom had a knife like it and they were both taking hits badly. They began to blink around, I don't know if they did it from speed or teleporting, I was more in shock at seeing Tom actually seeming to take it on... a Fear.

It all happened so fast, Tom suddenly blinked in front of me, covered in blood, one of his arms limp, he didn't look to be winning. It was when he looked up at me which made me regain my senses. His face, it was grinning, Tom looked utterly mad... as mad as that Fear.

Tom looked to the side and a door opened before us. "R-run!" he screamed at us before turning to stab at the Fear again. Emma yelled for Tom to come with us, but I... I dragged her through and left him. I left our friend, the one who saved us from that Fear... I just left him. I don't even know why.

...am I a monster?

Theres a man with the girl now hes approaching hes not right someone help hes hurt tom someone anyone just come help!

Something's wrong...

Emma says she's ready to open a door but she can't actually do it. Nothing happens when she tries, usually when she goes to open a door when not ready it at least makes some weird half door thing appear but honestly nothing is happening when she attempts it this time. We've agreed to just try it tomorrow.

I'm getting worried, not even corner of my eye man is here, I've got a sinking feeling that this place isn't as sweet and pleasant as it appears to be. I could have sworn I heard giggling last night. I've also been seeing people, not like at the corner of my eye but every now and again, I'll look out of the window or into the distance when I'm outside and see a girl watching us, she's smiling, not a cheery smile but an unsettling one.

I need to tell Tom and Emma but there's nothing we can do about this until Emma is able to get us out of here so there's no point in worrying them. I'll keep watch for them, I mean how much harm could one girl be against the three of us?

Famous last words part II...

New place

Emma opened up a door earlier, there's nothing really special about how she does it. It's pretty much a wave of her hand and then it's like a distortion in that section, like how heatwaves make the air shimmer or something like that, I'm probably describing it badly, whatever, the point is that we went through it.

As for the destination, well it's a lot more pretty than the last... but something isn't right about it. At first glance, all I could see was a field with a ton of flowers in it, Emma loved the sight. We walked around for a bit, there's really not a lot here but these flowers and I've got to say, they really give off a stink. Not a bad odour from the flowers but all of these flowers giving off the typical flowery smell at once, it's to much, at some points I felt like I was gagging on it.

And I'm fairly sure there are animals or... something under the flowers, yeah, when I say there are a lot of flowers, we can't actually see past our waist. Every now and again there's this rustling from beneath the flowers, it's probably just rabbits or something but I am sufficiently creeped out by this place. It's just not right.

We found a cabin so we've decided to stay in there, not bad, there's 2 beds, table, chairs and the best part, a fridge full of food, don't ask me how it works without any source of power but hell, I was on a floating city of ruins before. Emma says we won't be here that long, she's building up the energy for a door quicker than usual so that's a relief.

Tom is acting strange though, he looks, well he looks terrified of being here, when I tried asking him about it, he just shook his head saying "It'll be fine, we won't be here for long..." Maybe he just has really bad hayfever, who knows. Not a lot else happened, so I guess I'll end here for now then.

And yes, I can see the warning signs... I can't do anything about it until Emma can get us out of here.

Me

Emma should be able to open a door soon. Thank god, I am sick to death of this bloody city, it's cold, it's boring and to be honest, rubble is not a refreshing site to me. But anyhow, I figured now would be a better time than any to talk about me, the writer of this blog.

The main thing with me is, well I don't have my own look, I don't mean I just haven't got a style to go with, I literally don't have my own form, rather, I have everyone else's. You can probably refer to me as a changeling I guess. Whenever I come into physical contact with someone, I begin to change into them, it's gotta be skin contact. It doesn't particular matter on the age, gender, race or anything, I kind of just change. I don't receive their memories or anything but I guess that's for the best.

Once I've changed, I'm stuck like that for the next 24 hours, after which all I have to do is to come into contact with the next person and there I go changing. I don't remember what I used to look like, I haven't been in my own form since I was 6, I'm not even sure of my gender. People don't like my ability... it scares them, people wouldn't come near me for the next 10 years. It was lonely. I began to abuse my ability, I've done things with it that I'm not particularly proud of.

I've been stuck looking like Emma for the past few days now, Tom is purposely avoiding contact with me because he finds it amusing having two Emma's around him. I've grown to not really care on gender anymore, I guess I'm comfortable in either now. In terms of sexuality... well it doesn't change I'm pretty much interested in women either form.

Emma's opening a door, it's time to go, I'll end the happy post here...

Tom

We've reached the edge of the city now. The outside of the city, is nothing. The edge just fades away into darkness. The three of us are... well, kind of worried because as you all know - at least I hope you know - cities are not supposed to just end like this. Tom being the genius he is, almost falls into this nothingness by trying to look underneath the city. With me and Emma grabbing onto his legs, he told us that the city is floating above this darkness, like it was a floating island.

This is probably a better time than any to write about Tom. He's fairly tall, he's taller than Emma and me, well taller than me right now. Black hair, dark skin, lazy expression. There's not really a lot to say about his looks in my opinion, Emma seems to disagree but I'm not going to get into that again.

Me and Emma stumbled across Tom when we kind of accidently teleported into his room, he kind of just stared and then made a joke. In our few days there, him and Emma had pretty much fallen for eachother so we brought him along with us. It took a few weeks for me to get used to him, but we became friends in the end.

Tom is not the brightest, by that I mean he's a moron. The problem is he never thinks about the repercussions, that looking under the city thing as an example. I let jealousy get in the way but I honestly Tom, is a good friend. He can be funny and caring and I'm pretty sure he would protect me and Emma if someone ever tried to hurt us. You hear that, corner of my eye man, I've decided that the figure in the corner of my eye shall be referred as a he now.

In terms of our abilities, Tom says that he has one, but he absolutely refuses to go any further into it than that, even to Emma. Sometimes I doubt that he does have one like me and Emma but that doesn't particuarly change my opinion of him, he accepts me and Emma despite the Eldritch crap that we do and to be honest, it's hard to find that kind of acceptance in someone...

Emma

Emma still can't open up a gateway, so we're still stuck in the city of rubble. Oh and I suppose this is a good time to write about Emma since she's sitting opposite to me. Emma is, well Emma to me, is beautiful... Her dirty blond hair drapes down to her shoulders, her eyes are a greyish blue, her face is perfect even with the scars. She's 20 years old now, 2 years older than me.

Her personality isn't quite as beautiful, she can be quite bossy at times, she'd pretty much be seen as our de-facto leader if you saw us. But then again, she can be sweet and kind when we're not on the move, Emma is the one that found me after all, yeah we wern't all born right next to eachother, we each had to deal with this Eldritch stuff during childhood.

Emma's ability is pretty much the reason she stumbled accross me, you see, Emma has the power to open up doors to different locations, she has very little control over them. Why do we keep jumping through them? Because if Emma goes to long without opening up a doorway herself then the doors will begin to force themselves open and that tends to get us into a lot of trouble. One of the force opened doors was the one that led her to me and we pretty much became friends after I was the only one that didn't run away screaming from the fact that some random lady appeared out of nowhere.

We've been travelling together ever since, we don't really have a destination but we kind of well, find it fun to jump through the doors together, never knowing what we see next. We've had much better than rubble cities, trust me.

I think I'm be in love with Emma... in my eyes, she's amazing. But I can't ever do anything about it... Not as long as her and Tom are the way they are. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate Tom for it, he too is one of my best friends. I'm just well, it makes me jealous of him.

Emma is questioning why I keep looking up at her, ending here now.

Filled with Eldrich Crap

I'm still not sure if there is someone following us, I keep thinking I see someone out the corner of my eye, but I never a good enough glimpse because if there is someone there, they're gone when I look. I don't really know why I'm writing about this, I'm only a little bit unsettled about it is all.

Anyway, we're almost out of the city I think, the amount of rubble is starting to get less dense, I honestly have no idea what happened here, whatever it was, it must have been big, I'd imagine it was something eldritch. Urgh, the eldritch, you readers have no idea how much I hate it, it's because of them that people lose their minds. Can't really talk though... me, Tom and Emma, we're well kinda familiar with it.

I should explain, well I'm not sure that I'll be able to properly well uh so the three of us are full of 'eldritch crap' which you could say has given us some weird abilities. It sounds like we could be superherous, but we're pretty much just freaks to everyone else, it's pretty much why we are friends, well I am with them... Emma and Tom are a bit to close to just be friends. I wouldn't mind but they are 'really' open about it.

It sucks only having them for company right now, well I have possible corner of my eye guy. He, she, it or nothing will always be with me.

And with that sane note, I'll end here.

Been walking

We've been walking around today, Emma can't get us out of here for a day or two so we're seeing if we can find any mode of transport, Tom said he could probably get a car working for us or something. But apparently we've reached the city of walking. I'm tired, my legs hurt, Emma won't stop complaining about me complaining. In general it's been a sucky day and I'm really don't feel like talking to those two.

And apparently the Fear World Magnet is working with this blog because I'm fairly sure we're being followed. I'm not positive, but I think I've seen someone out the corner of my eye. Don't really care if it's just following, so I haven't bothered telling the others. Those'll be my famous last words one day.

Been reading blogs also, I honestly love it when you guys survive. It's really a shame I didn't blog earlier, I would've had stories to give like you guys do.

Well Emma is making me and Tom walk again, I'll stop writing here.

Waiting for some food

Sitting in some ruins of some building, think it was a school. Well it was, till me and the others came along. I like the names Skyles so I went with it. I noticed some runners and proxies write these, figured I may as well join in with you lot. I'm the depressed type of blogger if you hadn't of noticed, sorry about that.

Right now, I'm just resting up, Emma has gone with Tom to get food, I don't mind using their real names for this. I found this laptop actually, should be able to keep it powered for my uses. I'd say where the three of us, but I'm not really sure, Emma is really not good at aiming.

Oh right, uh fear stuff, know of them, not sure if any actually care about us, this blog should attract a few... that'll be interesting I guess. Emma and Tom are getting back as I write this, I'll end here.