章 15: The Hero Killed The Clown Part 3
The kidnapper went into his closet and began to dig through his chest. He trashed through, throwing different odds and ends left and right. There did not appear to be any rhyme or reason as to why he was doing it, but it seemed like the most important thing in the world to him at the present moment.
“Fuck! Where is it!” The kidnapper freaked exclaimed.
“It’s just like they say”. Wiyot said. “Blink and you miss it”
The kidnapper turned around to face Wiyot. Wiyot has transformed into his human form, the cage now broken apart with the pieces on the floor. A Native American young man in his mid-twenties with long jet-black hair. He wore a black jean jacket, blue jeans, a grey shit, and black boots. The kidnapper stood there, flabbergasted.
“You…you are a human?”
“What do you think?”
“But, how?”
“The how doesn’t matter. What matters is how I’m even here in the first place”.
“Oh. That’s easy. I have a police scanner and heard that two police officers found two owls. From there I tracked their whereabouts and was able to figure out where they went. Then that explosion in what looked like some government coverup building happened I saw four owls fly away. I tracked you and your flock as fast I could and was able to find your hideout. But only you were there. Good enough”.
A chill crawled up Wiyot’s spine as he stared at the kidnapper. The kidnapper stood there in a relaxed manner as Wiyot gathered himself together and looked down to the floor. He looked back up and the kidnapper had not moved, still in the same relaxed form that he was seconds ago.
“What do you want to do with me?”
“I want to understand you. Owls have been reported to be extinct for years now. And yet, you were an owl. And now you are a human. There isn’t anyone like you. You deserve to be on display”.
“That’s not how it works”.
“How would you know? All your life you’ve literally been as free as a bird. You wouldn’t understand what it means to work within the confides of this society”.
“And then you put me in a cage”.
“I didn’t have a choice”.
“You did have a choice. You made the selfish one”.
“This is my fucking life’s work! This is why I am here! This is what I was born to do!”
“You think that don’t you?”
“I know that”.
“What if I told you that was all lie?”
“You wouldn’t know”.
“What if the truth was that you had no idea why you are here and are simply hiding behind that persona?”
“You don’t know me”.
“It does not take many words to describe the truth”.
“Stop it”.
“That you have attached to this identity for so long that it has consumed every fiber of your being so much that you have gone mad?”
“Shut up!”
“You have no idea who you are or what you are searching for. All you know is what your ego thinks will make you feel better about yourself”.
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!” The kidnapper yelled in a temper tantrum type style.
“You finished?” Wiyot asked.
“Stop pretending like you know me!” The kidnapper shouted. “You think you understand me, but you don’t!”
“One thing that I do understand is that your mother probably wouldn’t approve of your behavior now, would she?”
“Don’t fucking bring my mother into this!”
“She would be quite ashamed of you, wouldn’t she?”
“I did what I had to do!”
“Whatever you say. I don’t have time for this, I have to go”.
“You can’t go!”
“Give up. You may have a shot at redemption just yet”.
The kidnapper blitzed his way to the door and blocked it. He proceeded to make sure all the locks were locked to barricading the front door with random items that were around. Wiyot stared at the kidnapper and the door and looked around the entrance. The kidnapper put one last lock on the door to seal it.
“Are you mad?” Wiyot shouted.
“No!” The kidnapper yelled. “I am not going to let you to slip through my fingertips!”
“Back off!”
“I can’t!”
“All you’re doing is running away. Be it from your past or who you think you really are. It’s not going to work. It never worked, and it is never going to work. Give up and maybe you at least put your mind at ease”.
“All that sounds like the stuff fairytales at bedtime are made of”. The curly hair freak said. “As for me, I know this is my one and only shot at mortality.
KABLEW!
Shattered pieces of glass fell to the floor. On the ground was Takoda, who picked himself up and dusted off the pieces of glass that was on him. Wiyot and the kidnapper both stared at Takoda who walked over to them with a smirk on his face.
“Damn” Takoda started. “No worries though, I have insurance”.
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