The Dark Type

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Chapter 19

What Blue Eyes See #4

Shift in the Sands

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Well, it’s done.

I’ve made myself known to someone.

That’s… well, not exactly new. It hasn’t been for a while now. There are people that know who I am. They sing songs about me. Tell tales. Weave legends. But I haven’t appeared to anyone like that in what—five years? Little, innocent, Iruni Thomas, now sent back to live out his boring fate. For now, at least. He’ll thank me in the end. I’ve done nothing but push him along the proper pathways. He would’ve missed them otherwise and then run into one particularly nasty one. I’ve helped him, so he’s helping me whether he likes it or not. I will not lose this chance. I won’t mess this up.

Now he’s gone, and I’m alone. Again.

What is wrong with me? Am I that sentimental? That a little light-show and vague imagery constitute a… happy memory? Do I already miss him? He’s just a means to an end… Coralis.

Do I miss him? Oh of course I do… that’s why I’m doing all of this. I can already tell; just by meeting Iruni in person, he would’ve rejected me if he knew what I had done. He’s that kind of person. I know he’ll find out eventually, I just don’t want it to be from me. It’s better if he hears it from Coralis… Or would it be worse? I can’t even tell who’s more upset with me; him or myself.

I can’t think… my head is fuzzy. What’s the matter with me? Everything’s going how I wanted it to, right? I planned this out; everything’s going fine.

Then why am I so tense? Did I forget something?

I scanned the minds of Cynthia and her uncle, still lying on the kitchen floor below me. No traces of my or Iruni’s appearance here exist in their little heads. I made sure I placed him in the right section of the ruins. He’s not going to make a wrong turn, is he? No, he’s not that stupid. He wants to live. He is that kind of person.

I can’t place my finger on it, but something doesn’t feel right.

I closed my eyes, taking a moment to gather myself again. I let my emotions get the best of me all those years ago, and look what that got me? One big, five year long headache.

Surrounded by the flows of time, I am calm. I don’t move around in them, I just observe them. Moments crawl past, slowly. It’s silent around me. The sands of time flowing around me are moments I had glimpsed so long ago, only just now becoming the present. These seconds were ones I was so worried about; the crucial points. They’re going just how I wanted them to. Everything’s set to move forward.

Wishing to amuse myself, I look ahead, peeking at the moments yet to pass long before they reach their time to happen.

Wait. When is this?

No, that’s not… that’s not right! That can’t be!

I have to see it with my own eyes. Reaching out into time, I find where I want to be. One instant, I’m in a warm kitchen in the middle of a snowfall. The very next, I’m above the trees of Ilex Forest. My forest. My only real home. I try and ignore the horrible sounds that echo up from below me. It pains me to see it like this. It was inevitable, but that doesn’t make watching it fall into such disarray any easier. I float above the chaos, looking for what caught my eye. It should be happening soon.

There. That. Who is that?

He wasn’t here before. What’s he doing here?

He can’t— he is!

Now the two of them— oh, it’s her! Then that means…

I have to leave. I can see their future and it… Why does it unsettle me? It’s… new! Unheard of! This wasn’t in my plans!

I’m panting, hard. My hearts are racing. Is this panic? Me of all beings in the universe! Afraid of tomorrow?

Time has changed. This isn’t what I saw. This isn’t what I worked so hard to make Iruni avoid. I was so sure of everything, but now…

I did it. It’s my fault. Time changed because I forced it to change. It’s not just Iruni anymore. There’s more people now.

I feel pressure all around me. Like time itself bearing down against me. It’s Him, I know it. His presence is stifling, and He isn’t even really here. The Time Lord is angry with me. Lord Dialga knows that His time was tampered with. Everything is different now!

I’m scared…?

I am scared.

I can’t do this alone, not anymore. I need some help now.

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To Be Continued…

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