Prisoners of Heaven

Fairy: Sorry I did not update in a while, I was busy with another story. As for your reviews, they are much appreciated. As for a happy ending, I doubt it, and it will be short, about two or one and a half pages. Well, this is the last chapter…which the title is from Bjork. I will post the lyrics to “Coin-Operated Boy,” from the Dresden Dolls, for their song inspired this tragic tale. However, I’m changing up the lyrics to suit the story, so instead of being “Coin-Operated,” it’s going to be “Holographic,” but all original credit goes to them.
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Chapter Eight
All is Full of Love

They say there is no such thing as true love. They say true love can’t exist for various reasons for love from both human and pokemon alike is not unconditional. Loves always have conditions, whether it’s emotional problems or physical problems.

I don’t know if I’m still sane. I doubt I ever was sane. I fell in love with a hologram. I fell in love with a computer. I guess I was too afraid to search for real love after that heartbreak. I refused to see the good in others. That made me cold, that made me selfish. But was I really ever in love with Osiris? I am not totally sure.

After I had gone home with Rachel, we remained quiet. There was no talking or interacting with each other. She still loved me, but I guess either her respect or like for me had vanished. She never talked about me again. I silently sobbed to myself sometimes. Cold paws, cold hands they say. Strange, for a fire-type pokemon, everyone said I was cold.

I remember Osiris’ last words before he shut down and stopped working. I sighed and went outside in the rain. Thunder and lightening flashed before my eyes. That is what Osiris was. He was only a blend of light and color. However, he had feelings, he had thoughts.

I let the rain wet on my fur. I stuck out my tongue, letting rain fall on it, wash away my tears, wash away my tears, my reality…my sanity. I drove away all my admirers. I have nothing left but myself. I can always think about Osiris. I can always think about him.

“I am lonely,” I muttered as I stood outside, swirling in the rain.

“Sovereign, what are you doing out there?” Rachel asked.

I glanced at her and sighed. She sighed too and walked towards me standing in the rain with me.

“If you really like that program, I could always buy another one.”

I thought about it. It wouldn’t be the same. Each program was something different, heck; there were female voices for the program. The fact is, each had a different personality. I hung my head. It was clear that the answer was no.

“Well, come on Sovereign, before you get sick,” Rachel said beckoning me inside. I followed her and went to my room with the computer.

“Good night Sovereign,” Rachel said turning off the light and closing the door.
I told myself that all real pokemon I would destroy inside. Maybe that wasn’t the case. I destroyed myself inside, being detached and cold. I buried my face in the pillow and cried.

“Good night, Rachel.”

I guess I was just looking for someone who told me that they loved me. Though Rachel didn’t say it, I knew she did. I should have known better. But still…I was still searching…alone, and only alone.

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Holographic boy

Sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but I turn him on and he comes to life
Automatic joy
that is why I want a holographic boy

Made of digits, lights and elastic
He is changeable and long-lasting
Who could ever, ever ask for more
Love without complications galore
many shapes and weights to choose from
I will never leave my bedroom
I will never cry at night again
Wrap my arms around him and pretend....

Holographic boy
all the other real ones that i destroy
cannot hold a candle to my new boy and I’ll
never let him go and I’ll never be alone
not with my holographic boy...

this bridge was written to make you feel smitten
with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer
can you extract me from my digital fantasy
I didn’t think so but I’m still convincible
will you persist even after I bet you
a billion dollars that I’ll never love you
will you persist even after I kiss you
goodbye for the last time
will you keep on trying to prove it?
I’m dying to lose it...
I want it
I want you
I want a holographic boy.
And if I had a star to wish on
for my life I can’t imagine
any flesh and blood could be his match
I can even take him in the bath

Holographic boy
he may not be real, experienced with girls
but I know he feels like a boy should feel
isn’t that the point that is why i want a
holographic boy
with his pretty artificial voice
saying that he loves me, that he’s thinking of me
straight and to the point
that is why I want
a holographic boy