Fan Fiction ❯ The Tales of Lady Midnight and Jason Dark ❯ Part Two ( Chapter 5 )

Jason is my name. Jason Dark. It hasn’t always been that, but I don’t remember my real name. I feel like a freak. No, wait, I know that I am a freak. Better yet I am a monster. At this moment I’m relaxing. Humph, relaxing that seems to be my only escape from my horrible fate. I live off of aromatherapy candles and herbal tea. It keeps me from thinking about the horror that I have become. It is taking more to relax me lately though. Before, just this bath was enough. Now, It hardly does a thing. She was in here. I wish I could tell her everything, but it just hurts too much. Still, I lucked out in my situation, unlike my brother.

It was my brother who was originally named Jason. I don’t remember even having a name. I was born on the streets. Jason might have been born there also, but I just don’t know. There is no record of either of our births. My father was dead before my mother even knew she was pregnant with me, and she died having me. I was born with a life on my hands. It is almost too horrible for me to even think about it. Jason was the one who raised me. I don’t remember him calling me anything more than "little guy". When I was around three or four years old Jason had found a job, playing housekeeper to some crazy man named Dr. Linus. Jason had to be around thirteen or so and after some bargaining he convinced the doctor to let us live with him. I was told that if I wanted to stay I would have to learn to clean and cook. This was not an easy task to learn, but I learned and learned it well. So well in fact that the doctor made it my job and made Jason his assistant. The doctor always called me "boy" and had plenty of things for me to do almost every day.

One day, when I was around nine or ten years old, my brother, and Mr. Doc, as I had called him, had been working all day long without a single thing to eat. So when dinner rolled around and not even a word from them came I went up to "the room", a place that was off limits to me. The door was cracked open just enough for me to step in without making any noise. I was about to say something when I saw Jason. He was strapped to a table. His eyes were completely blacked out as if a grapefruit spoon had scooped them out. Utter terror was conveyed across his ashen face. The blackness welled up from his eyes and engulfed his entire body. I swallowed a scream as he sat up looking so different from his actual self. A gargantuan object lowered in front of him. A choppy mechanical voice spouted "Behavior modification initiate." A beam of

yellow light beamed through his newly exposed left eye. He screamed through a hell of searing pain. I smelt his skin burn and the sickening sizzle and pop of his eye reached my ear as I ran out the door. Jason had told me about the doctor’s research, and I knew what had happened. Jason just never even imagined that it would be used on him. He never did tell me what the laser did, but one thing he did tell me was that whenever Dr. Linus used it he would wear a pair of blue goggles to filter out the yellow beam to prevent any problems that may come from it. Just in case he himself would one day need to take over for Doc he had secretly fashioned a pair of contacts that he had wanted to test, but now would never have the chance. For some reason he saw the glasses as bulky, large, and counterproductive. He had just hidden the contacts away two nights ago and told me to make sure that they stayed safe until the Doc would allow him to test them. He was supposed to ask him tomorrow, but that was not going to happen anytime ever. They came and took my brother away the next morning, he was twenty-two. The death certificate said it was an aneurysm, but I knew otherwise. I knew the doctor was after me next, I just prayed to The Almighty that he would not notice the color of my eyes had mysteriously changed from a brilliant green to a dark blue. Luckily for me, it had been five years and the doctor had made no attempts at getting me into his lab. In fact, I had not even seen the doctor in all that time. He was working when I would wake, and working when I went to bed. Sadly, that was not to last.