Artemis’/Rhyme’s eyes began to flash quickly back and forth between the dark shade of purple of Artemis and the lighter purple of Rhyme. The voice brought back many memories of the foil of the cause of the little issue. As much as Rhyme’s father was horrible, was his mother nice. She was always nice to everything, from smallest bug to largest creature of the forest. Her kind influence even helped keep Artemis at bay for much of his life.
This was enough to pull Rhyme back from the subconscious mind. With Rhyme though came a huge burst of energy as Artemis tried to repress Rhyme back down.
“No” he grunted through his teeth “I wasn’t done yet”
Then, with a blast of yellow and black energy in the form of ribbons in a spherical shape, the body of Artemis/Rhyme rose into the air letting go strong shockwaves of energy which threw Ginny away though not hard. As the two minds fought, well more like Artemis fought since Rhyme didn’t really notice that he was even there yet, two songs began to play, Hell Song which was still playing from Artemis but Second Chance began to play as well in the background and it started to get stronger and louder, drowning out the other song.
My eyes are open wide
By the way I made it through the day
I watch the world outside
By the way I'm leaving out today
I just saw Haley's Comet, she waved
Said, "Why are you always running in place?"
Even the man in the moon disappeared
Somewhere in the stratosphere
Tell my mother, tell my father I've done the best I can
To make them realize this is my life, I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance
Please don't cry one tear for me
I'm not afraid of what I have to say
This is my one and only voice
So listen close, it's only for today
I just saw Haley's Comet, she waved
Said, "Why are you always running in place?"
Even the man in the moon disappeared
Somewhere in the stratosphere"
Tell my mother, tell my father I've done the best I can
To make them realize this is my life, I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance
Here is my chance
This is my chance
As the song went it got louder or louder, or maybe it just felt that way since Hell Song was getting more and more subdued. The person’s hair began to also turn back to the somewhat normal shade of purple that was Rhyme’s. The energy that was given off was also starting to become less oppressive, as well as the black and yellow energy began to show much more yellow then black. That little jog of memory was enough to start the dominos going within this child’s poor twisted mind. And instead of like the man beating the girl, this domino was for the better.
Then, with one final blast of energy that was purely Rhyme’s the child fell softly to the ground asleep. All the sound came back to the correct levels and no music could be heard. The man that was sent under ground emerged a few yards off knocked out but unharmed. Sadly, the one women’s wound was not fake and the other was most likely insane now or tragically emotionally damaged.
Rhyme just groaned in his sleep as he tried to recover from all the energy that surged through his system and would wake up with a splitting headache and wondering how the town got trashed and where the 6 hours of his day went.
