Thursday Fiction 378: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

Her mind was a mess. It had always been a mess forbidding her to sleep at night but, it was worse than that now, she had no control over her thoughts, no idea how to get out of her life. She didn't want to be herself anymore. She wanted to be someone else. She sat up just long enough to lock the door to the bathroom and closed her eyes. She didn't call for a particular universe this time, she called for one where she wouldn't be so useless, where she wouldn't be so scared of everything and everyone, she called for a universe where she would be strong. She didn't look at the bubbles in front of her. She kept on calling for something to happen, anything to make her feel better. 

 

She opened her eyes again when she felt the grass caressing her cheek. The grass was blue and the sky was orange and something was clearly not right in this universe. Every color was wrong. And Isabelle began to laugh. It was the best thing she had ever seen in her life. Everything was wrong, everything felt so out of place that she felt as if she belonged for the first time. She sat up and looked around. She was alone with the wind and the flowers and the grass, at the top of a hill. Her skin was light purple and she was wearing a light white dress.

 

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Thursday Fiction 377: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

She went to the bathroom and vomited her half digested diner and a bit of bile. She felt dirty. Clara hadn't been in her body but she has felt her everywhere in her mind and she had done it to others. She had been going to other universes as if it was nothing because she had never felt anyone before. She had taken information, looked at the worlds through others eyes, she hadn't manipulated as many of them as her mother even when she had so often been encouraged to do so but she still felt like a monster. What sort of right had these people if anyone could enter their head? Even Romulus, he was entering the head of his other self in this universe. She liked his mind and his other self's body. This was all so wrong.

She passed some water on her face and curled up in a ball on the ground, not strong enough to walk back to bed. She was totally lost, thoughts racing about things she didn't want to think about, new things, things from long ago, that didn't even matter anymore.

 

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Thursday Fiction 376: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

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She felt terrible, if her mother didn't believe her, she was going to be in even bigger trouble.

“There has been interference,” her mother said, then she walked to the door.

“What kind of interference?”

“It's none of your concern.”

“But...”

She gave Isabelle a stern look. It wasn't allowed, it was forbidden to explain herself and it was forbidden to ever show her mother that she believed her to be wrong.

Her mother closed the door and walked away. Isabelle listened to her steps going away in the corridor, wondering why she was still wearing her high heels and fully dressed at this hour.

A part of her wanted to go back to Oris but a part of her wanted to never go there again. She always felt bad entering someone else's body but sharing with Clara was even worse. It was as if Clara was inside her, Isabelle felt nauseous just thinking about it. Maybe the alliance was right and maybe there were really universes where she shouldn't be going. 

 

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Thursday Fiction 375: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

Isabelle's mother was shaking her by the shoulder.

“What!” Isabelle said.

“Where were you?”

“I was sleeping what's going on?”

“You weren't sleeping, don't lie to me.”

“I was,” Isabelle pretended a yawn and pulled the blanket her mother had disturbed higher on her shoulder. “I was sleeping and I was dreaming, it was weird, like I was flying about the ground but the ground was the same brownish color everywhere and there was a skyshake, like and earthquake but in the sky and I woke up.”

“Really?” Her mother said crossing her arms in front of her chest.

“Yes, what happened?” Isabelle said still with an overly sleepy voice.

 

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Thursday Fiction 374: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

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“And there is nothing I can do about it,” Isabelle said.

“There is everything you can do about it,” Romulus said.

“If they want me to be out of the game, my mother only has to declare me inept and keep the surveillance on me and there is nothing I can do to prove myself. She never wanted me, I was never good enough for her, she will never listen and...”

Isabelle stopped pale and shut her eyes.

“She's here,” she muttered. “I have to go.”

“Wait, Isabelle we need to...”

“She is gone,” Clara answered.

 

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Thursday Fiction 373: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

 

“The alliance is not what it seems to be. It doesn't need to exist. It's just made of people pretending they need each other when they don't, what ever happens in your universe is your problem because that's where your body is. We can't take anything else than idea from other universe, at least at the moment,” Romulus said.

That wasn't the answered Isabelle had expected because she knew it was far from the truth and then Romulus was lying. She looked at him and at her mother, well Clara's mother.

“You know that if any of the alliance member wants to make a lot of trouble in a universe that is not theirs they can. You know that...”

“Isabelle,” Romulus put his hands on her shoulders. “That's what I wanted to talk to you about. The meeting we had today, They want your brother to become the heir of Hamelin, they want him to marry the heir of Anarin in your universe to control her. Mike and your mother want to make a dynasty from multiple universe. Once they know how the heir of Anarin changed universe, they are going to create an army of their own.” 

 

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Thursday Fiction 372: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

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“A different set of rules, from four hundred years ago,” Isabelle said.

“Yes, a set of rules that allows people to move object without touching them just buy manipulating the aether between them and the object. A set of rules allowing time and space to bend to people's will. In other world, Magic!”

“But what does this have to do with me? Why did you want to meet here?”

“When I was visiting other universes without the knowledge of the alliance, Oris has always been a safe heaven for me. People here are different. They know about people like us and they don't interact with us and let us control them unless they want to.”

“But why did you start visiting forbidden universe? Why...” Isabelle stopped herself in the middle of the question. She had too many questions to ask but she knew why he was here in the first place, because her too wanted to get to other universes, her too wanted to know what was out there. 

 

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Thursday Fiction 371: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

 

“They mathematically needed the Aether to understand the electromagnetic field, but it wasn't even proved that the electromagnetic field was the same as the luminiferous aether. Then, in 1905 Einstein formulated the special theory of relativity and generated the same mathematics without needing the aether. In our world, we followed Einstein, there is no aether. The experiment to find it was abandoned. The aether disappeared like any ideas dies from a more elegant solution. But in Oris, the aether never died and never disappeared. Michelson and Morley saw something, a small variation in the frame of space-time, something unusual, something that could explain everything. In this universe. The aether was never abandoned and all the rules of physics are born from there, Einstein never created the theory of relativity, in this world, people use the aether as a link between everything from the cells in your body to the further stars you can see, every atom is linked to the aether.”

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Thursday Fiction 370: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

“If, just if, magic exist, how does it work and why is it only in this universe?” Isabelle asked. She'll have to deal with Frederique and Anarin later but for the moment it was better to concentrate on the topic at hand and get out of here as fast as possible before her mother realized where she was.

“Once upon a time...” Romulus said smiling.

Isabelle rose an eyebrow.

“Alright, alright,” Romulus sighed and let his arms felt to his side. “In 1718, in his third book of Optics, Isaac Newton suggested the existence of an aether. The aether is a substance unpalatable but filling the entire universe, it was supposed to be a necessary medium for the transmission of the electromagnetic force and an explanation for the gravity. Everything moved in the aether. In the 19^th century, the luminiferous aether was thought to propagate the light but Michelson-Morley's experiment failed to detect the motion of Earth through the aether. People tried to understand why but it was too complex, in a way if they couldn't see it, it wasn't there. There was a controversy.”

 

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Thursday Fiction 369: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

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Isabelle didn't really know, because it would be a shame, didn't mean that it wasn't true. But at the same time she always wanted to see what was out there even if just a little bit. And it was true that there were already universes that seemed to have been stuck a bit in the past or universes a bit more advance, like Anarin.

“A lot more advance that one I heard,” Clara said, “With flying machines that go to other stars.”

“What?!” Isabelle answered in her head.

“You've never been there? I thought you knew about it as they have their heir stuck in your universe,” Clara said.

Isabelle tried to stop thinking about Frederique but it was a bit hard now. She tried to concentrate on what Romulus was saying.

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Thursday Fiction 368: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

He closed his fist again and the ball moved on the surface of the pond, never really touching the water. He turned to Isabelle and all the water went down with a flash, droplet landing on her clothes and cheek. Romulus smiled but he looked a bit tired.

“This takes a lot of concentration for him still but he is getting better. Magic is always tiring anyway. So much flow of power,” Clara said.

“But Magic doesn't exist,” Isabelle said out loud.

Clara laughed gently in her head.

“Everything exist, if you can just think about it, you create it,” she said.

But Isabelle didn't understand.

“I know that you have been living in a very restricted portion of the multiverse, including only universes pretty much like your own but there is a infinite number of worlds out there, they can't all be so much the same, that would be a shame, wouldn't it?” Romulus said.

 

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Thursday Fiction 367: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

 

“No, please,” Clara said, “Please trust me, trust us, just a little longer. It's Romulus from Everal in my Romi at the moment that's why it's taking so long but it's to show you that you can do it too, ok, don't go just yet.”

Isabelle sighed looking at Romulus. What did he really want? Why come all the way here and have her join.

“Because he loves you,” Clara said with a really little voice.

Isabelle tried to forget it. There was no way Romulus loved her, he had already made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with her as they weren't from the same universe.

The water slowly rose in the middle of the pond first like a small bump and then like a tornado and then still, like a tower, a spike straight out of the pond. It moved up and detached from the water underneath and Romulus closed his fist, the water formed a ball, he opened it flat and the water formed a disk. 

 

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Thursday Fiction 366: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

 

Magic? Was that what Romulus meant when he said the law of physics had taken a different turn?

“So many questions, I don't know how you do it,” Clara said. “Just watch.”

Romulus had one hand extended toward the water. There were ripples forming but Isabelle put that on the waves and wind acting against each other, or maybe a fish. For sure, Romulus couldn't be the one forming them but at the same time, he was staring straight at the point where the ripples formed. Her mother passed an arm around her shoulders. It was warm and maybe calming, a wave of heat spread through her entire body but then her mind started to race again. She hadn't been that close to her mother in a very long time. And she didn't know what her mother was actually like in other universe, the only one she had ever met had been controlled body and mind by her real mother following her around to make her go back to her own body. If she was to find her now, that would get even worse. She had to get out.

 

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Thursday Fiction 365: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

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He spun Isabelle around so that she was facing the pond once again. Her mother came to her side. She wasn't yelling, she was genuinely smiling and very quiet. It was strange to see her that way. But Isabelle couldn't help but feeling worried. There was nothing Clara or her mother or even Romulus could say that really made her feel like this was a good idea and if they were going to get the tracking away it would have been better to do it first instead of whatever Romulus wanted to show her but then again, how were they supposed to do that if they weren't in the same universe as her body? This was insane.

“You are thinking way too much,” Clara said in her head. “Magic is difficult to control if you can't focus your thoughts. You can't let them run wild like that.”

 

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Thursday Fiction 364: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

“Because I won't let your mother come, of course,” a voice said behind her.

Isabelle turned around to face her mother, or more exactly Clara's mother but she was looking exactly the same as her mother and Isabelle took a few steps back.

“It's alright, our mothers are quite different inside,” Clara said in her head.

Isabelle was starting to get confused but there was one thing she was sure of, it was impossible for one of her other self to resist being taken over, and if her mother wanted in, she would.

“Not all of us are the same,” Clara said encouragingly.

“The universe of Oris is at the same time as close and as far from your universe as it can be. Most people are exactly the same but the law of physics took a different turn,” Romulus said. “Let me demonstrate.”

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Thursday Fiction 363: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

 

“Hello Clara,” Romulus said. “Do you remember what we talked about?”

“Of course, she is here,” Clara said.

Romulus smiled.

“Come out, Isabelle, we need to talk.”

It was a strange feeling to know that her other self knew she was here, she had never really though about it before, she believed that her other self only knew she was around when she took control of their body but apparently Clara had been aware of her.

“I can't stay, I have a tracker and my mother will be here soon,” Isabelle said in a rush.

“Calm down, it's alright, and Romulus really like you, me, well us, don't worry everything is going to be all right,” Clara's voice said in her head. That was the first time she heard her other self speak to her, the first time she had communicated with them at all. Clara laughed at the thought.

“It's alright, she can't reach you here, Oris is a safe place and we'll take care of that tracking,” Romulus said.

“How?” Isabelle asked.

 

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Thursday Fiction 362: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

She was already running down the stairs so she let her other self get her downstairs and rushing out the door. She was wearing a white dress with intricate lace and very tiny white shoes. She wondered for a second why her other selves always seemed to be happy and full of energy when she was mostly feeling sad and depleted.

She wanted to keep on observing what it was to be happy from someone else's eyes but she remembered that Romulus was waiting and she had to get to him as quickly as possible before her mother could find her. He was standing a few meters away in a suit that probably predated the first word war, something from very old time, but not so old, other from that he was looking exactly the same as the Romulus version in her universe. Isabelle was about to take over her other self when she threw herself as Romulus. He made her spin for a bit in his arms. Isabelle was too surprised to react.

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Thursday Fiction 361: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

 

Finally she called on the universes: Oris, Oris.

The universe of Oris was bathed in a strange golden glow that she had never experience before. It seemed far away. She took a deep breath and concentrated. She wasn't the one pulling the universe closer, the universe seemed to be calling for her. She was a little scared. Maybe it was real, maybe some universes were really dangerous, maybe her uncle really went to one and came back too damaged to keep on living in this world, maybe it was all her imagination and her mother wasn't that bad. Then she remembered her mother's last word tonight, it had been a long time since anyone wished her good night or even good morning or good anything. It was time to take a leap of faith and if she had to choose, she was ready to do it with Romulus.

She entered the universe of Oris.

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Thursday Fiction 360: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

She took her make up off. It was true that her lipstick was almost all gone but it was just making her lips light purple and deeper on the side, she didn't look bad. She decided to use it every day just to really piss her mother off. Maybe if she kept her concentrated on the lipstick, she wouldn't have to worry about her talking about Mike or her lack of whatever she was lacking according to her mother's mood.

She passed on her pajama, it was pink and purple with little sheep jumping over a stone wall on the front. It was a kid's pajama, it was ridiculous maybe but she only needed to be comfortable to sleep. It was so strange to go meet with Romulus in another universe. She didn't have to worry about her outfit because it all depended on her other self and there wasn't much she could do about it.

She sighed hoping the girl would know something and dress accordingly. She lay down under the blankets and waited a little bit for her heart to calm down but that wasn't happening. She was listening to the sounds of the house expecting someone to enter her room and jumping with every crack from the trees outside her window and every blow of the wind whistling.

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Thursday Fiction 359: Parallel Slip 2: Rebel

Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.

She started pacing again too many thoughts moving in her head too fast. Mike warning her about Romulus... Mike and her mother plotting to get her initiation delayed... Mike favoring her brother... The unexplained death of her uncle... Romulus's father wanting her to marry him... The tracker... 

Oris wasn't on the list of allowed universe which meant that Romulus was working outside of the alliance. But if she went to Oris and met him there, her mother would know. Why didn't Romulus thought about the tracker? Or maybe she could go quickly, maybe she could tell him it was too dangerous and that her mother was coming and they would both be safe. 

She suddenly wanted to meet Romulus's host again, she really wondered what he was truly like.

She'd better get ready to sleep first before going, just in case someone entered the room without knocking. It was crazy to be so scared of everything in her own house. She wanted out, she needed out and she hoped that Romulus had a plan.

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