Dexter’s Laboratory Porn Story: Chemical Bonding – Chapter 11

CHEMICAL BONDING:

EPILOGUE

By Lennon Karma who REALLY hopes this doesn’t suck

I, Lennon Karma, say again that I hope this doesn’t suck. I wanted to do the last part of this in kind of a different way, so I’m doing something like what I did for “A Beautiful Oblivion.” Cuz I’m gonna do a poem thingy and then make wit’ da explanation of da last chapter (A final chapter warning: Don’t be too analytical here. Waaaaay too complicated if you delve into it too far.) I finished Brightwing so if you haven’t read the end or the beginning yet, go for it. (Be warned- bizarre.) Once again, I don’t own any of da people, r & r, and enjoy. Pleez review kindly as my world is a dark place and flames do burn5

Epilogue:

The Event Horizon

You broke the rules you set for yourself

And stepped out of your life today

You say you don’t care,

When I know you do

Into the vast

Unknown

I can’t imagine what you’ll discover

On your journey from yourself

It’s more than travel

You’re leaving you

You’re leaving me

I’ll never forget what we had

This isn’t another of your games

Even if that’s what you’ve been thinking

No happiness

Nothing

But chances lost

Everyone losing

When you’re gone, you’re gone forever,

There is no turning back.

Cold portraits of you

Stare in horror at those you left behind

Just remember where you’ve been

I ask where you’re going

But you never answer

I’m just calling after no one

Mandark had no regrets as the time machine left CEO’s office. CEO had repeated his reign of terror enough times already, and rather than let the vicious cycle continue, Mandark knew changing the course of the future this way was the only chance of preventing it. At the instant he made the change, pulling himself out of his own life, he took CEO out, too. Slowly weakening, CEO was gone as well. But this did not erase his work in the past. He had existed then, but it was more than existence, it was tyranny. CEO was not taken out of the past, simply out of the future. His monument was the horrific memories that haunted the minds of those he dominated, tortured, and put to death. And certainly, it would not have displeased him. Unless a move was made to change the past again, Mandark’s life would come to a valiant end at the young age of his hopeless romantic self, and CEO would never again come to be. Douglas, Dexter, and Mandark’s parents would get the chance at life they had missed before, but they would have to live it without him.

You had just been right in front of me

But I never saw you until you were gone

I blinked and missed

What could have been

Discoveries

Horrors

No difference

Everything you found out

You wished you hadn’t

Why can’t everything be like

Before

Promises mean everything

Two people fighting

Are really only one

A fight with yourself was worse

Than one with your beloved enemy

But is he really you?

Desperate

To prove him wrong

And save

All who lost

Themselves to him

You gave yourself up

The ultimate defense

#12 sat restlessly in his cubicle. Sweat trickled down the back of his neck as it so often did when he knew something was amiss. This was usually a sign that discipline was to follow; he cringed in his seat waiting for the referral to CEO’s office that he was sure would soon boom over the inter-com, but time went by and it never came. Starting to wonder, #12 considered the possibilities. Maybe he was just fooling himself with his usual paranoia. But it was so rarely wrong5

Every brain cell demanded #12 to sit back down and keep typing, but his body overcame it, raising him up and propelling him to the office. The silence was incredible; usually the hustle and bustle from CEO’s quarters could be heard through the door, but now, nothing. #12 crept inside, no longer caring what came of him as he was mystified by all his suspicions. The entire recreation room was bigger than he remembered, but he had never before gotten a good look at it. After a search from the door he entered through nearly to the other end, #12 couldn’t believe he couldn’t find CEO. But if he couldn’t find him, why could he hear CEO’s voice?

#12 followed the sound of the voice, and it led him to the time machine. Seeing two CEO’s he could only assume one was Mandark. The only words he caught were those of Mandark, ” 5and I’ll deal with it. And I don’t want to see any more people fall victim to your oppression.” Mandark stepped into the time machine and its radiant light consumed him as he departed. #12 could only watch in vain as CEO slowly crumpled to the floor and was gone as well.

Unable to take in what he thought he had just seen, #12 could come to no other revelation than that something had happened to Mandark. He was thrilled CEO was no longer around to make his life miserable, but it would be miserable anyway without Mandark. Nothing else would matter if he had another night like the one he and Mandark had had5

He walked aimlessly through the recreation room, alone, silent. He knew he should have been happy, but with Mandark gone it just didn’t seem worth it. #12 felt he was going wild with a confused panic. What happened? It didn’t make any difference what had happened in truth, as Mandark would never come back. But this wasn’t enough.

Reaching the Hall of Damnation, #12 placed a hand on its frigid tile wall. He would never have to come here again beyond his will. This time, however, it was of his own accord. He remembered what it was like to feel CEO’s fist clenching his wrist, and dragging him to the metal ring. Now that he actually had the chance to see the room clearly, #12 caught a glimpse of it. All sorts of torture devices littered the room. On the back wall, various smaller things hung from brutal rusted hook or rested on shelves. Examining each, #12 sighed, then grabbed a small device on the bottom shelf. #12 was looking for a quick way after Mandark, but what he didn’t realize was that it was this laser that took the life of Douglas. Turning it fearlessly on himself, the gamma radiation ate away at his mortal body. It weakened, and in moments, he fell, and was on his way to follow Mandark, Douglas, and anyone else who had died at CEO’s hand.

The memory remained for

Those who had suffered

His wrath

But you rescued everyone you knew

From enduring the torment for

Eternity

But what of you?

You can’t return

Not now

Never

I’ll go on without you

Just like I should

You watched your life unravel

Slowly

Painfully

Atom by atom

Agony

Slipping away

Knowing you were going

But not where

Did you know I was thinking of you?

Although it did not pressure him out of following his feeling, Mandark’s fear soared to heights he had to force himself to suppress. But the thought that it was for the good of all to follow pushed him on. What he found amazed him. It was not like any other trip in the time machine. Whether it was a true phenomenon or simply his nerves he could not tell. But it was as if his life was flashing before his eyes, only on a more dramatic scale. It was as if the stages and events of his life were here in front of him, absorbing him into their days, and then dropping him off, only to be picked up again.

The memories of his younger days were bright, convivial, alive. They were blurry, though. His parents’ faces were digitally blurred like that of a television criminal, as was his sister’s when she entered his world. As he aged, everything became clearer, but darker. Fearful, death-marked, personal memories were stirred up from the bottom of his past. The worst of these being the recent discovery of his homosexuality, and the experiences that followed it. These more than any he longed to run from, leave the time machine and return home. Death itself didn’t intimidate him this much. But this was the event horizon, and he had passed the point of no return.

Then, a brilliant flash brought him past the fateful day and into the future that could have been. He expected to watch CEO’s hostile takeovers relayed back to him, and then beyond into a brief taste of world domination before his corrupt world fell apart. On the contrary, the first thing he witnessed was #12 rising up and taking the long walk to the Hall of Damnation. What followed was a sight to reckon with. The thought of #12 doing this to himself only saddened Mandark more, as he felt that he had brought it into happening. When that ended, he found a world similar to that of his childhood reminiscences. It was equally intense, but this time it was clear and crisp. He saw no sign of himself here, or anyone else he immediately recognized. Until he saw Olga. He saw her stepping up to a podium and speaking. Even Mandark couldn’t resist chuckling to himself. But it made sense: if he was not the leader of the family, she was.

As the flashes passed, he felt himself getting older, clearly older. Now an old man, Mandark knew he didn’t have long. In his final moments, he imagined that what he had just seen was what would happen when he wasn’t around to live his life. He saw it to be just as well; the world was better off in Olga’s hands.

“Will you join in our crusade5” From all around him, a sound reflected from everywhere around him. “Who will be strong and stand with me?” It had many voices. “Beyond the barricade, is there a world you long to see? Then join in the fight that will give you the right to be free.” Then around him, one by one, appeared dozens of people, Douglas and Dexter among them.

The multitude fell silent, their song died away, and from Dexter and Douglas, Mandark listened to them say softly, “Come with me where chains will never bind you; all your grief, at last, at last behind you.” Those words told Mandark for sure that he was doing the right thing. Mandark joined the throng, and followed them to salvation, blinded by the whiteness5

The passage of time is vile

The light brightens

Are you free

Are you safe

Will you ever return

Lost in time

Maybe someday you will be found

Someday

Then come back again

I want to see you step back out

In front of me again

And come back again

But you’ll never come back again

You broke the rules you set for yourself

And stepped out of your life today

You say you don’t care,

When I know you do

But you’ll never come back again