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Part 8

I don't think I can outrun a sports car, especially not in this weather.

Nathan ran around the front of the car -- half expecting him to step on the gas and run him over -- and let himself in on the passenger's side. He'd barely clicked his seatbelt before Micah put his foot on the pedal, startling Nathan back into his seat.

"So," the man began. "How much of that did you understand?"

"What?" Nathan stared, finally getting a really good look at him. Micah was dressed head to toe in a spotless white suit; how he'd managed to keep it that clean in the rain was anyone's guess. He had coarse, ashen blond hair cut short and neat, and the serious scowl and posture of a warrior. He barely cast an aside glance at him, but Nathan could see that his eyes had that same disturbing feel Alton's had: rather than deep blue, however, they were an unnatural shade of amber.

"You know what," Micah said, eyes narrowing. "You listened to our entire conversation. How much of it did you understand?"

Nathan cringed. So they had been caught after all. "Not a lick of it, really. The more you talked, the less it made sense. Why did you keep calling Alton 'Lu'?"

The other man scoffed, frowning more deeply. "I refuse to answer such an idiotic question. If you are unable to deduce why, then you are clearly not as wonderful a writer as you think you are..."

"Hey! Who are you to say... wait, how did you know that?" Nathan's brows furrowed. He hadn't said anything about wanting to be a writer, outside of applying at the newspaper, but Micah hadn't been there, had he? No, he couldn't have been...

"I know many things about you," Micah continued, as if this explained anything. "But if you insist upon being dense about it, I will try to be more clear. You must realize, at least, that Alton and I are not... normal."

"I thought you said you were going to be clearer," Nathan drawled sarcastically. "Saying Alton is not normal is an understatement. He can be downright... creepy."

"As can I, and yet you still got into the car."

Nathan sighed, slouching in his seat. He had a dreadful feeling now that Micah had pointed out just how stupid he had just been. "Yeah, well... I guess everyone catches the idiot ball from time to time..."

"Ah, so you are at least vaguely aware... Fine. I will put it plainly: Alton and I are not human."  Micah waited for his response, but Nathan remained silent. "You do not believe me?"

"I'm waiting for you to sprout fangs or tentacles from your face and try to suck out my brains."

Micah turned to him briefly, unamused. "This is not that kind of story."

"So what kind of story is it, then?" Nathan challenged, crossing his arms. "You know what? I don't really care. I just want to know one, what the hell did you mean back at the shop, and two, who the hell were you talking about when you said the Attractor!"

"Alright then," Micah said calmly, taking a deep breath. "One, we were talking about how we are each seeking out the worst evils that man has created. Two, the Attractor is the one who is drawn to them, thus making them easier to find." He paused, glancing towards Nathan again. The other man threw his hands up in the air.

"That still makes no sense!"

"You do not understand, do you?"

"You think?"

"Nathan, you..."


"I know many things about you..."


"Stop shouting, please. You are the Attractor."

"STOP... huh?" Nathan stopped, staring at him again. "I'm... wait, what? Jesus Christ, now I'm really confused..."

Micah snarled, slamming his foot on the break. He whirled towards Nathan, practically growling at him. "Never, ever, speak like that in my presence!"

Nathan recoiled, hand latching onto the door handle, as if he might jump out and flee right there. Only his seatbelt kept him from acting on it. He stared back in horror at Micah, and he could have sworn that the man's amber eyes were literally glowing before he turned away, focusing on the road once more, though his foot remained on the break.

"You are the Attractor," Micah repeated, barely restraining his anger. "These evils will be drawn to you. You may not recognize them at first, but it will not be long before they reveal themselves. They can only do so in your presence. That leaves you -- and only you -- with a very important decision." He turned towards Nathan again. "Get out of the car."

Nathan scrambled to undo his seatbelt, not hesitating in the least to do as he said. He hurried out of the vehicle as quickly as he could, stumbling onto the sidewalk, barely registering that not only had it stopped raining, but Micah had brought him back to his apartment.

"Nathan," Micah said to him, eyes narrowing as he locked his gaze with his. "You must choose. Who will you help: me, who wishes to destroy these evils, or Alton, who wishes to see them flourish?"

Nathan swallowed. This... was not what he had expected. "What if I choose neither?"

"The evil will find you either way, and unless you wish to deal with them alone..."

"Okay, okay. I get it. But thou must, blah blah blah..."

"Who do you choose?"

"Must I now?" Nathan didn't like where this was going, but Micah nodded.

"Yes. I will not hold it against you if you choose Alton, either, though it should be obvious that I hope you do not."

"Right, right..."

This. Sucks. He says he won't be pissed if I choose Alton, and frankly, I trust the bookseller a lot more than I do this guy. I mean, look at what happened in the restaurant: what the hell?! AND he scared the shit out of Alton. From the way it sounded, he wasn't above killing him either. I don't care if Alton's possibly evil (it... does kind of explain why he's so damn creepy), that's just... wrong...

But what if Micah is telling the truth? What if these two aren't human and I really am about to get myself wrapped up in some freaky, good versus evil thing? Even if this is just some sick psychopath, he clearly knows where I live, among other disturbing things.

God, I'm screwed either way...

Who do I choose?
This is a big one for Nathan. Possibly THE most important choice he will ever have to make. Since this is SO important, the poll will be left up much longer.

Good or Evil? Micah or Alton? Who will he choose?

This chapter is so troperiffic. First, there's Nathan's genre blindness in regards to why Micah calls Alton 'Lu'. Nathan even mentions two tropes directly when he admits he's picked up the idiot ball, and when he realizes he can't take a third option, since he has to choose between Micah and Alton. There's a small shout out to Cthulu with Nathan's sarcastic remark. Micah himself, though not a very nice person, even leans on the fourth wall a little when he tells Nathan "This is not that kind of story." And to top it all off, Nathan starts to wonder if Alton is really evil or just misunderstood.

I'm sure I've missed a few.

Yes, yes... I know...

THE CHOICE HAS BEEN MADE: Read Part 9 to see his decision!


ON TO PART 9 >>>

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crazyBookworm013 Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
does Lu stand for Lucifer?
i know, far fetched guess but still ....
Cei-Ellem Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Heheh, I read your next comment as I read this one. It does.
crazyBookworm013 Featured By Owner Jul 16, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
knew it
Icysapphire Featured By Owner Sep 27, 2010  Professional Writer
Micah: And before you formally make your decision, remember, Nathan...I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE. :iconwthplz:
Cei-Ellem Featured By Owner Sep 27, 2010  Hobbyist Writer
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