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Oddmanthefirst -> Manipulation (10/25/2009 21:48:24)
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“Manipulation is a cold curse. It grips our heads with an unimaginable feeling of discourse and helplessness.”
-Unknown
An image conjures up on the black widescreen television. A pretty young blonde woman appears on the screen, sitting behind a desk filled with papers. Her serious eyes stare out onto the audience as she informs the people on today’s local tragedies. One story particularly stands out from the rest:
A dark-skinned woman stands near a school. Rain drops slide down her umbrella, which she holds high above herself, and fall onto the ground. A tear streams down her cheek; she quickly wipes it away. The reporter strokes her short black hair with her right hand. She clears her throat and begins.
“Here in Holmberg Elementary, a tragic occurrence happened today. Four children were found dead in the school’s playground area…"
Chapter 1
“I call it a silencer,” boasted the hispanic boy.
“Oh really?” the other one sarcastically remarked.
“Yeah, James, I can make anyone I want to stop talking.”
“Anyone eh?”
“Well yea…but I am not going to do it to just anyone I want. This is irreversible dude.”
“Well, give it to me then,” James demanded. He stroked his long dark hair to give sight to his black bug eyes.
“No, you can’t have it. I am the rightful owner of this power. It’s a responsibility that only I can bear.”
“Yea sure,” James smirked. A dimple appeared on the boy’s pale skin. “What did you do, find it?"
“Yea, I found it in the woods the other day.”
“How do you know what it is then?”
“Well, I've seen these types of things before on TV”
“Have you used it?” James asked, even though he knew the answer.
“Well no…I haven’t used it before. I just don’t feel like it…”
“Sure…anyway, according to these television shows, what happens to the people?”
“I think that it just knocks them out for a while. I have no idea to be honest. My mum doesn’t really like me watchin’ those types of shows.”
James snickered.
“She says that they have too much violence or something…”
“Well, does it make a loud noise or something?”
“No man, it barely makes a sound when you use it! That’s why I called it a silencer!” he boasted once again. “Anyway… I have to go now.”
“I’ll come with.”
“No, you can’t come with me.”
James continued to follow.
“Bye?” asked the boy.
No response.
“Okay, stop following me,” he ordered.
No answer.
“I mean it, stop!” the boy shrieked at him.
James moved uncomfortably near the other boy.
“Wha-What are you doing?”
James clenched his fists into balls.
“Hey man, you’re getting’ a lil’ too close to me.”
James’ eyes expanded with insanity.
“Seriously, back off!”
James grinned.
“I am warning you…don’t make me use thi-”
James’ fist met the other boy’s face. Letting the silencer fall onto the dead grass, the boy collapsed to the floor.
James picked up the black object. A shiver of excitement went throughout his body as he gripped its cold handle. His intrigued dark eyes enlarged as he played with the silencer’s features. He pointed the silencer toward the knocked out boy on the floor. Blood profusely poured out of the boy with a quick pull of the trigger. A sense of superiority engulfed James. He cradled the weapon against his abdomen. He glanced toward all directions to make sure nobody was watching, and stuffed his new friend into his black baggy pants. His exposed white teeth glistened in the sun as he let out a nefarious cackle.
Chapter 2
“Yo Big, get over here!”
The puny small boy flipped his ragged cap backwards. Freckles covered his chipmunk cheeks. A loose smile slithered across his lips as the massive child slumped across the “playground” toward him.
Big’s shaved head illuminated from the sun’s rays. His eyes squinted onward toward his master. His muscles began to bulge; he cocked his jaw and spat on the hot sand. Big adjusted his oversized leather coat, which reeked as a result of countinous wear throughout the year, and continued to stomp further toward the boy. He passed the old unused slides and rotten trees. As far as Big could remember, there had not been a single other person other than his master and himself that occupied this place. A small white mouse scurried across his path. Big quickly grabbed the terrified creature and glared at it. He slowly crushed the animal within his large hands; he tossed it aside. Big now stood in front of the commanding boy and grunted.
The boy began to rotate around on a suspended tire. A sturdy rope connected the old tire to a giant oak tree. The boy felt glee as he accelerated around in circles. He continued to spin faster and faster until bursts of cynical laughter cut the air.
“Please stop me, Big,” the boy commanded.
Big grabbed the rope and the tire came to an abrupt stop.
“See Big, that’s why I need you.”
Big stared confused.
“And that is why you need me. You and I are one person. I, the brain; you, the body. As the brain, I command the body to do what is right. As the body, you follow all my orders or the brain will not be alright. Yet without a brain, the body can not function well in society.”
Big's eyes squinted; he was obviously perplexed at the statement.
The small boy revealed a puzzle from his pockets. The puzzle had three dimensions. Each piece held rigid due to lack of use. Once completed, the three by three puzzle would resemble a lizard. The pieces consisted of nine body parts all together.
“Look at this puzzle. Due to my feeble stature, I am not able to move the pieces easily.”
The boy tried to reallocate the pieces but to no avail.
“Therefore, I am not able to complete the puzzle even though I contain the mental capacity to solve it easily.”
The small boy handed the puzzle to Big.
“You, on the other hand, have the physicality to move these pieces. However, you lack the mental capacity to complete it.”
Big quickly agreed as he stared dumbfounded at the lizard pieces, moving them back and forth.
“Although together, we are able complete it.”
'The small boy commanded Big to rearrange the pieces in a specific manner, and before no time, he held the completed lizard in his hands. '
Big stood amazed at the analogy.
“As you can see Big, together we are able to do anything. Please help me up now.”
Big squatted down and picked up the boy. He levitated him above his head and placed him upon his shoulders.
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