Heavenly Twins (Not)

Mr Dennison and McFizzer grab me one under each arm and drag me into the sitting room they dump me on an armchair and step back, Drufus enters the room, the three of them stand before me.

Drufus speaks. “Ok Tavis we all know each other and we all know why we are here.”

“I know why you are here,” I say to Drufus. “But you McFizzer? I thought you were my friend, and as for Mr Dennison well that’s just outright weird…”

McFizzer interrupts “Sometimes Tavis we have to understand where our real loyalties reside and act accordingly no matter how difficult that may be.”

“Quite right McFizzer,” echoes Drufus. “Look Tavis, perhaps you and I didn’t get off to the best of starts, but since we first met I have considered your position and I can appreciate how all this may seem to you. What you have to understand is that we all have a common aim.”

“Oh yeah and does that include me getting a good kicking?”

Drufus continues. “Tavis you have to believe me that when we first met I didn’t understand what I was dealing with –with you. I thought you where just some punk of a kid out to get in my way, but having spoken to McFizzer I now realize that you are just an innocent party in all of this. Let me put this to you – how about you and I work together along with your friend McFizzer to our mutual benefit.”

“And how exactly is that going to work?”

“I am a powerful man.” McFizzer and Mr Dennison both nod in agreement with Drufus as he continues, “I can teach you how to control your destiny, how you can use time to your advantage so that you can have a fulfilling and long life. You will benefit from the knowledge that I have gathered throughout millennia you will become my protegee and who knows in the fullness of time my successor.”

“Ok – that all sounds great,” I say feeling a little inflated by the offer and perhaps just a little to cocky for my own good. “And you want what exactly?”

“Quite simple – the question still stands. Where is your sister Lilly?”

“Drufus I really don’t know how to answer this without getting a face full of knuckle but my answer also still stands – she is dead, she died on that day burnt in a wrecked car, I know this, I was there laying on the ground broken and burnt but alas not dead.”

Drufus turns and walks to the back of the room, I wait for someone to hit me, but McFizzer and Mr Dennison hold steady standing before me motionless.

“This cannot be.” Drufus turns back towards me. “As I said I am a powerful man and I know that this just cannot be.”

The lack of violence on my person has boosted my confidence a little more so I chance another question. “How do you know she is alive and yet have no clue as to where she is?”

“As I said I am a powerful person and these powers help me to feel people that are a important to me, it is like an extra sense and I can sense her – she is somewhere out in the void –hiding from me.”

Perhaps Drufus isn’t a crazy psychopath maybe Lilly is alive – I don’t understand how but I ask another question. “How can I help to find her, I would sacrifice anything to find Lilly, just tell me how.”

Drufus smiles a wry smile at me, pauses, looks to McFizzer and then says, “He is telling the truth.”

“Oh thank you……………..at last you believe me.”

“Yes unfortunately for you I do believe you and now I have absolutely no use for you whatsoever, so lets draw this charade to a conclusion” He looks again at McFizzer and orders, “dispose of him.”

“What." I cry.

“Yes master,” answers McFizzer, asking, “may we have him?”

“Do what you like just get him out of my sight.” Curses Drufus “Permanently.”

Yet again McFizzer and Mr Dennison pick me up and then this time drag me into the kitchen to meet Mrs Dennison who is sat at the kitchen table with her head at an unnatural angle quietly rotting. I ask Mr Dennison how he can allow such an obscene thing to happen to his wife.

“Because I did it to her.”

“You killed your own wife?”

“I killed her,” he chuckles “but she is not my wife,” and then before my eyes Mr Dennison dissolves - disappearing atom by atom and transforming into someone I had met before, someone I had met back in the church in 1874.

A four foot monkey creature now stands before me and introduces himself, “I am Heldac and this is my brother Heldor.” The creature turns toward McFizzer and we both watch as he dissolves down to become an identical being, a perfect twin grinning and gnashing his teeth.

The twins jump onto the kitchen table dislodging Mrs Dennison from her chair so that she falls to the floor, Heldac and Heldor look down at her oozing body and as they do I decide to take the only sensible coarse of action I can think of and throw myself at the back door bursting it open and running out into the garden, I don’t look back as I vault the fence and head home.