OOC: 5th memory
Dash will bump into a girl in the market and find his wallet/coinpouch completely gone! But the girl seems to have vanished! How curious~
But in his pocket, he'll find a sight/sound/smell memory crystal!
Memory from Young Avengers Presents issue 3, Pages 18, 19 and 20
This was familiar. Fire, the smell of brimstone. The sound of souls in torment was a new addition. Three senses so far-he couldn’t feel heat though, or taste the ash in the air. But this was definitely hell. A flash of light, and Billy stood there with a creepy man with lank hair and a tattered cape and beard.
“Billy? Finally. There’s no doors in this freakin’ place-“ That was his own voice.
“You can tell me all about it on the way home.” Billy approached, offering him his hand. Tommy took it, standing and leaning towards the other.
“And the creepy old guy is…?”
“Diabolical super-villain with ties to the Avengers. So play it cool okay?”
Said diabolical super-villain raised his arms, speaking in words of power. “To the Earthly plane!” Tommy knew the feel of magic as it surrounded them, bringing them from hell to… What looked like the living room of a normal house. It smelled like neglect. And old people. The creepy guy gestured to the couch and sat across from the twins as they settled.
“Pandemonium knew you when you were but infants…” Great, the guy talked about himself in the third person. “Pandemonium was led to believe you were slivers of his missing soul, transmogrified into ---- ----‘s babies…” Wait, what? What?
In the memory Tommy leaned over, whispering to his twin on the couch. “Transmogrified, is that even a word?”
“Shut up, this is important.” Of course Billy ignored him,
“But you weren’t.” Pandemonium was still talking. “You were born of darker energies… Mephistopheles…”
“We know this-“ Tommy’s memory started again. We know what? Tommy wanted to ask his memory.
“Tommy-shut the hell up!” Billy glared at him.
“After Pandemonium’s… Conflict with --- ---- and her allies, you were erased from --- ---‘s memory, which---Pandemonium believes-contributed to her ultimate psychic breakdown… When Pandemonium realized what damage he had wrought, as one of Mephisto’s pawns, he went into hiding, you stumbled upon his latest sanctuary-“ Whaaat? Erased her memory? Is this… Our mom? Our mom doesn’t remember us?
“This house.” Billy was talking. “But… Why did you come here? What were you looking for?”
“Peace, child. Solitude. What were you looking for when you came here?”
“Our…” Tommy hesitated.
“Our mother. Our history.” Billy was more sure.
“Your history…” Pandemonium caressed a crystal ball, looking pensive. “I was an actor once,” Hey, hwas talking in first person now. “Before the pact with Mephisto that turned me into this… abomination. A movie star with the world at his fingertips…” Really? That hideous old guy? “Your past-your history-is darkness and chaos.” Bundle of joy, Pandemonium. “Whatever your present, Pandemonium’s advice is… Embrace is.”
They left the house, walking to the nearest bus stop. Cresskill, New Jersey. That’s where they were. As they got onto the public transit, the memory ended.
But in his pocket, he'll find a sight/sound/smell memory crystal!
Memory from Young Avengers Presents issue 3, Pages 18, 19 and 20
This was familiar. Fire, the smell of brimstone. The sound of souls in torment was a new addition. Three senses so far-he couldn’t feel heat though, or taste the ash in the air. But this was definitely hell. A flash of light, and Billy stood there with a creepy man with lank hair and a tattered cape and beard.
“Billy? Finally. There’s no doors in this freakin’ place-“ That was his own voice.
“You can tell me all about it on the way home.” Billy approached, offering him his hand. Tommy took it, standing and leaning towards the other.
“And the creepy old guy is…?”
“Diabolical super-villain with ties to the Avengers. So play it cool okay?”
Said diabolical super-villain raised his arms, speaking in words of power. “To the Earthly plane!” Tommy knew the feel of magic as it surrounded them, bringing them from hell to… What looked like the living room of a normal house. It smelled like neglect. And old people. The creepy guy gestured to the couch and sat across from the twins as they settled.
“Pandemonium knew you when you were but infants…” Great, the guy talked about himself in the third person. “Pandemonium was led to believe you were slivers of his missing soul, transmogrified into ---- ----‘s babies…” Wait, what? What?
In the memory Tommy leaned over, whispering to his twin on the couch. “Transmogrified, is that even a word?”
“Shut up, this is important.” Of course Billy ignored him,
“But you weren’t.” Pandemonium was still talking. “You were born of darker energies… Mephistopheles…”
“We know this-“ Tommy’s memory started again. We know what? Tommy wanted to ask his memory.
“Tommy-shut the hell up!” Billy glared at him.
“After Pandemonium’s… Conflict with --- ---- and her allies, you were erased from --- ---‘s memory, which---Pandemonium believes-contributed to her ultimate psychic breakdown… When Pandemonium realized what damage he had wrought, as one of Mephisto’s pawns, he went into hiding, you stumbled upon his latest sanctuary-“ Whaaat? Erased her memory? Is this… Our mom? Our mom doesn’t remember us?
“This house.” Billy was talking. “But… Why did you come here? What were you looking for?”
“Peace, child. Solitude. What were you looking for when you came here?”
“Our…” Tommy hesitated.
“Our mother. Our history.” Billy was more sure.
“Your history…” Pandemonium caressed a crystal ball, looking pensive. “I was an actor once,” Hey, hwas talking in first person now. “Before the pact with Mephisto that turned me into this… abomination. A movie star with the world at his fingertips…” Really? That hideous old guy? “Your past-your history-is darkness and chaos.” Bundle of joy, Pandemonium. “Whatever your present, Pandemonium’s advice is… Embrace is.”
They left the house, walking to the nearest bus stop. Cresskill, New Jersey. That’s where they were. As they got onto the public transit, the memory ended.