Light // Dark (new skit)

Hi, I actually just came up with a new skit arc! I didn't plan on making a skit for a while, but I can't let this idea slip by. 

So yeah. Have a skit, guys. Enjoy! ;D 

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Oh, just an fyi. This skit has both light and dark sides. The title is about symbolism between the characters. I view half of them being "light" characters, and the other half as being "dark" characters. 

Dark themes are going to be mentioned in this skit. In other words, sensitive topics.

Yeah, this isn't just another silly skit. I've (they've) outgrown that. 

Viewer (uh, reader) discretion advised. 

(Why am I making a skit about such topics? Well, haha, I really don't care about myself at all. I'm already gone. That poem from the other day? It's about me, of course. It's not made of artistic metaphors- it's nonfiction. The truth is- I'm really nothing more than a ghost. When it's nighttime, I feel my ribs just like how I wrote in the poem. And it hurts. I don't remember myself from three years ago. I thought I did, but I don't. I don't remember, and it's killing me. Why the moths in the mouth? Well, I'm reading "Silence of the Lambs" for school. What does that mean? I won't explain.) 

:-) 

[Date: April 15th. Time: 2:00 pm. Location: Downstairs in the house, by the staircase.]

Dawn: *sighs cheerfully* It finally feels like spring. I think this is the first day that I don't feel like I have to be wrapped in a blanket in order to not freeze. 

Brock: What do you mean? You don't wear a blanket when we go to school. 

Dawn: I had to wear a hoodie and jacket whenever I went outside. And now it's finally warm enough that I don't have to. It's great. 

Brock: *nods* Yeah. No more winter seems nice. 

Ryen: *walks toward them, holds up his phone to read something on it* The warm weather isn't going to last long. It's supposed to drop 30 degrees in a few hours. There's also a 60% chance of rain; 10% chance of snow. 

Brock: *lowers head in disappointment* Oh...

Dawn: Dropping 30 degrees would just make the temperature itself be 30 degrees! That's two below freezing! 

Twinkle: *walks toward them, looks smug* You guys don't need winter for it to be cold. 

Brock: Oh, it's because the weather doesn't ever make sense? 

Twinkle: Uh, no. My Elemental Power is ice-fire, that was what I planned on saying before you rudely interrupted me. Ice is freezing cold, if you get what I mean. *winks at Dawn* 

Dawn: *face starts turning red* Oh no thanks! You don't have to freeze anything, Twinkle. I'm tired of the cold. 

Twinkle: *turns around to leave, looks behind shoulder to look at Dawn* If that's what you want. 

Ryen: *looks confused as he looks at Dawn and Twinkle* Uh.. what was that? 

Brock: Girl talk. 

Twinkle: *snaps her right hand's thumb and index finger behind her back, Brock's mouth gets covered in ice, leaves the room*

[Finny quickly goes downstairs. He stops three steps from the floor. He looks worried.]

Finny: Hey.. uh... 

Sparkle: *walks toward the bottom of the stairs where the rest of the revealed characters are* I'm going to visit the store. You guys want anything? 

Finny: *stands still, then shakes his head* I don't have time to talk about that. 

Sparkle: Brock? Ryen? 

Ryen: No thanks, I don't need anything. 

Sparkle: Thought so. Brock? 

Brock: *still can't speak* 

Sparkle: I'll assume that's a no. Well, I'm fine with that. 

Twinkle: *walks back over to them* Oh, my bad. *snaps her thumb and index finger* 

Brock: *breathes heavily* 

Sparkle: *starts walking away*

Finny: *is annoyed* Are you all done yet? 

Twinkle: Oh, what is it? I didn't see you at first, Finny. 

Finny: It's Duke. Have any of you seen him today? 

Twinkle: I haven't seen him. 

Dawn: Neither have I. Why?

Finny: Ardere wants him to play video games with us. *giggles* He says he can kill Duke at the game we're playing. 

Twinkle: And I bet he can. 

Brock: Wow, that's cold. 

Twinkle: *glares at Brock* Do you want me to shut you up again? 

Brock: Uh.. no thanks, I'm good. 

Twinkle: Good choice. *looks away from Brock* 

Finny: I thought we could hang out just a little longer. Duke's been so distant lately. *pauses* It's like he doesn't want to be around us.. around me.. anymore. 

Brock: I know right? Ditching on you and Ardere to do something else was such a dick move. 

Finny: *sighs* Who am I kidding? Duke's always been distant from me. He always was keeping things from me. I guess he didn't change that much. 

Ryen: *adjusts his glasses* Now that you brought Duke up, I realized I haven't seen Fierdan all day either. But my car is still in the driveway. *scratches chin* That's strange. Where could they be? 

-x-x-

[Location: Unknown but it's in a small, dark room.] 

Duke: *sighs* I always was meant to be killed by you. 

Fierdan: I had to get rid of you permanently before you inflicted even more severe damage to the world. You were injuring hundreds of people just by being alive. That included your friend, Finny. Or have you forgotten? 

Duke: *lowers head* No, I didn't forget. *looks up at Fierdan, stares defiantly at him* But don't you f*cking word it like I killed Finny. 

Fierdan: You don't have to actively murder someone to kill them. I thought you knew that. 

Duke: *is sitting on the floor, throws a punch to the floor* Shut up, Fierdan! You have no right to word it like you became a hero, the good guy, at the end of the day. Because you're not! Killing me didn't make you a Savior. I'm not the pure source of evil that tainted society. You're not the Savior, and that doesn't mean Taurel is either. You designed me to become this. You call yourself a good person? *punches the floor again* It's your fault! 

Fierdan: Calm down. 

Duke: "Calm down?" Are you f*cking kidding me?! *pauses* Do you know how many times I got asked why I didn't die, how those things didn't kill me? Do you know how many times I couldn't come up with an explanation to tell them? 

Fierdan: Uh... 

Duke: Over 20 times. The questions never stopped for a day. But of course I couldn't come up with an explanation. Because my goddamn existence never made any sense! And whose fault is that? Yours! It's all your f*cking fault! 

Fierdan: I...

Duke: If I could've died back then, I wouldn't have to be tortured and have to be subject to "examinations." If I died before that, I wouldn't have known I'm a part of you and Soulless. I should've died before you ruined my life, but you couldn't even let me kill my self.

Fierdan: You've been a part of Soulless and me before you were even born. 

Duke: And I wouldn't be this f*cked up as a person.. or whatever the hell I actually am.. if you didn't put it through Calliah into me. You're right. I wasn't even born yet, so I never had the chance to avoid becoming you. I never was normal, and it's your fault! 

Fierdan: I made things better for you and your mother. 

Duke: *starts yelling* You only made my life a living hell! "Made things better," my ass. If you didn't make my body be the vessel of you and Soulless, Calliah wouldn't hate me, I wouldn't have started harming myself, and I wouldn't have thought about suicide and later homicide that many times. I bet I wouldn't have hurt myself as much as I did if you didn't do what you did. 

Fierdan: I don't mean it like that. Calm yourself down, so you can at least think logically. How Calliah reacted to what I did was.. too much. You never deserved to be abused by her. 

Duke: *lowers voice* I really do wonder what I would look like if I'm not your Duke Fierdan. 

Fierdan: You would have a higher percentage of your blood, your DNA perhaps, being from Eternal. You would look a lot more like him. 

Duke: And I bet that would prevent Calliah from hating my appearance. Maybe then she would have loved me. 

Fierdan: Your mother always loved you. I was the one she hated. But since a part of me is in you, she brought the hate for me out on you. *pauses* As for why she didn't stop me from doing what I did, well, I intimidated her. She was so scared of me. I installed fear into her. 

Duke: She had every right to hate you. You stole the son she was supposed to have. You turned that son into me. I'm not their child- I'm yours. That's the truth, isn't it?

Fierdan: *breathes deeply, then says* If more of your body was from Eternal, Calliah would still be uncomfortable around you. She would still hate you. But maybe she would have blamed herself more.

Duke: I'm your son, aren't I? You killed your father, and you killed your son. 

Fierdan: There's another reason that doesn't involve you. There's a reason you thought she cheated on Eternal. You see, Duke, your so called father and mine aren't that different. Believe me when I say you don't want to remind anyone of your father. *pauses* Calliah never wanted to be a mother. Especially not the way she, uh, had to become one. *sighs* Z and Eternal both coerced--

Duke: *interrupts* Shut up! 

Fierdan: ... which makes them r--

Duke: *interrupts, raises voice* Shut the hell up! 

Fierdan: I saved you by claiming you as mine. I saved you by making Eternal not as much a part of you. I saved you by killing you. 

Duke: Excuses, excuses, excuses. You never saved me! 

Fierdan: I really hoped you would have appreciated what I did for you a lot sooner. I guess I was wrong. 

Duke: The only nice thing you've done is stopping the control Soulless has over me. But that only happens on the skit route. 

Fierdan: I can get rid of you permanently if that's what you prefer. 

Duke: *stares into Fierdan's eyes* That's what I want. Go and try to kill me again. 

Fierdan: *looks confused* Wait, what?

Duke: I'm being serious. Get rid of me. I'm nothing but someone who brings others pain. And like you said before, I'm not even human. I'm not even alive. 

Fierdan: *has a shaky voice* S-So what? 

Duke: Kill me. I f*cking dare you. 

Fierdan: I.. I...

Duke: Oh, what's that? You can't? 

Fierdan: *suddenly grins at Duke* No, that's not it. I'll do what you insist. I will kill you, Duke Fierdan. Again. 

Duke: *grins back* I wouldn't have it any other way. I was always meant to be killed by you.