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Myka Ophelia Bering (beringandwells) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2012-09-26 02:18:00

Entry tags:

h.g. wells, myka bering

Who: Myka and H.G.
What: First face to face meeting of Bering and Wells since Helena’s death and the explosion of the Warehouse.
When: Tuesday Late Evening/Early Morning
Where: Helena’s Room
Rating/Warnings: Angst, warehouse explosion, death, etc.
Status: Closed/Complete

She looked like hell. It had been roughly three days since she had arrived in The Land of Make Believe. Sleep was allusive. Every time her eyes closed the events leading up to the Warehouse explosion played out. She had been lying when she told Claudia that she’d be all right. It was a good thing that Steve hadn’t been present at the time for he would have caught her lie. The bag of Twizzler’s was nearly gone. Most hours of the day she spent chewing on the candy curled up on her couch. Claudia, Steve and Pete were here and she should be happier. But Myka couldn’t find the joy in being surrounded by her family with the thoughts going through her head. It wasn’t enough to ease the emotional turmoil raging through her body. Not even the fact that Helena herself had also been pulled into this dimension served to soothe the ache. As if taunting her, Helena’s words kept repeating over and over in her head.

Myka, we have to think rationally not emotionally

How do you say goodbye to the one person who knows you better than anyone else?

It was the only way I could think to save you.

I smell apples

With her legs pulled up and her arms crossed over her knees, Myka continued to rock back and forth. She couldn’t go on like this for much longer. Sooner or later she was going to burn out completely. With her Warehouse family she had overcome many an obstacle. Prevented disasters on more than one occasion. She herself had survived her body being taken over by Alice Liddell. And yet she was unable to face one woman. A woman who had betrayed her trust and had almost succeeded in destroying the world. The same woman who had driven her away from the Warehouse and had convinced her to return again. The very same woman who had given her life to save her, Artie, and Pete. Helena. Immediately her feet dropped to the ground. Myka remembered seeing Helena’s room number in a conversation with Pete. It was just down a flight of stairs. Throwing caution to the wind she rose and exited her room shutting the door behind her. She was a woman on a mission and was walking autopilot until she stood in front of a door on the second floor. Myka knocked on the door and then looked down at the ground questioning whether or not she could actually do this.

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2012-09-29 08:29 am UTC (link)

Upon hearing Myka's sobs, it only fueled Helena's own sobs. Though at the same time as she was realizing she was comforting Myka. That alone was startling to Helena. For so long she'd been little more than a destroyer. How many lives had she taken? How many deaths was she responsible for? How many lives had she ruined? After the things she'd done, Helena hadn't thought she was capable of comforting anyone. Yes, she still had a soft spot for children and was always able to talk to them, but that was different than being able to comfort someone. Nevermind the fact the woman she was clinging to was one she had betrayed once, had made Myka betray the things she'd held closest to her heart, made her doubt herself. Myka may not have said as much, but oh Helena had been able to see it. After they'd successfully retrieved the Joshua Horn, she'd seen it all in Myka's eyes as the other agent had put the Horn in its place in the Warehouse.

Guilt. Regret. Hatred. Grief. Anger. Fury. Helena had one hundred and twenty years worth of them. The one thing she would never repent for was killing her daughter's murderers. They had got what they deserved, and she had made them feel every ounce of pain they had made her feel. And instead of letting herself grieve, Helena had instead embraced the anger and hatred within her heart. It had twisted her little by little. She truly had a slow descent into madness. Helena had simply wanted her daughter back, was that really so much to ask? She'd worked in a place where miracles happened, and she threw herself into finding some way to turn back time and save her daughter, to keep her happiest place in tact. But all the artifacts she found didn't fulfill what she needed. So she'd devised her time machine. Time travel had become her unhealthy obsession by the mid 1890s, which had given birth to The Time Machine. And then when her time machine had failed, when she'd only managed to witness her daughter's death with her own eyes, to cling to her lifeless body for the remainder of the trip. That had been the true turning point in her life. That was the precise moment when Helena had stopped caring, had truly given up and given in to her anger and hate.

Helena had let her anger and hate control her, and it ended with two agents dying because of her and her requesting to be Bronzed. As much as Helena had tried to use it to transport herself through time, to wake in a better world, if anyone ever even saw fit to deBronze her, she hadn't anticipated on it multiplying her hate and anger. Then again, when she couldn't do anything except think for a century, what else would she think about but Christina and her loss? It dug the hole in her soul deeper and sent her even further into her downward spiral. Though when she'd woken in the new world, it had been so utterly jarring, so vastly different from the world she'd left behind. Everyone she had ever known was long dead, and she didn't belong in the modern world. But even with that, she'd found her path in it, or what she believed had been the path in it. Even while she'd always planned to find the Minoan Trident and use it, it had always been about putting an end to her own pain and anger, but Helena was not the type to take her own life. No, she always made others feel her pain and anger and hate, which is why she was more than ready to take the entire world down with her.

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