The Other Half

*GoodVsEvil Contest entry. Cover by R.L. Gilbert* Bamaria Denner uses her powers of duplication to separate her sinful side away from the good. But that decision came with a lethal price. ©2014


1. The Other Half

“It’s the end of the line, Aislee!” I shouted, facing the brunette girl standing a distance away from me. “You’ve gone too far this time. Give up.”

Aislee let out a shrill laugh. “Oh, Bamaria,” she sneered, “don’t you understand?” Now that you’ve set me free, I can finally do what I want. I can finally be myself.” Her voice was so eerily callous, devoid of any emotion.

“This is you?” I snapped. “You’re hurting people, Aislee! Manipulating, stealing—but that wasn’t good enough for you. You killed people.” My hands shook, but I couldn’t help it. All the built-up emotion I had for Aisalee was finally getting to me, threatening to burst out.

“All I see are the results of my accomplishments,” Aisalee said casually. “But I must thank you for that. Had you not created me, I wouldn’t be hear to complete so many—oh, delicious—deeds.”

My throat tightened. I could deny it all I wanted to, but Aisalee was right: this was all my fault. I had used my ability to duplicate anyone and anything and made a clone of myself, giving her my flawed side. I thought this would cause people to actually like me now; I thought that, now, I would be accepted in society.

But I was wrong. Creating Aislaee was the worst thing I had ever done, and now everyone was paying for my mistakes. If only I hadn’t been so stupid, so desperate for acceptance, none of this would have happened.

“What’s the matter, Bamaria?” Aisalee spoke my name with such contempt. “Did the cat catch your tongue? Or are you willing to admit that I’m right?”

I closed my eyes. In spite of all my regret for what I’s done, I knew I couldn’t let it get to me noq. I had to stop Aisalee. I couldn’t let her run rampant and get away with the terrible crimes she had committed. I couldn’t let her continue down this path. 

She had already hurt too many people. This had to stop now.

Finding my voice again, I opened my eyes and faced my opponent. “You are right,” I said. My voice was calm, the newfound determination surging through me. “ I created you, for my own selfish purposes.” I balled up my fist. “But I’m the only reason you exist. If I made you, then I could take you back.”

I quickly reached into my back pocket and pulled out a knife. “It’s time for you to go back to where you belong, Aisalee,” I whispered. “Forever.”

For a moment, Aisalee was silent. The only sound that could be heard came from the distant smoke from the destruction my twin had caused behind us. It was a horrible sight, but I focused my attention on Aisalee and Aisalee only.

Then her jaw set. She knew I had made my decision. “You should have joined me, Bamaria,” she said. “Now I’m going to make you suffer.”

I didn’t even flinch. “I’m not afraid of you.” I held my weapon in position.

“Fine, then.” Aislee’s facial expression was lethal. “Bring it on, twin.”

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