《Is Heaven Supposed to Be Like This?!》20.5 An Alternative Beginning
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In a parallel World.
There, another Alex lived.
He was the same exact Alex.
The same person as I.
And yet....he does not remember his past life.
Nay, it should be that although we’re both the same person, our lives are totally different.
Are you disappointed that this isn’t about me?
Well, no worries.
All of you wanted a break...no?
Well, this is no filler!
That damn god is forcing me to watch this.
Either way, this is the real thing.
A second me.
And....i’ll be the narrator of his tale.
Honestly, i hate it when things turn serious all of a sudden.
Now then, lets see....
“Hey Alex! you’re going at it as hard as ever~”
“O-of course i...*sniff*...am. as you already know, i’m under *sniff* a lot of....stress.”
A black haired beauty asks Alex, or should i just shorten it to Ale to know the difference?
Alright!
New me, you’re called Ale from now on!
So...where was i?
Oh, right.
Let me introduce you.
This over here, is the friend who chocked me to death indirectly.
This was, of course, her place.
She had flaming hair similar to Acil, and wouldn’t lose in anyway.
If Acil was the sun, then this girl is without a doubt the moon.
She had dark eyes, and even dark circles under them, which magically added to her charm if someone was into ‘that’.
She looked like an addict from every single way possible. and yet, her dark eyes didn’t lose their charm--their will, unlike that of any addict.
S-she looks hot!
As for the idiotic me, he’s underweight.
His black hair is half-turning white, while his body looks very....well, as i said, underweight.
His complexion was very similar, very white.....is it perhaps the lack of sunlight? vitamins? or....
“Woah! Alex!! you’re quite hardcore y’know~ doing heroine and coke at the same time! you’ll die at this rate~”
E-eh!
I swear to G--those guys are useless. i swear to myself, that I, Alison Alex, have never done any drugs!
God dammit Ale, you’re ruining my image!
Now i won’t even be liked by the one or two female readers.......well, i bet there isn’t any though......*Sob*
“N-no worries....T-this’ll be....t-the last one.....”
-Sniff
The girl burst into laughter as she saw Ale, since he said the same thing 10 minutes ago.
“Hahaha! you’re already too high man!”
While she was bursting in laughter, with shaking hands, took out a few pills and swallowed them.
“Man...these Angel Fix is freaking awesome! Alex, my man, stop going with those cliche shit and try the new stuff!! This is so good, you’ll really be seeing angels!!!”
She began to scream madly, as she kept laughing.
spit flew everywhere from her mouth, as tears began to overflow.
she smiled, as the snot came out from her nose.
to put it simply, she looked like the most horrible mess you’d ever see a person in.
and yet, she smiled.
she smiled like she’s at the top of her happiness.
Ahh~ i want to punch the both of them!
But, i’d rather not dirty my hand with that twisted face....
I’d rather rape someone, an act i consider as a taboo, than touch a face like that.
Urgh.
if i had eaten anything in the past few days, i’d totally be throwing up by now.
“H-hahaha....y-your face.....! i-its totally hilarious.......!”
Ale said while looking at the utter mess of various facial bodily fluids coming out of his so called best friend.
Of course, her black teeth shined right through.
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Honestly, i wonder whats wrong with this world?
Mine had so much more common sense...
And i don’t remember her being this bad!
Is this the difference between the me, who has his past life memories and him, who doesn’t?
Damn~!
-Ring~
--Ring Ring~
“A-ah...? i-is that...my phone?”
As Ale began wondering whether its his phone or her’s, the girl’s expression changed from utmost happiness into a look of despair, or rather, isn’t she releasing a bit too much murderous intent?
Well, no matter.
Damn~ i can’t listen to his conversation in the phone at all!
Lets just listen to his replies.
“W-what?! I-i’m coming right away!”
Ale did the impossible feat, and he shook off the drugs effect from his body.
or rather, he didn’t.
since...he’s been talking to a banana.
---Ring Ring Ring~
The girl gave a quick sigh, and handed the phone on speaker to Ale.
“Although i’m stoned, i’m not as stoned as you are. make sure you at least....sound natural.”
“U-umm...T-thanks!”
Although Ale said his thanks, he was still grabbing the Banana.
“Ehm. Is this Alex? The brother of Alison Alice?”
“Y-yes!”
Ale quickly answered to the banana that he held toward his right ear.
Really...am i that idiotic?
Actually, don’t answer that.
“Hey...that’s a banana y’know....? never mind. it might be that you’re the sane one and i’m the one who’s stoned....Hehehehe~”
Really, i can’t see ‘em other than a pair of idiots....
So anyhow, lets pay a bit more attention to the phone call.
“You must come to the hospital immediately! you’re sister is in dire need of any family member!”
The doctor quickly shot off, and closed the call.
Ale got up, and grabbed The girl’s left boob and shouted “W-what?! i couldn’t hear anything after that!! did something happen to the speaker button?!” as he said that, he pressed The girl’s nipple.
“E-eh? w-was this the button to close the call....perhaps?”
As he thought that, he crouched down and began thinking about what to do.
The girl, who moaned a bit when touched, crouched down as well.
Hehehe~ that fucker! he must have touched her while she’s under the influence of the drug...and that, it must have increased her sexual pleasure! fucking turds!!!!!
“So....you goin’?”
She asked Ale while casting her eyes downward.
Ehh~ she’s lonely!
C’mon man, stay with her!
No...leave already, since you might sleep with her at this rate!
I’m starting to feel jealous of this bastard!!!
One minute goes on.
A second minute out of the window.
And here’s the third!
“H-hey...are you....alright?”
The girl asks worriedly.
Upon a closer inspection, Ale has passed out while his eyes are open.
The girl began slapping him awake, but to no avail.
She then walks away. and after a *Woosh* was heard, and came to an abrupt stop, she came back with a bucket held between her hands.
Ehh~ she’s going for the classic?
And exactly how i expected, she threw everything, including the bucket that was full of water, toward Ale.
-Bang!
Ale received the whole blow with his face, and all the water fell rained down upon him.
His nose began bleeding from having to battle it out with the bucket, and Ale opened his eyes rather wide at the sudden pain he felt.
Ouch! that must’ve hurt!! i bet he wants a transparent body li..ke....i don’t have it anymore.....!?
Damn!
i’m getting even more agitated!
“So what just happened.....?”
The girl asked Ale, while looking worried.
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her hair brushed a bit, and touched Ale’s face.
Of course, a little blood got into her hair, but the exact spot is indistinguishable because of her hair’s color.
“I-i....forgot how to breath...”
You fucking, addict, moronic idiot!
The girl, who probably had the same thought as i, burst into laughter.
“T-t-thats what you get for having so much drugs! you’re lucky that you haven’t overdosed yet!!”
She said, while rolling in the wet ground laughing.
“A-anyhow...it seems like my sister’s doctor just called....i’m making my way there....hopefully, its the good news i’ve been waiting for....”
He said, as he jogged toward the door and quickly left.
The girl then muttered “I really wish she hasn’t existed......she’s ruining all the fun.....i hope she died....!” in a voice low enough for only her to hear.
of course, i heard it~!
nothing can escape my ears after all!
now then, after him~!
Argh.
that was the most boring bus ride ever!
so i’m omitting that.
as for now, ‘we’re’ meeting Alice’s doctor.
Alice is of course, my sister.
or rather, Ale’s sister.
“As you might know.....you no longer have your parents. and with no relatives around, i am forced to convey this message to you, and you alone.....you have to shoulder this, young boy. your sister....no longer has enough time. we must find a donor, and as soon as possible.”
The old doctor, who seemed to be in his late fifties said rather firmly toward Ale.
“E-eh....? b-but....didn’t you say she’s in the road to recovery a few months ago.....?!”
“I did say that, boy. but, her situation took a rather sharp turn toward the worse......”
The doctor said regrettably.
Ale dropped his shoulders, and while his eyes open wide in shock, began to deny everything.
“T-this....this has to be a lie.....”
“It’s very understandable, young boy. but! do not avert your eyes from the reality of the situation. if we cannot get our hands on a donor, then her life is as good as.....well, you get what i mean. for now, try to spend most of your time with her.”
“What do you mean by ‘its very understandable’?! What do you know about us?! after our parents went along and killed themselves, you’re telling me that you understand all of that?! just tell me already, what can i do to save my last family member alive?! is my lung good enough!?”
Unlike his previous behavior, that of a junkie, Ale turned into a normal, Nineteen years old teen with his beloved’s life on the line, a rather drastic change that would you wondering if they were the same person.
“Indeed, her immunity system is rather special....so coming with the right donor is quite an impossible feat at this moment. how about taking a check right now......? that is, if you’re willing to sacrifice a lung for your sister.”
“I’ll take it!”
“It seems that you’re lungs are in the clear. although, thats for now. it seems like you like to get under....the influence of.....well, you’d better stop with the bad habits, since anymore would ruin your lungs and would be impossible to implant it to Alice.”
“Oh.....i see.”
Was the only answer Ale could give to the doctor.
So...its either drugs or his sister?
Of course, knowing me, it’ll be the imouto!
I mean, everyone dreamed of having a little sister, no?
How could such a lucky version of myself even exist~?
“Anyhow, shouldn’t you go visit Alice? you haven’t been there in the last few days after all. no one visits her aside from you....so make sure to be her emotional support from now on.”
“I know that...doctor. also...can i ask you a favor? c-can you please...keep this a secret from Alice?”
The doctor revealed a shocked expression, and then heaved a sigh of relief and said in an exaggerated manner “Sure~!”
And with that, ‘we’ left the examination room and headed toward the emergency ward.
Ale knocked on a familiar door that even I felt nostalgic seeing, and opened it ever so slowly, as to not wake the person on the other side.
He also close the door in the same manner once he spotted the little, tiny girl sleeping in a bed thrice her own size.
“Really...that doctor is too kind.” Muttered Ale as he recalled how this room and treatment was being paid by the doctor that he just met a few moments ago.
I really wonder, how are we the same?
Well, for now, i am content with seeing my sister’s face.
Oh? you’re wondering about her appearance, no?
She’s as cute as an angel!
...Actually, let me rephrase that, she is by no means close to an angel.
Those things are too sinful to be compared to her short, chestnut hair.
Perhaps too dirty to even lay eyes on her eyes, which shared the same color as her hair.
Although we look nothing in common, since i look more like my father while she looks more like mother, we are indeed brother and sister connected by blood.
Perhaps not with ‘me’, but with that ‘me’
“I’m sorry....did i wake you up?”
Whispered Ale, as he witnessed the little girl get up from her bed rather weakly.
“Eee....B-brother....?”
She said as she rubbed her teary eyes.
As soon as she realized that Ale was indeed in front of her, she stared right at him in a daze.
She then blinked once, then twice and for the third time, as if to confirm his presence. and as if she finally acknowledged that he’s the real deal, she revealed a big smile like any other child of her age.
“Brother!......you haven’t been eating well at all, have you?”
Worry about your health first! was what i would respond if i was in Ale’s shoes.
But instead, he just gave a wry smile and shrugged it off.
“And that nose! what were you doing, brother? are you getting in fights....?”
As she asked, tears began to gather around her moist eyes.
Ale hurriedly began to shake his head furiously, denying it with all his might.
Alice then revealed yet another refreshing smile, that which could rival the sun in its brightness.
“H-hey Alice...it seems like they found a donor for you! you’ll soon recover.....!”
Ale said, while a relieved smile overtook his face.
The girl opened her eyes wide in shock, and then, the already gathered up tears began to gush out all at once.
“I-is that true?! a-am i finally going to be able to leave this place?!”
She screamed, but soon got caught up in a coughing fit.
Ale’s instantly got up from his chair, and walked toward her. he then proceeded into rubbing her back, while telling her “Don’t get so excited.....they might pull out at the end.”
“B-but! i might finally be able to fulfill my dream....like having Brother give me a piggyback ride! maybe go to the summer festival....or the beach! maybe even the amusement park!! and foremost....return to school!!!”
Alice exclaimed excitedly, and got into another coughing fit, a rather sharper one than the one before.
Ale continued to gently rub her back, and continued to talk merrily until visiting hours ended.
A few uneventful weeks went by, and i’ll omit those for....well, being uneventful.
The most noted thing is that Ale stopped visiting the girl after the day he vowed to stop doing drugs, as he has started going to rehab. of course, rehab allowed him to leave for a set of time, and he would use that time to always meet his sister, and chat until the very last second possible.
That in itself improved Alice’s situation, and prolonged the need for a donor.
But the limit was fast approaching, with no other visible donor aside from Ale.
And as for today, is the day Ale has completed his complete rehab.
He’s heading to the hospital in order to undergo a surgery, and have one of his lungs transplanted to Alice.
Of course, that’ll shorten his lifespan, but it would allow Alice to live a long, peaceful life, so it was nothing but a small price to be paid.
He looked forward for today, and to be honest, it was all for this day that helped him go through rehab. Ale felt sorry for the girl, but what is done is already in the past.
He simply chose His younger sister over drugs and the girl.
But....it seemed as if fate was against him.
Because.....
--Bang!
“This is a busjack!”
As the man entered, he released a warning shot toward the ceiling.
“Drive toward Nagaya for now!”
The man shouted.
The bus driver stepped on the pedal with all his might, and all those within the bus felt its recoil as they were pushed backwards.
“W-waaaah!!!!”
A man screamed, and shot up toward the hijacker.
but with no mercy at all, the hijacker shot.
it, of course, only hit the man’s shoulders.
“The next time someone tries to do anything funny, he’s dead! consider this a warning to everyone!!”
As the man shouted as such, everyone, including me, began shrieking in fright.
“Cellphones....Everyone’s cellphones, on the ground, right now! If i find anyone with a cell phone later on, he’s dead!”
As he says that, he gave a bag to the person right next to him, and signaled him to pick up all the phones from the ground.
The man bent down, and began picking them up one by one...until.
--Bang!
The hijacker shot the girl next to the bent down man, and shouted “Those who try to contact the police of anyone else, is also dead you little fucks!”
The man, who was now covered in blood and brains, began to tremble uncontrollably until he fell down unconscious.
Ehh~!!
This is the real world y’know!
If they die, they’ll die for good~!!!
And as i was retorting, the man looking toward Ale and pointed toward the bag near the collapsed man and said “Pick up the rest.”
While trembling, Ale got up, and slowly walked toward the bag.
The hijacker got tired at his slow pace, and shot another warning shot.
---Bang!
“Hurry the hell up!”
And then, Ale noticed something.
That man...he held a revolver.
Just as he was thinking up a plan, he grabbed all the phones and handed the bag to the hijacker, who was wearing a black jacket and a baseball cap, and some normal jeans.
He had an unshaven chin, and his hair was pretty much unkempt.
After about 20 minutes, or so felt Alex, Ale overhead a couple of guys who were seated infront of him talking about tackling the man.
“Ehh....you shouldn’t do that...wait for the police....!”
Ale quickly said toward the couple.
“We can’t wait! since we’re going to be killed anyhow, i’m going with the method with the most chance for survival!” the bulky man said, and the man next to him, who looked slim but quite fit replied with a “Yeah!”
The hijacker approached the trio and shouted “What the hell are ya’ll mumbling abo--!” and the bulky man quickly got up from his seat and grab the hijacker’s hand.
the finger that was rested on the trigger was pulled, and a shot was heard.
---Bang!
If you looked, or at least payed attention to the trajectory of the bullet, its simple enough to guess that it hit the slim man, who conspired with the bulky one in order to knock down the hijacker.
Ale quickly got up, overcome by god knows what, and grabbed a hold of the hand holding the gun.
The bulky man was flung toward his seat, while Ale raised the gun to above head level.
the man subconsciously pulled the trigger, and Ale let go of his arm.
----Bang!!
He then proceeded into slamming him through the window, which threw him way out into the middle of the streets.
“P-phew...i thought i was dead....”
Ale quickly muttered, as the whole bus stared on absentmindedly, trying to sync in the scene that just happened.
And before he could give them the chance to recover, he quickly shouted “Stop the bus!” and the driver hurriedly stepped on the brakes.
As soon as the bus stopped, the door opened, and the passengers streamed through.
Ale waited, and waited, until he was the last one in the bus.
And just before he could step out, the door suddenly closed.
“Wha--!”
He looked toward the bus driver, only to see that he was pointing a revolver toward Ale.
“Please....get back to your seat...” The bus driver said, as he let streams after streams of tears flow out.
Ale gave up on getting out or getting answers, and returned to his seat in a hurry, forgetting all about his sister and the transplant.
and after a few hours, they arrived at an old storehouse.
As they entered the old, dusty storehouse. the bus driver, who was pointed his gun toward Ale all the way along threw it away as he ran frantically inside the store house.
And soon enough, as Ale approached, saw a small kid tied to a chair, and the bus driver crying as he hugged the tied figure.
“Its really mysterious....won’t you agree? i mean, he would kill for his child! isn’t that wonderful?”
Said a voice very familiar to Ale.
As he turned around, he saw the girl he abandoned, crimson red hair and dark eyes.
The only difference is that....she’s also holding a revolver...
“Oh. i forgot.....your parents committed suicide...right?”
She asked as she chuckled.
“Ahh~ they committed suicide, and left the oldest, depressed son and a sickly old sister!”
She continued.
And as she finished, she pointed toward the couple made up from the bus driver and his child.
“You see.....i’m about to return them to their wife and mother respectively! aren’t i nice? well, it was my fault for killing their mother while threatening the bus driver....” she said while looking regrettable.
And then, she inserted her hand into her pocket, and took out a small switch.
“You see...i got bored, so i modified that boy for a bit! like....i only inserted a c4 into his stomach, alright?!”
And while saying that, she flipped the switch.
----KABOOOM!
Ale flew a bit backwards, while the girl laughed maniacally.
Both the child and the bus drivers....were no more.
They were burned to smithereens, never to be gathered whole ever again.
Their blood covered the dusty storehouse, and painted it red. the same color as her hair.
“Well then...how about i send you next? don’t you want to meet your parents?”
She said.
“This is all your fault, y’know. if only you chose me instead of your sister....”
She continued.
But unknowing to her, Ale already called 110, for an ambulance and the police.
“See ya~”
She said, after pulling the trigger three times.
-Bang!
--Bang!!
---Bang!!!
“Now then.....should i deliver the finishing blow?”
She questioned herself.
“No....”
She continued.
“Y’know....t-this feels great....”
She said after taking two pink pills, known as Angle Fix.
“Hehehehehehehahahahahaahahahhaa!!!”
She laughed, like a broken record.
But she didn’t know something, is that Ale has hidden some steel plates in his stomach, to protect his lungs.
He isn’t sure if the bullets got through or not, since he already lost his sense of pain, but felt as if the last laugh belonged to him.
And just like that, the police and the ambulance arrived.
“Hey. Do you have any last words?”
Ale was asked this question, right after waking up.
“Hurry and say them. since you don’t have much to live.”
His vision was quite hazy, but he could tell from his elderly voice that it was the kind doctor that he was indent with.
“I-i.....s.....my.....lu....gs.....”
“Don’t worry. they’re in great condition thanks to you. your sister.....is going to live.”
He said.
And as if that was the trigger, Ale’s body fell limp, and lost all its nonexistent heat.
A few weeks after Ale’s death.
“Hmm~Hmm~ I wonder when brother is coming back...”
Alice hummed, as she wondered.
“Ahh! since tomorrow is fathers day...should i draw a picture for him? perhaps he’ll respond to my feelings if i do and come visit me!”
She quickly thought up.
And like that, she instantly took out a sketching book from under the bed, which was a gift from the kind doctor toward her to ease her boredom, and some pencil.
She began to draw, but the end result was quite sloppy.
Thats when the machine hooked up to Alice began to act up, bleeping.
--Bleep.
“I-i bet brother is going to love this......”
---Bleep.
And as the machine bleeped for the third time, the pencil and the book fell from her hands.
---Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
The nurse ran, as she grabbed as many doctors with her as possible.
They all came, but realizing that it was too late, the Kind doctor said “Time of death, 9:15 AM.”
After he finished talking, he noticed the notebook on the ground.
The sketch was nothing great, as the head had took up most of the page, but to the middle, the following massage was written.
「Even if i do not have a father, Brother is my father as well! So brother, please return! I, I really love you! Brot---------」
it seemed as the pencil lost its strength, it smudged the note, alongside some of the childish drawing.
Damn! he died like a hero, didn’t he!?
While i died......
Well, i hope ya'll enjoyed this side chapter!
I kinda wrote this to change my pace, since the last few chapters didn't pack a punch at all!
So yeah, this was actually the draft for the beginning of this series, but i kinda scraped it after a while, and wrote the current one.
by the way, i had to re-write this whole thing!
its my first time writing a chapter this long........
PS. Sorry if it was cliche...
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