Blue painted the sky. White clouds danced along with it as birds glanced along with the wind. 88’s eyes left the scenery when a man grabbed his attention away from the view. 88 eyes widened. His striking green eyes held a hidden sadness. 88 turned and smiled sheepishly.

“You must be Jeremy?” His voice was soft, guilt lingered within. 

“I am.” He replied with disappointment.

88 looked down at the ground. His body wasn’t damaged in this pristine world but it felt like it was damaged by the look the other man was giving him. Jeremy walked closer to 88, stopping just short of knocking into him. The height difference was still noticeable, even if only a few years had gone by.

“Why are you looking down?” Jeremy asked. 

“Aren’t you mad at me?” 88’s moved his gray eyes up to meet Jeremy’s green ones.

A soft smile fell on the youth’s face. “How could I be mad at you? I programmed you after all.” Jeremy walked past 88, making his way to a gated ledge. “I’m just sad. I was hoping to see Justice again.”

88 looked at the man’s back. He seemed so distant, even if he was just a few feet away. 88 then looked around, noticing it was just him and Jeremy. Justice, who was with him since the beginning, was now nowhere to be found. Had he passed on at the death of his sister? 88 looked down at his hands as realization hit him . The person who killed 00, wasn’t 88. It was Justice. 

Had his soul moved on with Sarah’s?

“Justice was here.” 88 spoke, walking to join Jeremy on the ledge. He rested on it, looking at the brunette haired man. “He was guilty that he dragged you into this mess.” 88 said softly. 

“If he hadn’t you would have been a different program altogether.” Jeremy said back firmly, his eyes never leaving the scenery below him.

“Have you always been here?” 88 asked, unsure of to ask next. 

“No. But somehow, I am here now.” 

“And just by looking at me, you knew I wasn’t Justice?”

Jeremy glanced up at 88. “You may both have the same body but your souls are different.” 

88 straitened in shock. “Souls? So, I do have one after all?” 

Jeremy smiled. “It’s in the program I made for you. For you to learn about life. To learn to become a human. But just don’t chalk it up to a program. It was only the starting point.”

88 looked at his hands. “Is that why I am like this. But what about the others? Like 23? I know you weren’t even born then.” 

Jeremy looked over at the man, placing a finger pn his lips like it was a secret. A grin graced his face. “That my friend, is where you come in. I made you a center point. Where other models around you happen to gain some human emotions. Far beyond what they are programmed with. After that, those who came around you could also pass on the gift I gave to you.”

88 narrowed his eyes. A small frown graced his face but not of sadness, just irritation. “So, basically, I’m a virus.” 

“In a less romantic way about it, yes.” Jeremy laughed.

The men looked out at the scenery below. Watching the wind moved the tree’s back and forth. The smell of grass filled the air. Jeremy hummed a tune that was familiar to him. 88 closed his eyes. It was nostalgic but not from Justice’s memory but 88’s.

“So, where are you going now? You can’t stay here forever.” 88 opened his eyes, a smile graced his face when gray eyes fell on matching ones. 

“I ain’t gotta place to go to. And I lost my way along time ago. So I guess I will wander around.” Jeremy’s eyes never leaving the tree’s below him. A soft knock to the head shocked him. The words spoken left him speechless.

“I told you, “ain’t” isn’t a word. And you gotta place to go, ya brat.” 

88 cracked up laughing. “I was wondering when you were going to show up Justice. I knew you wouldn’t leave me that easily.” 

Justice was on the opposite end, resting a hand on the younger person. In a quick flash, Jeremy tackled Justice to the ground. A large “oomph” escaped the older man’s mouth.

“I take it you missed me?” Justice cracked up. 

Jeremy let go rather quickly and sat up embarrassed. “I take it that I am rather mad at you.” He hissed as he crossed his arms. 88 looked down at the two unsure if he should mention that the two looked like Will and Clare when having a lovers spat but decided against it. 88 turned his gaze away, his mind full of questions he knew that wouldn’t be able to answer. Still, he wanted to try.

“So, how long will you two be here? You know, in my mind?” He gave a sarcastic laugh while tapping his head. In all truth and honesty, 88 would feel lonely if they were to go.

Justice looked up and smiled. Resting his elbows on his knees. His expression unreadable.

“I’m sorry 88 but this is the last time we will see each other. At least in this life anyways.”

Jeremy looked on, confused.

“In this life? You mean there IS a Heaven.”

Justice cracked up. “Not really sure, I do know there is a Hell. Just got done with it.” Justice got up, offering his hand to Jeremy. “So, let’s find out if Heaven will let us in, since I know Hell won‘t want us.” Jeremy took it, as the older man pulled him up.

"Oh my God, even in death you are so corney." Jeremy cracked. 

The two men walked away from 88. 88 waived, his heart pounding. Justice looked back at his former self, no, at someone else. A smile graced across his lips.

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He half joked. 88 smiled back, knowing what Justice meant in those words. 

Jeremy laughed. “Well, don’t do anything crazy now 88. You have a soul after all.” The two started to fade away. 88 called out, in one last true good bye. 

“I want you to know my name. My name isn’t 88.…IT’s…”

A loud noise smashed through the peaceful world. The colorful green and blue, faded away to white then gray. Black was the last thing 88 saw before falling into the endless darkness. A small spark caught his attention as he fell. He reached out for it.

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“So, I guess this is it. I am alone now.”

“There is no one left for me to tell them my name.”

“Is this the pain of loss?”

“Even if there is no one to tell my name to.”

“I will still call it out in the darkness.”

“My name is….”

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