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The time had come,
The choir were standing next to each other, it felt impossible to choose, they had all grown so much through this time in the warehouse, and the final vote had gone to Ocean O’Connell Rosenberg, Noel stood next to Mischa bachinski in the warehouse, and he had grown to love the stranger that had joined the choir he wasn’t ready to live without him,
He thought that Mischa deserved to live, even though he had called him tragic, he knew in his mind that he was the most tragic of them all, Jane really had nothing to miss, she didn’t even remember who she used to be, he worked at Taco Bell, there wasn’t really anything that he had to look forward to, it was a distant fantasy, and he had already accepted that he wouldn’t get to achieve it, Ricky was fine with staying like this he was fine being dead, Constance had just learned to accept death, it was clear that she didn’t want to come back, and Ocean? Ocean wasn’t going to vote for herself, he knew this, she had grown so much though the time in the warehouse and if she was going to keep growing she wouldnt be brought back to life.
And that was fine
Mischa had gone from a loving house in Ukraine with his mother, to living with the most crappiest pair of parents, if he could even call them that. He had a fiancé waiting for him, he had someone who he loved back in Ukraine, and Noel wanted to do whatever he could to let Mischa bachinski achieve this life with his fiancé, even if it made his heart break a bit, that he couldn’t love Mischa bachinski.
He was going to die, and he had accepted that
He heard Ricky’s voice as he was picked to vote, he seemed nervous at first, until he seemed to make a decision,
“I vote for Jane doe.” He said with a smile, Jane stared at him with her unassuming eyes, dark and round, he didn't know what she was feeling at that moment, he didn’t really know how most of the people near him felt, he didn’t even know how he felt,
The light shone on him, he knew that this was a decision that might plague him for years on end, yet he still went with it, he still decided to vote for his love he was going to do this no matter what,
“I..I vote for Mischa bachinski” he said, a slight stutter in his voice, he saw Mischa’s eyes, they seemed to be asking him why, why would he vote for him?
Mischa felt the light shine on him as well and he froze, he knew that he would vote for Noel, he knew that as soon as he preformed for them, he died before he could have the life that he wanted, that life as a hooker in France, he wanted him to have that life for himself. He wanted Noel to have whatever he wanted, because he was the purest person he had met,
But all Noel really wanted was Mischa. He wanted Mischa bachinski, but he wouldn’t have him, he couldn’t, he was engaged for gods sake,
“I vote for my poet” Mischa said with a smile, He watched Noel’s face light up, that alone reassured him that he had made the right decision,
Noel watched as Constance came to vote next, he knew who she would vote for, he also knew the she didn’t really want to vote for Ocean, he watched Ocean’s hopeful eyes from the side of the warehouse, he heard Constance gulp and finally seemed to make a decision.
“I vote for Ocean O’Connell Rosenberg.” She said, staring at Oceans smiling face; Constance smiled back, but Noel knew that she wasn’t really happy, because this wasn’t what she really wanted,
It was Ocean’s time to vote, she looked nervous, she didn’t know who to vote for, she couldn’t seem to chose, so she turned to what she knew, logic, who had the most in their life to turn back to? She asked herself as she felt rushed to vote.
“The time is ticking Ocean, any moment now Virgil will chew on my cable, and I’ll die.” the machine said matter of factly, this made Ocean even more afraid..
She had come to the conclusion that Mischa had the worst life of them all, and that he needed to be brought back to life, she felt guilty not giving it to her best friend, Cosnstance, she felt that everything was the wrong option. But she needed to do something, and that was her choice,
“I vote for..” she stood there for a second, contemplating over if this choice was really correct,
But this was life, there was no right or wrongs,
“Mischa, because he had the worst life, and he had a chance to fix it, he had a chance to repair that life by returning to Ukraine and he died before he could meet his love, and that’s why, logically speaking, Mischa should come back to life, we all had lives that were fufilling, well except that creepy doll girl,” she said with a face of disgust, she had tried, extremely hard to like the doll girl, but everytime she stared into her back eyes and doll head she became even more scared of this place,
“ but having no memory of life, would be better than being that much closer to fixing that horrible life, so I vote for Mischa Bachinski, I’m..I’m so sorry consntance.” Mischa stood there awkwardly at the news the the was the one who was being brought back to life, he felt bad not giving that for Noel, knowing that he deserved it a lot more than him.
At least he’d see Talia when he came back.
“Noel..are you sure about this? Ocean?” He nodded, then glanced at Ocean, who nodded as well
They then heard the mechanic voice start to splutter.
“Your lucky number is seven, you wil soar to great heights”
“Be sure to ride the cyclone. “ the robotic voice said as the dim lights in the warehouse powered off, they didn’t see them he mechanical robot anymore, and a portal opened up, as Mischa stared at it he hugged Noel as he left,
“See you on the other side poet” he said walking into the portal, he then hugged the pretty French boy with a smile, Noel would’ve melted, knowing that this was the last time that he’d probably see him again.
“I’ll see you on the other side Misch..” he said seeing him leave, he was going…and he’d never see him again, he was gone, and he burst into tears on the warehouses floor,
Noel still had question after question still in his head, ‘what was going to happen to Mischa, what happened to karnak?
What was going to happen to them?
The choir huddled together as they felt the ground shake beneath them,
Then it fell to black.