Generation 2, Chapter 20, Finale Pt 2 of 2

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This was it. I was done for. Here I thought nothing was going to happen.. I thought I could just ignore what I had done, but I was wrong. I couldn’t even figure out for myself what I had done or why I had done it. I know my father drove me to lash out, but he was never there.. He never was all of those times. It was just.. Me. How could I have been so angry to completely forget who I was talking to? Mrs. Hughes didn’t deserve what I had done to her, she didn’t deserve it at all. I wonder what was going through her mind when I was.. When I.. 

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I don’t know how I was able to fall asleep that night knowing all that I had done. Maybe I exhausted myself to sleep for how hard I was crying, with how hard I was trying to forget it, with how hard I was trying to act like nothing happened. It all caught up to me in the end though. The police barged into my home the next day. I remember lying in my bed after I had woken up to the sound of the police pounding on the door, they must’ve somehow turned off the front gate and overrode the settings, letting themselves in without so much as ringing the buzzer. The sound of the police pounding on the door echoed through the walls and even without being downstairs right then and there to answer it, the pounding was just as loud as I laid on my bed. I knew everyone was downstairs in the kitchen having breakfast without me like they had become accustom to doing and I knew that they didn’t even give enough time for Bennu to walk from the kitchen to the front door before I heard them bust in. I was surprisingly calm as I laid there, knowing what was coming, ready to accept what I had done and be arrested, but still.. I woke up exactly how I had fallen asleep, tears in my eyes and soaking my pillow. I ruined my life. I did this to myself. As much as I was trying my hardest to avoid everything, to avoid letting this darkness take me over, I failed. ..Horribly. 

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I could hear Bennu downstairs yelling at them, though I couldn’t make out her words clearly. I could also hear Lucy protesting to their barge in along with Gareth, too, assuming Bahiti and Gibson were too in shock to know how to react. I heard their footsteps climbing up the stairs as well as all throughout the house, no doubt searching for me. There was a heavy pound on the door to my bedroom and I didn’t bother getting up, I knew what was coming no matter what I would do, so I chose to stay in bed. I laid there for as long as they would let me. I laid there starring at the ceiling, thinking back on everything that I had done with my life, with my children, with my whole family.. Despite everything that had happened, it was a good life, at least as good of a life that I myself could’ve lived. I didn’t deserve any better, in my mind I was even beneath my wife and children, they were too good for me to have..

Back at the house, I shut my eyes when the door was busted open, taking one last whiff of the bedroom, filling my mind with thoughts of my beautiful wife and trying to put myself somewhere else, anywhere else. One last good memory before they take me away.. I heard guns being drawn on me and someone telling me to get on the ground with my hands behind my head, but I didn’t want to move. I opened my eyes and was ripped away from my good memory when a few officers pulled me off the bed and threw me to the floor, pinning me and pulling my hands behind my back to cuff me. They pulled me from my home, reading me my rights. I looked to my children as I was escorted out, one by one, seeing Bahiti crying, Gibson trying to comfort her, Gareth and Lucy yelling at the officers telling them to let me go, asking what I had done to deserve this.. The only eye contact I made was with Bennu and she just watched in horror, I could tell by reading her face that she knew I had done something terrible, but refusing to believe it was anything to this magnitude. Oh, how wrong she was..

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The door opened to the silent room I was in, no windows, no nothing.. Just a place for me to stew in my head. I heard the door shut behind whoever had entered and I didn’t bother looking up, I already knew who it was..

“Is this where you expected to end up?” Detective Reed Grander wondered, but I didn’t reply. “You know.. I always suspected something was off about you. Given your family history, in my mind something was bound to happen eventually.. It was just a matter of time,” he continued. I still didn’t bother to say anything, keeping my gaze upon the top of the lonely table. “Nothing to say I see.. Is there a reason you’re so tight lipped right now? I’d think that you’d be trying your hardest to maybe explain yourself so you could get outta here.. Tell me you didn’t do it.. Anything really. But, it seems like you’re not doing that because you actually did it, am I wrong?”

“You sound like you’ve figured it all out already, so why even try..?” I barely asked, “What’s the point of trying to squirm my way out of this when I know exactly what happened and why I did it.. But, even if I told you, you’d never believe me.. And I’d never get myself out of what I put myself in.. So, again, what’s the point?” I continued, looking up to him finally and making eye contact.

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“You look different.. Older. More worn down..” He replied.

“So do you..” I retorted.

I heard him let out a soft chuckle before continuing, “What’s the matter, Jason? We’ve been through a lot together already. Why are you holding back?”

“I’m not holding back anything.. I’m just not saying certain things because I know none of it would make sense to you, and I would still be in the same place that I am now.. Besides, shouldn’t I be in a prison outfit? That’s where I’m going, am I not?” I asked with anger in my undertone.

“Well, that’s simple.. When you were in the holding cell, don’t you remember rambling on and on about your father? Telling us that he was the one that made you do this? You had a pretty violent outburst, too, while in there. You needed to be sedated.”

“I.. I don’t remember that..” I replied.

“Oh, you don’t remember screaming that your father, who’s been dead for over 35 years, was the one that told you to kill Mrs. Elaine Hughes?” He asked, though I could sense the sarcasm in his tone.

“No, I don’t remember that.. And I didn’t say that, I know it.. He didn’t tell me to kill her.. I was..” I stopped, realizing he was trying his best to get me confused, trying to get me to blurt everything out, but it was harder than he made it seem. “He didn’t tell me to kill her..” I repeated.

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“Then what did he do? What did you do? You acted alone then? Of your own free will? Your fingerprints are everywhere, the bruises on her neck are a match to your hand size and you have faint marks on your wrists under those handcuffs that are a sign of a struggle.. She tried so hard to get you to stop, what kept you from stopping? Surely she was screaming, or at least trying to.. You didn’t hear it, or did you ignore it?” He asked.

“Like I said.. It’s too hard to explain and you’d never believe me..” I replied, turning my head to the left and looking to the wall that I knew was a two way mirror, wondering who was on the other side listening in.

“I have all the time in the world to try and understand where you’re coming from.. And you have all the time in the world, too, to try and explain yourself.. Why’d you kill her?”

“I didn-” I stopped, knowing by how he was responding already that even if we were here for weeks, he could never put himself in my shoes for even but a moment. “I wasn’t trying to kill her..”

“Then who? Who were you trying to kill?”

“..I told you.. You’d never be able to understand..” I replied quietly.

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“Try me..” He challenged, yet it didn’t come off as such. It was as if he actually wanted to know, as if he wanted to sympathize for me. But, who was I kidding.. Even if I did tell him the whole truth, everything from the beginning, I’d still end up in the same place. I’d still end up rotting in a cell, or worse, rotting in a room surrounded by white padded walls. 

“I just want to see my family..” I ignored his proposal, seeing his expression turning rather reluctant and he shook his head.

“No.. That’s not an option right now, Jason.. You can already assume that you have no visiting rights right now given the degree of what you’ve done. There’s honestly no telling what could happen. So, I’m sorry to say, but you won’t be seeing any of them anytime soon,” he replied and my heart dropped in the pit of my stomach.

“I can’t see my own wife!?” I called out angrily. I knew I was in more trouble than I could handle, but all I wanted to do was talk to my wife.. I wanted to explain myself to her more than I did to the detective.

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“No, sorry.. You can’t,” he replied, “You’re in confinement.. You’re not allowed visitors, you’re too dangerous and I can’t risk the lives of your family..”

“You really think that I would hurt her?” I asked, my tone quiet and filled with grief. I waited for a response from him, but didn’t receive one, “Do you really think I’d harm any of my children?”

“I honestly don’t know what to think right now, Jason.. You haven’t told me a single thing yet. You just keep saying how I won’t understand, no one can understand what you did or why, but that’s what I’m here to figure out.. In my eyes right now, in everyone’s eyes, you’re a murderer. You killed your daughter’s grandmother, and now that I look back on a few things, I even have reason to believe that you might have even killed her mother.. You remember Lana, don’t you? Your two’s past was pretty rocky, was it not?”

“I..” My voice stopped. I was going to stick up for myself, deny me killing Lana, but I couldn’t.. I just couldn’t say the words. They already have evidence of me killing Mrs. Hughes, what’s the point of denying Lana’s death when I’m going to get life in prison, anyways? What’s one more murder? Either way I look at it, even if I were to get off in fifteen or so years, no one would feel the same regardless. Lucy would still hate me, she’ll probably never talk to me again.. Bahiti will be too scared of me.. Gareth and Gibson will either be grief stricken, angry and appalled, or worse, inspired by my actions.. And Bennu? Who knew. I assumed she would most likely want a divorce. Even if she still wanted to be with me, there’s no telling what could happen should I ever be let out. What if it was her I was talking to instead of Mrs. Hughes? Would I have done the same thing? Would my mind have gone to my father again? In the end, I guess the Detective was right, there is something wrong with me. The detective was right, too, to question whether or not I might hurt my own family.. Even if I had no intention of hurting them, there’s no telling what I would do. There’s no telling what could happen.

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“You.. What?” Detective wondered, wanting me to continue where I had stopped myself. 

“I, um..” I began again, adjusting myself a little and the sound on the handcuffs around my wrists jingled a little, constantly keeping me from thinking of anything else. I fidgeted, I didn’t know what to do with my hands or any part of my body, there was nothing I could do that he wouldn’t pay attention to. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I didn’t even think that there was anything for me to be concerned about. I had a pretty normal life for the most part.. Well, no.. That’s a lie. My life has never been normal, or easy, the farthest from it, actually..” I continued, letting out a pathetic chuckle at myself. 

“I don’t think anyone really has an easy life. Or at least if it comes off as such, they’re lying to themselves,” Detective Grander replied.

“I’ve been seeing things my whole life. When I was a boy, I saw a dog, one that I’m convinced my father had killed in cold blood.”

“Like a ghost?”

“I guess.. Yeah, like a ghost.. After my father had blown up our old house and killed himself and my mother, I never saw the dog again. After I had found out about the birth of my daughter from my wife now, I started seeing my father. Bennu and I had gotten into a fight, or rather, she kicked me out of her apartment when I told her about Faline and my other children. I went to the cemetery like I always do when I’m upset. I go there to vent to my mother, but of course not literally.. I talk to her headstone. I didn’t even believe it myself at first when I saw my father there. He showed up only a few times as the years passed, mostly only when I was angry or sad. But, it became more and more frequent to the point where it was every day.. Once, twice, maybe even three times. I talked to him more than I talked to wife and children and he was never even there. I regret a lot of things in my life, but I could never regret the choices I made that led up to each of my children. They’re the only thing I’m ever completely sure about.”

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“Do you regret killing Lana and her mother?” He asked and I widened my eyes as I felt anger built up inside of me.

“I never admitted to that!” I called out, “You’re putting words in my mouth when I’m just trying to explain myself!”

“What are you explaining yourself for if you claim you didn’t do anything wrong?” He wondered and I sighed harshly, he knew exactly what he was doing and even with me trying to hardest to avoiding a confession, it seems that I’ve already said too much anyways.

“Fine! You want to hear it? I killed Lana! I killed her mother, too! Lana had it fucking coming because she was a controlling, jealous bitch who only wanted my money, lied about Lucy being my daughter and then threatening to take her away from me when I had done everything in my power to keep them provided for! Mrs. Hughes didn’t deserve what I did, though! I never wanted to hurt her, I went to her for help, for Christ’s sake and look what I did!” I blurted out, “My father wasn’t the one who told me to kill them, I killed Lana myself, it wasn’t until a few days later that I remembered what I had done.. I had blacked out. I should’ve turned myself in, but how could I? I had Lucy and the twins to take care of at the time. If I had turned myself in, Lucy would’ve had no one but her real dead beat father who didn’t even fucking want her..”

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I continued my angry rant, “Mrs. Hughes should still be alive, though, I regret what I did to her more.. The few times I’ve gone to her, she liked to put me under, hypnotize me.. But, this time when she did it, I woke up in a different state, everything felt heavy, it was this indescribable presence that made me uncomfortable. But, when I looked to where Mrs. Hughes was sitting, it wasn’t her.. It was my father..”

“So, was it Mrs. Hughes talking as your father, or was it his own words? You’re own words?” He asked.

“It was him..”

“And what did he say?”

“I’d rather not repeat his words..” I somewhat requested, feeling uncomfortable telling him that I had thoughts of killing my own sons, even after praising them so much in front of the detective.

“Well, I suppose I don’t really need to know, seeing as it still wouldn’t change where you’re going,” the Detective replied.

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I looked to him once more and swallowed hard, “Where am I going?”

“I guess there’s no easy way of saying this, but you’re going to be living in a facility that helps people like you. There’s clearly something amiss, you’re not just some guy who goes around killing people for pleasure or just for the hell of it. You need to be rehabilitated, get your anger in check and also your head.. I don’t know how long you’ll be there, that’s up to your progress, I suppose.. But, hey, at least it’s not prison,” he replied. I was in shock, I always knew there was something wrong with me, I always knew subconsciously that I wasn’t all there in the head, but hearing it outright like that and it being spoken of so bluntly from him hit me like a brick wall.

“What, like an.. An asylum?” I questioned, watching him stand there without a response, “Will I at least get to see my family before I go?”

“Maybe.. I like you, Jason, even despite what you’ve done. You seem like a really good guy who just can’t control himself.. I’ll see if I can put in a good word for you so you can see them before you go, I make no promises though..”

“Oh.. All right, thanks, I guess.. Um, when will I go? Where is it?”

“Pretty soon, probably within the next few days. You’ll be in a holding cell by yourself until we can transfer you, so you won’t have to worry about other people and so we don’t have to worry about you hurting anyone else. And where you’re headed is a little place just outside of the town Lucky Palms, Arizona. Only a few hours from here. It’s nice, a good place for people to heal.”

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I hung my head and starred at my lap, this was all a little hard to take in and accept, but I assumed it was the best for me. He was right, I’m not a man that craves blood or craves killing people, it just happens.. I was the last thing on my mind, I didn’t care what happened to me, all I wanted was my family to not have to be put through this, but there was no avoiding it now. I already made their lives harder because of what I had done. I had made their lives more complicated and there was no way for me to avoid it. As much as I had tried to steer myself clear of making problems, things only got worse. 

“Everything is going to be fine, Jason.. Just have a positive attitude and be open to change, have an open mind about going to this place so you can get help so that you don’t have to live your whole life there without the ones you love most,” the Detective continued, but I still continued to hang my head in shame. There was so much for me to do in order to help myself get better, but I still couldn’t help in thinking how my family is going to react to hearing the truth and everything that I had done. Nothing was ever going to be the same again. 

“Thank you, Detective..”

“For what?”

“I.. I don’t know. I just feel like it needed to be said.”

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There was a long silence before he finally answered me, “Good luck with everything, Jason..” He replied, turning around then and making his way out of the room.

I slowly shut my eyes and tried to take a few long, deep breathes. I needed to keep my wits about me now more than ever. Keep quiet, keep calm, just breathe.. But, how can I keep calm when I’m going to an asylum? How is being around crazy people supposed to help me? I’m not crazy, I just.. I see things. Things that aren’t real and aren’t there.. That doesn’t make someone crazy, right? Well, I guess apparently to them it does. What the hell is my family going to think?

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Lucy is never going to forgive me.. Never. Bahiti will always be frightened of me, she’s already quiet enough as it is. Such a sweet and innocent girl being forced to deal with a father that’s been committed of murder. I can’t possibly think what’s going through the minds of my boys.. If they’ve done things similar already, which I still was never completely sure about, are they going to take after me like I did with my father and the fathers before them? I was unsure about the boys, but I knew my girls will never get over this. And Bennu.. I’ve never loved someone as much as I love her. She’s my everything, and I’ll most likely lose her because of everything I’ve done. No matter how I look at it, I’ll always be alone now. No one can save me now, not even myself.

I put my arms up on the table and leaned over, my arms supporting my weight as I sat there and let it all sink in, “This was it..” I quietly told myself.

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“I’ll always be here for you, Jason.”

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End of Generation 2.

~ by SimComix on December 20, 2013.

26 Responses to “Generation 2, Chapter 20, Finale Pt 2 of 2”

  1. Ok, so I’m not crying uncontrollably like I was at the end of Generation 1 because Jason’s still alive… I felt sad for him, though. I definitely know that a part of me knew he might get caught somehow, or he’d just end up killing everyone as a way to stop the insanity. But I am glad that he is still alive.

    I pictured those police coming through the doors and banging and everything perfectly too. Haha, I felt like it was cool that you put the pictures of Jason in the room wearing all white because I felt this contrast between the extreme action of the arrest with the extreme solitude of his current situation.

    Ugghhh Jason’s profile… *faints* he’s just. So. Perfectly. Insane… I mean, handsome. Jesus. LOL. Pfft, Detective Grander, you have grey hair, HA-ha. ROFL. You wrote that interrogation scene really well. I watch an unhealthy amount of crime television, XD, and that interrogation was very believable, how the detective was trying to get a confession out of Jason, and Jason trying to hold out as long as he could. As always, your writing is beautiful, and I know the reason I felt so sad for Jason at the end despite everything he has done is because I can feel what he’s feeling through your words. :D

    Ugh angry Jason. *faints* I find angry guys extremely hot. *stares at Jason’s ass* Oh wait. LOL. I was leaving a comment. I agree I always thought Jason was a good guy, he just happened to get the short end of the stick with that insanity gene… the rest of his genes… yum. *dies* T_T Him and Bennu, poor Jason, he went through all of that crap to get to be with Bennu and now this. :(

    Keep calm and stay insane? ROFL when Jason was saying that, I just kept thinking of those shirts and other things lately that say Keep Calm and Carry On.

    o.O –> My eyes when I saw Marrick’s hand and read the last line. *faints for an undetermined period of time from close up of Jason and from the shock of the incredibly awesome ending*

    • LOLL I’m glad you’re not crying AS much at least as last Gen Finale XD Sorry you cried though, hahahaha! Yeah, feeling sad for Jason is a given, if anyone’s loved him even once throughout the story, feeling sorry for him is natural in this chapter.. He’s so confused, he has no idea what’s going on, yet at the same time, “Marrick” or aka Jason Himself, was telling him that something was wrong, yet Jason wanted to ignore it. I couldn’t kill him, even if I wanted to, I couldn’t think of away to do it. It was best, in my opinion, that he stayed alive. It leaves for more sympathy and grief to feel for Jason, and I wanted Jason’s story to be sad, anyways. So, I guess it fits.
      Yay! I’m glad you were able to picture everything well, I try my hardest to write how I see it myself, so the fact that you felt everything and pictured it all as well makes me very happy! It shows that what I’m doing is paying off XD
      LOL Jason’s profile is very awesome, I love how he turned out still, even after seeing him for the first time as a YA 20 chapters ago hahaha I’ll ever get over him, just like I still haven’t gotten over Marrick.. XD
      I’m happy you liked the interrogation scene, I know you watch a lot of CSI! LOL I’ve watched all of the Vegas episodes and I felt I had a pretty good perspective on how Jason would act when being questioned. Omg, thank you so much.. I’m never tired of hearing how people like my writing.. I try so hard. Even though it takes me a while to produce chapters, it doesn’t mean I don’t care, I just need it to all be perfect before I publish. I have OCD pretty bad and yeah, you could definitely call me a “Perfectionist”.
      XD Angry Jason. He’s always angry. If not about one thing, it’s about another hahaha but granted, anyone would be angry in his position.. One, for getting caught, two, for losing your family, and three, being accused of something he DID do but is trying to deny. Everything is making him mad. LOL Jason has good genes besides the insane and Hot-Headed traits XD his traits that he acquired passed the normal 5 make him better thanks to the Uni EP. “Irresistible and Great Kisser”. *dies*..
      Yeah, he loves Bennu so much, always has ever since he met her, and now knowing that he can’t see her every day, sleep with her every night, do ANYTHING with her, it’s hitting him pretty hard.
      Ikr? The “Keep Calm and” stuff. XD
      YES. I’m happy you were shocked when you saw Marrick’s hand on Jason’s shoulder. >:D LOLL @ your reaction XD Glad you’ve been with me and the Dubois family this whole time! Thank you!
      Thank you for reading and commenting! <3 I look so forward to Gen3!

  2. Wow! That ending was so perfect. I’m going to miss Jason, no doubt, but I’m excited to see the twins’ story. Holy cow, what an amazing ending. It just fits so perfectly! Great job!

    • Thank you so, so much!! I’m veryveryvery happy you liked the ending so much! Thanks for being here with the story the whole time, too, it’s been an exciting adventure so far with everyone and the Dubois. XD
      Thanks for reading and commenting!

  3. I got so excited when I woke up this morning and saw this chapter was out, but I was running late for work and wanted to take my time reading it, so I saved it for after I got out of work. Longest work day. EVERRRRR…>.< I also watch a god awful amount of crime TV and I have to say everything was believable. I had a feeling he would be heading to the asylum, but I'm glad its there over prison. Id like to think that there is help for Jason, maybe meds will help the voices in his head. I really do care about Jason as a character and it bothers me a lot to see him hurting. Like when you wrote about how his family was too good for him, more then he ever deserved, I felt chest constrict painfully. That was really sad. I hate seeing him hurting. This was truly a great ending, and I'm so happy that Jason is alive, and I hope we'll get to see him again! I'm also wondering how this all is going to effect the next generation, I'm excited to read about the twins and all the chaos I know they will cause being double trouble and all that. :D Anyhoo!! As always this story is a pure gem to read, and you are one very talented chick! Thanks for entertaining me! <3

    • LOL “longest work day ever” XD I’m glad you were so excited to read it! :D
      Thanks, I’m happy everything came off as believable, I was trying really hard to make it seem like that would actually happen >_< Yeah, I agree that the asylum is better than prison.. Better food, you're not locked in a cell all day if you behave, you can play board games LOL And true, medication might help him after all.
      Yeah, it sucks to see Jason hurting so much.. T_T he's really a good guy, or at least he became a good guy if you ignore the fact that he's killed people. He feels so hopeless and he feels like he should've never existed anyways, sometimes even thinking it might've been better if he were never born. He cares for his family more than anything and knowing he's hurt Lucy the most with all that he's done, he hates himself.
      Thank you, I'm glad you liked the ending so much! ^_^
      Yeah, the twins' story is going to be pretty crazy, no pun intended I suppose XD And thanks so much! All your compliments make me so happy! Thank you for sticking with the store this far and showing this family so much love!
      Thanks for reading and commenting! <3

  4. The opening photo is one of the reasons I just HAD to catch up on your story. I saw it in my WordPress reader when this chapter first came out. I could tell that Jason had been caught, but I had no idea what he had done or what was to become of him. What a rollercoaster ride Gen.2 has been, and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed it all! (It cost me a little sleep, but whatever. ;) )

    I knew Detective Grander would be the one to eventually catch Jason, and I was glad it was him. He seems to understand that Jason isn’t a bad guy, but more of a broken guy who needs mending.

    That last photo — OMG — it’s perfect! Even with only half a face, Jason is simply gorgeous. I think Cara had it wrong in a previous chapter — a Jason & Marrick sandwich would be much more satisfying. o.O (Wait. Did I actually write that? LOL)

    • Hahaha so you’ve been looking forward to catching up for a while then, huh? ;) That’s awesome XD
      True, Detective Grander was the best person to catch Jason. He’s known him since the twins were were only a few months old. He was always suspiscious of Jason, but never really had anything to go on in order to catch him earlier, though now he has plenty of reason to believe he was also the cause of Lana’s death. But, he does see Jason as just a troubled man that needs help and he pity’s him, even when he’s already murdered two people.
      Glad you enjoy the last picture! I was trying for a long time to figure out how it should end, since I didn’t think it was completely finished with the second to last picture and description. But, I was happy when I figured “hell, Jason’s insane, he sees Marrick, why wouldn’t Marrick still be there even after it all?” Then BAM. Last picture. LOL
      Yeah, I think you’re right.. Atm, I’d much more prefer a Jason and Marrick sandwich.. LOLL
      Thanks so much for reading and showing the story so much love and support!

  5. I’m so torn right now. For some reason I just thought he wouldn’t be alive at the end like his father. I’m in disbelief that he was caught. Wow! Gonna take me a moment to grasp this.

    The end. . .wow did it give me chills! The thought of him being stuck in an asylum and his dad being there for him. . .for lack of a better word, crazy.

    Another awesome generation! Can’t wait to learn more about the twins. :)

    • Death is a normal thing to assume when it comes to this family, and in a way, Jason is dead now that he’s going to be in an asylum. Going to the asylum, especially still having his father with him in his head, is going to make his stay there hell. He won’t be able to see his family for a long time, so in some ways Jason could even wish that he died instead.This is a worse hell than what Marrick experienced.
      You got chills! Hahaha I’m glad.
      Thanks so much for reading the generation and showing support for the story, it’s very much appreciated! The new chapter for Generation 3 will be posted soon. :D

  6. omg amazing! Poor Jason, he is going to be stuck in an asylum with his father for company. :(
    Awesome ending to an awesome generation! Sorry my comment is so short, my brain is fried(was in an airport for 10 hours yesterday) but I really enjoyed the chapter. :)

    • I’m really glad you liked the ending! Yes, poor Jason T_T Who knows if it’ll ever get better when he goes there to get treatment.
      And no worries, thanks for reading and showing so much support throughout the generations!

  7. Okay can I just say you are an AMAZING WRITER!!!!!!!!!!!!!#

    I have needed to pee for about half an hour now but I have kept saying to myself “I’ll just finish this chapter.” then “Ill just read the next one” I am not starting Generation 3 tonight because I doubt I will be able to sleep if I do!

    • Aww, thank you so much! I’m really glad you like my writing. :D
      LOLL Don’t hold stuff in like that! hahaha The Dubois will always be here whenever you get back ;D
      Thanks so much for reading and commenting!

  8. The ending made me laugh because wow…that was an awesome ending. Very creative. I’m amazed at how your legacies are evolving. Such an inspiration! I was just going to read one chapter and I ended up reading four! I even forgot to eat my dinner, which is now probably cold. LOL. I just saw you ended the 3rd generation, so I have to get caught up with that now. Wow. I’m speechless. I hope my legacy ends up as good as this! I’m just about done the the 1st generation.

    • Thank you! Haha glad you liked it!
      LOL You read a lot after only wanting to read one XD that’s funny.
      Yeah, I just posted Gen 3 final Part 1 recently, working on the Part 2 as we speak. Hopefully I can get that out soon so I can start gen 4 haha I hope you enjoy gen 3!
      Awww, thank you so much, you’re too kind, really. :D
      Thanks for reading and commenting!

  9. Now to read generation 3

  10. Ahhhhhhhh! That last photo just slayed me!! Oh man my heart reallllly goes out to Jason. He tried SO hard to defeat this dark insanity within him, but in the end it still defeated him.

    I wonder if there is actually a cure for the psychosis? Medication….therapy….exactly what they’d be doing where he’s going. Or does the Dubois curse go far deeper than psychology could ever possibly explain? Hmmmmm. It’s so interesting to think about!

    As much difficulties as I had initially with this generation, as you saw, I definitely came to like and care for Jason and really just hope that he doesn’t suffer for the rest of his life with Marrick whispering dark thoughts into his ear. I have to STILL have hope that maybe he won’t be a slave to his nightmares forever. This hope is what will keep me from crying myself to sleep tonight over this, lol.

    Oh god I am TERRIFIED of Generation 3 though….I almost hesitate to click ahead…..

    *pokes Gen 3*

    …..*runs away screaming*

    *….can’t help but come back again* XD

    • LOL Glad you liked the last picture! I really loved putting that at the end. Hmm, idk if there’s a cure for it, per say, though there are of course ways of helping someone suppress those urges and voices in their minds. Maybe by the end of gen10 I’ll have figured out a reason for all of this madness LOL but as of now, I got nothing. They’re just insane. XD
      Jason will make an appearance next generation, although brief, but it’ll show you how he’s been doing. I really like showing previous heirs in the new generation, so you’ll see that often as you continue. I try hard to not let things go unanswered. Hahahaha! I’m glad your hope will help you keep the tears in XD
      LOLL It’s so funny how gen3 scares you, but it’s understandable. The twins are going to be a lot to take in. Best prepare yourself, I suppose hahahaha
      Thanks for reading and commenting! :D

      • Hehe, I’m sure you’ll come up with something amazing by that point ^_^

        I’m glad to hear that I’ll see Jason again, which is hilarious considering how much I despised him at first, lol! I’m the same way with my blog–I typically come up with some way to bring in the previous heir for a bit. I mean, we put SO much time into those characters and love them SO much–how could we not bring them back even if it’s just for a little while? ;)

        I agree that you do a good job not leaving things unanswered, which is very comforting for my overly curious brain, LOL.

        I am indeed preparing myself XD Perhaps I should take up meditation? Hahaha.

  11. Gotta say I loved the end!! As much as he hated Marrick he’s haunted by him from now until he dies. Is it wrong that I find that funny? Sorry but I do.

    The cop…he’s an odd one. You’d think he’d be more of a hard ass, but he’s not. He’s nice. He even seemed to believe Jason to a degree. Jason will spend the rest of his years locked away. I feel for his family. Especially Lucy.

    • Thanks! I’m glad you liked it ^_^ Very true, as much as he hated his father, he’s haunted by him and probably always will be. Yeah, the detective is a lot different from most, he actually had sympathy for Jason and he worked with him a little because they had known each other for a long time and he genuinely kind of liked Jason and knew he wasn’t a bad guy in all aspects of his life, he just assumed Jason is off his rocker and he actually helped him out in the end.. A little.

      Thanks for reading and commenting! I’m glad to see you catching up with the story! ^_^

  12. I am so glad that Jason mostly resisted his temptations throughout his life, he had a hard run, made some really shitty selfish choices but at least he came out alive and all his kids are living. Man I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle those twins though! We’ll see I guess, that’s up next. heh. Great read though, been fairly hooked since I started.

    • Yeah, he was pretty good about ignoring those urges to do bad things, but he could never shake his hatred for his father and that wound up making him paranoid and so many other things to the point where it brought him to here. True, at least all the kids are okay! Hehe I hope you like reading about the twins, their generation was soooo so fun to write! >:D

      Aww, I’m glad to hear it! I hope you continue to enjoy catching up! ^_^

      Thanks for reading and commenting!

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