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Edward had always picked at Jon about his work habits. Saying how the stress wasn’t good for him, and he should relax more. Jonathan would say he was perfectly fine with how he is and wasn’t planning on changing. Though as the pains in his back and joints grew to be less and less bearable, Jon thought about the idea more and more.

One warm night, where the stars shone bright and the moon’s light washed over everything Jon took it upon himself to spend a few hours enjoying the night. So many times before in his life he had come across people who were terrified of the night. If it was the darkness the night was known for the best, or maybe even the moon or what goes bump in the darkness while everyone slept.

Either way, it did not concern Jon what those people were scared of but if he could surround them with that feeling fear. A sudden rush of adrenaline and anxiety as terror gripped their very soul. That’s what Jonathan enjoyed. 

All of his interested did not center around fear, as some people might not expect. Being more bookish in nature, Jonathan had a love for studying since he was young. The more things he could learn about the better. Staring up at the stars and moon, as dark, thin, clouds drifted on by, Jonathan reminded himself of one of his earlier studies, space. The never-ending vacuum of nothingness instilled fear in him when he was younger, but that fear soon turned into sheer curiosity. He would spend his time late at night in the library, crooked nose deep into whatever book about space he could get his skeleton hands on.  

Though in learning more about space, the topic of time came up more and more. At that time in his life (and still sometimes now in adulthood) Jon would think about time, why do other people have more time on earth than others? Why do some people waste their time and others think they’re using their time well? He wouldn’t think of those questions now as much as he did when he was younger but the thoughts where still there sometimes. 

The thought of being able to end someone time here so easily sent a weird spark of energy through Jon. Just as the stars and planet would eventually die, we would too, can we wouldn’t be able to control it as much as we would want to. Planets would crash into one another as so would people, no control over that really.