Too Late
It was cold that night. It was dark and lonely in my solitary cell.
As I lay there, I couldn't help but despair. How shameful this was. Cowering on the freezing tiles, waiting for the sun to rise. The last sunrise that I would ever see.
I laughed at how pitiful I had become. Where was strong, fearless girl that could obliterate anyone who stands in her way? Where was the girl who rebelled against her nation for a better future? Where was the Red Lotus of the Black Knights?
She is still here. I thought. She will stand tall and proud, even when all hope is lost.
When he came, that resolve was nothing more than childish defiance.
His footsteps cut through the silence, emperor's regalia swished softly in the dim light. I could only stare as he approached.
I tried to put all my betrayal and hate into my glare, but dissolved under that amethyst gaze that pierced straight through me.
As he stood before me, I couldn't help but notice the storm raging beneath his composed mask. Was it merely my imagination that told me that he was hurting?
But wait. Why should I care?
"What brings you here, your majesty?" I spat.
My mind told me that he deserved any form of pain inflicted upon him. He left me, betrayed me, and betrayed those who trusted him, the Black Knights. He lied to me. He lied to everyone who loved him. He lied to Nunnally, lied to everyone on the student council. He used us and destroyed everything we worked for.
Yet…somewhere deep inside, there was a different story…
He did not answer. He only stood there and watched me. I found myself wishing that he would look away.
In his public broadcasts, he was a powerful tyrant who stopped at nothing to gain power. He was feared by everybody, hated by everybody.
Where was he now? As I looked into your eyes, I saw no power, no glory. I saw a world of pain and a deep well of sorrow. And…was that guilt and regret that glittered in those beautiful orbs?
When you turned away, my heart shattered.
I wanted to yell at you, pull you back, but I couldn't make a sound. I knew you were planning something. I knew…
I thought I loved Zero. As he pointed you own sword at you, your ludicrous pink sword, I knew I was wrong.
When it pierced you, I felt that pain as if it were my own. Your blood poured from you, draining away my tears. But what good were my tears now?
I knew then how much you had suffered. My suffering and that of everyone else's, was nothing, nothing, compared to yours. You were so brave.
How did you cope? How did you survive? How did you find the strength?
I could only look on when you lay in your sister's arms, dying. What wouldn't I have given to hear your last words?
I knew what you had planned then. You selfless ass. We are undeserving of your priceless gift.
I knew what I saw that night was not a mirage.
Nunnally's scream reverberated in my mind. I could not hear what she was yelling.
I realized what the world had lost. What I had lost.
I didn't even get a chance to appologize, to say...
...
My last tear fell…
Too late.
A/N: Hey readers! …so, how did you like it? I know there's a lot of fics like this but you know, I wanted to have my own! XD I'm thinking maybe I should write more of this…one for each (main) character. What do you think? Should I…or should I not? REVIEW!!!
AD: lol I'm also writing another story called Precious Memories, Shattered Peace. Please feel free to read! Hehe… and review…