Destiny

Minor Rewrite AN: Hey I made so adjustments based on the few reviews I got hopefully the breaks will help the flow a bit. I would like to thank everyone for the favorites and thank Rose Knight of Neptune, Aslothes, and Time Hollow for the reviews and advice. Unfortunately I never intended to this to be a multi chapter fic and currently have no Ideas as to what to do with a long story I only wrote this to get off my chest some stuff after reading An Ideal Life, and when I was publishing this I messed up and had to redo it and the second time I forgot to click the completed option. However I gave it some thought but I only managed to come up with a few possible endings so I may write them up if there is interest. Also if anyone wants to run with this idea be my guest and feel free to alter it however you see fit.

AN: A short, very short, fic Inspired by fsnfan's "An Ideal Life", which was inspired by Hero Slayer's Mahou Senki: Lyrical Days. Also takes "some" inspiration from the character Archerko from Himura Kisei's "Sword Dancers". Anyway I liked the above works, so if you haven't seen them check them out. Also a short disclaimer: the works and creations of Fate/Stay Night and Magical Girl lyrical Nanoha are the properties of their original creators and if you like them try to find a way to support them, so that they keep making this stuff. Well I look forward to any comments you may have and happy reading, here or elsewhere.

'Example.' ~ Thoughts

"Example." ~ Speach

I can still remember it.
Even Years later.
Like it was yesterday.
I don't even notice my mind drifting into a dream.

It was hell.
Everywhere I looked they fought.
They died.
All to defend me.
While I hid.

Then it was over.
I stumbled from my hiding place.
walking down the halls.
I saw them.
The survivors.
Some crying.
Some weeping.
over their injuries.
over their fallen comrades.

Then I saw him,
standing tall even though he had already passed.
A smile on his face that I will never forget.
He looked so content.

I remember,
when I saw that smile a thought went through my head,
a thought that has never left me.

'How can I smile like that?'

That scene begins to fade.
Replaced by wasteland.
Though he remains there standing tall.
"CLANG!" The sound resonates deep within me like the ringing of church bells.
It's the sound of steel hitting steel.
I can feel the gears grind as they begin to turn.
I can smell the smoke and fire like a forge.
It's a dream.
An Ideal.
A world filled with an unending number of blades.
An Unlimited Blll...rgh... Shft...
Shft.

Static wakes me from my daydream. I stare out at the desert before me.
Barren in every direction as far as I can see.
My hand reaches for my face.
I pause noticing my once fair skin is now dark just like his. The wind blows my hair into my face.
I brush it back and notice my once golden hair has lost its color and has turned white just like his.
I blink away the dust.
Another gust of wind rolls over me and I swear I can see him,
and just like the dream I see him standing before me.
He's issuing a challenge. 'Can you keep up with me?'

With a small smile I adjust my bag and begin to move on.
brushing away my dreams.
I whisper to myself.
"I still have a long way to go huh?"

Even so.
'I will become a hero Just like him.' 'I will continue to reach for that dream.'
'The beautiful Ideal he held.'
'To save everyone.'

Final AN: This was just an idea, I wanted to get out, about a young Vivio seeing Shirou sacrifice himself and becoming obsessed, or distorted, following his ideal into a whole new tragedy. I struggled with trying to extend it but most of what I added just didn't seem right or flow well, so I'm sorry it's short but I figured better to be short and sweet then long and bitter. Also I'm not really a writer per say so sorry if it is a bit disappointing.