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Can I be replaced?
Prologue
By BrokenWing81
Rated R and later NC-17
Winter has come and gone
And yet you still allude me
But that's not true, I know that
You watch me in the shadows.
I can feel your presence around me
I know I can never hear or see you but I can feel you.
Your dark eyes watch me from all angels at every meeting,
Conference and social event even in the darkest corners of my own room.
I know your there. But do you know that I know is the problem. I believe so.
I know that I'm safe with you there but at time's it becomes over whelming to stand by and see nothing not even your shadow, and that frightens me.
When I lay myself to sleep at night, I'm afraid to open my eyes at every little squeak and crack, afraid it's you finally coming to finish the promise that you made long ago to scare me from caring and eventually loving you.
"Omae wa korosu" I didn't know what that meant but I knew it was something, and I was right it meant I will kill you in your native language of Japanese, you'll be surprised at how much I've learned to just have a normal conversation with you.
Threats upon threats have appeared and talks of war have risen I've failed my job as both Dove of Peace and Queen of the World. I can't control earth anymore, but let's just face it I never did have control of anything, least of all earth.
I'm afraid you'll come and remove me so another can take my place as Dove of Peace, someone who has the ability to kill and not be killed, who is trained to be able to take care of herself and not be dependent on others like I am.
But be forewarned lonely soldier that I'll happily step down. I'm ill, I know, I know but what can I do the whole world, the colonies, the people they all need me to be a leader. And slowly it's killing me.
So my soldier your job cannot be accomplished as you have in the past, instead you will have to step back and let time and fate do it's job. But do me one thing soldier, and promise me that you'll accomplish this task, in the end don't let me suffer.
Times like this I'm both glad and sad for not being able to commit suicide, but inflicting pain on myself is another story. In some warped way I'm happy that I have the guts to take a blade and slice open my skin and let the red tears of my suffering body flow down my arms onto my pj's and down to my soft bed sheets, making small baby puddles of crimson.
I can feel myself get lighter; I lie on my bed crucifixion style with my wrists facing up. Waiting to feel good about myself. I thought that I could handle it all, school, the delegates, the people's demands, threats against myself and that of the peace that I and everyone else worked so hard for and maintain.
It's getting darker to see, but I know your there looking at me with shame. What has become of me, I'm a child in a grown up world. Work and work is all I can see in my future and at my death, I keep picturing myself at 50 and having a heart attack while signing my last decree at my desk. I smile at myself and then I feel it, a cold breeze inside my room and there it is the creeks and the shadows. And all at once I fall asleep. Covered by the darkness.
The shadows hissed at the sight that they had come upon. " Relena… What did you do?"
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