A/N: Hello. So, I'm officially obsessed with Tin Man (especially with Cain/DG, it seems). Here's a little story about Cain and a certain dark haired young woman. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Don't own, just obsessed with.
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He Accepted the FactPart 1
He accepted the fact that he would never leave his metal prison. He accepted that he would forever have to watch as everything he held dear was ripped from him. He accepted the fact that they were long dead, that he had failed them. He accepted his punishment, watched as it happened all over again and again and again in a never-ending loop. He accepted his fate, his lot, his burden. So he watched, over and over, as Adora was thrown to the ground, as Jeb was punched across the jaw, and he was powerless to stop it. It was never suppose to end.
Until that day, he couldn't even remember how many annuals after his imprisonment, when she came running into his life, swinging a stick like it would do anything against armed Longcoats. For the first time in a long time, the images stopped, his family and the Longcoats disappearing into a mist. But he didn't dare allow a spark, a feeling he'd long forgotten about, reignite until she made her way to his prison. He didn't believe it, couldn't believe it, until the suit opened and the fresh air stung at his eyes and he could take his first steps forward.
He was never supposed to leave his prison.