In some small way, this will get some frustration out.
Disclaimer: I don't, nor will ever, own the Puppet Master movies because if I did Major Kraus probably would've lived.
You're a fool and a coward.
Those words kept playing in Blade's head as he walked bitterly away from his comrades.
You're a fool and a coward.
Never, in all his years, has anyone, puppet or otherwise, called him a fool and a coward. Except Leech Woman.
A fool and a coward.
Never did he, Blade, act imprudently or cowardly when faced with danger.
Coward.
Never has his courage been questioned. Never did he run from a conflict. Never did his bloodthirstiness allow it.
Fool.
No one ever called him a fool before. But it was true. He was a fool….a fool for thinking he could ever be loved. A fool for falling in love. A fool for loving her. A fool for loving Leech Woman.
What was I thinking? Why did I ever think she'd ever love me? he thought bitterly. He stopped walking and looked at his surroundings. He was by the forest stream. He read a book by this stream everyday. And everyday she would be here talking to him while she dipped her feet in the cool crystal clear water.
He turned around and there she was, as beautiful as a midnight jasmine as always. And, when he looked at her, he knew for certain she was right.
He was a fool and a coward.
For many things.
[End]
A/N: Read and review. Don't ask what this is about. As I myself have no clue. This was entirely random.