Robot Rhythm
By greyeyedgirl
Summary: A robot rhythm.
Cristina during the 3.09 preview and 3.08, one-shot that starts at the beginning of Cristina's character.
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The music pounds and the little girl's heart
Tries to steady itself, synchronize with
The toes that tap across cool bare tiles
Her existence blurs in the orchestra of bodies
Hand barely reaching the barre
Hearkening for a pattern in sudden slurring of pitch
Hastening to rise for each harmony
Uncanny perfection, and effortless to the ones who observe
Uniform worn like a cocoon, secure
Under the steady cycle where
Ugly truths must be politely ignored
Understanding of ultrasonic rhythms flowing through her, it fuels her
Movements so carefully scheduled, mentality forced to the beat
Moments frighten her more than the symphony, where silence screams as
Manufactured adrenaline floods and drowns her, emotions peak and the rhythm skips
Mind-blowing touches leave her immobilized, magnetic whispers manipulate the shields
Modulated by the one who melts her, mutilated by the murmur of a gunshot
Malfunctioning muffles to the tune, self-destruct modes aroused from her miscarried notions
Perfection is not an option, it is the only way to survive
Precision is in her wiring, it is the rope she extends as his life support
Procedures, providing the directives in which to follow; the power behind the machine
Pain can be pushed away, her purpose will sustain her as it paces the beat of her heart…
Programming glitches bite at her as Preston's words slice through her little-girl flesh
Emotions defy his outburst, scraping against the sharp robot metal
Edge. Contradictions can't comprehend, they cause the structures to tremor and collapse
Exhaustion overwhelms her, her ineffectualness engulfs her
Encumbers ensnare her, squeezing in his fist the heart she'd entrusted to him
Rivers of blood ruptures over her, and his cold gaze steals her breaths
Routine falters as she races through fire…reaping terrors roar through her ears
Ravaging for his presence, anguish radiates, a silence as the robot rhythm's sinks in flat line.