Here I am, with more songficcyness! I thought I was done with this CD, but these two songs fit too well to pass up. This is going to be done in two parts, each one from a different POV. Oh, and I suppose this has TLA spoilers. Just a warning, though I'm assuming most of you have finished it by now.
Ivan: She doesn't own Golden Sun. Or these songs. Or me.
Sadly, no I don't. Time for the fic now...
NOTE: (6/20/05) due to the new, ridiculous anti-songfic rule, this fic is now majorly screwed up. I refuse to take down my songfics, so instead I have removed the lyrics and indicated where they used to be. The original lyrics were Bring Me to Life by Evanescence.
Alex sighed to himself as Felix and his party began to walk away. Sheba stopped for a moment and turned back toward him, staring intensely. He frowned as he felt a probing in his mind. Her eyes took on a rather confused look as she turned to catch up with her friends.
Once they left, Alex moved to the door, the lighthouse's purple aura lessening slightly as he stepped into the open. He looked on the scene before him with cold eyes.
It had turned out just as they had told him it would. He glanced at Felix's group - yes, they had seen it. He smiled grimly. It was impossible not to applaud Karst and Agatio for their cunning. With two of Isaac's number out of the battle, they definitely had the advantage. The Jupiter Adept wouldn't last long in a one-on-one battle with Karst, and Isaac... he would put up a fight, but he would fall. It was inevitable.
But Alex had never entirely approved of their plan. For in doing this, they were endangering the only person in this world who mattered.
Mia.
Leaning against the doorway, he shut his eyes. His body and mind cried out with the urge to swoop in and rescue her - to help her as she had so often done for him. But that would not get him anywhere.
If Alex had been the person he once was, he would have cried. In his desperate attempt to save Mia from the destruction of this world, he had put her in more danger than before. He was afraid. He had sought power because he was afraid; and now it was consuming him.
Only she could save him now; he knew it more surely than anything else.
Even as he pleaded her to save him, he knew she would not. He had put her through more torture than she could ever deserve, and she probably hated him for that. But he still clung to the desperate hope that she still had love for him - love he didn't deserve. How could she just abandon him?
In truth, it had been him who had abandoned her. But now he had lost himself, and he needed her to find him.
Reaching inside himself, he felt his heart encased in the ice he controlled. His soul was frozen and his mind buried; he was an empty shell.
It had been too long since she had loved him. He needed things to be the way they once were; all he cared about was her. She was all that mattered. Everything else was just a clutter of obstacles thrown in his way to trip him as he ran to her.
What was this hell he had fallen into? He had made all the wrong decisions, and let himself drop further and further. He knew now that he was doomed to suffer. He could have had her, could have had everything, but he had let it all slip through his fingers. Was this all he had left to hope for?
Looking again upon the chaos in front of him, he suddenly found it painful to breathe. He deserved his fate, but Mia... Mia would never deserve this. His desperate cries for help would be ignored, and maybe, just maybe... she could be happy.
Okay, that didn't take me very long... I hope it came out all right. Now I have to write the second part.
Alas, I am stranded on vacation with no internet access. So, this was done awhile before it was posted. I've been busier than you thought! -