Ok, I'm taking another swing at writing fanfiction. Of course I don't own OMG so I'm getting it out of the way now. I'm more of a beta reader/reviewer person but I've had this in my head for a while. I'll post depending onreviews and hits. If I think people are reading this then I'll update more often.
Hey! If you need a Beta just email or PM me!
Hope you enjoy the story!
August 9, 2032
The Fall of Father Judas Grotti
Dear Diary,
I remember the fire, the sound of explosions and the chatter of machine guns off in the distance, but most of all I remember how He fought Judas. I felt the raw anger and hatred pulsating from him.
I remember the dance of color as they fought, the sabers clashing and the sparks flying. Just how He described a Zealot would use his last resort, the energy blade. I watched as one of the Wolves armed the bomb. I remember the explosion and then the darkness.
I also remember finding Him, holding Him in the darkness. The pain made everything hazy and distant. I don't remember how we got out, but we did. Then, I remember looking at the sky seeing the vast field of stars and that's all that I can remember.
I fell unconscious before the rescue choppers arrived and I remained asleep for several days after the battle. I had many dreams…
Hope…Is there any left in the world?
As long as He is alive, then I believe there can be peace.
Peace, finally, peace.
I'm tired now, I think I'm going to go back to sleep.
Truly Yours,
Lieutenant Megumi Morisato