Disclaimer: I don't own Christina, Point Pleasant or anything else related. Nothing is gained from this, other than fun.
Notes: I'm taking some writing prompts as a means of figuring out what happened after that final scene of the show, because I've always been curious. So this is my take on it. This is the first prompt, and hopefully many more to come (since it's a table of 50 promts LOL). Please if you read, review. I love reviews, they really help me, and most any fic writer, thrive.
Lost Haven
It was supposed to be her haven, the place where she would be saved. Where she would feel safe. Point Pleasant was such a beautiful little town when she first arrived, and everyone seemed so nice. The Kramers had taken her in, made her feel like family, and she wanted so much for them to be the family she'd never had. Christina had been so alone before, drifting for 17 years in New York City. When she washed ashore and opened her eyes in Point Pleasant, the place where she thought she might find answers about her life and who she was, she had hope. A couple of short months though had burned away that hope. Everyone she had cared for, who said cared for her, had betrayed her. She was alone again, leaving Point Pleasant, her hope lost, a coldness in her eyes and in her heart. No fear, no love, nothing, she was free of all of that when she embraced that darkness.
That coldness wasn't complete though, it would have been easier if it was. Christina walked away, but her victory felt hollow. She had never wanted this, to destroy Point Pleasant, and cause chaos and destruction for those who had been so good to her in the beginning. This was not how it was supposed to end. Christina had wanted to believe in that good in her, that there was a pure heart in her. She had wanted to find her mother, to be taken in and loved, shown that good and purity in her, and embrace it. But her mother had wanted her dead, the boy she loved tried to kill her, and her best friend turned her back.
Christina kept walking, letting the anger and hate turn within her, but below that, she did not really know what she was doing. Was she just supposed to go from town to town and keep doing the same thing? That didn't make sense though, she still didn't feel that contempt for the world. She had wanted so much to believe when Jesse said he loved her. She wanted so much to just have a family that cared. Their betrayals had driven her to this, to fire back, to hurt them. The longer she walked though, the more unsure she felt of what she was supposed to do now. She wasn't sure if Boyd was still alive, and even if he was, she still didn't really like him. She had no interest in seeing him, even if he was the only person on Earth who seemed to want to see her. She was just as glad to be rid of him as Point Pleasant.
Her haven, her safety, her very purpose was gone. She guessed she was supposed to have a new purpose, to destroy the world. Christina looked up at all those crows circling, following her. What was she meant to do with all of them? Would they be following her all the time now? The road was quiet aside from her and the sound of the birds, and that quiet was leaving her mind time to think. She felt so alone, but if she burnt the world to the ground, wouldn't she just really be alone. She didn't want to be alone. What did it mean to be the child of darkness? It didn't sound like something that would make her a lot of friends. What happened after she destroyed the world? Her mind filled with questions that she had never considered before. Yesterday she had felt powerful, strong, almost unstoppable. When she had started to walk away, she had been filled with confidence, assured that no one could ever cause her harm again. As the questions swirled though, that sense of confidence and power in her started to waiver. That scared girl who just wanted to be loved and assured of the good within her soul started to echo in the back of her mind.
Christina's eyes shone with a fear again, as she looked around at the empty road, which had become eerily quiet. When she looked up, she realized the birds were gone now and she was very alone, walking this road. She realized now, as the sun began rising higher in the sky, that she had no idea what time it was, or how far or long she had been walking. It hadn't seemed all that long, but the road no longer seemed familiar. The hate that had been fueling her was withering away, leaving only the confusion and feelings of loss and loneliness. She felt a burning behind her eyes before the moisture touched her skin. Her feet slowed as the chaos over took her mind and she felt herself unravelling. A part of her wanted to go back, find some way to take everything she'd done in the last couple of days back. Make herself show everyone she could be good. Christina knew though, even she didn't hold the power to do that. She would have to live with what she did, but she also wasn't so sure if she really wanted to live. What would life possibly be like now? Was there even a chance for her, or had she already gone beyond the point of no return. She had lost her sense of security, her hope. That beauty that Point Pleasant held was gone So what was left now?