A/N: A one-shot sort of deal! Just this thing I'm trying out. Let me know what you think?
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Dear World-breaker,
I'm going to start this off with saying: You're never going to get this letter and that's fine. Great really. Who knows how you'd react to it(I'd like to think you'd be amused)? Not to mention the cost of postage would bankrupt my grandchildren's grandchildren, what with you being in another dimension and all.
Speaking of which, I'm not happy(understatement) about you murdering Stephanie but I can't really be angry at you about it because, well, you don't know any better, do you? You don't have a conscience and that's probably my fault.
Everyone has, at least once, mentioned how violence isn't always the answer. Maybe, if I'd listened, I could have reasoned with you. We could have gotten along or reintegrated or something. Or, at the very least, convinced you that only the bad guys should be destroyed… Or something.
Oh God, this is me rambling, isn't it? Dammit. Okay. I'm just going to say it:
I miss you.
A piece of me is gone and no amount of magic or socializing is going to fix that. Don't get me wrong, I can survive without you. But… I really, really wish I didn't have to. I wish we could have come to terms.
Do you remember when we were whole? We were the same person up until Nye sealed away my true name, and then you started talking and being all "I'm-a-seperate-entity" and now that I'm thinking about it, I'm getting pretty suspicious. Argeddion didn't have a split personality and neither did Myron/Laudigan. So why was it just me?
I'm blaming Nye. Argeddion sealed his name a different way and obviously it worked a lot better. Aw, dammit. Nye sealed my soul away. He secured it, I remember him mentioning that. Dammit! You're my soul, is that it?! Just my luck.
Wow. I need an undo button. Pronto. First my reflection wanted to kill me and now it turns out that my soul did too… Ugh, this is the price of awesomeness. I know it is.
But back on topic - and yes. For now, I am going to ignore the Hell out of that maybe-not-epiphany - I'm just Valkyrie now, but I'm supposed to be Valkyrie and Stephanie and Darquesse. We're all the same person, but, at the moment, I'm just a fragment.
I'm never going to be myself again without you and I know that you feel the same way. So, if you ever come back to the planet you thought you destroyed and realize 'hey, these guys aren't dead', then come visit, so we can work this out. But be stealthy. I don't want anyone catching you and raising cain(Ha. Ha. I'm hilarious) about it. And please don't injure or kill or furniture-ify or separate-the-atoms-of anybody. Especially in regards to my/our family.
Speaking of which, admitting to this feels kinda like I'm saying my friends aren't good enough, that my family isn't good enough. I hate that. I know it's not true, but it still seems that way and I hate the inkling of any idea that implies they aren't important enough.
I love them all and would die for them, but, they don't make me who I am. You do. I do. Valkyrie, Stephanie, and Darquesse do that.
The point to all this is: I miss you and I wish I'd tried harder and thought further ahead. So, yeah… If you ever get the chance, call me. Or something.
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Technically You(rs),
Just Valkyrie.
