When one is pushed to the limit, one will break. That is how humans were, that is how humans are, and that is how humans will be forever. As is right. Oh to be sure, some people will spout nonsense about standing strong, even through the toughest of times. Job, perhaps. He stood tall, even in the face of the greatest sorrows that the Devil could throw at him. People will point to his story, and say "There is a man who took what life threw at him and kept going." They forget that, like all others, Job broke. He fell to his knees and cursed God, cursed the powers that be. And then God came forth and took hold of Job, and the man was lifted back up once more, restored to his former wealth and more.
Because, while people will break when pushed to the limit, with a little bit of help; with a kind gesture or a supporting hand, they can rise again. And, like Job, they can become greater than they once were. Of course, it is altogether possible that they will just break, when pushed. It is, after all, called a 'Breaking Point' for a reason./p
All said and done, the place that help comes from can be different. Perhaps, it is in the form of a divine blessing, or perhaps it is in the form of a mother's love. Or, perhaps it comes from the companionship of a legion of insects.
Do you know what I'm talking about yet? I'm talking about Taylor Hebert, a 15 year old girl living in Brockton Bay. I doubt quite strongly you've ever met her, though perhaps some of you have heard of her, but there it is. She was broken by the one she once called friend. After months of bullying, she was shoved into a locker full of waste, of garbage, of human bio-waste. And she was broken; her mind, shattered. Some would say that she was weak, emotional, caught up in the hormones that so often plague adolescent girls, no, adolescent children in general.
Well, whatever the situation, whatever the reason, the result was that Taylor Hebert was broken. And then she was saved. A shard of power, pulling her back to humanity and remaking her; better than she was before. I mentioned a legion of insects before, did I not? When she was saved, Taylor found a friend in the insects, well arthropods, technically speaking. Regardless, consider for a second. What if that shard of power, of hope, was different?
This is my take on the stories that could have happened. That which could have been, for good or ill.
Heyo, back at it again with another collection of short stories, in the same vein as GATE: And Thus They Conquered. Some of them will be crossovers, some won't be. Most will focus on Taylor, but some won't. (Spoiler, I have a few ideas about how to make Greg more important.) If you've read GATE:ATTC, no my other stories are not dead and I will continue them. If you haven't, I'd appreciate if you checked out my other works.
Anyways, I'll try to publish weekly updates for this story. If I don't, just PM me a bunch and bug me until I do. Thanks for checking my story out, and I hope you stay. Caio.