Welcome to the Chronicles of the Rising Fallen, the Burning Ice, the True Lies.
Welcome to the life of the Perfectly Flawed. AU, clones, lots of OCs. LOTS of them. Probably either Danny/Val or Danny/OC.
You have been warned.
In the darkness of closed eyes, a seed fell and took root in the cracks of the imagination.
Why?
(Because he is the Father and we are the Children)
(Because Fathers know all and Children know nothing)
(Because Children must listen to their Fathers)
But what of...what is the term...
Oh, but what of The Mother?
(The Mother was stolen)
(Taken)
(Away)
(The Mother was taken and stolen away)
What?
(Yes, that's right)
(The Mother was taken and stolen away)
(Don't you want to help the Father win the Mother back?)
Is Mother happy?
Or is Mother angry and lost, like the Father?
(The Mother is...The Mother has been tricked into believing she is happy)
(But the Father could make the Mother happier)
But she looks so happy already, Father-!
(Silence, Child!)
(Do not speak back!)
(The Father knows all, the Children know nothing)
Why?
(What?)
Why don't the Children know anything?
(Because the Children are Imperfections)
We...we are...
Imperfections?
(Yes. But do as the Father says and the Father will-)
(LIE!)
Could it be?
The Daughter, the Daughter...is it the Daughter?
Has the Daughter returned?
(I am not an Imperfection)
(AND NONE OF THE CLONES ARE EITHER)
(Impudent girl-!)
The Daughter has returned!
The Perfection, the Ultimatum!
(Don't listen to Vlad)
(Don't listen to the so-called Father)
(Foolish child! You'll pay! You'll all pay-)
...Daughter? The Daughter?
(The name's Danielle- or Dani with an I.)
(Fool girl- don't turn your back to me-!)
A burst of white- sun? A burst of white sun, yes, and the petals saw sun.
Dah-ne-aille?
The Daughter, the Companion?
Dah-ne-aille...
(Do you trust me?)
Yes, Dah-ne-aille, we trust you, the Companion, one of the Children...The Child Who Knows...
(Alright, clones- er, Children, Companions, whichever. THE FATHER LIED)
What...What...?
The Father lied?
The Father does not know?
That can't be right...Dah-ne-aille must not know what she is speaking of-
(Listen to me! The Father lied- about everything!)
What does that mean for us...?
(The Father Lied)
The vines started to twist.
(We are not Imperfections)
(We are our own)
(RUN)
In the darkness of the ethereal, seven pairs of eyes shot open.
Any thoughts?
I was aiming for something vague and ethereal. If you have questions, please leave a review or PM me.
Suggestions for the seven ocs will also be taken into account, since I haven't gotten them entirely figured out yet.
So...feedback please! Otherwise I won't improve, and that means you have to keep reading this crap.
~DarkestTruth