Break
I own nothing but my own ideas
Bifurcated;divided into or made up of two parts"
"Break;an interruption of continuity or uniformity."
You are a product of the old world. Long imprisoned , long used, long forgotten. Once you were a power in your own right, not one to be bossed around by nobodies.
That's all they seem to do now.
Home world has changed. You have been gone from it so long that neither of you recognize each other.
You want to run, but where would you go?
Taken prisoner again, yanked out of the sky by a Jasper demanding fusion.
Everyone telling you what to do.
You are sick of it.
You've been angry and trapped for so long, and its reached a breaking point. She's going to pay for this.
You offer your hand.
She smirks, thinking she will be victorious, but you are older and smarter then that. She might be strategic but you have been playing the game long before she was born.
For a moment you share an angry determination, a unity.
It all changes when you turn the waves to chains.
She's so confused at first.
As you drag her into the ocean, into a prison of your own creation, she feels afraid. You are too, but stronger then that is the anger that won't be held back.
Not anymore.
"What are you doing. "
"I'm done being everyone's prisoner. Now you are my prisoner. And I'm never letting you go"