Summary: The battle destroyed the earth and she healed it, but what now? Serenity learns of a life she had forgotten... in Middle-earth.
Note: Originally published here in 2003, now being revised, rewritten, and reposted. Special thanks to the 2003 version's faithful follower, Callisto Star. (And I REALLY hate the way LJ does story uploads now. I can't figure out how to do much of anything with it. Sigh.)
Save Me from the Dark
PART 1:0 - Alone
/ Evanescence "Bring Me to Life" / Story Theme
"wake me up inside
call my name and save me from the dark
bid my blood to run before i come undone
save me from the nothing i've become"
Darkness shone around her, pulsating a feeling of nothingness that crept into her soul. Moments later a vision of the bloody, war-torn world she had called home came into view and her heart cried out for the people whose souls she felt die. Slowly, ever so, all the people on Earth were being killed, the dissapating negative energy left over from the battle with Chaos not leaving quickly enough to spare them infection.
Her thoughts strayed to her senshi, her most loyal of friends who had fought to their deaths to protect her. And for what? To allow her to see the end of everything they knew and loved, with no way for her to stop it?
But there was something she could do...
Gazing down at the crystal resting against her chest, she felt its strong yet gentle power wash over her. It had always been her suspicion that the crystal had been a silent companion with a soul, a spirit that guided her when no other could, offering strength and support. The crystal was alive in a way no one would ever be able to comprehend, and now it was again sharing its knowledge and wisdom with her.
As the final human scream filled her ears, she knew what had to be done. It was the only way.
Summoning the power of her silent companion, she begged it to grant her this one last wish. She would remake the earth, recreating what had just been destroyed. The souls that grieved for their own loss swirled around her, nearly suffocating her, urging her to let them return to life, and that was what she did.
Hours later, she looked down at her creation, the intricate world she had just formed from the ashes of its predecessor. The souls would return soon, and Fate and Destiny would play their games once more, shaping the weave of the fabric of time.
Already she could feel their power pulling at her, and she willingly gave into the darkness of oblivion, not caring where they placed her next.
She was alone.