Title
– Existence
(Prologue)
Spoilers – Heat; probably no further
Keywords
– Pre-show, angst
Characters
– Lydecker, surrogate mothers, OCs
Summary –
Everyone has a limit; and for most, condemning a child to 'hell'
is probably it. A story about the beginning of X5.
Disclaimer
– I
don't own Dark Angel and its associated characters and themes. I
created Shauna, Christopher and probably one or two others.
Notes
–Keep reading, not all of it is as weird as the first post!
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Does
fate exist? I can't work it out. I've spent hours of my life
thinking about it and when it all boils down, there does not seem to
be a shred of proof to either support or refute the existence of
fate.
Did fate bring me here? Did she (I'm told fate is female) choose this path for me? Going back, did she kill my parents? Am I who I am because of fate? And the big one: is fate the reason I became part of the Guild? It was not a choice on my part. Only twelve years old, stricken by loneliness and grief – can I really be held responsible for the choice I made?
Yet another question that burns like acid through my mind is: if fate does exist, does that mean God doesn't? Despite the path I chose, my parents, before their deaths, raised me Christian. So if our existence has been set in stone (by fate) since the beginning of time, what need is there for a god, even an all-powerful one? And if there is no God, did my parents lie to me?
Maybe it was they that told me the truth and it is fate that is the lie. At this point I really do not know. All I have is what I am now. I can't change that.
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A/N: Hmm, prologue. This just a small pov by Shauna, the central character in this fic. It's a little strange, I know, but keep reading.