A collection of character-centric drabbles, now COMPLETE! Drabble No. 100: Where there is an ending, there is a beginning. Where there is loss, there is gain. And where there is the dark, the dawn shall come to sweep the past away. Personal favorites: chapters 3, 4, 6, 8, 11, 14, 24, 27, 38, 39, 40, 41!, 45, 50, 53, 56, 58, 60!, 63!, 68, 69, 70, 75, 77, 84!, 95, 99!, 100
A.N. – Sorry about taking so long with this; I had other ideas that needed to be worked on (still do, really.) So, I will try to post more drabbles, but I'm also going to keep working on my new Bleach fic and as-yet unfinished Oban Star-Racers piece. Again, if you'd like to see any sort of drabble whatsoever, drop me a review or message.
I wonder if my heart was permanently frozen after all the time I spent on Lyoko. Not all the time, mind, but sometimes – probably more than I'd like to admit. I wonder whether the smiles I gave my friends are truly sincere, if the furor with which I fight my enemies is from the bottom of my heart. I wonder even more if my (barely noticeable) flirting with Jeremie is driven more by societal expectations than my own hormones.
I no longer know.
I'm not sure I care.
Still, it eats away at me as I go through the motions with both ally and foe. And silently I seethe, waiting for the thaw. But my new powers - wings to give me flight and a glowing red ball to light my way – they triggered something. My 'inner me' sprang forth to do my bidding, and I had the answer to my endless questioning of myself.
The answer is there every time I take to the sky, every time I illuminate the world red with my power. I am unrestrained in those moments, and wonder how I ever considered myself detached. My powers thaw me, let who I really am inside out. And
That person frightens me.
I freeze anew with every monster I destroy. Celebrating a downfall seems so cold, though the others seem to have no problem with this. It must be yet another aspect of my humanity I've yet to fully grasp again. Detachedly, I wonder how they deal with the thawing and refreezing that I've been struggling with. Is it even as issue for them?
Now is not the time to dwell on this, though. A stray blast from a Kankrelat impacts the rock I have hidden behind. I leap out, feeling the ice encroaching. I hold my heart's compassion – its corruption – in the palm of my hand, and scream "Energy Shield!"
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