Yea, I have reviews! Guess I'll post another late night idea . . .
The Fear
"Piper, wait!"
Piper stopped running, knowing that he would catch her eventually. "What's wrong?"
Piper bit her lip. "Aerrow . . . I'm afraid."
Aerrow sighed. "I know," he said. "We all are. But we will get through this . . . together! We always have. This battle will be no different. And Cyclonis can't pull anything we haven't seen before. We'll all be alright, and we'll finally be done with all this—"
"Stop!" Piper shouted at last, unable to take anymore. Tears began to pour down her face. "I know all that! That's not what I'm afraid of!"
Aerrow looked at her bewildered. Gently he took hold of her shoulders, keeping her steady as more tears fell. "Then what?" he asked quietly. "What is it? What's wrong?"
Even now, in this moment, with her best friend holding her tenderly, Piper felt she could hardly keep fighting, hardly keep away unselfish thoughts. She longed to hug Aerrow and cry and tell her all her fears. But yet a dark essence from within wanted to tear away from him, to beat him, to leave him. A voice that kept telling her that the Storm Hawks were only holding her back.
The Binding was evil. And there was no escape.
Piper looked up into Aerrow's eyes. "I'm scared of myself."
Okay, now this is the longest.