Note: This first fic focuses on mainly on Dot. I know it's not finished; so sue me. The second one is your typical post-LAG, pre- NbotB sap fic. And no, I don't own ReBoot or the song 'Martyrs and Thieves' by Jennifer Knapp.
Measure of Strength
There's a place in the darkness
That I used to cling to
That presses harsh hope against time
In the absence of martyrs there's the presence of thieves
Who only want to rob you blind
They steal away any sense of peace
Though I'm a king, I'm a king on my knees
And here they are wrong when they say I am strong
As the darkness covers me
Quiet, sad sobs could be heard from a tiny, dark room down the hall. Inside you could find a small sprite thinking and rethinking recent events in her head with guilt and remorse.
Finally the figure lifted her head from her pillow and looked at the picture on her nightstand. Her parents looked so happy...they had a long, happy marriage. Dot picked it up and outlined her mother's face, looking into those purple depths she had inherited.
There were many times when she looked up to her mother, and now was one of those times.
She managed to snag the man of her dreams...she got married and had kids...why couldn't I? She thought. I can't even get married right, she laughed cruelly to herself.
She wanted more than anything for her mother to magically appear and hold her, just like she did when she was young, and sing a lullaby in her soft, sweet voice; making everything temporarily alright.
A new onslaught of tears caused her to choke a little as she thought about the life she and Bob could've had...but didn't because of her stupid mistake. It seems like every time things start to look up the User throws her something to throw her life into chaos; whether it be a system crash, Megabyte, Daemon, or...or...
She curled herself into a ball on the corner of her bed, shuddering with each sob as she lost herself to her own world of pity and grief.
