*Gives Audrey a cookie, hoping that the chocolate chips will calm her down a bit* lol
anywayz, yay, more reviews :) :) And, all right, I know you're all screaming for Roxton to come back from the grave.. well, read on. See you at the bottom.
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It had been two weeks since Marguerite had defeated the deamon. Life had gone back to normal, and no one mentioned the night she had saved the universe. Malone, Veronica, and Challenger still thought she had imagined the whole thing, and that was just fine with Marguerite. They didn't mention it, and neither did she.
The night found her on the balcony, face turned towards the heavens. Marguerite thought she was alone, when she heard an all too familiar voice.
"Penny for your thoughts."
Marguerite smiled despite herself.
"Can't you just read them yourself?" She returned.
"Well, yes, I suppose." Sidra agreed. "But that takes all of the fun out of it."
The angel leaned on the railing next to Marguerite, and turned her face towards the heiress.
"You still have your powers you know." Sidra told her.
"No I don't." Marguerite argued. "I tried to use them after I got back, and they were gone."
"Not gone. Just.. burnt out temporarily. That was quite a thing you did. It took a lot out of you."
Marguerite didn't answer
"This isn't where it ends you know." Sidra pressed. "There is still much you are destined to do."
"No, this is where it ends." Marguerite regarded the angel at her side. "If my powers are still there, like you say they are, then take them. Give them to someone else. I won't do it again."
Sidra sighed, and turned her face towards the stars.
"I suppose that is a choice you can make." She spoke finally. "I'll see that they're put to good use."
"Thank you." Marguerite said softly.
Sidra inclined her head towards Marguerite, as if paying her respects.
"It was an honor to have worked beside you, Ms. Marguerite Krux." Sidra smiled. "And I cannot think of anyone who might have done a better job."
Marguerite smiled sadly.
"I can." She admitted, her voice catching a little.
They both stood and embraced.
"I suppose this is good-bye." Marguerite's voice was weak.
Sidra kissed her forehead, as a mother might.
"Go well, Chosen One." Sidra spoke gently.
"Ex-chosen one." Marguerite insisted.
"Of course." Sidra agreed.
With those final words, and a flash of light, the angel was gone and Marguerite found herself waking up in her bedroom. An empty feeling washing over her, before it too passed away into the night. Tomorrow, she would wake up less than she was, less than she had been. But still, more than any other might ever hope to be. And with this knowledge, she rolled onto her side and went back to sleep, where Roxton waited patiently for her.
The End (?)
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Ok, I know it was evil to make you think Roxton would be coming back.. sorry about that. I blame my lack of sleep. It always puts me in an evil mood. Ah, but does it end there? Where else could it possibly go? I suppose you'll have to review to find out. *Insert wicked grin here* Review please, and let me know what you think.
Dai stiho
~CrimsonCat~
anywayz, yay, more reviews :) :) And, all right, I know you're all screaming for Roxton to come back from the grave.. well, read on. See you at the bottom.
=^..^=
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It had been two weeks since Marguerite had defeated the deamon. Life had gone back to normal, and no one mentioned the night she had saved the universe. Malone, Veronica, and Challenger still thought she had imagined the whole thing, and that was just fine with Marguerite. They didn't mention it, and neither did she.
The night found her on the balcony, face turned towards the heavens. Marguerite thought she was alone, when she heard an all too familiar voice.
"Penny for your thoughts."
Marguerite smiled despite herself.
"Can't you just read them yourself?" She returned.
"Well, yes, I suppose." Sidra agreed. "But that takes all of the fun out of it."
The angel leaned on the railing next to Marguerite, and turned her face towards the heiress.
"You still have your powers you know." Sidra told her.
"No I don't." Marguerite argued. "I tried to use them after I got back, and they were gone."
"Not gone. Just.. burnt out temporarily. That was quite a thing you did. It took a lot out of you."
Marguerite didn't answer
"This isn't where it ends you know." Sidra pressed. "There is still much you are destined to do."
"No, this is where it ends." Marguerite regarded the angel at her side. "If my powers are still there, like you say they are, then take them. Give them to someone else. I won't do it again."
Sidra sighed, and turned her face towards the stars.
"I suppose that is a choice you can make." She spoke finally. "I'll see that they're put to good use."
"Thank you." Marguerite said softly.
Sidra inclined her head towards Marguerite, as if paying her respects.
"It was an honor to have worked beside you, Ms. Marguerite Krux." Sidra smiled. "And I cannot think of anyone who might have done a better job."
Marguerite smiled sadly.
"I can." She admitted, her voice catching a little.
They both stood and embraced.
"I suppose this is good-bye." Marguerite's voice was weak.
Sidra kissed her forehead, as a mother might.
"Go well, Chosen One." Sidra spoke gently.
"Ex-chosen one." Marguerite insisted.
"Of course." Sidra agreed.
With those final words, and a flash of light, the angel was gone and Marguerite found herself waking up in her bedroom. An empty feeling washing over her, before it too passed away into the night. Tomorrow, she would wake up less than she was, less than she had been. But still, more than any other might ever hope to be. And with this knowledge, she rolled onto her side and went back to sleep, where Roxton waited patiently for her.
The End (?)
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Ok, I know it was evil to make you think Roxton would be coming back.. sorry about that. I blame my lack of sleep. It always puts me in an evil mood. Ah, but does it end there? Where else could it possibly go? I suppose you'll have to review to find out. *Insert wicked grin here* Review please, and let me know what you think.
Dai stiho
~CrimsonCat~