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Summary: My take on what Mr. Collins feels during the part of 'Dawn of Destiny' when Alex uses that ball thing to heal him.
The Power will heal you
By: Zeo Silver
I struggled to breathe, but failed. I felt myself slipping away. In hindsight, maybe I should have kept the mask on, but I wanted to breathe on my own.
The light was bright. It hurt my eyes. It was getting closer and closer to me.
I felt a sudden surge of power envelop me, and the light was being covered by strange sparkles of Red, Blue, Green, and many other colors too.
Red.
Wes. Wes, my son, the son whose father's manipulations drove him away from me. I knew that if I lived to be 175, I could never take back the harshness I put on Wes.
The light was receding. My vision was clearing. I opened my eyes and saw
Wes? But he looked different than Wes, and wearing a sort of uniform. He smiled, and took an object from my hand.
It was a ball, a blue ball that had color swirling inside of it. He turned around and left, just before the doctors came rushing in.
" Mr. Collins? Mr. Collins, how do you feel?"
" I feel.I feel great."
Author's note: Please review. It's my first fic, and I want feedback!! Just don't rip it too bad, 'k?
Summary: My take on what Mr. Collins feels during the part of 'Dawn of Destiny' when Alex uses that ball thing to heal him.
The Power will heal you
By: Zeo Silver
I struggled to breathe, but failed. I felt myself slipping away. In hindsight, maybe I should have kept the mask on, but I wanted to breathe on my own.
The light was bright. It hurt my eyes. It was getting closer and closer to me.
I felt a sudden surge of power envelop me, and the light was being covered by strange sparkles of Red, Blue, Green, and many other colors too.
Red.
Wes. Wes, my son, the son whose father's manipulations drove him away from me. I knew that if I lived to be 175, I could never take back the harshness I put on Wes.
The light was receding. My vision was clearing. I opened my eyes and saw
Wes? But he looked different than Wes, and wearing a sort of uniform. He smiled, and took an object from my hand.
It was a ball, a blue ball that had color swirling inside of it. He turned around and left, just before the doctors came rushing in.
" Mr. Collins? Mr. Collins, how do you feel?"
" I feel.I feel great."
Author's note: Please review. It's my first fic, and I want feedback!! Just don't rip it too bad, 'k?