Ello y'all!! Wha' cha' all doing??? Well, my internet wasn't working
before... AND I HAVE A BAND CONCERT IN AN HOUR!!!!!
Vern: if you can't tell, she's nervous
Dusk: *yawn* yeah
Ami: you STILL tired?
Dusk: *nods head*
Vern: how much sleep have you been having Ami?
Ami: a lot actually
Vern: strange...
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Simplest Battle
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'Sit or fight?'
The words seemed to echo eternally in his mind.
He looked at Destiny up and down slowly, trying to find some hint as to what he should say.
Distantly, he heard sobbing, but he forced his mind to ignore it.
What he heard next was unmistakable.
Himself...
'Why did you bring her here?' he heard himself hiss.
'To prove once and for all that he doesn't love her,' it was Lee's voice, but he knew it was the First Fate.
'Yes Lone One, she's here to help us,' that was Nitra... but who was the 'Lone One'?
Was it himself?
He dared to turn around, looking slowly.
He noticed all the little details everywhere.
How there was 15 steps, half way of which, sat the Second Fate, Nitra.
Up above the landing, there was a plain wooden throne, where sat the First Fate, Lee, glaring.
And leaning against the throne was himself...
What else he saw he couldn't believe...
In the Fate's arms, his own arms, was the faint image of her, slowly materializing in front of his eyes...
'Mariah?' he couldn't lift his eyes from her; he noticed that she wouldn't open her eyes. 'What have you done to her?'
'She is asleep,' the First Fate said. 'She is only here to prove a point, she will not know anything.'
'He is risking her health just to prove a point Tyson,' it wasn't who the Little Dragon would think would have said it; the Third Fate. 'You yourself might die if you don't leave soon; he is risking her dieing just to prove Destiny wrong.'
'I knew you would see it my way Lone One,' he didn't have to turn his head to know that Destiny was smiling. 'Now, come.'
'He will not,' the First Fate glared at him and Destiny in turn. 'He stays with us.'
Finally pulling his loving gaze away from his beloved, he looked at Destiny.
'What are you all talking about?' he asked softly.
Don't trust him...
Trust us...
'Only two Fats share the equal opinion,' Destiny's smile grew. 'The third is always known as the Lone one, cause he -or she- always takes the form and opinion of the person whom must be judged themselves, making his -or her- opinion hard to determine.'
He lies!!
'Then he should come,' he whispered, closing his eyes.
'He cannot,' he heard Destiny say. 'For he is the Lone one, and he only controls his own opinion, and thought.'
He turned around briskly, looking up toward the Fates.
Walking forward, slowly at first, he pieced together his courage to climb the steps.
After what seemed to be a lifetime, he placed his foot on the first.
In a rush, everything sped up, and soon, he was looking himself in the eye.
'Give her back,' he said protectively. 'I will not let you be used to hurt her.'
'You must still be judged,' the First Fate stared up at him. 'Now, get down from here and say you do not love her!'
'You cannot tell me what to say!' he did something that astonished even himself; he punched Fate.
He punched Lee.
And as long as he got Mariah, he didn't care.
'Well done,' he snapped his head to the side, only to see his love enveloped in light. 'Take her... you have won...'
The light vanished, and she started to fall.
Rushing forward, he caught her, pulling her to his chest as he let himself fall to the floor and lean on the chair.
'You looked the great fate in the eye and punched him,' someone said amusedly; he turned his head, only to see Destiny again. 'You have single handedly proven that you lover her; don't let anyone, even yourself, change your mind.'
Alls he could do was smile, and look down at the face of an angel...
Pushing a soft strand of hair delicately behind her ear, he whispered three little words...
'.... she's the one...'
Vern: if you can't tell, she's nervous
Dusk: *yawn* yeah
Ami: you STILL tired?
Dusk: *nods head*
Vern: how much sleep have you been having Ami?
Ami: a lot actually
Vern: strange...
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Simplest Battle
-
'Sit or fight?'
The words seemed to echo eternally in his mind.
He looked at Destiny up and down slowly, trying to find some hint as to what he should say.
Distantly, he heard sobbing, but he forced his mind to ignore it.
What he heard next was unmistakable.
Himself...
'Why did you bring her here?' he heard himself hiss.
'To prove once and for all that he doesn't love her,' it was Lee's voice, but he knew it was the First Fate.
'Yes Lone One, she's here to help us,' that was Nitra... but who was the 'Lone One'?
Was it himself?
He dared to turn around, looking slowly.
He noticed all the little details everywhere.
How there was 15 steps, half way of which, sat the Second Fate, Nitra.
Up above the landing, there was a plain wooden throne, where sat the First Fate, Lee, glaring.
And leaning against the throne was himself...
What else he saw he couldn't believe...
In the Fate's arms, his own arms, was the faint image of her, slowly materializing in front of his eyes...
'Mariah?' he couldn't lift his eyes from her; he noticed that she wouldn't open her eyes. 'What have you done to her?'
'She is asleep,' the First Fate said. 'She is only here to prove a point, she will not know anything.'
'He is risking her health just to prove a point Tyson,' it wasn't who the Little Dragon would think would have said it; the Third Fate. 'You yourself might die if you don't leave soon; he is risking her dieing just to prove Destiny wrong.'
'I knew you would see it my way Lone One,' he didn't have to turn his head to know that Destiny was smiling. 'Now, come.'
'He will not,' the First Fate glared at him and Destiny in turn. 'He stays with us.'
Finally pulling his loving gaze away from his beloved, he looked at Destiny.
'What are you all talking about?' he asked softly.
Don't trust him...
Trust us...
'Only two Fats share the equal opinion,' Destiny's smile grew. 'The third is always known as the Lone one, cause he -or she- always takes the form and opinion of the person whom must be judged themselves, making his -or her- opinion hard to determine.'
He lies!!
'Then he should come,' he whispered, closing his eyes.
'He cannot,' he heard Destiny say. 'For he is the Lone one, and he only controls his own opinion, and thought.'
He turned around briskly, looking up toward the Fates.
Walking forward, slowly at first, he pieced together his courage to climb the steps.
After what seemed to be a lifetime, he placed his foot on the first.
In a rush, everything sped up, and soon, he was looking himself in the eye.
'Give her back,' he said protectively. 'I will not let you be used to hurt her.'
'You must still be judged,' the First Fate stared up at him. 'Now, get down from here and say you do not love her!'
'You cannot tell me what to say!' he did something that astonished even himself; he punched Fate.
He punched Lee.
And as long as he got Mariah, he didn't care.
'Well done,' he snapped his head to the side, only to see his love enveloped in light. 'Take her... you have won...'
The light vanished, and she started to fall.
Rushing forward, he caught her, pulling her to his chest as he let himself fall to the floor and lean on the chair.
'You looked the great fate in the eye and punched him,' someone said amusedly; he turned his head, only to see Destiny again. 'You have single handedly proven that you lover her; don't let anyone, even yourself, change your mind.'
Alls he could do was smile, and look down at the face of an angel...
Pushing a soft strand of hair delicately behind her ear, he whispered three little words...
'.... she's the one...'