I'm slow, I suck, I know... Don't own them. If I did they would have died of
old age by now. Enjoy Falcons! Enjoy Everyone!
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I avoided the others for the rest of the day saying I had a headache. I couldn't tell them what a stupid thing I'd gotten myself into, especially if I wanted to take care of it myself and I did. I sat in my room with the lights off listening to the rain. How fitting, I thought morbidly. I felt like I was being put to death tomorrow. No, worse, servitude. I wished I could work out just a little more but even I know that would make me sore in the morning.
And morning did come quickly. Before I knew it I had passed out in the middle of writing a good-bye letter to my soon to be former friends. I had had the weirdest dream though. There were flashes of images like Jason unconscious, the town crumbling, and then Tommy and I laughing and kissing as Angel Grove went up in flames behind us. I woke up startled and in a cold sweat. The clock flashed 10:13 as I dropped, exhausted from my restless sleep, back onto the soft pink blankets I hadn't even un-tucked before passing out.
Twenty minutes later I rolled out of bed and tried to make myself look as dignified as possible while I shook like a leaf in autumn. I'm not sure if I felt quite like myself. I put on some black jean shorts and a black tank top with pink underlining. I did need something I could fight in, despite how short I imagined it could be. Could anyone else tell I had confidence issues? Glancing back at the bed I saw my notebook still laying open.
Dear Everyone,
By the time you read this I'm sure you'll know what I've done. What you may not know is why. Yes it is a giant risk but if I do win then it could save a lot of damage and maybe even lives. Don't you ever think about how many people get hurt when we battle constantly? I do and this one little fight could stop a lot of suffering. Have faith in me now, like you always have.
What else is there to write? I thought. There's nothing I could say that would make then condone this decision and I guess I don't expect them to. But I wish I had them here anyway.
Love Always, Kimberly
That's all there was left. All I could manage without crying my eyes out at least. I sealed the note with a little pink rose sticker and left for the park. He was there waiting when I got there. He would be, I thought bitterly. Before I went up to him I teleported my communicator back to the command center with the note so they couldn't track me with it. I just didn't think we'd be staying to have such a huge fight here in Angel Grove Park. Deep breathe now Kimmy, you can do this, stand tall.
"On time I see," I said nonchalantly walking up to him but never looking into his eyes. I could definitely lose this small act of confidence if they flashed green again.
"Of course, I wouldn't want to miss a minute of this. Little Kimmy trying to beat me." He emphasized me like he was so freaking special. Well, ok, maybe he IS kinda special but did he ever hear of modesty?
"Sure trying," I shrugged apathetically. "So are we doing this here or what?"
"No no, I have a much better place. A place where no one can get involved and it will be just the two of us." He lifted my chin gently to look at him. So he could be gentle, I knew it was in there somewhere. Just as soon as I gathered my thoughts again we were gone and I found myself alone in a black room that seemed to have no walls. An eerie mist hovered so thickly over the ground, I couldn't even tell if it was ground. There were stars in the sky... ceiling... whatever, above me, the lit the place well enough but no Tommy in sight.
"Kimberly," speak of the devil, "let's make this a little more interesting. A hunt. A test of both our skills both physically and mentally. I'm just as new to this place as you, remember that, and no powers. Now lets have some fun, kay Beautiful?" It was only his voice but here it had the same creepy effect that the glowing eye thing did.
No choice I guess but I may as well be the hunter instead of the prey, I sighed to myself and started wandering around trying to think of something... anything. This was a fight I was all alone on and definitely had to win...
Next, assuming I get to it, our favorite evil green's pov.
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I avoided the others for the rest of the day saying I had a headache. I couldn't tell them what a stupid thing I'd gotten myself into, especially if I wanted to take care of it myself and I did. I sat in my room with the lights off listening to the rain. How fitting, I thought morbidly. I felt like I was being put to death tomorrow. No, worse, servitude. I wished I could work out just a little more but even I know that would make me sore in the morning.
And morning did come quickly. Before I knew it I had passed out in the middle of writing a good-bye letter to my soon to be former friends. I had had the weirdest dream though. There were flashes of images like Jason unconscious, the town crumbling, and then Tommy and I laughing and kissing as Angel Grove went up in flames behind us. I woke up startled and in a cold sweat. The clock flashed 10:13 as I dropped, exhausted from my restless sleep, back onto the soft pink blankets I hadn't even un-tucked before passing out.
Twenty minutes later I rolled out of bed and tried to make myself look as dignified as possible while I shook like a leaf in autumn. I'm not sure if I felt quite like myself. I put on some black jean shorts and a black tank top with pink underlining. I did need something I could fight in, despite how short I imagined it could be. Could anyone else tell I had confidence issues? Glancing back at the bed I saw my notebook still laying open.
Dear Everyone,
By the time you read this I'm sure you'll know what I've done. What you may not know is why. Yes it is a giant risk but if I do win then it could save a lot of damage and maybe even lives. Don't you ever think about how many people get hurt when we battle constantly? I do and this one little fight could stop a lot of suffering. Have faith in me now, like you always have.
What else is there to write? I thought. There's nothing I could say that would make then condone this decision and I guess I don't expect them to. But I wish I had them here anyway.
Love Always, Kimberly
That's all there was left. All I could manage without crying my eyes out at least. I sealed the note with a little pink rose sticker and left for the park. He was there waiting when I got there. He would be, I thought bitterly. Before I went up to him I teleported my communicator back to the command center with the note so they couldn't track me with it. I just didn't think we'd be staying to have such a huge fight here in Angel Grove Park. Deep breathe now Kimmy, you can do this, stand tall.
"On time I see," I said nonchalantly walking up to him but never looking into his eyes. I could definitely lose this small act of confidence if they flashed green again.
"Of course, I wouldn't want to miss a minute of this. Little Kimmy trying to beat me." He emphasized me like he was so freaking special. Well, ok, maybe he IS kinda special but did he ever hear of modesty?
"Sure trying," I shrugged apathetically. "So are we doing this here or what?"
"No no, I have a much better place. A place where no one can get involved and it will be just the two of us." He lifted my chin gently to look at him. So he could be gentle, I knew it was in there somewhere. Just as soon as I gathered my thoughts again we were gone and I found myself alone in a black room that seemed to have no walls. An eerie mist hovered so thickly over the ground, I couldn't even tell if it was ground. There were stars in the sky... ceiling... whatever, above me, the lit the place well enough but no Tommy in sight.
"Kimberly," speak of the devil, "let's make this a little more interesting. A hunt. A test of both our skills both physically and mentally. I'm just as new to this place as you, remember that, and no powers. Now lets have some fun, kay Beautiful?" It was only his voice but here it had the same creepy effect that the glowing eye thing did.
No choice I guess but I may as well be the hunter instead of the prey, I sighed to myself and started wandering around trying to think of something... anything. This was a fight I was all alone on and definitely had to win...
Next, assuming I get to it, our favorite evil green's pov.
