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belong to me.
To Mend A Broken Wing
An Advance Wars Fanfiction
By
Mai Valentine
A warm summer night. It was actually peaceful. Nights like this were hard to come by, what with the constant tensions, and battles..
Ah war. The strange, almost eternal dance of bloodshed and death, the wedding party of deception and honor, of hope and despair.
Sometimes I wish for it all to end, for the battles to cease, for Wars World to finally achieve it's well-deserved solitude at long last.
But I then think..
What would I have to live for? Is there anything for me beyond this army I serve? After this long bloody masquerade, do I truly have a life to return to?
These are the types of things that come to your mind when you have a moment to rest, a moment of peace.
It's why I dislike it.
I love the sound of battle. The percussive beat of the rifles firing, and the artillery hitting their mark. The dull hum of the tank engines, as they roll along to their goal. The sharp soprano voice of the fighters as they scream across the skies. All these sounds paint an odd, but colorful picture of the face of war.
This sound is unnerving to most all who hear it.but to me, it serves a special purpose. It's why I love it.
It drowns out the voices inside me. The voices that whisper of something beyond the life of a soldier that I cannot reach.
The voices that expose my inner weakness.
I suppose I should speak of that. That despicable, yet comforting feeling in my heart, that causes me to yearn for something I can never have.
The one thing through all of this that I have hungered for, fought for, almost died for.
Love.
You may think, this is a common occurrence. That many fight for love. But my case if different. I want to fight to keep my mind from love. From the love I know I cannot have.
I love someone who is higher than I.
Yes, my heart is foolish like any young lover's, I yearn for the one who touches my soul in the one way no-one else can. But, what if this person is someone who by the laws, and standards of the world, I cannot touch, or heaven forbid, love!
That is when it gets complicated..and depressing.
I will introduce myself. It's been rude all this time for me not to. I'm a pilot in the Green Earth Airforce. My name is Nina Celes Kazeno. I was raised in a tiny village in southern GE named Kaze Verde, and my father was once in one of the GE infantry divisions.
But enough about that.
I return to the matter at hand, the matter of my heart. I've fallen for the one person in all of Green Earth that I truly can't touch. This man has given me inspiration, guidance, and a dream for the future. He led me along, and gave me my wings in which to fly into the heavens above. He stood with us throughout the last war, and into the one that is now upon us. He gave us the reason to believe, to fight on, even to die in a supposed 'glory'. The man is a god in his own right.
He is my Commanding Officer.
Eagle, the hard, but caring, strong but compassionate leader of the Green Earth Airforce. He is the one my heart has so foolishly fallen prey to. If only I could have fallen for someone of a lower rank! A civilian would have been even better! But no.he had to come into my life with a flourish of almost saintly convictions. molding me into the soldier that I am now, with a stern and gentle hand, and bringing my soul into maze of unrequited love from which there is no return.
But is rank the only barrier?
If during peacetime, I could somehow spend time with him, and be with him outside the world of CO and Soldier, of Superior and Subordinate...then maybe I'd have a chance.
No way in hell.
There's someone else out there who loves him as much as I.. and she's better suited. She's the same rank as he. She commands many of the lowers such as I, through the treacherous terrain of war, sometimes even ordering us to our inevitable deaths. But she can, because to her troops, she is a goddess. An unquestionable force, even if making a horrible decision that will leave many dead. She is also a Commanding Officer, who has fought alongside Eagle, on many a different occasion.
The Infantry Princess of Orange Star, Sami.
How can I compete with her? She's got the looks, the talents, the rank.and all know she has an enormous crush on Eagle. He may as well.. He's rushed to her aid many a time, and every time, they've ended up together in an odd, but almost romantic situation. It would be no surprise if they did end up as a couple.
Where does that leave me?
I know I should drop him.forget him.and return to the way I saw him when I first joined the Airforce. As a force of nature, as someone who should receive awe and adulation. Someone who is to be revered, respected, and held in high regard.
Not someone to be lusted after.
I always wonder if he ever noticed I loved him at all. But things like this I shouldn't consider. It will only stir up too much confusion in my mind. Too many 'What Ifs?'. It will be hard to let go of, but I guess the best course of action is the one I thought of before.
Maybe this way, I can still love him, from a far.but not with the stinging dejection that I can never have him. Maybe, just maybe I can destroy this pain in my soul, and fill the hole with something other than longing sorrow.
.Maybe, the war will end soon, and he will forget Sami.
Another one of those thoughts, creeping in to destroy what composure I have.I was just breaking though, and finding the way to rid myself of this depression once and for all..I guess.it may be futile.
*splish*
A droplet of rain. I guess it clouded up while I was out here fighting myself.Out here hashing out my feelings. I guess I should go inside, lay in the barracks.face the music. Eagle is in there, somewhere, and chances are, I will run into him.
Maybe.I should tell him how I feel.
That was an odd thought.Would it be a good idea? Well.it would be one that would take heavy mental preparation, and a lot of guts.
*splish* *splish*
The rain's getting harder now.I guess I can finish fighting my heart inside. Maybe then I can decide what the hell to do. Maybe I can decide if I can give up on Eagle, or if I will continue to chase him.
As I wander into the base, and come quickly upon the barrack door, one thought comes to mind..
I guess I'll sleep on it.
Maybe, somewhere in my dreams, an answer will unfold.
A strategy on how to beat the toughest, and most shrewd of all enemies...
Love.
To Mend A Broken Wing
An Advance Wars Fanfiction
By
Mai Valentine
A warm summer night. It was actually peaceful. Nights like this were hard to come by, what with the constant tensions, and battles..
Ah war. The strange, almost eternal dance of bloodshed and death, the wedding party of deception and honor, of hope and despair.
Sometimes I wish for it all to end, for the battles to cease, for Wars World to finally achieve it's well-deserved solitude at long last.
But I then think..
What would I have to live for? Is there anything for me beyond this army I serve? After this long bloody masquerade, do I truly have a life to return to?
These are the types of things that come to your mind when you have a moment to rest, a moment of peace.
It's why I dislike it.
I love the sound of battle. The percussive beat of the rifles firing, and the artillery hitting their mark. The dull hum of the tank engines, as they roll along to their goal. The sharp soprano voice of the fighters as they scream across the skies. All these sounds paint an odd, but colorful picture of the face of war.
This sound is unnerving to most all who hear it.but to me, it serves a special purpose. It's why I love it.
It drowns out the voices inside me. The voices that whisper of something beyond the life of a soldier that I cannot reach.
The voices that expose my inner weakness.
I suppose I should speak of that. That despicable, yet comforting feeling in my heart, that causes me to yearn for something I can never have.
The one thing through all of this that I have hungered for, fought for, almost died for.
Love.
You may think, this is a common occurrence. That many fight for love. But my case if different. I want to fight to keep my mind from love. From the love I know I cannot have.
I love someone who is higher than I.
Yes, my heart is foolish like any young lover's, I yearn for the one who touches my soul in the one way no-one else can. But, what if this person is someone who by the laws, and standards of the world, I cannot touch, or heaven forbid, love!
That is when it gets complicated..and depressing.
I will introduce myself. It's been rude all this time for me not to. I'm a pilot in the Green Earth Airforce. My name is Nina Celes Kazeno. I was raised in a tiny village in southern GE named Kaze Verde, and my father was once in one of the GE infantry divisions.
But enough about that.
I return to the matter at hand, the matter of my heart. I've fallen for the one person in all of Green Earth that I truly can't touch. This man has given me inspiration, guidance, and a dream for the future. He led me along, and gave me my wings in which to fly into the heavens above. He stood with us throughout the last war, and into the one that is now upon us. He gave us the reason to believe, to fight on, even to die in a supposed 'glory'. The man is a god in his own right.
He is my Commanding Officer.
Eagle, the hard, but caring, strong but compassionate leader of the Green Earth Airforce. He is the one my heart has so foolishly fallen prey to. If only I could have fallen for someone of a lower rank! A civilian would have been even better! But no.he had to come into my life with a flourish of almost saintly convictions. molding me into the soldier that I am now, with a stern and gentle hand, and bringing my soul into maze of unrequited love from which there is no return.
But is rank the only barrier?
If during peacetime, I could somehow spend time with him, and be with him outside the world of CO and Soldier, of Superior and Subordinate...then maybe I'd have a chance.
No way in hell.
There's someone else out there who loves him as much as I.. and she's better suited. She's the same rank as he. She commands many of the lowers such as I, through the treacherous terrain of war, sometimes even ordering us to our inevitable deaths. But she can, because to her troops, she is a goddess. An unquestionable force, even if making a horrible decision that will leave many dead. She is also a Commanding Officer, who has fought alongside Eagle, on many a different occasion.
The Infantry Princess of Orange Star, Sami.
How can I compete with her? She's got the looks, the talents, the rank.and all know she has an enormous crush on Eagle. He may as well.. He's rushed to her aid many a time, and every time, they've ended up together in an odd, but almost romantic situation. It would be no surprise if they did end up as a couple.
Where does that leave me?
I know I should drop him.forget him.and return to the way I saw him when I first joined the Airforce. As a force of nature, as someone who should receive awe and adulation. Someone who is to be revered, respected, and held in high regard.
Not someone to be lusted after.
I always wonder if he ever noticed I loved him at all. But things like this I shouldn't consider. It will only stir up too much confusion in my mind. Too many 'What Ifs?'. It will be hard to let go of, but I guess the best course of action is the one I thought of before.
Maybe this way, I can still love him, from a far.but not with the stinging dejection that I can never have him. Maybe, just maybe I can destroy this pain in my soul, and fill the hole with something other than longing sorrow.
.Maybe, the war will end soon, and he will forget Sami.
Another one of those thoughts, creeping in to destroy what composure I have.I was just breaking though, and finding the way to rid myself of this depression once and for all..I guess.it may be futile.
*splish*
A droplet of rain. I guess it clouded up while I was out here fighting myself.Out here hashing out my feelings. I guess I should go inside, lay in the barracks.face the music. Eagle is in there, somewhere, and chances are, I will run into him.
Maybe.I should tell him how I feel.
That was an odd thought.Would it be a good idea? Well.it would be one that would take heavy mental preparation, and a lot of guts.
*splish* *splish*
The rain's getting harder now.I guess I can finish fighting my heart inside. Maybe then I can decide what the hell to do. Maybe I can decide if I can give up on Eagle, or if I will continue to chase him.
As I wander into the base, and come quickly upon the barrack door, one thought comes to mind..
I guess I'll sleep on it.
Maybe, somewhere in my dreams, an answer will unfold.
A strategy on how to beat the toughest, and most shrewd of all enemies...
Love.