Fatum Universus

By: Sango Ai

A/n: Thanks for reviewing!

Jules866: Thanks.

AgiVega: Again, thank you. I thought it was a bit cheesy… but yeah, the monoxide/dioxide thing came from an actual experience.

ArtyChick: Thanks. I actually have difficulty keeping them in character… I have to work at it… hard.

Me You, obviously: I try to be, but I feel out of place because I don't have any questions to thoroughly answer! gets nervous


Chapter Six: Daegana

Daegana blinked her tired, bloodshot eyes as she saved her work on the main computer in the lab. Finally she could sleep; she was finished with the blue prints. Tomorrow she would have to begin the building process, but that would require help. She also had the sneaking suspicion that her work would be better done when she was not suffering from severe, self-imposed sleep deprivation. Well, somewhat self-imposed. Anthony's expectations were something of an obsession.

After she took off her lab coat and washed up a bit she crawled into her small, marginally comfortable bed. She gazed up into the newly present darkness that filled the little room that she called her own. Eventually she closed her eyes, fully loosing herself in her thoughts, finding that tears still brimmed over.

She owed her life and her freedom to Anthony Spiro. She was thankful for both, but many times it seemed that she had only traded one set of shackles for another and she often wondered if she would not rather at least be back in a time and place she was familiar with. She quickly shook the thoughts from her head though and turned onto her stomach. Wherever Anthony was, that was where she wanted to be.

She sighed heavily, I don't know what else to give him, she thought. I try so hard to do what he asks, but will it ever be enough? I shouldn't even be doing this. It's going to hurt people…I don't want to hurt anyone. I've spent my whole life running from people that have hurt me.

Anthony isn't like who he used to be. He used to care about me… I used to think that maybe he might eventually love me… But now all of that's gone. All he has left is power lust and a thirst for vengeance. Maybe if I help him without protesting anymore he'll change. Maybe I can change him in silence, Daegana let out a rebellious sob through her softly falling tears.

A fantasy ran through her mind; she wanted so much to tear those blueprints to shreds. She wanted her life back. She wanted Anthony back. All my dreams are as dust, continued her thoughts, but I love him, I'll always love him. And that's all that matters to me now. That's all, from the moment he saved me, that's ever mattered.

Gripping her sheets and crying quietly she fell asleep, one word escaping her lips, and that word was, "Anthony."


It's short and a bit pathetic I thought, but it's necessary for you to understand Daegana's role later in the story. I've finally worked out some of the trickier details, but it's going to take a while for pieces to start obviously fitting together. Please bear with me. Thanks for reading! –The Deranged Mind of Me at 3 AM.