I am a half breed.
I am half Russian.
I am half Japanese.
I lost my mother; my life.
I have no father; only hatred.
I have brethren, friends, teachers.
Family.
My family, not in blood. In heart.
I held no teddy bear, no plush.
Only shivering ice.
Ice that surrounded me, echoed me.
Became me.
I am ice.
I am snow.
I am cold.
Silent. Calm. Fierce.
What I was taught to be.
I am strong, sturdy.
Just as my teacher.
I am still learning.
Discovering what I've neglected.
What I'd turned away from when I grew up.
Grew up praying things would change.
Praying I could change them.
Praying they would learn.
I know now the flaws I missed.
And the perfections I could not see.
I am human.
I am a fighter.
I am…Hyoga.
Part two in the "I Am…" series and my first StS fic (I believe XD). It's a little different from the first one, but it's a little closer to how I envisioned the "I Am…" series. I am proud of how this turned out, though I hope I was able to delve into Hyoga's self without making him too OOC. Hope you enjoyed reading! R&R would be greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor claim to own Saint Seiya or any related materials.
WKR
