Pain of Death
(A/N): Just short fic about Natarle's thoughts as she is dying on the Dominion. Really short. Spoilers sorta for those who haven't finished watching SEED. Well enjoyz! R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own any Gundam SEED.
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I'm lying on the bridge of the Dominion, covered in my own sweat and blood, as I take the last few breaths of my life. Muruta Azrael stands near me, laughing, as he presses buttons by the captain's seat.
My seat.
I was to be the captain of the Dominion, but I've let myself be overtaken. We've always had a conflict in interest, and with him being the leader of Blue Cosmos, my death was… inevitable, wasn't it? Has every even in my life lead up to end at this point?
My parents were so involved in the military, that they made it their home life as well. Words such as love, kindness, or grief, were never mentioned in the household. They were words that led to failure. I wanted to live my life to its fullest, but I soon became like them.
Kill of be killed.
That's the line I lived my life by. The line I tried to enforce on others.
Always follow the orders of your superiors.
That's the reason why I never experienced life, and now I'm experiencing death.
"Get over it, or you'll be the next to go!"
I wish I had been kinder to that girl, and not bringing reality so harshly to her.
A loud noise is shaking the bridge and Azrael is firing the lohengrin at the… Archangel.
"No!"
I try to shout, but my voice comes out as just a soft whisper.
From my positioning, I can see the Strike take the impact of the lohengrin.
Murrue Ramius. You're crying now aren't you? I always thought it was a sign of weakness, but I'm crying now too. I wish I had gotten to know you better.
"I hope we meet again, Natarle. Someplace… other than the battlefield."
So do I, but I'm dying now. Please, I beg of you, end my life now, and release me from this pain.
"Murrue Ramius! Fire!"
Everything is so bright and quiet as I die, and the light consumes me. I'm in pain from the desire to live and fighting my demise.
The Pain of Death.
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(A/N): So how was it? Horrible? Possibly made out of boredom. A display picture of Natarle dying sorta inspired it. Please review!