Helpless
By BloodyChaosDragonKnight
Disclaimer: If I owned Dark Cloud do you honestly think I would bother writing fanfiction? I only own my muses.
A/N: Second in the contemplation series, my take on Xiao…
Warnings: Human Hating, could be seen as Xiao/Toan, but not really written that way.
She hated humans, had hated them for the entirety of her life. They were cruel, heartless beings with no sense of honor or dignity. She hated them with every fiber of her being, the only exception being her kind, brave master and his mother.
Her master was so very different from the other humans. He never thought of himself, blindingly sacrificing himself for what he thought was right. He got it from his mother, she could tell this even though she was not well informed in the ways of humans. Both of them would kill themselves if it was for the good of their race.
She could not understand what made her master love his race so, they were never kind to him. They never once thanked him for saving them, only asked that he do more to make their lives easier. She hated them all when she saw her master drag himself out of a dungeon, wearied and bloodied for the constant fighting only to have some villager run up and ask him if he'd found them a lamp yet.
She decided then that she couldn't bear to see him fight to the death alone, she would fight beside him in the form he had given her. A form she hated, but loved because it allowed her to be near him. He had looked shocked when upon moments of being human/cat she had sworn to never leave his side.
She meant it then and she meant it now as she watched him fight battle after battle, dying slowly on the inside with each monster that lay slain at his feet. She saw the look in his eyes, the look of one who knew that nearly everything was pointing towards his own demise. She wept because he was dying and there was nothing she could do to save him, only watch as he drove himself into the grave trying to save his wretched race.
Nothing she does or says can make him stop or rest just for a little while, he walks towards certain doom like a man possessed. She knows he's breaking and that in the end he will shatter, but she also knows that his honor will not allow him to just back out.
She doesn't want him to die, but there's nothing else she can do. So she'll stay by his side where she had sworn to always be and if in the end he fades away she will follow him on into death at his side.
Because that is where she belongs.
TBC
Thanks to all that read and the one person who reviewed Contemplation.
BloodyChaos: "…Just as disturbing as the first one. But a whole lot shorter.."
Zach: "Why do you keep writing these?'
BloodyChaos: "Anyways, if you liked it please review…"