A/N: I have 12 (now 11, actually) drabbles to post before I reach 100. And, since the anniversary of the posting of this collection is nearing, I figure that I'll do the next 11 drabbles as a sort of countdown to 100. And the 100th shall be posted on the 14th. Woot!
Title: Immortal; Drabble the 89th
Author: Red Hawk K'sani
Word Count: 195
Warnings: Dark, Bad Writing, Weird
Challenge: None
Characters: Avatar Spirit
The Spirit's voice is like acid rain, its eyes like the light of heaven, its soul like ash. The Spirit is twisted and dark, overcome with power, the ability and affinity to abuse its power; for its strength has grown and grown through the reincarnations. Each Avatar has the might of all the previous Avatars. The Spirit can only grow stronger yet.
The absolute force of the Spirit with twisted logic is incomprehensible to the people; they are scared, afraid as never before. Something must be done, they whisper amongst themselves, for our Protector and Savior is now our greatest enemy.
They plot to kill him.
They are foolish, for they do not know the Spirit will manifest itself once again in one of their people, condemning the person to a life of hatred and insanity. There is no redemption for the world; there is no redemption for the Spirit. There can only be apocalypse; there can only be death for the people; there can only be lost hope for the Avatars to come.
All that can be is a horrible, torturous immortality for a lone soul who will play dictator over an empty world.