digi-gal-rox: Aftermath...
Aftermath
"Into each life some rain must fall, some days must be dark sad and dreary" - Good Wives, Louisa M. Allcott
"...Maybe... but you made a choice." she said quietly. He looked at her intently. She recognised the look immediatly. But she couldn't. Her people... her country were important. She had a responsibility. "You may look like him, but you're not him... not anymore, that is." she paused, avoiding his all to familiar gaze. "You've changed. I've changed... everythings changed, there's nothing we can do to make it to what it once was. Nothing..."
"You can, by making your own choice." he murmured, attempting to hold her in his arms once afain. She stepped back, almost afraid.
"You made a promise to her. And now you have to keep it."
"I made a promise to you too." she looked away, starring at the ring.
"Maybe, but that was a long time ago," she handed him the ring, looking at him hard in the eye. "She needs you."
"And you?" he looked at her stubbornly, "Do...- you need me!"
"No," she shook her head, "Maybe, maybe when I was younger. I'm not young anymore. Maybe..." she paused, "Maybe it wasn't meant to be."
"Don't say that..."
"Don't be like this," her eyes were soft and full of sympathy... sympathy and sadness, "Don't do this." he looked at the ring, as it glistened in the sun. "You're not him."
"I am him."
"No. You're not." hugging herself she turned around and left. She wasn't ready to face her past. She'd already moved on. He was her past. He couldn't be her present. He couldn't be her future. This was her choice. And there was nothing no one could do to change her mind... nothing...
"You alright?" her friend asked, as she took her seat at in the ship.
"Yeah," she nodded smiling at her friend. "I am." Sighing, he returned his gaze to the monitor.
"Miana, please launch." she ordered. The captain, Yumi gave a small nod, as the ship began to jerk. Closing her eyes she allowed at the sounds of the ship consume her. No... there was nothing that could make her change her mind. This was her choice... this was her world. It was something she had to do.
"Miana, LAUNCH!" the ship took off, fighting against Earth's gravity, as it bounded for home; the PEACE Alliance.
"Kari?" her friend, Daisuke looked at her curiously, standing behind his friend, who now had a determined yet serious look planted on her face.
"They're gone," she said softly, "But we're not alone." the crew looked at her, full of concern.
"We'll continue to fight for what they believe in." she said firmly, as they neared PEACE. "We'll continue to fight for peace." With a smile, the crew cheered, as several of the PEACE Alliance ships they thought gone, appeared beside them. Yes... they will always fight for peace. Kari smiled slightly, standing up. Daisuke placed a hand on her shoulder, Torii landing on her other shoulder. She glanced at the green robotic bird and smiled. Pink-chan bounced beside her quietly. They weren't gone. Not really anyway.
"We'll fight," she said quietly, allowing the bird to perch on her finger. "For our world."
digi-gal-rox: yea... i decided not to put my OCs together... somehow I think i did that to make part 3 interesting... but yea.