Push/Pull
by Ori1
Yet another Push fanfic. This one is from Kira's pov. Which I find strange because she bored me during the film. So I gave her a slightly more interesting backstory (which actually just showed up as I wrote this) and I developed the Push ability in a different direction than the movie. This is just my opinion about how it could be. This fic is not related at all to my fic Photograph. You will see why soon enough.
Also I mean no insult to the Rom, psychics or any other group. This is a work of fanfic. There is no profit and I do not own.
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The least known fact about Pushers was that they had to truly understand a person to make them tick.
After all how could you truly make a person believe a lie unless it was close enough to the truth. The best lies were barely distinguishable. A pusher's first talent was the ability to look at a person and instinctively know them. The core of the person (what her mother called the essence) not the extraneous details that so many thought made a person.
No, whether you preferred sugar versus honey or which side of the bed you slept in, none of that mattered to a pusher. What mattered was the essence. Once you found that the person was yours to command.
Kira's mother taught her that. Along with other useful skills such as picking pockets, shooting a gun and making a clean getaway. Survival of the fittest was all that mattered in Mama's book/
She did not feel very fit right now; Kira thought in the Sniff's office. She felt like a dead cat dragged kicking and screaming out of hell.
Nick and the blonde watcher brat were not helping. Her insides felt like they were being torn apart.
Nick, she was still surprised to see him despite the note she had left for herself. (If she left it for herself.) The mover had an interesting essence, it was what drew her to him in the first place on Coney Island. He was entirely a con man and yet he had a kindness neither life or he, himself had been able to kill. And he had tried.
It had been too easy to fall in love with him. A love that still lasted for her even though she felt betrayed.
Nick's essence no longer belonged to her though. It happened that way sometimes, her mother had explained. Two people meet, it did not have to be romantic or sexual, and they merged. Became something more. Stronger, clearer, harder to destroy or deceive.
But her mother assured her that it rarely happened, statistically speaking.
Unfortunately it had happened between Nick and the brat. And the kicker of it was everyone was unaware of it. Even though the evidence was right in front of them. Both of their talents were sharpening by the moment. Sure that could partially be explained away by the dire need of their circumstances. There was nothing like running for your life to hone your edge. But the other part was simply fate. They were becoming the talents they were destined to be. Even if the scientists at Division denied fate, Kira's heritage before the genetic tinkering was Rom so she believed in fate. And Nick and Cassie were each other's fate.
If it was not for the pain she was feeling it would be fascinating to watch. The blending of two talents. She had only seen such a thing occur once before when she was sixteen. Mama had wanted to pay homage to their ancestors so they had gone to Ireland (legally for once.) and as they wandered the old power sites she had seen a couple. Well actually she had seen a lot of couples but this pairing stuck out. They had been...united had been the only word for it. They moved together, anticipating what the other needed. She had spent more time observing them on the bus then looking at the beautiful Irish landscape. Her mother had told her to watch and she would explain at the hotel. She had figured out the woman was a Stitch, the man a Watcher. They had been there for the same reason she and her mother were, seeking a deeper meaning to the powers they possessed. The Watcher looked right at her before looking away. Still she wonders what he saw that day. That night her mother had explained about the bonding. It had fascinated her and repelled her. Who wanted to share their soul with another? And yet there was a certain Romeo and Juliet romance to it. That idealism was gone in two years when she watched her mother die at the hands of a gunman. She had mostly forgotten about the bonding in the years that followed as she tried to survive.
And now here she was watching the man she loved slowly link his life and talent with a rude, unruly child. Though she could see that if circumstances were different she and Cassie would have made a great team.
Going to hide in the bathroom gained her a few moments peace. She did not want Nick's concern right now when he thought he still loved her and she knew better.
This would all be done in a matter of hours and Kira hoped she would be one of the survivors. Even though her future was breaking into pieces on the other side of the door.
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Okay. I hate to beg but my birthday is tomorrow (the 9th) so please review. (Yes it is pathetic but a girl needs all the writerly reinforcement she can get.) Also I have another Push fanfic idea but I need to know if they mentioned the names of Nick's dad and Cassie's mom. I have drawn a blank with both the movie website and .