Drabble #16
Jan. 9th, 2007 11:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kageisukeIt had been a mistake to think -even if it was for one minute, one second- her enemy was anything less than evil. She’d gotten captured and was brooding over her ever-present bad luck when he had been thrown it. It was only natural that she would attack him, and berate him, and hate him for all that he had done, for the things that she knew he’d do later. She had ranted and raved and even cried –if only a little- in front of him. Then, he’d told her about his mother, and his expression wasn’t one of deceit or smugness. No anger or malice. Just understanding and acceptance. That was when she truly began to wonder if he really was so different from them after all; to think that maybe he wasn’t all bad, and that maybe, just maybe, she should help him.
In the end, she was glad she didn’t.
They had been found and released by their respective friend and relative. They went up the tunnel and she couldn’t help but look back at him, to see his face downcast and unlike anything she’d seen before. She thought ‘Maybe’, but still left him with his Uncle. It was then that they were attacked, but this time, she felt sure they could win. It had been months of hard travel, of fighting, surviving, training, and moving. She was a master, and her opponent, this girl, couldn’t beat then both. They had three elements on her side, and she had just the one.
They would settle this once and for all.
But then the fireblast hit, and she looked over at the disturbance. Him. For the one moment, she had thought it might be the time. That they would have the four elements and the war would come to an end sooner than they had hoped.
Fate and hope were fickle masters who had long since teamed up against her.
He attacked one of her closest friends and she knew it just wasn’t meant to be. The changes she’d seen hadn’t been enough. They had been enemies in the past. They were enemies right now. And they would be enemies in the future. There was no escaping it.
She shouted at him, demanding an answer for what she had thought, hoped, had changed. His response was less than telling, and the time for talk was long over. This was a fight for the future. A fight for one of the last major cities outside of military control, and even though they gave it their all…
They lost…
Her friend had fallen. They were surrounded. It was over. Even after they made their escape thanks to help from their enemies’ uncle, things had never looked bleaker. Their situation had only gotten worse, and their only hope was barely alive. The feelings of remorse and companionship –thought short lived- she had felt with the prince were gone, and now only bitter resentment remained.
There was nothing to be gained from hopeful wishing. There was nothing that hope could give. She would have to take control of everything herself. She was everything except ready, but that wasn’t going to stop her. She was a master. She would figure out something…
In the end, she was glad she didn’t.
They had been found and released by their respective friend and relative. They went up the tunnel and she couldn’t help but look back at him, to see his face downcast and unlike anything she’d seen before. She thought ‘Maybe’, but still left him with his Uncle. It was then that they were attacked, but this time, she felt sure they could win. It had been months of hard travel, of fighting, surviving, training, and moving. She was a master, and her opponent, this girl, couldn’t beat then both. They had three elements on her side, and she had just the one.
They would settle this once and for all.
But then the fireblast hit, and she looked over at the disturbance. Him. For the one moment, she had thought it might be the time. That they would have the four elements and the war would come to an end sooner than they had hoped.
Fate and hope were fickle masters who had long since teamed up against her.
He attacked one of her closest friends and she knew it just wasn’t meant to be. The changes she’d seen hadn’t been enough. They had been enemies in the past. They were enemies right now. And they would be enemies in the future. There was no escaping it.
She shouted at him, demanding an answer for what she had thought, hoped, had changed. His response was less than telling, and the time for talk was long over. This was a fight for the future. A fight for one of the last major cities outside of military control, and even though they gave it their all…
They lost…
Her friend had fallen. They were surrounded. It was over. Even after they made their escape thanks to help from their enemies’ uncle, things had never looked bleaker. Their situation had only gotten worse, and their only hope was barely alive. The feelings of remorse and companionship –thought short lived- she had felt with the prince were gone, and now only bitter resentment remained.
There was nothing to be gained from hopeful wishing. There was nothing that hope could give. She would have to take control of everything herself. She was everything except ready, but that wasn’t going to stop her. She was a master. She would figure out something…
