[February 1st] [Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds] Reviving
Title: Reviving
Day/Prompt: February 1st - A Face in the Crowd
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds
Character/Pairing: Kalin Kessler, Luna
Rating/Warning(s): G
By Lucky_Ladybug
"Hello? Kalin, are you okay?"
Kalin. . . .
It was strange to hear himself called again. No one had cared who he was or how he was doing when he had wandered through the darkness of the Netherworld, a nameless face in the crowd, a lost soul fallen too soon but by his own actions. He had kept to himself, lost in the memories and pain of the past, until he had found Carly Carmine-shaking and afraid, but trying to be brave. He had talked to her briefly, but she hadn't known what to make of him. As well she wouldn't; she had never wanted to be a Dark Signer, but he had willingly given himself over to the darkness. It hadn't seemed fair for Carly to be trapped in Hell, but it was no less than Kalin had expected for himself. Yusei had finally broken through the darkness in Kalin's heart at the end, and once left to himself in the Netherworld, he had become more and more horrified by himself and his actions. He had sunk into the darkness years before the Dark Signers had ever come calling. This fate, this afterlife, was all he deserved now.
Only . . . somehow . . . the darkness was gone. It wasn't engulfing and consuming him any more. Not physically. Now he felt warmth on his face and a child calling his name. He was alive. . . .
Slowly he opened his eyes. The little girl Luna, another Signer, was bending over him and looking honestly concerned. He was laying on the sidewalk on some unknown street in New Domino City as the sun bore down on him from above.
He sat up, sweeping the light-blue hair out of his eyes. "I . . . what happened to me?" he rasped.
Luna beamed. "You're okay! Greigor said that the Goodwin brothers sacrificed themselves so that you and the other Dark Signers could live again!"
"I . . ." Kalin didn't know what to make of that. Did he deserve to live? How could he, after all the pain and horror he had heaped upon Yusei and his other former friends and the entire city where he had used to live? He had planned to sacrifice all of Satellite to the shadows, and the rest of the world would have followed. And for what? To get revenge for something that had ended up not even having happened? Even if the darkness had consumed him and controlled his body, he couldn't not consider himself responsible.
". . . Is Yusei alright?" he asked. "And Jack and Crow?"
Luna's expression faltered. "I hope so. . . . They're not here. But . . . they're surely okay. . . ."
Kalin grabbed the top of a table at the outdoor cafe he was lying in front of and pulled himself up. "I . . . I have to go. . . ." He couldn't stay here. . . . Not after what he had done. . . . He had to get away, to think, to try to figure out what to do with himself now. And he had to go far, far away from here. Nothing else would be right.
Luna frowned, disappointed. "Why?"
"Are you going to look for Yusei?!" Luna's twin brother Leo suddenly piped up as he peeked from around her.
Kalin stiffened. That was the last thing he planned to do. He couldn't encounter Yusei. Not after what he had done.
"No," he said.
"He'll be worried about you!" Luna insisted. "Will you at least write?! You could write to me if you don't know Yusei's address! I'll give you mine!" She quickly scrawled it down on a napkin and held it out.
Kalin stared at her. "I . . . alright," he said at last, and took it. Anything to get away. This sweetness, this friendliness . . . he didn't deserve it. It only made him feel worse since he knew he shouldn't have it. He turned away and started to walk in the opposite direction.
"Goodbye, Kalin!" Luna called after him. "I'll tell Yusei you're okay!"
Okay . . . he was the farthest thing from okay. The darkness had left him physically, but it was still inside him, squeezing his heart, settling in his stomach. It felt like a bottomless pit. He would never be okay. Never again. Not after what he had done.
He slipped into the increasing throngs of people. Just as in the Netherworld, no one noticed him or cared. He was once again a nameless face in the crowd, and that was how he would have to stay.
Day/Prompt: February 1st - A Face in the Crowd
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds
Character/Pairing: Kalin Kessler, Luna
Rating/Warning(s): G
By Lucky_Ladybug
"Hello? Kalin, are you okay?"
Kalin. . . .
It was strange to hear himself called again. No one had cared who he was or how he was doing when he had wandered through the darkness of the Netherworld, a nameless face in the crowd, a lost soul fallen too soon but by his own actions. He had kept to himself, lost in the memories and pain of the past, until he had found Carly Carmine-shaking and afraid, but trying to be brave. He had talked to her briefly, but she hadn't known what to make of him. As well she wouldn't; she had never wanted to be a Dark Signer, but he had willingly given himself over to the darkness. It hadn't seemed fair for Carly to be trapped in Hell, but it was no less than Kalin had expected for himself. Yusei had finally broken through the darkness in Kalin's heart at the end, and once left to himself in the Netherworld, he had become more and more horrified by himself and his actions. He had sunk into the darkness years before the Dark Signers had ever come calling. This fate, this afterlife, was all he deserved now.
Only . . . somehow . . . the darkness was gone. It wasn't engulfing and consuming him any more. Not physically. Now he felt warmth on his face and a child calling his name. He was alive. . . .
Slowly he opened his eyes. The little girl Luna, another Signer, was bending over him and looking honestly concerned. He was laying on the sidewalk on some unknown street in New Domino City as the sun bore down on him from above.
He sat up, sweeping the light-blue hair out of his eyes. "I . . . what happened to me?" he rasped.
Luna beamed. "You're okay! Greigor said that the Goodwin brothers sacrificed themselves so that you and the other Dark Signers could live again!"
"I . . ." Kalin didn't know what to make of that. Did he deserve to live? How could he, after all the pain and horror he had heaped upon Yusei and his other former friends and the entire city where he had used to live? He had planned to sacrifice all of Satellite to the shadows, and the rest of the world would have followed. And for what? To get revenge for something that had ended up not even having happened? Even if the darkness had consumed him and controlled his body, he couldn't not consider himself responsible.
". . . Is Yusei alright?" he asked. "And Jack and Crow?"
Luna's expression faltered. "I hope so. . . . They're not here. But . . . they're surely okay. . . ."
Kalin grabbed the top of a table at the outdoor cafe he was lying in front of and pulled himself up. "I . . . I have to go. . . ." He couldn't stay here. . . . Not after what he had done. . . . He had to get away, to think, to try to figure out what to do with himself now. And he had to go far, far away from here. Nothing else would be right.
Luna frowned, disappointed. "Why?"
"Are you going to look for Yusei?!" Luna's twin brother Leo suddenly piped up as he peeked from around her.
Kalin stiffened. That was the last thing he planned to do. He couldn't encounter Yusei. Not after what he had done.
"No," he said.
"He'll be worried about you!" Luna insisted. "Will you at least write?! You could write to me if you don't know Yusei's address! I'll give you mine!" She quickly scrawled it down on a napkin and held it out.
Kalin stared at her. "I . . . alright," he said at last, and took it. Anything to get away. This sweetness, this friendliness . . . he didn't deserve it. It only made him feel worse since he knew he shouldn't have it. He turned away and started to walk in the opposite direction.
"Goodbye, Kalin!" Luna called after him. "I'll tell Yusei you're okay!"
Okay . . . he was the farthest thing from okay. The darkness had left him physically, but it was still inside him, squeezing his heart, settling in his stomach. It felt like a bottomless pit. He would never be okay. Never again. Not after what he had done.
He slipped into the increasing throngs of people. Just as in the Netherworld, no one noticed him or cared. He was once again a nameless face in the crowd, and that was how he would have to stay.