Fools and Dreamers (454. Dream the impossible)
Title: Fools and Dreamers.
Author/Artist: GypsiiSummer
Rating: PG
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII
Pairing/s: Fang/Lightning
500Theme: 454. Dream the impossible.
Words: 587
Genre/s: Angst
Warnings: Miner Spoilers for the game.
Worksafe: Yes
Summary: Fang struggles with what must be done to protect the fools and dreamers around her.
Disclaimer: FFXIII is property of Square Enix. I own nothing but my ideas and applications to fandom. Just writing for fun, no profit!
Fools and dreamers; all of them.
Each slept peacefully as she dutifully kept watch over them. In her mind, they were her charges. She had to protect them, because they were foolishly not protecting themselves. Certainly, they could each fight and did so on a daily basis. But it would never be enough. They couldn't outrun their fate.
Holding back the heartache, she rested her back against the tree and turned her gaze to Cocoon. It dared to float there, beautiful as it illuminated itself in the darkness. Gran Pulse never lacked a moon as long as Cocoon hung in the sky.
However it looked, it could only bring her misery. A reminder of a fate she was dreading. Perhaps she was afraid. Perhaps her views had changed. Perhaps she wished things could be different.
But that was foolish. Things couldn't be different. If they didn't complete their focus her comrades- her family- would turn Cieth and the Fal'cie would choose someone else to do it. All while she watched, helpless.
She choked back the tears that were threatening to fall. She hadn't cried since she was a child. Even then, it was rare. She couldn't cry; she had to be strong. She always had to be strong. She had to protect her family.
"Fang?"
Her breath caught, too proud to allow Lightning to hear the telltale rattle in her chest. Lightning moved to settle next to her. She didn't move; didn't pull her gaze from her companions cursed world.
Lightning was patient though; surprisingly so. No, not surprising. The woman was patient in the moments she was allowed the luxury, though those moments were all too few.
She drew in a breath, careful to remain steady. "It's all going to end soon."
Lightning nodded slowly; morosely. "One way or another."
"There is only one way." The statement was quite, though filled with bitterness.
"We'll find a way-" She cut off as Fang abruptly turned to her.
"Find a way? You'll only find a way to go Cieth." It slipped out, angry. She tore her gaze back to the cracked sphere. Lightning remained quiet, waiting. "I can't.." She choked on that sob, too stubborn to fade. "I can't watch that." She shook her head, tears blazing unfamiliar trails down her cheeks. "I won't."
She turned to Lightning again, hands easily finding their way to the zipper of her sweater. Lightning didn't protest as she pulled it down enough to bare her brand. Gingerly, she trailed her fingertips over the heated flesh. She could feel the power pulsing behind it. "Almost done." She mumbled, shaking her head again as if trying to rid herself of some horrible nightmare.
Her eyes shifted, locking with her silent companion. "I'll protect you." She sobered, pushing the tears away as she found something to focus on. "I'll protect you all."
"Fang-"
"No. I can't stand by and watch it. I won't." She released her and sat back against the tree again, staring at her hands numbly. "I can't watch Vanille turn. I can't watch you turn. Don't ask me to." She clenched a fist, fighting an invisible battle of wills. "I'm not strong enough for that."
Lightning's hand was warm against her chilled arm as her light touch slid down to take her hand. "Just give us the chance."
"It's impossible."
"Maybe." Light sighed softly, shifting her body to sit before her. She leaned in, resting her forehead gently against hers. "Maybe it's an impossible dream. But you can't blame the dreamer."
Author/Artist: GypsiiSummer
Rating: PG
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII
Pairing/s: Fang/Lightning
500Theme: 454. Dream the impossible.
Words: 587
Genre/s: Angst
Warnings: Miner Spoilers for the game.
Worksafe: Yes
Summary: Fang struggles with what must be done to protect the fools and dreamers around her.
Disclaimer: FFXIII is property of Square Enix. I own nothing but my ideas and applications to fandom. Just writing for fun, no profit!
Fools and dreamers; all of them.
Each slept peacefully as she dutifully kept watch over them. In her mind, they were her charges. She had to protect them, because they were foolishly not protecting themselves. Certainly, they could each fight and did so on a daily basis. But it would never be enough. They couldn't outrun their fate.
Holding back the heartache, she rested her back against the tree and turned her gaze to Cocoon. It dared to float there, beautiful as it illuminated itself in the darkness. Gran Pulse never lacked a moon as long as Cocoon hung in the sky.
However it looked, it could only bring her misery. A reminder of a fate she was dreading. Perhaps she was afraid. Perhaps her views had changed. Perhaps she wished things could be different.
But that was foolish. Things couldn't be different. If they didn't complete their focus her comrades- her family- would turn Cieth and the Fal'cie would choose someone else to do it. All while she watched, helpless.
She choked back the tears that were threatening to fall. She hadn't cried since she was a child. Even then, it was rare. She couldn't cry; she had to be strong. She always had to be strong. She had to protect her family.
"Fang?"
Her breath caught, too proud to allow Lightning to hear the telltale rattle in her chest. Lightning moved to settle next to her. She didn't move; didn't pull her gaze from her companions cursed world.
Lightning was patient though; surprisingly so. No, not surprising. The woman was patient in the moments she was allowed the luxury, though those moments were all too few.
She drew in a breath, careful to remain steady. "It's all going to end soon."
Lightning nodded slowly; morosely. "One way or another."
"There is only one way." The statement was quite, though filled with bitterness.
"We'll find a way-" She cut off as Fang abruptly turned to her.
"Find a way? You'll only find a way to go Cieth." It slipped out, angry. She tore her gaze back to the cracked sphere. Lightning remained quiet, waiting. "I can't.." She choked on that sob, too stubborn to fade. "I can't watch that." She shook her head, tears blazing unfamiliar trails down her cheeks. "I won't."
She turned to Lightning again, hands easily finding their way to the zipper of her sweater. Lightning didn't protest as she pulled it down enough to bare her brand. Gingerly, she trailed her fingertips over the heated flesh. She could feel the power pulsing behind it. "Almost done." She mumbled, shaking her head again as if trying to rid herself of some horrible nightmare.
Her eyes shifted, locking with her silent companion. "I'll protect you." She sobered, pushing the tears away as she found something to focus on. "I'll protect you all."
"Fang-"
"No. I can't stand by and watch it. I won't." She released her and sat back against the tree again, staring at her hands numbly. "I can't watch Vanille turn. I can't watch you turn. Don't ask me to." She clenched a fist, fighting an invisible battle of wills. "I'm not strong enough for that."
Lightning's hand was warm against her chilled arm as her light touch slid down to take her hand. "Just give us the chance."
"It's impossible."
"Maybe." Light sighed softly, shifting her body to sit before her. She leaned in, resting her forehead gently against hers. "Maybe it's an impossible dream. But you can't blame the dreamer."