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"You're weak, Mel. You're weak, and you can never protect them. Everything you love will be broken, shattered -- they will die screaming, because you cannot protect them."
She knows it's true, that's the worst part. She can't fight lurks. She can't fight Harth. And every blow he lands reminds her of that. There's nothing she can do to stop him from killing every last one of them. Starting with him.
Mel's breath catches with every kick, every punch, every time any part of himm comes incontact with her. Over, and over again until even her skeleton can't withstand the strain and she begins to hear the cracks as bones give way.
"This would be easier, if you'd just lay down and DIE, Mel. Why are you fighting it? Do you really think you can stop me?"
Her body jerks under the hail, which never seems to let up, just keeps coming, until one sudden sob catches in her throat hard enough to drag her suddenly out of memory into the sweat-soaked blankets of Zuko's bed.
She knows it's true, that's the worst part. She can't fight lurks. She can't fight Harth. And every blow he lands reminds her of that. There's nothing she can do to stop him from killing every last one of them. Starting with him.
Mel's breath catches with every kick, every punch, every time any part of himm comes incontact with her. Over, and over again until even her skeleton can't withstand the strain and she begins to hear the cracks as bones give way.
"This would be easier, if you'd just lay down and DIE, Mel. Why are you fighting it? Do you really think you can stop me?"
Her body jerks under the hail, which never seems to let up, just keeps coming, until one sudden sob catches in her throat hard enough to drag her suddenly out of memory into the sweat-soaked blankets of Zuko's bed.