100 Ben/Gwen Fic Challenge: #???
Title: Untitled
Fandom: Ben 10
Characters: Gwendolyn Tennyson & Benjamin Tennyson
Prompt: Can't decide. Broken, Light, Dark, Shade, Heart, Fixed will be used in a link of fics.
Word Count: 600
Rating: T Strong Language Warning
Summary: A rift in Ben and Gwen's views start breaking up a bond that so surprisingly seems fragile.
Author's Notes: Older Ben and Gwen here. This, I think is between Ben 10,000 and Ken 10. This is angsty and dark. I don't want to give too much spoilers out for this. And will come in pieces as I get my thoughts and ideas straight. So yes... multi-shot thingy ((eek!)).
They stood in the rain, and she refused to look down no matter how daring his eyes were. She was not going to let him make her feel bad, dammit. She gritted her teeth and lifted her chin defiantly at him.
“Dammit, Gwen, how could you? How could you?!” He ran his fingers through his hair, he paced and when he glared back at her with all the righteousness he thought he had, she refused to look away from those accusing eyes.
“How could I do what, Benjamin?” His voice was heated and high even for him, her voice was low and cool. A lot happened to her, and emotions she contained were carefully locked away. Unlike her cousin, there was a high cost for her to have emotions run rampant like that.
“You promised you would never go where I couldn't follow. You promised.” He repeated it and there was something dark behind his eyes something more than just a broken promise they made to each other in their grandfather's RV when they were ten.
“I don't know what you mean.” Her eyes grew cold, she crossed her arms under her chest and hugged on tightly to herself.
“You killed that man, Gwen. For money.” She flinched. She couldn't help that. “That makes you...” His voice sounded strangled, as if he couldn't speak.
“He was a bad man. Name something you describe as evil and that man either did it or his money supported it. It makes me what, Ben?” She dared him to say it.
“A fucking assassin.”
She blinked. It was rare to hear him swear. It was the first time she ever had to hear that harshness in his voice, directed towards her. No matter how much she annoyed him, no matter how much they did fight there was never that disdain she could detect right now.
“So what are you going to do? Are you going to hand me over to the authorities or just throw my ass into the Null Void?”
His eyes lost most of their fire and will and suddenly he no longer looked the part of the hero knowing where he stood on what issues. He looked boyishly lost, and it made her heart break to see the uncertainty he held for trying to decide what exactly should be done to her.
“I don't know.” He said it so quietly she could barely hear it.
She shivered slightly. “Decide quickly are or we just going to stand here and catch our deaths from cold?”
He laughed and it sounded bitter. “Go, Gwendolyn. I can't follow you. And it's obvious I've lost you.”
It's hard to lose someone when you let them go. Gwen bitterly thought but bit her tongue. When she learned magic, she learned there were shadows in just about anywhere where light could be found. Even in the heart of a hero... or a hero's cousin. She accepted that fact, but Ben was always someone who lived in his own world with his own rules. She could almost envy that. Almost.
“Doofus...” She wanted it to come out as a scoff but it came out too soft, too close to a term of endearment it could be between them. He turned his back on her, his head held in defeat. She sighed and nodded to herself, raising her arms and taking flight.
She went into the darkness and into the shadows. Pain stabbed her heart and warm tears burned her cool face as she realized it was the one most wrapped in light in her life rejected her now.
Fandom: Ben 10
Characters: Gwendolyn Tennyson & Benjamin Tennyson
Prompt: Can't decide. Broken, Light, Dark, Shade, Heart, Fixed will be used in a link of fics.
Word Count: 600
Rating: T Strong Language Warning
Summary: A rift in Ben and Gwen's views start breaking up a bond that so surprisingly seems fragile.
Author's Notes: Older Ben and Gwen here. This, I think is between Ben 10,000 and Ken 10. This is angsty and dark. I don't want to give too much spoilers out for this. And will come in pieces as I get my thoughts and ideas straight. So yes... multi-shot thingy ((eek!)).
They stood in the rain, and she refused to look down no matter how daring his eyes were. She was not going to let him make her feel bad, dammit. She gritted her teeth and lifted her chin defiantly at him.
“Dammit, Gwen, how could you? How could you?!” He ran his fingers through his hair, he paced and when he glared back at her with all the righteousness he thought he had, she refused to look away from those accusing eyes.
“How could I do what, Benjamin?” His voice was heated and high even for him, her voice was low and cool. A lot happened to her, and emotions she contained were carefully locked away. Unlike her cousin, there was a high cost for her to have emotions run rampant like that.
“You promised you would never go where I couldn't follow. You promised.” He repeated it and there was something dark behind his eyes something more than just a broken promise they made to each other in their grandfather's RV when they were ten.
“I don't know what you mean.” Her eyes grew cold, she crossed her arms under her chest and hugged on tightly to herself.
“You killed that man, Gwen. For money.” She flinched. She couldn't help that. “That makes you...” His voice sounded strangled, as if he couldn't speak.
“He was a bad man. Name something you describe as evil and that man either did it or his money supported it. It makes me what, Ben?” She dared him to say it.
“A fucking assassin.”
She blinked. It was rare to hear him swear. It was the first time she ever had to hear that harshness in his voice, directed towards her. No matter how much she annoyed him, no matter how much they did fight there was never that disdain she could detect right now.
“So what are you going to do? Are you going to hand me over to the authorities or just throw my ass into the Null Void?”
His eyes lost most of their fire and will and suddenly he no longer looked the part of the hero knowing where he stood on what issues. He looked boyishly lost, and it made her heart break to see the uncertainty he held for trying to decide what exactly should be done to her.
“I don't know.” He said it so quietly she could barely hear it.
She shivered slightly. “Decide quickly are or we just going to stand here and catch our deaths from cold?”
He laughed and it sounded bitter. “Go, Gwendolyn. I can't follow you. And it's obvious I've lost you.”
It's hard to lose someone when you let them go. Gwen bitterly thought but bit her tongue. When she learned magic, she learned there were shadows in just about anywhere where light could be found. Even in the heart of a hero... or a hero's cousin. She accepted that fact, but Ben was always someone who lived in his own world with his own rules. She could almost envy that. Almost.
“Doofus...” She wanted it to come out as a scoff but it came out too soft, too close to a term of endearment it could be between them. He turned his back on her, his head held in defeat. She sighed and nodded to herself, raising her arms and taking flight.
She went into the darkness and into the shadows. Pain stabbed her heart and warm tears burned her cool face as she realized it was the one most wrapped in light in her life rejected her now.