Fic: Chasing the Wind - 12. Double VIsion
A/N: As an effort to kick start myself, the following series will be again using twenty-five unrelated prompts from the livejournal community 5sentence_fics. Any and all comments and criticisms are much appreciated.
Additionally the following is meant as a continuation to The Separation, and brought to you by the fact that a certain someone (rattyjol) mentioned to me that there is not nearly enough Jake and Rachel centered gen-fic. While this is kind of a pale substitution for what I think this person was looking for, I hope they enjoy it anyways.
12. Double Vision
Two for the price of one, both halves of a whole, opposite sides of the same coin- they, well, she was every cliché about having twice something but double the pleasure equals twice the fun and two heads are better than one.
Marco had been joking earlier when he had quipped that there now had been one of her for him and one for Tobias, and her darker half hadn’t been completely wrong about there now being one of them to keep up the public façade twenty-four seven while the other could now fight the war all hours of the day without being tethered to family, homework or any other social obligation.
She knew Cassie had connected almost as little to her ‘good’ self as she had been happy to meet the ‘bad’ one (but that may have more to do with herself as a whole than her pieces parts), Ax had been bothered by the unnaturalness of what had happened, Marco was smart enough not to trust either of her even when one of her wasn’t trying to kill him and Tobias… The winds shifted and Rachel watched her not quite boyfriend take a sudden dive though the thermals above the parking deck beneath that swung him from far above her eagle morph’s left in a well played swoop dozens of feet below her to the right- Tobias hadn’t shied away from recognizing that her separated identities existed when Erik had put her back together earlier but he hadn’t been all too keen to discuss the topic since they had left the others either.
Then there was their fearless leader, her serious cousin she’d known her whole life; Jake had been able to work her to his will even at her weakest using the underlying steel rod of authority he normally cloaked in both denial and his identity of the unassuming younger son who didn’t follow through on the aspirations of seizing the spotlight- she wonders if some small part of him wishes she had divided better, smoother, saner so that he could have had an extra warrior in his arsenal no family would ever know to miss after their inevitable passing.
Additionally the following is meant as a continuation to The Separation, and brought to you by the fact that a certain someone (rattyjol) mentioned to me that there is not nearly enough Jake and Rachel centered gen-fic. While this is kind of a pale substitution for what I think this person was looking for, I hope they enjoy it anyways.
12. Double Vision
Two for the price of one, both halves of a whole, opposite sides of the same coin- they, well, she was every cliché about having twice something but double the pleasure equals twice the fun and two heads are better than one.
Marco had been joking earlier when he had quipped that there now had been one of her for him and one for Tobias, and her darker half hadn’t been completely wrong about there now being one of them to keep up the public façade twenty-four seven while the other could now fight the war all hours of the day without being tethered to family, homework or any other social obligation.
She knew Cassie had connected almost as little to her ‘good’ self as she had been happy to meet the ‘bad’ one (but that may have more to do with herself as a whole than her pieces parts), Ax had been bothered by the unnaturalness of what had happened, Marco was smart enough not to trust either of her even when one of her wasn’t trying to kill him and Tobias… The winds shifted and Rachel watched her not quite boyfriend take a sudden dive though the thermals above the parking deck beneath that swung him from far above her eagle morph’s left in a well played swoop dozens of feet below her to the right- Tobias hadn’t shied away from recognizing that her separated identities existed when Erik had put her back together earlier but he hadn’t been all too keen to discuss the topic since they had left the others either.
Then there was their fearless leader, her serious cousin she’d known her whole life; Jake had been able to work her to his will even at her weakest using the underlying steel rod of authority he normally cloaked in both denial and his identity of the unassuming younger son who didn’t follow through on the aspirations of seizing the spotlight- she wonders if some small part of him wishes she had divided better, smoother, saner so that he could have had an extra warrior in his arsenal no family would ever know to miss after their inevitable passing.