{Synchronicity} "it's only real when you're not around"
Title: "it's only real when you're not around"
Fandom: Storm Hawks
Theme/Prompt 4. lost scene, 64damn_prompts
Characters/Pairings: light Dark Ace/Aerrow
Rating: K
A/N: wanted to try DA's POV. Sort of. D:
The boy was nothing like his father.
No matter the countless comparisons between them, it made absolutely no sense in the Dark Ace’s mind. Physically, he had his father’s hair and eyes, yes, but if you looked at his features - really looked - it was clear that was where the similarities ended. Much more like his mother really, with the feminine curve of his jaw, the milky white skin and the heavy dark lashes. Clearly more graceful in battle, with his carefully initiated flips and twirls, always - always - landing on his feet essentially unscathed, a dazzling smile ready for anyone.
But most importantly, Aerrow was psychologically so much stronger, which fascinated the man the most, the way he never crumbled or caved to anything tossed in his path. He’d just get right up again. Never breaking spirit - God how he wanted to break that boy, over and over, till he was left with just the pieces, placing them back together however he liked. Aerrow’s will may be like iron, but his heart is like glass, and the Dark Ace is going to enjoy exploiting it.
Yes, the boy was nothing like his father.
If he had been, the Dark Ace would never have wanted him just as much as he did.
Fandom: Storm Hawks
Theme/Prompt 4. lost scene, 64damn_prompts
Characters/Pairings: light Dark Ace/Aerrow
Rating: K
A/N: wanted to try DA's POV. Sort of. D:
The boy was nothing like his father.
No matter the countless comparisons between them, it made absolutely no sense in the Dark Ace’s mind. Physically, he had his father’s hair and eyes, yes, but if you looked at his features - really looked - it was clear that was where the similarities ended. Much more like his mother really, with the feminine curve of his jaw, the milky white skin and the heavy dark lashes. Clearly more graceful in battle, with his carefully initiated flips and twirls, always - always - landing on his feet essentially unscathed, a dazzling smile ready for anyone.
But most importantly, Aerrow was psychologically so much stronger, which fascinated the man the most, the way he never crumbled or caved to anything tossed in his path. He’d just get right up again. Never breaking spirit - God how he wanted to break that boy, over and over, till he was left with just the pieces, placing them back together however he liked. Aerrow’s will may be like iron, but his heart is like glass, and the Dark Ace is going to enjoy exploiting it.
Yes, the boy was nothing like his father.
If he had been, the Dark Ace would never have wanted him just as much as he did.