The Prison Within - Adam/Elle (Adam POV)- Chapter 1 (1/?)
Title: The Prison Within
Author: force-oblique
Rating: G,kinda sad,probably AU?
Table/Prompt: Table #7,"helpless"
Disclaimer: I dont own anything! :P
Characters/Pairings: Adam/Elle - mention of other characters , Adam's POV
Word Count: In progress... It will probably consist of 3 or 4 parts depending on my muse and free time! :P
Summary: Adam's reflection on his years of imprisonment and how Elle changed that.
Author's Notes:I wrote this too, in the middle of the night…so excuse the crappiness!
I'm not sure if I should continue so any feedback will help!
Crossposted at my personal lj@force-oblique, heroes15,heroes-fic
The Prison Within - Chapter One
I had already been inside my prison for fourteen years when I saw her.
Her blonde hair framing the cutest face I’ve seen, with the brightest blue eyes one could ever imagine.
She couldn’t have been more than eight or nine years old, but already you could tell she wasn’t just different, she was special.
I remember her smiling at me as Bob was holding her by the hand. Leading her past my cell and through the corridor that ended up in a room, I knew all too well.
The “examination” room.
I remember I had already given up on hoping something would change in my life.
Having spent fourteen years inside that cage, I didn’t think anyone would come to my aid.
But she momentarily let go of Bob and stood behind the glass wall that separated us.
She looked at me intensely, wordlessly, yet I think we understood each other.
I leaned down to her eye-level and after looking at me for a few more moments she just touched the glass in front of my face as if caressing my cheek and smiled sheepishly.
I think I fell in love with her and her spirit that very moment.
Bob eyed me suspiciously and took a hold of her by the hand again.
How I hated his face. His smile, so hateful- even if rarely seen - still, was not as hateful as the way he grinned when he knew he had gotten his way with me.
He had won. He had locked me in there for fourteen years and I couldn’t do anything about it!
I felt so helpless, I hated myself.
I hated myself for being so trusting of him, so gullible, so week, so feeble, despite the fact that I had been around for centuries before him.
Well, this is what you get when you put your trust on people. They are bound to betray you, to deceive you, to manipulate and use you however they see fit.
They are bound to get inside of you and eat you out. Devour you, burn you up; until there is nothing left but a soulless body, a shadow of the person you once were.
I had loved once. Yaeko. Deeply, completely. And it had given me a sense of fulfillment. A plenitude I had never thought possible.
And I had a friend once. Hiro. Loyal, reliable…
I would have given my life for him, that is if I could actually die.
But they both cheated on me. She cheated on me with him.
I knew he cared for her. I knew he felt for her but I just thought he would keep to his promise never to cross me, never to hurt me and always to stand by me.
Just like friends do for one another.
Was that really too much to expect? Was it really too naïve of me to believe in her, to believe in him?
He had helped me believe in myself when I was nothing but a worthless drunk with no real life, no purpose and no vision.
He had helped me find my place in the world.
And she had helped me find love, find warmth inside a part of me that I thought wasn’t there anymore.
I would have given everything for them and I believed it was mutual.
With all the wisdom, experience and longevity have gifted me with; I realize now that I have been not only naïve but also stupid to think that anyone could really love me as a friend or a lover.
And that hurt me, that devastated me to my very core, my very essence.
I had believed I had lost everything, that I was nothing again.. And then I saw Elle.
And she “saw” me back!
And that sense of warmth overwhelmed me again, even if it was coming from an eight-year-old, who knew nothing of the world.
I had figured she had some ability. She wouldn’t be there if she didn’t.
I had also figured that that ability of hers must have been something powerful and dangerous, because never in my fourteen years there, had I seen someone so young brought in.
And my heart went out to her.
I knew what the “examination” room was. What it meant, what it could do..
What it did to adults and the thought of a little girl being treated like that, being subjected to that, infuriated me.
All the piercing and the probing, the touching, the mind games and all the tricks to figure out how the power works and what could be done to turn it off, to harness it, to tame it…
It almost felt like domesticating a cat, a kitten to them… But she was a human being!!!
I held my breath waiting for the sounds she would make, not sure if I could take her pain. My heart was beating fast inside my chest, ready to jump out at the sound of her torment.
I was right! I did hear her voice.
She shouted “No”!
But it was a shout.
It wasn’t a scream, even though a lot of screams followed.
But they weren’t hers. They were their screams. They screamed!!!
And then abruptly; the power was cut and everything went black...
And in the darkness, I whispered:
“That’s my girl!”
~ * ~ * ~
End of Chapter One
Comments Found -> Here
Author: force-oblique
Rating: G,kinda sad,probably AU?
Table/Prompt: Table #7,"helpless"
Disclaimer: I dont own anything! :P
Characters/Pairings: Adam/Elle - mention of other characters , Adam's POV
Word Count: In progress... It will probably consist of 3 or 4 parts depending on my muse and free time! :P
Summary: Adam's reflection on his years of imprisonment and how Elle changed that.
Author's Notes:I wrote this too, in the middle of the night…so excuse the crappiness!
I'm not sure if I should continue so any feedback will help!
Crossposted at my personal lj@force-oblique, heroes15,heroes-fic
The Prison Within - Chapter One
I had already been inside my prison for fourteen years when I saw her.
Her blonde hair framing the cutest face I’ve seen, with the brightest blue eyes one could ever imagine.
She couldn’t have been more than eight or nine years old, but already you could tell she wasn’t just different, she was special.
I remember her smiling at me as Bob was holding her by the hand. Leading her past my cell and through the corridor that ended up in a room, I knew all too well.
The “examination” room.
I remember I had already given up on hoping something would change in my life.
Having spent fourteen years inside that cage, I didn’t think anyone would come to my aid.
But she momentarily let go of Bob and stood behind the glass wall that separated us.
She looked at me intensely, wordlessly, yet I think we understood each other.
I leaned down to her eye-level and after looking at me for a few more moments she just touched the glass in front of my face as if caressing my cheek and smiled sheepishly.
I think I fell in love with her and her spirit that very moment.
Bob eyed me suspiciously and took a hold of her by the hand again.
How I hated his face. His smile, so hateful- even if rarely seen - still, was not as hateful as the way he grinned when he knew he had gotten his way with me.
He had won. He had locked me in there for fourteen years and I couldn’t do anything about it!
I felt so helpless, I hated myself.
I hated myself for being so trusting of him, so gullible, so week, so feeble, despite the fact that I had been around for centuries before him.
Well, this is what you get when you put your trust on people. They are bound to betray you, to deceive you, to manipulate and use you however they see fit.
They are bound to get inside of you and eat you out. Devour you, burn you up; until there is nothing left but a soulless body, a shadow of the person you once were.
I had loved once. Yaeko. Deeply, completely. And it had given me a sense of fulfillment. A plenitude I had never thought possible.
And I had a friend once. Hiro. Loyal, reliable…
I would have given my life for him, that is if I could actually die.
But they both cheated on me. She cheated on me with him.
I knew he cared for her. I knew he felt for her but I just thought he would keep to his promise never to cross me, never to hurt me and always to stand by me.
Just like friends do for one another.
Was that really too much to expect? Was it really too naïve of me to believe in her, to believe in him?
He had helped me believe in myself when I was nothing but a worthless drunk with no real life, no purpose and no vision.
He had helped me find my place in the world.
And she had helped me find love, find warmth inside a part of me that I thought wasn’t there anymore.
I would have given everything for them and I believed it was mutual.
With all the wisdom, experience and longevity have gifted me with; I realize now that I have been not only naïve but also stupid to think that anyone could really love me as a friend or a lover.
And that hurt me, that devastated me to my very core, my very essence.
I had believed I had lost everything, that I was nothing again.. And then I saw Elle.
And she “saw” me back!
And that sense of warmth overwhelmed me again, even if it was coming from an eight-year-old, who knew nothing of the world.
I had figured she had some ability. She wouldn’t be there if she didn’t.
I had also figured that that ability of hers must have been something powerful and dangerous, because never in my fourteen years there, had I seen someone so young brought in.
And my heart went out to her.
I knew what the “examination” room was. What it meant, what it could do..
What it did to adults and the thought of a little girl being treated like that, being subjected to that, infuriated me.
All the piercing and the probing, the touching, the mind games and all the tricks to figure out how the power works and what could be done to turn it off, to harness it, to tame it…
It almost felt like domesticating a cat, a kitten to them… But she was a human being!!!
I held my breath waiting for the sounds she would make, not sure if I could take her pain. My heart was beating fast inside my chest, ready to jump out at the sound of her torment.
I was right! I did hear her voice.
She shouted “No”!
But it was a shout.
It wasn’t a scream, even though a lot of screams followed.
But they weren’t hers. They were their screams. They screamed!!!
And then abruptly; the power was cut and everything went black...
And in the darkness, I whispered:
“That’s my girl!”
~ * ~ * ~
End of Chapter One
Comments Found -> Here