30DAYCHALLENGE - day 10
build it up with silver and gold, silver and gold
rating: pg
pairing: sehun-centric, sehun/chen
notes: part of a war au inspired by t-ara's day by day m/v
prompt: 10/30 - silver
sehun is sick of it, this war.
he supposes that he shouldn’t be speaking. he is a capitolist, one of the children of the empire that is seeking to - no, that was wrong. seeking would imply that it hadn’t started yet - take over every citystate, preferably by violent means.
he really shouldn’t be speaking - not only is he a child of the empire, sehun is also the son of one of the military’s commanders. he is an anomaly. should the empire know his true thoughts he would be loathed. but as one of the empire’s own, he is already loathed by the citizens of every citystate the empire aims to raze - or already has - to the ground.
he has hated the war and the empire and everything that brought the war - no, only one thing brought the war: money - ever since his father introduced him to their ultimate weapon. a boy they called chen.
a creation of the hellish empire’s need to destroy.
that isn’t to mean he hates chen. no, not at all. he is simply horrified that the empire would resort to corrupting and destroying the mind of a young boy that could be his age or at least close, in order to have a weapon that no one could best. he remembers the disgust he tasted on his tongue as he listened to his father talk so proudly of the empire’s deeds.
thinking about it, he doesn’t know why he had been so surprised. if the empire had been going about destroying whole citystates, what made him think they would not do this in order to have a weapon mightier than any other? had he hoped that the empire would not be this heartless?
sometimes he sneaks into the chambers that jongdae - not chen, sehun reminds himself, that is the name the empire has given to him. there is no surveillance in the hall or in the suite - he supposes the empire must be so confident in the control they have over their precious weapon that they think it unnecessary. either way it is all good for when the commander’s son wishes to wander.
he knows about the nightmares the young boy has, the voices he hears in his sleep. with a thumb he strokes the line of his sharp cheekbones, relishing the small relief he feels when jongdae relaxes just the least bit in his sleep. sehun hopes that with that small relief, he also comes to know that he has a person on his side.
he watches when chen is brought out into the war zone from his father’s airship. again and again lightning falls from the grey clouds, but he keeps watching. with each strike his hatred grows and grows.
he is sick of this war, of this desire the empire has to destroy everything it can reach. calling it a war is giving it too much credit - a war would imply that the other side has a chance. the empire knows the might of its power and continues to destroy. this destruction serves no purpose but to entertain pompous overlords who have nothing left to give them pleasure but the pain and suffering of others.
indeed, it is a war built on with silver and gold.
rating: pg
pairing: sehun-centric, sehun/chen
notes: part of a war au inspired by t-ara's day by day m/v
prompt: 10/30 - silver
sehun is sick of it, this war.
he supposes that he shouldn’t be speaking. he is a capitolist, one of the children of the empire that is seeking to - no, that was wrong. seeking would imply that it hadn’t started yet - take over every citystate, preferably by violent means.
he really shouldn’t be speaking - not only is he a child of the empire, sehun is also the son of one of the military’s commanders. he is an anomaly. should the empire know his true thoughts he would be loathed. but as one of the empire’s own, he is already loathed by the citizens of every citystate the empire aims to raze - or already has - to the ground.
he has hated the war and the empire and everything that brought the war - no, only one thing brought the war: money - ever since his father introduced him to their ultimate weapon. a boy they called chen.
a creation of the hellish empire’s need to destroy.
that isn’t to mean he hates chen. no, not at all. he is simply horrified that the empire would resort to corrupting and destroying the mind of a young boy that could be his age or at least close, in order to have a weapon that no one could best. he remembers the disgust he tasted on his tongue as he listened to his father talk so proudly of the empire’s deeds.
thinking about it, he doesn’t know why he had been so surprised. if the empire had been going about destroying whole citystates, what made him think they would not do this in order to have a weapon mightier than any other? had he hoped that the empire would not be this heartless?
sometimes he sneaks into the chambers that jongdae - not chen, sehun reminds himself, that is the name the empire has given to him. there is no surveillance in the hall or in the suite - he supposes the empire must be so confident in the control they have over their precious weapon that they think it unnecessary. either way it is all good for when the commander’s son wishes to wander.
he knows about the nightmares the young boy has, the voices he hears in his sleep. with a thumb he strokes the line of his sharp cheekbones, relishing the small relief he feels when jongdae relaxes just the least bit in his sleep. sehun hopes that with that small relief, he also comes to know that he has a person on his side.
he watches when chen is brought out into the war zone from his father’s airship. again and again lightning falls from the grey clouds, but he keeps watching. with each strike his hatred grows and grows.
he is sick of this war, of this desire the empire has to destroy everything it can reach. calling it a war is giving it too much credit - a war would imply that the other side has a chance. the empire knows the might of its power and continues to destroy. this destruction serves no purpose but to entertain pompous overlords who have nothing left to give them pleasure but the pain and suffering of others.
indeed, it is a war built on with silver and gold.