Prompt Post - Part Nine [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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This begins from fem!Kaldur's mother's perspective but fem!Kaldur will show up pretty quickly. It will involve some adult themes and a few possible triggers (abuse, violence etc.), all listed at the beginning of the story and will be listed at the beginning of each chapter.
I've posted it on FF.net for ease of reading/posting as it's pretty large and promises to be growing. It's called 'Maelstrom' and is under my name of 'Right2Left'...see URL (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8049441/1/Maelstrom).
Here's a snippet from the beginning! (Warning: contains mentions of abuse, discrimination and violence; minor coarse language)
Miami, Florida : January 3, 1994 - 22:47 EDT
"David."
Nothing.
"David. David listen to me," I grab the 20-year-old's shoulder, using my superior strength to stop him in his tracks. He turns and, as expected, glares at me. I glare right back and tighten my grip on his shoulder, "Just because you do not agree with what some of the people have done does not mean that the entire group is bad and discriminatory."
I learned that from the few people who weren't suspicious in Atlantis.
"You're actually defending them?" David's expression turns incredulous and he shoves my hand off his shoulder. "You're defending your parents even though they hated you from the moment you were born just because of the colour of your hair?"
My eyes widen instantly then just as quickly narrow, "I am not defending my parents. I am not even defending yours."
His eyes narrow at the mention of his parents. The ones who could never deal with his autism. The ones who left him to his own devices, which, ultimately, led to his trip to Hell.
"I am defending the people who have not and will not hurt us because of things we cannot control," I finish, wary as I instinctively watch for the familiar movement signalling an incoming hit.
"You're an idiot then," he snaps, his hands clenching but not moving from his sides. "There isn't anyone where I come from who hasn't looked at me like I was some sort of freak and there's no one from Atlantis who hasn't looked at you as if you're some sort of freak."
I flinch at the reminder and the clear fact that he believed he knew everything about my time in Atlantis. He knew bits and pieces. He didn't know everything. No one did.
I flinch as his hands rest on my shoulder and squeeze in what I'm certain is meant to be a reassuring gesture but is the exact opposite, "Are you with me Sha'lain'a?"
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Continues here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8049441/1/Maelstrom
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