[chosen]

Nov. 28th, 2005 11:06 am
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Title: [chosen]
Challenge: [44]: Favorite
Words: 324 (apologies! but i couldn't cut it down further ..)
Characters: ... er. XIII Order? Vexen, Superior, others.
Spoiler warnings: References the background of Chain of Memories. Also, an unnamed cameo for one of the new characters in KHII.
Notes: Even in the most empty of hearts, there can be hurt, and envy ...



[chosen]


:: do you question my decision? ::


The words are soft, silent, mere shivers in their hollow hearts; and they react almost as one, bowing hooded heads low in fearful denial.

But neither are they accepting of this fate –

And one steps forward, wild raven-wing locks whipping madly;
though his wind-keen lances are hidden in soul’s-void, not daring to challenge his master with their presence.


“My lord, but why?
“He’s untested, craven; there is a rot to him – “


:: as of a rotting flower, yes. ::
:: the blossom-prince will serve me well. ::

:: do not question me again. ::



The lancer steps back again, head bowed low, his soul-winds stilled.
And there are no more questions.

A soft whisper passes amongst the unkindness of night-velvet shrouded figures;
it is not rebellion, this …
but confusion, in its own fashion, and something akin to fear.


:: Vexen. ::

:: Lexaeus. ::

:: Zexion. ::



The trio still as death stills, the dead-ice eyes of the eldest among them daring to meet their superior’s empty gaze.


:: you will accompany him to the Castle. ::
:: Axel, Larxene; they will meet you at the gates. ::



A splutter of protest dies unborn on the frost-master’s lips, as he feels a chill deeper than his own close around him briefly in subtle threat: I will unmake you.

He bows, and turns through the shivering dusk to accept this burden,
this unspoken insult; one of the least among them given power over his elders.

Why?

The blossom-prince – and his companion of death-bright thunder.

Unbelievable.

… but also -- their liege’s blood-flame hound --

Crossing the soul-dead threshold of their lord’s pale midnight court,
the frost-master turns to face his fellow exiles, a bitter smile upon pale lips.

It is foreign to their half-shade kind; but they must band as one again, as they see fit …

For their hollow king has found a new chosen amongst them …

Date: 2005-12-05 07:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] osmandias.livejournal.com
*shivers at the story* Brief, yet the message that comes across makes me want to say "Why can't you make a whole chapter from it?". The 3rd to last line in the story promises the reader that something horrible is in the air with that smile.

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