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kh_drabbleChallenge: [093] Power Corrupts
Title: Revelation
Wordcount: 509
Notes: Mmm, literally-taken prompts, right down to the quote. Some nice angst with Twilight Town!Roxas ^^ so, spoilers for 6-days-of-Roxas
It just wasn't fair, was all Roxas could say. But he lurched down the hallway just the same--
(because of course he was a bit dizzy, after recalling a boy that looked like him, was him, had his name, a boy in a dark coat and with cold unfeeling eyes that was some Roxas but could not be this Roxas, Twilight Town's Roxas, Hayner Pence's and Olette's Roxas. Could not be, could not be, but somehow was.)
-- certain of and dreading what came next.
He had thought that this boy he saw in his dreams, Sora, might be his friend or maybe his brother or something. Right? Something cool like that. But no. Turned out that hey, guess what, Sora was actually Roxas, 'cept real, because, apparently, Roxas was not real. Never had been and never would be. In fact, it seemed that the only way for Roxas to meet Sora was to become Sora. A process which meant, no matter what nice things Naminé had called it, to die. But, not really die, because he wasn't real in the first place.
Roxas would have liked to have known that when he was training for the Struggle tournament. He wouldn't have tried so hard if he had known it wasn't real.
He would have liked to have known that his mother wasn't real, so he wouldn't have felt bad about that time he yelled at her for not letting him go out late with the others. (Of course you were just protecting me, Ma. I know, I know, don't feel bad, I'm sorry, really so sorry all could have been avoided if she knew her son wasn't real and for that matter neither was she)
It would have been nice, too, to have never known about Naminé, that not even she counted as 'real' (and who made these rules? He had touched her, talked to her, laughed with her. What part of that wasn't 'real'? All of it, he suspects now) because then he wouldn't have fallen in love with her like he's afraid he has.
So what if he hadn't found out? Hadn't tried to summon the Keyblade with a stick, hadn't insisted on chasing those monsters-- if he just hadn't done that, he might still think himself Roxas, still think himself alive! But once alerted to the absence of the heart, well...how do you re-forget that you don't have a heart?! You don't.
Roxas is almost there when he remembers his and Hayner's old English teacher had a banner over her blackboard that bore the silly, trite legend, Knowledge is Power. Hayner had added “and power corrupts” underneath in black permanent marker. Roxas had thought it was hilarious, but now wishes he could tell Hayner that it was true.
Except then he remembers that Hayner isn't actually real, much less interested in Roxas's final and useless revelation.
Title: Revelation
Wordcount: 509
Notes: Mmm, literally-taken prompts, right down to the quote. Some nice angst with Twilight Town!Roxas ^^ so, spoilers for 6-days-of-Roxas
It just wasn't fair, was all Roxas could say. But he lurched down the hallway just the same--
(because of course he was a bit dizzy, after recalling a boy that looked like him, was him, had his name, a boy in a dark coat and with cold unfeeling eyes that was some Roxas but could not be this Roxas, Twilight Town's Roxas, Hayner Pence's and Olette's Roxas. Could not be, could not be, but somehow was.)
-- certain of and dreading what came next.
He had thought that this boy he saw in his dreams, Sora, might be his friend or maybe his brother or something. Right? Something cool like that. But no. Turned out that hey, guess what, Sora was actually Roxas, 'cept real, because, apparently, Roxas was not real. Never had been and never would be. In fact, it seemed that the only way for Roxas to meet Sora was to become Sora. A process which meant, no matter what nice things Naminé had called it, to die. But, not really die, because he wasn't real in the first place.
Roxas would have liked to have known that when he was training for the Struggle tournament. He wouldn't have tried so hard if he had known it wasn't real.
He would have liked to have known that his mother wasn't real, so he wouldn't have felt bad about that time he yelled at her for not letting him go out late with the others. (Of course you were just protecting me, Ma. I know, I know, don't feel bad, I'm sorry, really so sorry all could have been avoided if she knew her son wasn't real and for that matter neither was she)
It would have been nice, too, to have never known about Naminé, that not even she counted as 'real' (and who made these rules? He had touched her, talked to her, laughed with her. What part of that wasn't 'real'? All of it, he suspects now) because then he wouldn't have fallen in love with her like he's afraid he has.
So what if he hadn't found out? Hadn't tried to summon the Keyblade with a stick, hadn't insisted on chasing those monsters-- if he just hadn't done that, he might still think himself Roxas, still think himself alive! But once alerted to the absence of the heart, well...how do you re-forget that you don't have a heart?! You don't.
Roxas is almost there when he remembers his and Hayner's old English teacher had a banner over her blackboard that bore the silly, trite legend, Knowledge is Power. Hayner had added “and power corrupts” underneath in black permanent marker. Roxas had thought it was hilarious, but now wishes he could tell Hayner that it was true.
Except then he remembers that Hayner isn't actually real, much less interested in Roxas's final and useless revelation.
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