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last_havenComing right back with another post of fills from the 3 Sentence Ficathon.
First off, we got "Star Wars sequel trilogy, Ben Solo and Kylo Ren, mirror-verse (the one where Ben learns he's really space Nazi in high-waisted pants)". For our second prompt, we had "Any, Any, Comfort Can be a Cold Thing", so I used it to make a Dororo AU with Mio/Hyakkimaru+Dororo. Next, we have Utena the Revolutionary Girl, Nanami, "A moment when she's outrun every doubt and fear she's ever had about herself and she flies. In that one moment, every little girl flies." For our fourth, we have "Star Wars sequel trilogy - mirror-verse; Ben Solo and Kylo Ren; maybe if he wore a different mask, then people would stop trying to kill him". And lastly, for now, we have "Greek Mythology, Hades/Persephone, hurt/comfort".
One moment Kylo Ren looms over Rey, lightsaber at the ready to strike her down, the next the wannabe ruler of the cosmos is lying on the ground, out cold, and his doppleganger stands behind him, a metal pipe in his hands.
"I'm sorry," he says as Finn (but she Knows that its not Her Finn, whatever that means) grabs this Ben and starts hauling him to a bizarre tear in the very reality before them,"but he sounded like such an asshole, I couldn't stand by any longer."
As the tear closes behind them, Rey sits up, looks at the space where they were, then down at the unconscious genocidal nightmare, and gets up, looking for someway to bind Kylo Ren while muttering that it would have been nice if those two had at least offered to take her with them to whatever happier world they were from.
She steps forward and takes his hand--his real, flesh and blood hand--and he looks at her. His eyes are beautiful, she could tell him, but instead she stays silent as he grips hers back. There is nothing any of them--her or him or Dororo--could say, so instead they turn and watch as his birthplace burns to the ground and takes his past with it.
This is a moment of choice; her transfer papers are on Akio's desk, but her brother (but was he ever, really?) is offering a chance at something, something that once upon a time would have made her heart sing.
Nanami, however, isn't one to back down from a plan.
The bells of the academy ring out as she walks from the school, celebrating a graduation at long last.
"Will you take that off," Rey hisses, trying to yank the sack off his head as the battle raged on outside of the trench they were in. "It's bad enough we're stuck in this weird universe without you going around trying to get yourself killed with that stupid bag!"
He ducked under her hands and instead held up the helmet he had been wearing into the open air; after only a moment, he pulled back the smoking helmet and showed her the hole in it.
With a frown, she conceded his point and kicked the helmet further down the trench where it'd be less likely to offend.
Hades is not a creature of mercy; spending the entirety of your life from infancy to early adulthood smashed literally cheek to cheek against your siblings because your father was a little nervous you might get handsy with his throne didn't inspire much sympathy for others.
But when the Spring Maiden walks into his halls, holding the shattered remains of her child, he can't ignore the sharp-as-glass-shards look in her eyes as she says "I will give you anything in return for my son."
He looks at the iron in her soul and hands her a pomegranate as he says "it shall be done."
First off, we got "Star Wars sequel trilogy, Ben Solo and Kylo Ren, mirror-verse (the one where Ben learns he's really space Nazi in high-waisted pants)". For our second prompt, we had "Any, Any, Comfort Can be a Cold Thing", so I used it to make a Dororo AU with Mio/Hyakkimaru+Dororo. Next, we have Utena the Revolutionary Girl, Nanami, "A moment when she's outrun every doubt and fear she's ever had about herself and she flies. In that one moment, every little girl flies." For our fourth, we have "Star Wars sequel trilogy - mirror-verse; Ben Solo and Kylo Ren; maybe if he wore a different mask, then people would stop trying to kill him". And lastly, for now, we have "Greek Mythology, Hades/Persephone, hurt/comfort".
One moment Kylo Ren looms over Rey, lightsaber at the ready to strike her down, the next the wannabe ruler of the cosmos is lying on the ground, out cold, and his doppleganger stands behind him, a metal pipe in his hands.
"I'm sorry," he says as Finn (but she Knows that its not Her Finn, whatever that means) grabs this Ben and starts hauling him to a bizarre tear in the very reality before them,"but he sounded like such an asshole, I couldn't stand by any longer."
As the tear closes behind them, Rey sits up, looks at the space where they were, then down at the unconscious genocidal nightmare, and gets up, looking for someway to bind Kylo Ren while muttering that it would have been nice if those two had at least offered to take her with them to whatever happier world they were from.
She steps forward and takes his hand--his real, flesh and blood hand--and he looks at her. His eyes are beautiful, she could tell him, but instead she stays silent as he grips hers back. There is nothing any of them--her or him or Dororo--could say, so instead they turn and watch as his birthplace burns to the ground and takes his past with it.
This is a moment of choice; her transfer papers are on Akio's desk, but her brother (but was he ever, really?) is offering a chance at something, something that once upon a time would have made her heart sing.
Nanami, however, isn't one to back down from a plan.
The bells of the academy ring out as she walks from the school, celebrating a graduation at long last.
"Will you take that off," Rey hisses, trying to yank the sack off his head as the battle raged on outside of the trench they were in. "It's bad enough we're stuck in this weird universe without you going around trying to get yourself killed with that stupid bag!"
He ducked under her hands and instead held up the helmet he had been wearing into the open air; after only a moment, he pulled back the smoking helmet and showed her the hole in it.
With a frown, she conceded his point and kicked the helmet further down the trench where it'd be less likely to offend.
Hades is not a creature of mercy; spending the entirety of your life from infancy to early adulthood smashed literally cheek to cheek against your siblings because your father was a little nervous you might get handsy with his throne didn't inspire much sympathy for others.
But when the Spring Maiden walks into his halls, holding the shattered remains of her child, he can't ignore the sharp-as-glass-shards look in her eyes as she says "I will give you anything in return for my son."
He looks at the iron in her soul and hands her a pomegranate as he says "it shall be done."
