originally posted in:The New Dojo
"An' I didn't have you all that time watchin' my back. Now I do. I don' think the odds are tha' bad."
He smiles, though it's forced.
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She forced a smile. "I think I've cracked it... why she's like this. Well, at least how to figure out, what exactly traumatized her. I know it's third life origin. Trust me, I tried reading through those memories, but it was so... uh... lengthy.... and horrible, I couldn't continue," Lunar said. "I don't like to think about that life. I'm lucky I'm able to quote the Book of Sorrows without thinking of well.... The events," Sarah replied.
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"... Why in the Traveler's name would ya read that thing?"
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"I was young, stuck on the Dreadnaught with the Hive, Mia as my only company. When I wasn't being tortured, I was bored." She suddenly falls silent again.
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"Oh..." Finn replies, still hugging her. "Wow... That's... Huh. Really sinilar to Finn's story, albeit he had less company and it was Fallen, not Hive." Wisp says.
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"The worst part is... Mia and I were mostly human. Although we had the Light in us, we couldn't hone it. It practically kept us alive. And we suffered. Until the Traveler whispered to us. Told us a way to hone our light and escape. While the whispers were cryptic, but I understood...." She tells.
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"How long were you prisoner?" Wisp asks.
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"15 years. Took 9 years to navigate the void to reach Earth," she replies.
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"Wow..." Finn says, slight admiration in his voice. "Finn was prisoner of the Fallen for almost twenty before he was rescued. He didn't even get food that whole time." Wisp says,
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"I practically didn't know what food was until my second year as a guardian," Sarah replied.
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"Heh... Yeah." Finn laughs a bit. Suddenly, they hear someone approach them.
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"What was that?" Sarah asked. Her eyes darted left and right, trying figure out what was approaching.
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Finn stands up. "I dont know..." He draws a knife. "Guardians approaching." Wisp says.
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"I have a bad feeling about this."
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"Yeah..." Suddenly, a shotgun blast tears through the silence and Finn is thrown to his knees, blood gushing from his stomach. "Fíonn!" Wisp immediately moves to help him when a second shotgun blast sounds. The Ghost falls to the ground.
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Sarah ran to Finn's side, weeping, "NO! No. Why....?" She turned to the guardians, "Why would you do this?"
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The three Titans, lead by Arthur stand there. "He was a threat. We put him down." Finn clutches his now wide open stomach as he sinks to his knees. Blood begins to pool. "I... Hate Titans." He says, coughing out blood.
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Tears streamed down her cheeks as her eyes turned silver. She lays her head on Finn's chest.
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Finn coughs more blood. Arthur cocks his shotgun, pointing it at Sarah. "I can't have you healing him. Sorry."
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She stands up, spinning out her sister's cannon: The Last Word. She puts the barrel towards the sky. It fills with sunfire. She aims at the Titan on the left's head, and pulls the trigger, "That one was for his little sister." She aims at the one the on the right, and pulls the trigger again, "That one is for his team, who only reunited days ago." She aims at Arthur's head. "This one is for Finn McNamara. My boyfriend. Who you just shot. She pulls the trigger. She returns back to Finn.
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All three Titans drop dead, their Ghosts rushing to attempt a revive. Finn continues to bleed. "S-Sarah... I don't... Can't see..." He mumbles, already pale from bloodloss.
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"I... let you down... I'm sorry," she says, blinking through tears. She kisses him, knowing it will be his last.
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He kisses her back as best he could, though she tastes blood in his mouth. When they finally pull away he looks at her with sadness. "Wasn't... Yer fault... 'M so sorry.... My promises..." Tears well up in his eyes. "I... I love you..."
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"I love you too.... I always will."
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He smiles, his eyes closing. She feels his heartbeat gradually slow. "Guardian dow- ow... Holy light that's a headache..." Comes Wisp's voice. "Is this what a hangover feels like?" The Ghost floats into Sarah's view, his eye is cracked and he's missing the tip of one of the little horns.
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"Wisp..." She said, "I..."