There were times when she really hated her job.
“There has to be another way.”
She reached out one trembling hand out and touched the tools sitting on the table in front of her. A smile slowly spread over her face as the tremors smoothed out.
Victory has defeated you. –Bane, from The Dark Knight Rises
Chaos waited until they were sure of their victory, certain that It had been defeated this last and final time.
Biding Its time was something that was very familiar to the Being and It had patience to spare.
Far more than the children that It had created and ensouled had. Precious few could say that in the face of Its greatest creations’ lifespan.
A terrible smile crept across Its face.
It knew where to strike so that the victory of Its worst enemies would taste worse than ashes in their mouths.
Maybe I’m not running from you. –Selina Kyle, from The Dark Knight Rises
Sometimes he wondered just why he’d come back at all. Nobody here really seemed to trust him and those that did trust him were pretty untrustworthy themselves from what experience with them he’d had. Most times there didn’t seem to be anything here for him. No reason to keep going as everyone he knew from Before was dead and gone or…
Erased and gone.
By his own actions.
The Illusion Master placed his head in his hands and kept the tears trailing down his face from pulling sounds from his throat.
As he was alone, no one would ever know how successful he was.
(There was no one to care either.)
The shadows betray you because they belong to me. –Bane, from The Dark Knight Rises
Chaos often wondered, in Its lonely confinement, just why some of her ‘children’ (those who had turned from her) thought that they could use the abilities they’d gained from her against her. Had not that one Man said that a kingdom divided against itself would fall?
Chaos knew that very well indeed, even as it watched Its ‘children’ use what It had given them against Its remaining children. It smiled as the powers did nothing.
Make the most of the role you’ve been given because anyone can become the hero if they play it right. –Shin-bee, from Angel Cup by Jae-ho Youn
Sometimes he wondered if any of his former companions remembered the help he’d been and the blow it had caused when he’d Fallen.
Sometimes you’ve been the Hero so long that you’ve forgotten what it even means and so you must rediscover yourself in a completely different way.
And become the Villain in the process.
He’d lost who he was and all of the moves and actions he’d made had simply become reflexes that held little to no meaning to him.
So he’d Fallen.
And discovered far more than he’d ever wished about who he was and why he had done the things he’d done.
It was a pity that he could never go back.
She looked at him, kneeling in front of her, tears in his eyes as he begged her to stay, “We’ll figure it out.”
She shook her head, one hand over her mouth to hide the trembling of her chin.
She said nothing as he hugged her legs to his chest while he buried his face in her knees and cried.
The pregnancy test lay on the counter with a little positive sign on it.
He was sterile.
She’d never been with anyone else.