My Freedom.

I only have a moment before it is time. I had been expecting this all day and yet I still wasn't ready. But time spent with those you care about can't be considered a waste. I must ensure that it doesn't become a waste...


Yes, now I can begin preparing. This lake will do nicely. I can see the sky very clearly. There are no others around right now. Well, except him...


"Hello my dear twelve."

"My name is Laika now, haven't you heard? Or are you slipping in your twilight years?"

He smiled with what was left of his mouth,"Oh, I'm aware of this delusion of yours. That you are somehow not mine because of the accident."

Just because he's here doesn't mean I should stop preparing. I have to focus. This rock should be high enough.

"And yet you cling to the delusion that it was an 'accident.'"

He wheeled himself closer,"Even were you so desparate to rid yourself of my grace that you could bring yourself to something so drastic, I doubt, even as one of my own, that you'd have the skill and precision necessary to control my gift that well.

To the north, just over the mountains. I found one.

"I see no harm in your underestimation of my ability-"

"Your past ability."He interupted,"I've heard the skies have been much less violent ever since you lost that arm. All of that over a shoulder? Do you truly hate me to such an extent?"

He knows I can't stand the sight of him. He wants me to turn and face him, but I can't waiver. I have to do this.

"So you ARE slipping in the winter of your life. Just because the abilities are similiar does not mean that they are yours alone. And do not flatter yourself. I would never endanger the lives of so many out of my spite towards you. I did it to rid myself of your flesh and to free myself of any trace of your control."

He sighed,"You have always been exhausting. Never the favorite, ever the disgrace. Are you jealous of your siblings? Is this why you rebel to such a greater degree than they?"

Focus on the sky. Just before it reaches the mountains, bring it to you...

"And yet never so digraced that I should create clones of myself and threaten them in exchange for their obedience. Obedience that, as I've heard, has not been forthcoming."

That bastard actually managed to laugh.

"Oh, whichever of them is left after the cleansing shall greet me with open arms. Just you wait."

Is he just that cocky? Does he really believe the rumors about losing my powers? Or does he just underestimate me that much?

"Thirteen would never allow it."

"We'll see. I was planning to visit him after I was done here."

There. It's finally visible.

"I can't imagine you'll have the time."

"And why do you-"

He finally noticed it.

I turned around on the rock to face him. I expected fear, but he was smiling.

Why is he smiling...



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