Hurled Headlong Flaming

Nov 19, 2011 20:45

Who: Adam Carter (or is it?) and Wes Crusher
What: A return
When: Night/late evening
Where: At Wes' door
Rating: F for the Fairest and Fallen
Status: Closed, incomplete

In the end, there was only one place to go. Even the Eldest of the Powers knew that sometimes, the path is already inscribed, traced out by the very forces your own steps have determined. And although in other realities it has been walked before, in this one the journey is only half completed, and for this facet of yourself, the Heart of Time is still far distant, the way home unsure. In this reality, you may yet get your way.

A single reality over, the Master Darkness had had Its way, had triumphed, laughing, over a girl who had once triumphed over It. But that girl, though different, had been here too, and it was ever after her that It chased, ever seeking to repay that first encounter. Here, there was half-finished business, there were partially completed plots.

There was work to be done.

Adam Carter, his collar turned up against the November chill, stood at Wesley Crusher's door, back straight and eyes steady, waiting for a response to his call.

the power/adam carter, wesley crusher

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