Summer challenge: Women of Summer: Mariemaia
Superāre Timor
Author: ingvild
Characters: Mariemaia
Rating/Word Count: PG, 549 words
Summary: She has never known fear. She has never faced the possibility that she might be mistaken. As her world collapses around her, Mariemaia no longer has the option of avoiding these realisations.
A/N: So sorry, I misread the due-date.
It occurs to her, as the boy with the dark eyes and the merciless voice opens fire on her fortress, that she has never truly been afraid before. Somehow, she has gone through her life believing that she will always come out on top. Everything has been planned for her ascension, and nothing, not even Miss Relena’s continuing questioning or the Gundams’ attacks can be allowed to interfere with it. She believes it to be her destiny to rule the Earth Sphere. She must always show a strong, fearless front, supported by a strong, fearless internal and eternal being.
But as the shots fired from the battered Gundam’s huge rifle rocks her fortress, her shelter, she is suddenly faced with the reality of her own mortality. Her eyes widen. Her voice, as she loudly decries the futility of his actions, is shaking.
“Are you afraid, Mariemaia?”
How can Miss Relena just stand there so calmly in the face of her own possible death? How can she keep that...that serene expression on her face, when this person, this damned miserable person, is bringing down the building around them?
How dare he, anyway? She’s a Khushrenada, she’s taking the place her father should have had, he should be bowing down to her and accept her rule! Dekim told her so, that when faced with the offspring of the best both Earth and Space has to offer, everyone would come to accept her rule.
They have to! They have to...
He’s stopping! He’s stopping, he won’t hurt Miss Relena...why is she looking like she would accept it?
NO!
The roof is collapsing. She will die, right here, right now, her dreams as broken as her shelter. This is the end...
What? “Who are you?”
“Even though you may be mistaken, I cannot personally allow his Excellency Treize’s daughter to die.”
Mistaken? She is...mistaken?
Her father isn’t the ruler of the Earth Sphere, he never was, and she is starting to wonder if he never meant to be. She listens to this pretty woman whose name she doesn’t know yet, her mind reeling.
No! She can’t be mistaken. She can’t have done all this for nothing! Her rule would bring peace...unite the world under one strong ruler...
Her father died before she ever got to meet him! She has to carry out his legacy, it is the only thing she has of him!
“I am...victorious. I’m carrying out the will of my father...”
SMACK.
She stares at Miss Relena, her cheek stinging from the impact of the slap, but the physical hit is paling in comparison to the words. Fear? Her fear will help her overcome her mistakes?
No, not the fear, but the knowledge of what it feels like, and that she can fight past it.
It occurs to her that her father must have admired Miss Relena, who is capable of turning any situation into an advantage. If what these people are saying and implying is true...perhaps he never intended to rule. Perhaps...perhaps the people don’t need someone to stand over them, but someone who’ll guide them from beside them.
Perhaps...perhaps she had better overcome her fear right now!
The bullet’s impact shocks her, but it is hardly the only shock she has received today.
Perhaps...she can now begin to atone?
Author: ingvild
Characters: Mariemaia
Rating/Word Count: PG, 549 words
Summary: She has never known fear. She has never faced the possibility that she might be mistaken. As her world collapses around her, Mariemaia no longer has the option of avoiding these realisations.
A/N: So sorry, I misread the due-date.
It occurs to her, as the boy with the dark eyes and the merciless voice opens fire on her fortress, that she has never truly been afraid before. Somehow, she has gone through her life believing that she will always come out on top. Everything has been planned for her ascension, and nothing, not even Miss Relena’s continuing questioning or the Gundams’ attacks can be allowed to interfere with it. She believes it to be her destiny to rule the Earth Sphere. She must always show a strong, fearless front, supported by a strong, fearless internal and eternal being.
But as the shots fired from the battered Gundam’s huge rifle rocks her fortress, her shelter, she is suddenly faced with the reality of her own mortality. Her eyes widen. Her voice, as she loudly decries the futility of his actions, is shaking.
“Are you afraid, Mariemaia?”
How can Miss Relena just stand there so calmly in the face of her own possible death? How can she keep that...that serene expression on her face, when this person, this damned miserable person, is bringing down the building around them?
How dare he, anyway? She’s a Khushrenada, she’s taking the place her father should have had, he should be bowing down to her and accept her rule! Dekim told her so, that when faced with the offspring of the best both Earth and Space has to offer, everyone would come to accept her rule.
They have to! They have to...
He’s stopping! He’s stopping, he won’t hurt Miss Relena...why is she looking like she would accept it?
NO!
The roof is collapsing. She will die, right here, right now, her dreams as broken as her shelter. This is the end...
What? “Who are you?”
“Even though you may be mistaken, I cannot personally allow his Excellency Treize’s daughter to die.”
Mistaken? She is...mistaken?
Her father isn’t the ruler of the Earth Sphere, he never was, and she is starting to wonder if he never meant to be. She listens to this pretty woman whose name she doesn’t know yet, her mind reeling.
No! She can’t be mistaken. She can’t have done all this for nothing! Her rule would bring peace...unite the world under one strong ruler...
Her father died before she ever got to meet him! She has to carry out his legacy, it is the only thing she has of him!
“I am...victorious. I’m carrying out the will of my father...”
SMACK.
She stares at Miss Relena, her cheek stinging from the impact of the slap, but the physical hit is paling in comparison to the words. Fear? Her fear will help her overcome her mistakes?
No, not the fear, but the knowledge of what it feels like, and that she can fight past it.
It occurs to her that her father must have admired Miss Relena, who is capable of turning any situation into an advantage. If what these people are saying and implying is true...perhaps he never intended to rule. Perhaps...perhaps the people don’t need someone to stand over them, but someone who’ll guide them from beside them.
Perhaps...perhaps she had better overcome her fear right now!
The bullet’s impact shocks her, but it is hardly the only shock she has received today.
Perhaps...she can now begin to atone?