Fall
Title: Fall
Author: theirblinggirl
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: OT12, slight XiuHan, KaiSoo, BaekYeol and HunHan (sort of?)
Word count: 1341
Summary: "Together, they were the Tree of Life. Apart, they are only fallen leaves, drifting in the roaring wind..." MAMA MV!AU
A/N: As I have mentioned in my previous batch of TaoHun drabbles, this is another try on the amazing concept that is Exo's debut MV. The part that got me the most, however, was the Tree of Life part, not the superpowers, so this one focuses mostly on that. There was also a third, really tiny (like 3 sentences or something) tumblr-prompt drabble for my dear friend who is actually responsible for dragging me into this fandom so yeah, I love you, look what you have done. o.o
Also, on a kind of related note, I should look for a beta-reader fast. OTL Sorry for any grammar mistakes, there must be quite some.
~*~
For as long as they can remember, they have been the Twelve Leaves of the strongest, highest, most noble and powerful branch of the One Tree. And that must be a long time because they remember the birth of many worlds - of all worlds, each and every one a leaf, tiny branch, thin root, young bud or old piece of bark of the Tree.
None of them remembers the Tree sprouting - it has always been there, strong and unwavering and holding everything that once was - that will ever be.
There is neither autumn nor winter for the Tree, there has ever been - or at least that is what they believe, until one day, It Happens.
Icy wind arrives - they have seen and felt the cold winds of many worlds, but this is none like those, those all belonged to their respective worlds and to the Tree, but this one does not. This wind is alien and cruel, shaking the unshakeable, and they watch in horror as the other leaves and buds and branches start to tremble and fall.
The one they call Junmyeon, lover of the endless, blue worlds of waters and oceans tells them not to worry. Not with words, with impulses through the thousands of capillaries that run through the entire Tree, connecting everything with everything, connecting the twelve of them, circulating Life. Junmyeon tells them not to worry even when his grip on the branch falters and they feel him diffusing hope into every part of the Tree with his last thought. He is the fist one to fall, becoming Suho, the Guardian that never thought of himself but always of others first.
The one that calls himself Luhan recognizes panic as he sees Minseok weakening with every push and pull of the ice-cold wind. His soul - his conscience has traveled across many worlds with Minseok even though their bodies, the leaves, lived far apart on the branch. Now he watches as deadly-beautiful, enchanting flakes of ice arrive and surround Minseok, dancing around him, stealing his heart - his part of the heart that they all share.
They whisper lies and Minseok listens because the wind roars too loud and Luhan is too frightened to speak - Minseok listens and gives in when a snowflake touches him, luring him off the branch and turning him into Xiumin, he who froze.
They all feel the coldness finding a grip on their heart.
With Xiumin’s fall, they get weaker again, fluttering with the effort to hold on. It’s the hardest on Baekhyun who has always been fond of warmth and the caressing sunlight which is now nowhere to be seen. He is the next to fall, sending a picture of a bright smile in their way before he lets go - and they watch stunned when Chanyeol, powerful and strong follows him suit, turning into flames as he hits the ground next to Baekhyun, warming him up one last time.
Luhan is desperately holding onto the branch but they get weaker with every lost leaf. They all feel it before it actually happens, but none of them can stop Yixing once he made up his mind.
Luhan thinks this must be how all the people of all the worlds feel when he sees them crying - desperate, helpless and pleading for a miracle.
But the miracle is what Yixing, the friend of magical creatures, does when he turns himself into Lay, distributing all of his strength amongst the others. They feel their grips tightening as if Lay was holding them there while his own body drifts away in the wind.
The only one that has almost no fear is Jongin. He has always been one without fear, loved to travel to new worlds, exploring them and discovering their secrets, making them all his to keep, never staying in one place for too long. He can’t take the pain of staying when everyone hurts, so he becomes Kai, the one who stepped into the unknown.
Kyungsoo comes next - never brave nor strong, but always a solid point to return to. They all cry out when they lose him because now the second half of their heart is being torn apart as well. Kyungsoo becomes D.O when he shakes the ground, the weight of their heart too heavy for the cracked soil to bear.
It’s a storm now - blinding, deadly lightning tears into the skies and Jongdae shouts at it in anger - it hits him in response, running through his body and knocking him off, cracking the branch - and along it, the entire Tree - as it goes. Jongdae’s desperate anger absorbs the lightning as he falls, and by the time he hits the ground, he is Chen, the one who stood up to the lightning.
There are not many of them left now and they all shiver in fear because the storm gets eve stronger, the branch weaker and the Tree and all the worlds are separated without hope of fixing anything.
When it was still whole, they were allowed to travel freely, together or alone, their soul running through the capillaries and they knew that they were responsible for life to travel to every part of the Tree, to nurture all worlds.
They all wish they could stop the destruction of these worlds - the one called Tao wishes he could stop time itself even though they all tell him it’s impossible.
He still tries - he is slow and graceful in his fall.
Only three of them are left now - Luhan knows they would fall eventually, but he is even more frightened by the fact that he feels how Wufan, the strongest of the Tree, is just as helpless and frightened as he is. Luhan’s entire existence is holding onto the branch and right beside him, Sehun is just the same. They share the same stalk of the branch, their parts of the shared soul and even the two leaves akin to twins - but the quickly dying branch can’t support their shared pain. It breaks off with a faint crack and both of them are falling, the wind carrying the two leaves, twirling them around in the air. The ground gets closer by every second and soon they see all the dead branches and leaves that were once worlds so dear to them - among those lay the nine lost parts of their one heart and one soul. Luhan thinks this must be how death feels like - he is holding onto Sehun, his last straw, because more than anything, he is afraid of falling alone.
“Goodbye, Luhan” comes from Sehun, soul as young and free and ever-changing as the breeze, right before he lets him go. Twirling in the merciless storm, a warm puff of air pushes Luhan away right before they reach the ground. It does not feel like the icy wind at all - it feels like when Sehun has played around with the zephyrs of the worlds, and it pushes them apart, sending Luhan right on top of the frozen leaf that was once Minseok but is now Xiumin. It also throws Sehun on the black, hard, empty ground in return.
With the last crumbles of his consciousness, Luhan, lover of magic itself, is the only witness to Wufan, the one on the very top of the branch and the Tree, visitor of all worlds in great despair, as he gathers all the Life that is left in the Tree, into himself and throws himself off the now dead branch. He defies the wind that tries to carry him away, flying straight down to the others. For a moment, he touches them all, making them move, pulling them in, awakening them - they recognize him as Kris, he who makes anything possible, before their conscious fades out again.
When Luhan wakes, darkness surrounds him, but somehow, he sees through it, sees in a way he has never seen before - sees with eyes he never used to have.
Suddenly, he becomes aware that he is lying, that his body is lying. He now has a body he never had before.
A/N2: I dunno okay, I seriously don't. Comments are highly appreciated because uggh what am i even doing
Author: theirblinggirl
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: OT12, slight XiuHan, KaiSoo, BaekYeol and HunHan (sort of?)
Word count: 1341
Summary: "Together, they were the Tree of Life. Apart, they are only fallen leaves, drifting in the roaring wind..." MAMA MV!AU
A/N: As I have mentioned in my previous batch of TaoHun drabbles, this is another try on the amazing concept that is Exo's debut MV. The part that got me the most, however, was the Tree of Life part, not the superpowers, so this one focuses mostly on that. There was also a third, really tiny (like 3 sentences or something) tumblr-prompt drabble for my dear friend who is actually responsible for dragging me into this fandom so yeah, I love you, look what you have done. o.o
Also, on a kind of related note, I should look for a beta-reader fast. OTL Sorry for any grammar mistakes, there must be quite some.
~*~
For as long as they can remember, they have been the Twelve Leaves of the strongest, highest, most noble and powerful branch of the One Tree. And that must be a long time because they remember the birth of many worlds - of all worlds, each and every one a leaf, tiny branch, thin root, young bud or old piece of bark of the Tree.
None of them remembers the Tree sprouting - it has always been there, strong and unwavering and holding everything that once was - that will ever be.
There is neither autumn nor winter for the Tree, there has ever been - or at least that is what they believe, until one day, It Happens.
Icy wind arrives - they have seen and felt the cold winds of many worlds, but this is none like those, those all belonged to their respective worlds and to the Tree, but this one does not. This wind is alien and cruel, shaking the unshakeable, and they watch in horror as the other leaves and buds and branches start to tremble and fall.
The one they call Junmyeon, lover of the endless, blue worlds of waters and oceans tells them not to worry. Not with words, with impulses through the thousands of capillaries that run through the entire Tree, connecting everything with everything, connecting the twelve of them, circulating Life. Junmyeon tells them not to worry even when his grip on the branch falters and they feel him diffusing hope into every part of the Tree with his last thought. He is the fist one to fall, becoming Suho, the Guardian that never thought of himself but always of others first.
The one that calls himself Luhan recognizes panic as he sees Minseok weakening with every push and pull of the ice-cold wind. His soul - his conscience has traveled across many worlds with Minseok even though their bodies, the leaves, lived far apart on the branch. Now he watches as deadly-beautiful, enchanting flakes of ice arrive and surround Minseok, dancing around him, stealing his heart - his part of the heart that they all share.
They whisper lies and Minseok listens because the wind roars too loud and Luhan is too frightened to speak - Minseok listens and gives in when a snowflake touches him, luring him off the branch and turning him into Xiumin, he who froze.
They all feel the coldness finding a grip on their heart.
With Xiumin’s fall, they get weaker again, fluttering with the effort to hold on. It’s the hardest on Baekhyun who has always been fond of warmth and the caressing sunlight which is now nowhere to be seen. He is the next to fall, sending a picture of a bright smile in their way before he lets go - and they watch stunned when Chanyeol, powerful and strong follows him suit, turning into flames as he hits the ground next to Baekhyun, warming him up one last time.
Luhan is desperately holding onto the branch but they get weaker with every lost leaf. They all feel it before it actually happens, but none of them can stop Yixing once he made up his mind.
Luhan thinks this must be how all the people of all the worlds feel when he sees them crying - desperate, helpless and pleading for a miracle.
But the miracle is what Yixing, the friend of magical creatures, does when he turns himself into Lay, distributing all of his strength amongst the others. They feel their grips tightening as if Lay was holding them there while his own body drifts away in the wind.
The only one that has almost no fear is Jongin. He has always been one without fear, loved to travel to new worlds, exploring them and discovering their secrets, making them all his to keep, never staying in one place for too long. He can’t take the pain of staying when everyone hurts, so he becomes Kai, the one who stepped into the unknown.
Kyungsoo comes next - never brave nor strong, but always a solid point to return to. They all cry out when they lose him because now the second half of their heart is being torn apart as well. Kyungsoo becomes D.O when he shakes the ground, the weight of their heart too heavy for the cracked soil to bear.
It’s a storm now - blinding, deadly lightning tears into the skies and Jongdae shouts at it in anger - it hits him in response, running through his body and knocking him off, cracking the branch - and along it, the entire Tree - as it goes. Jongdae’s desperate anger absorbs the lightning as he falls, and by the time he hits the ground, he is Chen, the one who stood up to the lightning.
There are not many of them left now and they all shiver in fear because the storm gets eve stronger, the branch weaker and the Tree and all the worlds are separated without hope of fixing anything.
When it was still whole, they were allowed to travel freely, together or alone, their soul running through the capillaries and they knew that they were responsible for life to travel to every part of the Tree, to nurture all worlds.
They all wish they could stop the destruction of these worlds - the one called Tao wishes he could stop time itself even though they all tell him it’s impossible.
He still tries - he is slow and graceful in his fall.
Only three of them are left now - Luhan knows they would fall eventually, but he is even more frightened by the fact that he feels how Wufan, the strongest of the Tree, is just as helpless and frightened as he is. Luhan’s entire existence is holding onto the branch and right beside him, Sehun is just the same. They share the same stalk of the branch, their parts of the shared soul and even the two leaves akin to twins - but the quickly dying branch can’t support their shared pain. It breaks off with a faint crack and both of them are falling, the wind carrying the two leaves, twirling them around in the air. The ground gets closer by every second and soon they see all the dead branches and leaves that were once worlds so dear to them - among those lay the nine lost parts of their one heart and one soul. Luhan thinks this must be how death feels like - he is holding onto Sehun, his last straw, because more than anything, he is afraid of falling alone.
“Goodbye, Luhan” comes from Sehun, soul as young and free and ever-changing as the breeze, right before he lets him go. Twirling in the merciless storm, a warm puff of air pushes Luhan away right before they reach the ground. It does not feel like the icy wind at all - it feels like when Sehun has played around with the zephyrs of the worlds, and it pushes them apart, sending Luhan right on top of the frozen leaf that was once Minseok but is now Xiumin. It also throws Sehun on the black, hard, empty ground in return.
With the last crumbles of his consciousness, Luhan, lover of magic itself, is the only witness to Wufan, the one on the very top of the branch and the Tree, visitor of all worlds in great despair, as he gathers all the Life that is left in the Tree, into himself and throws himself off the now dead branch. He defies the wind that tries to carry him away, flying straight down to the others. For a moment, he touches them all, making them move, pulling them in, awakening them - they recognize him as Kris, he who makes anything possible, before their conscious fades out again.
When Luhan wakes, darkness surrounds him, but somehow, he sees through it, sees in a way he has never seen before - sees with eyes he never used to have.
Suddenly, he becomes aware that he is lying, that his body is lying. He now has a body he never had before.
A/N2: I dunno okay, I seriously don't. Comments are highly appreciated because uggh what am i even doing