Post by redemption on Sept 20, 2006 18:58:14 GMT -5
Disclaimer: I don't AD: JL or any Brother Bear songs.
No Way Out
Huntsgirl sat silently gazing at the wall; her eyes were narrow, bright with unshed tears, her body trembling with the effort of keeping her sobs in.
On the cot next to her lay a fellow Huntsgirl, a young girl named Julie. Julie had just started her days as apprentice, and had turned to the older, more experienced girl for guidance. Now she lay silent, on her back, breathing deep and even. Huntsgirl glanced at Julie over her shoulder before turning back to the wall, swiping angrily at her eyes as a few traitorous tear drops leaked out.
Everywhere I turn I hurt someone
But there’s nothing I can say to change the things I’ve done
I’d do anything within my power, I’d give everything I’ve got
But the path I seek is hidden from me now
It had been Julie’s first mission. She had trusted Huntsgirl. And Huntsgirl had let her down. Had let her down in the biggest way.
While out on patrol, the two girls had spotted Jake; the American Dragon, and split up. Huntsgirl had cornered him, but after much internal debate, had let him go. Just this once, she told herself. Never again.
She had scrambled up onto a building just in time to see him buck Julie off a few minutes later. The younger girl had hit the ground, and Jake flew away.
Julie didn’t get up.
Brother Bear, I let you down
You trusted me, believed in me
And I let you down
Now she lay here, in the infirmity, not moving, barely breathing. And Huntsgirl blamed herself.
A few tears escaped.
She should have never let Jake go. Never. She should have taken the chance on a mock fight. Hell, she should have actually given him a real fight. Anything would be better then this; this crushing feeling of guilt and grief, the feeling of having betrayed.
Of all the things I hid from you
I cannot hide the shame
And I pray someone, something will come
To take away the pain
She glanced back at Julie’s motionless form.
God, the kid had been so sweet. So innocent. She had trusted Huntsgirl to be there for her.
And Huntsgirl had betrayed her.
More tears rolled down her cheeks, and her body shook with silent sobs.
Never again, she vowed. She would never let Jake go again. She’d do a mock battle if she had to. Hell, she’d fight like her true intention was to slay him. But she would never, ever let him go again. Fighting him would be better then this.
Anything would be better then this. This hopeless, helpless feeling of grief and guilt, of something crushing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe. Anything would be better then the tears that stung hotly at her eyes, then the trembling of her body as she tried to control them.
Huntsgirl finally gave in to her tears.
There’s no way out of this dark place
No hope, no future
I know I can’t be free
But I can’t see another way
I can’t face another day
The End
Yeah.... should really be updating Never Alone, but....
Writing does marvelous things for pent up emotions, such as guilt and such. I was just in one of those moods, went, and wrote this in about two minutes, which is probably why it's so crappy and horrible.
Dedicated to a friend, because I feel like I really screwed up. I'm sorry.
No Way Out
Huntsgirl sat silently gazing at the wall; her eyes were narrow, bright with unshed tears, her body trembling with the effort of keeping her sobs in.
On the cot next to her lay a fellow Huntsgirl, a young girl named Julie. Julie had just started her days as apprentice, and had turned to the older, more experienced girl for guidance. Now she lay silent, on her back, breathing deep and even. Huntsgirl glanced at Julie over her shoulder before turning back to the wall, swiping angrily at her eyes as a few traitorous tear drops leaked out.
Everywhere I turn I hurt someone
But there’s nothing I can say to change the things I’ve done
I’d do anything within my power, I’d give everything I’ve got
But the path I seek is hidden from me now
It had been Julie’s first mission. She had trusted Huntsgirl. And Huntsgirl had let her down. Had let her down in the biggest way.
While out on patrol, the two girls had spotted Jake; the American Dragon, and split up. Huntsgirl had cornered him, but after much internal debate, had let him go. Just this once, she told herself. Never again.
She had scrambled up onto a building just in time to see him buck Julie off a few minutes later. The younger girl had hit the ground, and Jake flew away.
Julie didn’t get up.
Brother Bear, I let you down
You trusted me, believed in me
And I let you down
Now she lay here, in the infirmity, not moving, barely breathing. And Huntsgirl blamed herself.
A few tears escaped.
She should have never let Jake go. Never. She should have taken the chance on a mock fight. Hell, she should have actually given him a real fight. Anything would be better then this; this crushing feeling of guilt and grief, the feeling of having betrayed.
Of all the things I hid from you
I cannot hide the shame
And I pray someone, something will come
To take away the pain
She glanced back at Julie’s motionless form.
God, the kid had been so sweet. So innocent. She had trusted Huntsgirl to be there for her.
And Huntsgirl had betrayed her.
More tears rolled down her cheeks, and her body shook with silent sobs.
Never again, she vowed. She would never let Jake go again. She’d do a mock battle if she had to. Hell, she’d fight like her true intention was to slay him. But she would never, ever let him go again. Fighting him would be better then this.
Anything would be better then this. This hopeless, helpless feeling of grief and guilt, of something crushing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe. Anything would be better then the tears that stung hotly at her eyes, then the trembling of her body as she tried to control them.
Huntsgirl finally gave in to her tears.
There’s no way out of this dark place
No hope, no future
I know I can’t be free
But I can’t see another way
I can’t face another day
The End
Yeah.... should really be updating Never Alone, but....
Writing does marvelous things for pent up emotions, such as guilt and such. I was just in one of those moods, went, and wrote this in about two minutes, which is probably why it's so crappy and horrible.
Dedicated to a friend, because I feel like I really screwed up. I'm sorry.