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^ I sure do, Zammy, I sure do....XD
And now, the promised new chapter...
I was ready to faint. I was ready to scream at him. Or kill him instantly for just turning up. But instead, I just stood there, staring at him. "Really nice to see you again." Either he hadn't noticed that I would not politely return that phrase or he didn't mind. "Sabrina." The look in my mother's eyes was harsh. She thought highly of manners, especially because we were one of the old aristocratic families of Saffron and had had quite a good reputation. Had. And it was my fault that we'd lost it. I coughed. "Yeah…good to know you're still okay." 'So you can pay me the maintenance…'. I gulped as the thought reached my mind. He didn't know. Yet. I would have to tell him. There was no escape from that.
Robin strolled past me into the kitchen, hands in his pockets and smiling. Oh, yes, I could understand why so many girls had fallen for him. Hell, I had fallen for him too. I, of all people! I, the girl with no feelings, the girl without love…I grinned. Well, obviously I knew what love was now…and how much it could hurt. It was ironic, but I thought nothing could hurt more than love.
And it hurt to see him there, happy, seemingly as innocent as a young man his age could be, but I saw the shadows of all of his former girlfriends standing behind him. He had hurt so many. How could I have thought that I was any different? That he wouldn't dare to hurt me? He was one of my students; after all… he was a promising young psychic. And he still is, of course. No doubt his daughter will be a strong psychic too… unfortunately … if she gets to live to use her powers…
"I think you two will want to talk…alone." I turned around, silently begging my mother not to go. I didn't want her to stay because I just knew that she would try to bring us together again. I didn't want to be together with him again. Did I? Or not? After all, I had been the one complaining about having a child out of wedlock… But that wasn't the main problem. I could get along just fine without a man. I felt strong enough to live without any man. I was a gym leader, a teacher to the young psychics; I had been on my own for almost half of my life, without my family. I could stand on my own. I didn't need a husband. Even now. Especially now. I knew that Robin wouldn't ask me anyway, but still, I had gotten myself into the situation that my mother believed I wanted to marry before giving birth. I shuddered. This thought was… upsetting.
And secondly, I didn't want to be alone with him. I didn't want to tell him. I didn't care who would tell him in the end, but it wouldn't be me. I hoped it wouldn't have to be me. I wasn't ready. I would never be ready.
And still, I was now standing next to him in the empty kitchen. "Why are you here?" No reason to act nicely. We both knew that there was a rift between us. A rift that wouldn't, couldn't be closed anymore. At least I thought so. "I just wanted to visit you." He looked out of the window, not into my eyes. He was lying. There was more to it. Maybe he knew… "Just visiting." I snorted. "As if." He sighed, the false mask falling of his face. I didn't know why, but I started to relax. Maybe we would get the chance to clear out everything now, maybe now that we both had silently agreed to keep to the truth. "Your mother invited me. She told me we should talk…in private." I sighed. My mother just wanted the best for me, but the way she tried to achieve that wasn't right.
He turned around, the look in his eyes questioning. "But she didn't tell what we should talk about." I opened my mouth, forgetting that I had no idea how to start the conversation and steer it carefully round the right direction when he silenced me. "Please, if it's about the break-up…get over it." He lowered his head. "You knew how I was like. I haven't changed. So, don't try to me make me regret it. It won't work." I sighed relieved. So at least there was no chance he had agreed on the idea of marrying. And he was still as innocent-truth-loving as ever. "No, no…I'm not planning to make you come back to me either. But we still need to talk." I looked to the door. "We should get upstairs into my room. My mother might be eavesdropping on us." He shrugged. "Okay, whatever you say." He didn't mind it. He didn't ask. Sometimes he just acted like an immature child. And I feared he wouldn't change, even as a father…
On our way up the stairs, she started to kick again. I flinched and stopped. But Robin just walked past me, eyeing me curiously, but otherwise, he wasn't acting as if he already knew or cared. Just curious. "You're alright?" I smiled to myself. Already the second time I got asked this question today. "Yeah…she was just annoying me again…" 'And that won't stop for quite a while.' I made sure I said, and thought, this quietly, but Robin noticed nevertheless, he is a good mind-reader. His eyes were wide open; they told me everything his silent mouth couldn't say out loud. He was surprised, but I couldn't tell by how much. I was never good at reading peoples' emotions and that's one thing that won't change for sure.
"Sabrina…" "Let's get into my room, okay?" I didn't want to talk to him in the middle of the staircase. It just didn't seem right. Not for this conversation. For any other conversation, maybe. But not for this one.
I took a deep breath while walking up the last steps, trying to ignore her protesting movements. Maybe she didn't want me to talk to her father. Understandable. This wasn't going to end pretty, I just knew it. I hadn't gotten any premonitions for almost half a year, but I didn't need my powers to foresee the outcome of this discussion.
Immediately after I closed and locked the door behind us, Robin started. "Sabrina, you…" "Shhh…" I sat down next to him on the bed, sighing and trying to smile, but I guess I failed. Again. He wasn't convinced. "You…are pregnant?" I nodded silently. "You…why didn't you tell me?" Fear. The feeling he wouldn't understand anyway. Anger. Many reasons. "I didn't…." I stopped. Not knowing how to continue the sentence. How could I tell them that I had wanted to kill the child, his child? That the only reason we both weren't dead yet was Artur's interruption? He would think me insane. And I couldn't deny that I was, at least partly, truly and still mad. "I didn't want her." The truth couldn't hurt as much as many lies could. Not in this case. "You didn't want the baby? But why didn't you abort then? I thought it's easier for psychics…" The edge in his tone was sharp now, very sharp and it cut into my very soul. He was condemning me for my behaviour, and, well, he had reason to do so. It was easier for psychics to kill their unborn, after all, we had our powers to kill…I should know…
"It was too late…too dangerous for me…both of us…" "I see…" He looked away. Disappointed. With me. Who else? "And what do you plan on doing now? I mean, you have to have it now, there's no doubt." I laughed emptily and said, without realising it. "Well, first, I tried to kill myself…" He stared at me, shocked. "What?!" I only continued to laugh. It was ridiculous, actually. No one could ever understand why I acted the way I did. They didn't see the danger this child had inherited. They didn't see the danger I still possessed. They just saw my insanity. Maybe one day I would end up in the madhouse, if the gym wasn't one of them already.
Something slapping me. I stopped laughing. Robin growled at me. "You're surely not the girl I loved once anymore." "Am I?" He was serious, facing me now directly. "I'm not sure if it's the hormones or the age or the weather or whatever, but you're at least not the Sabrina I knew when I was a student and young lad." I grinned. "You still are." He smirked back, but didn't lose his seriousness. "I've got the experience to be older…especially with women, I know. But back to the topic, m'lady. The girl I know wouldn't let herself be beaten by something like this, by life itself! The girl I know would stand up, braver and stronger than before and get through it with all her might! The girl I loved was tough, not suicidal. Her mind was analytical, not over-emotional. And there was always another solution to her problems than just death. You know, she wanted to live. And I bet her daughter wants to live too…"
I was crying. He was right in so many ways…I had changed. I hadn't wanted to change, but I had nevertheless. Now it was my turn again to get back the life I once had. I had to, I just had to…
"Robin, I…" I still cried. He held me silently in his arms, apparently prepared for something like this. Like he said, he had a lot of experience with women. "Even if I changed, you didn't…you're still the boy I loved." "And probably still do, eh?" I stared at his face. He was grinning at me. "Nah, don't have to answer that one." I sniffed and stopped crying. Crying had been typical for me recently, but not for the girl I had been before, the girl Robin had talked about. I had to stop being a cry-baby. I had been crying just too much…couldn't be good for me…and her.
"But…I still have to think about the future…about my job and everything… Raising a child is not easy, you know?" "Sabrina, I might be a man, but there are basic things about life I am familiar with." He leaned back, his short, lavender hair falling on the bed sheet. He was cute the way he was relaxing here. I wondered if he had already a girlfriend again…very possible. He couldn't get out of the house without a harem of young female teens following him. Could I really be the only unlucky of them to get pregnant? "But think realistically. Lance can't fire you without getting serious problems with the law. He isn't that almighty, even though you as a gym leader, and thus, his underling, might think so. I think you wouldn't even need a lawyer to get your free holidays." He winked. "And secondly, I know a child costs money. Everything does. You're not poor, at least not as poor as I am." "Yeah, you need your followers to feed you." He shrugged nonchalantly. "But it works, doesn't it? I'm no bag of bones, I am healthy, neat, have clothes and a roof over my head." "But you're taking advantage of the love of 'your' girls." "And yet, at the same time, I'm caring for them. Just like I do for you." He smiled and sat up, stroking my hair. I looked away. I didn't want to start the things again I had thought to have buried away. If I started to love him again, it would just intensify my misery. "And believe me, I will care for my child…" I smiled. 'Better tell him now or he'll be quite surprised in time…' "Well, for starters, you could pay the maintenance…" "Uh…He grumbled slightly, before sighing. "I have to, don't I? Don't want to get problems with the law, too…the gym leaders have quite good lawyers, I know…" I cocked an eyebrow. "From experience?" "Ah, no. Newspapers, you know? They always win the trials…" I laughed, but just then, she started to kick again. I winced. "Something wrong?" So he was caring. "No, she's kicking again." He looked away, chewing on his lip. I blinked, wondering what was wrong. "Could I…I mean…" He looked at me again, insecurity in his voice. "I'm not sure if I'm allowed to ask for this…" "Just ask anyway. You won't get the answer if you don't ask." "Okay…" He still hesitated. "Can I…could I feel her…I mean…I…" He sighed. I understood, but now I was nervous as well. So far, I had let nobody except for the doctor touch me, because it felt so…awkward. What was there to feel anyway? She was kicking to bother me, nothing more.
But still, I grabbed his hand. We were silent for a moment, when the girl moved again. He gulped, surprised. "Whoa…I didn't think I would actually feel her…but…you're sure it's a girl? With that kick, it could turn out to be quite a good soccer player…" I laughed. "And now only boys are allowed to play soccer, eh? No, I don't know for sure if it's a girl, but I just assume it is. Or rather, I hope it is." I blushed. No idea why I wanted a daughter more than a son, did it matter in any way?
"Actually, everyone else keeps on telling me that it's going to be a boy, even the doctor, but I keep on calling it a 'she'. And no, before you ask, I can't find out about it with my powers. Pretty much lost them when I got pregnant…common for stronger psychics." "I see..." Robin coughed. "By the why, how far are you? You don't look too far…can't be more than seven months anyway…" He laughed. We had met seven months ago. "Twenty-two weeks." "Hm, twenty-two… so only fourteen weeks anymore? Three and half months? That's going to be a Christmas child, you know?" "More like New-Year's eve. 29th December, if she's on time…" I stopped. I didn't know how to ask the next question… "…will you be there?" He smiled and nodded. "I told you I'll care for you two."
And now, the promised new chapter...
"Discovering Hope"
I was ready to faint. I was ready to scream at him. Or kill him instantly for just turning up. But instead, I just stood there, staring at him. "Really nice to see you again." Either he hadn't noticed that I would not politely return that phrase or he didn't mind. "Sabrina." The look in my mother's eyes was harsh. She thought highly of manners, especially because we were one of the old aristocratic families of Saffron and had had quite a good reputation. Had. And it was my fault that we'd lost it. I coughed. "Yeah…good to know you're still okay." 'So you can pay me the maintenance…'. I gulped as the thought reached my mind. He didn't know. Yet. I would have to tell him. There was no escape from that.
Robin strolled past me into the kitchen, hands in his pockets and smiling. Oh, yes, I could understand why so many girls had fallen for him. Hell, I had fallen for him too. I, of all people! I, the girl with no feelings, the girl without love…I grinned. Well, obviously I knew what love was now…and how much it could hurt. It was ironic, but I thought nothing could hurt more than love.
And it hurt to see him there, happy, seemingly as innocent as a young man his age could be, but I saw the shadows of all of his former girlfriends standing behind him. He had hurt so many. How could I have thought that I was any different? That he wouldn't dare to hurt me? He was one of my students; after all… he was a promising young psychic. And he still is, of course. No doubt his daughter will be a strong psychic too… unfortunately … if she gets to live to use her powers…
"I think you two will want to talk…alone." I turned around, silently begging my mother not to go. I didn't want her to stay because I just knew that she would try to bring us together again. I didn't want to be together with him again. Did I? Or not? After all, I had been the one complaining about having a child out of wedlock… But that wasn't the main problem. I could get along just fine without a man. I felt strong enough to live without any man. I was a gym leader, a teacher to the young psychics; I had been on my own for almost half of my life, without my family. I could stand on my own. I didn't need a husband. Even now. Especially now. I knew that Robin wouldn't ask me anyway, but still, I had gotten myself into the situation that my mother believed I wanted to marry before giving birth. I shuddered. This thought was… upsetting.
And secondly, I didn't want to be alone with him. I didn't want to tell him. I didn't care who would tell him in the end, but it wouldn't be me. I hoped it wouldn't have to be me. I wasn't ready. I would never be ready.
And still, I was now standing next to him in the empty kitchen. "Why are you here?" No reason to act nicely. We both knew that there was a rift between us. A rift that wouldn't, couldn't be closed anymore. At least I thought so. "I just wanted to visit you." He looked out of the window, not into my eyes. He was lying. There was more to it. Maybe he knew… "Just visiting." I snorted. "As if." He sighed, the false mask falling of his face. I didn't know why, but I started to relax. Maybe we would get the chance to clear out everything now, maybe now that we both had silently agreed to keep to the truth. "Your mother invited me. She told me we should talk…in private." I sighed. My mother just wanted the best for me, but the way she tried to achieve that wasn't right.
He turned around, the look in his eyes questioning. "But she didn't tell what we should talk about." I opened my mouth, forgetting that I had no idea how to start the conversation and steer it carefully round the right direction when he silenced me. "Please, if it's about the break-up…get over it." He lowered his head. "You knew how I was like. I haven't changed. So, don't try to me make me regret it. It won't work." I sighed relieved. So at least there was no chance he had agreed on the idea of marrying. And he was still as innocent-truth-loving as ever. "No, no…I'm not planning to make you come back to me either. But we still need to talk." I looked to the door. "We should get upstairs into my room. My mother might be eavesdropping on us." He shrugged. "Okay, whatever you say." He didn't mind it. He didn't ask. Sometimes he just acted like an immature child. And I feared he wouldn't change, even as a father…
On our way up the stairs, she started to kick again. I flinched and stopped. But Robin just walked past me, eyeing me curiously, but otherwise, he wasn't acting as if he already knew or cared. Just curious. "You're alright?" I smiled to myself. Already the second time I got asked this question today. "Yeah…she was just annoying me again…" 'And that won't stop for quite a while.' I made sure I said, and thought, this quietly, but Robin noticed nevertheless, he is a good mind-reader. His eyes were wide open; they told me everything his silent mouth couldn't say out loud. He was surprised, but I couldn't tell by how much. I was never good at reading peoples' emotions and that's one thing that won't change for sure.
"Sabrina…" "Let's get into my room, okay?" I didn't want to talk to him in the middle of the staircase. It just didn't seem right. Not for this conversation. For any other conversation, maybe. But not for this one.
I took a deep breath while walking up the last steps, trying to ignore her protesting movements. Maybe she didn't want me to talk to her father. Understandable. This wasn't going to end pretty, I just knew it. I hadn't gotten any premonitions for almost half a year, but I didn't need my powers to foresee the outcome of this discussion.
Immediately after I closed and locked the door behind us, Robin started. "Sabrina, you…" "Shhh…" I sat down next to him on the bed, sighing and trying to smile, but I guess I failed. Again. He wasn't convinced. "You…are pregnant?" I nodded silently. "You…why didn't you tell me?" Fear. The feeling he wouldn't understand anyway. Anger. Many reasons. "I didn't…." I stopped. Not knowing how to continue the sentence. How could I tell them that I had wanted to kill the child, his child? That the only reason we both weren't dead yet was Artur's interruption? He would think me insane. And I couldn't deny that I was, at least partly, truly and still mad. "I didn't want her." The truth couldn't hurt as much as many lies could. Not in this case. "You didn't want the baby? But why didn't you abort then? I thought it's easier for psychics…" The edge in his tone was sharp now, very sharp and it cut into my very soul. He was condemning me for my behaviour, and, well, he had reason to do so. It was easier for psychics to kill their unborn, after all, we had our powers to kill…I should know…
"It was too late…too dangerous for me…both of us…" "I see…" He looked away. Disappointed. With me. Who else? "And what do you plan on doing now? I mean, you have to have it now, there's no doubt." I laughed emptily and said, without realising it. "Well, first, I tried to kill myself…" He stared at me, shocked. "What?!" I only continued to laugh. It was ridiculous, actually. No one could ever understand why I acted the way I did. They didn't see the danger this child had inherited. They didn't see the danger I still possessed. They just saw my insanity. Maybe one day I would end up in the madhouse, if the gym wasn't one of them already.
Something slapping me. I stopped laughing. Robin growled at me. "You're surely not the girl I loved once anymore." "Am I?" He was serious, facing me now directly. "I'm not sure if it's the hormones or the age or the weather or whatever, but you're at least not the Sabrina I knew when I was a student and young lad." I grinned. "You still are." He smirked back, but didn't lose his seriousness. "I've got the experience to be older…especially with women, I know. But back to the topic, m'lady. The girl I know wouldn't let herself be beaten by something like this, by life itself! The girl I know would stand up, braver and stronger than before and get through it with all her might! The girl I loved was tough, not suicidal. Her mind was analytical, not over-emotional. And there was always another solution to her problems than just death. You know, she wanted to live. And I bet her daughter wants to live too…"
I was crying. He was right in so many ways…I had changed. I hadn't wanted to change, but I had nevertheless. Now it was my turn again to get back the life I once had. I had to, I just had to…
"Robin, I…" I still cried. He held me silently in his arms, apparently prepared for something like this. Like he said, he had a lot of experience with women. "Even if I changed, you didn't…you're still the boy I loved." "And probably still do, eh?" I stared at his face. He was grinning at me. "Nah, don't have to answer that one." I sniffed and stopped crying. Crying had been typical for me recently, but not for the girl I had been before, the girl Robin had talked about. I had to stop being a cry-baby. I had been crying just too much…couldn't be good for me…and her.
"But…I still have to think about the future…about my job and everything… Raising a child is not easy, you know?" "Sabrina, I might be a man, but there are basic things about life I am familiar with." He leaned back, his short, lavender hair falling on the bed sheet. He was cute the way he was relaxing here. I wondered if he had already a girlfriend again…very possible. He couldn't get out of the house without a harem of young female teens following him. Could I really be the only unlucky of them to get pregnant? "But think realistically. Lance can't fire you without getting serious problems with the law. He isn't that almighty, even though you as a gym leader, and thus, his underling, might think so. I think you wouldn't even need a lawyer to get your free holidays." He winked. "And secondly, I know a child costs money. Everything does. You're not poor, at least not as poor as I am." "Yeah, you need your followers to feed you." He shrugged nonchalantly. "But it works, doesn't it? I'm no bag of bones, I am healthy, neat, have clothes and a roof over my head." "But you're taking advantage of the love of 'your' girls." "And yet, at the same time, I'm caring for them. Just like I do for you." He smiled and sat up, stroking my hair. I looked away. I didn't want to start the things again I had thought to have buried away. If I started to love him again, it would just intensify my misery. "And believe me, I will care for my child…" I smiled. 'Better tell him now or he'll be quite surprised in time…' "Well, for starters, you could pay the maintenance…" "Uh…He grumbled slightly, before sighing. "I have to, don't I? Don't want to get problems with the law, too…the gym leaders have quite good lawyers, I know…" I cocked an eyebrow. "From experience?" "Ah, no. Newspapers, you know? They always win the trials…" I laughed, but just then, she started to kick again. I winced. "Something wrong?" So he was caring. "No, she's kicking again." He looked away, chewing on his lip. I blinked, wondering what was wrong. "Could I…I mean…" He looked at me again, insecurity in his voice. "I'm not sure if I'm allowed to ask for this…" "Just ask anyway. You won't get the answer if you don't ask." "Okay…" He still hesitated. "Can I…could I feel her…I mean…I…" He sighed. I understood, but now I was nervous as well. So far, I had let nobody except for the doctor touch me, because it felt so…awkward. What was there to feel anyway? She was kicking to bother me, nothing more.
But still, I grabbed his hand. We were silent for a moment, when the girl moved again. He gulped, surprised. "Whoa…I didn't think I would actually feel her…but…you're sure it's a girl? With that kick, it could turn out to be quite a good soccer player…" I laughed. "And now only boys are allowed to play soccer, eh? No, I don't know for sure if it's a girl, but I just assume it is. Or rather, I hope it is." I blushed. No idea why I wanted a daughter more than a son, did it matter in any way?
"Actually, everyone else keeps on telling me that it's going to be a boy, even the doctor, but I keep on calling it a 'she'. And no, before you ask, I can't find out about it with my powers. Pretty much lost them when I got pregnant…common for stronger psychics." "I see..." Robin coughed. "By the why, how far are you? You don't look too far…can't be more than seven months anyway…" He laughed. We had met seven months ago. "Twenty-two weeks." "Hm, twenty-two… so only fourteen weeks anymore? Three and half months? That's going to be a Christmas child, you know?" "More like New-Year's eve. 29th December, if she's on time…" I stopped. I didn't know how to ask the next question… "…will you be there?" He smiled and nodded. "I told you I'll care for you two."
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Very nice chapter... it's interesting to see this emotional Sabrina rather than the one who calculates everything out. So she lost her powers when she became pregnant? I bet she didn't foresee that... I like how things have turned for the good... of course I'm all for happy endings... and this Robin character reminds me of someone. For some reason, he seems to resemble a trainer I know...
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^.^ Thanks for reviewing! (I'm not used to saying this anymore...quite a while ago that I wrote something and published it)
Hehehe...I think that after getting her emotions back, Sabrina became quite an emotional character. Mainly because, well, I think she just wasn't used to emotions anymore and so, let them overwhelm her.
And I've met few pregnant women who were overemotional, too. >>;;;;
She didn't use them completely. Different story, but still same point: The child's powers (as they're likely bigger than hers, genetic reason I won't explain again, they took two pages in word the last time I tried to explain it to someone XD) block hers out. So she will get them back after birth. I kinda think Artur would not have been able to stop her from killing herself if she had lost them forever, but again, that's my interpretion. ^^
Uh...*sweatdrops* No, I won't say anyhting else. Just be prepared for some bad endings, too. ^^;;;;
A trainer you know? Oo Tell me, I'm clueless. He's my original character...
Hehehe...I think that after getting her emotions back, Sabrina became quite an emotional character. Mainly because, well, I think she just wasn't used to emotions anymore and so, let them overwhelm her.
And I've met few pregnant women who were overemotional, too. >>;;;;
She didn't use them completely. Different story, but still same point: The child's powers (as they're likely bigger than hers, genetic reason I won't explain again, they took two pages in word the last time I tried to explain it to someone XD) block hers out. So she will get them back after birth. I kinda think Artur would not have been able to stop her from killing herself if she had lost them forever, but again, that's my interpretion. ^^
Uh...*sweatdrops* No, I won't say anyhting else. Just be prepared for some bad endings, too. ^^;;;;
A trainer you know? Oo Tell me, I'm clueless. He's my original character...
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I'm sorry I write such short reviews... it comes from my naturally shy nature, I read a fanfic and love it and then don't have much to say.
Now I don't mind sad endings... what I mind are bizarre, depressing, disturbing endings, and when I say that, I speak specifically of the ending to Neon Genesis Evangelion. That is not how to end a series.
Now I don't mind sad endings... what I mind are bizarre, depressing, disturbing endings, and when I say that, I speak specifically of the ending to Neon Genesis Evangelion. That is not how to end a series.
These led me to believe that Robin was actually Will...
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It's no problem. ^^;;; I'm mostly to shy to even write a review at all, even though I would have lots to say...
I see...now, I don't have seen NGE, but I can picture what kind of ending you mean. No, it won't be one like that. ^^
XD Oh, okay...*sweatdrop* I see now the resemblence.. *note to herself: Don't make your original characters too much like the ones you like* He is certainly not supposed to be Will...Will will appear later and he'll certainly have a different character. The Will I see is not like Robin, not at all. ^^
I see...now, I don't have seen NGE, but I can picture what kind of ending you mean. No, it won't be one like that. ^^
XD Oh, okay...*sweatdrop* I see now the resemblence.. *note to herself: Don't make your original characters too much like the ones you like* He is certainly not supposed to be Will...Will will appear later and he'll certainly have a different character. The Will I see is not like Robin, not at all. ^^
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I thought that you may be sneaking Will into the story under a different name, so as you can tell, I instantly jumped on those clues. I've got to make sure not to assume things from now on...
And of course this reminds me that I have to get back to work on my fanfic... it's unfortunate that I haven't been feeling too good lately, which has been the main reason I've been stopped from working on it.
And of course this reminds me that I have to get back to work on my fanfic... it's unfortunate that I haven't been feeling too good lately, which has been the main reason I've been stopped from working on it.
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Partly, you're right, I like to sneak in certains things, for example, pokemon characters under different names into my original fics. But this time, it was not- and will not be- the case. ^^
No problem. I'll wait for the chapters...easier now that there was a new chapter today. XD
I'm acutally surprised that Agathe lives near/in the mountains, since she's an old lady, but then again, she's a ghost trainer, a creepy ghost trainer...
No problem. I'll wait for the chapters...easier now that there was a new chapter today. XD
I'm acutally surprised that Agathe lives near/in the mountains, since she's an old lady, but then again, she's a ghost trainer, a creepy ghost trainer...
This made me laugh for some reason. XD
I've come to another conclusion: Giovanni suffered from brain freeze the moment he saved those files. XD
Have to admit, didn't think of that. O,O
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Agatha living near Mt. Silver is a reference to the lady who lives in a small house near Mt. Silver in Pokemon Gold/Silver. In the game she says she wants to get away from all of her fans, so I figure, that could easily be Agatha (especially considering Agatha wasn't in the Elite Four in those games).
Another chapter today... but no Sabrina... I had to give Giselle a little more time in the spotlight.
Another chapter today... but no Sabrina... I had to give Giselle a little more time in the spotlight.
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Really? There was an old lady there? I don't remember...but nice reference, anyway! ^-^
Hehehe, it's rather two chapters, eh? XD I liked the first one, too...didn't know wheter to laugh or cry because of Giselle's behaviour...and 'poor' Charmaine and Keane, Giselle's not only stubborn, but also strong. And Joe is, too. XD
The other chapter...whoa, I'm surprised. Again, I had no idea what Gio's plan could have been, so I think I would have been fooled, too. ^^;;;;
Hehehe, it's rather two chapters, eh? XD I liked the first one, too...didn't know wheter to laugh or cry because of Giselle's behaviour...and 'poor' Charmaine and Keane, Giselle's not only stubborn, but also strong. And Joe is, too. XD
The other chapter...whoa, I'm surprised. Again, I had no idea what Gio's plan could have been, so I think I would have been fooled, too. ^^;;;;
I have a better idea: Just kill that f*cking b*stard already! XD (just kidding, okay? I'm angry enough to kill him...have been angry enough for chapters already...)
*snicker* Well, if I was there...you would have s serious problem, Mr. Gio...XD
...I wouldn't believe anything I hear from him anymore...
As if he wants to do that...>>
You're killing innocent characters again? *cough, just kidding again* ...
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I couldn't kill off my precious Jasmine, could I? But I should warn you, it's a good possibility this story ends up with fewer than 50 chapters... I don't know how long I can stretch out the action. Although, I have to admit, once I start writing, I can get into it... and then things end up changing quite a bit.
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Well, I'm always prepared for everything... *glares at today's chapter*
I think today most of the action ended, eh? With Gio killed, what else is there to happen? Of course, there are a few things that will happen *coughcough*, but with the big boss dead...
Originally, I wanted to post the next chapter today *winks at Zammy* But I decided against it, as my post/review is already long enough...^^;;;;
I think today most of the action ended, eh? With Gio killed, what else is there to happen? Of course, there are a few things that will happen *coughcough*, but with the big boss dead...
Personally, I think he had lost his mind chapters ago...
Fiancé, Silver, fiancé....that makes the thing even more complicated, methinks. XD
*in the background, an oddly coloured Absol prepares to attack/kill/murder/torture/make him watch Barney....*
*cheers for Janine* ^^ Incredible that, in the end, it is her who kills him...
Awwww...*sniffs*
*in the background, the oddly coloured Absol stares in shock*
*Absol has fainted*
Nice to hear, but the Absol has fainted anyway...XD
Originally, I wanted to post the next chapter today *winks at Zammy* But I decided against it, as my post/review is already long enough...^^;;;;
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Yes, so all the excitement is over. Poetic justice, Giovanni gets killed, the good guys survive, Janine finds redemption. I tried to make it interesting, but this was what was going to happen all along... I just tried to spice it up a bit. Actually, originally, there was not going to be any mountain explosion, just three meetings- Giovanni & Silver, Giovanni & Janine, and Janine & Silver. I didn't know how it would work out.
So, my question is: who's going to be the best man and maid of honor at Sabrina and Will's wedding? Liza and Tate are going to serve different roles, so they're out of the question.
So, my question is: who's going to be the best man and maid of honor at Sabrina and Will's wedding? Liza and Tate are going to serve different roles, so they're out of the question.
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I think the way you did it is better than the way you wanted it to be. XD There's just more action, more tension...
...*cough* Crazy idea, but...ME!!!!!!!! XD *imagines an oddly coloured Absol in dress, stilettos and everything....and falls down laughing* And Zammy can be the best man...heheheh....the humiliation...XD
Well, I'll just have to wait and see...^.^
And just as promised...the fourth chapter, part one! (The flashback part of the chapter)
"Discovering Dark Fantasies, Part One"
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Torches burning. The cold marble floor freezing her feet, giving off the expression that the fire didn't exist at all and was just a product of her strained mind. "And this, dear council of elders of the Saffron psychic school, is my daughter Sabrina Bennett. She wishes to be admitted to your institution." "Kneel down, girl." She swallowed, but did as she was told to. Her father stepped back, out of the ring of students that had formed around the young girl. He couldn't help her anymore. This was her test and she had to pass it. Pass it or fail. It wasn't just a decision made for the next years, it would change her whole life in ways she couldn't even think of now.
"How old are you, girl?" She didn't see who was asking her. There were several men sitting cross-legged in front of her, a few steps made out of cold, grey stone between them, separating the high council from the low students. And her.
"Five years, six months and fourteen days, sir." Her voice didn't betray her. She was nervous, but she was not allowed to show it. She had to be brave. Saffron's psychic school was the best in Kanto, and they only took the crème de lá crème, the strongest out of the strongest. Of course, one could get the best education here, all of the greater psychics had studied here. She was promising, she needed to be allowed to stay here, she had to pass…
"When did you find out about your powers?" 'No stuttering. Clear and short answers. They don't want to hear you telling novels.' Father's saying. "Seven months and three weeks ago, sir." She wasn't looking up, but she could feel the gaze of the elders. They were stunned. "You were quite young back then, girl. Only four years." "Yes." There was no other answer. She had been really young when she discovered her powers, but the younger she had started, the more she could train. Father's saying.
"Any other psychics in your family, girl?" "My father, Jonathan Bennett." She could feel them nodding. They knew her father. He wasn't such a strong psychic, but he was a good one nevertheless. "Then, on my father's side, my grandfather Tristan Bennett…" She was about to continue when one of the elders silenced her. She braced herself for anything, for it might be that she had broken one of the countless rules of the school, but nothing happened. "We know about your father's family, girl. A very old psychic family, oh yes, a very old family…" She didn't dare to look up, but again, she could feel their smiles. "Nothing unexpected that his daughter will be the next psychic continuing the line…come here, girl." She took a deep breath and stood up, walking slowly up the stairs to the elders. Now that she was standing in front of them, she could make out their outlines. There were seven men of all ages altogether, sitting in a semicircle. They were all wearing long, brown cowls. For any outsider, it may have seemed to be a bit too mystic, too esoteric, but for the psychics, it was a holy ceremony. "Kneel down again." She lowered her head, staring at the floor again. "Relax. We'll test now how strong you are at the moment…and how strong you might be one day." She couldn't relax. She was too tense, her mind was on alert, she was ready to jump and run away any moment, the adrenalin shooting through her body.
A cold hand touched her head. She flinched, but only for a second. Then, she could feel something invading her mind, something trying to read her. It was frightening. Very frightening. And so, she did the only thing she could think of: Shielding herself with her powers. Or at least, she tried. A flash. Darkness.
Someone laughing. "Well, you certainly have a powerful- and stubborn daughter, Jonathan! She's not even half as strong as me, but still tried to attack me! Hahah! What a cute little fighting girl!" Sabrina blinked. She was lying on the floor, staring into one of the torches burning silently. The fire reflected in her eyes.
"Oh, yes, we'll accept you, little Sabrina. We'll accept you…you'll be a great and well-known psychic one day!"
They didn't know just how right they were.
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The little girl was kneeling on a stool in front of a window, looking outside. It was summer again. She could see the sun shining through the leaves of the trees, the light reflected by the water of the little pond in the garden, small waves caused by the slight breeze. It looked so peaceful and nice…she would do anything for being allowed to go outside and play. How long had it been now that she had been 'imprisoned' in this house and the school, continuously trained by her father and the teachers? How long had it been that she had last played in the sandpit, had been allowed to do what any child her age loved to do? She wasn't counting the days anymore.
And of course, her father was right, she needed the training. She didn't want to lose control of her powers, she wanted to know how to use them, use them deliberately, without the fear of killing someone…again.
And so, she didn't complain, didn't say anything and continued to hope.
Until today.
It was a Saturday evening. Her mother was sleeping upstairs, her father was still working. He was always working late; he loved his work so much. Of course, it had to do with the fact that he was psychic and thus, popular under employers. Psychics endured more than normal people…
The girl turned her head around, looking at the front door. There was nothing keeping her in. Nothing. Okay, the door was locked, but she had bent enough spoons to know how to twist metal.
Slowly, she climbed down the stool and walked up to the door. A flash in her eyes, her fingers glowing blue, a crack could be heard. The door was open; the lock fell down, coiled as if it had been thrown into a furnace.
Sabrina smiled as she saw what she had done, but only for a second. Then, the girl ran through the garden, to the small forest path that connected their house with the rest of the city. Her father had build up a psychic barrier surrounding the garden, so she couldn't escape by teleporting, but by now, she was almost as strong as him and it wouldn't take her long to break through the barrier. But Sabrina wasn't in the mood to spend too much power on such a simple thing, so she just walked up to the garden gate and teleported there, where the barrier ended.
It wasn't difficult for her to find her friends again. Their auras were unique, even in a city as big as Saffron easy to locate. It didn't matter that she hadn't seen or heard of them in over a...year, was it? It didn't matter that back then, she hadn't known how to use her powers and the word 'aura' had no meaning to her and thus, she had had no chance to memorize the delicate coloured halos shimmering around their forms. True friends would always cross roads again.
It was just a matter of asking if they were still true friends…
They were playing, innocently, not noticing her at first. It was as if the year hadn't passed, as if the accident had only happened a day ago and she was coming to play again, joking with them about the stupid brat that had tried to invade their childish paradise. But that wasn't true. There was an invisible barrier between them, a wall that could neither be felt nor torn down. Something had split them apart, made them different from each other, as if they were suddenly residents of different countries.
But Sabrina wasn't aware of all of that.
She was happy to see them again, happy to see there were still children allowed to play. It was refreshing to see them.
"Hey!" Amber was the first to turn her head around. She was the most curious out of the three, something many people mixed up with her unbelievable weirdness. However, her next reaction wasn't the product of the strange connections her mind made sometimes, oh no, considering the situation, it was a completely reasonable and understandable response: She backed away.
Sabrina stopped, surprised. She felt that something wasn't right, but couldn't put her finger on it. "You." The coldness in Amber's voice made her shiver. Now, the boys were also turning around, frightened, in David's case and shocked in Robin's. "You dare to come back after what you've done?" "What I've done?" She couldn't remember anything too awful she had done to her friends, but she would of course apologize if that was the case. "You killed that boy! You killed him! Just by looking at him! You're a bad girl, a witch!" Of course, witch wasn't the correct term, as witches and psychics had quite different methods of accomplishing their goals, but for the lower people, it was all the same. "We don't want to play with you anymore! You could kill us, too!" The boys were unsure if they should nod or shake their heads, they didn't care that Amber had been speaking for them anyway.
"But…" Sabrina didn't know what to do. Until now, no one had ever considered her powers evil, or horrifying, or wicked. It was right that she had killed with them, but that had been an accident…right?
"Go away! Just go away and leave us alone!" The little psychic was speechless. Just speechless. It didn't matter that seconds later, her father arrived via teleport and took her with him. It didn't matter that he would scold her for running away, for spending time with 'normal' people, people that were below her when she should be training. It didn't matter that he would scream at her and slap her. All that mattered was that she was alone.
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Wow, not a very good past for Sabrina... to be put through such training and then be outcast like that... although I think I would have run away from her too. It makes me understand why she's the way she is in the present time, after having such a dark history. Now I assume there's one more part to this chapter, right? Or are there more parts to it?
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Well, to say in my defence (so no one will think again that I give Sabrina a bad history because I secretly hate her), something awful has to have happened in her childhood to make her so obsessed with training, to make her an outcast and make her loose her emotions. I was simply searching for a possible reason...
Yep, this chapter (and the next one, too) are separated into two parts. One, because I don't want to post too much at once, second, because there isa system behind it. ^^ First part is past and/or not Sabrina's point of view, second part is present and her point of view. ^^
I'm just not sure when I should post the next part...the chapter is finished, as is the whole story, but not edited, which means, typos everwhere...and I don't want to post a chapter/part each day, that's a bit too much...
Yep, this chapter (and the next one, too) are separated into two parts. One, because I don't want to post too much at once, second, because there isa system behind it. ^^ First part is past and/or not Sabrina's point of view, second part is present and her point of view. ^^
I'm just not sure when I should post the next part...the chapter is finished, as is the whole story, but not edited, which means, typos everwhere...and I don't want to post a chapter/part each day, that's a bit too much...
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There's no reason to rush. I've taken time off that fanfic to work on a side project, an anime crossover story that will become my main focus (and is at the moment) once my Pokemon fanfic comes to a close.
One problem for me will be figuring out how much to tell in the epilogue. Do I leave it open just in case I ever want to come back to it, or do I pretty much tell everything and seal the series to a definite close? I have a feeling I'll disappoint you over the amount of information I give about Sabrina's life... as in, not enough... I don't think I'm going to go too far into the future...
One problem for me will be figuring out how much to tell in the epilogue. Do I leave it open just in case I ever want to come back to it, or do I pretty much tell everything and seal the series to a definite close? I have a feeling I'll disappoint you over the amount of information I give about Sabrina's life... as in, not enough... I don't think I'm going to go too far into the future...
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Comes to a close? XD I thought your fanfic had already come to a close? XD As in, there's nothing more to write than the epilogue now?
Hm...I can't really advise you anything...I tend to 'overdo' my epilogues....but that's saying something, as the epilogue to my +600 pages story is *only* two and a half pages, in which I covered most of the life of my characters until their death. XD But I mostly did that so I wouldn't be inclined to write another sequel...
Hehehe, don't worry. ^^ If you don't write so much about her in the epilogue, *I* will have the chance to write something...XD
BTW, start the countdown to our 1000th post! Only three more!!!! XD
Hm...I can't really advise you anything...I tend to 'overdo' my epilogues....but that's saying something, as the epilogue to my +600 pages story is *only* two and a half pages, in which I covered most of the life of my characters until their death. XD But I mostly did that so I wouldn't be inclined to write another sequel...
Hehehe, don't worry. ^^ If you don't write so much about her in the epilogue, *I* will have the chance to write something...XD
BTW, start the countdown to our 1000th post! Only three more!!!! XD
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I think there are three chapters left, one being the epilogue. It would make this story the same number of chapters as my first one- 46.
It's amazing we've made it so far in this club, with so many posts, about a character who appeared in 2 episodes in the anime... but here we are. (I actually think the next post, reply #999, is the 1000th post, and the following one is reply #1000 but post #1001.)
It's amazing we've made it so far in this club, with so many posts, about a character who appeared in 2 episodes in the anime... but here we are. (I actually think the next post, reply #999, is the 1000th post, and the following one is reply #1000 but post #1001.)
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^^ Okay. I'll wait for the next chapters.
Hehehe....like I said, it's our fault. We're pretty stubborn fans and don't let this club die...evenif we don't have any more topics to discuss, we still chat...not that this is bad in any way...
BUT...to celebrate this 'anniversary', I did think of a new topic. What was the funniest thing in your life that had to do with Sabrina? Or something crazy about your obsession, or weird, or whatever...you get the point. XD
My contribution...when I battled Sabrina for the first time in my life, I used Victreebel...and won. XD
Hehehe....like I said, it's our fault. We're pretty stubborn fans and don't let this club die...evenif we don't have any more topics to discuss, we still chat...not that this is bad in any way...
BUT...to celebrate this 'anniversary', I did think of a new topic. What was the funniest thing in your life that had to do with Sabrina? Or something crazy about your obsession, or weird, or whatever...you get the point. XD
My contribution...when I battled Sabrina for the first time in my life, I used Victreebel...and won. XD
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