“Yeah but you always seem to know what the hell is
going on with that big brain of yours. I’m paying you a compliment, sweetheart,
you should be thankful.” the fighter replied incredulously. If there was
one thing that Cain didn’t do particularly often, it was dish out compliments
to those who he deemed to be undeserving. If he told Abel that he was the best Navigator
then he most definitely meant it, Abel could protest and argue as much as he
liked but it would make no difference to Cain in the slightest.
“You must be tired if you’re turning me down. We both
know just how much you love it, especially when you’re always screaming how
good it feels.” the dark haired fighter responded with a quiet snort
before laying himself back down on the mattress with a heavy sigh. “You
work too fucking much, gonna make yourself sick if you carry on like
this.” Now that was something he didn’t say often, worry wasn’t an emotion
that Cain often liked to entertain, but underneath the bravado and the volatile
nature, he was still human after all.
HIS FUSE WAS SHORT, TONIGHT. He couldn’t stand the slightest of buzzes from any machine & he surely couldn’t muster enough attention to listen to Cain. His body was set abalze with with LETHARGY & must he acknowledge his Fighter’s kind words, then he will, but he couldn’t do much more to curve his mind as it pranced a path towards sleep. ❝& I thank you for it, Cain. Besides, I don’t scream– much; but that’s not the point. I’m just too tired to move anymore.❞ The words slide out with a sigh; Abel didn’t enjoy complaining. He kept it to himself, knowing that if he had the time to whine he had to time to WORK.
& IT MUST’VE BEEN A MIRACLE, FOR HIM TO EVER SYMPATHIZE. It caught Abel off guard, his words; they SHACKLED him with shock & caused his breath to shake out of his throat ( ever so careful, he must be.) It took him a moment to think of a response, a fight to keep his back to his Fighter as an emotion he wished not to explore spread through his chest.
He chose this path. This was what he had wanted-- what he had dreamed of being. He worked && he fought, yes, child, he's fought through it all. && this is who he want to be, he knows this is who he must be, but things have changed; he has more to lose, now.
He has so much more to lose, now, boy. He wants to protect everyone, though he's not so sure you can. He have doubt in your heart but he goes on with him because losing is not an option for him. It isn't an option for his partner, either, but it's better that way; he is your fuel. He is your sun.
His name is Ethan, but they've given him the task name 'ABEL.' The fighter he's been paired with has become the force behind his power && his lover. He cannot let him down. This is his chance to protect who he loves.
HE IS THE BOY WITH THE SPIRIT OF ICARUS.
THE FIRES THAT RAGED THROUGH ALEXANDRIA STARTED AT YOUR FINGERTIPS (ECLIPSE.)
He can't control it; he isn't who he is supposed to be. He is wrong for what he does, he know this & it's painful, not being able to stop hurting everyone he knows. He might kill each person in his path, & he's determinded to fight fire with fire. & If it is himself that stands in his way, then it is him that must perish.
BETWEEN THE PAGES OF FATE (MODERN.)
He is a boy who lives in his dreams. His life is built on them, just as his books are. A writer, a famous one at that, he is, though he says he only publishes his dreams to share with others. He hold each dream dear to him & does not believe that they aren't anything less than visions. He does not understand them, nor do many others; but he knows the future sits in his palms.
WITH A HALO THE COLOR OF SIN (GANGSTA.)
( based off the SF fic, By Your Side )
A tough battle it's always been, between the Alliance LLC and the Colteron. He stands as a Navigator, a normal, paired with a twilight he was supposedly obliged to name his Fighter. A war for territory, against anti-twilights that plage the lands; is the fight worth it?
&& WHAT IF THE STORM ENDS (SNK.)
They were forced to do it. After the serum had been leaked to create titan shifters out of orphaned children, they had no other choice. They made a sub-group within the Scouting Legion, of which goes by the name The Alliance. They call their soliders Navigators, their shifter to be Fighters. They train the atifcials into war objects, into weaponry they had chain to bed. It is where he works, where he trains with a shifter named Cain. They've become one of the best, but one of them is bound to die.
