10-22-2016, 12:18 AM
Blackness.
Everything was dark. Covered in shadow and wrapped into black nothing. Was that water poisoned? No, if it was poisoned, Amber would have woken up falling from the sky again. No, this was different. This was what she was looking for, but she must have triggered a trap. Something was here with her, though it had refused to show itself.
Amber closed her eyes tight, straining herself by tensing her muscles. Maybe if she focused hard enough she could get out?
Cold
It was freezing. When she opened her eyes she was laying in a world of snow. No wait. It was familiar. She was home in Remnant! But this, it can’t be right. It was her home in Atlas. That had burned years back, when the humans followed her home that day. Her heart nearly stopped when a young Amber ran past her, short on breath. The kid looked back like someone was chasing her then took refuge in the small wooden house.
”No..No! Don't do this to me! I can't!” Amber’s distorted voice called to seemingly no one. Perhaps she was yelling at the illusion itself. Either way, they finally came. Torches blazed through the snowy night, illuminating the dark sky. The teenager couldn't stand to watch this, she had to do something. She reached for Razorback, drawing it from it’s holster. Aiming to cut down the humans, as she'd wished to that day, she simply passed through them like a spirit. The girl sat and watched as humans set her house on fire years ago.
This was meant to tease her, to make her weak. Well it was working. Amber had so many regrets she couldn't begin to count them. This night, Amber had not eaten in days. She lost control and ran into a restaurant, attacking people for their food. The customers and workers were not too happy about this. They formed a mob and hunted her down, burning her house to the ground and killing her parents. She got out quick enough, before they even lit the house on fire. The flames drew heat to Amber’s face while tears drove down her cheek.
”What do you want from me dammit?! I know my mistakes!” She yelled again. She close her eyes wiping the tears off her cheeks.
Warmth
She shielded her eyes from the beating sun. A new memory, on a beach in Vale. This is where she fought Dusk last. The time she nearly had finished her for good. The teenager watched herself from months ago, battling that accursed girl. The two were polar opposites in fighting style, and like trying to stick magnets together, it never worked. Dusk is too fast for Amber, but Amber is too strong, keeping the wolf girl well under control and on the run. This time Dusk was getting cocky, flinging fire close to Amber, risking her life to finish it this time. Amber broke her arm in the process. The girl had started bleeding to death. Amber was a good person, even if her rival was bleeding out and wanted to slit her throat, she should have saved her that day. Instead, she ran. Like a coward, she fucking ran. She collapsed in the sand. This needed to end. Anything else might cause her to commit suicide. These repressed memories were repressed for a reason. She killed people she never intended to kill. Her parents died because of her stupidity. Dusk had died because of a stupid feud between them, it was not what she deserved. What was next? What could be next?
Shadows
A shadow cast over the body of the cat girl. A tall figure, male totally blackened from lack of light in front of him. His voice pierced through the darkness cleaner than a blade through skin.
“Why are you lying on the floor?” He asked reaching his hands out to help her up. The girl slowly reached out to him but again her hand passed through his like in the first memory. This time, however, a hand did stick out from her arm. It was at this moment she remembered what this was. It was her depression period. She was laying in the illusion of herself and had copied the movements in the memory. Quickly backing away from the illusion, she watched and nearly had a mental break down.
“You never give up Amber, that’s not like you.” He said, light finally reaching his face. It was Murasaki. This is when Amber thought she was powerless without a semblance.
“I don't have a semblance ‘Saki, I won't ever be strong like you.” She responded in a low tone rubbing her arm nervously. Amber had been a late bloomer for her semblance and was convinced she would never unlock it.
“You're strong without a semblance. You have the biggest heart of anyone I've ever known. Strength is in the will, not the muscle.”
“This blade is too light. How much does this weigh, sixteen ounces?”
“Something like that. Why?” The boy crossed his arms, watching the faunus train with his sword.
“It’s too small and light. I need something with some weight. Something with reach.” She said, over stepping swings and exaggerating everything.
“We'll unlock your semblance yet Amber, don't worry.”
The two faded.
Blackness Again
Amber was curled up in the darkness, lying in the fetal position. If another image of Murasaki comes, she'll kill herself. But, the last thing she expected came after that show. It was Herself.
”It’s so cute how you live with such regret. Why did you never live with determination and heart?” It said to her. Razorback was slung over her shoulder, but it looked different, slightly serrated and a toothed tip. That was her original construction of her sword, she had planned to upgrade Razorback with that appearance but never got to in the end. ”You're so cute. Your mental state is so insanely drained you look like you could hardly stand.”
“Well I can stand, thank you.” She said, slowly wobbling up onto her feet. Razorback hung against the floor as she held it in her left hand. “I don't know what you are, but you let me out now.”
”Or, you'll kill me right? So like you Amber. Just slaughter everything then you search for some way to justify it. You killed mom and dad, Dusk bled out on that beach because you panicked and got scared. You left her to die because you were too chicken to decide if she should live. And, Murasaki. How much long does he have to wait?”
“Shut it!” The real Amber screamed, “You are not me! You're just a reflection, and I don't like mirrors!” The angry faunus rose Razorback at the fake illusion.
”Oh but I am you. I'm everything you've ever wanted to be. Consider me your aspirations. If you want out, either i can kill you, or you can try to kill me.” It said raising her copy back at Amber. The Razorback she owned looked ready to kill.
“That can be arranged!” The faunus yelled as she charged into battle, anger in her eyes and depression in her heart.
Everything was dark. Covered in shadow and wrapped into black nothing. Was that water poisoned? No, if it was poisoned, Amber would have woken up falling from the sky again. No, this was different. This was what she was looking for, but she must have triggered a trap. Something was here with her, though it had refused to show itself.
Amber closed her eyes tight, straining herself by tensing her muscles. Maybe if she focused hard enough she could get out?
Cold
It was freezing. When she opened her eyes she was laying in a world of snow. No wait. It was familiar. She was home in Remnant! But this, it can’t be right. It was her home in Atlas. That had burned years back, when the humans followed her home that day. Her heart nearly stopped when a young Amber ran past her, short on breath. The kid looked back like someone was chasing her then took refuge in the small wooden house.
”No..No! Don't do this to me! I can't!” Amber’s distorted voice called to seemingly no one. Perhaps she was yelling at the illusion itself. Either way, they finally came. Torches blazed through the snowy night, illuminating the dark sky. The teenager couldn't stand to watch this, she had to do something. She reached for Razorback, drawing it from it’s holster. Aiming to cut down the humans, as she'd wished to that day, she simply passed through them like a spirit. The girl sat and watched as humans set her house on fire years ago.
This was meant to tease her, to make her weak. Well it was working. Amber had so many regrets she couldn't begin to count them. This night, Amber had not eaten in days. She lost control and ran into a restaurant, attacking people for their food. The customers and workers were not too happy about this. They formed a mob and hunted her down, burning her house to the ground and killing her parents. She got out quick enough, before they even lit the house on fire. The flames drew heat to Amber’s face while tears drove down her cheek.
”What do you want from me dammit?! I know my mistakes!” She yelled again. She close her eyes wiping the tears off her cheeks.
Warmth
She shielded her eyes from the beating sun. A new memory, on a beach in Vale. This is where she fought Dusk last. The time she nearly had finished her for good. The teenager watched herself from months ago, battling that accursed girl. The two were polar opposites in fighting style, and like trying to stick magnets together, it never worked. Dusk is too fast for Amber, but Amber is too strong, keeping the wolf girl well under control and on the run. This time Dusk was getting cocky, flinging fire close to Amber, risking her life to finish it this time. Amber broke her arm in the process. The girl had started bleeding to death. Amber was a good person, even if her rival was bleeding out and wanted to slit her throat, she should have saved her that day. Instead, she ran. Like a coward, she fucking ran. She collapsed in the sand. This needed to end. Anything else might cause her to commit suicide. These repressed memories were repressed for a reason. She killed people she never intended to kill. Her parents died because of her stupidity. Dusk had died because of a stupid feud between them, it was not what she deserved. What was next? What could be next?
Shadows
A shadow cast over the body of the cat girl. A tall figure, male totally blackened from lack of light in front of him. His voice pierced through the darkness cleaner than a blade through skin.
“Why are you lying on the floor?” He asked reaching his hands out to help her up. The girl slowly reached out to him but again her hand passed through his like in the first memory. This time, however, a hand did stick out from her arm. It was at this moment she remembered what this was. It was her depression period. She was laying in the illusion of herself and had copied the movements in the memory. Quickly backing away from the illusion, she watched and nearly had a mental break down.
“You never give up Amber, that’s not like you.” He said, light finally reaching his face. It was Murasaki. This is when Amber thought she was powerless without a semblance.
“I don't have a semblance ‘Saki, I won't ever be strong like you.” She responded in a low tone rubbing her arm nervously. Amber had been a late bloomer for her semblance and was convinced she would never unlock it.
“You're strong without a semblance. You have the biggest heart of anyone I've ever known. Strength is in the will, not the muscle.”
“This blade is too light. How much does this weigh, sixteen ounces?”
“Something like that. Why?” The boy crossed his arms, watching the faunus train with his sword.
“It’s too small and light. I need something with some weight. Something with reach.” She said, over stepping swings and exaggerating everything.
“We'll unlock your semblance yet Amber, don't worry.”
The two faded.
Blackness Again
Amber was curled up in the darkness, lying in the fetal position. If another image of Murasaki comes, she'll kill herself. But, the last thing she expected came after that show. It was Herself.
”It’s so cute how you live with such regret. Why did you never live with determination and heart?” It said to her. Razorback was slung over her shoulder, but it looked different, slightly serrated and a toothed tip. That was her original construction of her sword, she had planned to upgrade Razorback with that appearance but never got to in the end. ”You're so cute. Your mental state is so insanely drained you look like you could hardly stand.”
“Well I can stand, thank you.” She said, slowly wobbling up onto her feet. Razorback hung against the floor as she held it in her left hand. “I don't know what you are, but you let me out now.”
”Or, you'll kill me right? So like you Amber. Just slaughter everything then you search for some way to justify it. You killed mom and dad, Dusk bled out on that beach because you panicked and got scared. You left her to die because you were too chicken to decide if she should live. And, Murasaki. How much long does he have to wait?”
“Shut it!” The real Amber screamed, “You are not me! You're just a reflection, and I don't like mirrors!” The angry faunus rose Razorback at the fake illusion.
”Oh but I am you. I'm everything you've ever wanted to be. Consider me your aspirations. If you want out, either i can kill you, or you can try to kill me.” It said raising her copy back at Amber. The Razorback she owned looked ready to kill.
“That can be arranged!” The faunus yelled as she charged into battle, anger in her eyes and depression in her heart.
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"I've been neglected, harassed, beaten, and diminished all my life. What motivates me to continue? The glory of proving people wrong. Being worth more than the numbing existence offered me. To be a hero." - Amber