Nathan Summers (alter_nate_ive) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-05-23 14:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, anya corazon (spider-girl), nathan summers (cable) |
Do you feel different with all those memories?
Who: Nate and Cora
Where: Their minds
What: Nate Dreams the rest of his dream life. He wakes up freaked out and talks to a friend.
When: 05/22, early
Warnings/Rating: PG-13, for talk of violence, character deaths, and more.
Status complete
Nate’s night had shifted, changed, and somehow changed everything.There was a flood, a storm of noise and images and life. There was a stream of energy and hope and fear and pain and good feelings and loss and gains and...
… he Dreamed. Of life, of fear and pain and fighting forever. Of hereoes and villains, of loss and gains, of family in three timelines and temptations in all. Of one face, and another, and another, and loving three times and losing all of them. Of knowing the death days of everyone you ever knew, and of lying about that. Of being huge, and powerful, and of finding ways to make the whole timeline think you were no longer so. Of learning the lesson of legend versus reality and your heart breaking.
Of being a man, and what that meant. Again and again.
And he dreamed of being Time’s Champion, and Fate’s Bitch. Of dying again and again, and being brought back, again and again. Each time, the ways he was brought back simply made no sense. People stopped asking.
He dreamed of walking a road and meeting people all out of order, and keeping notes...
He dreamed... and he woke.
Nate cried, as memory washed over him, bitter, powerful, and long. He fought for breath, for composure as eons of life dropped into his mind all at once and he shook there in the bed, still the same age physically, but utterly changed.
Damn. Damn this place and those dreams.
Instinctively, his mind reached out and there was only one mind it tried to touch. His mind bloomed, more powerful, more incredible, and more full, now, than it had been before.
Cora!
Cora was sound asleep but instantly awake the moment she heard Nate's voice. It was so strong, so near that she thought he might have somehow teleported into her room, but no. It was only their telepathic link. And it sounded like he was in pain.
Nate?
Nate clung to her gently. A mental hug of the strongest kind touched her mind and body. Warmth and his feel surrounded her. Cora... so, I remember everything.
A pause, then a chuckle, if a tired one. All of my dream life.
Cora burrowed into her covers, wrapping them snugly around herself, and hoping Nate could feel it too. She could tell he had a lot on his mind--more now than ever. Are you okay? Last time he dreamed, it had made him grow, and she knew he tended to dream about battles. What if the dreams had hurt him? All in one piece?
Nate smiled at the feeling of snugness and warmth. He luxuriated in it. I’m okay. So far, no changes. Just all of my life, in multiple dreams, all night long. He shook his head. Hope hoped no more changes were coming, but he didn’t believe it for a second.
Cora sighed, and imagined stroking Nate’s hair the way her mom did for her when she had bad dreams. Even if he changed again, she’d still be there for him. She’d be there for him no matter what. Do you wanna talk? Or is it...grown up stuff?
Nate nodded in his head, and calmed under her touch.Most of it i just adjusting and even if it was, do you think I wouldn’t tell you anyway? Unless you didn’t want to know?
I don’t know. She snuggled in a little tighter, twirling the ends of her own hair around her finger. I mean, it’s not like you have to tell me everything. Just what you want to. She’d listen, even if it was hard to understand all of the wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey stuff. Do you feel different with all those memories?
Okay. He smiled as he nodded. I know, but I like telling you everything. I like having no secrets from you. It feels nice. He hmmed. Not really. Like... tireder, older, maybe, More experienced, but not truly different. I feel like... that isn’t me, you know? Just someone with a similar name.
Okay She let herself relax, knowing it was good for Nate if she wasn’t nervous or upset. She cared about him a lot, though, and she wanted him to be all right. Do you want to tell me about him?
Sure! He’s a soldier, much more than I, and an asshole, much more than I, and a believer in doing whatever is necessary to get his missions done. He is a gruff person and he’s kind of driven, kind of different. Sometimes I feel like I really know him, and other times he feels incredibly alien. He nodded to himself.
It’s really odd. He’s much more dangerous, much more sexual, much more powerful than I am.
You’re not...an asshole. The last word was just a furtive thought, because she knew her mom wouldn’t like her saying words like that out loud. She really didn’t think Nate was like that at all. But do you think you’ll get more powerful now that you remember his whole life?
I think so. Sometime. Not sure when, though, just like I’m not sure if, or when, I would get older, if I did. He sighed, still unsure about a lot. But then he smiled. But I like talking to you about it. About things we do and like.
I like talking to you, too. She sighed softly as she imagined another hug. I like you.
He hugged her back and this time, his telekinesis actually ‘hugged’ her, and he grinned. I like you a lot, too. He sent warmth and care along with the hug.
It’s so cool, how you can do that, she thought, smiling to herself. She felt warm and glowy and happy, through and through. I wonder if I’ll ever have any powers.
Yeah, probably some day. You’re dreaming. It’ll happen. We can spar and exercise together! He was excited about it. Another thing to share with his best friend.
At least I kind of know what sort of powers to expect. Not that she was in a rush, now. She knew she would have to make a choice how she would use those powers, if and when they showed up. But she knew, beyond a doubt, that Nate would help her.
True. He smiled and sent reassurance and warmth. Whatever else, we have each other.
We have each other. She smiled, and let her eyes close as she drifted on that warm feeling. We’ll be okay.
~fin~