Shouldn’t Have Been
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dorksidefikerTitle: Shouldn’t Have Been
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: XavinxKarolina, and beware of OCs.
Prompt: 17. Forbidden
Word Count: 447
Rating: PG
Summary: "You’re committing my crime."
Author's Notes: I’m broke, so suing me would be a total waste of everyone’s time.
When Xavin was twelve years old, his whole life was turned upside down.
His mentor had been Zaaretha, a recent graduate of the Imperial Academy, and one of the finest females to serve the Empire. She was harsh with Xavin’s training, but she was fair, and she taught him dirty jokes and treated him much like a younger sibling.
He was half in love with her.
When he was twelve, Xavin’s father branded her a traitor and ordered her executed. But she had already escaped by the time the order came down, leaving behind a note telling the young Skrull prince that there were some things more important than the Empire.
Xavin burned the note and destroyed the few mementos he had of her, swearing that he would execute her himself.
He never asked what Zaaretha had done. Her betrayal of him was enough.
Xavin had never expected to find her on Earth, years later. And he had certainly never expected her to seek him out.
Zaaretha seemed less than impressed when Xavin arrived on fire. "If you’ve come here for a fight, hatchling, you’ll regret it."
"To come here and meet with you without being prepared for battle would be to invite my own death."
"So you can be taught." Zaaretha smirked. "I note, however, that you came alone."
"Our battle is between us, traitor."
"And here I was, thinking you had made so much progress. Anyway, isn’t it just a little hypocritical for you to call me a traitor when you’re committing the same crime? Or is it different when royalty’s the one running about with a Majesdanian?"
Xavin’s jaw migrated downward in spite of himself. "My beloved has nothing to do with this."
"I think she does. Or did you never even bother to ask why you’re supposed to be killing me on sight, or whatever?"
"You’re joking."
"Xavin, hatchling, do I look like I’m joking?" Zaaretha shook her head. "I swear, I think sometimes that your egg must have been dropped during incubation."
"You never said a word-"
"And what would you have done if I’d told you that I had fallen in love with a solider in the Light Brigade?"
Xavin looked at his former mentor sadly, thinking of all those wasted years, and all the pointless death and hatred. "You could have tried to change things. You could have helped forge a peace."
"For Skrulls, peace only comes when we’re dead."
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: XavinxKarolina, and beware of OCs.
Prompt: 17. Forbidden
Word Count: 447
Rating: PG
Summary: "You’re committing my crime."
Author's Notes: I’m broke, so suing me would be a total waste of everyone’s time.
When Xavin was twelve years old, his whole life was turned upside down.
His mentor had been Zaaretha, a recent graduate of the Imperial Academy, and one of the finest females to serve the Empire. She was harsh with Xavin’s training, but she was fair, and she taught him dirty jokes and treated him much like a younger sibling.
He was half in love with her.
When he was twelve, Xavin’s father branded her a traitor and ordered her executed. But she had already escaped by the time the order came down, leaving behind a note telling the young Skrull prince that there were some things more important than the Empire.
Xavin burned the note and destroyed the few mementos he had of her, swearing that he would execute her himself.
He never asked what Zaaretha had done. Her betrayal of him was enough.
Xavin had never expected to find her on Earth, years later. And he had certainly never expected her to seek him out.
Zaaretha seemed less than impressed when Xavin arrived on fire. "If you’ve come here for a fight, hatchling, you’ll regret it."
"To come here and meet with you without being prepared for battle would be to invite my own death."
"So you can be taught." Zaaretha smirked. "I note, however, that you came alone."
"Our battle is between us, traitor."
"And here I was, thinking you had made so much progress. Anyway, isn’t it just a little hypocritical for you to call me a traitor when you’re committing the same crime? Or is it different when royalty’s the one running about with a Majesdanian?"
Xavin’s jaw migrated downward in spite of himself. "My beloved has nothing to do with this."
"I think she does. Or did you never even bother to ask why you’re supposed to be killing me on sight, or whatever?"
"You’re joking."
"Xavin, hatchling, do I look like I’m joking?" Zaaretha shook her head. "I swear, I think sometimes that your egg must have been dropped during incubation."
"You never said a word-"
"And what would you have done if I’d told you that I had fallen in love with a solider in the Light Brigade?"
Xavin looked at his former mentor sadly, thinking of all those wasted years, and all the pointless death and hatred. "You could have tried to change things. You could have helped forge a peace."
"For Skrulls, peace only comes when we’re dead."