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Phoenix	Feb 22 2008, 12:10 AM
Poké Ranger Posts: 241 Group: Members Member #3 Joined: June 3, 2007	...I was really, really bored. What is this, exactly? Poké Rangers fanfiction. >D Specifically, Dino Force, all Juliet-y and stuff. This shouldn't be taken canonically because, well, it's not. >.> But I was wondering why Juliet looks different from the rest of the mutants (and shut up about the fact that I should know that seeing as she's my own character) and this is what happened. Plus it has a stupid title in probably mangled Japanese. OOPS. SORRY PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY KNOW HOW TO SPEAK JAPANESE AND ARE OFFENDED. -switches off Caps Lock- Oops. --- Tea Leaves and Contemplations The tea leaves swirl innocently in the tea, barely perceptible steam curling in the air. It warms my hands through the thin china, fiery and serene. I watch their movement, and yet I do not. Sister Jashinka finds my ritual strange, but she does not object. It does not involve her, she does not care. It makes things simpler. We have opposed the humans for, I am told, millennia upon millennia. I understand, but I do not like it. The humans are strange, and so are my people. My loyalties are torn. Is it truly right to justify cruelty and dishonor in war by the ends achieved? I do not understand the cruelty they have shown. Surely war can be resolved honorably, by the test of skill and strategy, tactics and time? Or am I simply too naďve? A voice tells me this would all be so easy if I simply stopped thinking. Stopped trying to see all the world, stopped caring, stopped trying to justify what I do. If I fell into blissful obedience, this would all be so much easier. Better for the girl who shares my name, who can only see her and her lover. Better for her, who sees things in the simplest way – with him, I will live. Without, I will die. But I am more than human. I see more. I am young, but I have seen things I have never wished to see. I have seen the cruelty humans have dealt to Pokémon and their own kind alike, seen the callous way they treat each other. I have seen the way they so easily manipulate the other children of the earth, those who have a claim to the earth as much as they do – more, for they have not almost destroyed the earth the way the humans have. And yet I have also seen their kindness to those they love, their compassion and their strength. I have seen their resilience, and the way they are dedicated to protecting that they consider theirs. But still, I have seen the way my own people behave. Lord Oday’s casual killing of innocence, and his love for the General. Two sides of the same coin, yin and yang. Dorian’s honorless manipulation of the human Tom, and his love for sister Jashinka. I do not pretend to understand. I do not comprehend – I am too young, I have seen too little, and yet too much. I had not asked to join in this war. My sister and her husband were called, to do their duty and retake the Earth. I was not. Because I am more than Dinosian. I am Dinosian and I am human. I see more. I am not a true descendant of Lord Tyranno Hadro Rhino. If even a drop of his blood runs in my veins, it is, as my sister has put it, “diluted.” My father was Dinosian, but my mother? Human. Just one night brought me into being. I do not know if they truly loved each other, or if their love was simply lust. I do not know why my father wandered the earth, when contact had been next to impossible. But that is irrelevant. My mother gave me my name, but she did not live. I do not know how or why she died, but I never knew her. My father left me in the care of my much older sister and her husband. They raised me with the servants and the guards. I did not complain. My place was with the guards, the fighters, and they taught me my strengths. They taught me to know my limits, to know my strength, and to know my duty. They taught me all. Courage is for fools and fools alone – duty is all. In time, I gained the skills. Lightning and shapeshifting, my strength and my life. So I was called to the royal family, for my skill alone. Dinosians judge in favor of skill in combat rather than birth. They called me kurorai hime then. Black lightning princess. They said it suited me. And so I was not called to the struggle. Because they did not trust me. But I came anyway, for I am kurorai hime. Black lightning princess. My duty is to my father’s people. Is it not right and just to fight for our people to return to their home, to cleanse the earth of the plague that calls itself human? Is it? I am Dinosian and I am human. I see more, and I see less. What I see is mine alone. Mine alone to interpret, mine alone to use. I will not fail in my duty. But first, I must find my duty. I am Juliet. Kurorai hime. Dinosian. Human. I will not fail. This I swear. --- Sigh. I can't even do angst properly, but oh well.


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