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26 December 2009 @ 01:09 pm
053 Green  
Title: Darkness Overwhelming
Fandom: Mystic Force
Pairing: N/A
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary/Warnings: Somewhere, all wishes come true. Zoe begins to understand.
Word Count: 332 / 52 682
Author's notes: My table is here. Also? Writing colour prompts in a canon black and white world? Not easy. I'd just like to put that out there. :D

053 Green

Zoe leafed slowly through the pack of paper Xander had found for her, automatically measuring thickness and quality. It had been a while, even before the Darkness…her swimming had been taking up more and more time…but she could fold origami in her sleep.

Picking out a sheet of green…bizarre how adept they’d all become at judging colour, even in a black and white world…she began to fold, paying little attention. Sometimes her best work came when she just let her fingers move.

“What are you doing?” Chip asked, dropping beside her.

“Not sure yet.”

Zoe liked Chip, always had; he was about the only one of Xander’s friends who’d never treated her as ‘Xander’s little sister’ but actually seemed to listen to her.

“Is it a dragon?” Chip asked, frowning as he studied the shape.

Zoe glanced down. “Basilisk.” She grinned at the look on his face. “That’s what the book I learned out of called it.”

“Looks like a snake,” he decided as she finished, holding it up for his inspection.

“Basilisks do. Didn’t you see Harry Potter?”

“Why a basilisk?” he asked, reaching out to brush a finger along its’ back.

“I don’t know. I was thinking about Xander.”

“And you came up with an evil creature? Family dinner in your house must be fun.”

She laughed softly, pretending his words didn’t send a spike of pain through her. Mom, Dad… “No. Xander protects me from the monster. He always has. He holds on.”

Chip nodded. “He was trying to find you, the whole time. Right from the start.”

“I know.”

Vida passed by, pausing to look. “Nice snake. Like the colour. I guess.”

“Yeah?” Zoe smiled. “I’ll do one for you, next.”

“Here.” Chip bounced to his feet, carefully lifting the basilisk and placing it on an empty shelf by the door. “Now it can protect us.”

“It doesn’t have to.” Zoe turned back to the paper, already knowing what she wanted to make for Vida. “Xander already is.”