[Alavon]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

Double post...

...DAMMIT!

Spoiler for Changes 3:

"Miss, are you sure this is what you want?" A male voice was heard asking her.

"Of course I am!" She snapped at him without looking away from the tube. "Have you done what was in those notes?"

"Uh, yes." The man coughed behind her. "The girl's magic power far out-strips your own, in fact, it's likely that, if she survives to adulthood, she'll rival your mother in raw power."

"Good." A part of her was screaming to stop this, to not do it, no matter what. "Mother deserves a chance to live more."

"But, she has lived a decent life, miss." The man was behind her, concerned. "To go this far..."

She spun on him, nearly snarling. "My mother is the only family I have! Don't you dare try to minimize how important she is to me."

"Of course not." The man shook his head and sighed as she turned back to her console. "But to go so far as to clone yourself like that... The clone is supposed to have your memories..."

"I don't need a copy of myself, I need a tool that can get the job done, no questions asked, and get the materials that my mother needs to get better." She pressed several buttons before stopping and taking a look up at the young child's body and stared.

The girl, her future tool, was looking at her with innocent and curious red eyes. Her fingers trembled slightly, she was about to push the button, but stopped when the little baby did something unexpected...

She smiled.

It was so sudden and unexpected that she stopped, her arm fell limply to her side as she looked at the tool, no, the baby in the tube, before her eyes teared up. "What the hell am I doing?" She asked herself and went to the tube, pressing buttons and opening it up.

"What are you doing?!" The man asked as she gently picked the baby girl up from the tube and cradled her gently. "Ah... Miss?"

"I'm leaving... with my daughter... You'll forget everything you saw here, understand?" When he nodded, she started to walk to the door.

"Wait! A name..." She turned to him as he shook his head. "Don't leave without giving her a name at least."

She looked at the baby girl for a few moments, before softly smiling, tears falling out of her eyes. "Fate... Her name is Fate, to represent the weird twists in life that make it so that we live and survive."

Alicia gasped awake and looked to her right side, where Fate was sleeping, curled up to her. "What was I thinking back then?" She asked herself softly and grabbed her daughter, pulling her into a tight embrace, tears falling out of her eyes and into her daughter's hair. "I'm so sorry, Fate... For what I almost did to you."

Even if Fate never found out, and Alicia hoped that she never did, the older woman would do all that she could to make it up to her daughter.

I was tearing up as I wrote that, okay?

*CRIES*

Well done, Nanya. Well done....