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number_eight((Locked from Helo Agathon))
I'm not sure who I am anymore.
I thought my mission was pretty straightforward. Make the human believe that I was "his" Sharon Valerii and put myself into situations where he would be forced to play the hero. By playing the hero, he would slowly fall in love with me. It was the missing equation, you see. Love. I don't remember who had thought up the idea that we should try it after the farms failed to produce hybrid children, but it was my mission so I didn't exactly question it.
I suppose the worst part about it was how simple it was to make it happen. Was he foolish? Was he truly that much in love with the other Eight model? It's not like I ever asked him, though. He was a human, though. Someone to be used to finish the mission that we needed.
But, things happened. Things changed, and now I don't know who I am or what I'm supposed to do.
I laughed with him. I ate with him. We "ran" away from the Centurians, as I pretended I was in danger. He played my savior after I "killed" one of the Six models to save him. All of the other Eight model's memories were stored within me, so I knew what he needed. He needed the other Sharon that he cared about, and so yes, I frakked him. After the running, the hiding… after he told me that he wanted to be with me but respected Chief too much to do anything… I took advantage of his weakness and seduced him, only to wake the next morning and watch him sleeping.
I was in love. I was in love with a human.
So, what does that make me? When I reported back to the Six model and the Five model, they expressed some concerns, but I lied to them. Six beat the frak out of me over and over and over again… "to make it look real", she said. My sister Cylon hurt me, and the human loved me. So you tell me – who is the hero, and who is the villain here?
Because I don't know anymore. I just don't frakking know.
It worked, of course. I conceived a child, but I lost the trust inthe human Helo. Then his friend, Kara Thrace, appeared and it got all frakked up again. I was scared, frankly. It would have been so easy for them to kill me or to kill my child. I might have downloaded into a new body, but the child would have been lost forever and… and I wanted that child for my own. Not for the Cylons' plan, or God's plan, but for myself. So, I stole the Raider and took off.
Does that make me selfish? Maybe, but I don't think it makes me a villain, either.
When I found the humans again, there was a resistance movement against us Cylons. Were they heroes? How the hell was I supposed to know when I didn't even know who I was anymore? I still don’t.
I know this much – I am Sharon Valerii. I am a model Eight. I am a Cylon in love with the human who is the father of my child. And maybe one of these days, I'll be able to stop running from myself and figure out which side I'm supposed to be on.
Muse : Sharon Agathon, née Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 572
OOC Note : Prompt takes place after "The Farm", episode 2 x 5
I'm not sure who I am anymore.
I thought my mission was pretty straightforward. Make the human believe that I was "his" Sharon Valerii and put myself into situations where he would be forced to play the hero. By playing the hero, he would slowly fall in love with me. It was the missing equation, you see. Love. I don't remember who had thought up the idea that we should try it after the farms failed to produce hybrid children, but it was my mission so I didn't exactly question it.
I suppose the worst part about it was how simple it was to make it happen. Was he foolish? Was he truly that much in love with the other Eight model? It's not like I ever asked him, though. He was a human, though. Someone to be used to finish the mission that we needed.
But, things happened. Things changed, and now I don't know who I am or what I'm supposed to do.
I laughed with him. I ate with him. We "ran" away from the Centurians, as I pretended I was in danger. He played my savior after I "killed" one of the Six models to save him. All of the other Eight model's memories were stored within me, so I knew what he needed. He needed the other Sharon that he cared about, and so yes, I frakked him. After the running, the hiding… after he told me that he wanted to be with me but respected Chief too much to do anything… I took advantage of his weakness and seduced him, only to wake the next morning and watch him sleeping.
I was in love. I was in love with a human.
So, what does that make me? When I reported back to the Six model and the Five model, they expressed some concerns, but I lied to them. Six beat the frak out of me over and over and over again… "to make it look real", she said. My sister Cylon hurt me, and the human loved me. So you tell me – who is the hero, and who is the villain here?
Because I don't know anymore. I just don't frakking know.
It worked, of course. I conceived a child, but I lost the trust in
Does that make me selfish? Maybe, but I don't think it makes me a villain, either.
When I found the humans again, there was a resistance movement against us Cylons. Were they heroes? How the hell was I supposed to know when I didn't even know who I was anymore? I still don’t.
I know this much – I am Sharon Valerii. I am a model Eight. I am a Cylon in love with the human who is the father of my child. And maybe one of these days, I'll be able to stop running from myself and figure out which side I'm supposed to be on.
Muse : Sharon Agathon, née Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 572
OOC Note : Prompt takes place after "The Farm", episode 2 x 5
