Cass' ears were ringing. Oh, how she tried to block out the dreadful tinny noise threatening to take her consciousness. She felt herself stumble as the mob of people around her erupted in applause. No one seemed to notice her small form grow unsteady as black dots began to swirl at the edge of her sight. No training in the world could prepare her for the confusion, sickness, and anger that raged through her all at once. Finally, the crowd died down and Cass was able to refocus her senses. Now that the moment had passed, she was able to assess what had just played out in front of her. Her mouth grew numb and her eyes scanned the crowd until she saw him. Everyone in the crowd turned and watched as an inexperienced boy was handed nearly full control over everything she had fought to build.
As the ceremony progressed and finally drew to a close, Cass' mind only grew darker and more clouded. It should've been her up on that podium, delivering the speech that planted inspiration in the heart of every rebel in attendance. Instead, she was passed up like she always was. And for what? Someone who "deserved" the reward simply because they possessed an impressive array of abilities, even when the said person didn't lift so much as a finger towards the final result.
This was the last time that Cass would accept second place. She would show her superiors and the one person she thought to be a friend that she wouldn't accept second place any longer. It was time for her to take her stand.
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Power is a Privilege (Luke Skywalker x OC)
Science FictionCass has believed in fair play for as she can remember. Growing up, it was the norm for wealthier and gifted people to be automatically welcomed with open arms, regardless of if they actually lived up to their name or not. Many times Cass was beaten...
