The Second Moonlark: A KotLC Fanfic

Chapter Fourteen (Because even the Moonlark's sister needs a pep talk)

She remembered.

All of the time she had spent in a coma was well spent. She had tracked down all of the memories she could, in all of the places she had been before. Her human home, with her parents and her younger sister. Her brief stay in the Vacker household. Havenfield, and all of the tumultuous things that happened there. Alluveterre.

The memories she liked best were of Keefe.

His midterm gift to her. All of the times he had backed up her choices, without waiting to see how it would turn out. She didn't particularly enjoy the ones when he left, but the homecoming ones were the ones she watched over and over and over.

She had to believe that when she woke up, he would be there for her. And that was going to be the greatest homecoming that she would ever experience...

Until the next one.

"Oh."

It was not difficult to be excited when Tam and Linh came to Sonia's door. However, the fact that they had found the gate was a little disturbing.

"Well, that's quite the welcome!" Linh quickly stepped inside. Did she think that Sonia was going to close the door on her? That would never happen. "We need details." Linh was met by a blank stare. Details on what?

"She means about the raid."

It was the first time Tam had spoken to her since the dance. She could understand why, but it has still been heartbreaking to lose friends to the Neverseen's lies.

"Ah." To be fair, she hadn't really been clear with what everyone else was doing. "Well, I was thinking that you would help fight-"

"No." He stared at her penetratingly, and she wondered if she looked as much of a deer in headlights as she felt. "We want to know if this will work or not."

The question hung in the air. Sonia fought the urge to reassure them that it definitely would, because they would all know that was a lie. Instead, she went for the most truthful option possible.

"I have no idea." Somehow, there was a power in saying that. Maybe she would be able to work off of guesses and hopes, instead of the absolutes she was used to. "They were always one, or two, or even ten steps ahead of you. And I know how to combat that, but- there is always going to be this little nagging doubt in the back of my head, asking me if I really am doing the right thing. If I'm just going to kill you all." At some point she had turned to stare at the hanging file shelf, the one with her old Neverseen mission files in it. It was hard to resist the urge to burn them, but there might be good intel inside.

She felt a hand on her shoulder, pulling her away from her thoughts. Tam.

"That is exactly how Sophie felt. And she still led us perfectly well. You are your own person, and you will make your own decisions, but just know that you have the ability to do this." And then both of the twins together.

"You always have."

How on earth did it come to this?

Sonia was so frustrating sometimes. Fintan had wanted to help her out of her difficult situation. He had tried to make her understand what she was subjecting herself to.

But she had refused.

She obviously couldn't comprehend the ultimate danger that she would come under. In the end, all of the twisted elves would fall. And she would be one of them, having chosen that path for herself.

At some point, Fintan asked himself if this was really the path he wanted to take. But a long time ago- about three hundred years, in fact- he had made the first choice. And now...

There was no turning back.

Sonia Nox would fall.