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Song fic, using "On my own" by Ashes Remain. [link]
Lovely song.

Featuring Lubbock, and others
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There's gotta be another way out.. I've been stuck in a cage with my doubt... I've tried forever getting out on my own... But every time I do this my way.. I get caught in the lies of the enemy. I lay my troubles down.. I'm ready for you now!...

Trapped. Alone in a dark room- a dark, frightening place where none could hear his whimpers. Where none would find him. He'd be left to rot, and forgotten. Left to fight against his chains, and unable to reach the door that stand only feet away. A pained scream wracked his body as he struggled- the stitches keeping his body together stretched painfully from the abuse. He went limp for a moment, but not for long. He would fight- he would get free. None would keep him captive...

Bring me out!.. Come and find me in the dark now!.. Everyday by myself I'm breaking down!.. I don't want to fight alone anymore!.. Bring me out!.. From the prison of my own pride!... My god I need a hope I can't deny!.. In the end I'm realizing!.. I was never mean to fight on my own!...

Memories of past plagued him. The memories of pain and abuse drove him wild with the desire for freedom. He thrashed, he struggled- but there was no escape. Every movement pressed his body to its limits, if he pressed further he would rip himself in two. Tears welled in his eyes as another scream passed him. He wouldn't be kept here! He couldn't! Finally, finally there was someone who depended on him! Who needed him! Who loved him! He had to fight, he had to escape- but he couldn't. There was no strength left in him. He fell limp in his bindings, and the tears fell without sobs...

Every little thing that I've known... Is everything I need to let go.. You're so much bigger than the world I have made!.. So I surrender my soul!.. I'm reaching out for your hope!.. I lay my weapons down!!... I'm ready for you now!!!...

Silently, he dwelt in his self hatred. Self loathing. No one had ever cared for him- not the way she did! The one thing in his life that made it worth living, and he'd been dragged away from it! He hated whoever locked him in his prison and left him to be forgotten, and he hated himself for being who he was. A tool. An object. Someone who'd be cast aside the moment he was deemed useless. He could only guess, that that time had come again. He was no longer of use to her, or the so called "Friends" that had taken him in. He had no special powers, no special abilities. He was nothing, compared to them...

Bring me out!.. Come and find me in the dark now!.. Everyday by myself I'm breaking down!.. I don't want to fight alone anymore!.. Bring me out!.. From the prison of my own pride!... My god I need a hope I can't deny!.. In the end I'm realizing!.. I was never mean to fight on my own!...

There came an unexpected sound from past the door- a voice. No, voices. All calling his name, all sounding desperate. He knew the voices, he could identify them all individually. His eyes widened in shock, and tears streamed down his cheeks for another reason. He hadn't been forgotten. He hadn't been left to rot. Why? Wasn't he useless? Or, perhaps they still had reason for him? If that was the case, wouldn't he just be abandoned eventually? He didn't know. He was confused. This was unknown to him- the only one who'd ever cared enough, had become his reason to live. She had been why he fought until his body refused to obey. She was his world. Desperate to be found, he called out to them. Called out to her. "Rhia!". Her name left his lips repeatedly, but his voice. He was so hoarse. Would they hear him?...

I don't wanna be incomplete!.. I remember what you said to me!... I don't have to fight alone!........

There came an image at the door, and his heart swelled with joy upon seeing who it was. His love, his light. She found him! She called out to him, and ushered all she'd brought with her to aid in freeing him!...

Bring me out!.. Come and find me in the dark now!.. Everyday by myself I'm breaking down!.. I don't want to fight alone anymore!.. Bring me out!.. From the prison of my own pride!... My god I need a hope I can't deny!.. In the end I'm realizing!.. I was never mean to fight on my own!...

The door burst open from the sheer force of them slamming into it. In a flash they were beside him, cuddled around him and focused only on setting him free. The chains were pulled from the walls, broken by their combined strength! His body was freed from them, arms embraced his weary frame. He was hugged, but more than one set of arms held him. Two, four- eventually it was all of them, holding him close and protectively as if he were a precious part of themselves. He sobbed from joy, from confusion, and from shock. His voice met their ears- he questioned their actions. He was called family, friend. Some called him brother. His beloved, called him her life. Rhia kissed his cheeks to calm him, but the unexpected affection made him crumble. He was loved. He was accepted. He had a family, and he was going home!..

Description
body div#devskin0 hr { }

Song fic, using "On my own" by Ashes Remain. [link]
Lovely song.

Featuring Lubbock, and others
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

There's gotta be another way out.. I've been stuck in a cage with my doubt... I've tried forever getting out on my own... But every time I do this my way.. I get caught in the lies of the enemy. I lay my troubles down.. I'm ready for you now!...

Trapped. Alone in a dark room- a dark, frightening place where none could hear his whimpers. Where none would find him. He'd be left to rot, and forgotten. Left to fight against his chains, and unable to reach the door that stand only feet away. A pained scream wracked his body as he struggled- the stitches keeping his body together stretched painfully from the abuse. He went limp for a moment, but not for long. He would fight- he would get free. None would keep him captive...

Bring me out!.. Come and find me in the dark now!.. Everyday by myself I'm breaking down!.. I don't want to fight alone anymore!.. Bring me out!.. From the prison of my own pride!... My god I need a hope I can't deny!.. In the end I'm realizing!.. I was never mean to fight on my own!...

Memories of past plagued him. The memories of pain and abuse drove him wild with the desire for freedom. He thrashed, he struggled- but there was no escape. Every movement pressed his body to its limits, if he pressed further he would rip himself in two. Tears welled in his eyes as another scream passed him. He wouldn't be kept here! He couldn't! Finally, finally there was someone who depended on him! Who needed him! Who loved him! He had to fight, he had to escape- but he couldn't. There was no strength left in him. He fell limp in his bindings, and the tears fell without sobs...

Every little thing that I've known... Is everything I need to let go.. You're so much bigger than the world I have made!.. So I surrender my soul!.. I'm reaching out for your hope!.. I lay my weapons down!!... I'm ready for you now!!!...

Silently, he dwelt in his self hatred. Self loathing. No one had ever cared for him- not the way she did! The one thing in his life that made it worth living, and he'd been dragged away from it! He hated whoever locked him in his prison and left him to be forgotten, and he hated himself for being who he was. A tool. An object. Someone who'd be cast aside the moment he was deemed useless. He could only guess, that that time had come again. He was no longer of use to her, or the so called "Friends" that had taken him in. He had no special powers, no special abilities. He was nothing, compared to them...

Bring me out!.. Come and find me in the dark now!.. Everyday by myself I'm breaking down!.. I don't want to fight alone anymore!.. Bring me out!.. From the prison of my own pride!... My god I need a hope I can't deny!.. In the end I'm realizing!.. I was never mean to fight on my own!...

There came an unexpected sound from past the door- a voice. No, voices. All calling his name, all sounding desperate. He knew the voices, he could identify them all individually. His eyes widened in shock, and tears streamed down his cheeks for another reason. He hadn't been forgotten. He hadn't been left to rot. Why? Wasn't he useless? Or, perhaps they still had reason for him? If that was the case, wouldn't he just be abandoned eventually? He didn't know. He was confused. This was unknown to him- the only one who'd ever cared enough, had become his reason to live. She had been why he fought until his body refused to obey. She was his world. Desperate to be found, he called out to them. Called out to her. "Rhia!". Her name left his lips repeatedly, but his voice. He was so hoarse. Would they hear him?...

I don't wanna be incomplete!.. I remember what you said to me!... I don't have to fight alone!........

There came an image at the door, and his heart swelled with joy upon seeing who it was. His love, his light. She found him! She called out to him, and ushered all she'd brought with her to aid in freeing him!...

Bring me out!.. Come and find me in the dark now!.. Everyday by myself I'm breaking down!.. I don't want to fight alone anymore!.. Bring me out!.. From the prison of my own pride!... My god I need a hope I can't deny!.. In the end I'm realizing!.. I was never mean to fight on my own!...

The door burst open from the sheer force of them slamming into it. In a flash they were beside him, cuddled around him and focused only on setting him free. The chains were pulled from the walls, broken by their combined strength! His body was freed from them, arms embraced his weary frame. He was hugged, but more than one set of arms held him. Two, four- eventually it was all of them, holding him close and protectively as if he were a precious part of themselves. He sobbed from joy, from confusion, and from shock. His voice met their ears- he questioned their actions. He was called family, friend. Some called him brother. His beloved, called him her life. Rhia kissed his cheeks to calm him, but the unexpected affection made him crumble. He was loved. He was accepted. He had a family, and he was going home!..