Nothing Else Matters
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Category:
1 through F › Dark City
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
989
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own, lay claim to or make money from Dark City, the characters, or anything else covered under copyright law. The following is a work of fanfiction for entertainment purposes only.
Chapter 2
On a day when he should have been so happy, Daniel Schreber didn't quite understand why he felt so much pain. The Strangers were dead, or slowly dying. He'd watched their leader, their fulcrum, destroyed by Murdoch, watched the alien being inside the human shell try to escape, and die. There would be no more experiments, no more nights of endless darkness, no more punishments. He was free.
All he could think about, however, as he watched John Murdoch walk away, was that he was alone.
It was a sobering thought, and he made his way slowly back toward his apartment. Of course, he should be alone now. Murdoch had no reason to trust him, or even like him, really. Schreber had been the Stranger's plaything. How could Murdoch know he was anything less than a willing participant in the years of atrocities that were visited on the people of the city?
But there had been something in John's eyes, a strange expression, emotion, as the two of them stood amidst the ruins of the newly liberated city. For a moment, it had looked like John had wanted to ask him to come with him, and it had reminded Schreber of how handsome the dark haired man was, reawakened old desires that had been banked down for years, from a time he couldn't remember, when he'd been nothing more than a man like everyone else. He felt like he would have done anything for John in that moment, anything that he'd asked, anything at all.
But the moment had passed, and John had turned away, asking nothing, and left.
He was just passing the movie theater when he saw Emma - Anna, now - hurrying to catch the bus to Shell Beach. He shouldn't be surprised by it, he'd made her memories that way, after all. The Prince should have his Princess.
He gave a soft, sad smile and turned away, continuing home and wondering how on earth his heart could be broken by someone he didn't even know.
~~TBC~~
All he could think about, however, as he watched John Murdoch walk away, was that he was alone.
It was a sobering thought, and he made his way slowly back toward his apartment. Of course, he should be alone now. Murdoch had no reason to trust him, or even like him, really. Schreber had been the Stranger's plaything. How could Murdoch know he was anything less than a willing participant in the years of atrocities that were visited on the people of the city?
But there had been something in John's eyes, a strange expression, emotion, as the two of them stood amidst the ruins of the newly liberated city. For a moment, it had looked like John had wanted to ask him to come with him, and it had reminded Schreber of how handsome the dark haired man was, reawakened old desires that had been banked down for years, from a time he couldn't remember, when he'd been nothing more than a man like everyone else. He felt like he would have done anything for John in that moment, anything that he'd asked, anything at all.
But the moment had passed, and John had turned away, asking nothing, and left.
He was just passing the movie theater when he saw Emma - Anna, now - hurrying to catch the bus to Shell Beach. He shouldn't be surprised by it, he'd made her memories that way, after all. The Prince should have his Princess.
He gave a soft, sad smile and turned away, continuing home and wondering how on earth his heart could be broken by someone he didn't even know.
~~TBC~~