Post by ebonyviper on Jul 19, 2008 10:09:33 GMT -5
68. Hero
DISCLAIMER: Cars and everything related to it belongs to Pixar Disney. Ebony belongs to me. There is no copyright infringement intended. This is just for fun.
NOTE: This is from the 100 Theme Challenges List, of which I hope to finish this soon.
SUMMARY: Ebony, hoping for a little bit of rest from her long drive and being two months in term with a baby and to stay away from any inhabitants, finds herself having to make a very important decision when an unknown family's home catches on fire. She's hailed as a hero, but she doesn't think she deserves the honor.
* * * * *
She preferred to stay hidden from everybody else. The thought of interacting with others frightened her very badly as it made her feel very vulnerable.
I need to stay hidden, the young Viper thought, I can't let him find me. I can't let him hurt this little one I'm carrying.
It had been two months since Ebony had been on the run. A sad, lonely existence that she led left her empty and lost and unable to find any comfort. There was nothing to fill that painful void that ruled her life. She would often cry herself to sleep at night, but then the nightmares would start up again and there really wasn't that much rest for her.
Her only responsibility was to make sure that this child that she was carrying would survive to childbirth. That also made her realize that she herself had to survive through her six month accelerated term, though she knew that Vipers like herself never had an easy term in the first place because of their slight weight and smaller body size.
But there were barely any options to her at all under the current circumstances and it was a devastating blow to her. She knew the consequences of her actions that led her to be in this condition, but there was really nothing that she could do about it, except to try to stay alive through the whole ordeal.
She decided to stop in the next town where she could go to the local library and try to learn all she can, wanting to understand what she will have to do in order to make this a successful term as possible. But first, she needed to rest after some nearly non-stop driving all day. It was early morning already.
* * * * *
The semi-thick fog that rose up from a nearby river still covered the roads as Ebony cautiously and as quietly as she could drive into a large rivertown who's name she didn't know. It was still very early in the morning and the town's inhabitants were all still asleep.
It was quiet and she thought that she might be able to find someplace to rest as the drive had been quite exhausting for her. There was a small parking lot beside a dollar store, so she decided to settle down there for a nap.
Unfortunately, she was jolted awake by the scream of emergency sirens that announced that something terrible had happened. Ebony could smell smoke just as a couple of firetrucks rush past their sirens blaring. Out of curiosity, she decided to follow them as there was nothing better for her to do at the moment.
Ebony came upon a crowd of residents who were all watching as one of their neighbor's house was burning furiously while a couple of those same firetrucks were trying to put the fire out. Being just a stranger to this rivertown, Ebony only hoped that everything would be alright in the end and that anybody that lived in that house had gotten out in time. She didn't have that much of a connection to the other residents at all, so just stood by watching quietly.
She suddenly froze in her tracks as she heard frantic crying and wailing next to her. Turning her mirrors toward the cries, Ebony discovered something startling which made the oil curdle in her oilpan.
“My baby! My baby's still in there!” screamed a frantic mother Pontiac Grand Am, “Somebody, please save my baby!”
Ebony dared to turn her emerald green eyes toward this frantic mother, who was being held back by her neighbors. There eyes met for a split second, both mother and young mother-to-be, and the Viper acquired a great sympathy for the Grand Am. She would not wish such a fate on her own unborn child either.
She now realized what had to be done and the task, interestingly enough, had to fall to her. She really didn't want to do it as that would put her in the center of the spotlight, but she was afraid of how it would look if she just left. Everyone would think that she was the one who set the fire. She didn't want the blame.
Quickly looking for an opening, Ebony dashed up to what was the front porch and into the burning house to find the missing, trapped child. She could hear the protests from the others as they must've seen her dash up to the burning house, but she ignored it and focused on her task.
She coughed as the smoke reached her sensitive vents, but still she plowed on through the burning rooms, her sensitive hearing picking up the fearful cries of the trapped child. The Viper came up to a closed door, having followed the cries there and grasped the doorknob, only to yelp in surprise and pain and pull her antenna away quickly. The doorknob was too hot to the touch.
Ebony had to think fast on another way to get in that room as the baby's coughing and crying pierced her soul. Then a sudden idea hit her. What if she rammed the door open?
Revving her engine and charging forward, Ebony burst through and into the burning nursery which was equally as bad as the other rooms that she had passed through. She quickly drove up to the crib and reached in for the baby, managing to wrap him up in his blanket.
“Hush, it's okay, Little One,” she whispered to the child, holding him firmly on her hood, “I'll get you out of here and to your Mama.”
That seemed to quiet the baby down. He cooed up at her, but did little else, letting her concentrate on getting them both out of the burning house alive. She could hear the bystanders exclaiming in surprise as they saw her burst out of the house with the bundle held tightly to her hood just as the building collapsed under the strain of its burning structure.
“H-here's your... son, Ma'am...” Ebony said wearily, giving the baby over to his overjoyed mother.
Glad now that all was well, Ebony started to turn away and continue her traveling when she felt something touch her mirror. She turned and found herself staring into the green-blue eyes of the mother Grand Am.
“Um... yes...?” Ebony asked softly and curiously.
The Pontiac woman had tears shining in her eyes, “Oh, thank you so much for saving my baby son's life, Young Lady. You are a hero. How can I ever repay you for such selfless act of bravery?”
“Hero?” Ebony asked, blinking for a moment, then shook her front, stuttering as she spoke, “N-no, I”m no hero. I just did what I thought was right. A-and seeing how happy you a-are to have your s-son with you alive is r-repayment enough for m-me.”
“All the same,” said the Grand Am, “Thank you.”
Ebony smiled a little, though it'll be some time to really break through the barriers she built up around herself, “I better go. Hope you both find a new home soon. Take care.”
Without another word, the Viper turned once again toward the road and drove off to an unknown and uncertain future.
I only wanted to get to the kid so that he could be reunited with his mother, she thought as she drove, I don't think I'm a hero at all. I can't really save another car's life. That's not me at all. My own baby's safety and survival is more important.
If only she knew what the course of future events would thrust her into within the next two years.
DISCLAIMER: Cars and everything related to it belongs to Pixar Disney. Ebony belongs to me. There is no copyright infringement intended. This is just for fun.
NOTE: This is from the 100 Theme Challenges List, of which I hope to finish this soon.
SUMMARY: Ebony, hoping for a little bit of rest from her long drive and being two months in term with a baby and to stay away from any inhabitants, finds herself having to make a very important decision when an unknown family's home catches on fire. She's hailed as a hero, but she doesn't think she deserves the honor.
* * * * *
She preferred to stay hidden from everybody else. The thought of interacting with others frightened her very badly as it made her feel very vulnerable.
I need to stay hidden, the young Viper thought, I can't let him find me. I can't let him hurt this little one I'm carrying.
It had been two months since Ebony had been on the run. A sad, lonely existence that she led left her empty and lost and unable to find any comfort. There was nothing to fill that painful void that ruled her life. She would often cry herself to sleep at night, but then the nightmares would start up again and there really wasn't that much rest for her.
Her only responsibility was to make sure that this child that she was carrying would survive to childbirth. That also made her realize that she herself had to survive through her six month accelerated term, though she knew that Vipers like herself never had an easy term in the first place because of their slight weight and smaller body size.
But there were barely any options to her at all under the current circumstances and it was a devastating blow to her. She knew the consequences of her actions that led her to be in this condition, but there was really nothing that she could do about it, except to try to stay alive through the whole ordeal.
She decided to stop in the next town where she could go to the local library and try to learn all she can, wanting to understand what she will have to do in order to make this a successful term as possible. But first, she needed to rest after some nearly non-stop driving all day. It was early morning already.
* * * * *
The semi-thick fog that rose up from a nearby river still covered the roads as Ebony cautiously and as quietly as she could drive into a large rivertown who's name she didn't know. It was still very early in the morning and the town's inhabitants were all still asleep.
It was quiet and she thought that she might be able to find someplace to rest as the drive had been quite exhausting for her. There was a small parking lot beside a dollar store, so she decided to settle down there for a nap.
Unfortunately, she was jolted awake by the scream of emergency sirens that announced that something terrible had happened. Ebony could smell smoke just as a couple of firetrucks rush past their sirens blaring. Out of curiosity, she decided to follow them as there was nothing better for her to do at the moment.
Ebony came upon a crowd of residents who were all watching as one of their neighbor's house was burning furiously while a couple of those same firetrucks were trying to put the fire out. Being just a stranger to this rivertown, Ebony only hoped that everything would be alright in the end and that anybody that lived in that house had gotten out in time. She didn't have that much of a connection to the other residents at all, so just stood by watching quietly.
She suddenly froze in her tracks as she heard frantic crying and wailing next to her. Turning her mirrors toward the cries, Ebony discovered something startling which made the oil curdle in her oilpan.
“My baby! My baby's still in there!” screamed a frantic mother Pontiac Grand Am, “Somebody, please save my baby!”
Ebony dared to turn her emerald green eyes toward this frantic mother, who was being held back by her neighbors. There eyes met for a split second, both mother and young mother-to-be, and the Viper acquired a great sympathy for the Grand Am. She would not wish such a fate on her own unborn child either.
She now realized what had to be done and the task, interestingly enough, had to fall to her. She really didn't want to do it as that would put her in the center of the spotlight, but she was afraid of how it would look if she just left. Everyone would think that she was the one who set the fire. She didn't want the blame.
Quickly looking for an opening, Ebony dashed up to what was the front porch and into the burning house to find the missing, trapped child. She could hear the protests from the others as they must've seen her dash up to the burning house, but she ignored it and focused on her task.
She coughed as the smoke reached her sensitive vents, but still she plowed on through the burning rooms, her sensitive hearing picking up the fearful cries of the trapped child. The Viper came up to a closed door, having followed the cries there and grasped the doorknob, only to yelp in surprise and pain and pull her antenna away quickly. The doorknob was too hot to the touch.
Ebony had to think fast on another way to get in that room as the baby's coughing and crying pierced her soul. Then a sudden idea hit her. What if she rammed the door open?
Revving her engine and charging forward, Ebony burst through and into the burning nursery which was equally as bad as the other rooms that she had passed through. She quickly drove up to the crib and reached in for the baby, managing to wrap him up in his blanket.
“Hush, it's okay, Little One,” she whispered to the child, holding him firmly on her hood, “I'll get you out of here and to your Mama.”
That seemed to quiet the baby down. He cooed up at her, but did little else, letting her concentrate on getting them both out of the burning house alive. She could hear the bystanders exclaiming in surprise as they saw her burst out of the house with the bundle held tightly to her hood just as the building collapsed under the strain of its burning structure.
“H-here's your... son, Ma'am...” Ebony said wearily, giving the baby over to his overjoyed mother.
Glad now that all was well, Ebony started to turn away and continue her traveling when she felt something touch her mirror. She turned and found herself staring into the green-blue eyes of the mother Grand Am.
“Um... yes...?” Ebony asked softly and curiously.
The Pontiac woman had tears shining in her eyes, “Oh, thank you so much for saving my baby son's life, Young Lady. You are a hero. How can I ever repay you for such selfless act of bravery?”
“Hero?” Ebony asked, blinking for a moment, then shook her front, stuttering as she spoke, “N-no, I”m no hero. I just did what I thought was right. A-and seeing how happy you a-are to have your s-son with you alive is r-repayment enough for m-me.”
“All the same,” said the Grand Am, “Thank you.”
Ebony smiled a little, though it'll be some time to really break through the barriers she built up around herself, “I better go. Hope you both find a new home soon. Take care.”
Without another word, the Viper turned once again toward the road and drove off to an unknown and uncertain future.
I only wanted to get to the kid so that he could be reunited with his mother, she thought as she drove, I don't think I'm a hero at all. I can't really save another car's life. That's not me at all. My own baby's safety and survival is more important.
If only she knew what the course of future events would thrust her into within the next two years.
