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adventdrabblesTitle: Lilith
Universe: Kamen Rider Amazons
Character(s): Mizusawa Reika
Rating: U
Warnings: N/A
Summary: In her son's absence, Mizusawa Reika considers what it is to be the mother of monsters.
Length: 260 words
Author's Notes: Foradventdrabbles Day 04. also: external link.
Lilith
It was what had kept him alive, she reasoned; it was what had made him human, it was what made him her son. She stood alone in the empty room, the room that once he had occupied, the open case upon his abandoned desk, the needle still within, vial still full of liquid from the last time he had refrained from using it.
Now what was to happen, she asked herself, staring down at that case, feeling his absence all around her in the room in which she had kept him for two years. He was too fragile, she had told herself, his existence too tenuous, everything that was beautiful about him, everything that was precious threatened at every turn to be overcome by the ravenous thing that worked its way up through his spine and filled his brain, the thing that they had made to consume protein and grow at an impossible, exceptional rate—the thing they had inserted into human DNA and fashioned into a new life-form, a cancer they could converse with, a cancer they could tame.
She thought briefly of the case studies she had read on the work that had been conducted at Smart Brain at the turn of the century; she thought of the outbreak of smallpox that erupted in Hakone in the late ’90s. Silently, in the white of the room he had abandoned, Mizusawa Reika considered what it meant to have become the mother of monsters, and what such meant to her son.
On the desk, the case remained, his medicine untouched.
Universe: Kamen Rider Amazons
Character(s): Mizusawa Reika
Rating: U
Warnings: N/A
Summary: In her son's absence, Mizusawa Reika considers what it is to be the mother of monsters.
Length: 260 words
Author's Notes: For
adventdrabbles Day 04. also: external link.Lilith
It was what had kept him alive, she reasoned; it was what had made him human, it was what made him her son. She stood alone in the empty room, the room that once he had occupied, the open case upon his abandoned desk, the needle still within, vial still full of liquid from the last time he had refrained from using it.
Now what was to happen, she asked herself, staring down at that case, feeling his absence all around her in the room in which she had kept him for two years. He was too fragile, she had told herself, his existence too tenuous, everything that was beautiful about him, everything that was precious threatened at every turn to be overcome by the ravenous thing that worked its way up through his spine and filled his brain, the thing that they had made to consume protein and grow at an impossible, exceptional rate—the thing they had inserted into human DNA and fashioned into a new life-form, a cancer they could converse with, a cancer they could tame.
She thought briefly of the case studies she had read on the work that had been conducted at Smart Brain at the turn of the century; she thought of the outbreak of smallpox that erupted in Hakone in the late ’90s. Silently, in the white of the room he had abandoned, Mizusawa Reika considered what it meant to have become the mother of monsters, and what such meant to her son.
On the desk, the case remained, his medicine untouched.
