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BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - GENERAL
Mal's thoughts at Serenity Valley. Who's he most angry at, the Alliance or the Independents?
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There is nothing like the emptiness of betrayal and Mal was very much betrayed. Mal was very empty.
Maybe it was his fault, but he'd trusted in things that let him down. People, organizations, God. Oh yes, God. He'd made it through the entire duration of the war, victorious in countless battles, pulling the Independents through. But Serenity Valley was different. God had left for good. As had the brilliant and heroic leaders of the Independent Forces. Left. Left the soldiers to rot in the wake of an armistice.
Now there was nothing for Mal. All he had once believed in was useless.
He reached into his vest and pulled the pendant out. He did not look at it. Didn't kiss it as he had every day of his life previous. With a jerk, he snapped the chain and flung it as far from him as he could.
Mal glanced at the few remaining soldiers, all despairing for their lives. All hungry and wounded. Their eyes reflected his own hopelessness. Yet, they still looked at him as a leader.
And he suddenly decided he would not betray that trust, would not betray as he'd been betrayed. He would be different than the absent officers, different than the absent God. He would do his best to save them.
Zoe was there, encouraging him with her large dark eyes. In her eyes also he glimpsed despair and pain, but also resilience and loyalty.
He took strength from her loyalty and drew from her resilience. The war didn't matter anymore. Only living mattered. He'd use the sting of betrayal, his anger to live.
And the cross was left in the blood and dust of Serenity Valley.
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