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Author: 1306
Rating: G
Challenge/Extras: Chocolate Custard #20 (Encoder//Pendulum) + Red Currant #11 (Eclipse), Pocky Chain, Fresh Blueberries (My philosophy of life is that the meek shall inherit nothing but debasement, frustration and ignoble deaths; that there is security in personal strength; that you can fight City Hall and win; that any action is better than no action, even if it's the wrong action; that you never reach glory or self-fulfillment unless you're willing to risk everything, dare anything, put yourself dead on the line every time; and that once one becomes strong or rich or potent or powerful it is the responsibility of the strong to help the weak become strong. - Harlan Ellison)
Word Count: 858 (9-part chain)
Story Arc: Planetarium Collective
Title: Strength to Strength
Summary: Mars has come a long way from being born four billion years ago.
A/N: And suddenly I have feels for this planet. Hmmmm. :P
Comments and critique are always welcome :)

Mars could only remember a powerful swirl of dust, ice, and fire from that day. He could barely see the sky as it was eclipsed by the dust, and his knees and hands found solid ground in the form of sandy dunes of red.

He stood up and wandered around a bit, enough to watch as the dust storm passed. He looked around and saw the red landscapes of his own planet. Jagged and dusty, this was what he really was.

And thus on that day, Mars was born.


From day one, he didn't hear much from what (or who) created him. Like all the other planets, he's left to himself, confused and scared at first, but adventurous the next moment. His world was shrouded in deep mystery; he could only imagine what he might find.

He roamed around a lot, and as he did, he felt his body grow stronger and his pace grow faster. He could now run miles in minutes, and leap over the tallest of mountains.

But danger rears its ugly head more than once, as Mars will soon learn.


The creature relented, but Mars fought back with his own dogged relentlessness. The creature drew out spikes from its whole body, threatening to pierce Mars to webby entrails.

Mars rolled sideways as the tail swung down. And then he made his move--he swept up and choked the creature into submission. The strength of his hold had choked the creature to its death--something Mars didn't intend on doing.

He remembered that day--his first encounter, his first fight--a fight for survival. Little did he know, it was going to be part of his life from then on.


Sometimes he grew weary of all of it. Opponent after opponent, he wondered if his creator even knew what he went through. Sometimes the anger in that thought had made him more merciless than ever--and more than usual, his unfortunate victim would've ended up worse than dead.

But sometimes, he's felt a strange presence. It's there whenever a dust storm breaks out in the middle of combat. It's there when he sees a rockslide bury his opponents. It's there when he feels like he's down and out for good.

Maybe he wasn't a neglected child. Maybe.


The years passed, and then decades, centuries, millennia--and so on. He's conquered the planet and tamed every creature he found roaming his lands. As the years passed, he's been less on the killing but more on the taming--there was no need for anyone or anything to die.

All this made him stronger, wiser, and in way, kinder. Though once all he felt was rage and animosity, he's learned there was nothing to be gained from the body count. Kindness grew his heart tenfold, even more than that.

And then he heard of Earth and its strange environment.


How strange it must've been for Mars to see Earth's landscapes--blue and green with a lighter shade of the former hanging over these masses of land and water. How strange it must've been to see all the plants and animals that lived on this planet. Stranger yet would've been the first humans--far more intelligent than what he's seen so far, yet so conflicted on everything.

But it would be when he meets Terra for the first time would he find the strangest encounter of all.


She was an odd-looking human--unlike the others he's seen so far, Terra has light green skin and has leaves for hair and clothes. She's also strangely in tune with all the elements of life on Earth.

But then again, Mars knew she wasn't human. She was the planet itself.

Still, something about her caused something odd to happen inside of him. Mars felt a strange feeling, one of kindness--but it was stronger than that. Stronger than rage or kindness--

Mars had discovered the concept of love. But he wouldn't be aware of that until later on.


Ages past, and from his own planet, to all the other planets, Mars had come a long way from more than four billion years ago, when he was born. Earth had served as a second home to him. And though he's met so many people throughout the times, he still only has eyes for Terra.

In this period of time, probably close to your own, he's now assumed the role of a guardian to a little girl named Olive. It was with her does he discover what probably would be his sole mission in life.


It happened one morning after breakfast:

"Mars, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, Olive. What's that?"

"Are you really going to be with me everyday?"

"Of course I will. Why do you ask?"

"Don't you ever get tired of being around me? I feel too weak for a lot of things, and--"

"I made a promise, didn't I? I'll help you grow stronger. I'm right here."


Mars pulled her into a hug, and she said no more. Like all other humans, she was frail--

But he'd make her stronger. Like he did with everyone before her.


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May. 27th, 2012 09:15 pm (UTC)
aww <3 <3
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