(A/N: The following is the prologue to "Ice Eternal", the sequel. The
Prologue will also be displayed in "Ice Eternal", the story.)
"Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice."
~"Fire and Ice" by Robert Frost
Ice Eternal
Prologue
Dear Journal,
Blossom is dead. We found out two days ago. She was killed by a madman named Blaze, Fire incarnate. She...sacrificed herself to make sure we lived. Bubbles doesn't seem to believe it. She keeps talking as if Blossom is alive and well, while we all know otherwise. The Professor and me keep trying to tell her the truth, but she just won't listen. I'm so afraid. Yesterday we fought Mojo Jojo. He said something about his lair being destroyed...and we fought him. He almost killed me. This proves it. God, this is all my fault. If I'd been stronger, I could've escaped. I could've saved her. But no. I was weak. I killed Blossom. Just as I almost got killed by Mojo. If Bubbles hadn't kicked him in time the laser would fry my head off. So everything's my fault.
~Buttercup
Dear Diary,
I can't believe it. They're both lying. I don't know how, but they are! Blossom IS alive! She has to be! She can't die! She's my sister! I drew a drawing of her last night, and she was okay in it, and we were all okay, and...everything was okay! Blossom IS alive, she has to be, my sister...can't die. No, it can't happen! I'm not believing the Professor's and Buttercup's lies! They don't know! They—Blossom! Where are you! We need you! I need you. The town needs you! Blossom, where have you gone?
Love,
Bubbles
Dear Diary,
I found you in a pile of junk. I don't know who I am, or where. I feel like I just had a distant dream. I just can't get my feet on the ground. What's happening to me? And why do I feel so cold?
Signed,
Well...what is my name, anyway?
"Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice."
~"Fire and Ice" by Robert Frost
Ice Eternal
Prologue
Dear Journal,
Blossom is dead. We found out two days ago. She was killed by a madman named Blaze, Fire incarnate. She...sacrificed herself to make sure we lived. Bubbles doesn't seem to believe it. She keeps talking as if Blossom is alive and well, while we all know otherwise. The Professor and me keep trying to tell her the truth, but she just won't listen. I'm so afraid. Yesterday we fought Mojo Jojo. He said something about his lair being destroyed...and we fought him. He almost killed me. This proves it. God, this is all my fault. If I'd been stronger, I could've escaped. I could've saved her. But no. I was weak. I killed Blossom. Just as I almost got killed by Mojo. If Bubbles hadn't kicked him in time the laser would fry my head off. So everything's my fault.
~Buttercup
Dear Diary,
I can't believe it. They're both lying. I don't know how, but they are! Blossom IS alive! She has to be! She can't die! She's my sister! I drew a drawing of her last night, and she was okay in it, and we were all okay, and...everything was okay! Blossom IS alive, she has to be, my sister...can't die. No, it can't happen! I'm not believing the Professor's and Buttercup's lies! They don't know! They—Blossom! Where are you! We need you! I need you. The town needs you! Blossom, where have you gone?
Love,
Bubbles
Dear Diary,
I found you in a pile of junk. I don't know who I am, or where. I feel like I just had a distant dream. I just can't get my feet on the ground. What's happening to me? And why do I feel so cold?
Signed,
Well...what is my name, anyway?